PARÒDIA DE MOURINHO
Aquest video és una petició especial de l'Adrià Isern, jo no l'entenc però igualment fa gràcia. Aquest home és la paròdia de l'arxiconegut i molt odiat pels culésjosé Mourinho...

TENS UN AMIC - GOSSOS (lletra i video)

Aquest és el video de l'anunci de la marató de TV3 d'aquest any, segur que l'heu vist, és genial!!!
la canço és una versió de la cançó you've got a friend de la Carol King, versionada magistralment
Lamento molt no haver actualitzat fins ara (TREBALLS, VIATGES EXÀMENS.....)

TORNAREM A LA PERIODICITAT HABITUAL.. HO JURO



Si et sent trist i emboirat
i necessites una ma
si les coses
les coses no et roden bé

Tanca els ulls i pensa en mi
que prest jo seré aquí
com un raig de llum
dins la teva foscor

Digues baix el meu nom
i on sa vulgui que estigui vindré
de seguida
a fer-te costat

Primavera, estiu o tardor
tot el que has de fer és dir-ho
i vindré de cop saps cert
que tens un amic

Si la boira te’n revolta
i els núvols tapen el cel
si un vent fred del nord
sembla gelar-te el cor

Tanca els ulls i pensa en mi
que prest jo seré aquí
tocant la porta
a punt d’entrar

Digues baix el meu nom
i on sa vulgui que estigui vindré
de seguida
a fer-te costat

Primavera, estiu o tardor
tot el que has de fer és dir-ho
i vindré de cop saps cert
és esperançador saber que tens amics

La gent pot ser indiferent
quan sofreixes t’ignoren
no perdis mai el coratge
no et desanimis

Digues baix el meu nom
i on sa vulgui que estigui vindré
de seguida
a fer-te costat

Primavera, estiu o tardor
tot el que has de fer és dir-ho
i vindré de cop saps cert
que tens un amic

Tens un amic
tens un amic
tens un amic
en mi tens un amic

RUMSFELD QUÈ FAS??

Aquest vídeo és extret d'un programa de la CBS en el que posen unes mans falses al desaparegut (de la vida política) Rumsfeld:

PD: Lamento no haver pogut actualitzar el blog amb més freqüència però es que vam tenir problemes tècnics.

THE KOOKS - NAIVE

Luke Pritchard (cantant i guitarrista), Hugh Harris (guitarrista), Max Rafferty (baxista) y Paul Garred (batería) formen The kooks un grup, fins fa dues setmanes desconegut per a mí (gràcies Roc) però que valen molt la pena. Són anglesos i molt joves (mitjana d'edat d'uns 20 anys) i la seva música és desenfadada.
El "Britpop-rock" podriem dir que és la tendència d'aquests nois, encara que ténen cançons que els porten del pop més comercial al rock més alternatiu, totes aquestes cançons ténen un denominador comú, el gran ritme que els hi saben imprimir aquests nois
No deixeu de sentir-los.

RIJKAARD I EL ROCK ALTERNATIU

En la mateixa línia de l’article publicat a l’altre bloc en que col·laboro escriuré sobre els gustos musicals d’en Rijkaard.

Segurament no és el millor dia per parlar de l’entrenador blaugrana i és que molts culés no estan per foteses. En qualsevol cas m’ha cridat moltíssim l’atenció que Frank Rijkaard i jo tenim els mateixos gustos musicals.

L’entrevista va ser concebuda a la revista Rock Zone perque l’entrenador va ser enxampat a un concert d’Audioslave a Barcelona. Doncs sí Frank Rijkaard és un fan de Nirvana, The Pixies, The killers i Deftones (heu pogut trobar videos de Nirvana i de the Pixies a aquest blog des dels seus inicis)

No només l’apassionen el Rock alternatiu, també li agrada el soul o el folk, però, per exemple el disc que més l’ha marcat més és un GRAN disc de Pixies, ‘Doolittle’. Però si ha de celebrar un títol Rijkaard prefereix la música nostàlgica, una mica trista, de la banda del desaparegut Kurt Kobain, del disc en directe des de Nova York (del que ja vam tractar una cançó). Si perdés la final de la Champions, en canvi, Rijkaard preferiria una música més potent com Morrisey.

(Rijkaard m’acaba de guanyar algun punt més)

THE PIXIES - DEBASER

JOHN MAYER - COMFORTABLE

Una cançó que és molt especial per la Maria i per la Sandra (Sento haver tardat en posar-la però es que m'ha costat). Sé que aquesta cançó significa molt per elles així que sense més preàmbul, aquí està:




Lletra:
I just remembered, that time at the market
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down, aisle 5
you looked behind you to smile back at me
crashed into a rack full of magazines
they asked us, if we could leave.

