GRAND TOUR cd of cover version (2009)
GRAND TOUR
GRAND TOUR is a cd of 9 cover version:
1. Black is the colour (John Jacob Niles - Traditional)
Homage to Cathy Berberian
2. Mother Nature’s Son (Lennon - Mc Cartney)
3. Waterfront (David Sylvian)
4. Lead a normal life (Peter Gabriel)
5. Original Sinsuality (Tori Amos)
6. Ballad of Sacco & Vanzetti (Ennio Morricone - Joan Baez)
7. Exhibition of love (Faust’O)
8. Geordie (Fabrizio De Andrè)
9. In the warm room (Kate Bush)
All vocals, art direction, graphic, produced by Katya Sanna
Photos: Katya Sanna, Daniela Fiorino
Recorded & Mixed:
Fabio Fraschini, Luigi Colasanti Antonelli of Emerald Studio Recording tracks 3, 6, 8
Sergio Giancanterini tracks 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 9
Marco Ranaldi guitar track 2
Fabio Parisella piano track 3
Claudio Merico violin track 6
Fulvio Biondo keybords programming devices track 8
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KATYA SANNA www.katyasanna.it
1) BLACK IS THE COLOUR (Joh Jacob Niles - Traditional)
Black black black is the colour of my true love's hair
his lips are something rosy fair
the sweetest smile and the kindest hands
I love the grass whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the grass whereon he goes
if he know more on earth will be
'twill surely be the end of me
2) MOTHER NATURE'S SON (Lennon/McCartney)
Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature’s son.
All day long I’m sitting singing song for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream
see her water rise.
Listen to th pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my fild of grass
Mother Nature’s son.
Swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the Sun.
Mother Nature’s son
3) WATERFRONT (David Sylvian)
On the banks of a sunset beach
Messages scratched in sand
Beneath a roaming home of stars
Young boys try their hand
A spanish harbouring of sorts
In Catalonian bars
They were pulled from a sinking ship
And saved for last
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I’d like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
Watch the train steam full ahead
As it takes the bend
Empty carriages lose their tracks
And tumble to their end
So the world shrinks drop by drop
As the wine goes to your head
Swollen angels point and laugh
“This time your god is dead”
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I’d like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
Is our love strong enough ?
4) LEAD A NOMRAL LIFE (Pete Gabriel)
Its nice have with a view of the trees
Eating with a spoon?
They don’t give you knives?
‘Spect you watch those trees
blowing in the breeze
We want to see you lead a normal life
5) ORIGINAL SINSUALITY (Tori Amos)
There was a garden
In the beginning
Before the fall
Before Genesis
There was a tree there
A tree of the knowledge
Sophia would insist
You must eat of this
Original Sin?
No I don’t think so
Original Sinsuality
Original Sin?
No it should be
Original Sinsuality
Original Sin?
No I don’t think so.
Original Sinsuality
Yaldaboath Saklas
I’m calling you
Samael
You are not alone
I say
You are not alone
In your Darkness
You are not alone
6) THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI (joan Baez/Ennio Morricone)
Father, yes, I am a prisoner
Fear not to relay my crime
The crime is loving the forsaken
Only silence is shame
And now I'll tell you what's against us
An art that's lived for centuries
Go through the years and you will find
What's blackened all of history
Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power
Against us is the law!
Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent
Against us is the power of police!
The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold
Against us is the power of the gold!
Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact
that we are poor
My father dear, I am a prisoner
Don't be ashamed to tell my crime
The crime of love and brotherhood
And only silence is shame
With me I have my love, my innocence, the workers, and the poor
For all of this I'm safe and strong and hope is mine
Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars they need this instead
Imagination, suffering, light and love and care for every human being
You never steal, you never kill you are a part of hope and life
The revolution goes from man to man and heart to heart
And I sense when I look at the stars that we are children of life
Death is small
7) EXHIBITION OF LOVE (Faust’O)
Voices falling in a speaker
Words can really skim the water
Only a sceenic pointed finger
Never more a serious fighter
Shades of heaven
Shades of heaven on the meter
Shades of heaven on the meter
Antic ambience
Voices return touching my only side
Filling my head looking around in time
8) GEORDIE (Fabrizio De Andrè)
Mentre attraversavo London Bridge
un giorno senza sole
vidi una donna pianger d'amore,
piangeva per il suo Geordie.
Impiccheranno Geordie con una corda d'oro,
è un privilegio raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro.
Sellate il suo cavallo dalla bianca criniera
sellatele il suo pony
cavalcherà fino a Londra stasera
ad implorare per Geordie
Geordie non rubò mai neppure per me
un frutto o un fiore raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro.
Salvate le sue labbra, salvate il suo sorriso,
non ha vent'anni ancora
cadrà l'inverno anche sopra il suo viso,
potrete impiccarlo allora
Né il cuore degli inglesi né lo scettro del re
Geordie potran salvare,
anche se piangeran con te
la legge non può cambiare.
Così lo impiccheranno con una corda d'oro,
è un privilegio raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro
9) IN THE WARM ROOM (Kate Bush)
In the warm room
Her perfume reaches you.
Eventually you'll fall for her.
Down you'll go
To where the mellow wallows.
In the warm room
She'll touch you with your Mamma's hand.
You'll long to kiss those red lips,
But when you do
It'll feel like kicking a habit.
She'll tell you that she'll stay,
So you'd better barricade the way out.
She'll tell you she's true.
She'll tell you she loves you.
She's waiting in that warm room.
In the warm room
She prepares to go to bed.
She'll let you watch her undress,
Go places where
Your fingers long to linger.
In the warm room
You'll fall into her like a pillow.
Her thighs are soft as marshmallows.
Say hello
To the soft musk of her hollows.
She'll tell you that she'll stay,
So you'd better barricade the way out.
She'll tell you she's true.
She'll tell you she loves you.
She's waiting in that warm room.
1. Black is the colour (John Jacob Niles - Traditional)
Homage to Cathy Berberian
2. Mother Nature’s Son (Lennon - Mc Cartney)
3. Waterfront (David Sylvian)
4. Lead a normal life (Peter Gabriel)
5. Original Sinsuality (Tori Amos)
6. Ballad of Sacco & Vanzetti (Ennio Morricone - Joan Baez)
7. Exhibition of love (Faust’O)
8. Geordie (Fabrizio De Andrè)
9. In the warm room (Kate Bush)
All vocals, art direction, graphic, produced by Katya Sanna
Photos: Katya Sanna, Daniela Fiorino
Recorded & Mixed:
Fabio Fraschini, Luigi Colasanti Antonelli of Emerald Studio Recording tracks 3, 6, 8
Sergio Giancanterini tracks 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 9
Marco Ranaldi guitar track 2
Fabio Parisella piano track 3
Claudio Merico violin track 6
Fulvio Biondo keybords programming devices track 8
- LISTEN BUY THIS CD
www.yourindiecd.net/cd/Katya-Sanna
www.rockit.it/album/10616/katya-sanna-grand-tour
soon on http://cdbaby.com/cd/katyasanna
or SEND YOUR REQUEST TO katyasanna@gmail.com
KATYA SANNA www.katyasanna.it
1) BLACK IS THE COLOUR (Joh Jacob Niles - Traditional)
Black black black is the colour of my true love's hair
his lips are something rosy fair
the sweetest smile and the kindest hands
I love the grass whereon he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the grass whereon he goes
if he know more on earth will be
'twill surely be the end of me
2) MOTHER NATURE'S SON (Lennon/McCartney)
Born a poor young country boy
Mother Nature’s son.
All day long I’m sitting singing song for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream
see her water rise.
Listen to th pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my fild of grass
Mother Nature’s son.
Swaying daisies sing a lazy song beneath the Sun.
Mother Nature’s son
3) WATERFRONT (David Sylvian)
On the banks of a sunset beach
Messages scratched in sand
Beneath a roaming home of stars
Young boys try their hand
A spanish harbouring of sorts
In Catalonian bars
They were pulled from a sinking ship
And saved for last
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I’d like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
Watch the train steam full ahead
As it takes the bend
Empty carriages lose their tracks
And tumble to their end
So the world shrinks drop by drop
As the wine goes to your head
Swollen angels point and laugh
“This time your god is dead”
On the waterfront the rain
Is pouring in my heart
Here the memories come in waves
Raking in the lost and found of years
And though I’d like to laugh
At all the things that led me on
Somehow the stigma still remains
Is our love strong enough ?
4) LEAD A NOMRAL LIFE (Pete Gabriel)
Its nice have with a view of the trees
Eating with a spoon?
They don’t give you knives?
‘Spect you watch those trees
blowing in the breeze
We want to see you lead a normal life
5) ORIGINAL SINSUALITY (Tori Amos)
There was a garden
In the beginning
Before the fall
Before Genesis
There was a tree there
A tree of the knowledge
Sophia would insist
You must eat of this
Original Sin?
No I don’t think so
Original Sinsuality
Original Sin?
No it should be
Original Sinsuality
Original Sin?
No I don’t think so.
Original Sinsuality
Yaldaboath Saklas
I’m calling you
Samael
You are not alone
I say
You are not alone
In your Darkness
You are not alone
6) THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI (joan Baez/Ennio Morricone)
Father, yes, I am a prisoner
Fear not to relay my crime
The crime is loving the forsaken
Only silence is shame
And now I'll tell you what's against us
An art that's lived for centuries
Go through the years and you will find
What's blackened all of history
Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power
Against us is the law!
Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent
Against us is the power of police!
The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold
Against us is the power of the gold!
Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact
that we are poor
My father dear, I am a prisoner
Don't be ashamed to tell my crime
The crime of love and brotherhood
And only silence is shame
With me I have my love, my innocence, the workers, and the poor
For all of this I'm safe and strong and hope is mine
Rebellion, revolution don't need dollars they need this instead
Imagination, suffering, light and love and care for every human being
You never steal, you never kill you are a part of hope and life
The revolution goes from man to man and heart to heart
And I sense when I look at the stars that we are children of life
Death is small
7) EXHIBITION OF LOVE (Faust’O)
Voices falling in a speaker
Words can really skim the water
Only a sceenic pointed finger
Never more a serious fighter
Shades of heaven
Shades of heaven on the meter
Shades of heaven on the meter
Antic ambience
Voices return touching my only side
Filling my head looking around in time
8) GEORDIE (Fabrizio De Andrè)
Mentre attraversavo London Bridge
un giorno senza sole
vidi una donna pianger d'amore,
piangeva per il suo Geordie.
Impiccheranno Geordie con una corda d'oro,
è un privilegio raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro.
Sellate il suo cavallo dalla bianca criniera
sellatele il suo pony
cavalcherà fino a Londra stasera
ad implorare per Geordie
Geordie non rubò mai neppure per me
un frutto o un fiore raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro.
Salvate le sue labbra, salvate il suo sorriso,
non ha vent'anni ancora
cadrà l'inverno anche sopra il suo viso,
potrete impiccarlo allora
Né il cuore degli inglesi né lo scettro del re
Geordie potran salvare,
anche se piangeran con te
la legge non può cambiare.
Così lo impiccheranno con una corda d'oro,
è un privilegio raro.
Rubò sei cervi nel parco del re
vendendoli per denaro
9) IN THE WARM ROOM (Kate Bush)
In the warm room
Her perfume reaches you.
Eventually you'll fall for her.
Down you'll go
To where the mellow wallows.
In the warm room
She'll touch you with your Mamma's hand.
You'll long to kiss those red lips,
But when you do
It'll feel like kicking a habit.
She'll tell you that she'll stay,
So you'd better barricade the way out.
She'll tell you she's true.
She'll tell you she loves you.
She's waiting in that warm room.
In the warm room
She prepares to go to bed.
She'll let you watch her undress,
Go places where
Your fingers long to linger.
In the warm room
You'll fall into her like a pillow.
Her thighs are soft as marshmallows.
Say hello
To the soft musk of her hollows.
She'll tell you that she'll stay,
So you'd better barricade the way out.
She'll tell you she's true.
She'll tell you she loves you.
She's waiting in that warm room.
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Katya Sanna torna tra noi con questa coppia di uscite a brevissima distanza di tempo l’una dall’altra. Si tratta di due lavori alquanto differenti tra loro: Grand tour è un album di cover, scelte e selezionate dall’autrice tra artisti di diversa estrazione ma quasi tutti (tranne, forse, il grande Faust’O) di notevole fama: si va da John Lennon a David Sylvian, passando per Peter Gabriel, Kate Bush o Fabrizio De Andrè. Nelle tracce di questo CD la musica è molto rarefatta rispetto a quanto ascoltato in passato da quest’artista, ad esempio l’introduttiva “Black is the color” è costituita unicamente dal suono di onde e un leggero canto di gabbiani su cui si incastona il lavoro dell’ugola della cantante capitolina; in altri casi possono essere la chitarra, il pianoforte o il violino che, in solitudine, fanno compagnia ai vocalizzi o, addirittura, altrove è la voce stessa a prendersi la responsabilità di accompagnare se stessa in registrazioni successive. La cover di “Exhibition of love”, già presente nella compilation tributo a Faust’O, è probabilmente il brano di punta dell’album, caratterizzato da una base dark ambient su cui si sovrappone la voce recitante, sebbene anche “Geordie” di De Andrè, che ad un primo ascolto non mi era piaciuta, ha conquistato successivamente.. il mio gradimento. Impronte di Calliope è, invece, una collezione di cinque poesie composte dalla musicista e recitate su accompagnamenti.. musicali differenti e, in alcuni casi, dal canto della stessa autrice, talvolta parallelamente in lingua italiana e inglese. In questo caso si ha una sensazione di maggiora disomogeneità musicale, giustificata dal fatto che, probabilmente, non deve essere il suono al centro dell’attenzione...
ANKH
Da www.losingtoday.com
Katya Sanna alle prese con nove cover d'autore. L'omaggio a Cathy Berberian, che interpretò “Black Is The Color” nelle Folk Songs dirette da Luciano Berio, apre il cd e crea subito l'atmosfera solenne e elegante che si manterrà con alti e bassi durante l'intera raccolta. La Sanna ha arrangiato le canzoni quasi sempre solo per chitarra e voci. In qualche caso anche con un pianoforte o un violino. Melodie messe a nudo che mostrano tutta la loro bellezza: “Mother Nature's Son” dei Beatles, “Waterfront” di David Sylvian, “In The Warm Room” di Kate Bush e poi anche “La ballata di Sacco e Vanzetti” riproposta nella versione di Joan Baez. La selezione tradisce però il pubblico di ultra quarantenni a cui questo cd sembra destinato.
ROBERTO MANDOLINI