dijous, 21 de desembre del 2017

 "COL.LIRI (DELIRI DE LES MULTITUDS)"
PEP LAGUARDA & TAPINERIA



dimarts, 12 de desembre del 2017

"THERE IS A NEW WORLD 
JUST OPENING FOR ME" 
THE KINKS 




 Now I know just what I've been doing wrong,
Life seems empty, but it won't last for long.
I shan't go on this way.
There's a new world just opening for me.

Been alive, but it could be lying down.
Just can't tell when the devil's on the prowl.
I can't pretend no more.
There's a new world just opening for me.
There's a new world just opening for me.

Win the battle, but the victory brings you pain.
You make confessions, but you do the same again.
I won't go on this way.
There's a new world just opening for me.
I won't go on this way.
There's a new world just opening for me.

dimecres, 6 de desembre del 2017

"NOTHIN' IN THE WORLD CAN STOP ME WORRYIN' 'BOUT THAT GIRL"

 

 

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hj9671V_UxA

 

 Met a girl, fell in love, glad as I can be
Met a girl, fell in love, glad as I can be
But I think all the time, is she true to me?
'Cause there's nothing in this world to stop me worryin' 'bout that girl

I found out I was wrong, she was just two timing
I found out I was wrong, she just kept on lying
Now she tries to tell the truth, and I just can't believe
'Cause there's nothing in this world to stop me worryin' 'bout that girl

Tell me who can I turn to, just who can I believe?
Tried to put her out of my mind, she'll only cause me grief
I love that girl, whatever she's done, you know it hurts me deeply
'Cause there's nothing in this world to stop me worryin' 'bout that girl

I know she's been with other fellas, why does she keep on lying?
It hurts me so when she says nothing, I really feel like dying
I ache inside until I think, I know it's just my pride
'Cause there's nothing in this world to stop me worryin' 'bout that girl
'Cause there's nothing in this world to stop me worryin' 'bout that girl

 

 

divendres, 1 de desembre del 2017

"LAVENDER"
RAY LAMONTAGNE 



 
We lie, under a lavender sky
Under a lavender sky, we lie
Do you, do you remember the day?
Do you remember when we felt that way?
Free to play, as a child we ran
Through fields of clover
Underneath the sun
Back then, both of us without a care
Leaves of many colors blown through the air
Free to play, as a child we ran
Through fields of clover
Reaching for the sun
Ill count twenty-five
No fair, cover your eyes!
Go on, run and hide
You'll never find me
Find me
Find me
Find me
We lie, under a lavender sky
Under a lavender sky we lie
Free to play, running circles round
The place we found
That no one ever knew
Ill count twenty-five
No fair, cover your eyes
Go on, run and hide
You'll never find me
Find me
Find me
Find me
"NO OTHER WAY"
RAY LAMONTAGNE 



 
I will bring you starlight by the barrow
I will bring you roses by the score
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
Meet me in the twilight by the seaside
Meet me underneath the willow's fall
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
There's no other way
I'm all black and white like empty paper
Waiting for you to color me in
There's no other way
There's no other way

dimecres, 29 de novembre del 2017

"SEEING THINGS"
THE LUYAS 



 
Sometimes I wanna see it
I wanna see the colours dripping
Dripping
And anyone could be there
I'd still see the colours dripping
Dripping
I beat around it like I'm dreaming
Pure hell or feathers
And I can't let hell be
Sometimes I wanna see it
If I start to believe myself
It leaves me
I get it
I get it now
And it's all luck all luck
And I can't dream you
Really want to see you
Really want to see you
Listen to me nice guy
Listen to me nice guy
I don't want to know
Whatever is around us
Listen to my fingers
Try to get a grip now
"NEEDLES AND PINS"
THE SEARCHERS 