Can't remember, what went wrong last September
though i'm sure you'd remind me, if you had to

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in

I sleep with this new girl i'm still getting used to
my friends all approve, say 'shes gonna be good for you'
they throw me, high fives

She says the bible is all that she reads
and prefers that I not use profanity
your mouth was, so dirty

Life of the party
and she swears that she's artsy
but you could distinguish
Miles from Coltrane

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
or so they say, hey

She thinks I can't see the smile that shes faking
and poses for pictures that aren't being taken
I loved you
grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
I'm not impressed, I want you back again.

OK GO - HERE IT GOES (by Plana)

Ok Go és un grup desconegut fins no fa gaire, per si algú li interesa esta
format per Damian Kulash,
Tim Nordwind, Dan Konopka i Andy Ross.
Aquest grup s’ha adaptat molt bé a la nova realitat que envolta la música.
Això podem observar-ho en els seus videoclips, fets per ells mateixos i
sense gastar-se quasi re, a part del seu talent a l’hora de ballar
coreografies bonissimes.
A més de here it goes visiteu el youtube i mireu el video de million ways,
es semblant al de here it goes. És molt bo encara que en moments els pirats
marxen fora del pla, però més que empitjorar el video el fa més atractiu.

Aprofito per recomenar Can't stop i dani california de red hot chili peppers (?¿?¿?¿?).

NO NOMÉS UN BLOC DE MÚSICA
Aquest bloc -com ja he dit- pretén ser alguna cosa més que un bloc de música.... per això m'ha semblat posar dues imatges molt interessants

- La primera és una vinyeta de Forges a El País
La següent va relacionada amb la primera, és humor gràfic amb majúscules:

ZOMBIE - THE CRANBERRIES

Ara sí, ha arribat la que és potser la cançó més emotiva, o la que té més missatges dels Cranberries, pels que no la coneixen que la mirin perquè els sorpendrà, els que la coneixen (la majoria) ... redescobriula.



Lletra
Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...

SIETE VIDAS - TOMAS FALSAS

Tall de la GRAN i desapareguda sèrie Siete Vidas, una presa falsa, de quan estava el Javier Cámara que feia de Paco, la millor sèrie de producció espanyola que s'ha fet mai com no inspirada en la insuperable FRIENDS) Atents al que li diu El Paco a l'Aida al final del video.....

NIRVANA - WHERE DID YOU SLEEP LAST NIGHT

Pels nostàlgics dels Nirvana, els que no vau poder borrar de la memòria els record del gran Kurt, arriba una cançó GENIAL(sí, genial amb majúscules) on podreu retrobar un Cobain personal... un video molt aconseguit per una cançóque es mereix estar al cel de les caçons inolvidables...

Per cert. pel que volgueu saber més sobre la mort de KURT COBAIN cliqueu aqui, trobareu un informe sobre la seva mort.

Lletra:
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.

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

Her husband, was a hard working man,
Just about a mile from here.
His head was found in a driving wheel,
But his body never was found.

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.
(shiver for me) [mumbled]

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.

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.

My girl, my girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows.

In the pines, …the pines,
……… sun,
……….shine.
I shiver the whole night through.

RED HOT CHILLI PEPPERS - desecration smile
La primera entrada d'un dels meus grups favorits, dels Red Hot Desecration Smile, un nou single de el segon disc de l'album Stradium Arcadium... no és la millor, però és bona.




Lletra
I'm alone, I'm by myself, I
Love a girl, bad for my health
Seems in love to someone else, and I
(Love a girl bad for my heath)

Celebrated but undisturbed, about
Serenated by the terrible, and I
Sounds obscene and he's never heard, am I
(Serenated by the terrible)

A life of crime with a newlife style
Desecration smile, desecration
Someone begs you got to be yourself
Desecration smile, desecration smile

Disintegrated by the rising sun
Rolling back another oblivion, and I
Like to think that I'm the number one, but I
(Rolling back another oblivion)

I want to leave but I just can't stop
Broken wrecked, only love I got
Heavy metal playing in your truck, for you
(Broken wreckage only love I got)

A life of crime with a newlife style
Desecration smile, desecration
Someone begs you got to be yourself
Desecration smile, desecration

Been in love, smiling struggle, hard to know your beautiful it comes to you
Wind is blowing, down my throat, I really find just what you...

I've been here waiting for the part
Quick to finish but i'm slow to start
Love you better than the mellow dark
(Quick to finish but i'm slow to start)

A life of crime with a newlife style
Desecration smile, desecration
Someone begs you got to be yourself
Desecration smile, desecration
Speak your line with newlife style

EMINEM - LIKE TOY SOLDIERS

Més rap blanc americà de nova generació, Eminem, recomanat pel sempre fan de l'Eminem Solà ens arriba una cançó amb missatge, parla de que som com soldats de joguina dins la societat i és un homentage a TUPAC... fins i tot m'ha agradat a mi (xavi ia saps ke el rap i jo...)

