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.

Un dia gris

Ahir feia dia Interpol, aprofitant que també han tret un nou cd :), encara que la cançó que poso no és nova. La lletra és molt senzilla però crec que és la que cal amb un dia com el d'ahir.

Untitled - Interpol

Surprise, sometimes, will come around
Surprise, sometimes, will come around
I will surprise you sometime, I'll come around
Oh, I will surprise you sometime, I'll come around
when you're down

Pels bons moments

Aquesta cançó em fa pensar en tots els bons moments que he passat al llarg dels estius; de festa, amb la colla, a la platja, ... Per tot aquests moments i per tots els que vindran!

Someday - The Strokes

In many ways they'll miss the good old days
Someday
Someday
It hurts to say but I want you to stay
Sometimes
Sometimes
When we was young, oh man did we have fun
Always
Always
Promises they break before they're made
Sometimes
Sometimes

My ex says i'm lacking in depth
I will do my best
You say you want to stay by my side
Darling your head's not right
I see alone we stand, together we fall apart
Yeah I think i'll be alright
I'm working so I won't have to try so hard
Tables they turn sometimes

Oh someday...
I ain't wasting no more time

Trying, trying...

And now my fears, they come to me in threes
So I
Sometimes
They fade, my friend, you say the strangest things
I find
Sometimes
Oh my ex says i'm lacking in depth
Say I will try my best
You say you wanna stand by my side
Darling your head's not right
You see alone we stand, together we fall apart
Yeah I think i'll be alright
I'm working so I won't have to try so hard
Tables they turn sometimes
Oh someday...
I ain't wasting no more time

Lluny

The Distance - Dntel

when we sat in evenings
counting up the seconds
between the thunder and the lightning
trying to find the distance
the space between what we feel
and what we see
like the distance coming between you and me

so don't be long
don't be long

all we murder and confetti
our science in the holy ghost
the space between is spread and getting strong
distance only grows so don't be long

so don't be long
don't be long

line between getting air and getting gone
these lines get distorted so don't be long

and if youre going
count the seconds up
count the seconds up for me
don't be long