"Si le cortas la lengua a un hombre, no demuestras que estuviera mintiendo: demuestras que no quieres que el mundo oiga lo que puede decir" Tyrion Lannister

viernes, agosto 10, 2012

¿The Beatles o The Rolling Stones?

Ahora que estamos empapados de deportes con los JJOO de Londres, no voy a elegir entre esa manoseada dupla inglesa y me decanto por The Who.

Aqui Roger Daltrey, Pete Townshend, John Entwistley Keith Moon

miércoles, agosto 08, 2012

Lollapalooza 2012

este fin de semana en Chicago no  han parado de mover el esqueleto. Para ver a The Black Keys tendremos que esperar a Noviembre, Jack White le podras ver en Septiembre, RHCP pasaron hace poco y a Black Sabbath ¿cuando?

jueves, agosto 02, 2012

Si tuviera una maquina del tiempo ...

y me pudiera ir a un concierto me daria una vuelta por Londres en 1975 para ver a estos monstruos, Led Zeppelin. Para mi son los mejores.

jueves, julio 26, 2012

La canción para empezar bien un dia

este tema de los White Stripes es ideal para ponerse las pilas por la mañana.

We started living in an old house
my ma gave birth and we were checking it out
it was a baby boy
so we bought him a toy
it was a ray gun
and it was 1981
We named him 'baby'
he had a toothace
he started crying
it sounded like an earthquake
it didn't last long
because i stopped it
i grabbed a rag doll
and stuck some little pins in it
Now we're a family
and we're alright now
we gor money and a little place
to fight now
we don't know you
and we don't owe you
but if you see us around
i got something else to show you
Well it's easy when you don't know better
you think it's sleazy?
then put it in a short letter
we keep warm
but there's just something wrong
when you
just feel like you're the hardest button to button
I had opinions
that didn't matter
i had a brain
that felt like pancake batter
i got a backyard
with nothing in it
except a stick
a dog
and a box with something in it
The hardest button to button

martes, julio 24, 2012

La cancion del verano

y no es la Barbacoa. Creo que la escucho tres veces al dia, ¿la acabare odiando? de momento me la pondre otra vez

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in this moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different 'kind'
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And Now all your love is wasted
And Then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Oooh, Oooh
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh