No pareu la música!

Fa molt temps que no escric al blog, avui estic treballant una mica i escoltant el CD d'en Jamie Cullum, The Pursuit.

Don't Stop The Music - Jamie Cullum

It's gettin late

I'm making my way over to my favorite place

I gotta get my body moving

shake the stress away

I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way

Possible candidate (yeah)

Who knew,

That you'd be up here looking like you do

You're making staying over here impossible

Baby I must say your aura is incredible

If you don't have to go, don't

Do you know what you started

I just came here to party

But now we're rockin on the dancefloor

Acting naughty

Your hands around my waist

Just let the music play

We're hand in hand

Chest to chest

And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away

lets escape into the music

Dj let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin to it

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away

lets escape into the music

Dj let it play

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin to it

Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

Baby are you ready cause it's getting close

Don't you feel the passion ready to explode

What goes on between us no one has to know

This is a private show (oh)

Do you know what you started

I just came here to party

But now we're rockin on the dancefloor

Acting naughty

Your hands around my waist

Just let the music play

We're hand in hand

Chest to chest

And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away

lets escape into the music

Dj let it play

I just can't refuse it

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin to it

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away

lets escape into the music

Dj let it play

Like the way you do this

Keep on rockin to it

Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the

Please don't stop the music

(Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the music

Please don't stop the music)

Tornem a l'activitat!

Després de força temps sense escriure al blog... avui finalment he pensat que hi havia d'escriure, i com que últimament se m'ha enganxat una cançó d'un cantant que es diu Ben Lee, he pensat que tornaria amb aquesta cançó...

El vídeo és una mica freak, l'ha fet un tiu que pel que veig a la seva pàgina del youtube té un pilot de cançons on l'escenari del videoclip és dins d'un videojoc.

Catch My Disease - Ben Lee

My head is a box full of nothing

and that's the way I like it

My garden's a secret compartment

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

Your body's a dream that turns violent

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

The winter is long in the city

and that's the way I like it

So please

baby please

Open your heart

Catch my disease

I was backstage in Pomona

and that's the way I like it

She drank beer with coca-cola

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

She told me about the winds from Santa Anna

and that's the way I like it

and that's the way I like it

She told me she loved me like fireworks

and that's the way I like it

So please

baby please

Open your eyes

Catch my disease

So please (PLEASE!)

baby please

Come on

Catch my disease

Catch it

Na na na na na na na na na

They play Good Charlotte on the radio

and that's the way I like it

They play Sleepy Jackson on the radio

and that's the way I like it 

and that's the way I like it

I hear Beyonce on the radio

and that's the way I like it

cos that's the way I like it

and they play me on the radio (whoo!)

and that's the way I like it

So please 

baby please

Open your heart

and catch my disease

So please

baby please

Come on

Catch my disease

(catch my disease)

nanananananananana

(catch my disease)

nanananananananana

(catch my disease)

nanananananananana

(catch my disease)

S'acaben les vacances

Doncs finalment... s'estant acabant... com aquell qui diu avui és l'últim dia, ja que demà és cap de setmana normal. El balanç d'aquests dies de festa en tema viagtes és pobre... molt pobre :P excursió cap aquí i cap allà però no he marxat enlloc. A veure si l'estiu que ve és possible anar a Mallorca :)

Pel que fa a les tibades ha sigut imparable! cada dia sí no és via, és rocòdrom i sino bloc! Avui mateix per acabar de trencar tots els músculs hem anat a Savassona a destrossar-nos una mica... es nota l'entrenament diari al roco ja que ha anat molt millor que l'última vegada :)

Posaré una cançó d'un grup que es diuen We Are Scientists, que es diu Impatience i s'ha de reconèixer que ho sóc.. i molt però estic aprenent a no ser-ho i és que al final te n'adones que quan menys busques una cosa més aviat la trobes?!

Impatience - We Are Scientists

I'm not calming down.
What's this all about?
All I know is I don't need this tone you're taking.

Forget what I said.
For every promise kept
there's a thousand I don't even know I'm making.

