The Cure - Charlotte sometimes

Esta fue la primera canción que me dijo que ahí afuera las cosas eran distintas. Yo ya lo sabía...


Para audio y remembering, pasá por aquí...


Ah!!! El subtitulado es para Soni que patalea porque no sabe inglés...

Ill Niño - Te amo I hate you

Vacaciones...


Má si.... matate....



Te amo I hate you
Te amo... I hate you
Te amo and I hate you
Te amo... I hate you
You always think that you are right
Everything you ever promised to not do you did
You fucked me up so just admit it
You are just another bitch and I know that you did it
How could you let us split in two
I was just another game so fuck you
There is nothing I could do
You're so tough, so bad, so cold
But now you eat your words
Don't try
Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
Don't try
Telling all your fucking lies
'Cause I
Make you eat your words and die
Think you're better but I know that you will never get it
This page will turn and you'll regret it
Everything you ever promised to not do you did
How could you let us split in two

Ill Niño - I am loco

Vacaciones...

Loco de mierda!!!!


I am loco
Life is weighing down on me, killing me inside
Something I could never be will guide me to the new
Light
Frustrated
Sedated
I pray to myself
God please
Don't take away from me
The only fucking thing
That I learned to believe
I am becoming the monster
You promised to keep him away
Now I feel like he's living in me!!!
Anyway, I could never ever be
What you think is right for me
Are things that I will not believe
I want to start a new life
Get myself a sharp knife
Look into my own life
Kill things I don't like in me
But sometimes I feel OK
And think I'm unique
You always try to critique
I turn my back on it anyway
Sucker! Punk-ass motherfucker!
I am loco!
Te falta un poco!
To get your ass in a choke-hold!
Just kill me - I can't breathe
I am guiding myself right to the end
I can't learn - come to terms
With the sickness that makes me crash and burn
I'm crying, I feel like I am dying but I'm trying
I beg to myself put my pride up on the shelf
Life is not forever
But if life will stay together
I would have a friend in my depression, have an end
But I've been thinking
And thinking always gets me into trouble
But since I have a double personality
I wasn't me you see
Now I'm a refugee
And everything inside of me is just a part of my
Disease!!!
Just kill me - I can't breathe
I am guiding myself right to the end
I can't learn - come to terms
With the sickness that makes me crash and burn

The Cure - The Same Deep Water As You

9:17 para respirar bieeeeeeeen hondo y vivir....

respirá, respirá.....


The Same Deep Water As You
kiss me goodbye
pushing out before i sleep
can't you see i try
swimming the same deep water as you is hard
"the shallow drowned lose less than we"
you breathe
the strangest twist upon your lips
"and we shall be together... "
"kiss me goodbye
bow your head and join with me"
and face pushed deep
reflections meet
the strangest twist upon your lips
and disappear
the ripples clear
and laughing
break against your feet
and laughing
break the mirror sweet
"so we shall be together... "
"kiss me goodbye"
pushing out before i sleep
it's lower now and slower now
the strangest twist upon your lips
but i don't see
and i don't feel
but tightly hold up silently
my hands before my fading eyes
and in my eyes
your smile
the very last thing before i go...
i will kiss you i will kiss you
i will kiss you forever on nights like this
i will kiss you i will kiss you
and we shall be together...

The Cure - Charlotte sometimes

Hoy es mi último día de laburo, y la idea es no "festivizar" la jornada para no desbocarme y mandar todo al carajo por adelantado...
Les dije que lo mío es una versión cercana al tele trabajo?
Muchas veces es un garrón... para un irresponsable como yo... Estaba -apurado y me colgué haciendo un reporte sobre implantes mamarios... jé!!
A no descorchar, inhalo, exhalo, 1, 2, 1, 2,1....


Tirá, tirá para abajo tirá...


