Manu Lafer

Músico e Compositor

Somebody like Me

Somebody Like Me

Manu tem se revelado um sensível intérprete do American Songbook. Somebody Like Me é sua primeira incursão no pop americano, aqui em uma vertente com raízes no folk, no rock e no funk. Manu interpreta as canções de Bobbie Gentry, cantora que teve um sucesso enorme e meteórico, chegando a bater os Beatles nas paradas, em 1967 e ainda é regravada e cultuada.
Foi pioneira ao produzir seu próprio show em Las Vegas, compondo e coreografando o repertório e criando os figurinos, num meio competitivo e machista, chegou a ter o então principiante Elton John como vocalista, frequentava o mesmo hotel de Elvis Presley e foi casada com o astro do country Jim Stafford. É até hoje é considerada um modelo de lirismo e narrativa, comparada a Johnny Mercer na música e a William Faulkner na literatura, ambos do sul dos Estados Unidos, tão familiar e intrigante para nós, brasileiros. Teve ainda seu próprio show de TV. Sua obra talvez não seja mais conhecida devido à reclusão que ela se impôs, com uma precoce aposentadoria do show business no final dos anos 1970.
Manu interpreta algumas das obras mais significativas do repertório da cantora, acompanhado pelos premiados músicos Tito Oliveira (bateria), Tó Brandileone (guitarra, banjo, outros instrumentos) e Mikael Muti (teclados e programações), com a participação do percussionista Gabi Guedes e a produção musical de Alê Siqueira.
O estilo das versões originais de Gentry era impropriamente classificado no mercado fonográfico como country, já que tinha componentes nitidamente característicos de soul, folk e black. Estes elementos ricos e variados são incorporados ao álbum de Manu, onde rock e pop se mesclam a ritmos brasileiros, como o ijexá, o samba rock e a bossa nova – que já aparecia nos arranjos de Bobbie.
Além da regravação do enorme sucesso Ode To Billie Joe (tão inesperado que o nome Billy foi grafado incorretamente devido à pressa na prensagem extra não programada) e de marcas registradas como Benjamin, aparecem obras mais raras como Another Place, Another Time e ainda regravações de Bobbie Gentry para Rainmaker, de Harry Nilsson, Peaceful, de Kenny Rankin, cuja letra Gentry modificou discretamente para dar tintas de tragédia e feminismo, e Apartment 21, na voz, piano e violão de aço de Brian Gari, compositor americano, colaborador de Manu e neto de Eddie Cantor, apoiado pelos vocais do conjunto baiano Banda de Boca.


Faixas

1. Touch them with love (John Hurley, Ronnie Wilkins)

Yoh, my good man
won’t you come here and see about me
I can hear the angels singing
I believe I’m about to be free
Billy called the doctor
he said I’m sorry but you don’t need me
you better touch them with love
touch them with lo-love
touch them with love, love, love

Yoh! Yoh, deacon
won’t you say a little prayer on me
my parade leaves soon, oh buddy
and i can’t be left behind
the deacon made a jump back
made a high sign and then he cried
you gotta touch them with love
touch them with lo-love
touch them with love, love, love

Tell mom and daddy
That i certainly would be pleased
if they’d pack me up real loose
So i touch everybody i see
touch them with love
touch them with lo-love
touch them with love love love

Touch them with love (true love)
touch them with lot love (one love)
touch them with love (real love)
touch them with lot love (good love) (2x)

Touch them with love


2. Ode to Billie Joe (Bobbie Gentry)

It was the third of June
Another sleepy, dusty, delta day
I was out chopping cotton
And my brother was baling hay
and at dinner time we stopped
And walked back to the house to eat
and mamma hollered out the back door
You all remember to wipe your feet
and then she said
I got some news this morning
From choctaw ridge
today Billie Joe mcallister
Jumped off the Tallahatchie bridge

Papa said to mamma
As he passed around the black-eyed peas
oh, Billie Joe never had a lick of sense,
Pass the biscuits, please
there’s five more acres
In the lower forty
I’ve got to plow
And mamma said
It was a shame about Billie Joe anyhow
seems like nothing ever comes to no good
Up on choctaw ridge
and now Billie Joe Mcallister’s
Jumped off the Tallahatchie bridge