Lletra
step by step, heart to heart, left right left
we all fall down
step by step, heart to heart, left right left
we all fall down like toy soldiers
bit by bit torn apart we never win
but the battle wages on for toy soldiers]
I’m suppose to be the soldier who never blows his composure
even though i hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders
i ain’t never suppose to show it, my crew ain’t suppose to know it
even if it means going toe to toe with the benzino, it don’t matter
i never drag ‘em in battles that i can handle less i absolutely have to
i’m suppose to set an example, i need to be the leader
my crew looks for me to guide ’em
if some shit ever just pop off i’m suppose to be beside ‘em
that ja shit, i tried to squashed it, it was too late to stop it
there’s a certain line, you just don’t cross it, and he crossed it
i heard him say hailie’s name on a song and i just lost it
it was crazy, this shit went way beyond some jay z and nas shit
and even though the battle was won, i feel like we lost it
i spent so much energy on it, honestly i’m exhausted
i’m so caught it i almost feel like i’m the one who caused it
this ain’t what i’m in hip-hop for, it’s not why i got in it
now it’s never my object to for someone to get killed
why would i wanna destroy something i helped build
it wasn’t my intentions, my intentions were good
i went through my whole career with out ever mentioning ____
and that’s just outta respect for not running my mouth
and talking about something that i knew nothing about
plus dre told me stay out, just wasn’t my beef, so i did
i just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth while he’s all over tv
now i’m talking a man who literally saved my live, like fuck it
i understand, this is business and this shit just isn’t none of my business
but still knowing this shit could pop off at any minute
[chorus]
It used to be time when you could just say a rhyme
and wouldn’t have to worry about one of your people dying
but now it’s elevated cause once you put someone’s kids in it
shit gets escalated, it ain’t just words no more, is it
it’s a different ball game, call names and you ain’t just rapping
we actually tried to stop the 50 and ja beef from happening
me and dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him
and asked him not to start it, he wasn’t gonna go after him
until ja start gabbing in magazines how he stabbed him
fuck it 50, smash him, mash him, and let him have it
meanwhile my intentions pulley’d in other directions
some receptionist said the source who answers phones at his desk has an erection for me and thinks that i’ll be his resurrection
tries to blow the dust of his mic and make a new record
but now he’s fucked the game up cause one of the ways i came was through that publication, the same one that made me famous
now the owner of it got a grudge against me for nothing but fuck it
that motha fucker can get it too, fuck ‘em then
but i’m so busy being pissed off, i don’t stop to think
that we just inherited 50’s beef with murder inc
and he’s inherited mine, which is fine, ain’t like either of us mind
still have soldiers that is on the front line that's willing to die for us
as soon as we give the orders, never to extort us
strictly to show they support us
maybe shout ‘em out in a rap or up in chorus to show we love ‘em back
and to let ‘em know how important is to have runyon avenue soldiers up in
our corners
their loyalty to us is worth more then any award is
but i ain’t trying to have none of me people hurt or murdered
it ain’t worth it, i can’t think of a perfecter way to word it
then to just say that i love y’all too much to see the verdict
i’ll walk away from it all before i’ll let it go any further
now don’t get it twisted, it’s not a plea that i’m coping
i’m just willing to be the bigger man
if y’all can quiet popping off at the jaws with the knocking
cause frankly i’m sick of talking
i’m not gonna let someone else’s coffin rest on my conscious

SIMPLE PLAN

Entra Simple Plan al Blog... per demanda d'una artista, la marta, l'autora del banner (que per cert estrenem i era més macu quan em va enviar -marta, no hi cabia- xD) bé Simple Plan.. no calen gaires presentacions...

PLACEBO

Nova entrada, aquesta de collita pròpia, es tracta de Placebo, la novetat es que nomes posu àudio (l'estetica de Placebo és bastant desastrosa encara que teniu un video al marge). Són les dues cançons de Placebo que a mi més m'agraden, Where is my mind, on fan tàndem amb Pixies i Song to say goodbye. Aquí les teniu.

I'M FROM BARCELONA - WE'RE FROM BARCELONA

De la mà del kurnu ens arriba aquesta cançó, son un col·lectiu de 29 personas (suecs), que esta entre l'indie rock america i el pop, i que s'anomenen així degut a un personatge d'una serie k s diu hotelfawlty. La cançó és molt freak però fa molta gracia, és més freak encara si tenim en compte que t el cantant principal i creador del grup aixi com compositor de les cançons no havia estat mai a barcelona fins que li van oferir tocar al primaverasound d'aquest any.




