jueves, 12 de febrero de 2009

sintigo o sin tí - klaus & kinski



estrellas de color
manchas en el sillón
discos alrededor
resaca del alcohol

mi cabeza se va
se va a salir
no hay nada para comer
aquí
sin tí

un monstruo gordo que
me asusta en la habitación
no hay nadie alrededor
aquí

quizás
me reviente de verdad

hay un televisor
que habla de amor
no hay mucho más que hacer
aquí
sin tí

sin tí
sin tí
sin tí
sin tí


ésta va para silvers, porque fíjate que no fue eoghain el que se inventó la palabra sintigo...

martes, 10 de febrero de 2009

mary jane's last dance - tom petty



she grew up in an indiana town
had a good lookin momma who never was around
but she grew up tall and she grew up right
with them indiana boys on an indiana night

well she moved down here at the age of 18
She blew the boys away, it was more than they'd seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin
she said, I dig you baby but I got to keep movin
...on, keep movin on

last dance with mary jane
one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and Im
tired of this town again

well I dont know what Ive been told
you never slow down, you never grow old

Im tired of screwing up, Im tired of goin down
Im tired of myself, Im tired of this town

oh my my, oh hell yes
honey put on that party dress
buy me a drink, sing me a song,
take me as I come cause I cant stay long

last dance with mary jane
one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and Im
tired of this town again

Theres pidgeons down in market square
she's standin in her underwear
lookin down from a hotel room
nightfall will be comin soon

oh my my, oh hell yes
youve got to put on that party dress

it was too cold to cry when I woke up alone
I hit the last number, I walked to the road

last dance with mary jane
one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin in and Im
tired of this town again


ahora resulta que me he quedado sin voz. y claro, no puedo currar. hasta el jueves. y en vez de disfrutar me reconcome la conciencia, como si yo me hubiera obligado a quedarme afónica. que no ha sido el caso. y llevo ya dos días trabajando como una tonta delante del ordenador y corrigiendo los exámenes que les dije a los alumnos que no corregiría hasta la semana que viene. y limpiando, ordenando, haciendo todas las cosas que no suelo hacer si no tengo tiempo, o que no son totalmente importantes.

total, que vuelvo a quejarme.

esta canción me recuerda a otra época. siempre me ha encantado ese oh my my oh hell yes...

además el vídeo me recuerda a a dos metros bajo tierra.

lunes, 2 de febrero de 2009

calm like you - the last shadow puppets




I can still remember
when your city smelt exciting
I still get a whiff of that aroma
now and then

burglary and fireworks
the skies they were alighting
accidents and toffee drops
and thinking on the train

he was young
in the frost
no regard for the cost of saying his feelings
in the moments they were felt
and if he was calm like you
locked up inside of your loops
then he'd know full well
that all he had to say was goodbye

summertime made promises
it knew it couldn't keep
the fairytale was climbing up a mountain
far too steep

colour in the pictures
with your royal hands
now I am craving heart-break
while you're making your demands

he was young
in the frost
no regard for the cost of saying his feelings
in the moments they were felt
and if he was calm like you
locked up inside of your loops
then he'd know full well
that all he had to say was goodbye





hoy me ha salido este tema dos veces seguidas en el random del reproductor de música del ordenador, y he pensado, es una señal (?!) PORQUE ME CHIFLA ESTA CANCIÓN. De hecho, es otro de mis discos favoritos favoritos. y sí, a mi también me gustan los artic monkeys, pero prefiero a alex aquí.