Brother said he recollected
When he and tom and Billie Joe
put a frog down my back
At the Carroll county picture show
and wasn’t i talking to him
After church last Sunday night
I’ll have another piece of apple pie
You know, it don’t seem right
I saw him at the sawmill yesterday
On Choctaw ridge
and now you tell me
Billie joe’s jumped off
The Tallahatchie bridge

Mamma said to me
Child, what’s happened to your appetite?
Well, i been cooking all morning
And you haven’t touched a single bite
that nice young preacher brother taylor
Dropped by today
said he’d be pleased to have dinner on sunday
Oh by the way, he said he saw a girl
That looked a lot like you up on choctaw ridge
and she and billie joe was throwing something
Off the Tallahatchie bridge

A year has come and gone
Since we heard the news ‘bout Billie Joe
brother married Becky Thompson
They bought a store in Tupelo
there was a virus going round
Papa caught it and he died last spring
and now mamma doesn’t seem to want to do much of anything
and me, I spend a lot of time
Picking flowers up on Choctaw ridge
and drop them into
The muddy water off the Tallahatchie bridge


3. Peaceful (Kenny Rankin)

In the morning fun when no one
Will be drinking any more wine
I’ll wake the sun up by giving him
a fresh share full of the wind cup

And I won’t be found in the shadows hiding sorrow
i can wait for fate to bring around to me
any part of my tomorrow, tomorrow

’Cause its so, so peaceful here
No one bending over my shoulder
nobody breathing in my ear
oh, so peaceful here

In the evening shadows are calling me
and the dew is settled in my mind
and I think of my friends in the yesterday
when my plans were giggled in rhyme

I had a son while on the run
his love brought a tear in my eye
But somehow I know if he would live to grow
he would have been a pretty nice guy
Oh my, oh my
‘Cause it’s so, so peaceful here
no one bending over my shoulder
nobody breathing in my ear
oh, so peaceful here


4. Benjamin (Bobbie Gentry)

Benjamin rode out of Montana
on a Palomino pony
told me he was all alone
he lost his family in forty nine
Benjamin took me to San Diego
guess we caused quite a commotion
selling Pacific ocean water
and calling it seaweed wine

I never had as good a friend as Benjamin
he loved to travel
he’d been every place i’d been and back again
that boy could unravel
stories that would make your eyes
big as blackberry pies, i’m telling you
life could be fun for anyone
who had a good friend like Benjamin
had a good friend like Benjamin

Oh me and ben thumbed a ride to Alabama
spent the summer picking cotton
it was so doggone hot
we bought us a three-speed electric fan
then at night we’d drink a Coca-Cola
listen to the rain a’falling
hearing the bob white calling
as though he’d known we’d understand

Ben and me spent some time in Oklahoma
living on a reservation
working at the service station
pumping gas and passing time
we caught a train down to Harlan county
thinking we were awful lucky
just to walk along a Kentucky backroad
without no reason nor rhyme


5. Greyhound going somewhere (Bobbie Gentry)

There ain’t much time to say goodbye
but let me try while we have a last cup of coffee
the love you need I couldn’t give
the life I lead you wouldn’t want to live, believe me

So ride me to the station and I’ll be on my way
there’s a greyhound going somewhere
and I just want to say I’m leaving
there’s a greyhound going somewhere
think I just might go there too

Well I could stay another day
but I’m afraid you’ll want me to say i love you
it‘s not that I won’t
it’s just that I don’t want
to leave another heart behind me breaking

So ride me……think I just might go there too, I’m leaving
Detroit, Cincinnati, Seattle
Chattanooga, Kansas City, Dallas
San Francisco, maybe LA, Nashville


6. Recollection (Bobbie Gentry)

She licks her finger and dampens her eye
to make people think she is crying
for all around her are tear-sorrowed faces
but she is too young to know dying
outside the window tree branches sway down
long glassy fingers sweep snow-covered ground
while inside a woman is moaning softly
for loss of a son

She sees black-ribboned white roses and hears
a man with bald head heavily sighing
then bravely she turns her gaze back to the box
where a broken young body is lying
outside the crystal icicles shine bright
casting a prism, reflecting the light
that sends rainbows dancing across the brow
of a pastor in prayer

She touches her face to see if the mouth tears
she put on with her finger are drying
then her young attention is drawn back outside
where she watches a small brown bird flying
coming to land on the icy fence rail
with such a momentum it skids on its tail
and she laughs so loud and then quickly
claps her small hand to her mouth


7. Mississippi delta (Bobbie Gentry)

M I double s I, double s I, double p I (2x)

Right in the middle of the cotton belt
down in the Mississippi delta
wearing last years possum pelt
smack dab in the Mississippi delta

Have me a little of that Johnny cake
a little bit of that apple pan dowdy
picking them scoopernons off that vine
chigger bite, it’s going to beat howdy
ate me a bucket of a muscadine
sit on the riverbank after dark
drop my line down a crawded hole
do him in with a scaly bark

One-ree-o-ree-eerie-ann
fidderliss-farce-nickory-John-queery-quan

M I double s I double s I double p i
M I double s I double s I double p i

Right in the middle of the cotton belt
down in the Mississippi delta
wearing last years possum pelt
smack dab in the Mississippi delta

Sitting here scratching mosquito bites
old fox, done give him the slip
watching the morning glories grow
in biloxi on an overnight trip

I bet five dollars to win two bits
eat a peppermint stick on Sunday
ain’t no use in a hurrying up
can’t leave till a week from Monday

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In the Mississippi delta
Miss-iss-siss-ippi delta


8. Chickasaw county child (Bobbie Gentry)

Just outside of delta country
where the bitter weeds’re growing wild
born seven miles outside of woodland
was a Chicasaw county child
And papa done brung us some peppermint candy
mamma fixed a custard pie
bought her a store-bought doll from Jackson
she’s ‘an apple of everyone’s eye
Chickasaw county child is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child, you gonna be somebody someday

Sporting her checkered feedsack dress
a ruby ring from a cracker jack box
shuffling on down that gravel road
barefooted and chunking rocks
Mamma said look here dumplin
you’ll go far, cause you got style
ain’t nothing in this world gonna hold her back
her pretty Chickasaw county child
Chickasaw county child is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child, you gonna be somebody someday

Leaving the county a week from monday
ain’t got much to pack
a tin can of black strap sorghum molases
and her mamma’s almanac
Mamma done made her a brand new dress
made of blue polka dotted silk
two postcards from california
and a gallon of buttermilk
Chickasaw county child is gonna be ok
Chickasaw county child, you gonna be somebody someday
you gonna be somebody someday
you gonna be somebody someday


9. Sweet peony (Bobbie Gentry)

I want you to meet me at my houseboat
be sure and wear your little black rubber rain coat
write you a letter on thin lined note…
…paper, hide it in the tree where the houseboat float

Pulled a pully bone and make a fat wish
crawded in the skillet, gonna catch a catfish
write you a letter on thin line note…
…paper, hide it on the table in the catfish dish

‘cause it’s sweet peony it’s my dream
it’s a sweet peony, it’s my dream

Houseboat floating down the bayou
tried to catch a fish and now I think I’ll try you
write you a letter on thin line note…
…paper in a tree, a dish, and in the bayou too

And if our eyelids are getting heavy
we’ll dock our houseboat on the muddy levy
read all the letters on the thin lined note…
…paper, wad ‘em up and eat ‘em on the bayou

‘cause it’s sweet peony it’s my dream
it’s a sweet peony, it’s my dream

I want you to meet me at my houseboat
be sure and wear your little black rubber rain coat
write you a letter on thin lined note…
…paper, hide it in the tree where the houseboat float
‘cause it’s sweet peony it’s my dream
it’s a sweet peony, it’s my dream


10. Rainmaker (Bill Martin, Harry Nilsson)

First day in august last rain was in May
when the rainmaker came to Kansas
in the middle of a dusty day
said the rainmaker to the people
give me what you’re all prepared to pay
said the rainmaker to the people
and I’ll conjure up a rain today
ninety degrees ‘neath the trees where it’s shady
hundred and ten in the hot sun
heat from the street burned the feet of the ladies
see how they run

Called down the lightning by a mystical name
and the rainmaker called on the thunder
and then suddenly it began to rain
then the rainmaker passed his hat to the people
but the people all turned away
and the rainmaker’s eyes and the Kansas skies
well they both became a darker grey