(la lletra és prou clara ;)

METALLICA - ONE

Pels amants de Metallica (que sé que en sou molts) aquí us deixo una canço que habia tingut al marge de la pàgina aquests dies perquè em sembla que és de les fixes... si voleu saber alguna cosa més cal remarcar que aquesta cançó és un homenatge a la pel·licula de Dalton Trumbo Johnnie cogió su fusil, que tracta sobre un mutilat de guerra que es passa els dies al llit veien el que passa al seu voltant i patint però que no pot fer ni dir res... són molt significatives les demandes d'ajut que fa el mutilat a la canço! (Oh please God help me!) no us la perdeu

Lletra (bàsica)
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Back in the war it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone I'm just one
Oh God help me Hold my breath as I wish for
Death
Oh please God, help me
Darkness Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine Has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in Hell

EMINEM - WHEN I'M GONE

I ara la cançó que segons el Solà és la millor cançó del moment, del millor raper blanc de la història. De la mà del Xavi (no deixeu de visitar el seu bloc elheroedeparis.blogspot.com) Ens arriba When I'm Gone de l'Eminem, amb la versió extesa del seu videoclip:





Lletra
[Intro]
Yeah
It’s my life
But all in words I guess

[Verse 1]
Have you ever loved someone so much you’d give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they are your heart
And you know you are their armour
And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm her
But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you
And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you
What happens when you become the main source of her pain
“Daddy look what I made?”
“Dad’s gotta go catch a plane”
“Daddy where’s mummy? I can’t find mummy, where is she?”
I don’t know, go play, Hailie baby your daddy’s busy.
Daddy’s writin’a
song, this song ain’t gon’ write itself
I give you one underdog, then you gotta swing by yourself
Then to write a rhyme in a song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother who’s a spittin’ image of her
That’s slim shady, yeah baby slim shady’s crazy
Shady made me, but tonight, Shady’s rock-a-by baby

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain,
just smile back

[Verse 2]
I keep havin’ this dream –
I’m pushin’ hailie on the swings she keeps screamin’
She don’t want me to sing, “You’re makin mummy cry,
why, why’s mummy crying?”
Baby, Daddy ain’t leavin’ no more,
“Daddy you’re lying,
You always say that, you always say this is the last time,
but you ain’t leavin’ no more, Daddy you’re mine!”
She’s piling boxes infront of the door tryin’ to block it,
“Daddy please daddy don’t leave daddy no, stop it!”
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket,
it’s got a picture,
“This’ll keep you safe daddy, take it with you”
I look up, it’s just me standin in the mirror,
these fucking walls must be talkin coz man I can hear ‘em
They sayin you got one more chance to do right, and it’s tonight,
Now go out there and show ‘em
that you love ‘em ‘fore its too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
it turns to a stage, they’re gone
And the spotlight is on and I’m singin…

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain,
just smile back

[Verse 3]
Sixty thousand people, all jumpin’ out their seat
The curtain closes, they’re throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow, “and thank you all for comin’ out”
They’re screamin so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don’t believe what I’m seein’,
“Daddy it’s me! Help mummy her wrists are bleedin’”
But baby we’re in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?!
“I followed you daddy, you told me that you wern’t leavin
You lied to me dad, and now you make mummy sad
And I bought you this coin
It says ‘number 1 dad’, that’s all I wanted
I just wanna give you this coin
I get the point, fine, me and mummy are goin”
But baby wait-
“its too late dad, you made your choice.
Now go out there and show ‘em you love ‘em more than us
That’s what they want
They want you Marshall, they keep
screamin your name, it’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep
Just take another fuckin pill, yeah i bet ya you will
You rap about it. Yeah word, ke-keep it real”
I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
How could it be that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it,
put it to my brain, scream ‘Die Shady!’ and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes,
The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That’s when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin',
There’s birds singin’, it’s spring and
Hailie’s out side swingin’
I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her
Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister,
almost as if to say

[Chorus] [x2]
And when I’m gone, just carry on don’t mourn,
rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I’m lookin’ down on you smiling
And I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain,
just smile back.

NIRVANA - SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT

Una altra proposta... De la Raquel, en aquesta ocasió es tracta de Nirvana m'havia demanat una cançó poc coneguda que no trobava enlloc el video i m'he decidit a posar la MÍTICA Smells Like Teen Spirit.... l'himne dels 90, el video més votat a MTV europe, la canço que va apropar als Nirvana al public en general...



Lletra

Load up on guns
bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored self assured
Oh no I know a dirty word

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay x3

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yay x3

*Solo*

And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello.

With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
A Denial(x 9)

LUISMA - AIDA (HUMOR)

I ara una PRoposta humorística... de la mà del Carles ens arriba aquest vileo del luisma (ja sabeu que n'es un fan: