Beast Music

Two Gallants - Las Cruces Jail

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Thu, 05 Mar 2015 07:08:00 +0000

Well I spent last night in Las Cruces Jail.

Raining hail, born to fail.

Nobody come for to go my bail.

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Well I shot one man on the county line.

Took his dime and I blew his mind.

Now I'm just sittin' here doin' time.

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Well a restless wind is whistling through the windows in my head,

through all the scrapes that I've survived.

And in my hour of darkness I keep counsel with the dead,

just enough to remind me I'm alive.

Well I write to the governor for to hear my plea

but he don't even answer me.

The judge said he's gonna set my spirit free.

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Gavel fell, he chose the day,

cattle tie, thirteenth of May.

But I don't plan to go that way.

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.

Don't buy all the lies that they feed ya.

And though you're heading slowly to some place I can't respect,

I'll keep you in my collection of regrets.

And that's twenty-one fell by my gun, oh, they all fell the same.

Just need one more to match my age.

Then I'll count my killin' done. but I won't deny my name:

Quickest wrist of chaparral and sage.

Now desperate times call for desperate men,

I'm just a kid but I'll pretend my time will come but until then,

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Well I see that gallows altar, that circle 'round the Sun.

They're gonna hang me if I stay here, and shoot me if I run.

That jailer better watch his pride

or off my wrists these shackles slide.

Hear my restless fourty-five.

Sun, don't you rise no more.

Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.

Don't buy all the lies that they feed ya.

And though you're heading slowly to some place I can't respect,

I'll keep you in my collection of regrets.

And down the highway, down the road, to infamy I'll ride.

I'll take my pardon on the run,

with a trail of death behind me and Deluvina at my side,

two silhouettes against the Sun.

Well I spent last night in Las Cruces Jail.

Raining hail, born to Fail.

Nobody come for to go my bail.

Sun, don't you rise no more

's burn again (video y letra) Louis Armstrong- Can anyone explain (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 07:16:00 +0000

It's good to see you again
You're my lover take my hand.
It's so good to touch your skin
To grab your jeans and bite your lips again.

We're gonna make it 'til we get sick
Stop talking about it. Let's burn again!

(Chorus:)
Now! Lay down on me.
I'm sure we're gonna love it.
It's all we desire we're gonna catch on fire
Just to feel again.
The two of us (the two of us).

I like your morning face your morning breath
Let's make love twice.
It's been so long since I've been here
and smelled your hair and felt your breast

Peaceful and lazy it's all I wanna be
There ain't no time to waste Let's burn again!

(Chorus)

Peaceful and lazy it's all I wanna be
There ain't no time to waste Let's burn again!

(Chorus) x2

's burn again (video y letra) Louis Armstrong- Can anyone explain (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 24 Jul 2010 06:35:00 +0000

Can anyone explain the thrill of a kiss
No! No! No!
But when two eager lips are pressed against yours
You'll know, yes, you'll know

Can anyone explain the glow of romance
No! No! No!
But when you hear the phrase "It's you I adore"
You'll know, yes, you'll know

And you will find, to give love a start
Don't think with your mind, just feel with your heart

Can anyone explain the wonder of love
No! No! No!
But now that you and I are sharing a sigh
We know, yes, we know

(Orchestal Break)

Say, pop's, ohh, pop's put that horn down and listen
I wanna ask you a question
What's buggin' you baby?
Well, have you ever been in love?
Are you some? I've been in love four times, but tell me

Can anyone explain the thrill of a kiss
No! No! No!
But when two eager lips are pressed against yours
Then you'll know, yes, you'll know

Can anyone explain the glow of romance
No! No! No!
But when you hear the phrase "It's you I adore"
Then you'll know, yes, you'll know honey

And you will find, to give love a start
Don't think with your mind, just feel with your heart

Can anyone explain the wonder of love
No! No! No!
But now that you and I are sharing a sigh
We know, yes, yes, yes, we know

Aram Khachaturian - Sabre Dance

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 07:02:00 +0000

Esta cancion me ayuda a hacer los quehaceres del hogar.. =/

Leo Delibes: Dome Epais (Flower Duet) (Lakme, Act I) (musica, letra y traduccion: frances-ingles)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 05:59:00 +0000

Por que algunas voces son hermosas..

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble
Sur la rive en fleurs,
Riant au matin
Viens, descendons ensemble.

Doucement glissons de son flot charmant
Suivons le courant fuyant
Dans l’onde frémissante

D’une main nonchalante
Viens, gagnons le bord,
Où la source dort et
L’oiseau, l’oiseau chante.

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin,
Ah! descendons
Ensemble!

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin
À la rose s’assemble
Sur la rive en fleurs,
Riant au matin

Viens, descendons ensemble.

Doucement glissons de son flot charmant
Suivons le courant fuyant
Dans l’onde frémissante
D’une main nonchalante
Viens, gagnons le bord,
Où la source dort et
L’oiseau, l’oiseau chante.

Sous le dôme épais
Où le blanc jasmin,
Ah! descendons
Ensemble!

