記憶中的美好事物

最近開始聆聽Beatles的音樂
並不是因為自己是他們的忠實歌迷
只是想從他們的音樂中了解
當時的生活
當時的音樂需求
當時的人們在想些什麼

出乎意料
自己很快地融入他們的音樂
從他們輕快,幽默,豪邁的旋律及歌詞中
感受到他們對音樂的熱誠及那種"拿著一把吉他征服全世界"夢想
他們 的確實現了那個遙不可及卻又成真的夢想
也感受到
輕狂沸騰的熱血及生澀細膩的感傷

環繞在我腦海中久久不去的
並不是Yesterday,Hey Jude 或者Let it be
而是由Paul Mccartney所創作的Eleanor Rigby
歌曲一開始由小提琴當背景音樂配上Paul略為沙啞的歌喉及其他成員的合聲
聽了第一個旋律後
便愛上這首歌
小提琴展現抑揚頓挫的楽曲及Paul的歌聲敘述一段悲傷的故事
賦予Eleanor Rigby應有的靈魂


Eleanor Rigby

Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been,
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window, wearing a face she keeps in a jar by the door,
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Father McKenzie, writing the words of a sermon that no-one will hear,
No-one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there nobody there,
What does he care?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Ah, look at all the lonely people.
Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.
No-one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?