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October 7th, 2009

05:02 pm: I WILL COME HOME AGAIN, BUT NOT UNTIL THE SUN AND THE MOON MEET ON YON HILL
Creo que, incluso quien no entienda nada de la letra, puede sentir los escalofríos de lo chungo que es lo que está cantando Kate... ¡Escuchad, escuchad! ¡QUE ESCUCHÉIS, COJONES!


The kick Inside - Kate Bush

I've pulled down my lace and the chintz.
Oh, do you know you have the face of a genius?
I'll send your love to Zeus.
Oh, by the time you read this,
I'll be well in touch.

I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
This kicking here inside
Makes me leave you behind.
No more under the quilt
To keep you warm.
Your sister I was born.
You must lose me like an arrow,
Shot into the killer storm.

You and me on the bobbing knee.
Didn't we cry at that old mythology he'd read!
I will come home again, but not until
The sun and the moon meet on yon hill.

I'm giving it all in a moment or two.
I'm giving it all in a moment, for you.
I'm giving it all, giving it, giving it.
This kicking here inside
Makes me leave you behind.
No more under the quilt
To keep you warm.
Your sister I was born.
You must lose me like an arrow,
Shot into the killer storm.





Y ahora, el coñazo del que he venido a hablar

En The Kick Inside, Kate Bush toma una canción tradicional (La balada de Lucy Wan/Lizzy Wan/Rossie Ann... ), en la que una muchacha era asesinada por su hermano al saber éste que iba a tener un hijo del incesto y posteriormente huía. En la canción de Kate, es la chica quien se quita la vida al saberlo, y se lo comunica a su hermano en una carta de despedida. Poca cosa, ¿no?

Lo gracioso es que luego una se lee los comentarios que hace gente que, por lo visto, se ha dado muchos golpes en la cabeza durante la infancia, y se encuentra joyas tipo "ay, osea, pero por qué decís que se ha acostado con su hermano, malpensados, que yo creo que ni está embarazada ni se ha liado con su hermano ni su hermano es realmente su hermano sino más bien su hermano entre comillas; vaya, que no es eso". Está muy bien no pensar siempre siempre lo peor, querida persona idiota pero bienintencionada pero idiota (y, curiosamente, sale una de esas cada cierto tiempo en algún sitio... YouTube ya no cuenta, claro), pero aprende a leer, porque está de lo más cla-ri-to. Y sí, hace una referencia a la mitología, pero no habla de seres mitológicos (como apuntaba otra de esas personitas).
En realidad, es tan sencillo como esto: te buscas en Google la canción de Kate y te hace referencia a The Ballad of Lucy Wan (y variantes) ---> ¡click!
Yo creo que la parte en que dice:

'Oh, when shall you turn to your
      own wife again?
My son, pray tell unto me.'
'When the sun and the moon rise
      over yonder hill,

And I hope that may never, never be.'

disipa del todo las posibles dudas que pudiera haber.


PD: Que sí, que menudo cachondo el hermano de la chica de las versiones antiguas de la canción, más majo, él. Y eso cantaban los críos antiguamente, tócateloscojones...

PPD: Es que me molesta mucho que la gente se empeñe en decir que una cosa es de una manera cuando es de otra, leñe. ¿A que vosotros lo habéis entendido enseguidita? ¡Que sea chungo no significa que sea difícil!


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August 31st, 2009

05:18 pm: I LIKE BANANAS BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO BONES, Y OTRAS CANCIONES DE NOMBRE ABSURDO
No sé cómo serán las canciones en sí, pero ya con los títulos basta para caerse al suelo de la risa. Poesía en movimiento, oigan. Sentid la creatividad sin límites que tienen algunos, ¡sentidla!

  • Get Your Tongue Out Of My Mouth, Because I'm Kissing You Goodbye.
  • You've Got Sawdust On The Floor Of Your Heart
  • You're The Reason Our Kids Are So Ugly
  • Whose Bed Have Your Boots Been Under?
  • When You Wrapped My Lunch in a Road Map, I Knew You Meant Good-Bye
  • Velcro Arms, Teflon Heart
  • We Feed Our Babies Onions So We Can Find 'Em In The Dark
  • There's A Tear In My Beer
  • She Walked Across My Heart Like It Was Texas
  • She Made Toothpicks Out Of The Timber Of My Heart
  • My Give-A-Damn Is Broken
  • Jim, I Wore A Tie Today
  • I've Been Flushed From The Bathroom Of Your Heart
  • I'll Tennessee You In My Dreams
  • I Like Bananas Because They Have No Bones
  • If You Want to Keep the Beer Real Cold, Put it Next to My Ex-Wife's Heart
  • If Today Was a Fish, I'd Throw It Back In
  • If The Jukebox Took Teardrops
  • I'd Rather Pass a Kidney Stone than Another Night With You
  • I Was Looking Back to See If You Were Looking Back to See If I Was Looking Back to See if You Were Looking Back at Me
  • I Only Miss You On The Days That End In " Y "
  • I Fell In A Pile Of You And Got Love All Over Me
  • I Changed Her Oil, She Changed My Life
  • He Went To Sleep and The Hogs Ate Him (Now Claude's Gone Forever)
  • Here's A Quarter (Call Someone Who Cares)
  • Billy Broke My Heart at Walgreens and I Cried All the Way to Sears
  • Am I Double Parked by the Curbstone of Your Heart?

Una prueba de que estas canciones existen:




Voy a intentar aprenderme las letras

 

Género: country. ¿Ah, que ya os lo imaginábais?
Más (¡síííííí... muchas más!) Aquí: ¡click!


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August 24th, 2009

04:52 pm: RADIO VERSION KILLED THIS LADY'S STAR: MEJOR EN ACÚSTICO
Si sacase un disco con todas las canciones en versión acústica como ésta, os aseguro que me lo compraría e iría a los conciertos y trataría de hacerme con una peluca tan grandiosa como las que ella lleva. Pedazo voz, y lo que hace con ese teclado... No os perdáis cuando pone la pierna encima. Por cierto, tengo unos zapatos como los suyos, y unos "pantalones" como los que lleva. Llamadme Lady Ga, que estoy a medias.
Escuchad sin prejuicios, plisplís.
Oh, y... Christina Aguilera, muérete de envidia ;-D





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August 20th, 2009

12:09 am: FREDDIE VOLVERÁ PARA CANTAR ESTA VERSIÓN

Bohemian Radioactivity
To the tune of Bohemian Rhapsody, by Queen


Corpses came to life
From radioactivity
Rifle at my side
Those zombies sure are hungry

Don't wanna die?
Look out for dead guys, and flee

They are cadavers, how can they follow me?
They keep shambling, oh no!
Shooting high, shooting low

Tell me why the corpse glows, will this radiation harm me?
Harm me…

Captain, they've killed my men
Can't fight what's already dead
Opened fire, then we fled
Captain, I emptied my gun
But they kept advancing on us anyway

Sergeant, oooooh
In the chopper we will fly
If we can find survivors filled with sorrow
Rescue them, rescue them, for those are your standing orders

Oh great, my leg is numb
Got bitten in the line
of duty, now it is my time
Shoot me in the head please, don't want to know
What it's like to hunger for you after death

Captain, oooooh (tell me why the corpse glows)
If I gotta die
My last wish is to not want to eat you all

[musical break]

I'd like a little sorbetto made of brain
amuse-bouche, amuse-bouche, he will peel you like a mango
My hunger is igniting, your flesh is now exciting me
George Romero, George Romero
George Romero, George Romero
George Romero, io sono deceduto-oh-ooh-ooh
I'm just a zombie, I am so hungry
He's just a zombie, and former military
Spare him your brains, for he finds them tasty!

