divendres, 29 de novembre del 2013

"LOVE HER MADLY"
THE DOORS (i III)



Don't you love her madly?
Don't you need her badly?
Don't you love her ways?
Tell me what you say.

Don't you love her madly?
Wanna be her daddy?
Don't you love her face?
Don't you love her as
She's walkin' out the door
Like she did one thousand times before?

Don't you love her ways?
Tell me what you say.
Don't you love her as
She's walkin' out the door?

All your love..
All your love..
All your love..
All your love..
All your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream.
Seven horses seem
To be on the mark.

Yeah, don't you love her?
Don't you love her as
She's walkin' out the door?

All your love..
All your love..
All your love..
Yeah, all your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream.
Seven horses seem
To be on the mark.

Don't you love her madly?
Now, don't you love her madly?
Well, don't you love her madly?
"WISHFUL, SINFUL"
THE DOORS (II)



Wishful crystal
Water covers everything in blue
Coolin' water
Wishful sinful
Our love is beautiful to see
I know where I would like to be
Right back where I came
Wishful, sinful, wicked blue
Water covers you
Wishful, sinful, wicked you
Can't escape the blue
Magic risin'
Sun is shinin' deep beneath the sea
But not enough for you and me and sunshine
Love to hear the wind cry
Wishful sinful
Our love is beautiful to see
I know where I would like to be
Right back where I came
Wishful, sinful, wicked blue
Water covers you
Wishful, sinful, wicked you
Can't escape the blue
Love to hear the wind cry
Love to hear you cry, yeah, yeah.

dijous, 28 de novembre del 2013

"THE CRYSTAL SHIP"
THE DOORS (I)


Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line.

dimarts, 26 de novembre del 2013

MARIA ISLAND
TASSIE 

Un lloc màgic.
Ara fa un any hi vam ser.
Va ser un somni?
Maria Island, he de pensar-te...

dimecres, 20 de novembre del 2013

"FAREWELL, FAREWELL"
FAIRPORT CONVENTION (i III)



Farewell, farewell to you who'd hear
You lonely travelers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call
And will you never return to see
Your bruised and beaten sons
Oh I would, I would if welcome I were
For they loathe me every one
And will you never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be
And can you never swear a year
To anyone but we
No I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep along side of me
Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travelers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call
"A SAILOR'S LIFE"
FAIRPORT CONVENTION (II)





A sailor's life, it is a merry life
He robs young girls of their heart's delight
Leaving them behind to weep and mourn
They never know when they will return
Well, there's four and twenty all in a row
My true love he makes the finest show
He's proper, tall, genteel withal
And if I don't have him, I'll have none at all
Oh, father build for me a bonny boat
That on the wide ocean I may float
And every Queen's ship that we pass by
There I'll inquire for my sailor boy
They had not sailed long upon the deep
When a Queen's ship they chanced to meet
You sailors all, pray tell me true
Does my sweet William sail among your crew?
Oh no, fair maiden, he is not here
For he's been drowned, we greatly fear
On yon green island, as we passed it by
There we lost sight of your sailing boy
Well, she rung her hands and she tore her hair
She was like a young girl in great despair
And her little boat against a rock did run
How can I live now, my sweet William is gone?
"TALE IN HARD TIME"
FAIRPORT CONVENTION (I)



“The greatest folk-rock band ever formed.” - BBC 


diumenge, 17 de novembre del 2013

"LA MAISON EN PETITS CUBES" 

KUNIO KATÔ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1awgXbmfCM

Malenconia, pas del temps, records, nostàlgia...

