RONIN 浪人 http://technoir.posterous.com Good for Health, Bad for Education posterous.com Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:17:00 -0800 Miss Sarajevo, by Passengers (Feat. Luciano Pavarotti) http://technoir.posterous.com/miss-sarajevo-by-passengers-feat-luciano-pava http://technoir.posterous.com/miss-sarajevo-by-passengers-feat-luciano-pava

Miss_sarajevo

Ultimo Viernes de Audio & Lyrics del año y que mejor que despedirnos del 2012 que con la mejor creación de Passengers. Ósea, Brian Eno más U2.

Por cierto, Bono alguna vez dijo que esta era su canción favorita de U2… que no era de U2.

Como sea, siempre se agradece escucharla. Y ya nos despediremos del año en forma más adelante. Ahora solo coloquen sus asientos en posición vertical y ajusten sus auriculares.

Enjoy…

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Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day

Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
A time for curling hair
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear 

Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown 

Is there a time to run for cover
A time for kiss and tell
Is there a time for different colours
Different names you find it hard to spell 

Is there a time for first communion
A time for East Seventeen
Is there a time to turn to Mecca
Is there time to be a beauty queen

Here she comes
Beauty plays the clown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown 

Dici che il fiume
Trova la via al mare
E come il fiume
Giungerai a me
Oltre i confini
E le terre assetate
Dici che come il fiume
Come il fiume...
L'amore giungerà
L'amore...
E non so più pregare
E nell'amore non so più sperare
E quell'amore non so più aspettare

[Translation of the above]
You say that the river
finds the way to the sea
and like the river
you will come to me
beyond the borders
and the dry lands
You say that like a river
like a river...
the love will come
the love...
And i don't know how to pray anymore
and in love i don't know how to hope anymore
and for that love i don't know how to wait anymore

[End of Translation] 

Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze

O lijepa, o draga, o slatka slobodo,
[dar u kom sva blaga višnji nam bog je do...]


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Fri, 21 Dec 2012 15:07:00 -0800 End of the World, by Skeeter Davis‏ http://technoir.posterous.com/end-of-the-world-by-skeeter-davis http://technoir.posterous.com/end-of-the-world-by-skeeter-davis

New-york-ruins_extraordinary-end-of-the-world-inspired-artworks

Tenia que postear esto. Digo, igual y los mayas se equivocaron en el cálculo por algunas horas...

Como sea, disfruten al máximo del tiempo que queda. El cual, ya saben, sigue siendo un misterio.

Ok, necesito un trago. Salú!

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Why does the sun go on shining?

Why does the sea rush to shore?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

'Cause you don't love me anymore?

 

Why do the birds go on singing?

Why do the stars glow above?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

It ended when I lost your love

 

I wake up in the morning and I wonder

Why every thing's the same as it was

I can't understand. No, I can't understand

How life goes on the way it does

 

Why does my heart go on beating?

Why do these eyes of mine cry?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

It ended when you said goodbye

 

Why does my heart go on beating?

Why do these eyes of mine cry?

Don't they know it's the end of the world

It ended when you said goodbye

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Fri, 14 Dec 2012 21:35:00 -0800 Nobody Knows You When You're Down And Out, by Derek and The Dominos http://technoir.posterous.com/nobody-knows-you-when-youre-down-and-out-by-d http://technoir.posterous.com/nobody-knows-you-when-youre-down-and-out-by-d
Layla

Feliz fin de semana!
Nobody Knows You When You're Down And Out by Derek And The Dominos Listen on Posterous

Once I lived the life of a millionaire,
Spent all my money, I just did not care.
Took all my friends out for a good time,
Bought bootleg whiskey, champagne and wine.

Then I began to fall so low,
Lost all my good friends, I did not have nowhere to go.
I get my hands on a dollar again,
I'm gonna hang on to it till that eagle grins.

'Cause no, no, nobody knows you
When you're down and out.
In your pocket, not one penny,
And as for friends, you don't have any.

When you finally get back up on your feet again,
Everybody wants to be your old long-lost friend.
Said it's mighty strange, without a doubt,
Nobody knows you when you're down and out.

When you finally get back upon your feet again,
Everybody wants to be your good old long-lost friend.
Said it's mighty strange,
Nobody knows you,
Nobody knows you,
Nobody knows you when you're down and out.

