28 de noviembre de 2005

Mucho más que eso...


La verdad es que More than this me acompaña hace 10 años y sigue siendo una de las que cabe en una mano. Imperdible, incansable, inubicable en alguna época o moda, atemporal.
Sigue siendo una canción nostálgica, que te toma al escucharla, te invita a cerrar los ojos y a seguir la voz de Ferry (imaginariamente por supuesto).
Me gusta mucho como aterriza para finalizar.
Tiene una combinación de batería, guitarra y teclados muy equilibrada, elegante.

21 de noviembre de 2005

A todo volumen



Si hay una canción que te lleva y te trae de vuelta es esta. Algo para desenchufarse y volver con ganas. Es como una montaña rusa, comienza lento, sube en intensidad te chasconea un rato pero finalmente baja de velocidad antes de parar.

Everybody’s lookin’ for somethin’
Somethin’ to fill in the holes
We think a lot but don’t talk much about it
‘Til things get out of control
How do I know when it’s love
I can’t tell you but it lasts forever
How does feel when it’s love
It’s just something you feel together
When it’s love
You look at every face in a crowd
some shine and some keep you guessin’
Waiting for someone to come into focus
Teach you your final love lesson
Hod I know when it’s love
I can’t tell you but it lasts forever
How does feel when it’s love
It’s just something you feel together
(Solo)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh when it’s love
Oh oh oh oh
You can feel it yeah
Oh oh oh oh
Nothing’s missing
Yeah
(Solo)
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Nothing’s missing
How do I know when it’s love
I can’t tell you but it lasts forever
How does it feel when it’s love
It’s just something you feel together
How do I know when it’s love
I can’t tell you but it lasts forever
When it’s love
When it’s love
It’ll lasts forever
When it’s love
You and I
We’re gonna feel this thing together
When it’s love
When it’s love, baby
You can feel it, yeah
We’ll make it last forever
When it’s love.

10 de noviembre de 2005

Talking Heads en vivo

Debe haber sido el 83 o 84 cuando MTV recién aparecía y en algunas partes mostraban videos grabados en VHS, en USA y traidos por algún fanático de la música.

En algún pub me topé con el video de esta canción, y me quedé atrapado.
Atrapado por el ritmo único, por la performance de David Byrne con sus convulsiones.
Fué algo fuera de lo común para esa década tan "correcta" visualmente.
Difruten y si pueden vean el video.

Genial!!





And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful Wife
And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? ...am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
My god!...what have I done?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...

3 de noviembre de 2005

Algo en vivo..

Eric Clapton - My Father´s eyes, de su disco One More Car, One More Rider, en vivo.

Disfruten de esta excelente versión, y si pueden compren el DVD, buenísimo. Tiene una atmósfera inicial, en la cual Clapton empieza a tocar, que eriza la piel.


Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.