8 de octubre de 2007
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Explosions In The Sky - Your Hand In Mine

Aquí una actuación en directo que recomiendo a todo aquel al que de verdad le guste la música... y no, Manolo Escobar será muy bueno pero no me vale.

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1 de octubre de 2007
Ya esta, se han acabo... mis largas vacaciones han llegado a su fin. Pero bueno, no hay mal que por bien no venga y espero ansioso el comienzo del nuevo curso.

Este año he pasado de las asignaturas que me tocaban puesto que ninguna de ellas era interesante y me he cogido las que de verdad me gustan, me ha dado igual de que curso fueran o si eran optativas o no y me da igual el aprobarlas o no.

No os engañéis, no pienso suspender ni una, pero eso para mi no es una prioridad. Yo voy a ir a aprender, no a estudiarme un temario dos semanas antes del examen y he de decir que pensar así es bastante motivador Whoo! Alright

The Rapture - Whoo! Alright - Yeah...uh Huh

Oh, sun drenched French girls wont relate to
A frozen girl from the northern state
Dreamin about happy babies kicking ladies in the metro now

And the mirrors wont sing back to..
Chopping your air or you're choppin the line
But you lap that up and laugh back up and smile

Whoo! Alright, lets fall apart and the clock starts here and now
Tick tick tick tick tick tick, ow!

She said your allegory is far too blunt
I said this ain't no laboratory, you're the cunt
She said I'm punching the distance, it doesn't rhyme
Or resonate brilliance in its time
But is it lyrical genius or crap rock poetry?
I say the linear drums more sin Patti Smith than me

Maybe the reason we're so uninspired
Cos we're hours late and the bodies are tired,
I think everybody here can agree
That the party aint wank cos the booze is free
No, free spirits aint setting no one's spirit free

Yeah, uh huh, I'm fallin apart and the clock starts here and now
Tick tick tick tick, ow
Wind it up now!

People don't dance no more, (what!)
They just stand there like this, (uh huh)
They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and piss (that's right!)
People don't dance no more (uh huh)
They just stand there like this (yeah!)
They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and piss (ok!)

People don't dance no more, (what!)
They just stand there like this, (that's right!)
They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and piss (ok now!)
People don't dance no more
They just stand there like this
They cross their arms and stare you down and drink and moan and piss

Y'all ready girls? (uh huh, yeah)
Break!

I used to think life's a bitter pill but its a grand old time

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24 de septiembre de 2007
Estaba yo el otro día viendo en las noticias un reportaje sobre el pocero y sus mil y una viviendas, cuando saturado ya hasta las narices decido hacer zapping y me encuentro con este vídeo.

Como podéis comprobar no hay quien se libre de el, la fama del pocero ya se extiende más allá de las fronteras de nuestra querida España. Eso si, para el extranjero se ha buscado un nombre con mucho más glamour que el que tiene por estos lares.

Kaiser Chiefs - Ruby

(Da da daaa, da da daaa)

(Da da daaa, da da daaa)

Let it never be said
That romance is dead
Cause there's so little else
Occupying my head
There is nothing I need
Except the function to breathe
But i'm not really fussed
Doesn't matter to me

Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa

Do you, do you, do you, do you?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Know what you're doing (doing) to me?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa

Due to lack of interest
Tomorrow is cancelled
Let the clocks be reset
And the pendulums held
Cause there's nothing at all
Except the space in between
Finding out what you're called
And repeating your name

Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Do you, do you, do you, do you?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Know what you're doing (doing) to me?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa-aaaa

Could it be, could it be that you're joking with me
And you don't really see you and me
Could it be, could it be that you're joking with me
And you don't really see you with me

[Instrumental]

Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Do you, do you, do you, do you?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Know what you're doing (doing) to me?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa
Do you, do you, do you, do you
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa (da da da, da da da)
Know what you're doing (doing) to me?
Ahaa-ahaa-aaaa, aaaa (da da da)

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17 de septiembre de 2007
De todos es sabido, y si no lo sabéis os lo digo yo ahora, mi pasión por la F1. Sigo esta competición desde mediados de los 90 cuando apenas tenia 10 años y son fan de F. Alonso desde que lo veía correr por las tardes en la 2 en la formula Nissan.

El caso es que tras ver como se desarrollaban los acontecimientos desde el G.P. de Hungria y despues leer esta entrada en Racingpasion, me he dado cuenta de que la canción de hoy interpreta bastante bien la situación del equipo McLaren... un subordinado sublevado y otro que hace cualquier cosa con tal de caer en la gracia de su jefe.

Espero que la historia no acabe igual.

Kasabian - Empire

Too much information
Well I said you're good for nothing
Come on to the back
I said your needles count for something
Guess I'd better tell you now
Guess I'd better be around

Singing for your questions
But you've stolen all of my answers
Too much entertainment drove
and thats not all the colour
Tell me that you've seen a ghost
I'll tell you what to fear the most

Stop!
I said it's happening again!
We're all wasting away!
We're all wasting away!


Too much information
Well I said you're good for nothing
Stitch your part of counterfeit
I said your far out here
Taking at the roads
Where you're taken for the simple codes

Swimming with the fishes
While the serpent waves his tongue
With a belly full of splinters
Now you see that I'm the one
Tell me that you've seen a ghost
I'll tell you what to fear the most

Stop!
I said it's happening again!
We're all wasting away!
We're all wasting away!

Repeat!

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10 de septiembre de 2007

Pogo.

(Del lat. pogo).

1. m. Baile consistente en saltar y chocarse unos contra otros al ritmo de la música.

2. m. Canción del dúo alemán Digitalism. De estilo indie-electro, esta canción es capaz de calar hasta los huesos y transmitir la energía necesaria para afrontar la semana final de exámenes.



Digitalism - Pogo

Forward!

Now where has it been
I mean the good old wild days
Became a bit too lame
Just take a look at my place
It's such a mess
But i'll be outta this space as soon as you tell me where the night is
You have to set up
Bring it on
Forward!

Yeah, woohoo
There's something in the air
woohoo

There's something in the air
Yeah, woohoo
There's something in the air

It's been quite of a while since i could experience your brightness
Now you've got a brighter smile and i think i'm going to like it
Talking 'bout the better things, you know how to maximize
Everything around you will become supersized
You have to set up
Away from
what matters
And get it prepared
Forward!

Yeah, woohoo
There's something in the air
Woohoo
There's something in the air
Woohoo
There's something in the air
Yeah, Woohoo
There's something in the air
Woohoo
'Cause i've been dreaming we could be the fire for this night
Can't stop
You have to set up

We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Bring it on)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Forward)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Set Up)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(You have to set up)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Bring it on)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Forward)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(Set Up)
We could get so wasted if you would have come
(You have to set up)

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3 de septiembre de 2007
Mal rollo me trae esta canción, pero que muy mal rollo.

El caso es que no acabo de entender si esta sensación que siento es causada por la canción, que tiene una letra un tanto apocalíptica, para que negarlo, o por el vídeo...

Pero bueno, de eso trata la música, de transmitir sensaciones.

The Knife - We Share Our Mother's Health

We came down from the north
Blue hands and a torch
Red wine and food for free
A possibility
We share our mothers' health
It is what we've been dealt
What's in it for me?
Fine
Then I'll agree

Trees there will be
Apples, fruits maybe
You know what I fear
The end is always near

x2

Say you like it
Say you need it
When you don't
Looking better
Shining brighter
Than you do
x2

(Repeat the 'Say you like it' sequence
with the 'Trees there will be' sequence until end...)

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27 de agosto de 2007
Porque todo lo que toca Jay-Z me impresiona?
Porque este ritmo me hipnotiza?
Porque le daría un 100 sobre 10 a este video?
 
Porque no puedo quitarme esta canción de la cabeza?


Rihanna - Umbrella

No clouds in my storms
Let it rain, I hydroplane in the bank
Coming down with the Dow Jones
When the clouds come we gone, we Rocafella
She fly higher than weather
And G5’s are better, You know me,
an anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips for the rainy day
Jay, Rain Man is back with little Ms. Sunshine
Rihanna where you at?