See me run, I'm not slow, I do not move slow
Blasphemy! No! Zombies must move slow (he's not slow)
Blasphemy! Zombies must move slow (he's not slow)
Blasphemy! Zombies must move slow (he's not slow)
Zombies must move slow (he's not slow)
Zombies must move slow (oh no, oh no, I don't move slow)
Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, sloooow
Oh Zack Snyder, Oh Zack Snyder, why don't your zombies move slow?
Maximillian Brooks wrote a novel titled World War Z, War Z, War Z

So you think you can shoot me right between my eyes?
When I got bit you left me to revivify!
Heeeere's Johnny, can't do that to this zombie
Just want one bite, just want one bite outta you

Braa-ains
Braa-ains

My flesh is in tatters
Because I'm a zombie
My flesh is in tatters, and I'm always so hungry

Tell me why the corpse glows…


Para que os sea más fácil aún, dadle al play mientras leéis... o cantáis ;-)




Más canciones para zombis: Zombaritaville


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August 7th, 2009

06:10 pm: THESE ARE THE CONTENTS OF MY HEAD
Nueve canciones de la carrera de Annie Lennox en solitario unidas en una sola.




(Esto me ha recordado que debería comprarme sus discos. Las cintas, que compré en su momento, acabaron petando de tanto ponerlas una y otra vez.)



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August 3rd, 2009

09:43 pm: NO MATTER HOW THEY TOSS THE DICE, IT HAS TO BE

Happy Together - The Turtles

Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together

If I should call you up, invest a dime
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine
So happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba

Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

So happy together
How is the weather
So happy together
We're happy together
So happy together
Happy together
So happy together
So happy together (ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba)




Esta canción siempre me pone de buen humor (me encantan las canción de amor alegres, positivas y animadas como ésta, como Mint car, como otras poquitas), y eso que no había visto nunca el vídeo :-DDD


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July 11th, 2009

06:18 pm: SÍ, EL NOMBRE DE LA BANDA LO HE TENIDO QUE COPIPASTEAR

Jedi Drinking Song - Brobdingnagian Bards


I had one pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,
I had one bottle of wine, and bourbon on the rocks
I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,
I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

A long time ago, in a pub far away,
I sat on a barstool, just drinking away,
I couldn't hold it down, I guess I had too much
I felt a tremor in the force and then I lost my lunch
I woke up in a desert land, feeling hot and sick,
I saw a bearded man, he looked like some kind of hick,
He slowly waved his hand, and my pain was gone
He said let's go see Yoda, and I'll teach you this song.

So we got on a starship, and flew off into space
He said his name was Obi-Wan and there is no time to waste,
I have to get you trained before it is too late,
He said drink this bottle of whisky, and don't give in to hate.
My training went on, and I'd drank most of the bar
We stopped for supplies on the nearest Death Star
I learned to control my fear, and hold my alcohol
Soon I was able to stand even when Obi-Wan would fall.

[Star Wars theme song]

I sat down beside him and looked him in the eye
He broke the silence, said you judge me by my size
Obi-Wan said careful, for Yoda is the best
I said ok shorty, bring on the test
Well I could tell you how it ended, I could tell you some lies Let's just say, on that night the force was on his side
I got all riled up, and they threw me in jail
I said I don't believe it, Yoda said that's why I failed



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July 5th, 2009

06:00 pm: EL PUNTO DE NO RETORNO
Observad la siguiente lista:

August 1958 -- "Poor Little Fool" --Ricky Nelson
August 1959 --"A Big Hunk o' Love" --Elvis Presley
August 1960 -- "It's Now or Never" -- Elvis Presley
August 1961 --"Tossin' and Turnin'" -- Bobby Lewis
August 1962 -- "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do" Neil Sedaka
August 1963 -- "Fingertips Pt. 2" Little Stevie Wonder
August 1964 -- "A Hard Day's Night" The Beatles
August 1965 -- "I Got You Babe" Sonny & Cher
August 1966 -- "Summer in the City" -- The Lovin' Spoonful
August 1967 "Light My Fire" -- The Doors
August 1968 -- "People Got to Be Free" The Rascals
August 1969 -- "In the Year 2525" Zager and Evans
August 1970 --- "(They Long to Be) Close to You" -- The Carpenters
August 1971 -- "How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?" -- Bee Gees
August 1972 -- "Alone Again (Naturally)" -- Gilbert O' Sullivan
August 1973 -- "The Morning After" -- Maureen McGovern
August 1974: "(You're) Having My Baby" -- Paul Anka with Odia Coates
August 1975: "Jive Talkin'" -- the Bee Gees
August 1976: "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" -- Elton John & Kiki Dee
August 1977: "I Just Want to Be Your Everything" --Andy Gibb
August 1978: "Miss You" -- Rolling Stones
August 1979: "My Sharona" -- the Knack
August 1980: "Magic" -- Olivia Newton-John
August 1981-- "Jessie's Girl" -- Rick Springfield
August 1982 -- "Eye Of The Tiger" -- Survivor
August 1983: "Every Breath You Take" -- the Police
August 1984: "Ghostbusters" -- Ray Parker Jr.
August 1985: "The Power of Love" -- Huey Lewis & the News
August 1986: "Papa Don't Preach" -- Madonna
August 1987: "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" -- U2
August 1988: "Roll With It" -- Steve Winwood
August 1989: "Right Here Waiting" -- Richard Marx
August 1990: "Vision of Love" -- Mariah Carey
August 1991: "(Everything I Do) I Do It for You" --Bryan Adams
August 1992: "Baby Got Back" -- Sir Mix-A-Lot
August 1993: "(I Can't Help) Falling in Love With You --UB40
August 1994: "Stay (I Missed You)" -- Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories
August 1995: "Waterfalls" -- TLC
August 1996: "Macarena" -- Los Del Rio
August 1997: "I'll Be Missing You" -- Puff Daddy & Faith Evans
August 1998: "The Boy Is Mine" -- Brandy & Monica
August 1999: "Genie in a Bottle" -- Christina Aguilera
August 2000: "It's Gonna Be Me" -- 'N Sync
August 2001: "Bootylicious" -- Destiny's Child
August 2002: "Hot In Herre" -- Nelly
August 2003: "Crazy In Love -- Beyonce featuring Jay-Z
August 2004: "Confessions Part II" -- Usher
August 2005: "We Belong Together" -- Mariah Carey
August 2006: "Promiscuous" -- Nelly Furtado featuring Timbaland
August 2007: "Big Girls Don't Cry" -- Fergie
August 2008: "Leavin'" -- Jesse McCartney

¿Hay algún punto a partir del cuál no seáis capaces de tararear estos grandes éxitos? Pues es ahí, ese año, cuando os habéis hecho viejos, de acuerdo con el autor de esta prueba.

