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The Circus Is Leaving Town, by Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan

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The party's over now
So draw the curtains down
Your secret's safe to keep
Unzip your velvet gown
And let your hair hang loose
Kick off your satine shoes
Throw back the eiderdown
Farewell to friday’s clown

Circus is leaving town
Oh Ruby, roll your stockins down
Circus is leaving town
Oh Ruby, dry your eyes

Fix up something to eat
Still waters still run deep
The dogs are barking now
Get back out on the street

Circus is leaving town
Oh Ruby, roll your stockins down
Circus is leaving town
So Ruby, dry your eyes

The party's over now
Stop howling at the moon
You need a different beat
You need a different tune
Remember that old song
We heard when we were young?
Life was an empty page
The world would write upon
Do you recall the meadow grass
We'd sit and watch the hours pass?
You was such a good girl then
Oh, Ruby, dry your eyes

Circus is leaving town
Oh Ruby, roll your stockins down
Circus is leaving town
So Ruby, dry your eyes

You’re searching when you walk
You’re searching when you talk
You could make me believe
That the sun sets in the east
The sun sets in the east
The sun sets in the east

Nightswimming, by R.E.M.

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Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects, every streetlight a reminder.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.

Brain Damage - Eclipse, by Pink Floyd

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In memoriam de Megaupload. Snif, snif.


The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvellous! HaHaHa!"

All that you touch

All that you see
All that you taste
All that you feel
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All that you save
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy
beg, borrow or steal
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say
All that you eat
everyone you meet
All that you slight
everyone you fight
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

These Are The Fables, by The New Pornographers

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In coral and gray
In submarine chambers
One day
It swam for the light
The jewels that lit
The cities that float there
Cities in circles drawn perfect, complete
Holding the secrets on my street
My street, my street

So come in and play
The song of the siren
It's commonplace
You hear the voice rise
In one wave
And crash on your doorstep
Making the circle here perfect, complete
These are the fables on my street

Ten thousand dancing girls
Kicking cans 'cross the sky
No reason why
Why ask to pay yourself
For the call of the wild
You found this child
So raise him

And wind your back
Come back to the river
The currents speed by
And hope the men fear
The hammer comes down
So hard on the evening
Cracking the dawn of your
Days are repeat
These are fables on my street
My street, my street

Heaven shook Hell
And down from its pockets
The ring in your bell
It fell through your hands
Hang at your feet
The doors that won't open
Marking the journey of our friends complete
These are the fables of my street
My street

My street, my street
Lay down in glory, you're not alone

My street, my street
Lay down in glory, you're not alone

Circuital, by My Morning Jacket

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La canción que le da nombre al que es, en mi humilde opinión, el mejor disco del 2011. Y ya con esto terminamos la semana de la remembranza... o algo. Enjoy!

 

 

Spinning out, gracefully

Going nowhere, quickly

I'm older, day by day

But still going back to my childhood way

Circuital

Round and round patiently

Getting lost by the guide

And I'm all worked up over nothing

Circuits

All in and out

Connect my body

Deep into the ground

Circuits

Connect the earth to the moon

And link our heavenly bodies

And not a moment too soon

Well you can fling open the windows
Or you can board them up

Satan's jeweled crown Or Christ's humble cup
You think you'll find yourself out there

Out in the lion's den In some bloody battle

Over belief systems

Or disappear into the vacuum
Total neutrality

Where you can't lose nothing

But nothing can be gained
Well anyway you cut it

We're just spinning around

Out on the circuits

Over the hallowed grounds

Out on the circuits

Over the hallowed grounds

Ending up in the same place

That we started out

Right back in the same place

Right back in the same place

That we starting out

Let her know

 

 

11:59, by The Postmarks

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Hey, felíz penúltima noche del año!

Leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfaction from your cigarette
It's ten to ten and time is running out
Lock up all your memories, get outa here, you know that we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive

Pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night
Take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean
Wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run

Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive

Hanging on a frequency and burning like a fire
Boy you've got the motion down, it's getting late, I'm tired and I've lost control
Don't leave me here, time is running out
Take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run

Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive

Fox in The Snow, by Belle and Sebastian

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No soy el más grande fan de la Navidad que existe, sin embargo el frio me encanta. Así como el curioso y cute fenómeno de las nevadas. Es un trauma personal, así que no me hagan mucho caso. Only enjoy!