You have my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
May be in magazines
But you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can't see shiny cars
And that's when you need me there
With you I'll always share
Because

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

These fancy things, will never come in between
You're part of my entity, here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart
Because

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

You can run into my arms
It's okay don't be alarmed
Come into me
There's no distance in between our love
So go on and let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
Because

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)

It's raining
Ooh baby it's raining
Baby come into me
Come into me
It's raining
Oh baby it's raining

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20 de agosto de 2007
· El verano esta llegando a su fin y ya va siendo hora de ponerse a estudiar para los exámenes de Septiembre.

Así de primeras este simple razonamiento acaba de darme una patada en el estomago... bueno manos a la obra a dejar pasar el tiempo estudiar un poco.


Mashlim - The Shore

I won’t forget you
I won’t forget you

I won’t forget you
I’ll find you on the shore
You’re rooted in,
a dying ocean
All of your silence
Rang like a storm of bells

It’s been too long
Did you get to face the crowd?

Down on your knees
Your conscious biting
Disarray, your heart has fallen
And all your work has been forgotten
To all you were
You know who you are
You know who you are

I won’t forget you
I’ll find you on the shore
You’re rooted in a dying ocean
All of your silence
Rang like a storm of bells
It’s been too long
Did you get to face the crowd?

Down on your knees
Your conscious biting
Disarray, your heart has fallen
And all you were has been forgotten
To all you were
You know who you are
You know who you are

And I won’t forget you (I won’t forget you)
And I won’t forget you (I won’t forget you)
And I won’t forget you (I won’t forget you)
And I won’t forget you
Forget you

You know who you are
You know who you are

I won’t forget you
I’ll find you on the shore
You’re rooted in a dying ocean
All of your silence
Rang like a storm of bells
It’s been too long
Did you get to face the crowd?

I won’t forget you
I won’t forget you
Did you get to face the crowd?

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13 de agosto de 2007
Esta canción sacada del álbum de debut de los príncipes del brit-pop Bloc Party, me ha acompañado durante largo tiempo en mis trayectos de ida y vuelta a la universidad, y por tal compañía creo que merece que la haga conocida allá hasta donde abarque este blog... uséase, la habitación en la que me encuentro y las adyacentes a esta.


Bloc Party - Banquet

A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I can give you life, I can take it away

A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I'm working it out
Why'd you feel so underrated?
Why'd you feel so negated?

Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light

She don't think straight
No, no, no,
She don't think straight
She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops
And you don't taste like her and you never ever will
And we don't read the papers, we don't read the news
Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled

Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into the light

And if you feel a little left behind
We will wait for you on the other side

And if you feel a little left behind
We will wait for you on the other side

I'm on fire
Cos you know I'm on fire when you come
Cos you know I'm on fire
Cos you know I'm on fire so stub me out

Cos I'm on fire, cos I'm on fire
Cos I'm on fire, cos I'm on fire

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6 de agosto de 2007
Ahora los jueces pasaran a puntuar el siguiente vídeo!

    · 9,4
    · 9,0
    · 9,8
    · 100
    · 9,7

Haber, el cuarto juez que coloque en su sitio el letrero de la coma, que no tenemos todo el día.

    · Uy, si, perdón... 100,

The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

I am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch
but its thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
when I am missing you to death
when you are out there on the road
for several weeks of shows
and when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great heights,
"come down now", they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away,
"come down now", but we'll stay...


I tried my best to leave
this all on your machine
but the persistent beat it sounded thin
upon listening
and that frankly will not fly
you will hear the shrillest highs
and lowest lows with the windows down
when this is guiding you home

They will see us waving from such great heights,
"come down now", they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now", but we'll stay...

They will see us waving from such great heights,
"come down now", they'll say
but everything looks perfect from far away
"come down now", but we'll stay...

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29 de julio de 2007
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Good Charlotte - Keep Your Hands Off My Girl

Let the record play,
Let the record play,
Let the record play.