Traduccion al ingles:

Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
With the roses entwined together
On the river bank covered with flowers laughing in the morning
Let us descend together!

Gently floating on its charming risings,
On the river’s current
On the shining waves,
One hand reaches,
Reaches for the bank,
Where the spring sleeps,
And the bird, the bird sings.

Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
Ah! calling us
Together!

Under the thick dome where white jasmine
With the roses entwined together
On the river bank covered with flowers laughing in the morning
Let us descend together!

Gently floating on its charming risings,
On the river’s current
On the shining waves,
One hand reaches,
Reaches for the bank,
Where the spring sleeps,
And the bird, the bird sings.

Under the thick dome where the white jasmine
Ah! calling us
Together!

Gregorio Allegri - Miserere mei deus (video musical)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 05:38:00 +0000

Requiem para mi..

¿Alguna ves han imaginado el momento de su muerte? No por morbosidad, solo curiosidad. Imaginar un poco mas allá: la reacción de tus familiares, si es suicidio..el trauma de quien te encuentre..¿quien llorara por ti? ¿Qué hablaran de ti ahora que no estas..? En fin, infinidad..irónico, no?

Yo me lo imagino una que otra vez al mes..pero ya dejó de parecerme entretenido..no por la monotonía de la fantasía, si no por la falta de interés que tengo en algunos.

La semana pasada me han preguntado cual seria un buen soudtrac para mi muerte..no tarde mucho en pensarlo.

Se los comparto a continuacion:

Samantha Crain - Lions (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Thu, 15 Jul 2010 09:05:00 +0000

Iba a ponerles la informacion y todo eso..pero me dio por solo subir las imagenes!

Y por ultimo señores..el video y la letra.

Bring all paralyzed things to my side
Let me see, let me see
Their bodies collide
Underneath, underneath the light

Pray for wooden floors
We will all have bad dreams
Underneath, underneath the drippy sink
After all the ringing is gone to bed

And I swear
All the eye saw the white
Is haunting me
I'm always waking up screaming
Where have you left me this time

And there on the table
Are all the stories you had told
Tracing lines
Of gold

I couldn't see
When you told me go away
I don't want you around
After today

Red mark
Right there
Over the doorway
Passover bring us some privacy
Take anything you want

And eyes a lion's came
To rob us of our prey
We cry
Cause we lost more time

And we stood up with fight
And we broke down the door
We promised we would not
Be afraid any more

Oh oh
Gonna get you through this
Gonna get, gonna get you through this oh

Oh oh
Gonna get you through this
Gonna get, gonna get you through this oh

Oh oh
Gonna get you through this
Gonna get, gonna get you through this oh

Schiller mit Heppner - Dream of you (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Mon, 12 Jul 2010 09:27:00 +0000

Hppner y Shiller son dos músicos creativos con letras simples y poderosas al igual que profundas...sin duda alguna se puede escuchar chill out,electronic..pero cuándo escuchas a ambos sabes que te pondran con buena energia y en un estado de animo..totalmente pacivo.

I've been here all the time
As far as I know doing right
I've always waited for the moment
That you would come through my door
But this brought loneliness so far
I lay my hand onto my heart
Is this the life I want to live
Is this the dream I had of you?

But this brought loneliness so far
I lay my hand onto my heart
Is this the life I want to live
Is this the dream I had of you...
the dream I had of you?

Now I'm standing here alone
I'm waiting on my own
For something that will fill the emptiness inside
The moment that you're mine
But this is loneliness I know
I lay my hand onto my soul
Is this what life has got to give
Is this the dream I had of you...
The dream I had of you?

But this is loneliness I know
I lay my hand onto my soul
Is this what life has got to give?
Is this the dream,
the dream I had of you?

Kings of Convenience - I'd rather dance with you (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 06:05:00 +0000

Kings of Convenience son un dúo de Indie pop - Folk Pop formado por Erlend Øye y Eirik Glambek Bøe y procedente de Bergen, Noruega.

Su música se basa en las guitarras acústicas, añadiendo ocasionalmente arreglos de cuerda o pianos, y recibe una gran influencia de bandas actuales como Belle & Sebastian y de otras clásicas como Garfunkel .

También pueden distinguirse algunas pinceladas de Bossa Nova en la sonoridad de sus guitarras.

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you
So why don't we just move into the other room
There's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune

Even if I could hear what you said
I doubt my reply would be interesting for you to hear
Because I haven't read a single book all year
And the only film I saw, I didn't like it at all

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking
I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings
And you'll make me smile by really getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing...

(Getting into the swing...)
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance with you
I'd rather dance with you

José González - Cycling Trivialities (video no oficial y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 05:46:00 +0000

José González nacido en Gotemburgo, 1978, de padres argentinos emigrados a Suecia, González creció escuchando música folk latinoamericana.
Género(s): Indie, folk
Instrumento: Guitarra clásica

Creció en un hogar donde la música siempre estuvo presente. Las influencias de la música latinoamericana heredadas de sus padres argentinos convivieron armoniosamente con los éxitos del pop y el rock inglés y norteamericano,

De sus tantos videos..no me dio la gana de poner alguno hahaha.
No es por joder, solo que encontre este otro video, la cancion es Cycling Trivialities con un video acerca de la guerra. Un video para reflexionar..

