Paco Ibañez musicant poemes de José Agustín Goytisolo.
Fa temps, en el túnel que enllaça la línia groga i verda del metro de
Barcelona a Passeig de Gràcia, hi havia escrit un vers d’aquesta poesia
a cada una de les bigues que travessava el sostre del túnel, de tal manera que
anaves caminant i podies anar llegint la poesia. Ara ja no hi és, algú la va esborrar.
Érase una vez
Erase una vez
un lobito bueno
al que maltrataban
todos los corderos.
Y había también
un príncipe malo,
una bruja hermosa
y un pirata honrado.
Todas estas cosas
había una vez
cuando yo soñaba
un mundo al revés.
José Agustín Goytisolo
I una altra, les paraules del poeta a la seva filla:
Palabras para Júlia
Tú no puedes volver atrás,
porque la vida ya te empuja,
como un aullido interminable, interminable.
Te sentirás acorralada,
te sentirás perdida y sola,
tal vez querrás no haber nacido, no haber nacido.
Pero tú siempre acuerdate
de lo que un día yo escribí
pensando en ti, pensando en ti
como ahora pienso.
La vida es bella ya verás
como a pesar de los pesares
tendrás amigos, tendrás amor, tendrás amigos.
Un hombre solo, una mujer,
así tomados, de uno en uno
son como polvo, no son nada, no son nada.
Entonces siempre acuérdate
de lo que un día yo escribí….
Nunca te entregues ni te apartes,
junto al camino, nunca digas:
no puedo más y aquí me quedo, y aquí me quedo.
Otros esperan que resistas,
que les ayude tu alegría,
que les ayude tu canción, entre sus canciones.
Entonces siempre acuérdate…
La vida es bella, ya verás…
No sé decirte nada más
pero tú debes comprender
que yo aún estoy en el camino, en el camino.
Pero tú siempre acuérdate…
José Agustín Goytisolo
Vaig anar a l’últim concert de Muse a Badalona i només són tres (bé, a
vegades quatre, en algunes cançons hi col·labora un quart músic), però
és espectacular el que poden arribar a fer. Va ser impressionant.
Un grup ple de dramatisme i èpica, Muse ja fa
temps que ens diuen que aquest món s’acaba.
New Born
"Cause youve seen
Seen too much
And too young"
Link it to the world
Link it to yourself
Stretch it like a birth squeeze
The love for what you hide
For bitterness inside
Is growing like the new born
When youve seen, seen too much
Too young, young
Soulless is everywhere
Hopeless time to roam
The distance to your home
Fades away to nowhere
How much are you worth?
You cant come down to earth
Youre swelling up
Youre unstoppable
Cause youve seen
Seen too much
And too young
Young
Soulless is everywhere
Destroy the spineless
Show me its real
Wasting our last chance
To come away
Just break a silence
Cause Im drifting away
Away from you
Yeah link it to the world
Link it to yourself
Stretch it like its a birth squeeze
And the love for what you hide
And the bitterness inside
Is growing like the new born
When youve seen, seen too much
Too young, young
Soulless is everywhere
Destroy the spineless
Show me its real
Wasting our last chance
To come away
Just break a silence
Cause Im drifting away
Away from you
Starlight
"You electrify my life"
Far away
This ship has taken me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die
Starlight
I will be chasing a starlight
Until the end of my life
I don’t know if it’s worth it anymore
Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms
My life
You electrify my life
Lets conspire to ignite
All the souls that would die just to feel alive
I’ll never let you go
If you promise not to fade away
Never fade away
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You here in my arms
Far away
This ship has taken me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die
I’ll never let you go
If you promise not to fade away
Never fade away
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms
I just wanted to hold
Tot té un final?
The End
Brutal!
Rebellion (Lies)
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 rugby club
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!)
Concert a Donosti l’any 1988.
Hallelujah
Tot un himne.