The way that you dance,
The way that you move,
The way that you stare at me across the room,
You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got what you need,
I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got a model 26,
But she stays in her place,
I got a curve shirt neatly,
Tucked inside in my waist.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,

The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,

They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

Now she sweating my friends,
And my hurricane shoes,
She likes the records I spin,
But out Adam Barton tattoos,
But she can't say "what's up",
So what does she do,
She just stays posted up,
The other side of the room,
I got AMC tattooed on my hand,
I got black wall street on a black bandana.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
They say "Aha, ahha",
But the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

She, she, she don't wanna talk about it,
He, he, he wants to fight about,
Me, me, I don't wanna fight about it,
I just wanna be about it,
I'm just trying to stay about it,
Step out the wagon,
You know the boy starts to hate,
The girl that came with him,
They like that's not the boy she dates,
They get the fighting and swearing,
And now the boyfriend is staring,
The disco ball on the ceiling,
Looks like the chain that I'm wearing,
But the music keeps playing,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
from my neck in my chain.

And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl,
And the record keeps playing,
The same old song,
The hipster keeps mugging on me all night long,
They say "Aha, ahha",
Keep your hands off my girl,
Keep your hands off my girl.

You carry Dior bags,
And you got your Chanel,
You wear Louis Vuitton, HG, and YSL,
Now I got what you need,
I got DCMA,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain,
I got brass knuckles hanging,
From my neck in my chain.

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23 de julio de 2007
Mierda, mierda... que no llego a tiempo para postear... a quien se le ocurrio ponerle el botón snooze a los despertadores???

Enter Shikari es una banda formada en el 2003 por cuatro miembros con gustos tan dispares como lo pueden ser el trance, el hardcore y el punk. Procedentes del mismísimo London, siempre prefirieron tocar en salas pequeñas cerca del publico, al que consideran un miembro más del grupo, pero tras romper con la pana en el Download Festival se han visto forzados a tocar en lugares más amplios y despejados de todo tipo de columnas o pilares.

Tras la visualización de este otro video (de imprescindible visionado (por lo menos el primer minuto (aunque no obligo a nadie (que conste)))), no me extraña que se vean forzados a tocar en lugares amplios y despejados, puesto que pongo en duda las oportunidades que pueda tener una sala pequeña de aguantar en pie tras dos horas de pogo desenfrenado.

Sin más chorradas que contar os dejo con su ultimo single sacado de su disco "T
ake to the Skies"

Enter Shikari - Jonny Sniper

Rise,
taste the air,
lock and load,
pull the trigger,
Climb, to new heights,
and tell me,
tell me what you hear...

A whisper from the wind, and I can't help but listen,
It warns us of disaster, and I can't help but wonder,
Can anyone hear the same distress call?

So this is a quest to save the world,
And he'll always be here for another,
Another day, another chance to rescue.

(OK Jonny, lock and load)

This is all I need to feel alive,
(Remember now, aim small, miss small)

The crashing of white waves and I can't help but listen,
The screaming of the Earth, and I can't help but...

So this is a quest to save the world,
And he'll always be here for another,
Another day, another chance to rescue.

And this is all I need to feel alive, (oh yeah)
(Hey Jonny!)
This is all I need to feel alive

Way to save the world!
Way to save the world!
Way to save the world!
Way.....to save......the world!

So this is a quest to save the world,
And he'll always be here for another,
Another day, another chance to rescue.

So this is a quest to save the world,
And he'll always be here for another,
Another day, another chance to rescue.

This is all I need to feel alive.

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16 de julio de 2007
Whaaaahhhaaa!!!      /* Onomatopeya que simboliza que me acabo de despertar */

Que? Ya es lunes?. Jod** como pasan los días en vacaciones.

Bueno... esto... no tengo nada preparado para hoy... disculpad si os suelto la canción de los Lunes a palo seco.

Gorillaz - DARE

It's coming up (x6)
It's Dare
It's Dare

You've got a press it on you
You just think it,
That's what you do, baby!
Hold it down, DARE.

Jump with them all,
And move it,
Jump back and forth
It feels like you were there yourself,
And work it out.

