Martha Wainwright

Martha Wainwright é uma cantora e compositora canadense/americana, irmã do também fantástico Rufus Wainwright. Ambos vieram de uma família musical e mantém um estilo mais voltado para o Folk-Rock.

Martha tem três albuns gravados (Martha Wainwright (2005), I Know You’re Married But I’ve Got Feelings Too (2008), Sans Fusils, Ni Souliers, à Paris: Martha Wainwright’s Piaf Record (2009)) sendo que o último é em homenagem a Édith Piaf.

Apresentações Wikipedia a parte, o que mais me chama a atenção é o “peso” e a força de sua voz e de suas composições.

Abaixo uma música do primeiro CD. Letra e melodia fortes.

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Poetry is no place for a heart that’s a whore
And I’m young & I’m strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired

And I’ve been poked & stoked
It’s all smoke, there’s no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I’ve been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I’m cracking up
And you have no idea

No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I’ve been watching in bars
Who’ve been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody…

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

For you, whoever you are…

PS: Engraçado como as palavras vêm de forma aleatória escrever alguns exatos momentos… A descrição se define, mas as a respostas, ainda não vem.