Please don’t let me be misunderstood (again)

Remembering Barcelona, the wedding dress, its thief and his lover, I think of the Esmeralda disco version of Please don’t let me be misunderstood.

I was disappointed when the famous director Tarantino used the song in one of his films because it did not fit my memories of the piece. Music possesses tremendous power. I hear a song from my youth and feel like my cells are rejuvenated!

Not surprisingly, the base beat of dance music including old flamenco runs through One Dress, One Day, a playlist or soundtrack.  Radios in shops or restaurants during the day plus disco-bars  at night still added to the atmosphere of Barcelona in 1990. One-hit wonders or novelty songs could climb the charts then disappear, Yet for a short time songs could unite audiences then more than now.  Iphones, headphones, subscriptions to satellites through televisions have changed the popular music scene.

The Eurodisco hit never loses its flavour. You can hear the pounding of feet and hearts. The older version by the Animals was sung on the Ed Sullivan show! So many artists performed this song. Nina Simone lent her distinctive sound interpreting the song more as a protest about racial tension.  Few people would recognize it as the same composition in the late 70s with its traditional Spanish beat.

Besides the Flamenco flavour, nostalgia, even a bit of kitsch, the lyrics suit Francisco (aka Calif) who stole the gown. Somehow the double-crossing con was not an angel but did possess charm. I have made him an endearing character. Through these lyrics, that street-savvy con artist and thief could be speaking to Inma about his love or lust.

Baby, do you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Well don’t you know that no-one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad

I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

If you want a surprise or blast from the past: https://www.bing.com/search?q=please+don%27t+let+me+be+misunderstood+lyrics&form=EDGEAR&qs=AS&cvid=be4bca088dfd4869b8503c83eea376f4&cc=CA&setlang=en-US

The lyrics merit another reading.

Baby, do you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
Well don’t you know that no-one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad

I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

Baby, sometimes I’m so carefree
With a joy that’s hard to hide
And sometimes it seems that
All I have to do is worry
And then you’re bound to see my other side

I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy, I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has it’s problems and I get my share
And that’s one thing I never mean to do

Cause I love you
Oh, oh, oh, baby, don’t you know I’m human
Have thoughts like any other one
Sometimes I find myself alone and regretting
Some foolish thing, some little simple thing I’ve done

I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

Yes, I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

Yes, I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood

Yes, I’m just a soul who’s intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don’t let me be misunderstood.

Songwriters: BENNIE BENJAMIN,GLORIA CALDWELL,SOL MARCUS
© WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
For non-commercial use only.
Data From: LyricFind

https://www.amazon.ca/Santa-Esmeralda-Dont-let-misunderstood/dp/B00005UNZJ

 

Never Be Royals

A key moment early in One Dress, One Day  takes place when the thief offers the barmaid the stolen wedding dress.  The stole and overskirt remain in his possession, but Inma does not know that. Inma has caught a glimpse of glamour, haute couture, … Inma devours glossy magazines, HOLA, Paris Match Vogue España, etc.  Francisco wants her body not her money. Desire on both sides of the bargaining table.

“…she wondered how this bugger had managed to snatch the most incredible dress imaginable. It was like her whispered wish come true. Nothing Victoria Abril, Caroline of Monaco or those titled débutantes and lesser royals in the tabloids wore could compare.  This wedding gown was so beautiful that her eyes welled up, but she wanted to get rid of this scummy creep whose cheap after-shave shot right up her nose and turned her stomach slightly. Better not to know the provenance of the dress so she shot the question at him ¿Cuάnto?”

From Silent to Soap

My manuscript originally read like a scenario with suggested actors and actresses

As a novel, there are still classical Hollywood references. What follows are quick extracts. The first describes the wedding dress thief, Francisco, startled while talking to Inma. 

“At that moment, Iñaki, the Centenar‘s faithful bartender, came tucking a sports newspaper under his arm. He was exactly ten minutes late and probably had been the one telephoning. Nodding knowingly to Inma, he lit up his second cigarette, the breakfast equivalent, after the day’s first which he lit while still lying in bed. This smoke also served as a signal for the intruder to leave.  Francisco leered like some Rudolf Valentino with a touch of Jack Nicholson but left fast.”

Some characters have a love-hate relationship with soap operas and behave like telenovela stars.  Inma always dresses as if life were a stage. 

“Inma always fell for the bad boys. Listening to the incessant stream of inane game shows on TV, Inma focused enough to fish out her favorite leggings plus her most feminine flowery camisoles in case she stayed the night. […] She zipped up her carry-on, zapped a few channels and paused at a doe-eyed Latina with braids wearing a beige polyester maid’s uniform.  Yet another predictable South American telenovela: luscious palm trees, pastel villas and turquoise swimming pools.  Inma turned the set off abruptly.”

 

INMA’S RUBY SLIPPERS?

The power of a pair of shoes! We know the feeling. Ever wish you could click three times and be home? Home could also be a psychological home, a good place or a safe place. 

The divine Miss M (Bette for her friends) once said that with the right pair of shoes, she could play any role. Who could forget Judy Garland wearing Dorothy’s ruby slippers?!  The FBI just retrieved them in a scenario worthy of Hollywood. In ONE DRESS, ONEDAY, Inma knows the power of shoes. Hers was an established family in the Spanish leather trade. See extract below photo.

“Honor, like revenge, is a delicacy to be enjoyed cold. Thank God. Inmaculada had little money for much else. The night wind stung her cheeks. Her nerves and fatigue made her feel even colder. Near the María Cristina hotel were jewelry boutiques, chain-link grills rolled down over the window displays full of Hublot and Tag-Heuer posters, Cartier signs plus ROLEX display cards. Solid in her wedge-heel, open-toed leather pumps, Inma began retracing the taxi route back to the station.”

Barcelona Street – Week 5 — Transient Eye

Thanks again to the Transient Eye for the reminders of location, location, location. Barcelona! My novellario ONE DRESS, ONE DAY takes place in 1990. Half of these photos reveal a more modern Barcelona with pedestrians clutching cell phones (mobiles). What a difference a day or 28 years makes!  The fifth and final week of street photography experiments, this week shot with the Leica M7 and 50mm lens(es) on Ilford Delta 400 and processed in DD-X 1+4. Next week a write up on the different techniques that were used over the five weeks and the conclusions…

via Barcelona Street – Week 5 — Transient Eye

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