Never did no harm (2x)
It's Dare
It's coming up (x5)
It's Dare

You've got a press it on you
You just think it,
That's what you do, baby!
Hold it down, DARE.

Jump with them all,
And move it,
Jump back and forth
It feels like you were there yourself,
And work it out.

Never did no harm (2x)
It's Dare
It's coming up (x5)
It's Dare

You've got a press it on you
You just think it,
That's what you do, baby!
Hold it down, DARE.

Jump with them all,
And move it,
Jump back and forth
It feels like you were there yourself,
And work it out.

You've got to press it on you.
You just to think it.
That's what you do, baby.
Hold it down, DARE.

Jump with them all,
And move it,
Jump back and forth
It feels like you were there yourself,
And work it out.

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9 de julio de 2007
El indie-rock es uno de mis géneros musicales favoritos junto con las sevillanas y Hard-Fi es uno de mis referentes en él. Con una música pletórica de energía, capaz de alegrarle el día al cualquiera, Hard-Fi esta destinada a ser una de las bandas con mayor futuro según la prensa especializada.

Hard-Fi irrumpió en
2005, desde la barriada de Haines con un par de singles que pusieron patas arriba la escena londinense. El 4 de julio se puso a la venta su disco de debut Stars of CCTV, un gran disco de pop y rock británico con influencias de The Clash, The Smiths, o The Jam.

Esto último lo copypasteo de la wikipedia, pero es que no puedo más, el viernes terminaron los exámenes y yo aún estoy con una resaca de narices de tantos socios morosos, fusiones de sociedades y demás parafernalia administrativa.


Hard-Fi - Hard To Beat

I've seen you darling, seen you hanging round town
You in a short skirt, shining eyes of deep brown
You had a dirty look, you caught me on your hook
Turn up the thermostat, I want to see you sweat

Oh yeah, girl, you've got something I like...

I walked right over, said hi, how ya doin'?
You smiled at me and girl you tore right through me
I said come on let's dance, we've got to take our chance
You whispered in my ear, you wanna get out of here

Can you feel it? Rocking the city
Ah yeah, straight out of nowhere-ness
Like a fist, can't resist you, oh no
I tell you something

You know I love ya, just wanna touch ya
Stand up, knock me right off my feet
Hard to beat
Hard to beat
Hard to beat

Let's spend the night, spend the night together
Heart beating so fast, as you take my shirt off
This girl I saw round town, well now she's going down
Stuck on a losing streak, I think you've turned it round

Can you feel it? Rocking the city
Ah yeah, straight out of nowhereness
Like a fist, can't resist you, oh no
I tell you something

You know I love ya, just wanna touch ya
Stand up, knock me right off my feet
Hard to beat
Hard to beat
Hard to beat

Goodness
No, I've never known a night like this
Can't believe it, you're so hard to beat
Hard to beat

Drive me crazy, my beautiful baby
Let's spend the whole day right here together


You know I love ya, just wanna touch ya
Stand up, knock me right off my feet
Hard to beat
Hard to beat
Hard to beat

Oh yeah, girl, you've got something I like...
Oh yeah, girl, you've got something I like...
...

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2 de julio de 2007
Los exámenes están llegando a su fin y con ellos todas mis energías. No me queda más remedio que poner una canción rompedora para ver si así consigo aguantar lo que queda hasta mi último examen sin morir en el intento.

La elegida a sido Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche de Escape The Fate, que con su vídeo muy a lo Death Note, con esas melenas lacias y ese aire apocalíptico me ha dejado estupefacto... y que coño, el ritmo es impresionante, aguantando siempre arriba.

Mi ingles no es que sea demasiado bueno, y mi interpretación de cualquier letra es más bien desastrosa, pero juraría que la canción esta muy inspirada en la obra Romeo y Julieta de Sir William Shakespeare Luigi da Porto.


Escape The Fate - Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche

Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?

How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet.
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget.

Something I cannot forget.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet.
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget.

Something I cannot forget.

I can't take this (take) anymore.

(I cannot feel what you've done to me)

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window, window.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet.
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget.

