Stereophonics - Dakota, del disco Language. Sex. Violence. Other?

Thinking back, thinking of you,
Summer time think it was June,
Yeah I think it was June.
Laying back head on the grass,
Chewing gum, having some laughs,
Yeah having some laughs

You made me feel like the one,
You made me feel like the one,
The one

Drinking back drinking for two,
Drinking with you,
When drinking was new.
Sleeping in the back of my car,
We never went far,
We wouldn't need to go far

You made me feel like the one,
You made me feel like the one,
The one

You made me feel like the one,
You made me feel like the one,
The one

I don't know where we are going now,
I don't know where we are going now

Wake up, cold coffee and juice,
Remembering you, what happened to you.
I wonder if we'll meet again,
And talk about life since then,
And talk about why did it end

You made me feel like the one,
You made me feel like the one,
The one

You made me feel like the one,
You made me feel like the one,
The one

I don't know where we are going now,
I don't know where we are going now

So take a look at me now!
So take a look at me now!
So take a look at me now!
So take a look at me now!
So take a look at me now!

Pulp - Bad Cover Version, del disco We Love Life

The word's on the street: you've found someone new.
If he looks nothing like me I'm so happy for you.
I heard an old girlfriend has turned to the church -
she's trying to replace me, but it'll never work.
'Cos every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you it leaves behind the bitter taste of saccharine.
A bad cover version of love is not the real thing.
Bikini-clad girl on the front who invited you in.
Such great disappointment when you got him home -
the original was so good; the one you no longer own.
And every touch reminds you of just how sweet it could have been
And every time he kisses you, you get the taste of saccharine.
It's not easy to forget me, it's so hard to disconnect
When it's electronically reprocessed to give a more life-like effect.

Aah, sing your song about all the sad imitations that got it so wrong
It's like a later "Tom & Jerry" when the two of them could talk
Like the Stones since the Eighties, like the last days of Southfork.
Like "Planet of the Apes" on TV, the second side of "'Til the Band Comes in"
Like an own-brand box of cornflakes: he's going to let you down my friend.

Snow Patrol - Run, del disco Final Straw

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower, slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Wreckless Eric - (I'd Go The) Whole Wide World, del disco Wreckless Eric

When I was a young boy
My mama said to me
There's only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in Tahiti

I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her

Or maybe she's in the Bahamas
Where the Carribean sea is blue
Weeping in a tropical moonlit night
Because nobody's told her 'bout you

I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her

Why am I hanging around in the rain out here
Trying to pick up a girl
Why are my eyes filling up with these lonely tears
When there're girls all over the world

Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere
Underneath the tropical sun
Pining away in a heatwave there
Hoping that I won't be long

I should be lying on that sun-soaked beach with her
Caressing her warm brown skin
And then in a year or maybe not quite
We'll be sharing the same next of kin

I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Just to find her
I'd go the whole wide world
I'd go the whole wide world
Find out where they hide her

Against Me! - Reinventing Axl Rose, del disco Reinventing Axl Rose

We want a band that plays loud and hard every night
That doesn't care how many people are counted at the door
That would travel one million miles
and ask for nothing more than a plate of food and a place to rest
They'd strike chords that cut like a knife
It would mean so much more than t-shirts or a ticket stub
They'd stop at nothing short of a massacre
Everyone would leave with the memory that there was no place else in the world
And this was where they always belonged
We would dance like no one was watching
With one fist in the air
Our arena just basements
and bookstores across an underground America
With this fire we could light
Just gimme a scene where the music is free
And the beer is not the life of the party
There's no need to shit talk or impress
'Cause honesty and emotion are not looked down upon
And every promise that's made and bragged
is meant if not kept
We'd do it all because we have to, not because we know why
Beyond a gender, race, and class,
we could find what really holds us back
Let's make everybody sing
That they are the beginning and ending of everything
That we all are stronger than everything they taught us that we should fear

The Streets - Dry Your Eyes, del disco A Grand Don't Come for Free

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin' straight into the ground
Lookin' to the left slightly, then lookin' back down
World feels like it's caved in - proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she's lookin' straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she's lookin' down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
'Cause I can't imagine my life without you and me
There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein'
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she's blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin' my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'

Tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
'Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she's now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, but not tellin' straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now.