So it's time to stop being so impatient.
It's time to stop being so impatient.

Your philosophy
is totally lost on me.
With a promise I don't mean to have you waiting.

That attitude
won't do any good
when the problem's only as you, as you've made it.

So it's time to stop being so impatient.
It's time to stop being so impatient.

Why not try to take it down?
You're gonna have to wait this out
or tell me now
where the fuckin' fire is.

Your philosophy
is totally lost on me.
With a promise I don't mean to have you waiting.

That attitude
won't do any good
when the problem's only as you, as you've made it.

So it's time to stop being so impatient
Well it's time to stop being so impatient
You're so impatient
You're so impatient
You're so impatient

Setmana curta!

Doncs sí! aquesta setmana serà més curta! ;-) (almenys per la gent que treballa a Girona) ja que divendres és festa. Comencem la setmana rebentats després d'un fabulós diumenge a Sadernes! Banyada als gorgs, tibada fins a altes hores... dia complet!

Dimarts l'aniversari de la Brígida! (FELICITATS!!!!), vàrem anar a sopar a el cul de la lleona (molt bó tot).

La cançó que poso avui és de l'Adele, i es diu Tired encara que és una altre mena de cansament... em recorda que la vàrem sentir pujant cap a Sadernes i avui a la feina l'he tornat a escolar a ICat FM.

Tired - Adele

Hold my hand while you cut me,
It had only just begun but now its over now,
And your in the playing cold,
I'm between the middle watching hastiness unfold,
On my eyes you were smiling in the spotlight,
Dancing with the night when I fell off your mind

Im tired of trying,
Your teasing aint enough,
Fed up of buying your time,
When I dont get nothing back,
And for what?
And for what?
And for what?
When I dont get nothing back,
Oi Im tired!

Where d'you go when you stayed behind?
I looked up and inside down and outside,
Only to find a doulble taking punching heartache,
Laughing at my smile,
I get closer and you obviously prefer her

Im tired of trying,
Your teasing aint enough,
Fed up of buying your time,
When I dont get nothing back,
And for what?
And for what?
And for what?
When I dont get nothing back,
Oi Im tired!

I should have known,

Nevermind said your open arms
I couldnt help the leap that tripped me back into them,
Even though

Im tired of trying,
Your teasing aint enough,
Fed up of buying your time,
When I dont get nothing back,
And for what?
And for what?
And for what?
When I dont get nothing back,
Oi Im tired!

P.D.: El videoclip no té gaire moviment... escenifica completament el cansament :P

Algun dia...

Acabant el diumenge... després d'un bon cap de setmana! el divendres va ser l'aniversari de la Laia (FELICITATS!!), vam gaudir d'un sopar a casa la Laia i en Pitu i després un petit toc a la terrassa del cu-cut on una tempesta d'estiu ens va fer una visita i ens vam anar ajuntant fins que ja no vam poder més i vam decidir que potser ja seria hora de retirar-nos :)

Dissabte va tocar anar a tibar una estona! aquest cop vam anar a Beuda, (ressenyes pdf), un lloc molt guapo i més a prop que Sadernes, llàstima que no tingui gorgs per banyar-se! El temps va acopmanyar fins al final, just al recollir cordes va començar a caure gotes, la meva corda ens va jugar una mala passada i es va quedar enganxada al fer-la baixar (sí, és que li va agradar molt el lloc...) finalment tiba per aquí, tiba per allà va acabar baixant. Finalment per totes les experiències passades ens vam merèixer una cerveseta al bar del poble.

Diumenge, tot encegat m'he aixecat amb ganes d'anar a tibar més... com que tot estava moll, l'últim recurs sempre és el roco, i allà és on he passat tot el matí... potser he forçat massa la màquina però què hi farem l'encegada era molt gran! Per la tarda hem anat al cine... i a més a veure una peli de diumenge tarda! sisi... Indiana Jones! i s'ha de reconèixer que m'ha agradat, té els seus punts d'humor :) també és una mica flipada... però ja he dit que era peli de diumenge per la tarda...