 

 

dissabte, 16 de novembre del 2013

THE SHEEPDOGS
"BIG STAND" (2008)


Que no, que no, que no puc estar-me'n de recomanar-los i de sentir-los.
Aquest cd el podeu descarregar de la seva web.
Una banda fantàstica!

dimecres, 13 de novembre del 2013

"CRIPPLE CROW"
DEVENDRA BANHART, ALTRE COP




When they come from the over the mountain
Yeah we’ll run we’ll run right around them
We’ve got no guns no we don’t have any weapons
Just our cornmeal and our children

The dust drowns
The dark clouds
But not us
But not us

While we pay for mistakes with no meaning
All your gifts and all your peace is deceiving
And still our pain dissolves with believing

That peace comes, their peace comes
That peace comes, their peace comes

Now that our bones lay buried below us
Just like stones pressed into the earth
Well we ain’t known by no one before us
And we begin with this one little birth

That grows on, that grows on
That grows on, that moves on

Cripple crow say something for our grieving
Where do we go once we start leaving
Well close that womb
Or else keep on bleeding
And change your tune
It’s got no meaning

dimarts, 12 de novembre del 2013

SEMPRE EN JOAN VINYOLI

 
Velles dones fosques
 
Palpen les piques baptismals
d’esglésies enrunades
a l’esmortida flama
de ciris antics
que vessen caramells entorn de les columnes,
mentre les breus, morades,
últimes llums d’hivern s’ajacen
enllà dels murs del cementiri.
 
 PRÒSPER

M'he tornat una gran roca
basculant sobre l'abís;
fa segles que el sol em toca
i l'huracà em porta avís
que és la força que enderroca,
però que amb mi es fa submís.

Temple d'alzines sureres:
veig cimals i torrenteres,
no hi ha gent al meu redol;
m'embriago de silenci
mentre espero que comenci
l'encesa posta de sol.

Sortiu, ara, dels vells nius,
bruixes, dimonis i grius,
a la sabàtica festa,
ompliu la volta celeste,
que jo sóc, entenebrit,
el magià de la nit.

KEITH WEST
"EXCERPT FROM A TEENAGE OPERA"

Deliciosa cançó. Ara en diríeu carrinclona, però.
Escolteu les veus dels nens...
Tot un luxe anar enrere, oi?

dilluns, 11 de novembre del 2013

THE TREMELOES
"HERE COMES MY BABY"


Val la pena mirar enrere, cap als '60, i descobrir perles com aquesta.
Fins i tot les cames d'en Walker arrenquen a ballar amb el ritme...


In the midnight, moonlight hour
He's walking along that lonely lonely mile
And every time I do
I keep seeing this picture of you
Here comes my baby, here she comes now
And it comes as no surprise for me, with another guy
Well here comes my baby, here she comes now
Walking with her love, with her love, that's oh so fine
Never to be mine, no matter how I try
You never walk alone
And you're forever talking on the phone
I tried to call you names
But every time it comes out the same
Here comes my baby, here she comes now
And it comes as no surprise for me, with another guy
Well here comes my baby, here she comes now
Walking with her love, with her love, that's oh so fine
Never to be mine, no matter how I try
Here comes my baby, here she comes now
And it comes as no surprise for me, with another guy
Well here comes my baby, here she comes now
Walking with her love, with her love, that's oh so fine
Never to be mine, no matter how I try

divendres, 8 de novembre del 2013

"CELLULOID HEROES"
THE KINKS 


Un dels grans grups de tots els temps, eclipsats pels Beatles i els Stones.
Reviseu la seva música i us endureu una agradable sorpresa.


"Celluloid Heroes"

Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star,
And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!

Don't step on Greta Garbo as you walk down the Boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile that's why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.

You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
Rudolph Valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies' dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi
'Cos he's liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George Sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn
'Cos she's not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.

You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are.

And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along Hollywood Boulevard.

I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.

You can see all the stars as you walk along Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise, some that you've hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.

I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.

dilluns, 4 de novembre del 2013

"PERFECT DAY"
LOU REED


Un dels grans que havia nedat contracorrent.
Adéu, Lou Reed.
Una altra icona que se'n va. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QYEC4TZsy-Y 

Just a perfect day
Drink sangria in the park
And then later, when it gets dark
We go home

Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie, too
And then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun

Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
Someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow