JULII RACING: LOBO SUELTO CORDERO ATADO (1993)

Lament......Luca

It's strange the way that past seems always fine

while the present wears me down and time and time

and time lies heavy over me as it does over you

and the distance and what you said I know it wasn't true.

Every hour every minute is like a hundred years

and the pain I feel is measured not in inches but in tears,

so woman, friend or foe,

just hold me close and please don't let me go.

Well, my life now is ok in the morning in the day

but the night is long the night is sad

and that’s when I have dreams I know you never had,

I know that I was wrong, I know that I was bad

so baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,

won't you come this way?

I'm walking down the street,

I see the people that meet each other

they kiss and talk and talk and kiss and talk

but I feel so alone.

And the world is made of stone

and everybody’s freezing to the bones

even known it might be warm,

even known it isn't cold.

martes, 21 de diciembre de 2010

LOBO SUELTO CORDERO ATADO (1993)

LOBO SUELTO CORDERO ATADO (1993)

"Son todas aerografías gigantes creadas en relación a los textos evocando los personajes de las letras. Yo me encargué del álbum más oscuro. Además, había muchas ganas de mostrar el trabajo de Semilla Bucciarelli, que es tan músico como artista plástico.

Yo siempre fui admirador de la época de las grandes tapas del rock, de los primeros setenta, algunas hechas por el artista Lucas Gatti. Pero siempre consideré que el peor ilustrador es aquel cuyo trabajo toma más valor que la obra para la que trabaja."

Curiosidad: las tipografías corresponden a un alfabeto creado por el bajista Semilla Bucciarelli.

Rocambole.