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Nytt Aug 2009

Kultur og finanskrise
Søndag 30.

Kulturkamp mot Frp?
Mandag 24.

Nrk med dikt igjen
Onsdag 19.

Keivhendte, ein minoritet
Torsdag 13.

Større alternativ messe i år
Lørdag 8.

Elektronisk poesi 2009
Søndag 2.

Blues, blues
Lørdag 1.

Lørdag 1. August 2009

Blues, blues

Bluesfestivalen i Notodden er over halvvegs. Bluesen har ein europeisk hovud-
stad i den vesle norske byen Notodden. Dette har å gjere med kva byen står for, må ein tru.

Eg vil gjerne sitere ein bluestekst her, og eg vel ein av dei originalaste tekstane, nemleg Bob Dylans halvvegs parodiske, men likevel sterke Rainy day women #12 & 35, frå midten av 1960-åra. Denne veit eg er blitt sunge i Notodden i år og sikkert som entusiastisk allsong:


Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to keep your seat.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' on the floor.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' to the door.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
They'll stone ya when you are young and able.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to make a buck.
They'll stone ya and then they'll say, «good luck.»
Tell ya what, I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end.
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again.
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car.
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Yes, but I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone.
They'll stone you when you are walking home.
They'll stone you and then say you are brave.
They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave.
But I would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.


Så langt Bob Dylan, og det er god blues, og det er samtidig god lyrikk, er det ikkje?


De steiner deg når du vil værra snill
De steiner deg for det er det de vil.
(...)
Hele folket må bli steine
= frå Jan Erik Volds omsetjing, i hans og Kåre Viruds regi rundt i landet.