Here It Goes Again

Instituto Mexicano del Sonido – El Micrófono

Debido a que después de 5 años de arduo estudio (sí, claro) me he graduado de Ingeniero en Sistemas Electrónicos y que no quiero trabajar en un tiempo me he decido a retomar (Blogger) / iniciar (MySpace) el blog. En ambos lugares estaré poniendo los mismos posts así que no hay necesidad de estar checando (si es que alguien lo hace) en ambos lugares.
Ahorita la idea que tengo es poner una serie de posts con algunas canciones y sus respectivas letras. Ya después de poner las canciones planeo poner la explicación de porque decidí poner estas canciones.

Little did he know...

Wreckless Eric - Whole Wide World

El viernes por fin pude ver “Stranger Than Fiction” y se ha convertido en una de mis películas favoritas. En realidad no soy muy bueno con esto de las “reseñas” pero si les puedo decir que es una gran película y Will Ferrell no hace sus tradicionales personajes de comedia física, sino que es un papel un poco más serio pero con ligero toque comedia. Si tienen la oportunidad de verla aprovéchenla y les puedo asegurar que no se van a arrepentir.
Con este pequeñísimo post rompo la racha que llevaba sin escribir y ya tengo en mente una serie de posts que tal vez no entiendan de manera aislada pero después de esos posts escribiré el motivo de porque los puse, aunque de todas maneras dudo que les llegue a interesar ese tema en específico. Eso es todo y esperen los próximos posts que después de eso no sé hasta cuando vuelva a escribir.

Reactor 2.0

The Secret Machines – Nowhere Again

El pasado 18 de noviembre fue la fiesta del segundo aniversario de Reactor 105.7, de alguna u otra manera tuve la suerte de ganarme unos boletos para asistir al concierto. Ahí tuve la oportunidad de ver a tres grupos que nunca había visto y que me agradan, los tres grupos tocaron muy bien aunque desafortunadamente me tuve que ir después de que terminaran los Secret Machines ya que la persona con la que iba se sentía mal.
El grupo principal eran los Secret Machines y me sorprendió la cantidad de ruido que 3 personas pueden hacer, pero Los Veo Muertos y los de Replica también son muy bueno. Ya para acabar con este post aquí les dejo una foto de cada grupo, aunque no se ven muy bien.

Los Veo Muertos

Replica

The Secret Machines

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus

The Killers – Glamorous Indie Rock & Roll

Después de semanas sin post me decidí a acabar uno que había empezado hace como dos semanas y que por alguna razón nunca termine. El post es relacionado al más reciente CD de los Killers que próximamente se presentaran en México.
La primera vez que escuche el Sam’s Town de los Killers no me pareció un gran álbum de hecho no me gustó mucho. Pero después de haber vivido con él casi 1 mes puedo decir que es un excelente disco. Aunque en lo particular pienso que este disco es de esos discos que tienes que escuchar varias veces para agarrarle el gusto.
Al principio pensaba que diferencia del Hot Fuss, primer CD de los Killers, el Sam’s Town carecía de grandes canciones pero estaba muy equivocado. Tal vez no estén al nivel de los éxitos del Hot Fuss, pero las canciones de este disco son maravillosas no hay una sola canción que diga “no me gusta”, aunque el track 7 o mejor conocido como Uncle Jonny es el más flojo de todo el disco.
Lo que aún no me queda muy claro es ¿cómo saben los Killers que la persona de When You Were Young no se parece a mí? Pero bueno eso es todo y en caso de que no hayan escuchado nada de este disco aquí les dejo el link a unas cuantas canciones.

The Killers – When You Were Young
The Killers – Bling (Confession of a King)
The Killers – For Reasons Unknown
The Killers – Why Do I Keep Counting?