Morre o primeiro Judas de JCS

Esta saiu primeiro no Cabide, mas suponho ser de interesse público pra nós aqui.

Morreu na segunda-feira o ator e cantor Carl Anderson, que fez o papel de Judas no musical Jesus Christ Superstar (1973). Anderson tinha leucemia e morreu aos 58 anos. Ele também participou do filme "A Cor Púrpura", de Steven Spielberg. A informação é da Folha Online.

Anderson tinha uma voz poderosa. Em JCS, seu personagem rouba o filme com sua performance. Isso não ficava tão evidente no álbum conceitual de dois anos antes (onde Judas - cantado por Murray Head - era o fio condutor, mas não roubava tanto a cena). O script de JCS, pra mim, lembra muito a interpretação que José Saramago deu à mesma história. E, sim, ouvi as duas primeiras versões de JCS com atenção porque o Gillan deu voz ao personagem-título no álbum conceitual.

Em memória a Carl Anderson, o Judas Superstar que atuou no papel pelo menos até o ano passado sempre roubando a cena, posto abaixo a letra de "Heaven on their Minds", música-tema de Judas, que abre o musical e tem seu riff citado todas as vezes em que o personagem aparece em outras músicas.


My mind is clearer now -- at last all too well
I can see where we all soon will be
If you strip away the myth from the man
you will see where we all soon will be
Jesus! You started to believe
The things they said of you
You really do believe
This talk of God is true
And all the good you've done
Will soon get swept away
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say

Listen Jesus I don't like what I see
All I ask is that you listen to me
And remember -- I've been your right hand man all along
You have set them all on fire
They think they've found the new Messiah
And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong

I remember when this whole thing began
No talk of God then -- we called you a man
And believe me -- my admiration for you hasn't died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted round some other way
And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied

Nazareth your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood -- he'd have made good
Tables chairs and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm -- no-one alarm

Listen Jesus do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied -- have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we go too far

Listen Jesus to the warnings I give
Please remember that I want us to live
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
All your followers are blind
Too much Heaven on their minds
It was beautiful but now it's sour
Yes it's all gone sour