Too blind to know your best.
Hurrying through the forks without regrets.
Different now, every step feels like a mile.
All the lights seem to flash and pass you by.

So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.

Don't know which way to turn.
Every trifle becoming big concerns.
All this time you were chasing dreams,
without knowing what you wanted them to mean.

So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.

Who cares in a hundred years from now.
All the small steps, all your shitty clouds.
Who cares in a hundred years from now.
Who'll remember all the players.
Who'll remember all the clowns.

So how's it gonna be.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.

So what does this really mean.
When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities.
Cycling trivialities

Vivir solo significa..para mi.

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Wed, 07 Jul 2010 17:33:00 +0000

Vivir solo es una experiencia que la mayoria de los adolescentes quisiera pasar.
Solo se puede pensar en las fiestas, las mujeres que pasaran por tu cama, las pedas interminables..un desmadre.
Venga que es cierto..pero solo si eres un niño rico.

La realidad es que cuando empiezas a vivir solo..es por que tu vida se esta empezando a volver una mierda. Has tenido problemas y simplemente quieres alejarte un poco. Pensando que al estar solo aliviaras las preocupaciones y demas aflicciones..

Pero no nos salgamos del tema, que hoy es un dia facil para divagar.
Dentro de una de las tantas cosas negativas estan la limpieza del hogar..

La basura se vuelve como un enemigo. Atrae a aliados y te destruye tu buen humor.
¿Qué significa esto? Facil! Uno tiene que irse acostumbrando a sacar la basura todos los dias, a limpiar cada cosa que ensuciemos, ya sea ropa, platos, vasos, aun la cosa mas pequeña se puede ir acumulando hasta volverse un vortice de entropia..y llegan entonces los inquilinos no deseados..LAS MALDITAS CUCARACHAS Y HORMIGAS.

Tu siempre trataras de que tu casa no este "sucia". Pero jamas lo lograras..o almenos no mas de 1 dia. Por mucho que te esfuerces siempre pasa algo..la familia viene a visitarte, los amigos quieren pasar un rato contigo, etc.
Y siendo sinceros, ellos no son tu. Ellos solo llegan y ven la casa sucia y te lo hacen notar con comentario sarcasticos y por demas divertidos..pero no para ti.

Todos critican y nadie mueve un dedo. Porque al final de la fiesta/reunion/convivo todo el mundo o esta muy lleno, o muy pedo o tiene mucha weba, entonces lo mas adecuado es irse a casa. Donde no hubo ningun suceso social y todo esta libre de cenizas, de platos sucios, de vasos por doquier, de hormigas, de colillas, de un hinodoro meado por cada centimetro cuadrado..en fin, de cosas que limpiar.

Lo mas chistoso es que cuando ellos llegan y notan que tu casa no esta limpia, pues..les da igual seguir ensuciando. Hacen basura, la meten por todos los rincones de tu casa y lo hacen con un cinismo tal que te dan ganas de patearlos en la cara.

Otra de la mierda de vivir solo es que tienes que empezar a trabajar..aunque te manden dinero, aceptemoslo, nunca es suficiente. Por que empiezas a tener otros habitos, otros gustos. aqui lo mejor que puedes hacer es una lista de las cosas que necesitas a la semana o al mes, y no dejar, por ningun motivo que esta lista se vea modificada cada dos dias o cada que haya peda en tu casa.

Y he aqui la tercera cosas negativa de vivir solo.
Puede que la experiencia sea una de las mejores de tu vida, porque es cuando tienes que empezar a ver por tu personas, te haces mas responsable, mas practico, mas independiente, te formas como adulto, etc.

Pero tambien empiezas a conocer el mundo real, te das cuenta que tus sueños son solo eso..SUEÑOS! Que tendras que romperte la madre para conseguir aun la mas nimia necesidad. Que nada es facil, que las personas mienten, que son egoistas..y que por mas cercanos que sean..esas personas jamas seran tu, jamas pensaran como tu, jamas sentiran lo que tu, ni siquiera algo remotamente cercano.

Y no es como que puedas escapar de esto..por que cuando has estado solo y regresas a vivir con la familia es como un retroceso, volver a adaptarse, y, en fin, infinidad de mierda.

Y aunque normalmente a estas alturas uno ha perdido la esperanza..siempre queda la ilusion de encontrar a alguien que te saque del hoyo donde estas cayendo..porque ¿¡apoco creias que esto era el fondo!? hahaha no vas ni a la mitad mi estimado.

Pero entonces me pregunto..¿existira ese alguien? esa alma pura, buena, que logre tocar a un las fibras mas oxidadas dentro de ti. Esa persona que siempre pueda decir algo para que sonrias.
Que te abrace tal y como a ti te gusta. que huela a lo que a ti te gusta. Que su mirada sea un mar de calma y que no haya intenciones escondidas..

Yo no se si existas..pero si sabes leer entre lineas, estoy aqui, esperando a por ti.
Porque al final del dia..no espero nada, ni a nadie mas que a ella. Mas que a ti.

Travis - Happy (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 03 Jul 2010 17:42:00 +0000

Travis es una banda escocesa de rock alternativo originaria de Glasgow, compuesta por Francis Healy, Andrew Dunlop, Dougie Payne y Neil Primrose.

No se necesita saber mucho de ellos, con escucharlos podemos definir que son buenos musicos. Esta cancion se llama happy, y en esta humilde libertad de expresion que queremos aparentar, les comento que entre esta cancion, Selfish Jean, Side y su ya conocidisimo exito Why does it always rain on me se han logrado posicionar de un buen numero de seguidores, sobre todo de aquellos que disfrutan esta onda tan interesante como como lo es el indie.

Travis lograra, con su canciones, jugar con tus emociones.
Altamente recomendable!

It starts in the morning
When you're lying next to me
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling so quickly
Now I'm not a doctor
And I'm not a lawyer
I get a prescription and set it on fire
Blow me a kiss
I'll be happy the rest of my life
And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
I'm so happy 'ause you're so happy
And I'm so happy 'cause you're so happy
Oh - oh - aw
And I'm so happy
And I really shouldn't like it
But I love it
When I say I'm not excited
You're invited
And I think I'm getting older
There's this weight across ma shoulders
It's a shame we're the same
Such a shame I'm to blame all the time
But early this evening
I wanted to be with you
I got on the blower
The next thing I know you're speaking
Now I'm gonna tell you what I've been thinking
And I got a hunch that you're thinking the same thing
And with some luck
We'll be lying together tonight
Chorus
Oh - oh - ah
Oh - oh - ah
Oh - oh - ah
And I'm so happy

Alessandro Bavari. (para Bere, suerte!)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 07:09:00 +0000

En memoria de Nicolás Hayek..Mr Swatch

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 21:40:00 +0000

Esta semana, la industria relojera, y sin duda el mundo de la moda se afligen por sufrir una gran perdida.
El libanes/estadounidense, co-fundador de la empresa relojera mas grande e importante del mundo, Nicolás Hayek fallecio de un paro cardiaco a la edad de 82 años.

Rescato a la firma (Swatch) en 1983, y la ha llevado al exito desde entonces. Hayek es ni mas ni menos que el propietario de la decima fortuna mas importante de suiza.

A continuacion algunos de sus tantos y excelentes diseños..

Cigar GK250, 1997

Eiga-Shi GZ141, designed by Akira Kurosawa

Olympic Portraits GB178, designed by Annie Leibovitz, 1996

Fox-Trot PWBR102, 1989

The xx - Basic Space (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 11:28:00 +0000

Hace alrededor de una semana en la pagina de un cuate me encontre este video con una rola que inmediatamente despues de esuchar en lo unico que pensaba era: que no acabe porfavor.

Una pequeña anecdota: investigando sobre el grupo me percate que la mayoria de los videos que hay de The xx tiene como fondo esa "x" blanca, tanto en youtube como en algunos blogs. Se me hizo de lo mas normal debido al nombre del grupo.
En youtube me tope con varios videos oficiales de ellos, de pronto entendi por que nadie linkeaba esos videos.
De vez en cuando uno debe de leer los comentarios que pone la gente, y preguntarse si uno hace lo mismo. A algunas personas simplemente les encanta joder u_U ahhahahahahah.

El grupo en cuestion se llama The xx y son un trío de Londres formado por Romy Madley Croft (voz y guitarra), Oliver Sim (voz, bajo), y Jamie Smith (batería, MPC sampler).

Unidos por un amor común a la oscuridad, a los sonidos de las guitarras ochenteras y al R&B Americano, el sonido único de The xx se corresponde con el de una banda cuyas influencias musicales incluyen desde Aaliyah hasta Cocorosie, RIHANA

(O_o wtf!?),

a The Cure, Missy Elliott a The Chromatics o desde Mariah Carey a Pixies.

Segun last-fm.

(sin comentarios, el punto aqui es su musica, que por cierto me parece bastante buena.)

Nick just waits to fly
Easy to take
You could take me in for us
Make me a deal
A day apiece
Take it off, just stay a week

I'll take you in pieces
We can take it all apart
I've softened shipwrecks right from the start
I've been underwater
Breathin' out and in
I think I'm losin' where you end and I begin

Basic space
Openin'
Don't look away
When there's nothin'
There

I'm setting us in stone
Piece by piece before I'm alone
Airtight before we break
Keep it in
Keep us safe

This pool of boiling wax
I'm giving in that is sick
Got to fill this in
Gotta just?
Why don't we learn how to keep what I have
Preserved

Basic space
Openin'
Don't look away
When there's nothin'
There

Hot wax
Has left me with a sign
Wouldn't know if I've been left behind
Second skin
Second skin

I can let it out
I still let you in
I can let it out
I still let you in

Desicion tomada..

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 09:37:00 +0000

Con la incertidumbre encima..he decidido lo que quiero hacer. Quiero deprimirme.
Quiero regresar a la escuela, o buscar un trabajo, y hundirme a mas no poder en la miseria de una vida vacia, burda y sin motivacion.

Suena drastico, lo admito, pero sere sincero conmigo, no estoy haciendo nada, no quiero hacer nada y no me interesa hacer algo mañana.

Asi que por que no encontrar algo que me de dinero o conocimientos y hundirme hasta lo mas profundo de mi alma, donde no hay luz. Donde la ilusion no llega a menos que sea hora de tener una vida perfecta. En lo mas obscuro.

Mi vida es un desperdicio en si misma, realmente no habria algun cambio radical..solo que ahora empezaria a sentir..algo. ¿Qué mas da el sentimiento? Lo importante es sentir, no?

Bobby McFerrin - Don't Worry Be Happy (video, letra y traduccion)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sun, 27 Jun 2010 11:26:00 +0000

Cuando por delante tenemos un dia agitado, lo mejor que podemos hacer es prepararnos..

Mucha gente cree que esta cancion fue escrita por Bob Marley, lo cual es un error. Esta rolita es del señor MCFerrin, el cual es altamente recomendable por la fusion que hace entre el reggae y el jazz, y aparece en el soundtrack de la pelicula cocktail.

Here is a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don't worry be happy
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don't worry, be happy......

Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
Don't worry, be happy
The land lord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Don't worry, be happy
Lood at me I am happy
Don't worry, be happy
Here I give you my phone number
When you worry call me
I make you happy
Don't worry, be happy
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style
Ain't got not girl to make you smile
But don't worry be happy
Cause when you worry
Your face will frown
And that will bring everybody down
So don't worry, be happy (now).....

There is this little song I wrote
I hope you learn it note for note
Like good little children
Don't worry, be happy
Listen to what I say
In your life expect some trouble
But when you worry
You make it double
Don't worry, be happy......
Don't worry don't do it, be happy
Put a smile on your face
Don't bring everybody down like this
Don't worry, it will soon past
Whatever it is
Don't worry, be happy

Traduccion:
Aquí tienes una cancioncilla que he escrito
A lo mejor quieres cantarla nota tras nota
No te preocupes, sé feliz
En la vida todos tenemos problemas
Si te preocupas, los duplicas
No te preocupes, sé feliz

No tienes dónde reposar tu cabeza
Alguien llegó y te quitó tu cama
No te preocupes, sé feliz
El casero te advierte de que te has retrasado con el pago
Quizás te ponga una denuncia
No te preocupes, sé feliz
Mírame a mí, yo soy feliz
No te preocupes, sé feliz
Toma, aquí tienes mi número de teléfono
Cuando algo te preocupe, llámame
Te haré feliz
No te preocupes, sé feliz

No tienes pasta, no tienes estilo
No tienes una chica que te haga sonreír
Pero no te preocupes, sé feliz
Porque cuando te preocupas
Frunces el ceño
Y eso desanima a la gente
Así que no te preocupes, sé feliz

Aquí está una cancioncilla que he escrito
Espero que la aprendas nota tras nota
Como los niños buenos
No te preocupes, sé feliz

Escucha lo que digo
En tu vida encontrarás problemas
Pero si te preocupas
Se duplicarán
No te preocupes, sé feliz
No te preocupes, no lo hagas, sé feliz
Pon una sonrisa en tu cara
No desanimes a todos así
No te preocupes, pronto pasará
Sea lo que sea
No te preocupes, sé feliz

It's All Understood - Jack Johnson (video, letra y traduccion)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Sat, 26 Jun 2010 20:19:00 +0000

Who te fuck is Jack Johnson (JJ)!?
Para empezar es un gran compositor, excelente musico, cineasta, ecologista, surfista, en fin. Es una persona muy serena.

Este cuate estuvo a punto de ser grande en el surf, pero debido a una mala ola quedo fuera por un tiempo, en ese break, se dedico a hacer peliculas enfocadas hacia los jovenes surfistas de su localidad. En una de sus peliculas a JJ le dio por aventarse a hacer el soundtrack. Cuando la pelicula se estrena todos quedan sorprendios del exito, pero no de la pelicula, que por cierto es muy buena, si no del soundtrack.

Con ideas claras, livianas, digeribles, pacifistas y con una ideologia que no lleva mas pretenciones que las de enseñarnos que la vida no es lo que llamamos vida hoy en dia (las prisas, el capitalimso, el trabajo, los problemas), JJ nos regala su musica hermosa y apacible.

Un consejo como amigo, si alguno de estos dias, creen que el mundo se les viene encima, no duden en escuchar a JJ, les aseguro que el les alegrara mas que el dia.

Les dejo un video con letra y traudccion, escuchen, vean, lean, cierren los ojos y disfruten.