Oi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"From the east coast to the west coast
Two sounds of a revolution
In our hearts in our souls
United we stand devided we fall"
Gotta Go
From the east coast to the west coast
Gotta gotta gotta go
Two sounds of a revolution
Gotta gotta gotta go
In our hearts in our souls
Gotta gotta gotta go
(oi)
United we stand devided we fall
Gotta gotta go
Can?t keep touch with you or me
Gotta gotta go
Need sense of security
Gotta gotta go
Want to live my life for me
Gotta gotta go
Why can?t they just let me be
Gotta gotta go
Say i?m crazy
Just brain dead
Planting thoughts
Within my head
Can?t believe
What i?ve said
What has become of me
What has become of me
Don?t believe what you?ve been told
Gotta gotta go
Never seen no streets paved in gold
Gotta gotta go
Mindless violence ruined me
Gotta gotta go
No such thing as something free
Gotta gotta go
Say i?m crazy
Just brain dead
Planting thoughts
Within my head
Can?t believe
What i?ve said
What has become of me
What has become of me
I gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta get out of here
Gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta get out of here
I gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta go
I gotta gotta get
Out of Here
Quantes vegades ens ho hem preguntat i ens ho preguntarem?
Why
How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I’m sorry for the things I’ve done
But when I start to try to tell you
That’s when you have to tell me
Hey… this kind of trouble’s only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don’t you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That’s why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me…
Why
Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you’re thinking
And I’ve heard is said too many times
That you’d be better off
Besides…
Why can’t you see this boat is sinking
(this boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let’s go down to the water’s edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me…
Why
Tell me…
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I’ll never tread
These are the dreams I’ll dream instead
This is the joy that’s seldom spread
These are the tears…
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
‘cause i don’t think you know how I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
I don’t think you know what I feel
You don’t know what I feel
Els pioners del Black Metal.
Amb Venom la música va trobar un nou aliat… : Satanàs!
Impressionant el final.
Bloodlust
Hell Awaits
Necrophobic
Els Bloc Party ja els vaig posar i és que m’agraden molt, ja tinc les entrades i estic esperant amb moltes ganes el proper 15 de maig per veure’ls en directe a Barcelona.
L’últim disc potser no és tant complert com l’anterior però comencen amb aquesta cançó plena de canya i energia. Bloc Party en estat pur:
Song For Clay (Disappear Here)
La mateixa cançó amb un vídeo fet per un seguidor del grup.
I am trying to be heroic,
In an age of modernity.
I am trying to be heroic,
because all around me history sings.
So I enjoy and I devour
flesh and wine and luxury.
But in my heart,
I am lukewarm;
nothing ever really touches me.
At Les Trois Garçons
we meet at precisely 9 o’clock.
I order the foie gras
and I eat it with complete disdain.
Bubbles rise in champagne flutes,
but when we kiss, I feel nothing.
Feasting on sleeping pills
and Marlboro Reds.
(self-pity won’t save you)
Oh how our parents
they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened.
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway.
Disappear here
We stroll past the queue
into the magazine launch party.
I am handed a pill,
and I swallow with complete disdain.
Kick-drum pounds off the high-hat;
Remember to look bored.
We suck each others’ faces,
and make sure we are noticed.
(Cocaine won’t save you)
Because East London is a vampire,
it sucks the joy right out of me
How we long for corruption in these golden years.
Oh how our parents
they suffered for nothing
Live the dream, live the dream, live the dream
Like the 80s never happened.
People are afraid, are afraid
To merge on the freeway.
Disappear here x4
Més que un sentiment. Sí!
More Than a Feeling
Lost In Time
Sweet Troubled Soul
Sweet child in time…
Quins crits!
Quines pintes! Quins cracks!
Child In Time
Sweet child in time youll see the line
The line thats drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If youve been bad, lord I bet you have
And youve been hit by flying lead
Youd better close your eyes and bow your head
And wait for the ricochet
Dave Grohl, cantant, guitarra i líder dels Foo Fighters, pot agradar més o menys però fa de tot i tot el que fa ho fa bé. I a més té un currículum impressionant. Un crack!
Everlong
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