1) A jazz / … Read Full Bio ↴There are, at least, three bands known as Delicatessen.
1) A jazz / bossa nova band, from Porto Alegre, Brazil. Formed by Ana Kruger (vocals), Carlos Badia (guitar), Nico Bueno (bass), Mano Gomes (drums) & sometimes, New (piano). Their work is recognized by brazilian music critics, inc: Nelson Motta & Roberto Muggiati.
Their début album, Jazz + Bossa, was produced by Beto Callage & Carlos Badia. This album has 'bossa nova'-influenced reinterpretations of US jazz standards music & two original compositions, sung in Portuguese. Ana Kruger has a soft & clean voice, reminiscent of 50's female vocalists.
They have played live in Porto Alegre's Iguatemi Mall on Valentine's Day and they have played live in other cities like Buenos Aires (Argentina), Florianópolis (South Brazil), Rio de Janeiro & São Paulo.
2) An art rock band (Rough Trade/Big Life) led by [Neil Carlill]Neil Carlill. Delicatessen recorded three albums on the UK's mid 90's Alternative/Experimental music scene, before each member went on to pursue other musical projects, with Neil Carlill playing as [Harvey Mapcase] Harvey Mapcase and forming [Three On A Match] Three On A Match and [Vedette] Vedette .
3) A Japanese hip-hop / rap band, aka デリカテッセン. Their song ''Adventure World'' was the the 18th ending theme for anime epic "One Piece". http://www.AvexNet.or.Jp/Delicatessen/index.html
Black Coffee
Delicatessen Lyrics
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Delicatessen
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I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drink
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows
1 o'clock to 4
And Lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pour
Black Coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dream's too dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much hard to fight
Black Coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
My nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone awa
Delicatessen's song "Black Coffee" is a classic piece of jazz music that has become a paradigm for the broken-hearted. The song is about a woman who is lonely due to her man leaving her. She is experiencing sleeplessness and spends her days and nights drinking black coffee, smoking cigarettes, and living in her Sunday dreams. The lyrics capture the agony and turmoil of someone going through heartbreak and the emotional and physical symptoms that come with it. The singer of the song is overcome by melancholy and is struggling to cope with the pain resulting from the loss of her lover.
The song's lyrics explore the underlying turmoil of unrequited love, as evident in the verse, "Love's a hand me down brew." It highlights that the love she had with her partner was something she inherited from other people and that it wasn't something genuine. The song also highlights how hard it is for people to move on from failed relationships; they can become trapped in thoughts of their past and can't shake off the residue of their relationship. It is a song that has resonated with many people since it was released in the 1920s.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
I am experiencing intense loneliness
Haven't slept a wink
I haven't slept at all
I walk the floor and watch the door
I pace around and keep an eye on the door
And in between I drink
In the meantime, I consume beverages
Black Coffee
I am consuming black coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
Love is an unoriginal mixture
I'll never know a Sunday
I will never experience a day of leisure
In this weekday room
The room feels oppressive and mundane
I'm talking to the shadows
I am having a one-sided conversation with my surroundings
1 o'clock to 4
From one in the morning until four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
The moments feel exceptionally prolonged
When all I do is pour
When my only activity is pouring drinks
Since the blues caught my eye
Since my mood has shifted towards sadness
I'm hanging out on Monday
I am living life as if it is a mundane workday
My Sunday dream's too dry
My aspirations and hopes for leisure don't feel realistic or attainable
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
Men are naturally inclined to seek out romantic relationships
A woman's born to weep and fret
Women are naturally inclined to feel anxious and sad
To stay at home and tend her oven
Women are expected to stay home and cook
And drown her past regrets
To cope with regrets, women turn to vices like coffee and cigarettes
I'm moody all the morning
I experience mood swings throughout the morning
Mourning all the night
During the night, I mourn my loss
And in between it's nicotine
In the interim, I consume nicotine
And not much hard to fight
It is not difficult to indulge in these vices
Feelin' low as the ground
I am extremely depressed
It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
The anticipation of my loved one's return is making me insane
To maybe come around
To potentially come back to me
My nerves have gone to pieces
My nerves are severely damaged
My hair is turning gray
My hair is turning white prematurely due to stress
All I do is drink black coffee
My only coping mechanism is drinking black coffee
Since my man's gone away
Since my significant other has departed from my life
Writer(s): J. Francis Burke, Paul Francis Webster, Sonny Burke
Contributed by Penelope D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.