Melancholie

Robert Johnson, Mississippi Delta blues legend, krijgt een eervolle vermelding in The British Journal of Psychiatry.

I got stones in my pathway/And my road seems dark at night/I have pains in my heart/They have taken my appetite.



Melancholia – 100 words, Stewart, The British Journal of Psychiatry.2011; 199: 48 [fulltext (inloggen verplicht)]

De rest van de 100 woorden hier:

Robert Johnson, known as the King of the Delta blues singers, distilled into these lines the essence of severe depressive illness – somatic ills, fear and suspicion, emotional and physical pain, nocturnal troubles and struggle against obstacles. The words are one with the powerful, haunting music. ICD-10 and DSM-IV have their place, but poets have often been there before us, and done a better job. We can all learn from Robert Johnson, born just 100 years ago.

Melancholie betekent overigens letterlijk zwartgalligheid.

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I got stones in my passway, and my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway, and my road seem dark as night
I have pains in my heart, they have taken my appetite
I have a bird to whistle, and I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle, and I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I’m lovin’, boy, but she don’t mean a thing
My enemies have betrayed me, have overtaken poor Bob at last
My enemies have betrayed me, have overtaken poor Bob at last
And there’s one thing certainly, they have stones all in my pass
Now you tryin’ to take my life, and all my lovin’ too
You laid a passway for me, now what are you trying to do?
I’m cryin’ please, please let us be friends
And when you hear me howlin’ in my passway, rider, please open your door and let me in
I got three lane’s to truck home, boys, please don’t block my road
I got three lane’s to truck home, boys, please don’t block my road
I’ve been feelin’ ashamed ‘bout my rider, babe, I’m booked and I got to go

5 Responses to Melancholie

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  2. DaSilva zegt:

    I hurt myself today
    to see if I still feel
    I focus on the pain
    the only thing that’s real
    the needle tears a hole
    the old familiar sting
    try to kill it all away
    but I remember everything
    what have I become?
    my sweetest friend
    everyone I know
    goes away in the end
    and you could have it all
    my empire of dirt

    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    I wear this crown of thorns
    upon my liar’s chair
    full of broken thoughts
    I cannot repair
    beneath the stains of time
    the feelings disappear
    you are someone else
    I am still right here

    what have I become?
    my sweetest friend
    everyone I know
    goes away in the end
    and you could have it all
    my empire of dirt

    I will let you down
    I will make you hurt

    if I could start again
    a million miles away
    I would keep myself
    I would find a way

  3. Mallemoeder zegt:

    Johnny hield niet zo van (een) god…

  4. DaSilva zegt:

    @Mallemoeder

    Lol.

  5. Mallemoeder zegt:

    @ Da Silva,
    Yep, LOL!

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