 

Fox in the snow, where do you go
To find something you could eat?
Cause the word out on the street is you are starving
Don't let yourself grow hungry now
Don't let yourself grow cold
Fox in the snow

Girl in the snow, where do you go
To find someone who will do?
To tell someone all the truth before it kills you
They listen to your crazy laugh
Before you hang a right
And disappear from sight
What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book
What do they know anyway?
You'll read it in a book tonight

Boy on the bike, what are you like
As you cycle round the town?
You're going up, you're going down
You're going nowhere
It's not as if they're paying you
It's not as if it's fun
At least not anymore
When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a break
When your legs are black and blue
It's time to take a holiday

Kid in the snow, way to go
It only happens once a year
It only happens once a lifetime
Make the most of it
Second just to being born
Second to dying too
What else would you do?

Fox in the snow...

Quicksand, by David Bowie

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Es muy dificil elegir una canción de Bowie como "mi canción favorita de Bowie". Pfff, es hasta estúpido, diría. Es como tratar de responder la pendeja pregunta sobre tú película favorita. Sin embargo, Quicksand tendría que estar en mi Top de canciones de David Bowie evá. Aunque en realidad todo el disco es una maravilla. Pero bueh, qué cosa que haya hecho Bowie en los 70 no es una maravilla? Como sea, solo disfruten...

 

I'm closer to the Golden Dawn
Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying
Himmler's sacred realm
Of dream reality
I'm frightened by the total goal
Drawing to the ragged hole
And I ain't got the power anymore
No I ain't got the power anymore

 

I'm the twisted name
on Garbo's eyes
Living proof of
Churchill's lies
I'm destiny
I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their targets
Divine symmetry
Should I kiss the viper's fang
Or herald loud
the death of Man
I'm sinking in the quicksand
of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore

[CHORUS]
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes
with death's release

 

I'm not a prophet
or a stone age man
Just a mortal
with the potential of a superman
I'm living on
I'm tethered to the logic
of Homo Sapien
Can't take my eyes
from the great salvation
Of bullshit faith
If I don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it
On, the next Bardo
I'm sinking in the quicksand
of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore

[CHORUS]

These Days, by Nico

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  I've been out walking
I don't do too much talking
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
And all the times I had the chance to.

I've stopped my rambling,
I don't do too much gambling
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think about
How all the changes came about my ways
And I wonder if I'll see another highway.

I had a lover,
I don't think I'll risk another
These days, these days.
And if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
It's just that I've been losing so long.
La la la la la, la la.

I've stopped my dreaming,
I won't do too much scheming
These days, these days.
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten.
Please don't confront me with my failures,
I had not forgotten them.

Rocky Raccoon, by The Beatles

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He aquí una favorita personal, de un álbum que me trae buenos recuerdos. Y sí, ya se que el Álbum Blanco era más ruido que nueces, pero nadie puede negar que tuvo sus buenas cosas. Disfruten del frío! Feliz fin de semana. 

Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota
There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
And one day his woman ran off with another guy
Hit young Rocky in the eye Rocky didn't like that
He said I'm gonna get that boy
So one day he walked into town
Booked himself a room in the local saloon

Rocky Raccoon checked into his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Rocky had come equipped with a gun
To shoot off the legs of his rival
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy
Her name was Magil and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy
Now she and her man who called himself Dan
Were in the next room at the hoe down
Rocky burst in and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
But Daniel was hot, he drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner, ah

D'da d'da d'da da da da
D'da d'da d'da da da da
D'da d'da d'da da d'da d'da d'da d'da
Do do do do do do

D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do
Do do do do do do

Now the doctor came in stinking of gin
And proceeded to lie on the table
He said Rocky you met your match
And Rocky said, doc it's only a scratch
And I'll be better I'll be better doc as soon as I am able

And now Rocky Raccoon he fell back in his room
Only to find Gideon's bible
Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt
To help with good Rocky's revival, ah
Oh yeah, yeah

D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do do
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do
Do do do do do do

D'do d'do d'do do do do, come on, Rocky boy
D'do d'do d'do do do do, come on, Rocky boy
D'do d'do d'do do do d'do d'do d'do d'do
The story of Rocky there