Parece que yo ya era vieja con 23 años; Crazy In Love la conozco, aunque la del año anterior no, pero las siguientes es que ni me suenan. Si nos tomamos en serio el tema de que nos cayó el viejazo al primer año cuya canción no conocemos, envejecí con 17 años, entre la canción de 1997 y la de 1998. Me lo creería: siempre he sospechado que nací ya un poco vieja.
Espero que vuestros resultados sean un poco menos deprimentes :-)


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June 24th, 2009

02:00 am: LA PEOR CANCIÓN QUE SE LE PUEDE PEGAR A ALGUIEN ANTES DE ACOSTARSE
(Sí, incluso peor que una canción de Jenny Farlopa)


I Don't Know What To Do With My Life - The Buzzcocks

I dont know what to do with my life
Should I give it up and make a new start
I dont know what to do with my life
cos the one Ive got just tears me apart
I cant wake up in the morning
And I cant get to sleep at night
Im not expecting things to be perfect
But a high success rate would be nice

I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life

I dont know whats gone wrong with my life
But you know I never do seem to win
Whenever I think Ive straightened it out
It becomes a vicious circle again
I cant love when anyone loves me
And I cant find the someone to love
But then I start to count my blessings
And I feel Im getting more than enough

I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life

[solo]

I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life

I dont know whats gone wrong with my life
But you know I never do seem to win
Whenever I think Ive straightened it out
It becomes a vicious circle again
I cant love when anyone loves me
And I cant find the someone to love
But then I start to count my blessings
And I feel Im getting more than enough of love

I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
I dont know what to do with my life
Its my life




A veces.



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June 9th, 2009

11:31 pm: CLÁSICOS DE GIMNASIO (I)
Por alguna razón (las letras, probablemente), consideraron que esta canción era más adecuada para Flashdance que para Maniac, un slasher que a mí, particularmente, me parece un coñazo... Pero anda que no hubiera molado ver un slasher con esta banda sonora :-) Cada vez que suena en el gimnasio echo en falta los calentadores.

Maniac - Michael Sembello

Just a still town girl on a saturday night, lookin' for the fight of her life
In the real-time world no one sees her at all, they all say she's crazy

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life
She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance

It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be

She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

On the ice-build iron sanity is a place most never see
It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it
You work all your life for that moment in time, it could come or pass you by
It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance
If the hunger stays the night

There's a cold connective heat, struggling, stretching for defeat
Never stopping with her head against the wind

She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before

It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
On a wire between will and what will be

She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before




Por cierto, una curiosidad sobre Flashdance que es posible que alguno de vosotros aún no sepa: el bailecito de la protagonista frente al tribunal lo realizan tres personas, ninguna de las cuales es Jennifer Beals (que sólo puso la cara). Marine Jahan, que aparece en el vídeo de Maniac, es la doble en todos los bailes de Alex (aunque se tardó en reconocer años, y en parte se hizo porque la propia bailarina se puso a gritarlo a los cuatro vientos). La gimnasta Sharon Shapiro es quien salta en el aire. Y (esto es lo mejor) un tipo llamado Crazy Legs es el que gira en el momento break-dance. Si os fijáis se nota un montón como cambia el cuerpo en cada momento :-DDD


PD: Ups, ésta no la incluí en la entrada de Placeres Culpables. Pues sí, me encanta Flashdance, ¡qué pasa!


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June 1st, 2009

12:15 am: TOTAL ECLIPSE OF TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE HEART
La versión literal de la famosa canción de Bonnie Tyler. El vídeo ya me parecía raro antes, pero tras analizarlo con ayuda de los genios que hacen estas maravillosidades me pregunto quién acabó en el manicomio tras dirigir esto...





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April 20th, 2009

10:15 am: FORMAS DE PASAR EL TIEMPO EN ALCATRAZ
Madonna Mia - Al Capone

In a quaint Italian garden

While the stars were all aglow

Once I heard a lover singing

To the one that he loved so

In that quaint Italian garden

Neath the starry sky above

Every night he'd serenade her

With his tender song of love

Madonna mia

You're the bloom of the roses

You're the charm that reposes

In the heart of a song

Madonna mia

With your true love to guide me

Let whatever betide me

I will never go wrong

There's only one moon above

One golden sun

There's only one that I love

You are the one

Madonna mia

This I vow here before you

Till the end I'll adore you

Madonna mia

Once again I see that garden

Many years have hurried by

I can see that sweet Madonna

There's a teardrop in her eye

For her soldier has departed

Left his loved one with a sigh

She said "I will wait forever"

As he sang this last goodbye.

Madonna mia ...

 


Qué carita de afectuoso y buenazo


PD: "This may be the only time a gangster actually had an instrument in his instrument case."


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February 26th, 2009

01:16 am: SOBRE LAS CANCIONES MÁS NOCIVAS DEL MUNDO
No voy a mencionar otra vez el Me and a Gun de Tori Amos, principalmente porque es una canción creada para acabar con la misma mierda de la que habla, pero, ¿y el Polly de Nirvana?

Polly - Nirvana

Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off her first
Think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch

Isn't me... Have a seed
Let me clip... Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... pleases myself
I got some rope... Haven't told
Promise you... I have been true
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... please Myself

Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few

Isn't me... Have a seed
Let me clip... Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... please myself
I got some rope... Haven't told
Promise you... I have been true
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... please Myself

Polly said...
Polly says her back hurts
She's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
Amazes me, the will of instinct

Isn't me... Have a seed
Let me clip... Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... please myself
I got some rope... Haven't told
Promise you... I have been true
Let me take a ride... cut yourself
Want some help... please Myself



De Song Meanings:

Polly was written about a girl 14 years old coming out of a gig, kidnapped by gerald friend. He tied her up in his mobile home [upside down] and raped / tortured her with a leather whip, razor, blow torch and hot wax, she gained his trust by saying the torture was boring her and such lies and while he stopped for gas she got out of the vehicle and made a scene attracting attention from surrounding people.

De Snopes:

GUILTY VERDICT IN RAPE CASE
Seattle Post-Intelligencer
August 19, 1987
Author: The Associated Press
Estimated printed pages: 1

Gerald Arthur Friend was convicted yesterday in Pierce County Superior Court of the kidnapping and torture-rape of a 14-year-old girl.

Prosecutor Tom Stratton said he would recommend an exceptionally long sentence for Friend, 49 (age), who was convicted in a similar attack 27 years ago. In the latest case, Friend was charged with first-degree kidnapping and first-degree rape in the attack that occurred over several hours late June 5 and early June 6.

Officials said the victim was a runaway who accepted a ride from Friend near the Tacoma Dome after she attended a rock concert in the area. When the girl tried to get out of the car, authorities said, she was handcuffed and abducted at knife-point to Friend's mobile home.

The victim testified last week that Friend tortured and repeatedly raped her with several objects in his mobile home. She said he blindfolded her and ran a propane torch close to her skin. She eventually escaped.
Memo: Update
Edition: FINAL
Section: News
Page: D1

Index Terms: ASSAULT SEX CRIME AGE COURT VERDICT
Dateline: TACOMA
Copyright (c) 1987, 2000 Seattle Post-Intelligencer (http://seattlep-i.com). All rights reserved. Reproduced with the permission of the Seattle Post-Intelligencer.
Record Number: 8701220169

Y ésa era Polly, y eso es lo que cantábais sin saberlo cuando teníais catorce años. Ya sabéis qué nombre no ponerle nunca a un loro. O a una hija. [Come, as a friend...]


Ahora procederé a ver una peli de terror, de ésas que dan menos miedo que la vida real.


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February 25th, 2009

11:59 pm: SHRED ON RIBBONS OF...
Ojalá pudiérais sentir lo que siento yo escuchando a Tori, y ojalá pueda yo escucharla en directo alguna vez. Alguna vez, fuera de mi habitación... aunque, sea donde sea, siempre será dentro de mi habitación. No dentro de estas cuatro paredes físicas, sino...