 

 

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Fri, 07 Dec 2012 21:14:59 -0800 On Battleship Hill, by PJ Harvey http://technoir.posterous.com/on-battleship-hill-by-pj-harvey http://technoir.posterous.com/on-battleship-hill-by-pj-harvey
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Feliz fin de semana!

The scent of Thyme carried on the wind

Stings my face into remembering

Cruel nature has won again

Cruel nature has won again

On Battleship Hills caved in trenches

A hateful feeling still lingers

Even now 80 years later

Cruel nature, cruel, cruel nature

The land returns to how it has always been

Thyme carried on the wind

Jagged mountains, jutting out

Cracked like teeth in a rotten mouth

On Battleship Hill I hear the wind

Say, "Cruel nature has won again"

Cruel nature has won again…

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Thu, 25 Oct 2012 15:30:11 -0700 Science Fiction-Double Feature http://technoir.posterous.com/science-fiction-double-feature http://technoir.posterous.com/science-fiction-double-feature From The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Jueves de karaoke. Nosierto!

Como sea, estoy muy en el mud de esta canción esta tarde. Ayer, Gigantes pego primero en el Clásico. Ya saben.

Michael Rennie was ill
The Day the Earth Stood Still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there
In silver underwear
Claude Rains was The Invisible Man
Then something went wrong
For Fay Wray and King Kong
They got caught in a celluloid jam
Then at a deadly pace
It Came From Outer Space
And this is how the message ran...

Science fiction (ooh ooh ooh) double feature
Doctor X (ooh ooh ooh) will build a creature
See androids fighting (ooh ooh ooh) Brad and Janet
Anne Francis stars in (ooh ooh ooh) Forbidden Planet
Wo oh oh oh oh oh
At the late night, double feature, picture show

I knew Leo G. Carroll
Was over a barrel
When Tarantula took to the hills
And I really got hot
When I saw Janette Scott
Fight a Triffid that spits poison and kills
Dana Andrews said prunes
Gave him the runes
And passing them used lots of skills
But When Worlds Collide
Said George Pal to his bride
I'm gonna give you some terrible thrills
Like a...

Science fiction (ooh ooh ooh) double feature
Doctor X (ooh ooh ooh) will build a creature
See androids fighting (ooh ooh ooh) Brad and Janet
Anne Francis stars in (ooh ooh ooh) Forbidden Planet
Wo oh oh oh oh oh
At the late night, double feature, picture show
I wanna go - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
By R.K.O. - Wo oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show
In the back row - Oh oh oh oh
To the late night, double feature, picture show

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Fri, 31 Aug 2012 11:03:51 -0700 Pale Blue Eyes, by The Velvet Underground http://technoir.posterous.com/pale-blue-eyes-by-the-velvet-underground http://technoir.posterous.com/pale-blue-eyes-by-the-velvet-underground
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Viernes de quincena, de tráfico desquiciante, de protestas, del estreno de la película de dicho presidente gringo en su faceta de cazador de vampiros… Y Viernes de Audio & Lyrics también, claro.

Esta vez presentamos una canción que no necesita presentación, la cual me ha acompañado en muchas madrugadas de domingos, con los últimos vestigios de fiestas que se van consumiendo tan tristemente como cabos de velas solitarias en bibliotecas de monasterios medievales. O algo así.

Como sea, es una gran canción.

Que tengan un excelente fin de semana.

Sometimes I feel so happy
Sometimes I feel so sad
Sometimes I feel so happy
But mostly you just make me mad
Baby you just make me mad
Linger on, your pale blue eyes
Linger on, your pale blue eyes

Thought of you as my mountain top
Thought of you as my peak
Thought of you as everything 
I've had but couldn't keep
I've had but couldn't keep

If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see
I'd put you in the mirror I put in front of me
I'd put in front of me

Skip a life completely, stuff it in a cup
She said money is like us in time
It lies but can't stand up
Down for you is up

It was good what we did yesterday
And I'd do it once again
The fact that you are married
Only proves that you're my best friend
But it's truly, truly a sin
Linger on, your pale blue eyes

Linger on, your pale blue eyes 

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Fri, 24 Aug 2012 12:14:20 -0700 Sunny Afternoon, by The Kinks http://technoir.posterous.com/sunny-afternoon-by-the-kinks http://technoir.posterous.com/sunny-afternoon-by-the-kinks
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En esta parte del mundo, el cambio de estaciones es más sutil de lo que se piensa. Solamente los calendarios nos pueden decir la fecha exacta en la que la primavera deja de ser primavera para convertirse en verano, pero nadie checa los calendarios para eso, la verdad. Aun así, tenemos un método infalible para saber cuándo llega el verano: el inicio de las vacaciones escolares.

