SUITCASE - KEB' MO' | ERA UMA VEZ UMA MÚSICA

Olá pessoal! 

Infelizmente poucos no Brasil conhecem o bluesman americano Keb' Mo'. Keb' Mo' é o apelido do cantor e guitarrista Kevin Moore que escreve músicas super legais com temas bem atuais. Suas canções parecem mais crônicas do dia-a-dia. Neste post eu peguei a letra de sua canção Suitcase e a transformei num diálogo entre ele e um amigo. Então todas as falas dele é da letra da música com pequenas alterações para fazer mais sentido no diálogo. Leia e ouça a música ou ouça música e depois leia. Vou colocar um link abaixo caso queira ver a tradução do diálogo. 

Hello guys! Unfortunetely, very few people in Brazil know the American bluesman Keb 'Mo'. Keb 'Mo' is the nickname of singer and guitarist Kevin Moore whose lyrics deals with very current themes of our day to day lives. For this blog post I picked the lyrics of his song Suitcase and turned it into a dialogue between him and a friend. All of his turns in the dialogue are from the lyrics of the song with minor changes to make more sense in the context. Read and listen to the song or listen to music, then read...Your call!

George	Hello Kevin! What is this suitcase for? Are you travelling?
Kevin	No! Actually I'm not. But I've got this suitcase and... I take it everywhere I go.
George	So if you are not travelling what is this bag for then?
Kevin	It's just a big old bag of trouble.
George	What do you mean?
Kevin	Simple! Trouble is all I know.
George	C'mon Keb! You seem to be very upset. Tell me what happened.
Kevin	Ok. Sit down then. I'll tell you everything. So, I met a girl, fell in love and our love was true...
George	Oh! Now it makes sense...
Kevin	Whoa, our love was true...
George	Let me guess...She was married!?
Kevin	Well... no... I found out, she had a big old suitcase too.
George	So what did you do?
Kevin	So we put our bags together, made a home for two.
George	I think I can see where this is going.
Kevin	Then along came the children, gave 'em all a little suitcase too.
George	What happened then Keb? Tell me all about it. Put it out of your chest. It will make you feel better.
Kevin	Ok, so listen... the house got too small, the bags got too big. We were holdin' on to everything, whatever said or did. When I complained about the salt, in her black eyed peas. Then she put her hand on her hip and she told me to leave.
George	Owa! And that's what you did, right?
Kevin	Yes! I take my suitcase and get on out that door... And she told me: “You're gonna hear from my lawyer, I can't take it no more.”
George	But you didn't do anything?
Kevin	I did, it was rally embarrassing... I had to get down on my knees, beg her to let me stay.
George	What?
Kevin	Yes! You heard it right. I had to get down on my knees and beg her to let me stay. I said: “Baby we got a whole lot of baggage, Let's call somebody and have 'em haul it away.”
George	And now keb?
Kevin	She didn't say anything yet.
George	Ok Keb...let's go somewhere and drink something. But don't worry my friend. Everything will turn out right. Just wait and you'll see.

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