Ara la cançó que poso... és d'un grup que últimament torno a escoltar més, són els Death Cab for Cutie, i precisament aquesta és una de les cançons que he fet servir més per relaxar-me i adormir-me... no havia vist el videoclip fins avui! el trobo genial i realment és així com funciona... pot passar una cosa, una altre però sempre ens acabem refent :)

Bon inici de setmana a tots i totes!

Someday You Will Be Loved - Death Cab for Cutie

I once knew a girl in the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer, all beauty and truth
But in the morning I fled, left a note and it read
"Someday you will be loved"

I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Because each broken heart will eventually mend
And as the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved

You'll be loved, you'll be loved
Like you never have known
And the memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved

You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And every time tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
And someday you will be loved

You'll be loved, you'll be loved
Like you never have known
And the memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved

You'll be loved, you'll be loved
Like you never have known
And the memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
Someday you will be loved

De ruta pel Cap de Creus

Doncs sí! aprofitant aquest pont anirem de ruta amb btt pel Cap de Creus. De tant en tant és bó trencar el ritme de les tibades que els dits ja m'estaven avisant, i aprofitarem per fer petites rutes circulars per la costa. Què millor que un cap de setmana d'esport & relax ;-)

Avui poso una cançó que el ritme em fa pensar justament amb això.. en marxar, en descobrir nous llocs i en desconnectar una mica de la vida de cada dia (a veure si s'aconsegueix) . La cançó és d'en Jason Mraz i es diu I'm yours.

I'm yours - Jason Mraz

Well you dawned on me and you bet I felt it
i tried to be chill but you so hot that i melted
i fell right through the cracks and i'm tryin to get back
before the cool done run out i'll be givin it my bestest
and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention
i reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

but i won't hesitate no more, no more
it cannot wait i'm yours

well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me
i like peaceful melodies
it's your god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved

oh i won't hesitate no more, no more
it cannot wait i'm sure
there's no need to complicate
our time is short
this is our fate, i'm yours

i've been spendin' way too long checkin' my tongue in the mirror
and bendin' over backwards just to try to see it clearer
my breath fogged up the glass
and so i drew a new face and laughed
i guess what i'm a sayin'is there ain't no better reason
to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons
it's what we aim to do
our name is our virtue

and i won't hesitate no more, no more
it cannot wait, i'm sure
there's no need to complicate
our time is short
it cannot wait (this is our fate), i'm yours

well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find the love love love love
listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me
i love one big family
it's our god forsaken right to be loved, love
well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find the love love love love
listen to the music of the moment people dance with me
i like peaceful melodies
it's our god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved

so please don't complicate no more, no more
this is our fate, i'm sure
so don't, please don't hesitate, the sky is yours
this is your fate, i'm yours

Quant esperes una cosa i en passa una altra

Feia temps que esparava un videoclip... i finalment l'han tret :) és d'un grup que es diu Oh Laura. Encara nosé com no havia posat cap cançó d'aquest grup :s és extrany perquè em tenen ben facinat. En conec d'una que em sembla que es despertarà cada dia escoltant aquesta cançó ;-)

Aquest cap de setmana prou bé! llàstima que havia de fer un temps i n'ha fet un altre, sí és ben bé que el temps és com la vida... que esperes que passi una cosa i al final en passa un altre, però igual que a la vida algun dia acaba sortint el sol! i em sembla que aquest proper dimecres li toca!

Release me - Oh Laura

i am the wilderness locked in a cage
i am a growing force you kept in place
i am a tree reaching for the sun
please dont hold me down
please dont hold me down
i am a rolling wave without the motion
a glass of water longing for the ocean
i am an asphalt flower breaking free
but you keep stopping me
release me
release me
i am the rain that's coming down on you
that you shielded yourself from with a roof
i am the fire burning desperately
but you're controlling me
release me
release me

Un cap de setmana ennuvolat... però igual de bó!

Doncs sí! aquest cap de setmana va ser un no parar!! justament el divendres mateix marxa cap a l'Esquirol! a veure en Kalle :) com no em va portar a veure món a la plana... a sopar a la tratoria... després a fer un mojito al clot dels romans i.... finalment al Paster! nosé què té aquella sala que m'agrada tant ;-)

Era nit de concert, estaven tocant uns anglesos que feien un funk espectacular (de fet el que ho feia espectacular era tot l'espectacle que duient :P, el tiu del teclat ben sonat!). El grup es deia Phat Fred. Tota una nit de futbolins a la narkosala.. si és que no hi havia deu que els treies els fanàtics de la bola de guix! Unes cerveses més, uns xuts més (sempre parlant del futbolín) i se'ns va fer tard... quan vam anar a la sala principal a veure el genero no quedava res, havíem fet tard a les rebaixes i tot :P vam decidir posar punt i final i tirar cap a l'Esquirol!

L'endemà un gran dinar :) la mare d'en Kalle una gran cuinera mmmm gazpacho i fideus :D~ ben dinat vam trucar a l'elf per nar fer uns xulins més (no n'haviem tingut prou la nit anterior :P) i entre futbolins i tivades a la màquina de fer dits com botifarres el dia es va aclarir... i doncs.. què millor que anar-ho a acabar de matar tot fent unes tivades! i així dit i fet cap a savassona, uns blocs genials, unes bones tivades i molta tècnica (la que em falta :P)

Marxar de la plana per tornar cap a Celrà, on hi havia festa al Cívik, un sopar deliciós, i unes actuacions boníssimes (aupa miguelito!), mojitos molt ben preparats i molt bon ambient!

Diumenge... concert amb la coral polifònica de Figueres a l'esglèsia i arrossada popular a Sant Llorenç! llàstima que la pluja va esguerrar això últim i tothom es va menjar l'arrós a ca seu.

La mateixa pluja no ens va deixar anar a fer les tivades que teniem pensat... però bueno un cap diumenge de relax tampoc està gens malament... o sigui que cap a casa les nenes a veure què volien fer! una cerveseta al civik... dues... tres (no tant potser :P) i al final de tot per acabar de passar un bon cap de setmana una actuació en família d'en Miguelito! on no van parar de sonar cançons de ritme frenètic! les niñas també van tocar alguna cançoneta i jo només pensava en que era una llàstima que ja fòssim diumenge i que cada moment que passava escurçava la vida del cap de setmana...

I... això és tot! posaré una cançó que segurament no lliga en res a la temàtica de la música que poso normalment, però és que en Miguelito la va tocar cap al final i em va fer recordar el temps que no escoltava l'Eric Clapton.

Tears in Heaven - Eric Clapton

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven
I'll find my way, through night and day
Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven

Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you begging please
Begging please

(instrumental)

Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more...
Tears in heaven

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Tornem a la 'carga'!

Doncs sí... després de casi un més sense poder escriure, primer per no tenir connexió a Internet (durant dues setmanes!!!) i després per estar txunguillo de la panxa (una altre setmana) mmmhh... em sobre una setmana... bueno la noció del temps tampoc és el meu fort ;-)

Torno fort! amb una cançó d'una franceça que es diu Yelle, és la bomba! fa un mena d'electro-pop amb molt de ritme i que enganxa molt, ideal per treballar i com no... per nar de festa :D

La vaig descobrir a un programa que es diu loops! i que parlaven d'un vall anomenat Tecktonik, aquí podeu veure un altre vídeo de la Yelle on hi vallen els campions mundials de tecktonik

Je veux te voir - Yelle

Cuizinier avec ton petit sexe entoure de poils roux
Je n’arrive pas a croire que tu puisses croire qu’on veuille de toi
Je n’y crois pas meme dans le noir, meme si tu gardes ton pyjama
Meme si tu gardes ton peignoir, en forme de tee-shirt ringard
Garde ta chemise ca limitera les degats bataaaaaaaard

Je veux te voir
Dans un film pornographique
En action avec ta bite
Forme patatoes ou bien frites
Pour tout savoir
Sur ton anatomie
Sur ton cousin Teki
Et vos accessoires fetiches

Cuizi c’est quoi
Ta position favorite
Tes performances olympiques
Mais tu n’as rien d’orgasmique
Tu es tout nu
Sous ton tablier
Pret a degainer
Mais je t’avoue rien n’y fait

Tu reves d’un Hummer fluo
Dessinee par Akroe
Mais tu n’as pas le permis
Tu prends toujours le metro

Superstar d’un soir ta vie redevient normale apres
Pas besoin de lunettes noires pour te cacher personne te reconnait
Ta carte verte t’attend mec
C’est pas des paroles en l’air
J’ai reussi à t’en faire
Une avec mon scanner
L’entree est gratuite ce soir
C’est le seul moyen pour qu’on vienne
Alors les filles on se promene
Ouais on va aux chippendales
On avait pas prevu de passer la soirée avec des rigolos
On voulait voir des pectoraux, des mecs montés comme des taureaux

Tes posters de Lil’Jon recouvrent ceux de Magic Jonhson
Ton corps est trop crunk pour assurer les dunks

Cuiziner c’est toi que je veux voir
Que je veux voir ce soir
Te faire ridiculiser par une fille qui rappe mieux que toi
J’ai pas assez de mes 10 doigts pour les compter dans la salle
Toutes ces filles coiffees comme moi qui savent ce que tu vaux a poil

Recordant...

Avui poso un cançó que poc s'assembla a la resta (ni en estil, ni en tendències, ni novetat...) simplement trobo que és una cançó genial, que em fa recordar una època en que vivia a Vallcarca (amb la Helen, la Moky i la Lali, no estava bé ni res jo allà :D).

Aquesta cançó em fa posar la pell de gallina! i remanant remanant he llegit que la cançó original és d'en David Gates (espero res a veure amb un altre gates...). La que poso jo és versionada per en Ken Boothe.

Everything I Own - Ken Boothe

You sheltered me from harm.
Kept me warm, kept me warm.
You gave my life to me.
Set me free, set me free.
The finest years I ever knew,
were all the years I had with you.

And I would give anything I own.
I'd give up my life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own,
just to have you back again.

You taught me how to laugh.
What a time, what a time.
You never said too much,
but still you showed you cared.
And I knew from watching you.

Nobody else could ever know,
the part of me that can't let go.

And I would give anything I own,
I'd give up my life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own,
just to have you back again.

Is there someone you know,
your loving them so,
but taking them all for granted?
You may lose them one day.
Someone takes them away,
and they don't hear the words you long to say.

I would give anything I own,
I'd give up my life, my heart, my home.
I would give everything I own,
just to have you back again;
just to touch you once again.

Al bon temps.. Bona cara!

Doncs sí hi ha el refrany aquell que diu Al mal temps bona cara... perquè no fer encara més bona cara quan el fa bó!! i avui m'he aixecat i tot el cel aclarit! un sol de cal Déu! llàstiam que m'he aixecat tard... (zzZZzz)

Encara podem salvar una part de dia però!! i a la tarda a donar la mona a la Cúmbia!

Poso una cançó que la trobo molt potent en sonoritat, vaia veuarra que té la cantant :P El grup es diu The Cliks i no crec que tingui res a veure amb els clics que comentava l'altre dia :)

Oh Yeah - The Clicks

Oh yeah, oh yeah, I’ve fallen down
But I can get up
Everyone in this fucking town
Can get their back up
Oh yeah you call yourself my friend
Your back is breaking
Why don’t we find out in the end
What’s for the taking

He’s not listening, he’s not listening
If he listened to your heart, he’d hear you saying


I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby back (x2)

Oh yeah, oh yeah, I’ve fallen down
There’s no use faking
And everyone in this old town
Can hear me raging
Oh yeah, you call yourself my friend
Don’t get your back up
I guess we’ll find out in the end
Who’s the real bastard

He’s not listening, he’s not listening
If he listened to your heart, he’d hear you saying

I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby back (x2)

He’s not listening, he’s not listening
If he listened to your heart, he’d hear you saying (x2)

I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby
I want, I want, I want my baby back (x2)

Cap a Sora!