Carbon - Tori Amos

she said "race the downhill"
behind crystalline irises
loons can drive
where the world bleeds white
just keep your eyes on her
keep
don't look away
keep your eyes on her horizon
bear claw free fall
a gunner's view black and blue
shred in ribbons of lithium
blow by blow
her mind cut in sheets
layers deep now unravelling
just keep your eyes on her.
get me neil on the line
no i can't hold
have him read "snow glass apples"
where nothing is what it seems
"little sis you must crack this"
he says to me
"you must go in again carbon
made only wants to be unmade"
blade to ice it's
double diamond time
and keep your eyes on her
on her eyes on her horizon




Cuando habla de Neil, se refiere a Neil Gaiman. Cuando habla de Snow, Blood, Apples, se refiere al cuento que yo quisiera haber escrito. Cuando canta, parece la persona que yo hubiera querido ser.



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February 9th, 2009

05:55 pm: MAGNIFICO!!!



El resto: ¡click!





Current Mood: Mi estómago y yo nos odiamos
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December 14th, 2008

11:32 pm: EXCEPT FOR BUNNIES
I'VE GOT A THEORY/BUNNIES/IF WE'RE TOGETHER



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GILES I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon!
Nuh, something isn't right there
WILLOW I've got a theory
Some kid is dreamin'
And we're all stuck inside
His wacky Broadway nightmare
XANDER I've got a theory
We should work this out
XANDER, GILES, ANYA, WILLOW, TARA It's getting eerie
What's this cheery singing all about?
XANDER It could be witches
Some evil witches -

(Comes face to face with Willow & Tara)
Which is ridiculous
'Cause witches, they were persecuted
Wicca good and love the earth
And women power and I'll be over here
ANYA I've got a theory
It could be bunnies!

(Stunned silence. Crickets chirp)
TARA I've got a theory -
(Bunnies)
ANYA Bunnies aren't just cute
Like everybody supposes!
They got them hoppy legs
And twitchy little noses!
And what's with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies! bunnies!
It must be bunnies!!

(More stunned silence)
...Or maybe midgets
WILLOW I've got a theory
We should work this fast
WILLOW & GILES Because it clearly could get serious
Before it's passed
BUFFY

I've got a theory
It doesn't matter...

(If We're Together)

What can't we face
If we're together?
What's in this place
That we can't weather?

Apocalypse?
We've all been there
The same old trips
Why should we care?

BUFFY, WILLOW, TARA, XANDER & ANYA What can't we do
If we get in it?
We're working through
Within a minute
ALL We have to try
We'll pay the price
It's do or die
BUFFY Hey, I've died twice!
BUFFY, WILLOW, TARA, XANDER & ANYA What can't we face
If we're together?
What's in this place
That we can't weather?

There's nothing we can't face!
GILES
What can't we face

If we're together?
ANYA Except for bunnies...






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November 20th, 2008

05:23 pm: YO SIGO OYENDO "REACH OUT THE CHOPSTICKS"

Your Own Personal Jesus - Depeche Mode


Your own personal jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And youre all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal jesus...

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal jesus

Reach out and touch faith




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Y ahora...




¿Qué opinas de esto, Chuck Norris?




¿Y tú, Vegeta?



"¡¡¡Mi propia pizza!!!"



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September 29th, 2008

08:59 pm: WHERE DID YOU SLEEP LAST NIGHT AKA IN THE PINES AKA BLACK GIRL
Ésta es una de las canciones con más fuerza contenida que conozco. La escucho a todo volumen y hasta a mí me entran ganas de agarrar una guitarra.
Yo la conocí con Nirvana, pero este tipo de canciones no tienen fecha de nacimiento registrada. Han estado ahí... siempre.

De la Wikipedia:

"Where Did You Sleep Last Night", también conocida como "In The Pines" y "Black Girl", es una canción estadounidense de folk que data de los años 1870, y se cree que es del sur de los Apalaches. La identidad del autor de la canción es desconocida, pero ha sido interpretada por un número significativo de artistas, que incluyen a Leadbelly, Bill Monroe, The Louvin Brothers, Doc Watson, Pete Seeger, Bob Dylan, Chet Atkins, The Grateful Dead, Connie Francis, Mark Lanegan, Nirvana, y Dolly Parton.

Como un sinnúmero de otras canciones de folk, "Where Did You Sleep Last Night" pasó por varias generaciones y localidades gracias a su difusión pasada de boca en boca. La primera versión impresa de la canción, compilada por Cecil Sharp, apeareció en 1917, y estaba limitada a cuatro líneas y una melodía. En 1925, una versión de la canción fue grabada en un cilindro de fonógrafo por un coleccionista de folk, y al empezar el año siguiente, grabaciones comerciales de la canción fueron interpretadas por varias bandas rurales.


Y la letra...


La primera versión impresa (1917):
"Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me
Where did you stay last night?
I stayed in the pines where the sun never shines
And shivered when the cold wind blows."
Versión de Leadbelly (base de la versión de Nirvana):
"My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me, where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through.
Her husband was a hard-working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in the driver's wheel
But his body never was found.
My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through.
Algunas versiones mencionan un fatal accidente de tren o versos con la línea, "The longest train I ever saw/ Went down the Georgia line"; éstas variantes son algunas veces conocidas por el nombre "The Longest Train":
The Longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at 6 o'clock
The cab passed by at 9.
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines
And we shiver when the cold wind blows.
I asked my captain for the time of day
He said he throwed his watch away
A long steel rail and a short crosstie
I'm on my way back home.
Little girl, little girl, what have I done
That makes you treat me so?
You caused me to weep, you caused me to moan
You caused me to leave my home.


¿Qué versión os gusta más de éstas? ¡¡¡Subid el volumen!!! )

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September 19th, 2008

12:21 am: BELONGS TO US!!!
Canciones para cantar a grito pelado en el coche un sábado a las cinco de la mañana presenta...


Because the Night - 10000 Maniacs


Take me now, baby, here as I am
Hold me close, try and understand
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
Love is a banquet on which we feed

Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

Have I doubt, baby, when I'm alone
Love is a ring on the telephone
Love is an angel, disguised as lust
Here in our bed 'til the morning comes

Come on now, try and understand
The way I feel under your command
Take my hand, come under cover
They can't hurt you now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

With love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle turns, and burns
Without you, I cannot live, forgive the yearning burning
I believe in love too real to feel, take me now, take me now, take me now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to lust
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us



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¿Más canciones para cantar a grito pelado en el coche un sábado por la noche a las cinco de la mañana, o por la calle, o en un karaoke?



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August 12th, 2008

08:39 pm: FOR IT'S BETTER TO FORGET THAN TO REMEMBER ME AND CRY
No tengo nunca claro, llorando como una niña con la rodilla despellejada, si esto es el colmo del egoísmo... o todo lo contrario.
Los Cure han tomado muchas novelas y poemas como fuente de inspiración para sus canciones. He aquí un claro caso de esto:

Remember - Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day.
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.


Y esto es lo que The Cure y Robert Smith, el mejor poeta del mundo, el mejor en extraer lo más importante y calar hasta los huesos, hicieron con este poema:

Treasure - The Cure

She whispers
"Please remember me
When I am gone from here"
She whispers
"Please remember me
but not with tears...
Remember I was always true
Remember that I always tried
Remember I loved only you
Remember me and smile...
For it's better to forget
Than to remember me
And cry"

"Remember I was always true
Remember that I always tried
Remember I loved only you
Remember me and smile...
For it's better to forget
Than to remember me
And cry"



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NOTA: No es desamor. Es duelo.
... Aunque a veces sean lo mismo.