 
I saw her today, I saw her face, it was a face I loved, and I knew
I had to run away, and get down on my knees and pray that they'd go away
But still they'd begin, needles and pins
Because of all my pride, the tears I gotta hide
Hey I thought I was smart, I'd won her heart
Didn't think I'd do, but now I see
She's worse to him than me, let her go ahead
Take his love instead, and one day she will see
Just how to say please, and get down on her knees
Hey that's how it begins, she'll feel those needles and pins
A-hurtin' her, a-hurtin' her
Why can't I stop and tell myself I'm wrong, I'm wrong, so wrong
Why can't I stand up and tell myself I'm strong
Because I saw her today, I saw her face, it was a face I loved, and I knew
I had to run away, and get down on my knees and pray that they'd go away
But still they'd begin needles and pins
Because of all my pride, the tears I gotta hide
Oh needles and pins, needles and pins, needles and pins
"SWEET TALKING GUY"
THE CHIFFONS



 
Sweet talking guy, talking sweet kinda lies
Don't you believe in him, if you do he'll make you cry
He'll send you flowers and paint the town with another girl
He's a sweet talkin' guy
(Sweet talkin' guy)
But he's my kind of guy
(Sweet talkin' guy)
Sweeter than sugar, kisses like wine
(Oh he's so fine)
Don't let him under your skin, cause you'll never win
(No you'll never win)
Don't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his way
He's a sweet talkin' guy
(Sweet talkin' guy)
But he's my kind of guy
(Sweet talkin' guy)
Why do I love him like I do
He's a sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin')
Sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin') guy
Stay away from him, stay away from him, don't believe his lyin'
(Stay away from him)
No, no, no you'll never win, no you'll never win, loser's in for cryin'
(No you'll never win)
Don't give him love today, tomorrow he's on his way
He's a sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin')
Sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin')
Sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin')
Sweet talkin'
(Sweet talkin') guy
Stay away from him
(Sweet sweet, sweet talkin' guy)
No no no you'll never win
(Sweet sweet, sweet talkin' guy)

"THE DAYS OF PEARLY SPENCER"
DAVID McWILLIAMS




 A tenement, a dirty street, walked and worn by shoeless feet
Inside it's long and so complete, watched by a shivering sun
Old eyes in a small child's face, watching as the shadows race
Through walls and cracks and leave no trace and daylights brightness shuns

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Nose pressed hard on frosted glass
Gazing as the swollen mass
On concrete fields where grows no grass
Stumbles blindly on
Iron trees smother the air
But withering they stand and stare through eyes that neither know nor care where the grass is gone

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

Pearly where's your milk white skin?
What's that stubble on your chin?
It's buried in the rot gut gin
You played and lost, not won
You played a house that can't be beat
Now look your head's bowed in defeat
You walked too far along the street where only rats can run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run

The days of Pearly Spencer
The race is almost run
"MELTING POT"
BLUE MINK



Take a pinch of white man
Wrap it up in black skin
Add a touch of blue blood
And a little bitty bit of Red Indian boy

Curly Latin kinkies
Mixed with yellow Chinkees
If you lump it all together
Well, you got a recipe for a get along scene
Oh, what a beautiful dream
If it could only come true, you know, you know

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough to take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

Rabbis and the Friars
Vishnus and the Gurus
You got the Beatles or the Sun God, it's true
Well, it really doesn't matter what religion you choose
No, no no

Making Lady Favor
Mrs. Graceful
You know that livin' could be tasteful
We should all get together in a lovin' machine
I better call up the Queen
It's only fair that she knows, you know, you know

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough to take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need, what we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
And keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
And turn out coffee colored people by the score

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough, big enough, big enough
To take the world and all it's got
Keep it stirring for a hundred years or more
"CANARY"
THE LUYAS 



 I gave you my jaw
So that you could talk
I was the head of the bad news canary
There's an aftershock
I dream
You start to recall
How everything falls
I was the head of the bad news canary
Any one can talk
I dream
Of drowning
I dream
I gave you my love
To protect your thoughts
I was the head of the bad news canary
I don't know from thoughts
I dream
Of drowning

dijous, 2 de novembre del 2017


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dissabte, 28 d’octubre del 2017

"THANK YOU"
LED ZEPPELIN 



 If the sun refused to shine,
I would still be loving you.
When mountains crumble to the sea,
There will still be you and me.

