Diário de um Frustrado

Uma vez mais a música. Uma das minhas cantoras preferidas é Lily Allen. Além de Norah Jones, Lily Allen consegue ser a única cantora da actualidade capaz de me fazer comprar os seus discos originais. É um dos raros exemplos em que tenho sérias dificuldades em identificar uma música que consiga dizer "esta dispenso", o que é notável para um crítico tão exigente como eu no ramo musical.

Todas as músicas de Lily Allen têm um sentido. As letras foram pensadas e são dirigidas a alguém ou a alguma situação da vida. Isso aproxima-me ainda mais das suas músicas. A cantora britânica tem uma música no seu primeiro disco que se chama Everything's Just Wonderful, um género de dedicatória a tudo e a todos aqueles que insistem em estragar-nos a vida, mas que, apesar de tudo, não abalam a nossa estabilidade e, mesmo com todas as dores de cabeça e adversidades ainda temos força para dizer "Everything's Just Wonderful".

Deixo a letra para que possam apreciar:

Do you think everything, everyone
Is goin' mental?

It seems to me,
We're spiralling out of control
And don't you think
This time is yours, this time is mine
It's tempermental

It seems to me,
We're on all fours,
Crawling on our knees, someone help us please

Oh Jesus, Christ Almighty,
Do I feel alright? No, not slightly.
I wanna get a flat, I know I can afford it
It's just the bureaucrats that won't give me a mortgage.
It's very funny, 'cause I got your fucking money
And I'm never gonna get it, just 'cause of my bad credit.

Oh well, I guess I mustn't grumble
I suppose it's just the way the cookie crumbles.

Oh, yeah, so fine
Everything's just wonderful
I'm havin' the time of my life.

Another one,
Something else, something new
What have we got here?
And don't you feel, it's all the same,
Some sick game, it's so insincere.

I wish I could, change the ways
Of the world, make it a nice place
Until that day, I guess we stay
Doin' what we do, screwin' who we screw.

Why can't I sleep at night?
Don't say it's gonna be alright,
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognase,
And not feel bad about it for days and days and days,
All the magazines they talk about weight loss,
If I buy those jeans, I can look like Kate Moss
I know that it's not the life I chose,
But I guess that's just the way that things go.

Oh, yeah, so fine
Everything's just wonderful
I'm havin' the time of my life.

Oh Jesus, Christ Almighty,
Do I feel alright? No, not slightly.
I wanna get a flat, I know I can afford it
It's just the bureaucrats that won't give me a mortgage.
It's very funny, 'cause I got your fucking money
And I'm never gonna get it, just 'cause of my bad credit.

Oh well, I guess I mustn't grumble
I suppose it's just the way the cookie crumbles.