Doncs sí! avui comencen unes mini vacances per desconnectar!!! Ja tocava!!! Doncs agafarem la maleta i nirem cap a casa l'Alba a Sora! i mira com que sé que li agraden els clics (no sé com n'hi dieu vosaltres...) Aquest video va per ella!

El grup aquest es diuen The Boy Least Likely To (tela amb el nom...) és una mica rarot, tot s'ha de dir :P també s'ha de dir que l'he escoltat molt poc! (Descarregat d'ahir a la nit... ohh pirata pirata!!)

Ale pues!

I'm Glad I Hitched My Apple Wagon To Your Star - The Boy Least Likely To

I was young and I was stupid
I had just turned seventeen
I took my hits on a dumb road trip to Nashville, Tennessee
I packed my anti-histamines on top of the drugs
Harmonica, a box guitar,
In a canvas covered wagon stuffed with apples and with guns

We quietly slipped across the border into arkansas
But still we couldnt find that what it was we were looking for
So we crept under to get a look, along the Rio Grande
But I couldn't help but notice how
the little things that used to make us happy make us sad

But I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I never would have got here if I followed my heart
I didn't think much of it until i took it apart
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star

We never ever made it down to Nashville in the end
And noone ever signed us, the country disco band
However hard we tried it, it never seemed enough
We never could get famous, it made us kinda happy
And it get me off the drugs

Now I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I never would have got here if I followed my heart
I didn't think much of it until i took it apart
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star

To your star
To your star
To your star

I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I never would have got here if I followed my heart
I didn't think much of it til i took it apart
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star

I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I'm happy if you're happy but it breaks our hearts
I didn't even notice until it fell apart
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star

To your star
To your star
To your star
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star
I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star

Un refugi

Fa un temps parlava d'un grup que eren una bona colla sobre l'escenari, doncs els que avui poso també! Nosé com no havia posat cap cançó d'aquest grup... i menys com no havia posat aquesta!

El grup es diu I'm From Barcelona, i ja ús dic jo que de Barcelona no en tenen res... són uns cracks! i la seva música és animada i despreocupada.

Treehouse - I'm From Barcelona

I have built a treehouse
I have built a treehouse
Nobody can see us
'cause it's a you-and-me house

I've been climbing rocks and stones
Been collecting broken bones
I've been swimming across the lakes
Just to find this perfect place
I got lost into the woods
I've been covered up in mud
I've been going through a lot
Just to find this perfect spot

I have built a treehouse
I have built a treehouse
Nobody can see us
'cause it's a you-and-me house

Cap a la plana!

Doncs aquest cap de setmana toca anar cap a la Plana! a veure què si cou per allà :D i a veure si finalment arribo a Paster que n'he sentit molt a parlar... però encar ano hi he entrat mai!

Ja posaré la crònica! La cançó que poso m'ha sonat avui per casualitat a l'ipod, la tenia dins un recopilatori de música Indie, exactament el Indie Rock playlist: The Best Of 2007 i no em trec la tornada del cap. El grup es diu Voxtrot.

Bon cap de setmana a tots i totes!

Firecracker - Voxtrot

I had a lust. I had a firecracker
I had a love for the sound of this world
Im still in love its just a stab a laughter
It’s just a mark of the people we are
But don’t be daft no it’s just a monkey business
They’re running signs no remainders of sins
We dealing abstract no pain and no deliverance.
This is a punch im not punching up against
Oh, Its all just mirrors laugh and smoke
We are living in some tiny joke
And im here to show my love, ambition, dedication out to

Kick the wall smash the lights, ricochets burning up
Firecracker
Firecracker
I will not complain at all
I will never be tricked by you.
No No No
I will never be tricked by you.

I never thought that I would be this ugly
I never thought I'd be biting that hand
Defeats the math, this spits the seeds of money
I'm just a shell, I'm a sensitive man
We make a choice to unfold a tiny secret
Put it in lights for the grunt of this place
Is it the same thing to write it as to think it?
I'm chopping noses just to ruin my face
Break down on the record company
Did you turn you back on me? Or did I turn myself against myself?

I will kick the walls smash the lights, ricochets burning up
Firecracker
Firecracker
I will not complain at all
I will never be tricked by you.
No No No
I will never be tricked by you.

Im still in love
I set the love in motion
I stare at love with the future we planned
Tell me you feel, this aint complete emotion
Im still in love with you baby I am
Oh, did you turn your back on me?
Or did I turn myself against myself?

I'll will kick the walls, smash the lights, ricochets burning up
Firecracker
Firecracker
I will not complain at all
I will never be tricked by you.
No No No
I will never be tricked by you

Es fa difícil

Avui posaré una cançó que fa un temps que ja volia posar... des de fa un mes hi ha una mena de va i ve en tot... Deu ser cosa del canvi climàtic (es veu que quan no saps perquè passa una cosa dius això i et quedes tant ample)

Bé la cançó és d'un grup que es diu The Bravery, el clip que poso no té molt mèrit... de fet és la portada de l'àlbum amb la cançó. He triat aquest perquè és el que tenia millor sonoritat, però si voleu veure'ls en directe els podeu veure aquí.

Bad Sun - The Bravery

We are lies like the summertime
like the spring we are such fools
like fall we are the prophets
like winter we are cruel

I don't know what's wrong with us
they just made us this way
There's a hole in you and me
That pulls us together

And I don't know where we belong
I think we grew under a bad sun
I know we're not like everyone
You and me we grew, under a bad sun

Every day you bring me pain
and we savor it like rain
we hold it on our tongues
just like wine

someday back when we were young
I guess something just went wrong
The two of us are hung
from the same twisted rope

And I don't know where we belong
I think we grew under a bad sun
I know we're not like everyone
you and me we grew under a bad sun (2x)

You and me we grew under a bad sun

Bèstia

Ja tornema ser divendres! un altre cap de setmana s'acosta! però amb la setmana que he portat... entre malalt i perdut... nosé pas què farem :P Ja fa un temps vaig posar una cançó d'aquesta noia, la Terra Naomi.

Aquest cop però la cançó no és seva, sino d'un grup que es diu Sublime que no sabia qui eren fins avui :)

Santeria - Terra Naomi

I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that Sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to

Wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...

What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up

Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-ass

What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait

Podeu veure i escoltar la cançó originial a aquí.

Buscant el fil

Perdo el fil i el més trist és que el fil em perd a mi... Amb aquesta frase de la cançó que posaré avui començo, i és que és veritat a vegades no saps si ets tu que estàs perdut, lo altre que s'ha perdut de tu o que tothom està tant perdut que al final es troba...

No sé com encara no havia posat cap cançó d'en Quimi (compte amb la web :P)

La terra és plana - Quimi Portet

La terra és plana, ho sap tothom,
però a les planes hi ha rieres, codinetes i turons.
Potser tinc ànima, no ho sé;
però el que sé de cert és que el teu cos s’entén amb el meu cos.

Jo perdo el fil i no m’en recordo
de com et dius;
perdo el fil i el més trist és que
el fil em perd a mi.

Quatre palmeres i un camell,
barrejats en els meus somnis, en anglès parlen de tu.
Quatre palmeres i un camell
i una meuca en un carrer que crida: massa tard imbècil!

Perdo el fil i no m’en recordo
de com em dic;
perdo el fil però el més trist és que
el fil em perd a mi.

Si canta l’ànima m’en vaig
que jo no hi faig cap falta i no sé mai què he de dir.
Vibren les musses i no hi sóc,
pallús deconstructiu, intel.lectual carregós.
Un terapeuta de Rubí
que tracta el mal d’esquena amb infusions de comí.
Hiverns de l’hemisferi austral,
i un monjo tibetà penja una merda en un pal.

Xalets estúpids amb un gos;
pesa figues als meus somnis un turista italià.
Quatre palmeres i un camell,
semi-déus en un carrer que criden: massa lluny imbècil!

