In Christian’s inspiration there is also a “twilight” dimension: melancholy,
meditative, seeking to touch the truest chords of reality and of sentiment.
This generates a kind of desert island, somewhat solitary, from which
to look out at reality and relations. Christian solaces himself with
the sourness, the “acidity” of reality, as in Lemon Girl; “hard to bear”
(Il prezzo), and “... all I’ve left is pain” (Lemon Girl,
It’s as if the sunny dimension, with its upward gaze was sustained by
the perception of a liberation from what is dark and low. In fact flying
means rising up from below. The fear is present: “The fashions overwhelm
me all around/... Now I fear they’ll come to knock me down/A stir...
(Ain’t a loser), but we mustn’t be afraid of falling: “Everything
is darkness/Oh but don’t you be afraid/So let your thoughts go/Let ‘em
go ahead” (Close your eyes).
The will to rise again, in contact with “below”, lends substance to
a kind of “flight from the world”, of abandonment of the world: “Yes,
I leave the world/Make sure I’m carrying nothing at all/ I know what
I do is fair/’cause my eyes begin to see/And my heart begins to bleed”