La mia estate lombarda

«in montagna sei all’aperto, che più aperto non si può e allora devi essere aperta, lieta, commossa della fortuna di trovarti lì.»

Erri de Luca, Sulla traccia di Nives, 2016 Feltrinelli ed.

 

 

Il brano dei Talking Heads (Nothing but) Flowers, dall’album Naked del 1988, che ho scelto come colonna sonora della mia carrellata d’immagini, mi è sempre piaciuto moltissimo.

Il testo di David Byrne è sagace, permeato di fine ironia e privo di qualunque nota retorica che spesso connota le dichiarazioni ambientaliste.

Una narrazione paradossale proietta un uomo e una donna, an Adam and an Eve, in un mondo paradisiaco, Garden of Eden, immersi nella natura e circondati da fiori. Non ci sono che quelli, nothing but flowers.

Che fine hanno fatto le auto, le fabbriche, i centri commerciali, le autostrade, i parcheggi, i microonde? Ora tutto è fiori, montagne e fiumi, prati e alberi, pure il supermercato è diventato un campo di pannocchie.

In un rovesciamento d’immagine, il «dove c’era l’erba ora c’è una città» si trasforma in «questa era area fabbricabile, ora è solo campo e alberi», «dov’è la città? Adesso, non è nient’altro che fiori».

Una regressione al contrario: Don’t leave me stranded here I can’t get used to this lifestyle / Non lasciatemi qui non so abituarmi a questa vita: messaggio potente, irrisione davvero efficace del consumismo anni ‘80 da estendere oggi, XXI secolo, al negazionismo dei problemi ambientali.

Here we stand
Like an Adam and an Eve
Waterfalls
The Garden of Eden
Two fools in love
So beautiful and strong
The birds in the trees
Are smiling upon them
From the age of the dinosaurs
Cars have run on gasoline
Where, where have they gone?

Now, it's nothing but flowers

There was a factory
Now there are mountains and rivers

You got it, you got it
We caught a rattlesnake
Now we got something for dinner
We got it, we got it
There was a shopping mall
Now it's all covered with flowers

You've got it, you've got it
If this is paradise
I wish I had a lawnmower
You've got it, you've got it
Years ago
I was an angry young man
And I'd pretend
That I was a billboard
Standing tall
By the side of the road
I fell in love
With a beautiful highway
This used to be real estate
Now it's only fields and trees

Where, where is the town?
Now, it's nothing but flowers

The highways and cars
Were sacrificed for agriculture
I thought that we'd start over
But I guess I was wrong

Once there were parking lots
Now it's a peaceful oasis

You've got it, you've got it
This was a Pizza Hut
Now it's all covered with daisies
You got it, you got it
it
I miss the honky tonks,
Dairy Queens, and 7-Elevens
You got it, you got it
And as things fell apart
Nobody paid much attention
You got it, you got I dream of cherry pies,
Candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies
You got it, you got it
We used to microwave
Now we just eat nuts and berries
You got it, you got it
This was a discount store,
Now it's turned into a cornfield

You've got it, you've got it
Don't leave me stranded here
I can't get used to this lifestyle