Charlotte sometimes
all the faces
all the voices blur
change to one face
change to one voice
prepare yourself for bed
the light seems bright
and glares on white walls
all the sounds of
charlotte sometimes
into the night with
charlotte sometimes
night after night she lay alone in bed
her eyes so open to the dark
the streets all looked so strange
they seemed so far away
but charlotte did not cry
the people seemed so close
playing expressionless games
the people seemed
so close
so many
other names...
sometimes i'm dreaming
where all the other people dance
sometimes i'm dreaming
charlotte sometimes
sometimes i'm dreaming
expressionless the trance
sometimes i'm dreaming
so many different names
sometimes i'm dreaming
the sounds all stay the same
sometimes i'm dreaming
she hopes to open shadowed eyes
on a different world
come to me
scared princess
charlotte sometimes
on that bleak track
(see the sun is gone again)
the tears were pouring down her face
she was crying and crying for a girl
who died so many years before...
sometimes i dream
where all the other people dance
sometimes i dream
charlotte sometimes
sometimes i dream
the sounds all stay the same
sometimes i'm dreaming
there are so many different names
sometimes i dream
sometimes i dream...
charlotte sometimes crying for herself
charlotte sometimes dreams a wall around herself
but it's always with love
with so much love it looks like
everything else
of charlotte sometimes
so far away
glass sealed and pretty
charlotte sometimes

Sepultura - Dead Embryonic Cells

Pipa de la paz.... (Soy un pelotudo a veces...)
A ver.... Venga Ud. señor (todo con mucho respeto....) Yo no quiero imponer nada, por favor!!!
El trabajador vuelve.... Le piden algo más propositivo, entendés?
((Digamos, más buena onda... Que se deje leer.... Más tinellizado digo yo?))
El trabajador no se calentó....
Temperatura: bien....
Presión: bien...
Calentura: bien...
Locura: bien...

Trabajó un par de horitas el trabajador...
Ahora, pausa. Un té de tilo (sic!!) y músiquita al tono...
Ahora y pal trabajador, Il niño (papá!!!)
Para Ustedes, lo que va a escuchar la hormiguita en una hora...


Tambores de guerra, serruchos contra guitarras y mosh!!!!!!!!!


Dead Embryonic Cells
Land of anger
I didnt ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by technology
A world full of shit coming down
Tribal voilence everywhere
Life in the age of terrorism
We spit in your other face
War of races
World without intelligence
A place consumed by time
End of it all
Were born with pain
No more were dead
Embryonic cells
Corrision inside -- we feel
Condemned future -- we see
Emptiness calls -- we hear
Final premonition -- the truth
Land of anger
I didnt ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by technology
Were born with pain
Suffer remains
Were born with pain
Suffer remains
Were dead

Jimmy Hendrix - Hey Joe

Hey calaverita... Sabés que te saqué de discusión? Sabés que no podés tocarme? Sabés que estás discutiendo lo que queremos que discutas? Jé!
Decí que no tengo un peso para hacer el mexico way.... Y no vale la pena... to take a gun 4ya...


Hey...

Hey joe
Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand
Hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Yeah, i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man
Huh! and that ain't cool
Huh hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down
You shot her down now
Hey joe, i heard you shot your lady down
You shot her down in the groud yeah!
Yeah!
Yes, i did, i shot her
You know i caught her messin' round messin' round town
Huh, yes i did i shot her
You know i caught my old lady messin' 'round town
And i gave her the gun
And i shot her
Alright
Shoot her one more time again baby!
Yeah!
Oh dig it
Oh alright
Hey joe,
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
Hey joe, i said
Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go
I'm goin' way down south
Way down to mexico way
Alright
I'm goin' way down south
Way down where i can be free
Ain't no one gonna find me
Ain't no hang-man gonna
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now
I gotta go now
Hey, joe
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody
Hey hey joe

Nirvana - The Man Who Sold The World (David Bowie cover)

Sí!! Los re-vendí, y a partir de mañana a cara de perro!!!!!
Vení mamita, te estoy esperando!!!!


Jé!


The Man Who Sold The World
We passed upon the stair, we spoke in was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise, I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched a foreign land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare, we walked a million hills
I must have died alone, a long long time ago
Who knows? Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

Nirvana - Pennyroyal Tea

Porqué?
Por que las versiones sobre esta letra, así como sobre lo que dice o como cambia la letra casi siempre es como un palimpsesto hipertextual (?)

Te maté, no?

Pennyroyal Tea
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm a liar and a thief
Sit and drink that Royal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I'm anemic royalty
I'm anemic royalty

Nirvana - Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam (The vaselines cover)

Bueno... Digamos que soy un tipo jodido... Quienes esperaban mi trabajo (un trabajo político en definitiva), no quedaron muy conformes... En realidad se calentaron porque les jugué en contra, o al menos a favor de lo que pienso... Y tienen que dar explicaciones en las más altas esferas por lo que hice... Jé!!! Se vienen días de confrontación...
Ni dios me quiere...

Y jesú???



Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam
Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.
Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.
Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.
Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.
Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam. 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me.
Don't expect me to cry for all the reasons you had to die. Don't ever ask your
love of me.
Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die.
Don't expect me to cry.
Don't expect me to lie.
Don't expect me to die for thee.

The Cure - A forest

Estoy como caperucita en el bosque... Y más que lobos, aquí hay leones...
Pero no me calienta... me voy a llevar unos cuantos conmigo.... jé!


juguemos en el bosque



A forest
come closer and see
see into the trees
find the girl
if you can
come closer and see
see into the dark
just follow your eyes
just follow your eyes
i hear her voice
calling my name
the sound is deep
in the dark
i hear her voice
and start to run
into the trees
into the trees
into the trees
suddenly i stop
but i know it's too late
i'm lost in a forest
all alone
the girl was never there
it's always the same
i'm running towards nothing
again and again and again

Whitesnake - Mistreated

Y relamente en la reunión hoy me basurearon como hacía rato no...


pendejeado

Mistreated
I've been mistreated, I've been abused.
I've been struck downhearted, baby, I've been confused
'cause I know, yes, I know I've been mistreated.
Since my baby left me I've been losing my mind, you know I have.
I've been lonely, I've been cold.
I've been looking for a woman to have and hold
'cause I know, yes, I know I've been mistreated.
Since my baby left me I've been losing, I've been losing,
I've been losing my mind, baby baby babe.
I've been mistreated, I've been abused.
I've been looking for a woman, yeh, I've been confused
'cause I know, yes, I know I've been mistreated, ooh o-o-oh.
Since my baby left me I've been losing, losing,
I've been losing my mind, baby baby babe.
Oh oh oh, oh woman, oh woman, oh woman.
I've been losing my mind.

Aute y Rodriguez- Las 4 y 10

Sí, otra vez me acordé de vos...

ro

Las cuatro y diez
Fue en ese cine, ¿te acuerdas?,
en una mañana al este de Edén,
James Dean tiraba piedras
a una casa blanca, entonces te besé.
Aquélla fue la primera vez,
tus labios parecían de papel,
y a la salida en la puerta
nos pidió un triste inspector nuestros carnets.
Luego volví a la academia
para no faltar a clase de francés,
tú me esperaste hora y media
en esta misma mesa, yo me retrasé.
¿Quieres helado de fresa
o prefieres que te pida ya el café?.
Cuéntame como te encuentras,
aunque sé que me responderás: muy bien.
Ten, esta foto es muy fea,
el más pequeño acababa de nacer.
Oiga, me trae la cuenta,
calla, que fui yo quien te invitó a comer.
No te demores, no sea
que no llegues a la hora al almacén;
llámame el día que puedas,
date prisa que ya son las cuatro y diez

Sting - Message in the bottle

Bueno... Si nadie te tira una soga, tira una botella y veamos que pasa (aunque en realidad lo que querés tirar, es todo a la mierda...)


message

Message in the bottle
Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart
I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion casatways
Looking for a home
I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle
Sending out an SOS

Pearl Jam - Better man

Domingo.... sin palabras....
Me acordé de mi vieja...

Mo´better


Better man
Waitin', watchin' the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop
Tell him, take no more, she practices her speech
As he opens the door, she rolls over...
Pretends to sleep as he looks her over
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Ohh...
Talkin' to herself, there's no one else who needs to know...
She tells herself, oh...
Memories back when she was bold and strong
And waiting for the world to / come along...
Swears she knew it, now she swears he's gone
She lies and says she's in love with him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
She lies and says she still loves him, can't find a better man...
She dreams in color, she dreams in red, can't find a better man...
Can't find a better man
Yeah...
She loved him, yeah...she don't want to leave this way
She feeds him, yeah...that's why she'll be back again
Can't find a better man
Can't find a better...man...
Ohh...ohh...
Uh huh...
Ohh...

Genesis - The Carpet Crawlers

Digamos...
Si la cosa era caer en el pozo de la depresión, el odio y el rencor, los temas fueron casi justos...
Para empezar a salir, despacio y tranquilo un mantra como "...We've got to get in to get out..." es mucho más justo aún...


Carpet!!!!!