En esta parte del mundo nos damos cuenta del transcurso de las estaciones mediante fechas específicas. El invierno inicia el 12 de diciembre y se acaba aquél día que dicen es el Natalicio de Don Benito Juárez. El verano dura más o menos un mes, cuando hace más calor y no hay clases. El otoño es todo lo que le sigue hasta que empiezan las fiestas de fin de año.

Sí, quizá no sea la manera más exacta de medir el paso de las estaciones, pero es nuestra manera. Los cambios climáticos quizá no son del todo perceptibles, pero sí los cambios en nuestra rutina. Lo cual nos ayuda a darnos cuenta de que la vida va avanzando, dejando dolor y felicidad atrás y cargando, cada vez un poco más, nuestros discos duros con las sombras de dichos sucesos.

Esta semana se acabó el verano. Lástima por los escolapios. El camino parece largo hasta la primera posada, pero créanme que la verdad no lo es.

Buen fin de semana.

The tax man's taken all my dough, 
And left me in my stately home, 
Blazing on a sunny afternoon. 
And I can't sail my yacht, 
He's taken everything I've got, 
All I've got's this sunny afternoon. 

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. 
I got a big fat mama trying to break me. 
And I love to live so pleasantly, 
Live this life of luxury, 
Blazing on a sunny afternoon. 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 

My girlfriend's run off with my car, 
And gone back to her ma and pa, 
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty. 
Now I'm sitting here, 
Sipping at my ice cool beer, 
Lazing on a sunny afternoon. 

Help me, help me, help me sail away, 
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay. 
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly, 
Live this life of luxury, 
Lazing on a sunny afternoon. 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. 
I got a big fat mama trying to break me. 
And I love to live so pleasantly, 
Live this life of luxury, 
Lazing on a sunny afternoon. 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 
In the summertime 
  

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Fri, 10 Aug 2012 12:03:36 -0700 Beetlebum, by Blur http://technoir.posterous.com/beetlebum-by-blur http://technoir.posterous.com/beetlebum-by-blur
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Viernes de Audio y Lyrics y también último viernes de los Juegos Olímpicos de Verano de este 2012 que, dicen, será el año en el que se acabe el mundo. Pero aunque así fuera, podemos decir que mientras vivimos fuimos testigos de la historia, de la construcción de leyendas. Vivimos en una época de gigantes realmente envidiable.

 

Si el mundo no se acaba en diciembre, tendremos mucho que contar cuando seamos viejos y ricos.

 

Como sea, los dejo con Blur y les deseo un excelente fin de semana.

 

Beetlebum
What you've done
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
Get nothing done
You beetlebum just get numb
Now what you've done
Beetlebum


And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on all my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong
I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone

Beetlebum
Because you're young
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb
She'll make you come
Coz, she's your gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum

And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on all my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I'm gone  

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Fri, 03 Aug 2012 10:17:19 -0700 That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore, by The Smiths http://technoir.posterous.com/that-joke-isnt-funny-anymore-by-the-smiths http://technoir.posterous.com/that-joke-isnt-funny-anymore-by-the-smiths
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Buen fin de semana!

 

Park the car at the side of the road 
You should know 
Time's tide will smother you 
And I will too 
When you laugh about people who feel so 
Very lonely 
Their only desire is to die 
Well, I'm afraid 
It doesn't make me smile 
I wish I could laugh 

But that joke isn't funny anymore 
It's too close to home 
And it's too near the bone 
It's too close to home 
And it's too near the bone 
More than you'll ever know ... 


Kick them when they fall down 
Kick them when they fall down 
You kick them when they fall down 
Kick them when they fall down 
You kick them when they fall down 
Kick them when they fall down 
You kick them when they fall down 
Kick them when they fall down 


It was dark as I drove the point home 
And on cold leather seats 
Well, it suddenly struck me 
I just might die with a smile on my 
Face after all 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
And now it's happening in mine 

I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
And now it's happening in mine 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
And now it's happening in mine 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
And now it's happening in mine 
Oh ... 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
Oh ... 
And now it's happening in mine 
Happening in mine 
Happening in mine 
Happening in mine 
Happening in mine 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
Oh ... 
And now, now, now it's happening in mine 
(I've seen this happen) 
Happening in mine 
Oh... now, now


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 
Oh ... 
And now it's happening in mine 
(Happen) 
Happening in mine 

Oh ... 

Happening in mine 

Happening in mine 

Happening in mine 


I've seen this happen in other people's 
Lives 

Oh ... 

And now, now, now it's happening in mine 

Happening in mine 

Mine, mine 

Happening in mine 


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Fri, 27 Jul 2012 12:17:57 -0700 London Calling, by The Clash http://technoir.posterous.com/london-calling-by-the-clash http://technoir.posterous.com/london-calling-by-the-clash
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Teníamos que postear esto, ya saben. Y sí, ya sé que pueden escuchar esta canción en todos lados ahora, pero aquí la pueden descargar, jojojo.

Feliz fin de semana. Disfruten de los Juegos!

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

[Chorus 1:]
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out, and draw another breath
London calling, and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

[Chorus 2: x2]
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river

Now get this

London calling, yes, I was there, too
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won't you give me a smile?
London calling

I never felt so much alike [fading] alike alike alike

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Fri, 20 Jul 2012 14:02:40 -0700 Fourth Time Around, by Bob Dylan http://technoir.posterous.com/fourth-time-around-by-bob-dylan http://technoir.posterous.com/fourth-time-around-by-bob-dylan
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When she said,
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies,"
I cried she was deaf.
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,
Then said, "What else you got left?"
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget,
Everybody must give something back
For something they get."

I stood there and hummed,
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come.
And she buttoned her boot,
And straightened her suit,
Then she said, "Don't get cute."
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.

She threw me outside,
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked.
And after finding I'd
Forgotten my shirt,
I went back and knocked.
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it,
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against . . .

Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some.
She said, "No, dear."
I said, "Your words aren't clear,
You'd better spit out your gum."
She screamed till her face got so red,
Then she fell on the floor,
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer.

And when I was through,
I filled up my shoe, and brought it to you.
And you, you took me in,
You loved me then,
You never wasted time.
And I, I never took much,
I never asked for your crutch,
Now don't ask for mine.  

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Fri, 13 Jul 2012 10:27:00 -0700 Where Do You Go To (My Lovely), by Peter Sarstedt http://technoir.posterous.com/where-do-you-go-to-my-lovely-by-peter-sarsted http://technoir.posterous.com/where-do-you-go-to-my-lovely-by-peter-sarsted

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Viernes de Audio y Lyrics...

Felíz fin de semana. :)

You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are.

You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard of St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha Distel, yes you do.

But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes i do.

I've seen all your qualifications
You got from the Sorbonne
And the painting you stole from Picasso
Your loveliness goes on and on, yes it does.

When you go on your summer vacation
You go to Juan-les-Pines
With your carefully designed topless swimsuit
You get an even suntan, on your back and on your legs.

And when the snow falls you're found in St. Moritz
With the others of the jet-set
And you sip your Napoleon Brandy
But you never get your lips wet, no you don't.
[
But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
would you Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes I do.

Your name is heard in high places
You know the Aga Khan
He sent you a racehorse for Christmas
And you keep it just for fun, for a laugh ha-ha-ha

They say that when you get married
It'll be to a millionaire
But they don't realize where you came from
And I wonder if they really care, or give a damn

But where do you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
Tell me the thoughts that surround you
I want to look inside your head, yes i do.

I remember the back streets of Naples
Two children begging in rags
Both touched with a burning ambition
To shake off their lowly brown tags, they try

So look into my face Marie-Claire
And remember just who you are
Then go and forget me forever
But I know you still bear
the scar, deep inside, yes you do

I know where you go to my lovely
When you're alone in your bed
I know the thoughts that surround you
`Cause I can look inside your head.

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Fri, 06 Jul 2012 16:37:00 -0700 Waltz #1, by Elliott Smith http://technoir.posterous.com/waltz-1-by-elliott-smith http://technoir.posterous.com/waltz-1-by-elliott-smith

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Every time the day darkens down and goes away
Pictures open in my head of me and you
Silent and cliche, all the things we did and didn't say
Covered up by what we did and didn't do
Going through every out i used to cop to make the repetition stop
What was I supposed to say?

Now I never leave my zone, we're both alone
I'm going home
I wish I'd never seen your face

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Sat, 16 Jun 2012 10:59:41 -0700 Happy #Bloomsday :) http://technoir.posterous.com/happy-bloomsday http://technoir.posterous.com/happy-bloomsday
James-joyce

Hoy es el “Bloomsday”. 16 de junio: el día en el que transcurre la narración de Ulises, la gigantesca, homérica y pavorosa novela de James Joyce (en foto) que suma las 250 mil palabras de locura, vulgaridad, culteranismo y belleza. Los círculos literarios (y los fans) de Joyce llaman a este día Bloomsday, en honor a Leopold Bloom, el personaje central del libro que, por repetir lo que más se ha dicho, es una suerte de Odiseo irlandés que va y viene en un día completo del Dublín de principios del siglo XX.

Ya que me lo regaló una novia muy linda un primero de enero, y dado que Ulises tiene demasiadas páginas, tardé todo aquel año (2006) en leerlo: lo hice tirado en la cama, en un sillón de casa-de-Padre-y-Madre donde me ponía a leer, en cafes de distinta decoración y en el archivo fotográfico de cierta casa editorial en la que trabajé durante todo ese año. Durante las comidas y las tardes de hueva, me sentaba encima de una silla comodísima y proseguía con la lectura deUlises.

Vi pasar todas las estaciones durante ese año. Hay pasajes del libro que asocio con el frío, otros con el calor, otros con el otoño y la Navidad. Cuando lo acabé terminó el año. Empezó eñ 2007, dejé mi trabajo y al poco tiempo entré a la carrera que siempre quise estudiar. Todo cambió rápidamente.

No tengo otro libro que me haya regalado un recuerdo tan fuerte y tan vívido y tan emotivo como este. A pesar de ser un libro tan cabrón con el lector. Te pone una putiza. Te pone a dudar si el autor es un lunático o tú eres demasiado idiota como para entender lo que está tratando de decir. Al final no lo descifré; pero se quedó adentro de mí.

Y este es mi breve pero sentido festejo del Bloomsday desde un nublado México, DF.

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Fri, 25 May 2012 17:33:56 -0700 Sister Christian, by Night Ranger http://technoir.posterous.com/sister-christian-by-night-ranger http://technoir.posterous.com/sister-christian-by-night-ranger
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Madre ama esta canción. Yo amo la escena de Boogie Nights en donde es utilizada. Madre ama, igual que yo, a Paul Thomas Anderson. Las cosas generalmente se dan bien entre nosotros. 

 

Vimos Boogie Nights un sábado en la cineteca. En la old good cineteca. Caraxo, extraño ese lugar.

 

Feliz fin de semana.



Sister Christian, oh the time has come 
And you know that you're the only one to say 
Okay 

Where you goin', what you looking for? 
You know those boys don't want to play no more with you 
It's true 

You're motoring 
What's your price for flight, 
And finding Mister Right? 
You'll be all right tonight 

Babe, you know you're growing up so fast 
And momma's worrying that you won't last to say 
Let's play 

Sister Christian, there's so much in life 
Don't you give it up before your time is due 
It's true 
It's true (Yeah) 

You're motoring 
You've got him in your sights 
And driving through the night 
You're motoring 
What's your price for flight, 
And finding Mister Right? 
You'll be all right tonight 

You're motoring 
What's your price for flight, 
And finding Mister Right? 
You'll be all right tonight 
You're motoring 
What's your price for flight, 
And finding Mister Right? 
You'll be all right... 
Tonight 

Sister Christian, oh the time has come 
And you know that you're the only one to say 
Okay 
But you're motoring

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Fri, 18 May 2012 21:06:30 -0700 The Chain, by Fleetwood Mac http://technoir.posterous.com/the-chain-by-fleetwood-mac-76181 http://technoir.posterous.com/the-chain-by-fleetwood-mac-76181
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Solo Fleetwood Mac. Solo Rumors. Y muchos recuerdos.

Que tengan un buen fin de semana.   