Kind woman, I give you my all.
Kind woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain
Whisper of the pain.
Tears of love lost in the days gone by.

My love is strong,
With you there is no wrong.
Together we shall go until we die.

My, my, my.

An inspiration's what you are to me.
Inspiration, look, see.

And so today my world—it smiles,
Your hand in mine, we walk the miles,
Thanks to you it will be done,
For you to me are the only one.

Alright, yeah

Happiness: no more be sad,
Happiness: I'm glad.

If the sun refused to shine,
I would still be loving you.
Mountains crumble to the sea,
There will still be you and me.

divendres, 20 d’octubre del 2017

"RUNNING WILD"
TINDERSTICKS 


 
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
Like a child, like a child I have no place to hide
Running wild, is there no ending for the -
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
And all the while when I can't sleep tonight, I can see you
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
And all the while while I can't sleep tonight, I can see you
Running wild, running wild
Running wild, running wild
The underside, the underside of my mind
There's a cry that I can't even reach out
There's a fire, do you feel that too?
Running wild through my mind that I can't sleep tonight
And all the while while I can't sleep tonight, I can see you
Running wild, running wild
Running wild, running wild

dilluns, 16 d’octubre del 2017



LLIBERTAT JORDI CUIXART 
I JORDI SÀNCHEZ !!

dijous, 5 d’octubre del 2017

dimecres, 4 d’octubre del 2017

"MAGENTA"
XARIM ARESTÉ 



Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
entenc l'origen del somni
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sento la veu del dimoni
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
la meva veritat rebenta
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
veig un món que comença
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
llegeixo la pau i la menta
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
viatjo a travès decla inèrcia
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sé que tot és una còpia
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sé que només som antenes
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sé que no sento cap pena
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
percebo algun to magenta
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
comprenc que això és la guerra
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sabem que els valors són al terra
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
m'enfronto contra una serra
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sé que l'ànima és fèrria
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
tota la boira s'escampa
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
tota la por s'espanta
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
em sento com una rata
Quan els teus ulls es claven en mi
sé que o creixo o em mates
Els teus ulls
els teus ulls...
"QUAN S'ACABI TOT"
XARIM ARESTÉ



 

dimarts, 3 d’octubre del 2017

REPÚBLICA CATALANA INDEPENDENT.
FORA ELS BORBONS! 

Que potser ja tenen els ous per corbata?

dissabte, 30 de setembre del 2017


  DEMÀ VOTARÉ PER VÓS

dijous, 21 de setembre del 2017

"CLOT DEL LLOP"
JORDI PÀMIAS 

 
Blat amb la tija verda, tremolosa,
ordi subtil que el vent pentina,
en una fondalada, que flanqueja
una corrua grisa d’olivers.
Ran de l’espona d’un bancal florien,
amb hàbit de quaresma, tot de malves
i ravenisses blanques:
una alenada incerta d’alegria.
Quan, cansat, em repenjo a la paret, bastida
amb l’art sever de les filades,
en una feixa, que retalla l’ombra,
tenen l’aire d’un somni, les roselles…
Sota un cel blau de primavera,
l’udol glaçat, en el record:
vaga temença d’una nit d’hivern,
esquerpa solitud del Clot del Llop.

dilluns, 18 de setembre del 2017

"LA NATURA"
TRINITAT CATASÚS 

 Un rieró de vidre, un bosc espès,
i una dolçura immòbil de ramades;
un camp de blat, un poble de pagès
i una olor de muntanyes regalades. 

dijous, 14 de setembre del 2017

"WISH YOU WERE HERE"
PINK FLOYD 



 So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

dimarts, 12 de setembre del 2017

dimecres, 6 de setembre del 2017

"MESMER"
COUSTEAU 





 Hey, hey what became of you
And change, had it changed your tune
How long you wade inside the swirling swirling pool
Just in your own way

For miles, miles now i've been led
These wild, wild things in your head
Lead me blindly down where angels fear to tread
Just in your own way

