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You are viewing the most recent 50 entries October 7th, 200905:02 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 hablarEn 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! Tags: canciones
August 31st, 200905:18 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!Tags: canciones
August 24th, 200904:52 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 Tags: canciones
August 20th, 200912:09 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: ZombaritavilleTags: canciones
August 7th, 200906:10 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.) Tags: canciones
August 3rd, 200909:43 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 Tags: canciones
July 11th, 200906:18 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, 200906:00 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 :-) Tags: canciones, testes chorras
June 24th, 200902:00 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. Tags: canciones
June 9th, 200911:31 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! Tags: canciones
June 1st, 200912:15 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... Tags: canciones, videos
April 20th, 200910:15 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 buenazoPD: "This may be the only time a gangster actually had an instrument in his instrument case."Tags: canciones
February 26th, 200901:16 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. Tags: apple corer, canciones
February 25th, 200911:59 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. Tags: canciones
December 14th, 200811:32 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, 200805:23 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!!!" Tags: canciones
September 29th, 200808:59 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!!! )Tags: canciones
September 19th, 200812:21 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
Ver vídeo en YouTube¿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? Tags: canciones
August 12th, 200808:39 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"
Ver vídeo en YouTubeNOTA: No es desamor. Es duelo. ... Aunque a veces sean lo mismo. Tags: apple corer, canciones, fragmentos, videos
June 30th, 200812:21 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
Ver vídeo en YouTubeTarantino approved, y Litio approved ;-)Tags: canciones
June 13th, 200803:13 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... Ver vídeo en YouTube Tags: canciones
June 12th, 200812:52 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 Ver vídeo en YouTube Tags: canciones, videos
June 5th, 200801:39 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 BushTHE 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 EurythmicsTHE 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! Tags: canciones
May 20th, 200811:40 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). Ver vídeo en YouTubeTags: canciones, templo de carne, videos
May 13th, 200812:23 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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Ver vídeo en YouTube La de Pavarotti no la pongo, que se me cae la lágrimilla :-STags: canciones, videos
May 11th, 200808:26 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. Tags: canciones, legend of lol
April 27th, 200803:37 pm: MELODÍA ALFABÉTICAMENTE ORDENADA
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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). Tags: canciones, testes chorras
April 14th, 200812:08 am: IT MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING YOU SAID!!!
I Just Died In Your Arms - Cutting CrewOh I, I just died in your arms tonightIt must have been something you saidI just died in your arms tonightI keep looking for something I can't getBroken hearts lie all around meAnd I don't see an easy way to get out of thisHer diary it sits on the bedside tableThe curtains are closed, the cats in the cradleWho would've thought that a boy like me could come to thisOh I, I just died in your arms tonightIt must've been something you saidI just died in your arms tonightOh I, I just died in your arms tonightIt must've been some kind of kissI should've walked awayIs there any just cause for feeling like this?On the surface I'm a name on a listI try to be discreet, but then blow it againI've lost and found, it's my final mistakeShe's loving by proxy, no give and all take'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many timesOh I, I just died in your arms...It was a long hot nightShe made it easy, she made it feel rightBut now it's over the moment has goneI followed my hands not my head, I know I was wrongOh I, I just died in your arms...</lj-embed>Ver vídeo en YouTube PD: La versión de To/Die/For también me gusta: ¡click!Tags: canciones, legend of lol
April 8th, 200801:20 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): | 19:17:14 | The Cure - At Night | Current Song | | 19:14:36 | Cure - Boys Don't Cry (single, 1979) | | 19:13:11 | The Cure - Inbetween Days (RS Home Demo) | | 19:08:44 | The Cure - Cold | | 19:03:54 | The Cure - A Letter To Elise | | 18:58:53 | The Cure - Club America | | 18:54:50 | The Cure - Stop Dead | | 18:44:31 | the Cure - The Promise | | 18:41:18 | The Cure - The Dream | | 18:34:36 | The Cure - A Forest (Mark Plati Mix) | | 18:28:09 | The Cure - Coming Up | | 18:23:19 | The Cure - Numb | | 18:19:06 | Cure - Cut Here | | 18:15:24 | Cure - 10:15 Saturday Night | | 18:11:17 | the Cure - Never | | 18:07:55 | The Cure - I'm A Cult Hero (Cult Hero Live In The Marquee Club London 3/80) | | 18:04:20 | The Cure - Hot Hot Hot!!! | | 18:01:42 | The Cure - Screw | | 17:58:40 | Cure - Object | | 17:55:23 | Cure - 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 PromiseHow 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, 200810:50 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): Ver vídeo en YouTube
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. Tags: canciones
March 24th, 200811:33 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 Tags: canciones, comics
March 6th, 200802:17 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 )Tags: canciones, listas
March 1st, 200805:54 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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February 27th, 200811:40 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! Tags: batmaaan, canciones, enlaces, imagenes
February 24th, 200811:25 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???". Ver vídeo en YouTube 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 Ver vídeo en YouTube 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 :-PPPTags: canciones, imagenes en accion
December 30th, 200711:45 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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November 27th, 200702:49 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, 200711:55 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: Ver vídeo en YouTube

Instrumento para sacar corazonesCurrent Mood:  touched
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November 7th, 200709:52 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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August 16th, 200701:47 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, 200701:02 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, 200704:15 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. Ver vídeo en YouTubeTags: canciones, templo de carne
May 27th, 200704:33 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
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May 7th, 200712:13 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
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April 27th, 200703:37 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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