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!
dissabte, 16 de novembre del 2013
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
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.
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.
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.
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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.
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
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
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