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* Youth Group

Publicat el 26 d'abril de 2007 per frap

I una versió de la cançó Forever Young d’Alphaville feta per la banda
australiana Youth Group amb un vídeo clip molt nostàlgic on es veuen
imatges d’un campionat de monopatins de l’any 1975.

Aquest vídeo clip m’ha fet recordar les curses amb monopatí que fèiem
quan era petit. Una bona colla de nanus baixàvem pels carrers amb més pendent, en el nostre cas asseguts al monopatí, no de peu. Érem
molts, sovint substituíem els monopatins per una especie de cars de
fusta que ens construíem nosaltres mateixos. Baixàvem a tota velocitat,
realment era una mica temerari, hi havia alguns revolts perillosos on
s’hi quedaven uns quants, n’hi havia de famosos i tot com un que li diem
"la curva de la muerte" i en aquest revolt ens hi quedàvem la meitat.
Ens havíem arribat a fer força mal, sempre acabàvem plens d’esgarrapades
per tot el cos.

Jo era dels més petits però no per això dels últims, al contrari, potser
per aquest mateix motiu, per ser més àgil, menys pesat, acostumava a
arribar amb els de davant, ara no recordo haver arribat mai el primer,
però 🙂. El meu monopatí era de color taronja i estava mig trencat per
davant, com si li haguessin fet una queixalada, era de plàstic i no era com aquests que hi ha ara que són molt amples. Em posava
amb les cames ben estirades cap endavant i l’esquena una mica inclinada
cap enrera, movent el cos cap un costat o un altre segons la direcció
que volia agafar.

Ara això és impensable, en algunes cruïlles s’hi posava algú per vigilar
que no passessin vehicles, en altres ni ho fèiem, actualment fer el que
fèiem és impensable.

Una bona versió:

Forever Young

I també un vídeo clip d’una cançó original d’aquesta banda, que no està
gens malament:

Catching & Killing

Compression, sustain. Impression remains.

I am not a guilty sentence.

I just get up and switch it off.

Secret temptations, standard frustrations.

I look inside, there’s nothing in there.

Other parasites ripped on schedule you solitary man.

You sit at your territorial machine.

I need you to tell me this is wrong.

Catching and killing.

Catching and killing.

Oh I feel like I’m winning.

Catching and killing.

Tapestry in the loungeroom, talkshow reject.

Tell me your name, tell me your name.

A man sits at his computer and moves infinitesimally

I need you to tell me this is wrong.

Catching and killing.

Catching and killing.

Oh I feel like I’m winning.

Catching and killing.

* Alphaville

Publicat el 26 d'abril de 2007 per frap


Forever Young

Lets dance in style, lets dance for a while

Heaven can wait were only watching the skies

Hoping for the best but expecting the worst

Are you going to drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever

We dont have the power but we never say never

Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip

The musics for the sad men

Can you imagine when this race is won

Turn our golden faces into the sun

Praising our leaders were getting in tune

The musics played by the madmen

Forever young, I want to be forever young

Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever

Some are like water, some are like the heat

Some are a melody and some are the beat

Sooner or later they all will be gone

Why dont they stay young

Its so hard to get old without a cause

I dont want to perish like a fading horse

Youth is like diamonds in the sun

And dimonds are forever

So many adventures couldnt happen today

So many songs we forgot to play

So many dreams are swinging out of the blue

We let them come true

* Midlake

Publicat el 24 d'abril de 2007 per frap

El vídeo clip trobo que no és gaire bo però la cançó m’agrada, i molt! Una passada.

Roscoe

Stonecutters made them from stones
Chosen specially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered tender
Piled high
In which to take along.
Driving many miles, knowing they’d get here.

When they got here, all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes
We can be thankful

Ooh aah ooh
When the mountaineers
Saw that everything fit, they were
Glad and so they took off

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they’re all mixed up with no one to stay with

The village used to be all one really needs
That’s filled with hundreds and hundreds of
Chemicals that mostly surround you
You wish to flee but it’s not like you
So listen to me, listen to me

Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes,
We will step outside
We will not find another man inside
We like the newness, the newness of all
That has grown in our garden soaking for so long

Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed into something more productive like Roscoe
Been born in 1891
Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they’re all mixed up with no one to stay with

1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones

Oh, they’re a little like you, and
They’re a little like me
When they’re falling me

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
(This place)
(This place)

When they get back they’re all mixed up with no one to stay with
(When they get back they’re all mixed up with no one to stay with)

* Architecture in Helsinki

Publicat el 20 d'abril de 2007 per frap


It’5

Stranger danger,
Danger stranger,
When you gonna follow through?

The mistake you don’t make,
Or the rain cloud covers above your house.
Steal the feelings,
Don’t focuse on the flames girl.
Have I failed to impress you?
Could’ve sworn that wine
And one and four made two,
But it’s 5!
It’s 5!

Can I ride with you
Until the sunset gets all red?
And we’ll chased by the moon

Hope the passion don’t fade
Since you decided he’s your spouse.
Wheeling, dealing,
Joking things will change girl.
Have I failed to impress you?
Could’ve sworn that wine
And one and four made two,
But it’s 5!
It is 5!

* Paradise Lost

Publicat el 18 d'abril de 2007 per frap


True Belief

Wretched will, host of pleasure surreal
Closed the room where the last is buried

Rise or fall at your masters request
Youre unable to accept redemption

I dont know about a true belief here
With the lost its the same as always

All I want is the same, a true belief

You cant wait to become a memory
With the weak its the same as always

Stand confused lack of comprehension,
Re-aroused by a thought of madness

And I know that the truth is always right
But its time to search for lies
Youre the only I try to save
But the blood spills from your veins

Call counting time till the end
Deaths wicked smile never fails
The curse is cast, youve lost the past
Forevermore, a candle burns here no more

I dont know about a century life
When the love of generations die

I can see no good in taking your own life
When any moment death calls…

All I want is the same, a true belief