Es nevarētu teikt, ka es par kādu dikti fanoju, jo manas emocijas pat pret Tērneru ir stipri dalītas - yes/no, latviešu valodā izsakoties - viens grāvis un pēc kāda brīža - otrs. Un mainīties tas var skaitītu sekunžu laikā, gandrīz vai tajā pašā momentā. Jo īpaši, skatoties uz puisi "dzīvajā". Es, protams, varu ņerkstēt kā bada kuņa par šādiem un tādiem viņa personības izpausmes aspektiem, taču šovakar, braucot mājās no darba, man atkal pieleca, cik ļoti labs un talantīgs tekstu autors viņš tomēr ir. Un viena no iezīmēm ir tā, ka viņš nerīmē kā vairums tekstu autoru, kur klišeja ir pantiņš - piedziedājums.
Kaut vai šis.
"Brianstorm"
Brian
Top marks for not trying
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful, so strangely comforted
And I wonder
Are you putting us under
'Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the t-shirt and ties combination?
Well, see you later, innovator
Some want to kiss, some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
'Cause you're smooth, and you're wet
And she's not aware yet
But she's yours
She'll be saying, use me
Show me the jacuzzi
I imagine that it's there, on a plate
You're whole rendezvous rate
Means that you'll never be frightened
To make them wait for a while
I doubt it's your style
Not to get what you set
Out to acquire the eyes are on fire
You are the unforecasted storm
Hup
Calm, collected and commanding
(Top marks for not trying)
You leave the other stories standing
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cause you've stolen their
Thunder
Are you putting us under
'Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the t-shirt and ties combination
Well, see you later, innovator
