31/8/07

They paved paradise...

Big Yellow Taxi by Joni Mitchell

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
Put 'em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see 'em

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer
Put away that DDT now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

30/8/07

If the world's at large, why should I remain?

The World at Large by Modest Mouse

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth.


29/8/07

¿Qué no sientes el vértigo que estoy sintiendo yo?


Lento de Café Tacuba

Rápido, cada vez se va haciendo más veloz
¿qué no sientes el vértigo

que estoy sintiendo yo?
Antes los días eran largos,
no como hoy que se pasan volando.
Deberíamos ir lento
para ver caminar
esa oruga en la hoja
y verla por el tallo bajar
hacia la húmeda tierra
donde descansará.
Antes no podía ver moverse
nunca al sol
hoy parece un cometa
que cruzara veloz.
Corre, corre siempre adelante más veloz
sin saber nunca a dónde.
Debería ir más lento
para conocer más
la pupila y el iris
y lo profundo de tu mirar
y después concentrarme
en todo lo demás.
Lento (rápido) lento
rápido cada vez se va haciendo más veloz
¿Qué no sientes el vértigo

que estoy sintiendo...?
Rápido podríamos ir mas rápido, por favor,
que esto es como una droga.
Deberíamos ir lejos
para ver la función
del sol y los planetas
bailando todos al rededor
de la orquesta de estrellas cantando su canción.

28/8/07

Today is the greatest...


Today by The Smashing Pumpkins

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't live for tomorrow
Tomorrow's much too long
I burn my eyes out
Before I get out

I wanted more
Than life could ever granted me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't wait for tomorrow
I might not have that long
I'll tear my heart out
Before I get out

Pink ribbon scars
That never forget
I've tried so hard
To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings
Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known

I want to turn you on
I want to turn you round
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you

27/8/07

tributo al CBGB

Ramones, Talking Heads, Blondie, New York Dolls, Patti Smith, The Clash...

24/8/07

Once I had a love and it was a gas...

Heart of Glass by Blondie

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

Once I had a love and it was divine

Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good
You teasing like you do

Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We could've made it cruising, yeah
Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out as a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

23/8/07

Muerte querida que viene a matar...

Muerte querida de Los Fabulosos Cadillacs

Abrí la puerta que vengo a buscar
el final de esta corta canción
juntar coraje, juntar el valor
de decirte que el sol se apagó
y la vida terminó.

Yo sé mi vida que venís a matar
lo que queda de nosotros dos
matar mentiras, matar el dolor
a quedarte con mi corazón
me vas a sacrificar, el alma te vas a llevar.

No hay nada mejor que volver a empezar
que volverte a enamorar
no hay nada mejor que volver a empezar
y otra vida poder empezar.

Mátenme pronto no tengo temor
que en el cielo me espera tu amor
él se fue antes, que alto se fue
cuando te besé por primera vez
era cuando fuimos dos con un solo corazón
dáme otra vida, yo quiero cambiar
un ladrón que no pueda robar
decíme tu condena voy a pagar la pena
rejas en el alma y después libertad
me vas a sacrificar, el alma te vas a llevar.

Muerte querida que viene a matar
lo que queda de nosotros dos
matar mentiras matar el dolor
a quedarte con mi corazón
me vas a sacrificar, el alma te vas a llevar.

21/8/07

Sukie was a kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard...


Sukie in the Graveyard by Belle & Sebastian

Sukie was a kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard
She did brass rubbings, she learned you never had to press hard
When she finished hanging out she was all alone
She decided that she better check in at home
There was an awful row between her mum and dad
They said she hadn't done this, she hadn't done that
If she wanted to remain inside the family home
She'd have to toe the line, she'd have to give it a go
It didn't suit Sukie
So she took her things and left

Sukie was a kid, she liked to hang out at the art school
She didn't enrol, but she wiped the floor with all the arseholes
She took a bijou flat with the fraternity cat
She hid inside the attic of the sculpture building
She had a slut slave and his name was Dave
She said ‘Be my photo bitch and I'll make you rich'
He didn't believe her but the boy revered her
He got her meals and he got her a bed
He watched behind the screen and she started to undress
He never got far
Just lookin' and playing guitar

Autumn hanging down all the trees are draped like chandeliers
Sukie saw the beauty but she wasn't wet behind the ears
She had an A1 body and a face to match
She didn't have money, she didn't have cash
With the winter coming on, and the attic cold
She had to press her nose on the refectory wall
They served steamed puddings she went without
She had to pose for life for all the scholars of art
She didn't feel funny, she didn't feel bad
Peeling away everything she had
She had the grace of an eel, sleek and stark
As the shadows played tricks on the girl in the dark


17/8/07

You can come, you can slip inside, babe...


Pink Steam by Sonic Youth

I just come by to run you over
I just come by to see you quiver
You can come, you can slip inside, babe
Killer eyes and a burning heart, babe
Don't you know you need no other
I'm the man who loves your mother
Open up your arms to me, girl
Let me feel your wild heart beat, girl
Sweet lips, flowers and cream
Deep in love, surrender pink steam
Deep in love, you need no other
Deep in love, your lonely lover
I feel your wild heart beat
Lonely lover
Open up to me
Lonely mother
Your sweet lips are mine
like flowers and cream
Killer, killer eyes
surrender pink steam


16/8/07

...make it magnificent

Uh huh make me tonight.
Tonight make it right.
Uh huh make me tonight.
Tonight.
Oh uh huh make it magnificent.
Tonight.
Right.
Oh, your hair is beautiful.
Oh, tonight.
Atomic.
Tonight make it magnificent.
Tonight.
Make me tonight.
Your hair is beautiful.
Oh, tonight.
Atomic.

(Atomic by Blondie)

15/8/07

I've been into the plants...

pretty little femur sitting in my cherry dream boat
id be sad if your rejected from my hip bone and my knee
if i sailed away from continents and touched my lovers hair then
you'd be very happy if i touched her there
i was very nervous how i felt in there
i was very cautious what'd you say hey there
would you like to see me often
though you dont need to see me often
cause i'd like to see you often
though i dont need to see you often

(extracto de Grass by Animal Collective)

14/8/07

The trees, the useless trees

I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground
& it died without a sound.
Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves
& no-one saw us but the trees.
Yeah, the trees, those useless trees
produce the air that I am breathing.
Yeah, the trees, those useless trees;
they never said that you were leaving.

I carved your name with a heart just up above
now swollen,
distorted, unrecognisable; like our love.
The smell of leaf mould & the sweetness of decay
are the incense at the funeral procession here, today.
In the trees, those useless trees, etc.
You try to shape the world to what you want the world to be.
Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me.
Oh no, no I might as well go & tell it to the trees.
Go & tell it to the trees, yeah.
(Trees by PULP)