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The 33rd of August

Mickey Newbury
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Testo e musica / Lyrics and music / Paroles et musique / Sanat ja sävel: Mickey Newbury
Album / Albumi: Looks Like Rain

rainLooks Like Rain is a 1969 concept album by singer-songwriter Mickey Newbury. After recording his debut album with RCA, Newbury was dissatisfied with the resulting album and left RCA to pursue a style closer to his tastes. Recorded at Cinderella Sound, as his next two albums would be, the result is widely considered his first real recording and represents a peak in the singer songwriter movement, especially for Nashville. The sound and style of the record would be highly influential during the Outlaw Movement during country music in the 1970s especially on albums by David Allan Coe and Waylon Jennings. Linking the tracks with delicate arrangements and liberal amount of atmosphere (almost all tracks feature rain sound effects), the record contains some of Newbury's most celebrated compositions including "She Even Woke Me Up to Say Goodbye", "33rd of August", "I Don't Think Much About Her No More", and "San Francisco Mabel Joy". AllMusic's review of the album concludes, "Looks Like Rain is so fine, so mysterious in its pace, dimension, quark strangeness and charm, it defies any attempt at strict categorization or criticism; a rare work of genius." Looks Like Rain was collected for CD issue on the eight-disc Mickey Newbury Collection from Mountain Retreat, Newbury's own label in the mid-1990s, along with nine other Newbury albums from 1969–1981. In 2011, it was reissued again, both separately and as part of the four-disc Mickey Newbury box set An American Trilogy, alongside two other albums recorded at Cinderella Sound, Frisco Mabel Joy and Heaven Help the Child. This release marks the first time that Looks Like Rain has been released on CD in remastered form, after the original master tapes (long thought to have been destroyed in a fire) were rediscovered in 2010. - en.wikipedia

"Newbury brought a rare intelligence and grace to the battered clichés of songwriting. One of his gifts was a penchant for turning a stock phrase around with a simple touch. 'You only live once...' he sings, pauses, then adds '...in a while.' There is similar wit in the title of "Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)," and the refrain of "The 33rd of August," where he tells his audience that it is not only the 33rd of August, but also 'eight days from Sunday', though he is still 'Saturday bound.' Newbury loved to portray the out-of-tune or deranged state of mind of drunkards, lovers and drug users."- Perfect Sound Forever


La canzone è stata interpretata anche da Waylon Jennings, nel suo album Waylon del 1970
The song was also recorded by Waylon Jennings in his 1970 album Waylon:



Ed anche da Joan Baez nell'album "Blessed are..." (1971)
And also by Joan Baez in her 1917 album "Blessed are..."

Today, there's no salvation, the band's packed up and gone,
Left me standing with my penny in my hand.
There's a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his songs,
But he can see what they can't understand.

It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound.

Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain.
Woke up in a squad car, busted down for vagrancy,
Outside my cell as sure as hell, it looked like rain.

It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound.

But now I've got my dangerous feelings under lock and chain,
Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile.
Though the demons danced and sang their song within my fevered brain,
Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were defiled.

It's the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound.

inviata da L. E. - 21/4/2021 - 08:41



Lingua: Italiano

Traduzione italiana / Italian translation / Traduction italienne / Italiankielinen käännös:
Riccardo Venturi, 21-4-2021 11:21

Mickey Newbury, 1940-2002.
Mickey Newbury, 1940-2002.
Il 33 di agosto

Oggi 'un ci si salva, la banda ha fatto i bagagli e se n'è andata,
M'ha lasciato lì con du' spiccioli in mano.
Alla stazione un casino di gente, il cieco canta la sua canzone
Però vede quel che loro non possono capire.

È il trentatré di agosto, finalmente sto toccando terra,
Otto giorni dopo la domenica mi ritrovo diritto al sabato.

Una volta sono inciampato al buio, son cascato ginocchioni,
Mille e mille voci mi urlavan dentro al cervello.
Mi sono svegliato in un'auto di pattuglia, messo dentro per vagabondaggio,
Fuori dalla mia cella, ne son certo come che c'è l'inferno, sembrava piovesse.

È il trentatré di agosto, finalmente sto toccando terra,
Otto giorni dopo la domenica mi ritrovo diritto al sabato.

Ma ora i miei istinti pericolosi me li hanno incatenati e messi sotto chiave,
Mi sa che la mia natura violenta l'ho fatta fuori con un sorriso.
E anche se i dèmoni ballavano e cantavan la su' canzone col mio cervello sballato,
Non tutti i miei pensieri da Dio, Signore, ne eran rimasti profanati.

È il trentatré di agosto, finalmente sto toccando terra,
Otto giorni dopo la domenica mi ritrovo diritto al sabato.

21/4/2021 - 11:21



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