Comiats (Magnolia Electric Co.)

Ja no puc fer res més que caure als peus d’en Jason Molina, si li pogués dir alguna cosa en tindria prou amb una paraula: “gràcies”.

Arribat el moment, no podria dir adéu d’una manera millor:

“Hold on Magnolia, I hear that station bell ring
You might be holding the last light I see
Before the dark finally gets a hold of me
Hold on Magnolia, I know what a true friend you’ve been
In my life I have had my doubts
But tonight I think I’ve worked it out with all of them
Hold on Magnolia to the thunder and the rain
To the lightning that has just signed my name to the bottom line
Hold on Magnolia, I hear that lonesome whistle whine
Hold on Magnolia
I think its almost time”

Hold On Magnolia (Magnolia Electric Co.)

Escoltes la campana de l’estació? Crec que és gairebé l’hora.

I un vídeo, no oficial, on es barregen unes bones imatges que no tenen res a veure amb la cançó però que precisament per això trobo que el fan un interessant i bon vídeo clip, contradictori, però guapu:

Hold On Magnolia

Horitzons (First Aid Kit)

“Seeing life in a new way
And every forest sings a song
One for the heartbroken lovers
And one for the dreamers
And then there’s one just for you”

You’re Not Coming Home Tonight

Yeah you cooked his dinners
You raised his children and still
He’s not satisfied
He says I rather switch with you
You don’t now hard it is
To work from 9-5
But he speaks with his eyes closed
And eventhough you’re not all alone
He’s never there to be with you
And you remember when you were young
When life was new and it was fun
Now every corner’s filled with dust

But you’re not coming home tonight

You just took the train
And you left without a wave
Figured he’d never let you leave anyway
And now you’re sitting in that train
Seeing life in a new way
And every forest sings a song
One for the heartbroken lovers
And one for the dreamers
And then there’s one just for you
The wind’s been humming on it all day
And the soil lies awake
Waiting for it’s drumsolo

‘Cause you’re not coming home tonight

The ship is sailing
I’ll meet you on the other side
The future’s unclear
But hopefully it will be fine

You’re not coming home tonight

Idiotes (Alice in Chains)

Darrerament estic recordant molt sovint un article que en Quim Monzó va escriure a la seva columna de La Vanguardia. No recordo de que parlava, però si que em va quedar gravada una frase que no era seva si no que ell parafrasejava, una frase de l’escriptor polac Stanislaw Lem que deia així: Fins que vaig començar a utilitzar internet no sabia que al món hi havia tants idiotes”.

Bé, si no deixo de recordar-la mentre navego per aquesta xarxa és per alguna cosa.

Suposo que no se’n salva ningú que hi sigui present, per tant, accepto la part d’idiota que em toqui.

I per amanir aquesta observació tant positiva, optimista i constructiva, un vídeo de l'”alegría de la huerta“, dels alegres, feliços i vitalistes Alice in Chains.


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