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June 30th, 2008

12:21 am: AND FEBRUARY AND JANUARY TOO

Laisse Tomber Les Filles - April March

Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qui pleureras
Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Non je ne pleurerai pas
Non je ne pleurerai pas
Je dirai c'est bien fait pour toi
Je dirai ça t'apprendra
Je dirai ça t'apprendra
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Ça te jouera un mauvais tour
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Tu le paieras un de ces jours
On ne joue pas impunément
Avec un cœur innocent
Avec un cœur innocent
Tu verras ce que je ressens
Avant qu'il ne soit longtemps
Avant qu'il ne soit longtemps

La chance abandonne
Celui qui ne sait
Que laisser les cœurs blessés
Tu n'auras personne
Pour te consoler
Tu ne l'auras pas volé

Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qui pleureras
Non pour te plaindre il n'y aura
Personne d'autre que toi
Personne d'autre que toi
Alors tu te rappelleras
Tout ce que je te dis là
Tout ce que je te dis là




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Chick Habit - April March

hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll be alone in a quick
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll never get another fix

i'm telling you it's not a trick
pay attention, don't be thick
or you're liable to get licked

you're gonna see the reason why
when they're spitting in your eye
they'll be spitting in your eye

hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
a girl's not a tonic or a pill
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
you're just jonesing for a spill

oh, how your bubble's gonna burst
when you meet another nurse
she'll be driving in a hearse

you're gonna need a heap of glue
when they all catch up with you
and they cut you up in two

now your ears are ringing
the birds have stopped their singing
everything is turning grey

no candy in your till
no cutie left to thrill
you're alone on a tuesday

hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll be alone in a quick
hang up the chick habit
hang it up, daddy,
or you'll never get another fix

i'm telling you it's not a trick
pay attention, don't be thick
or you're liable to get licked

you're gonna see the reason why
when they're spitting in your eye
they'll be spitting in your eye




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Tarantino approved, y Litio approved ;-)

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June 13th, 2008

03:13 pm: ENCICLOPEDIA DE LAS BELLAS PALABRAS: FALSETE

falsete.

(De falso, con infl. del fr. fausset).

1. m. Corcho para tapar una cuba cuando se quita la canilla.

2. m. Puerta pequeña y de una hoja, para pasar de una a otra pieza de una casa.

3. m. Mús. Voz más aguda que la natural, que se produce haciendo vibrar las cuerdas superiores de la laringe.

4. m. Mús. falseta.


También es una de las cosas más maravillosas y divertidas que hay, como bien sabemos los adoradores de las Damas del Helio. Desde Prince con su alter ego Camille (cuán exagerada sería su voz aguda si durante un tiempo logró colar que era una tía la que cantaba) hasta la que suscribe, como bien pueden jurar los vecinos, y finalmente... este tipo.




¡¡¡No, no este tipo!!!


Probablemente, cantar karaoke a solas sea como beber a solas, pero si dejásemos de oir de fondo la voz de Cyndi Lauper veríamos que no lo hace nada mal...



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June 12th, 2008

12:52 am: EL SÍNDROME DE PETER PAN

I Don't Wanna Grow Up - Tom Waits

When I'm lyin in my bed at night
I don't wanna grow up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog
That's always changing things
Makes me wish that I could be a dog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna grow up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna grow up

Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today...
I'm gonna put a hole in my tv set
I don't wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest
And I don't wanna grow up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stay here in my room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old tomb
On grand street

When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did I get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up




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June 5th, 2008

01:39 am: LO QUE LA MENTIRA ESCONDE: ANÁLISIS E INTERPRETACIÓN CREATIVA DE LETRAS DE CANCIONES POP
Si la gente se sacara de la boca lo que no debería estar ahí a la hora de cantar, estas cosas no pasarían:


Sobre el Wuthering Heights de Kate Bush

THE MISHEARD:

Eeee-wheee!
It's me; I'm a tree, I'm a wombat.
Oh, so cold at the end of your winter

Real Lyric:

Heathcliff!
It's me, Cathy and I've come home
oh, so cold, let me in-a your window


Sobre el Sweet Dreams de Eurythmics

THE MISHEARD:

Sweet cream is made of cheese. Who am I to disagree. Travelled the world in generic jeans

Real Lyric:

Sweet Dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree. Travelled the world and the seven seas...


¡Incluso algo tan sencillo como la canción de los Cazafantasmas fue entendido erróneamente!

THE MISHEARD:

Who ya gonna call? Those bastards!

Real Lyric

Who ya gonna call? Ghostbusters!






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May 20th, 2008

11:40 pm: SÓLO CUATRO LÍNEAS




Este poema tan cortito y sencillo (como un perdigón) de Dorothy Parker ha originado al menos dos cosas: un tatuaje -que perfectamente podría haberse quedado en camiseta, cuaderno o ilustración y habría molado más a mi gusto- y una canción de Johann Johannsson, a quien nunca antes había escuchado que yo sepa... y voy a tener que aguantarme la curiosidad, porque ahora mismo no me funciona YouTube (grrrrr).



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May 13th, 2008

12:23 am: CÁNTALA COMO QUIERAS. SIEMPRE SERÁ UNA DE LAS MÁS GRANDES.

My Way - Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.

Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!



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La de Pavarotti no la pongo, que se me cae la lágrimilla :-S


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May 11th, 2008

08:26 pm: ... AND DROP A BUNDLE ON WHERE???

Look Out For Mr. Stork - DUMBO OST

Look out for Mr. Stork
That persevering chap
He'll come along and drop
A bundle in your lap
You may be poor or rich
It doesn't matter which
Millionaires, they get theirs
Like the butcher and the baker
So look out for Mr. Stork
And let me tell you, friend
Don't try to get away
He'll find you in the end
He'll spot you out in China or he'll fly to County Cork
So you better look out for Mr. Stork

Look out for Mr. Stork
He's got you on his list
And when he comes around
It's useless to resist
Remember those quintuplets and the woman in the shoe
Maybe he's got his eye on you


No alcéis nunca las manos al cielo. Os puede caer un paquete.


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April 27th, 2008

03:37 pm: MELODÍA ALFABÉTICAMENTE ORDENADA
¿Qué pasa si tomas las letras de una canción muy famosa y ordenas alfabéticamente las palabras que la componen?


Intentad averiguar cuáles son:

  1. a about after ah ain’t alibis all amused and any around as at babe be better beware bound bums but call calls can’t carried cat chrome clowns complete compromise conceal could deal diamond did didn’t dime diplomat direction discover do does doll don’t dressed drinkin’ ever everybody everything exchanging eyes fall feel fine finest for from frowns get gifts go gone gonna good got hangin’ hard have having he he’s him his home horse how in into invisible it it’s jugglers juiced kicks kiddin’ know language laugh let like live lonely lose loud made make meal miss mystery napoleon never next no nobody’s not nothin’ now of on once only other out own pawn people precious pretty prime princess proud rags realize really refuse ride right ring rolling say school scrounging secrets see seem selling shoulder shouldn’t siamese so stare steal steeple stone street take talk taught that the they they’re thinkin’ thought threw time to took tramp tricks turned understood unknown upon used vacuum want was wasn’t were when where who with without you you’d you’re you’ve your
  2. and arms can’t do feel good got harm hey hold i in knew know like love me my nice no now so spice sugar that when whoa whoa-oa-oa won’t would wrong you
  3. a albino always an and are assured at been best blessed bored bring contagious dangerous denial dirty do end entertain feel find for forget found friends fun gift group guess guitar guns hard has hello here hey how i i’m it it’s just know less libido lights little load lose low makes me mind mosquito mulatto my never no now oh our out over pretend self she’s smile solo stupid taste the this to until up us we well what whatever why will with word worse yay yeah your
  4. a aching again against all and any anyone as aside at away baby back because beelzebub been begun behind bismillah blows body’s born boy but can can’t carry caught come cry dead devil didn’t die do doesn’t don’t down easy escape everybody eye eyes face family fandango fantasy figaro for frightening from galileo get go gone goodbye got gotta gun had has he’s head here he’s high him his i i’m if in is it i’d i’m i’ve just killed landslide late leave let life lightning little look love loves low magnifico make mama man matter matters me mean mia monstrosity my need never no nobody not nothing now of on ooh open out poor pulled put real reality really right scaramouche see sends shivers silhouetto skies so sometimes spare spine spit stone sympathy the think this thrown thunderbolt time to tomorrow too trigger truth up very want way we will wind wish yeah you your
  5. a ain’t all and but caught classed cryin’ dog friend high hound just lie mine never no nothin’ of rabbit said that the they time was well when you
  6. 1 10 100000 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 a above am and be blue can capsule check circuit’s commencing control countdown dare dead different do door earth engines far feeling floating for go god’s grade ground hear helmet her here i i’m if ignition in is it’s know knows leave liftoff look love made major may me miles moon most much my nothing now on papers past peculiar pills planet protein put really she shirts sitting something spaceship stars stepping still take tell the there’s think this though through time tin to today tom very want way wear which whose wife with world wrong you you’ve your
  7. a afraid and as be by come crumble cry dark darling fall has i if in is just land light long look me moon mountains night no now oh only or sea see shed should sky so stand tear that the to trouble tumble upon we we’ll when whenever won’t would you you’re
  8. a and back ball been bluejeans boy call chain children do done down drunk father foot gambler gambling god going got have he’s house i i’m in is it’s know lives man many misery mother my needs new not now of oh on one only orleans other platform poor rising ruin satisfied sewed she sin spend suitcase sun tailor tell that the there they thing time to train trunk was wear well what when your
  9. a all an as away be believe came don’t easy far for game go had half hanging here hide i i’m in it know long look love man me mmm my need not now oh over place play said say seemed shadow she so something stay such suddenly the there’s they’re though to troubles used was why wouldn’t wrong yesterday
  10. a aches and around at baby be been belong bond break breath but can can’t claim cold crying day dream embrace every face fake feel for game gone heart i i’ll it’s keep long look lost make me move my night oh only play please poor replace say see since single smile so stake stay step take to trace vow watching with without word you you’ve your

Es chungo, ¿eh? Iba a poner una de Prince, pero como al parecer soy la única persona en el universo que le tolera voy a pasar (malvados, grrrr).

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April 14th, 2008

12:08 am: IT MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING YOU SAID!!!

I Just Died In Your Arms - Cutting Crew


Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should've walked away

Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet, but then blow it again
I've lost and found, it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh I, I just died in your arms...

It was a long hot night
She made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head, I know I was wrong

Oh I, I just died in your arms...


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April 8th, 2008

01:20 am: PROMISED DREAMLAND
Acabo de encontrar una emisora 24 horas online de The Cure... Aquí tenéis el playlist con las últimas canciones (si esta vez no se me borra la entrada):

19:17:14The Cure - At NightCurrent Song
19:14:36Cure - Boys Don't Cry (single, 1979)
19:13:11The Cure - Inbetween Days (RS Home Demo)
19:08:44The Cure - Cold
19:03:54The Cure - A Letter To Elise
18:58:53The Cure - Club America
18:54:50The Cure - Stop Dead
18:44:31the Cure - The Promise
18:41:18The Cure - The Dream
18:34:36The Cure - A Forest (Mark Plati Mix)
18:28:09The Cure - Coming Up
18:23:19The Cure - Numb
18:19:06Cure - Cut Here
18:15:24Cure - 10:15 Saturday Night
18:11:17the Cure - Never
18:07:55The Cure - I'm A Cult Hero (Cult Hero Live In The Marquee Club London 3/80)
18:04:20The Cure - Hot Hot Hot!!!
18:01:42The Cure - Screw
17:58:40Cure - Object
17:55:23Cure - It's Not You (demo, May 1978)



Existe la opción de instalarse una barra de herramientas para enchufarse a la emisora cada vez que te apetezca, y ya la tengo ahí puesta, tan mona. Y tan útil.

Porque hay canciones que nunca ponen en las discotecas, que no se cantan en los conciertos, que una no mete en el lector de mp3 por despiste, y de pronto te la encuentras de narices y piensas en cuánto tiempo hace que no la escuchas...


The Promise

How time will heal
Make me forget
You promised me
Time will heal
Make me forget
You promised me
Love will save us all
And time will heal
You promised me...
How love will save
Make me forget
You promised me
Love will save
Make me forget
You promised me
Time will heal us all
And love will save
You promised me...
I trusted you
I wanted your words
Believed in you
I needed your words
Time will heal
make me forget
And love will save us all
You promised me another wish
Another way
You promised me another dream
Another day
You promised me another time
You promised me another life
You promised me..
So I swallowed the shame and I waited
I buried the blame and I waited
Choked back years of memories...
I pushed down the pain and I waited
Trying to forget...
You promised me another wish
Another way
You promised me another dream
Another day
You promised me another time
You promised me...
Another lie
Oh you promised me...
You promised me... You promised me...
And I waited... And I waited... And I waited...
And I'm still waiting...




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March 26th, 2008

10:50 pm: ¿¿¿SCARLETT JOHANNSON + TOM WAITS = THE CURE???
Como quizás ya sabréis, la señorita Escarlaaaata ha sacado un disco en que no sólo canta, sino que encima lo que canta son canciones de Tom Waits. Por aquello de que no es precisamente una soprano, supongo, aunque aún le queda un trecho de cazalla y cigarrillos negros para tener el timbre de Waits.

En fin, yo esperaba ansiosa que todo fuera un mal sueño, pero cuando me he topado con una crítica del contenido del disco a cargo de alguien que parece ser que ya lo ha escuchado he perdido toda esperanza. Lo más duro, lo más WTF, lo más ??? ha sido esta parte, que me ha dejado una cara de asombro tal que me cabe un oso panda en la boca:


10. “No One Knows I’m Gone”

(Alice, 2002)

This could sit on The Cure’s Disintegration album; it has the lush atmospherics of “Prayers For Rain” or “Same Deep Water As You”. A stately accompaniment of keyboards, Velvets-y guitar, sleigh bells (there’s a lot of sleigh bells on this record) and weirdly distorted drums.


Aquí tenéis el No One Knows I'm Gone de Tom Waits (preciosísima):



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No One Knows I'm Gone

Hell above and Heaven below
All the trees are gone
The rain made such a lovely sound
To those who are six feet under ground
The leaves will bury every year
And no one knows I’m gone

Live me golden tell me dark
Hide from Graveyard John
The moon is full here every night
And I can bathe here in his light
The leaves will bury every year
And no one knows I’m gone



Por un lado me pica la curiosidad.
Por otro, tengo muy presente lo que la curiosidad le hizo al gato.

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March 24th, 2008

11:33 pm: Y CADA VEZ QUE VEO UN MECHERO NEGRO Y PEQUEÑITO PIENSO EN ÉL
Mike, el de See Mike Draw, y un colega suyo que también lo hace genial se baten en duelo de vez en cuando. Ved un ejemplo de "cuando los dibujantes luchan":








Como concepto me gusta más el de Phil, pero el Prince que ha dibujado Mike es... ¡¡¡es taaaaaan monooooooo!!!

Por cierto, hace unos días descubrí con estupor que yo tampoco me libro del síndrome de "coñe, pues no sabía que era una versión": resulta que When You Were Mine no es de Cyndi Lauper, sino de Prince (¡el descubrimiento que cambió el mundo!). Ahora entiendo por qué la letra está escrita de aquella manera -en plan sms- y el tema de que su pareja parezca ser una chica que ahora está con un tipo. La lista de Cyndi no cambió ni una palabra, dándole un tonillo de lo más curioso :-DDD


When u were mine

When u were mine
I gave u all of my money
Time after time
U done me wrong
Cause, just like a train
U let all my friends come over and eat
And u were so strange
U didn't have the decency to change the sheets
Oh girl, when u were mine
I use to let u wear all my clothes
U were so fine
Maybe that's the reason that it hurt me so
I know, that you're goin with another guy
But I don't care, cause I love u baby that's no lie
Love u more mine than I did when u were mine
When u were mine
U were kindasorta my best friend
So I was blind
I let u fool around
I never cared
I never was the kind to make a fuss
When he was there
Sleepin in between the two of us
I know, that you`re goin with another guy
But I don't care, cause I love u baby that's no lie
Love u more than I did when u were mine
When u were mine
U were all I ever wanted to do
Now I spend my time
Following him whenever he's with u
I know that you're goin with another guy
But I don't care, cause I love u baby that's no lie
Love u more than I did when u were mine


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March 6th, 2008

02:17 am: LAS-CANCIONES-DE
Hace ya algún tiempo que esa antropoformización de una gominola que es la señorita Lulú Marro (Columbia en el Rocky) me pidió un cedé con las canciones de mi vida. No mis favoritas, sino las más importantes, lo que yo he traducido como "las que me han ido dejado muesca". Sin una darse cuenta, a lo largo de la vida se va grabando una banda sonora, pero a veces no somos tan conscientes de ello, por lo que hacer una lista puede ser difícil. En cualquier caso y hasta que tenga los medios necesarios para grabar el cedé (vivo en una secuela de "La rebelión de las máquinas", ñañaña), quede constancia al menos de algunas de ellas por orden pseudocronológico.

Mi vida suena a cascajo )

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March 1st, 2008

05:54 pm: KATE & TORI
Dueto (un par de minutos de relax absoluto):

My Lagan Love (Kate Bush) + Song For Eric (Tori Amos)

When rainy nights are soft with tears,
And Autumn leaves are falling,
I hear his voice on tumbling waves
And no one there to hold me.
At evening's fall he watched me walk.
His heart was mine.
But my love was young, and felt
The world was not cruel, but kind.
Where Lagan's light fell on the hour,
I saw him far below me--
Just as the morning calmed the storm--
With no one there to hold him.
My loves have come, my loves have gone,
And nothing's left to warn me,
Save for a voice on the traveling wind,
And the glimpse of a face at morning.
I wait all day for my sailor
And sometimes he comes

See you over hill and dale
Riding on the wind I see
You know me
You know me like the nightingale
"Oh fair maiden I see you standing there"
Will you hold me for just a fair time
The tune is playing in the fair night
I see you in my dreams
Fair boy your eyes haunt me




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Entrevista a la marioneta de Tori... con sorpresa incluida:




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February 27th, 2008

11:40 pm: LA CULPA DE TODO LA TIENE RICK ASTLEY
No sé muy bien cómo, acabé tropezándome con esta imagen:





Y tras reirme sin parar durante aproximadamente diez o quince horas me acabé topando con esta comunidad de Flickr en que hacen algo bastante similar. Actualmente me duele la cara de tanta carcajada. Lo mejor es que, en caso de no reconocer a la primera las canciones, siempre se puede utilizar la lógica :-D









Y, naturalmente... ¡Bat-maaaaan!


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February 24th, 2008

11:25 pm: RÓBAME EL CORAZÓN CON UNA HERMOSA CANCIÓN
Un modo infalible de que pase a adorar una película es el siguiente: poner en un banda sonora una canción de Bauhaus.

No es que Bauhaus sea una de mis bandas favoritas realmente, y sé que en la mayoría de películas pegaría, uh, un montón... Pero la experiencia lo demuestra. Le añade puntos a mis más queridas pelis.

El ansia. Bowie y Deneuve (un calzonazos y una vagina dentata) vestidos de góticos en un antro con Bauhaus tocando en directo su Bela Lugosi's Dead. Se llevan gente al baño y hala, orgía de sangre. Y una grita "¿¿¿quién se ha metido en mi cabeza y ha espiado mis fantasías sexuales más ocultas???".



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Y ahora, esto: Night of the Demons. Angela, vestida de novia gótica, se pone a bailar de una forma entre enfermiza e hipnótica al ritmo de Stigmata Martyr. Qué piernas, señores, y qué culo. Luego se papea la lengua de un mozo, que para algo está poseída por un demoño. Y ah, a mí se me caerían las bragas... si llevase* :-DDD



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Así que si sabéis de más pelis con alguna cancioncita de este grupo de entrañables chavalines, decídmelo. Y si os decidís a rodar una peli, intentad colarme una, andaaaaaa.


* Pero no es el caso porque me las quito para dormir :-PPP

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December 30th, 2007

11:45 pm: LA ÚLTIMA DE LAS RESPUESTAS

Hope There's Someone - Antony And The Johnsons


Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, will I go
Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired
There's a ghost on the horizon
When I go to bed
How can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head
Oh I'm scared of the middle place
Between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
Left in there, left in there
There's a man on the horizon
Wish that I'd go to bed
If I fall to his feet tonight
Will allow rest my head
So here's hoping I will not drown
Or paralyze in light
And godsend I don't want to go
To the seal's watershed
Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, Will I go
Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired



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Me gusta pensar que sí.



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09:19 pm: GRACE JONES LOVES COCKS!
No sé, me recuerda a alguien...



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November 27th, 2007

02:49 pm: (Y SIN MÚSICA TAMBIÉN ES PRECIOSA)

The Way You Look Tonight - Frank Sinatra

Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you...
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely ... Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it ?
'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight.

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look to-night.




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November 15th, 2007

11:55 pm: APPLE CORER
Últimamente veo cosas de este estilo cada vez que le doy una patada a una piedra (bueno, tratándose de mí lo podemos dejar en "cada vez que me la pego contra una piedra").




No tengo ganas de escribir, sólo de emborracharme y cantar entre lagrimones y bien fuerte Song to the Siren, una de las canciones más bonitas del mundo, como lo hace este desconocido:



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Instrumento para sacar corazones


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November 7th, 2007

09:52 pm: WE COULD BREAK A SILVER LINING...

A Sorta Fairytale - Tori Amos


On my way up north
Up on the ventura
I pulled back the hood
And I was talking to you
And I knew then it would be
A life long thing
But I didn't know that we
We could break a silver lining

And I'm so sad
Like a good book
I can't put this
Day back
A sorta fairytale
With you
A sorta fairytale
With you

Things you said that day
Up on the 101
The girl had come undone
I tried to downplay it
With a bet about us
You said that-
You'd take it
As long as I could
I could not erase it

And I'm so sad
Like a good book
I can't put this
Day back
A sorta fairytale
With you
A sorta fairytale
With you

And I ride along side
And I rode along side
You then
And I rode along side
Till you lost me there
In the open road
And I rode along side
Till the honey spread
Itself so thin
For me to break your bread
For me to take your word
I had to steal it

Way up north I took my day
All in all was a pretty nice
Day and I put the hood
Right back where
You could taste heaven
Perfectly
Feel out the summer breeze
Didn't know when we'd be back
And I i don't
Didn't think
We'd end up like
Like this

And I'm so sad
Like a good book
I can't put this
Day back
A sorta fairytale
With you
A sorta fairytale
With you
I could pick back up
Whenever I feel



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(En el que Tori es una pantorrilla y Adrien Brody es un antebrazo)


Current Mood: melancholy
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August 16th, 2007

01:47 pm: IN THE SNOW WITH ROSEBUD

King of the Mountain - Kate Bush

Could you see the aisles of women?
Could you see them screaming & weeping?
Could you see the storm rising?
Could you see the guy who was driving?
Could you climb higher and higher?
Could you climb right over the top?
Why does a multi millionaire
Fill up his home with priceless junk?