Una setmaneta moguda!

Ja hi tornem a ser... va! que ja soms casi dijous ;-) Avui al cotxe m'ha sonat aquesta cançó... feia molt que no em sortia cap cançó dels The New Pornographers! i és que la veu de la cantant no me la puc treure del cap! i després de sentir aquesta cançó la tonada tampoc!

Letter From An Occupant - The New Pornographers

I'm told the eventual downfall
Is just a bill from the restaurant
You told me I could order the moon, babe
Just as long as as I shoot what I want.
What the last ten minutes have taught me
Bet the hand that your money's on
Where the hell have the 70's brought me
You traded me away long gone

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

The time that your enemy gives you
Good times are not the ones you want
I've cried five rivers on the way here
Which one will you skate away on?
The tune you'll be humming forever
All the words are replaced and wrong
With a shower of "Yes" and "Whatever"s
You traded me away long gone

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

Where have all sensations gone?
Where have all sensations gone?
Where have all sensations gone?
Where have all sensations gone?

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

The song
The song
The song has shaken me

The song
The song
The song has shaken me

The song
The song
The song has shaken me

The song
The song
The song has shaken me

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

For the love of a god, you say
Not a letter from an occupant

La llum...

No sé què tinc últimament... estic colapsat, m'ho noto... tinc alguna idea de què pot ser... però tampoc hi vull donar gaires voltes. Tinc ganes que arribi el cap de setmana per poder tornar a enfilar-me! Bueno avui torno a posar una cançó dels The Arcade Fire, que últimament estic escoltant molt... però és que els trobo genials! Només cal mirar aquest clip per veure lo bons que són :D

P.D. L'instrument que m'agrada més és la revista ;-)

Neon Bible - The Arcade Fire

Vial of hope and a vial of pain
In the light they both looked the same
Poured them out on into the world
On every boy and every girl singing

It's the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is right

Take the poison of your age
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page
What I know is what you know is right
In the city you see only light

It's the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is right

Oh god, well, look at you now!
Oh, you lost it, but you don't know how!
In the light of a golden calf
Oh god, I had to laugh!
Take the poison of your age
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page
It was wrong but you said it was right
In the future I will read at night

In the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible is true

Un cap de setmana 'non stop!'

Doncs sí! aquest cap de setmana no hem parat, al divendres ja vam sortir cap a bcn! per recordar vells temps :) A sopar una espasa al Maur i cap a fer uns valibres a l'Apolo! Dissabte al matí a fer una volta pels encants, a descansar (encara que vam acabar jugant a la Wii) i a la nit a la tasca 'El corral', llàstima de no haver gaudit de l'assistència d'en Maradona... i després cap a Gràcia a rematar-ho :D

Finalment, com podia acabar millor el cap de setmana que amb un concert d'Antònia Font a l'auditori de Girona, amb l'Orquestra de Girona!!!! Us deixo amb una de les millors cançons!

Wa Yeah! - Antònia Font

Jo cant sa lluna i s´estrella, sa jungla i es bosc animat,
es tren, es vaixell, s´avioneta i es teu submarí aquí aparcat.
Jo cant es cafè i sa galeta quan dius "tu podries ser meu".
Què sexi, què dolça i què freda, wa yeah!
Sa zebra que passa un semàfor i com se desmunta un bidet,
Cosmètics i Margaret Astor, ja se com s´escriu Juliette!!!
Jo cant sa rosa i es cactus i moltes més coses també,
Un llapis d´Ikea, un pistatxo, wa yeah!
Què divertit lo que escric quan estic avorrit,
Per exemple es teu cos, es jersei destenyit,
Es carrer blanc de sol,
Es meu cos a damunt (per exemple) es teu llit,
De penombra i llençols amb es termo espenyat,
Per exemple adormits.
Jo cant sa lluna i s´estrella, sa jungla i es bosc animat,
Es tren, es vaixell, s´avioneta i es teu submarí aquí aparcat.
Jo cant sa fruita vermella i quan acabi riuré.