First day in august last rain was in May
when the rainmaker came to Kansas
in the middle of a dusty day
and the rainmaker smiled as he hitched up his wagon
and without a word he rode way
and the people of the town heard the sound of his laughter
and they knew the rain had come to stay
Rain, rain, go away, come again another day


11. Belinda (Bobbie Gentry)

When I first met Belinda
it was down in Corpus Christi
back in august, I believe, in fifty three

She was working as a dancer
and her life-size tinted photo
beckoned tantalizingly from the marquee

The red neon was flashing
music poured out on the street
and the club, I’m sure, had seen it’s better days
and a sea of bleary eyes
and upturned faces watched Belinda
as she danced within the noisy, smoky haze

You may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
she moved her lips but didn’t make a sound
you may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
then she’d dip and twirl and smile and dance around

Belinda was a beauty
she revealed her body slowly
so that all the cowboys strained and craned to see
her sequined skirts would swirl and twirl
and catch the light and sparkle
and Belinda’s eyes would wander restlessly

Now I didn’t know Belinda
when she was a little girl
but as a child, I’m sure she often dreamed
and I used to wonder, used to ponder
just what did go wrong
but then Belinda was not always what she seemed

You may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
she moved her lips but didn’t make a sound
you may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
then she’d dip and twirl and smile and dance around

Then one night I wrote a hasty note
and threw it on the stage
asking her if she would have a drink with me
and we talked of many things
about the sunshine and the country
and a tear came to her eye quite suddenly

And I listened to her, thought about her
finally I asked her
tell me Belinda, what does your life mean
she looked me in the eye
and told me forty bucks a week
and to be a damn good dancing burlesque queen

You may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
she said to me as she prepared to go
you may know my body
but you cannot know my mind
then she laughed and left to do her second show


12. Somebody like me (Bobbie Gentry)

How could you fall this time
fall for that same old line
a line I knew you’ve heard from me
at least a hundred times?

But here I am again
you’ll take me back and then
it won’t be long till I’ll be gone
upon my way again

what’s somebody like you
loving somebody like me for me baby
what’s somebody like you
loving somebody like me for child (2x)

Baby, sorry, it’s only me
don’t want nobody staying up late at night
waiting on me, waiting on me, waiting on me

Can’t seem to settle down
maybe I’ll just hang around
but every time you pick me up
I guess I take you down

Though I wonder why you want me, somehow

I , just know if you stopped loving me
I’d crawl on off and die

what’s somebody like you
loving somebody like me for me baby
what’s somebody like you
loving somebody like me for child (2x)

Better go find somebody to love you
better go find somebody to love (3x)


13. Another place, another time (Bobbie Gentry)

Another place, another time,
another song, another rhyme
is it so wrong to wish it so?
The seasons come, the seasons go
another year, another day,

So long ago, and far away
there was a time when we could do anything
with a brown paper bag and a piece of string
go for a ride, we’d put the car-top down
somehow we’d end up in another town
funny how things can turn themselves around

there was a time when we could go anywhere
and not have to worry ‘bout things when we got there
we used to think the world was doin’ fine
travelin’ below that macon county line
funny how people can be so unkind

There was a time when we could be anyone
a time when things were good and life was fun
when i met you, it was my lucky day
didn’t have time to say what i wanted to say
sure gonna miss you when you go away


14. Apartment 21 (John Buck Wilkin)

Rain on my Sunday shoes, pick up the daily news
looks like tomorrows blues but it’s better than none
Call on the telephone, knowing’ that she’s not home
I’ll put on the rolling stones and I can have me some fun

Start up a flight of stairs, stand up and comb your hair
try not to change things more than you can withstand
Get into something new, stay for a year or two
pick up the pieces where you think they might land

Every day goes, another day is gone
hate to say so but I’m getting older day by day

Take off all your clothes, stand up and wipe your nose
cry for your daddy…you lost so long ago
Jump on another plane, today it’s all the same
chase me to Boston, girl, ‘cause that’s how it goes

I’m here in apartment 21, stop by and have some fun
say how you doing, you old son of a gun
Look in the photograph, lord, though it make you laugh
for all those changes, and what have you done?

So i sing

Lalala, lalala
Lalala, la
Lalala, la
Lala, (la)
Lalalala (2x)

Sit down and write a song
Wait til the days grow long
Wait for the autumn wind
To blow me away



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