Letra:
Everyone laughed at her joke
As if they'd never even heard it before
And maybe they were truly amused
But every word that she spoke was a bore
And maybe it's because they had seen
The previews on the TV screen
Well this part is good and that's well understood
So you should laugh if you know what I mean

But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe

Everyone knows what went down
Because the news was spread all over town
And fact is only what you believe
And fact and fiction work as a team
It's almost always fiction in the end
That content begins to bend
When context is never the same

And it's all relative
Even if we don't understand
And it's all understood
Especially when we don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe

I was reading a book
Or maybe it was a magazine
Suggestions on where to place faith
Suggestions on what to believe
But I read somewhere
That you've got to beware
You can't believe anything you read
But the good Book is good
And that's well understood
So don't even question
If you know what I mean

But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
And it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe

But there you go once again
You missed the point and then you point
Your fingers at me
And say that I said not to believe
I believe
[x3]

I guess
I guess it's all relative.

Traduccion:
Todos rien de sus bromas
Como si no las hubiesen escuchado antes
Y quizás realmente se estaban divirtiendo
Pero cada palabra que ella dijo era aburrida
Y quizás sea porque han visto
La cola en la pantalla de T.V.
Esta parte esta buena y eso se sabe
Entonces deberías reir si sabes lo que significa

Pero todo es relativo
Incluso si tu no entiendes
Todo esta sobreentendido
Especialmente cuando no entiendes
Entonces, es todo justamente porque
Incluso si no entendemos
Entonces nos queda creer

Todos saben lo que se perdió
Porque la noticia era el desarrollo sobre los pueblos
Y en efecto es lo que tu crees
Y de echo la ficción de trabajar como un equipo
Es casi siempre ficción al final
Ese contenido comienza a doblarse
Cuando el contexto no es siempre igual

Pero todo es relativo
Incluso si tu no entiendes
Todo esta sobreentendido
Especialmente cuando no entiendes
Entonces, es todo justamente porque
Incluso si no entendemos
Entonces nos queda creer

Estuve leyendo un libro
Quizás era una revista
Sugerencias de donde ubicar la confianza
Sugerencias de en que creer
Pero yo leí en algún lugar
Que debes tener cuidado
No puedes creer todo lo que lees
Pero el buen libro es bueno
Y esta sobreentendido
Nisiquiera preguntes
Si sabés lo que quiero decir

Pero todo es relativo
Incluso si tu no entiendes
Todo esta sobreentendido
Especialmente cuando no entiendes
Entonces, es todo justamente porque
Incluso si no entendemos
Entonces nos queda creer

Per allá vas una y otra vez
Perdiste el punto y entonces tu apuntas
Tus dedos a mi
Y dices que yo dije no creer
Yo creo
Supongo
Supongo todo es relativo

Queridos vecinos..jodanse!

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 14:02:00 +0000

Queridos vecinos son un dolor en el culo. Y tambien son todos unos personajes.

Empecemos: Me referire a mis vecinos de enfrente como la familia X, bueno pues, resulta que el papa de la familia X, es un don nadie. La mama X tiene reputacion de bruja,la hija es una puta..literal. Ha tenido ya 3 bebes, de padres diferentes (dicho por su propia madre, la bruja), jamas hemos visto a sus parejas, y se embarazo de uno de ellos fuera de la ciudad..segun los chismes. hhahahahaha
Y el hijo X es puto. No gay, no. Puto. De esos que te encuentras afuera de una cantina de malvivientes.

Despues estan los "pudientes". Digamos que tiene influencias muy pesadas aqui en el estado. Esta la viejita gruñona, el viejito libidinoso, el taxista, los del taller, la tiendita, en fin. Puros personajes.

La cosa es que hoy que me disponia a sacar la basura, 30 min antes de que pasara el camion, como todo buen ciudadano, me topo con que habia una congregacion de viejitas platicando en la esquina..donde pongo mi basura. Para esto tenia 3 dias que sacaba la basura, pues como no habia nada de alimentos, no apestaba ni nada. Ya saben la olgazaneria. Se habian acumulado 9 bolsas de un tamaño considerable. Al salir con las primeras dos, y regresar por las siguientes dos he notado como me converti en el blanco de las miradas de las viejitas..imaginaran mi expresion: =0 WTFF!?
Me ha dado tanta pena al ver las miradas atonitas de las viejitas despues de las primeras 4 bolsas, que he decidido dejar las otras 5 para un dia menos publicitado. =) Que se jodan mis vecino!

¿Quién es Sunset Rubdown? - You Go On Ahead (Trumpet Trumpet II) (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 11:55:00 +0000

Si tuvieramos que definir Sunset Rubdown, como una persona, diria que Sunset rubdown es Spencer Krug.
Spencer, con tan solo 33 años de edad es capaz de llevar 6 bandas: Fifths of Seven, Moonface, Swan Lake, Frog Eyes, Sunset Rubdown y Wolf Parade.
Con su estilo inigualable palpa a estas agrupaciones con su magia, pero siempre dando un estilo unico a cada una.
Spencer comprende que la musica no es otra cosa que un proceso creativo, el sabe que parte de la magia esta en la variedad de sonidos. Ese caotico pero a la vez ordenado universo de sonidos. Es consciente que encasillarse en generos no viene a nada, y en cada una de sus agrupaciones demuestra sin pretenciones que la musica es hermosa aun desde su mas simple pero siempre melodica composicion, hasta su canciones mas complejas, como Black Swan por citar alguna.

Wolf Parade (imagen)

Les dejo un video de la agrupacion Sunset Rubdown para que decidan:

You go on ahead
For a while
I would like
To follow you a while

You go on ahead!
For a while
I would like
To just follow you a while

And I’d like to watch the white flash of your heels
As they take turns
Breaking the desert heat
To beckon me in languages I’ve never learned

And I’d like to have you
Navigate two hills where no musicians live
And on the way
Decide what bendings of your will you’re willing to forgive

And I’d like to think the actors never banded
And I’d like to throw this trumpet down and go on empty-handed!
And I’d like to think I am not one of them
But I know I am
So I’d like to just
Follow you a while

You go on ahead for a while!
I would like to just follow you a while
And you go on ahead
For a while
I would like to just
Follow you a while

When me and the boys were out
We killed a thousand butterflies
So I put their wings into my mouth and
Said a prayer for our safe arrival
And
Then a big black car crossed our path
And I wondered whether or not that shit was empty!

You go:

See the sirens and the lizards
Flick their tongues behind the stage
See the actor keep a ritual
To keep them all at bay
He would like to come home naked
Without war paint on his face
And appear before you
Virgin white if virgins are still chaste

Soooooo wait!
And you’ve got to wait!
And you’ve got to wait!
And you’ve got to wait!
And you’ve got to wait!
And you’ve got to wait!
And you’ve got to wait for me…

And I’ll appear before you virgin white
If virgins are still chaste
Then I’d like to just
Follow you a while

And if there are two eyes in my head
There are four seasons in a year
And reflections on the water
Of a burning yellow sphere

And the days add up to weeks
Add up to months
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up
And add up

And if there are two eyes in my head (and add up)
There are four seasons in a year (and add up)
And reflections on the water (and add up)
Of a burning yellow sphere (and add up)

And the days add up to weeks (and add up)
Add up to months (and add up)
And add up (and add up)
And add up (and add up)
To years (and add up)
Add up to years (and add up)
Add up to years! (and add up)
Add up to years! (and add up)
And add up oh…

And if reflections on the water
Sometimes look like they’re in tears
We can watch them change in shape
Without pushing
Off the pier…

Sunset Rubdown - Idiot Heart (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 11:22:00 +0000

Si alguien me preguntara, que me hace sentir o pensar este video, describiria una escena que pasa por mi cabeza:

Escena: dos personas, desayunando en la misma habitacion, el..tiene la barba fuera de control, ella..lleva el vestido de hace 3 dias.

-El- Ponme atencion, deja de pensar en irte. Se que no quieres involucrarte mas.

-Ella, mientras sonrie dice- Lo siento.

-El, lastimado y retador pregunta- Dime, ¿Crees poder huir de aqui, antes de que todo se venga abajo?

-Ella, no dice nada. Solo baja la mirada.-

-El, con la mirada melancolica, que solo un buen y lejano recuerdo puede provocar- Cuando te conoci todo era perfercto. Te mire a los ojos y te dije: te amo. Recuerdas?

-Ella niega con la cabeza ladeada.-

-El- Tu solo me recordaste lo afortunado que era por tenerte.

Stay away from open windows, and put the telephone down.
Can you run as fast as this house will fall, when the alarm bell sounds?
No, I was never much of a dancer but I know enough to know you gotta move your idiot body around.

And you can't, can't settle down until the idiot in your blood settles down.

So move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around, oh move around.

And if I found you in this city, and called it Paradise.
I say, I love you but I hate this city, and I'm no prize.
You want to walk around like you own the joint, the way that Icarus thought he might own the sky.

I said you can't, can't settle down, until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood drowns
No you can't, can't settle down, until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood drowns

I said, If I was a horse I would throw up the reins if I was you.
Wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-oh

So, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer)
Oh, look at you go!
(you were a meteor)
Oh, look at you go-o-o-o!

Oh, look at you go!
(you were a sorcerer,
you were a meteor)
and, look at you go!

And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart,
And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart,
And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart
And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart
Well it's an idiot heart.
And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart
And you know your heart, and you know your heart, and you know your heart
And you know your heart.

But you can't, can't settle down, down, down Ba-da-da-da-da-ba-da-da-ba-ba
But you can't, can t settle down, down, down Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
So just move around, move around, move around, move around. (I hope that you die)
Move around. (in a decent pair of shoes) Move around. (you got a lot more walking to do) Move around. (where you're going to) Move around.

I hope that you die in a decent pair of shoes
You got a lot more walking to do where you re going to.

I hope that you die in a decent pair of shoes
You got a lot more walking to do where you're goin

She & Him - In The Sun ( video, letra y traduccion)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 10:13:00 +0000

¿A quién prefieren bailando de colegiala en un pasillo señores, a la Britney o la dulce Zooey Deschanel?