Something I cannot forget.

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25 de junio de 2007
Hoy vais a ser sujetos de mis experimentos... vamos a probar a incluir la letra de la canción del lunes, a ver que tal queda.

La canción elegida para tal menester ha sido Needy Girl de Chromeo, todo un clásico dentro de mi biblioteca musical, que se remonta a mis tiempos oscuros en los que ordenaba mi música por playlist dentro de Winamp corriendo bajo el infame XP.

Por Jobs, que poco echo de menos aquellos tiempos.

Chromeo - Needy Girl

Wanna play yourself and no one else - Alright (A A A Alright)
And You Wanna go out wanna scream and shout Tonight (To to Tonight)
You Want some space like get out of my face Alright (A A A Alright)
And you want me back put your life on track - Tonight (To o oonight)

You're a needy girl I can tell when I look in your big brown eyes
You Want my world but how can I do yours if I can't do mine
I Try to change but somehow it don't matter i dont feel the same
it's all about what you want what you say how you feel how you play the game

You're a needy girl and you want my world
I Try to change
But its not the same

Telephone

When you're home alone, you don't answer the phone Alright
(Aaa Alright)
But its like a crime if I don't answer mine Tonight (Too o Tonight)
So you found a man and he is more than a friend Alright (Aaa Alright)
But you still call me for some t-l-c Tonight (Tooo Tonight)

You're a needy girl I can tell when I look in your big brown eyes
You want my world but how can I do yours if I cant do mine
I try to change but somehow I dont feel the same
Its all about what you want what you say what you fel what how play the game

You're a needy girl
And you want my world
I try to change
but its not the same

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18 de junio de 2007
Esta mañana me he encontrado en un serio aprieto, puesto que no podía decantarme por ninguna de las dos canciones que pretendía haceros escuchar hoy, a saber, Bouldevar of Broken Dream y Wonderwall, de Green Day y Oasis respectivamente, así que no he tenido más remedio que dejar que la suerte decida que vídeo poner.

Le he pedido 20€ a mi hermano para echarlo a cara o cruz pero misteriosamente el billete ha desaparecido entre mis bolsillos y entre gritos de "es mio devuelvemelo!!!" y "ya me debes 70€!!!" le he usurpado la cartera para poder sustraerle una moneda de 1€, o en su defecto dos o tres...

El caso es que con las monedas en mi poder me he dispuesto ha zanjar la disputa entre los dos vídeos anteriormente mencionados lanzando una de ellas al aire... cara Oasis, cruz Green Day.

30 veces he lanzado la moneda y esta siempre ha caido de canto!!!...

Bueno vale, es mentira, pero todo el rollo de antes me parecia una buena escusa para haceros saber que aún teniendo dos caras opuestas siempre hay un vídeo canto que las vincula.

Green Day vs Oasis

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11 de junio de 2007
Muchos conocerán la canción de esta semana por ser la elegida por el FIB Heineken para promocionar el festival de este año.

Otros simplemente la reconocerán como la canción del anuncio en que sale una oreja a cuerda andando... ains, jamás pensé que tendría que volver a decir esta ultima frase.


Spoon - I Turn My Camera On

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4 de junio de 2007
Haber que encuentro en el YouTube para el video de hoy... este valdrá.

Hooola a todos, el video de esta semana, me ha llamado especialmente la atención por el grafismo que posee, el contraste entre los llamativos colores y el blanco y negro me encanta.

Y es que esas camisetas, que dejan a la altura del betún a la T-Qualizer pueden conmigo. Haber si me animo y me hago un par con algunos de los diseños que aparecen en el video.


Justice - D.A.N.C.E

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28 de mayo de 2007
Y llegamos a la última semana de Mayo, primera de Junio. Ya falta menos para la época de exámenes y yo ya estoy de estudiar hasta las narices, y eso que aún no he abierto un libro... literalmente.

Eso si, antes de que todos nos volvamos locos de tanto estudiar vamos a tomarnos un respiro y nos vamos a tomar un Kit-Kat ir todos a un Karaoke, que invito yo.


The Blow - Parentheses

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