 

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise

Run in the shadows
Damn your love, damn your lies

And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain
And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night

Run in the shadows
Damn your love, damn your lies

Break the silence
Damn the dark, damn the light

And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain
And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain
And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

Chain...keeps us together
(run into the shadows)
Chain...keeps us together
(run into the shadows)
Chain...keeps us together
(run into the shadows)

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Fri, 11 May 2012 13:21:16 -0700 Caroline, No; by The Beach Boys http://technoir.posterous.com/caroline-no-by-the-beach-boys http://technoir.posterous.com/caroline-no-by-the-beach-boys
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Fue Madre quién me mostró que fueron The Beach Boys, sin ser los más publicitados ni los más populares, los que crearon el mejor disco de rock de la década de los sesenta. Pet Sounds es mágico, una obra maestra atemporal, alucinante y memorable. Uno de esos discos que te cambian la vida, que te dan algún nuevo cada vez que los escuchas (como amigos que cada vez te tienen más confianza). El disco que volvió loco a Paul McCartney y que Madre me puso a los 4 años y que termina con esta canción, la cual se presentó muchas veces en mis sueños. Gracias a esa sesión fue que más tarde entendí la genialidad de Brian Wilson, uno de esos tipos que genuinamente no parecen de este mundo. Como Bowie en los 70´s. O como Babe Ruth. No necesariamente un Dios, pero si alguien superior a los demás mortales.

Y yo solo quiero decir… ya saben, gracias.

Buen fin de semana. :)     

Where did your long hair go
Where is the girl I used to know
How could you lose that happy glow
Oh, Caroline no

Who took that look away
I remember how you used to say
You'd never change, but that's not true
Oh, Caroline you

Break my heart
I want to go and cry
It's so sad to watch a sweet thing die
Oh, Caroline why

Could I ever find in you again
Things that made me love you so much then
Could we ever bring 'em back once they have gone
Oh, Caroline no

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Fri, 04 May 2012 20:13:00 -0700 Hello, it's me; by Todd Rundgren http://technoir.posterous.com/hello-its-me-by-todd-rundgren http://technoir.posterous.com/hello-its-me-by-todd-rundgren

Todd Rundgren - Hello It's Me by Audio Exlax Listen on Posterous

En este mes de mayo, Viernes de Audio y Lyrics se viste de gala y presenta un programa titulado: "Favoritos de Madre". Y en primera quisiera presentar la canción con la que despertaba cada sábado, sonando a un volumen que en muchos países se consideraría ilegal. Pero bueno, así las cosas.

Buen fin de semana.

Hello, it's me
I've thought about us for a long, long time
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong
There's something here that doesn't last too long
Maybe I shouldn't think of you as mine

Seeing you
Or seeing anything as much as I do you
I take for granted that you're always there
I take for granted that you just don't care
Sometimes I can't help seeing all the way through

It's important to me 
that you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me

Think of me
You know that I'd be with you if I could
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if I ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think I should

It's important to me 
that you know you are free
'Cause I never want to make you change for me

Think of me
you know that i'd be with you if i could.
I'll come around to see you once in a while
Or if i ever need a reason to smile
And spend the night if you think i should

(think of me)

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Fri, 27 Apr 2012 20:59:00 -0700 Winterlong, by Pixies http://technoir.posterous.com/winterlong-by-pixies http://technoir.posterous.com/winterlong-by-pixies

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Un viernes de audio y lyrics y un gran cover. Que tengan un gran fin de semana.

I waited for you winterlong
You seemed to be where I belong
It's all illusion anyway

If things should ever turn out wrong
And all the love we have is gone
It won't be easy
On that day

Waiting to follow 
Through the dream light of your way
Is not so easy for me now

After time has passed your way 
Things we thought of yesterday
Come back now
Comeback now
Whoahohhh

Waiting to follow 
Through the dream light of your way
Is not so easy for me now

After time has passed your way 
Things we thought of yesterday
Come back now
Comeback now
Whoahohhh

I waited for you winterlong
You seemed to be where I belong [repeat both lines 6X in sequence]

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Sat, 21 Apr 2012 08:35:20 -0700 Decades, by Joy Division http://technoir.posterous.com/decades-by-joy-division http://technoir.posterous.com/decades-by-joy-division
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La División del Placer nos regala esta joyita deprimente, genial para una mañana de sábado en la que no recordamos absolutamente nada. Buen fin de semana, :)

 

Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,
Here are the young men, well where have they been?
We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,
Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,
Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,
We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.
Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,
The sorrows we suffered and never were free.

Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?

Weary inside, now our heart's lost forever,
Can't replace the fear, or the thrill of the chase,
Each ritual showed up the door for our wanderings,
Open then shut, then slammed in our face.

Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?
Where have they been?

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