"I've worked with so many big names in my life, Rodriguez is definitely in the top five, it's that simple."
"No one can write songs to his level, Bob Dylan is too soft for him."
"He's not The kind of person who "lives in the clouds" is a little too close to the earth."
"In South Africa, he is more popular than Elvis."
Who is he? Who is this "Little Candy Man" that has been searched so hard?
In the United States, he is an urban wanderer who is not cared about and has sold only six records in total. He confided to Jesus in the sewer. There, no one knew his name, and no one had heard the voice hidden in the city.
In South Africa, that spiritual island in the seventies where no one knew what was going on there, he was the enigmatic god who alerted the oppressed to rebellion. There, Elvis Presley and Rolling Stones were his defeated men, and people passed it down from generation to generation to hold him as their king. And he had never been there before 1998.
Rodriguez, can't seem to find any information about this person in the world, only
People thought he was dead, some said he shot himself in the head; others said he set himself on fire on stage and burned himself alive in front of everyone.
In this way, the interviewer in the film carved out the appearance of this legendary figure one by one in the chat.
He was sometimes seen on the corner of the street, in some deserted place in Detroit, and there were a lot of decayed, ruined houses, a lot of poor people. And Rodriguez is the poet in this city, writing what he saw into poetry and putting it into music.
His old friends have wondered countless times, why no one buys his records? Why no one wants to listen to his songs? Is the propaganda enough? Is touring enough? Is the song too political? Shouldn't the cover be orange instead of green? Should I use the violin instead of the oboe?
Fortunately, they were there. Unlike the Pope who said "it's none of my business", after unremitting efforts, Rodriguez was finally found.
He, just a hired laborer, demolishes old houses, renovates new houses, circulates blood, and maintains health. He moved house 25 times, often without a bedroom, but he did everything he could to take the children to museums and galleries, to walk through the halls of the Santiago de Gevilla Museum with Picasso and Delacroix, so that they could feel in their hearts. On an equal footing with the rich.
He is just a little guy who wants a glass of water to relax himself when being interviewed. He didn't even know that a song he wrote completely based on his feelings in a strange city in another hemisphere actually aroused people in a strange country to reflect on their own lives, to resist, and to express their thoughts; Little did he know that, for many South Africans, he was the background music to their lives.
He just likes to play the guitar very much, and likes to go to the scene to watch other people's performances.
In 1998, Rodriguez finally arrived in South Africa, where he was regarded as a god, and held 6 concerts, which were crowded. The first words he said on stage were "Thank you for keeping me alive."
He changed from being a wanderer to what he really was, because he found his old self again. On stage, he sings for fans. He wasn't confused by the fact that everyone was staring at him, on the contrary, there was tranquility on his face. It's like he's finally reached that place, the place he's been looking for all his life. "Home" depends on whether you agree with it or not. And this man, Ben lives on the other side of the world, in a completely different place, but it seems like he has found a home here.
After the concert, he returned to Detroit. Back in the familiar world, living in a dilapidated apartment, helping others repair broken roofs and floors, as if it never happened.
People say that he has changed many people's lives, but his life has not changed.
He said he had two lives, like a wagon turned into a pumpkin cart, but how much can people in Detroit believe. Because this story is so grand, it sounds like it's made up, like a dream that is being bragged about.
At the end of the movie, Rodriguez is carrying a guitar, walking alone on the run-down streets of Detroit after the snow, those ugly buildings, dilapidated neighborhoods, dirty work, long-term vicissitudes, he staggers, maintains a balance in a slightly strange posture, silent Forward.
Maybe this is his life, ups and downs, honors and disgrace have nothing to do with him, living peacefully in a corner of the earth, but in another parallel world, he was favored by God and embraced by his soul.
If I had been born in the 70s, I would have come to this remote part of Detroit and walked through the fog into a bar. In the house, it was also smoky, with beer bottles and peanut shells everywhere, I heard the sound of strumming and hitting the guitar, and then I heard his voice, and I saw the ethereal back quietly in the far corner.
In the gloomy night, there is the sound of fog flutes, and there is thick fog that can't be seen through, how can there be such a song, "Cause I lost my job two weeks before Christmas, and I have been forgotten. talked to Jesus at the sewer. And the Pope said it was none of his God-damned business, while the rain drank champagne."
Sugar man
gave you this blue coin
can you bring me back to
that colorful dream
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