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Though the house

Elvis are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

Another Hollywood waitress
Is telling us she’s having your baby
And there’s a rumour that you’re on ice
And you will rise again someday
And there’s a photograph
Where you’re dancing on your grave

The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house

Elvis are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

The wind it blows
The wind it blows the door closed



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August 10th, 2007

01:02 am: AND DO BEARS SHA-LA-LA-LA-LA IN THE WOODS?

Do Bears


Rowan Atkinson:


For years I thought
I'd have to live alone
I never got a letter
Had to disconnect the phone
The only girls I ever saw
Were on TV
But now I've got a Venus
Who's sitting next to me

Both:

Do I love you?
Do I want you?
Would I give my life
To you if I could?
Do birds fly?
Do fish swim?
And do bears sha-la-la-la-la
In the woods?

Rowan:

I met her in the first class lounge
Of a jumbo jet
It was love at first sight
Romeo and Juliet

Kate:

He looked pretty rich
And I was down on m' luck
So I charged him a fortune
For a flying f...

Rowan:

...for crying out loud!

Both:

Do I love you?
Do I want you?
Would I sacrifice my life
To you if I could?
Is the Pope Catholic?
Is Luxembourg small?
And do those hairy bears shhh...
In the woods?

Rowan:

I introduced her round my friends
She was ace
I was no longer on Earth
But in better place

Kate:

He's an utter creep and he
Drives me round the bend
And so to alleviate the boredom
I sleep with his friends

Rowan:

Ho ha ho

Both:

Do I love you?
Do I want you?

Kate:

Would I tear out both my eyes
And fry them if I could?

Both:

Is the Bible fiction?
Is True Love a contradiction?
And do bears sha-la-la-la-la
In the woods?

Do I desire you?
Do I adore you?

Rowan:

Would I cut off all my toenails
And put them in an envelope with my feet?

Both:

Is Reagan Godhead?
Is Chairman Mao dead?
And do those bears sha-la-la-la-la?

Rowan [really Tim Brooke-Taylor]:

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-ah

Kate:

Mmmmm...

Rowan [Tim]:

And do those bears sha-la-la-la-la?
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-ah

Kate:

Ahoo Ahoo
Yeah-ye-yeah Yeah-ye-yeah

Both:

Do those bears sha-la-la-la-ah?

Rowan:

On Main Street

Kate:

Oh Yeah Yeah-ye-yeah




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June 16th, 2007

04:15 pm: ESTRELLAS ERAN SUS OJOS
Cuando describen a Morfeo (el de Sandman, no el de Matrix) suelen decir que tiene "dos lejanas estrellas en las sombras en que deberían estar sus ojos".



A mí me recuerda a Terminator


Al margen de que la línea que separa lo poético de lo patético es una línea de puntos, sabed que ahora cualquiera con 750 euros puede emular al señor de los sueños, gracias a una clínica holandesa a la que no le importa pinchar ojos e injertarles cositas brillantes.
Cualquiera que tenga menos de dos dedos de frente, porque la operación no parece demasiado agradable...



Consigue los piropos más cursis, ¡haz renacer a Bécquer!:
Azul y con estrellas, ¿es el cielo? ¡No, son tus ojos! ¡Y tú eres poesía! ¡Y te lo digo abrazando mi carpeta!


Si no os gustan las estrellas porque os recuerdan al planeta del que vinisteis y que ya no existe o algo así, tenéis otras cosas que meteros en los ojos:


También: corazones, tréboles de cuatro ojas, el símbolo del euro y más modelos a petición del cliente


A este paso se va a hacer realidad la canción de Kate Bush:


The Man With The Child In His Eyes

(hes here! hes here!
Hes here! hes here!)

I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day thats been.
I realise hes there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.

Nobody knows about my man.
They think hes lost on some horizon.
And suddenly I find myself
Listening to a man Ive never known before,

Telling me about the sea,
All his love, til eternity.

Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.

Hes very understanding,
And hes so aware of all my situations.
And when I stay up late,
Hes always waiting, but I feel him hesitate.

Oh, Im so worried about my love.
They say, no, no, it wont last forever.
And here I am again, my girl,
Wondering what on earth Im doing here.
Maybe he doesnt love me.
I just took a trip on my love for him.

Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.
Ooh, hes here again,
The man with the child in his eyes.



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May 27th, 2007

04:33 pm: "YOU'RE JUST AN EMPTY CAGE GIRL IF YOU KILL THE BIRD"

Crucify - Tori Amos

Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Just what God needs, one more victim

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Got a kick for a dog, beggin for love
Gotta have my suffering so that I can have my cross
I know a cat named easter, he says will you ever learn
You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird

I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Got enough guilt to start my own religion

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains

Please be
Save me
I cry

Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
I've been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Where are those angels when you need them

Why do we crucify ourselves
Everyday I crucify myself
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Crucify myself
Everyday I crucify myself
And my heart is sick of being in chains




Mp3: Crucify
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May 7th, 2007

12:13 am: WHEN YOU GONNA LOVE YOU AS MUCH AS I DO

Winter - Tori Amos


Snow can wait
I forgot my mittens
Wipe my nose
Get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart
When I think of winter
I put my hand in my father's glove
I run off
Where the drifts get deeper
Sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice
"Your must learn to stand up for yourself
Cause I can't always be around"
He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Boys get discovered as winter melts
Flowers competing for the sun
Years go by and I'm here still waiting Withering where some snowman was
Mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
But I only can see the myself
Skating around the truth who I am
But I know dad the ice is getting thin

When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change my dear

Hair is grey
And the fires are burning
So many dreams
On the shelf
You say I wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself

He says
When you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
You say that things change
My dear




Winter: mp3 - YouTube 1, 2 (live)


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April 27th, 2007

03:37 pm: HEAD ABOVE WATER

Is there a way out of this?

If there is I don't see it
Can Heaven and Hell coexist?
Not when both battle for dominance

Brush back my tears and he said "girl
We have to soldier on
Yes girl even when we don't feel strong"

Dark Side of the Sun - Tori Amos



The trick is to keep breathing (?)
 

Happy Phantom - Tori Amos

And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go chassin' the nuns out in the yard
And I'll run naked through the streets without my mask on
And I will never need umbrellas in the rain
I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day
And the atrocities of school I can forgive
The happy phantom has no right to bitch
oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is geting dim
Will we pay for who we been

So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
They'll be my ticket to the universal opera
There's Judy Garland taking Budda by the hand
And then these seven little men get up to dance
They say Confucius does his crossword with a pen
I'm still the angel to a girl who hates to sin

oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is geting dim
Will we pay for who we been

Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back
You found a girl that you could truly love again
Will you still call for me when she falls asleep
Or do we soon forget the things we cannot see

oo who
The time is getting closer
oo who
Time to be a ghost
oo who
Every day we're getting closer
The sun is geting dim
Will we pay for who we been


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