Genesis - The Carpet Crawlers
He returns from his mixed-up memories to the passage he was previously
stuck in. This time he discovers a long carpeted corridor.
There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm,
- gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping they'll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
There's no hiding in my memory.
There's no room to avoid.
The walls are painted in red ochre and are marked by strange insignia,
some looking like a bulls-eye, others of birds and boats. Further down
the corridor, he can see some people; all kneeling. With broken sighs
and murmurs they struggle, in their slow motion to move towards a
wooden door at the end. Having seen only the inanimate bodies in the
Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging, Rael rushes to talk to them.
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, they've more lifeblood than before.
They're moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needle's eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
"We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out
We've got to get in to get out."
"What's going on?" he cries to a muttering monk, who conceals a yawn and
replies "It's a long time yet before the dawn." A sphinx-like crawler
calls his name saying "Don't ask him, the monk is drunk. Each one of us
is trying to reach the top of the stairs, a way out will await us there."
Not asking how he can move freely, our hero goes boldly through the door.
Behind a table loaded with foo

Faith no more - Caffeine

La cosa viene levantando... Le encontré la vuelta al laburo y estoy dispuesto a quedar en la historia chiquita de mi laburo... Ser el primero tiene sus recompensas...
En lo personal la cosa tocó fondo, por lo tanto lo único que queda es subir (mentira, podría quedarme uno días en el fondo, pero no da)...
Y para subir, hace falta energía... Café en dosis tóxicas...
Interesante versión en vivo de este clásico de los ateos...
Con el tiempo, el "solo" de bajo que se escucha a partir de los 2:10 se empezó a hacer más y más largo, hipnótico, para entrar en un trance y salir saltando, gritando, puteando, diciendo a todo el mundo lo querés y no podés... Justo para este momento...

Caffeine... Bizarre Festival 08-97.

Caffeine
Pour shame all over us
Harden into a crust
- - - cement - - -
Forget the glamour and
Mumble a jackhammer
- - - under your breath - - -
Hide your face in the curtains
Better unsaid, so close
And it rolls off the tongue
ALMOST
The world expects the pose
Perfectly natural
- - - loosen up - - -
Smearing wet concrete
And swearing you'll never be
- - - caught - - -
At your weakest, etched in stone
And we're frozen here, peeking
ALMOST, sweet talk, CAFFEINE
Make contact
Up to my neck
I confess in quicksand
"But it's so easy for you"
"There's always one thing"
"Do you have something to tell me?"
"Say something"
"Anything"
I'm warning you
I'm warning you
I'm fucking you
I'm warning you
"Relax"
"It's just a phase"
"You'll grow out of it"
Believe anything anyone ever tells you
It's not funny anymore
It's thing you hate the most
The thing you hate the most
The thing you hate ALMOST

Chris Cornell - Fell on black days

No... la cosa no mejora...
Tapado de un laburo que se me hace cuesta arriba... Cuando todos parecen tan seguros de lo que hacen, yo me encuentro perdido... con más dudas que certezas... Aunque tengo confianza en sacarlo adelante (nunca fue de otra forma), me dan más ganas de acostarme a dormir una siesta larga...
En fin...
Mientras garabateo mi trabajo, escucho algo que me levante el ánimo que refleja mi estado de ánimo...

Cornell maestro!!!

Fell On Black Days
Whatsoever I've feared has
Come to life
Whatsoever I've fought off
Became my life
Just when everyday
Seemed to greet
Me with a smile
Sunspots have faded
And now I'm doing time
Cause I fell on
Black days
Whomsoever I've cured
I've sickened now
Whomsoever I've cradled
I've put you down
I'm a search light soul
They say but I can't
See it in the night
I'm only faking
When I get it right
Cause I fell on
Black days
How would I know
That this could be my fate
So what you wanted to
See good has made you blind
And what you wanted to
Be yours has made it
Mine
So don't you lock up
Something that you
Wanted to see fly
Hands are for shaking
No not tying
I sure don't
Mind a change
But I fell on black
Days
How would I know
That this could be
My fate

Pearl Jam - Black

Cuando salió Ten, lo escuchaba todo el día… Y más allá del aclamado Jeremy, para mí Black tenía una fuerza hipnótica… Era como un pozo en el que caías, y no solamente no era doloroso, sino que podías acomodarte y dejarte llevar por la voz arrulladora y dolorosa de E. Vedder…

Esta versión en vivo en Cleveland es de las mejores, sino la mejor que les escuché en varias decenas de recitales…

Justo para un domingo a la noche…

Black. Cleveland. 20/05/06.-

Black
Hey...oooh...
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me as her body once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything?
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all that I'll be...yeah...
Uh huh...uh huh...ooh...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine