S'ha acabat la setmana i he acabat la carrera!

Doncs síííííííí! finalment he acabat :P. Em pensava que un cop acabat em canviaria molt la vida, però de moment l'únic que sento és tranquilitat :), tranquilitat en no haver de pensar què haig de fer per demà, que haig d'entregà d'aquí dos dies i que deixo de fer perquè no tinc temps!
És una sensació extranya d'estar flotant... de no saber... i de pau :D

Ara només queda celebrar-ho!!

Young Folks - Peter, Bjorn & John

if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no-one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

P.D. Com enganxa aquesta cançó!

Finito. Agafant nous camins

Doncs sí! ahir mateix vaig acabar el meu últim (o això espero :P) examen de la carrera. Ara un cop acabat, se'm fa difícil creure-ho, però ja es diu... que s'acaba una cosa per començar-ne una altre :)

Avui tornant de barcelona, escoltant ICatfm, han posat aquesta La taberna d'Old John i no ho puc evitar, cada vegada que la sento se'm posa la pella de gallina. No sé si és aquesta tonada celta, les notes agudes que fa la flauta travessera, el violí o tot plegat!

Doncs bé... ara toca agafar nous camins!

La Taberna d'Old John - Pep Sala

Cervesa negra i els diners comptats
la nostàlgia la podràs trobar
al port, a la taverna d'Old John.

Hi ha els poetes que van fracassar
i quatre músics que sempre han tocat
cançons amb l'esperit de James Joyce.

El Vell John és la llegenda viva del lloc
ell mai deixarà aquest racó.

El camí que em porta a la taverna d'Old John
és ple de desencants és un home noble
i torna de tot segur que m'acollirà a les seves mans.

Tornant aquí després de tant de temps
em sembla veure la mateixa gent
perduts en les històries d'Old John.

Les seves fotos omplen les parets
els seus records aturats en el temps
el Vell John les observa amb el cor.

I té por de poder perdre un dia aquest lloc
ell mai deixarà el seu racó.

El camí que em porta fins a Dublín
està ple de paranys
aquesta terra és noble i sense cremar
segur que m'acollirà a les seves mans.

Records de la guerra, camises gastades
les cares cremades és tot el que he trobat.

El camí que em porta a la taverna d'Old John
és ple de desenganys
és un home noble i torna de tot
segur que m'acollirà a les seves mans.

Altre cop a bcn

Avui torno a estar a Barcelona, demà (si tot va bé) tinc l'últim examen de la carrera! Estic a la recta final, no m'ho crec i em costa molt fer aquest últim esforç... però s'ha de fer! s'ha de fer i treure-m'ho d'una vegada.

He arribat amb cotxe, just al entrar al meu ex-barri Via Júlia (Roquetes, Nou Barris) m'ha entrat tota una sèrie de records, semblarà mentida, però m'ha fet il·lusió veure que els carrers encara estaven plens de vida, tothom a les terrasses :) Després he arribat al pis, on m'he retrobat amb els meus companys de pis, que bé tornar-los a veure, sembla com si hagués de tornar a començar el curs, però no, només serà una visita fugaç :(

Venint amb el cotxe he escoltat una cançó, i ara abans d'anar a dormir i fer l'última repassada sabia que l'havia de posar aquí.

Someday - Brett Dennen

In the womb of winter summer seems a myth
In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind
Born to a world where it is a fight just to fit in
From the cradle to the grave it never ends

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

So many ways to walk upon the earth
I traced my footsteps to the place of my birth
So what do you do with all your precious time
So many ways in which to reach for the sky

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

Said, little bit by little bit
Someday

I may be weary but I am not weak
I can sing a song of suffering
Baby, a song unsung is dancing on the tip of your tongue
My salvation's ahead of me
I can feel it calling me
I know that I
I know that I will be ready

Someday, someday
In a cloud of grey I will
I'll make my great escape

El vídeo no és l'original, no l'he trobat :( però no està gens malament! sobretot espereu-vos als crèdits ;-)

Records

Aquí tornem a estar... intentant estudiar :P però es posa difícil! Estava escoltant música a través de Last.fm, i m'ha passat pel cap una cançó que abans escoltava molt. Brown eyed girl, resulta que un professor a batxillerat ens la posava al començament de cada classe :) i al final del curs ens va fer un cd amb diferents versions d'aquesta cançó! brutal! :D Tot això era just a batxillerat i ara... si va tot bé d'aquí poc acabaré amb la universitat... com passa el temps... per lo bó i per lo dolent :)

Ale doncs, you're my brown eyed girl ;-)

Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison

Hey where did we go
Days when the rains came
Down in a hollow
Playin' a new game

Laughin' and a runnin'
Skippin' and a jumpin'
In the misty mornin' fog
Ah with our hearts a thumpin'
Was you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl

Now what ever happened
Tuesday is oh so slow
Goin' down the old mine with a
Transistor radio

Standin' in a sunlit lane
Hidin' 'hind a rainbow's wall
Slippin' and a slidin' yeah
All along the waterfall
It was you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when
We used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

So hard to find my way
Now that I'm on my own
Thought about it just the other day
My, where'd the times all gone

Can't remember back then Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout
Makin' love in the green grass
Uh behind the stadium
With you my brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when
We used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Yeah
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Oh oh oh oh
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Oh oh oh oh
Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da

La devallada

Comença el meu cicle de posts amb tags com asco, universitat i motivació... Cada vegada queda menys pel pitjor examen i amb lo bé que va l'estiu em costa molt tancar-me a casa a estudiar... però és el que hi ha.

Esperem que tot vagi bé.

Avui poso una cançó d'un paio que he trobat a les Indie/Rock Playlist concretament la d'aquest mes :) és un cantautor i es diu Chuck Ragan.

For Broken Ears - Chuck Ragan

Where are the ones who carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds.
The half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a cowards frown.
Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.

Where are thh deaf and where are the dumb from the side of the tracks where no reason comes from and the tables never bare.
The water runs and momma's always there so separates the world from the with such words and such words would cause a shot heard round the world.
A justice that never hurt at all.

So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it.
Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, carried out and turned around to shine.
High on a pedestal of broken lies.

The passion speaks loud for itself falls on broken ears and off the value shelf into the dirt left to the wind.
Coming up strong ready to begin to obliterate the word from the start with such ideas come and such ideas cause a spark that will set a blaze and leave the embers red until the end of days.

Where are the ones who carry the guns to the far away lands with the blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds.
The half-truth trails and the holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a cowards frown.
Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to the ground somehow.

som-hi!

Aquest serà el meu últim cap de setmana abans de la clausura total per poder estudiar... Necessito música amb ritme! a punt per sortir :D Aquest grup (OK Go) són genials :D tenen molt ritme i els videoclips són la hòstia! A més es treballen unes coreografies bèsties.

Podia haver posat alguna altra cançó, però potser aquesta és la que m'ha fet moure més :) Ja en posaré d'altres més endavant...

Do What You Want - OK Go

So you were born in an electrical storm,
Took a bite out the sun
And saw your future in a machine built for two
Now your rays make me kind of go crazy,
Shock and awe and amaze me,
Just a ticker tape parade and me,
But something was wrong 'til you tap danced on the air, in the night.

Screaming at the top of your lungs, you said,
"Come on, come on, come on.
Do what you want.
What could go wrong?
Oh, come on, come on, come on, come on,
Do what you want.
Oh come on, come on.
What could go wrong?
Do do do do what you want."

Come on.

Me, I was raised amid the trickle-down days.
I woke up numb in the haze
And saw my future in a machine built for two,
But the light gave me some kind of fright.
How did wrong get so right
And lead me stumbling through the dark of night?
Oh, something was wrong,
But you tap danced on the air, in the night,
Screaming at the top of your lungs you said,
"Come on, come on.
Do what you want.
What could go wrong?
Come on, come on, come on, come on, do what you want.
Oh, come on, come on.
What could go wrong?
Do do do do what you want."

Come on.

Fins aviat!

Ahir a la nit, última reunió de grup com a gauvid :P realment aquest últim any ha sigut genial, treballar amb vosatres, fer bromes, riure, passa l'estona... i això s'ha acabat, ja no hi haurà l'estrés d'anar a últim moment, d'entregar les coses segons abans de tancar el plaç, d'estar mil hores davant de l'ordinador redactant crap obligatori...
Tot acaba, però espero que per començar una etapa millor :) i com vam dir ahir... ja farem més sopars, encara que això sempre es diu, espero que sigui veritat!

Pròxima parada: Festa Major l'Esquirol!

Bluebells - Patrick Wolf

Lucy, remember
The smell of that fall
The fires of fungus
And the rotting leaves

I fell off the wagon
Into your arms
Into this long month of sundays

And you were my husband
My wife, my heroine
Now this is our final December

Now deep in a forest
Losing all though of spring
And nothing can help me remember
And I'm going nowhere fast
A darker day has hold at last
Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning

And your love has come too late
Away from the garden gate
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing

How can it be over after all that we had
A river runs through the rafters down, down, down
Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring
The phone rings out and I remember
But I'm going nowhere fast
A darker day has hold at last
Deep in this dream I let the compass keep spinning

And your love has come too late
Now wave to the garden gate
Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing
Ringing, ringing, ringing
Wanna hear them ringing, my love
Wanna hear them ringing
Ringing...

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He acabat!

The Magic Position - Patrick Wolf

So let the people talk
This Monday morning walk
Right past the fabulous mess we're in
It's gonna be a beautiful day
So do the bluebirds say
As I take your hand
And you take my kiss
And I take the world

'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been
The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through?

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You've put me in the magic position
To live, to learn, to love in the major key

And I know how you've hurt
And been dragged through the dirt
But come on get back up
It's the time to live
So give your love to me
I'm gonna keep it carefully
So deep in the treasure chest below my breast

'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been
The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through?

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You've put me in the magic position, darling so
Let me put you in the magic position, darling 'cause
I'm singing in the, the major key

Let me put you in the major key

Ja no queda res!

Doncs això! només queden 8h per ser lliures! a les 19:00h a l'aula 103 de l'Edifici de França de l'Universitat Pompeu Fabra farem la presentació del Projecte Final de Carrera! estem nerviooooosos, només puc posar això:

The Final Countdown - Europe

Were leaving together,
But still its farewell
And maybe well come back,
To earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
Were leaving ground
Will things ever be the same again?

Its the final countdown...

Were heading for venus and still we stand tall
Cause maybe theyve seen us and welcome us all
With so many light years to go and things to be found
Im sure that well all miss her so.

L'últim examen!

Estic a la biblioteca repassant per l'últim examen del que serà la meva carrera :P (bueno després tinc una cosa pendent... jiji però això ja serà al setembre)
Doncs va! que queda un ai senyor!
Aquesta cançó no me la puc treure del cap!!!

Rebelion (Lies) - The Arcade Fire

Sleeping is giving in,
no matter what the time is.
Sleeping is giving in,
so lift those heavy eyelids.

People say that you'll die
faster than without water.
But we know it's just a lie,
scare your son, scare your daughter.

People say that your dreams
are the only things that save ya.
Come on baby in our dreams,
we can live our misbehavior.

Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Every time you close your eyes
Every time you close your eyes
Every time you close your eyes

People try and hide the night
underneath the covers.
People try and hide the light
underneath the covers.

Come on hide your lovers
underneath the covers,
come on hide your lovers
underneath the covers.

Hidin' from your brothers
underneath the covers,
come on hide your lovers
underneath the covers.

People say that you'll die
faster than without water,
but we know it's just a lie,
scare your son, scare your daughter,
Scare your son, scare your daughter.
Scare your son, scare your daughter.

Now here's the sun, it's alright!
(Lies, lies!)
Now here's the moon, it's alright!
(Lies, lies!)
Now here's the sun, it's alright!
(Lies, lies!)
Now here's the moon it's alright
(Lies, lies!)

Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!
Every time you close your eyes
Lies, lies!

Every time you close your eyes

Every time you close your eyes

(Lies, lies!)

Sense ganes d'estudiar...

Ffff, dimecres últim examen!!! però sense gaires ganes d'estudiar... nosé si per què veig que s'està acabant tot i no hi puc fer re. Realment aquest últim any a Barcelona ha sigut el millor :) Molta feina, però molts bons moments.

El vídeo i la lletra no tenen res a veure, ni entre ells ni amb el que he escrit abans xd, però estava escoltant Rilo Kiley i m'he trobat amb la cançó aquesta, que és molt enganxosa :P. Després buscant al youtube aquesta cançó m'he trobat amb una nova estrella :D i he decidit posar el vídeo que havia fet ella mateixa :)

The Frug - Rilo Kiley

And I can do the frug
I can do the Robocop
I can do the Freddie
I cannot do the Smurf
And I can hate your girl
I can tell you that she's real pretty
I can take my clothes off
I cannot fall in love

And I can do the frug
I can do the Robocop
I can do the Freddie
I cannot do the Smurf

And I can watch TV
I can shuffle off the Buffalo
I can do a backbend
I will not call you back
And I can start a book
I can make some mac and cheese
I can sleep twelve hours
You'll never see my eyes

And I can hate your girl
I can tell you that she's real pretty
I can take my clothes off
I cannot fall in love
You'll never see my eyes
I will not call you back
I cannot do the smurf
I cannot fall in love
I'll never fall in love
I cannot fall in love...

Cafè! per estudiar tota la nit!

Tot just ara he acabat d'estudiar..., de fet hauria de repassar, la meitat de coses no les tinc clares i l'altre meitat només em sonen :s... sí és que... necessito més cafè!
Avui fent un break en l'estudi hem anat a menjar una hamburguesa al nàvia... i he vist el videoclip de blur! genius!!!

