Paul Simon: The Boy In The Bubble | Song-Factsheet

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Song «The Boy In The Bubble» von Paul Simon.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1986 08 12 (Album), 1987 03 07 (Single),
Label: Warner Bros. 7599-25447, Warner Bros. PRO-A 2652
Songwriter Forere Motloheloa & Paul Simon
Produktion: Paul Simon
Genre: Rock - Folkrock, Rock - Singer-Songwriter

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In den Linernotes zur 2012-CD-Ausgabe betont Jesse Kornbluth, dass dieser Eröffnungstrack von Graceland in den ersten 45 Minuten mehr schillernde Informationen enthält als jeder andere: 9 Sekunden lang Exposition des Akkordeons, hereinbrechende martialische Trommelschläge wie von Kanonen, Simons sehr neutrale Stimme, die von einer Szene in einem warmen Land erzählt, dann von Soldaten (gibt es hier (Bürger-)Krieg?), dann von einer explodierten Bombe (ja, schaurig! Die Bombe war in einem Kinderwagen plaziert und ferngesteuert). Dann der Refrain: Ferngespräch, Kameras, medial vermittelte Wahrnehmung, Mittelbarkeit des Erlebens. Das Kind in der Blase, Anspielung auf Kinder, die unter Immunschwäche leiden und in einer sterilen medizinisch Umgebung gehalten werden. Days of Miracle and Wonder.
Die Musik passt unglaublich gut zum mittelalterlich anmutenden Wappenbild, das vermutlich die Fotografie einer Äthiopischen Ikone aus der Samlung von Robert Langmuir ist.

Personen und Querverweise


Paul Simon
Forere Motloheloa
Paul Simon
Paul Simon

Lyrics

It was a slow day And the sun was beating On the soldiers by the side of the road There was a bright light A shattering of shop windows The bomb in the baby carriage Was wired to the radio These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It was a dry wind And it swept across the desert And it curled into the circle of birth And the dead sand Falling on the children The mothers and the fathers And the automatic earth These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical is art The Boy in the Bubble And the baby with the baboon heart And I believe These are the days of lasers in the jungle Lasers in the jungle somewhere Staccato signals of constant information A loose affiliation of millionaires And billionaires and baby These are the days of miracle and wonder This is the long distance call The way the camera follows us in slo-mo The way we look to us all The way we look to a distant constellation That's dying in a corner of the sky These are the days of miracle and wonder And don't cry baby, don't cry Don't cry