Stan Ridgway- "God sleeps in a caboose"

"Songwriter" et "storyteller" qui s'inscrit en droite ligne avec l'américanité "underground" depuis plus de trente ans et sous-estimé, je lui rend hommage pour m'avoir donné la chance d'assister à un de ses concerts à l'ancien Café Campus à Montréal dans les années 80, et qui demeure vif dans ma mémoire à l'écoute récente de cet album exceptionnel: "Snakebite", paru en 2004.

Un harmoniciste hors pair, doublé d'un compositeur accompli qui suit sa voie à travers le temps.

"God sleeps in a Caboose"

Hear that train rollin' down the track

Passin' by this old shack

Whistle blow and it blows again

Just a lonely sound comin' through the wind

And on those tracks, in an old box-car

My mind is racin' and a-travelling far

Far away

Just ridin' on that train

Big boss man, he work me awful hard

Liftin' freight out in his railroad yard

But hungry kids need clothes and shoes

And moms and dads need their pills and booze

Pills and booze

Just ridin' on that train

Now maybe one day I'll climb up inside

And in that old box-car, I will ride

Ride away

I'll be ridin' on that train

Now, can you hear me, Mister Engineer?

It's not my place to push or interfere

On your train

I'm riding on your train

This world is old and this world is mad

Some people only missin' what they never had

On your train

I'm riding on that train

Hear a drop of rain hit the windowsill

Thunder rolls up behind the hill

But tonight alone I got no sleep I've found

I can hear that clock tickin' my seconds down

Seconds down

Ridin' on that train

And if there's one thing people know is true

Everybody here end up leaving you

On that train

Just ridin' up that train

And over the hill where the full moon shine

The only thing left is love you leave behind

On that train

I'm riding on that train....

Stan Ridgway-2004