She & Him - In the Sun
It's hard to be ignored
When I look at you
You look so bored
My baby, my darling
I've been taking a beating

Well all right
Well all right
It's ok
It's ok
We all get the slip sometimes every day
I'll just keep it to myself
In the sun
In the sun

It's hard to take the blame
When I look at you, you're so ashamed
My baby, my darling
I've been thinking of leaving

Well all right
Well all right
It's ok
It's ok
We all get the slip sometimes every day
I'll just keep it to myself
In the sun
In the sun

Well all right
Well all right
It's ok
It's ok
We all feel ashamed sometimes every day
I'll just keep it to myself
In the sun
In the sun

Traduccion:
Es difícil ser ignorada
Cuando te miro
Pareces tan aburrido
Mi nene, mi cariño
Me han dado una paliza

Bueno, vale
Bueno, vale
Está bien
Está bien
Todos resbalamos varias veces todos los días
Me lo callaré
En el Sol
En el Sol

Es difícil cargar con la culpa
Cuanto te miro, estás tan avergonzado
Mi nene, mi cariño
He estado pensando en irme

Bueno, vale
Bueno, vale
Está bien
Está bien
Todos resbalamos varias veces todos los días
Me lo callaré
En el Sol
En el Sol

Bueno, vale
Bueno, vale
Está bien
Está bien
Todos resbalamos varias veces todos los días
Me lo callaré
En el Sol
En el Sol

She & Him - Why Do You Let Me Stay Here? (video y letra)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 10:05:00 +0000

Zooey Deschanel es una mujer es increible..y hermosa.
¿Cuantos no vemos este video solo por comtemplarla?

why do you let me stay here, all by myself?
why don't you come and play here?
i'm just sitting on the shelf
why don't you sit right down and stay a while?
we like the same things and i like your style
it's not a secret, why do you keep it?
i'm just sitting on the shelf
i gotta get you presents, let's make it known
i think you're just so pleasant, i'd like you for my own
why don't you sit right down and make me smile?
you make me feel like i am just a child
why do you edit? just give me credit
i'm just sitting on the shelf

Electric Six - "Danger! High Voltage" (Hi Res)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 09:38:00 +0000

Electric Six es una banda formada en Detroit por cinco freaks que se hacen llamar Disco
– al bajo- M.
– a la batería- The Rock-n-Roll Indian.
– a la guitarra- Surge Joebot.
– frente al micro- Dick Valentine.

El grupo empezó en 1996 bajo el nombre de The Wildbunch. Ese mismo año, el grupo editó su primer single con Uchu Cult Records. El tema se llamaba «I Lost Control (of my Rock n’Roll)» y a él le siguió el EP «An evening With the Many Moods of the Wildbunch’s Gratest Hits… Tonight!».

*Imagenes tomadas de: Indyrock

Click aqui para la letra

The King Blues - Headbutt (Official Video)

noreply@blogger.com (Mond) — Fri, 25 Jun 2010 09:26:00 +0000

The King Blues es una banda de ska conocida por fusionar ritmos como el folk rock y el ska e influenciarlos con punk rock y hardcore punk. Originarios de Londre, Iglaterra.
Sus influencias incluyen: Public enemy, The clash y Mirror threat.

She had a scream that rattled
The seeds inside the apples
When she uncaged her cackle
Jackals travelled just to battle
She gives the girls screwface
And the men crooked neck
When she walked by my place
I heard a string quartet
Asthmatics lose their breath
The traffic all gets wrecked
The Smokers laps collect
All Their dropped cigarettes
Kids fall onto the decks
Cos they don’t watch their steps
And when they’re on the floor
They draw her on their etch a sketch
She says that life is like a jungle
and not like a zoo
Participate, don’t spectate,
Become the view
Man if Scarface said it
It’s just got to be true
So this world, this world right here
This world is for you

I said to all my mates, she won’t make a monkey out of me
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
It felt like a headbutt

Staring up at the ceiling
Nurses face disbelieving
Scalpel on arteries
Organs taken larcenies
Holds it up like a trophy
But that heart belongs to Sophie
Slices pieces of me
Each one beats individually
So now I bite the bullet
I’ll try to chew right through it
Grinds my teeth to the gums
I gots to see what I’ve become
There is danger ahead
With a mouthful of lead
but when I fly
It gets harder to deny
So I stood on the shore trying to blow the clouds away
Right back into the sky made out of papier mache
The Sparkles from the moon, danced on top of the waves
Like they knew it was the last song ever to be played

I said to all my mates, she won’t make a monkey out of me
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
It felt like a headbutt

She was up high on the stage just dancing it
Breathing fire like God himself had demanded it
Like he’d personally asked and commanded it
Heaven’s packed but thanks to her they’re still cramming it
She made the sinners blessed by the way that she dressed
Stripteasing, fire breathing, dancing burlesque
Producing beads of cold sweats on mens foreheads
She says welcome to the city of the suffragettes
And if you step out with me you’d better step correct

I said to all my mates, she won’t make a monkey out of me
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
It felt like a headbutt