Vicino ad Atlanta, Stone Mountain si illumina per Natale

Il luna park dei cowboys e la scommessa del diavolo con un violinista della Georgia
08/12/2015 | Autore: Claudio @ VL



In inverno, dopo il tramonto, Stone Mountain, e' uno spettacolo. Il villaggio in stile vecchio West vicino alla montagna di granito, appena fuori Atlanta. si copre di luci per il Giorno del Ringraziamento, e resta illuminato per Natale.

Per accompagnare queste immagini, una classica canzone ambientata in Georgia: "The Devil Went Down to Georgia", un brano bluegrass/country rock della Charlie Daniels Band che avrete sentito se conoscete Urban Cowboy, un vecchio film con John Travolta. Il Diavolo scende in Georgia perche' e' indietro col lavoro e ha bisogno di portar via qualche anima, e decide di sfidare un violinista della Georgia. E cosi' impara qualcosa che gia' Ronny Cox aveva scoperto, qualche anno prima, in Un Tranquillo Weekend di Paura: mai sfidare un musicista georgiano.

The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."




"I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.
And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."




The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."

Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
But if you lose the devil gets your soul.



The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.
And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.




When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,
But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."




"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.




The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.
And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back. If you ever wanna try again,
I done told you once—you son of a bitch—I'm the best that's ever been."
And he played:

"Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;
The chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.
Granny, will your dog bite? No, child, no.




Grazie per aver visitato questa pagina. Le foto risalgono all'inverno del 2007, quindi se andate a Stone Mountain troverete un'illuminazione ancora migliore, probabilmente!





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