Coffee & TV - Blur

Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored
One of many zeros
Kicked around bored
Your ears are full but your empty
Holding out your heart
To people who never really
Care how you are

So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

Do you go to the country
It isnt very far
Theres people there who will hurt you
Cos of who you are

Your ears are full of the language
Theres wisdom there youre sure
til the words start slurring
And you cant find the door

So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

So give me coffee and tv
History
Ive seen so much
Im goin blind
And Im braindead virtually
Sociability
Its hard enough for me
Take me away form this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again

M'encanta les expressions que va posant el tetabrick! jo de gran vull ser com ell :P

S'ha acabat el trimestre, cada cop més lliure!

Doncs sí, ja s'ha acabat el trimestre! cada vegada falta menys per deixar aquesta universitat i poder desconnectar de l'estrés de l'estil d'estudis de la Pompeu.

Ahir vam sortir... i només puc deixar constància amb aquesta cançó :P

The Slow Descent Into Alcoholism - The New Pornographers

I said my
My slow descent
Into alchoholism it went
To my head
Where I really need it
With abuse that remained untreated

I said my my my
My slow descent
Into alcoholism it went

Something like this, ah
Something like this, ah
Something like this, ah

Salvation holdout central
Salvation holdout central
Salvation holdout central

I said my
Ever loosening grip
On the commonest courtesy slipped

From my hands
Where I really need her
When I need change
For the parking meters

I said my my my
My slow descent
Into alcoholism it went

Something like this, ah
Something like this, ah
Something like this, ah

Salvation holdout central
Salvation holdout central
Salvation holdout central
Salvation holdout central

Ja només queda un examen!

Ja queda poc... demà a les 9:00 faré el meu últim examen d'aquest trimestre... només quedarà acabar la part d'aquest trimestre del projecte i preparar la presentació del pòster per dimecres.

Després toca festa! :) va dudes ja queda molt poc!

When The Sun Goes Down - Arctic Monkeys

He's a scummy man
Give him half a chance
I bet he'll rob you if he can
Can see it in his eyes, yeah
That he's got a driving ban
Amongst some other offences

So who's that girl there?
I wonder what went wrong
So that she had to roam the streets
She don't do major credit cards
I doubt she does receipts
It's all not quite legitimate

And I've seen him with girls of the night
And he told Roxanne to put on her red light
They're all infected but he'll be alright
Cause he's a scumbag, don't you know
I said he's a scumbag, don't you know!

Although you're trying not to listen
I bet your eyes are staring at the ground
She makes a subtle proposition
Sorry love I'll have to turn you down

And oh he must be up to something
Want half a chance to show he's more than likely
I've got a feeling in my stomach
I start to wonder what his story might be
What his story might be

They said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here
Around

And look here comes a Ford Mondeo
Isn't he Mister Inconspicuous
And he don't have to say 'owt
She understands she's here to get picked up

And she's delighted when she sees him
Pulling in and giving her the eye
Because she must be fucking freezing
Scantily clad beneath the clear night sky
She don't stop in the winter, no and...

They said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here

They said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
And they said it changes when the sun goes down
Around here
Around here

What a scummy man
Just give him half a chance
I bet he'll rob you if he can
Can see it in his eyes that he's got a nasty plan
I hope you're not involved at all

Estudiant macro...

M'agrada aquesta cançó :)

No tinc ganes de més feina de la uni...

Where Is My Mind? - Placebo (cover)

Oooh, Oooh
Oooh, Oooh

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
You try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
And there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

I was swimmin' in the Carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rocks, yeah
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me to me to me

Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
If there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See her swimmin'

Oooh, Oooh
Oooh, Oooh

UPF Sux™

Doncs, cada dia més... n'estic fart que ens acomulin de feina, feina que no serveix per res... coses que sobren, coses totalment innecessàries. Tots els que estan al mateix curs saben del que estic parlant...
Ara mateix estic fent el projecte final, on anem bastant justos de temps... i a més hem de fer mil entregables més (inútils tots ells).

Estic molt enfadat.

Per qui tingui pensat anar a la UPF penseu que UPF Sux™ i molt!

Motivació, on ets?

Doncs sí..., demà tinc examen de Macro-Economia, no cal dir que no em bé gens de gust fer aquest examen. i que estic del tot desmotivat per estudiar. Tinc unes ganes immenses d'acabar la carrera ja i plegar d'estudiar.
Ja sé que treballar i estudiar no és el mateix que només treballar, però porto massa temps fent les dues coses juntes. Necessito acabar amb una, i aquesta és l'estudiar.

Normalment tinc ganes de que sigui divendres, això vol dir que ja sóm al cap de setmana i que torno a Girona, però aquesta setmana no és així. Motivació = 0. No tinc ganes de res, que passi el temps i prou.

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