Temos o prazer de vos apresentar o último romântico, Terence Trent D'Arby

É um grande músico, mas azarado: surgiu quando explodia já o tb. talentoso artista Prince, pelo que foi sendo ofuscado, ele que é lunar.
Terence Trent D'Arby nasceu no Harlem (N. Iorque) em 1962, e foi expulso da tropa, na RFA (1985). Pouco depois, lança Introducing the hardline according to Terence Trent D'Arby (1987), um êxito imediato graças à balada «Sign your name», além doutras canções cheias de energia, soul e R&B.
Em 1995, e após 2 bons lp's mal acolhidos, sai o brilhante Vibrator (vd. videoclip em baixo, dum concerto ao vivo em Londres). É a sua melhor fase artística, aliando lirismo tocante e energia orgasmática. Junta-se aos INXS em 1999, substituindo brevemente o seu amigo (entretanto falecido) Michael Hutchence.
Em 2001, muda de nome legal e artístico para Sananda Maitreya, vem para a Europa e envereda por uma via espiritual pessoal, conciliando descoberta individual, amor, paz e harmonia. Desde então trabalhou no álbum Angels & vampires (vol. 1 de 2005, vol. 2 de 2006). Ainda não deu para perceber se é tão bom qt. aqueles, quem quiser comparar pode ir ao seu site e ouvir amostras.
Este gato sarado vive agora em Itália, com uma bela italiana, sorte a dele. Sorte a nossa, tb., por termos o privilégio de admirar a sua arte.
A balada que aqui se mostra é uma das melhores canções de amor das últimas décadas. Se não acreditam, vão espreitar...

Holding on to you

I left the east side for a west coast beauty

A girl who burned my thoughts like kisses

She was down by street decree

She swore she'd pull my best years out of me

Fat painted lips on a live wire beauty

A tangerine girl with tambourine eyes

Her face was my favourite magazine

Her body was my favourite book to read

They say that all poets must have and unrequited love

As all lovers must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you means letting go on pain

Means letting go of tears

Means letting go of rain

Means letting go of what's not real

Holding on to you

I left the rough side for a seaside baby

A chamomile smile that pouts on cue

For every moment I breathe her sigh

Her bosom contains my sweet alibi

In an emotional mist she breathes in fog

And breathes it out as garden flowers

Why me of all the tough talking boys?

I guess she heard my heartbeat through the noise

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love

As all lovers must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you means letting go of pain

Means letting go of tears

Means letting go of the rain

Holding on to you

Means letting sorrows heal

Means letting go of what's not real

Holding on to you

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love

As all lovers I'm sure must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you means letting sorrows heal

Means letting go of what's not real

Holding on to you

I left the east coast for a west coast beauty

A woman who burned my thoughts like kisses

She was down by street decree

She swore she'd pull my best years out of me

Fat wet lips on a sea salt canvas

Goodbye Picasso hello Dolly/Dali

The soil is fertile where her footsteps trod

She's my new religion she's all I got

They say that all poets must have an unrequited love

As all lovers I'm sure must have thought provoking fears

But holding on to you means letting go of pain

Means letting go of tears

Means letting go of rain

Means letting sorrows heal

It means letting go