Now can you feel, can you feel a change
It's circled 'round, it's come back down again
But i'll no longer shower here in someone else's rain
Just in your own way

Now time gets the best of you
Of wine and celestial views
Keep me anchored, keep me sane
Keep me confused
Just in your own way

Now you been lead, you been wildly spun
In rumours net, rumours i've become
Keep me shining in the artificial sun
Just in your own way....

dimarts, 29 d’agost del 2017

"COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE"
TOM WAITS 



 Well the moon is broken
And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only things that you can see
Is all that you lack
Come on up to the house

All your cryin don't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross
We can use the wood
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a passin thru
Come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin lead soprano
In a junkman's choir
You gotta come on up to the house

Does life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy
And you can't find no port
Come on up to the house
There's nothin in the world

There's nothin in the world
that you can do
you gotta come on up to the house
and you been whipped by the forces
that are inside you
come on up to the house
well you're high on top
of your mountain of woe
come on up to the house
well you know you should surrender
but you can't let go
you gotta come on up to the house

divendres, 28 de juliol del 2017

"BIG IN JAPAN"
TOM WAITS 



 I got the style but not the grace
I got the clothes but not the face
I got the bread but not the butter
I got the winda but not the shutter

But I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan But heh I'm big in Japan

I got the house but not the deed
I got the horn but not the reed
I got the cards but not the luck
I got the wheel but not the truck

But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan

I got the moon I got the cheese I got the whole damn nation
On its knees I got the rooster I got the crow
I got the ebb I got the flow

I got the powder but not the gun
I got the dog but not the bun
I got the clouds but not the sky
I got the stripes but not the tie

But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan

Heh ho they love the way I do it
Heh ho there's really nothing to it

I got the moon I got the cheese
I got the whole damn nation on their knees
I got the rooster I got the crow
I got the ebb I got the flow

I got the sizzle but not the steak
I got the boat but not the lake
I got the sheets but not the bed
I got the jam but not the bread

But heh I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan I'm big in Japan
I'm big in Japan, I'm big in Japan

dimarts, 18 de juliol del 2017

"STILLHETEN EFTERPÅ"
ROLF JACOBSEN 


Prøv å bli ferdige nu
med provokasjonene og salgsstatistikkene,
søndagsfrokostene og forbrenningsovnene,
militærparadene, arkitektkonkurransene
og de tredobbelte rekkene med trafikklys.
Kom igjennom det og bli ferdige
med festforberedelser og markedsføringsanalyser
for det er sent,
det er alt for sent,
bli ferdige og kom hjem
til stillheten efterpå
som møter deg som et varmt blodsprøyt mot pannen
og som tordenen underveis
og som slag av mektige klokker
som får trommehinnene til å dirre
for ordene er ikke mere til,
det er ikke flere ord,
fra nu av skal alt tale
med stemmene til sten og trær.
Stillheten som bor i gresset
på undersiden av hvert strå
og i det blå mellemrommet mellom stenene.
Stillheten
som følger efter skuddene og efter fuglesangen.
Stillheten
som legger teppet over den døde
og som venter i trappene til alle er gått.
Stillheten
som legger seg som en fugleunge mellem dine hender,
din eneste venn.

THE SILENCE AFTERWARDS

Try to be done now

with the provocations and sales statistics,

the Sunday breakfasts and incinerators,

the military parades, the architecture competitions

and the triple rows of traffic lights.

Get through it and be done

with the party preparations and marketing analyses

for it’s too late,

it’s far too late,

be done with it and come home

to the silence afterwards

that meets you like a hot spurt of blood against your forehead

and like the thunder on the way

and the chimes of mighty bells

that make your eardrums quiver

for words are no more,

there are no more words,

from now on everything will speak

with the voices of stones and trees.

-

The silence that lives in the grass

on the underside of each blade

and in the blue intervals between the stones.

The silence

that follows after the shots and the bird-song.

The silence

that lays a blanket over the one who is dead

and that waits on the stairs until everyone is gone.

The silence

that nestles like a fledgling between your hands,
your only friend.