Roger Mas - La meva solitud

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La Núria ens recomana aquest cover de Roger Mas de la mítica cançó de Georges Moustaki.
Ens espera un pont una mica tediós a aquells que ens hem despistat i no ens hem organitzat cap escapada ;)

Roger Mas - La meva solitud (clica per veure la lletra)

Per haver sovint dormit
amb ma solitud
Jo me n'hi fet més que un amic
una dolça virtud
Com una ombra m'és fidel
no em deixa ni un segon
Em segueix a tot arreu
fins a la fi del món
No, jo mai no em trobo sol
amb la meva solitud
Quan ella se'm fica al llit
es fa seus tots els llençols
I passem junts llargues nits
mirant-nos tots dos sols
I no sé fins a quin punt
durem la relació
Si farà que hi trobi gust
o que al final li digui no
No, jo mai no em trobo sol
amb la meva solitud
Amb ella he après tant
que he plorat amargament
si algun cop l'he rebutjada
s'ha quedat amb mi igualment
I mal que tries l'amor
d'una altra cortesana
Ella serà fins a la mort
ma última companya
No, jo mai no em trobo sol
amb la meva solitud
No, jo mai no em trobo sol
amb la meva solitud
No, jo mai em trobo sol
amb la meva solitud

The dø - On my shoulders

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De la ma del Sergio, ens arriba aquesta recomanació.

The dø - On my shoulders (clica per veure la lletra)

Why would I carry such a weight on my shoulders ?
Why do I always help you carry your boulders ?
You wonder why I carry such a weight on my shoulders
And why would I tttts such a load

Cos someday you'll see
Next time I'll try it another way

Why would you try to make me friends with them soldiers ?
When you know that I've never been familiar with orders
When you know that my heart is in a pretty disorder
And you should know that in my heart you fill every corner

And someday you'll see that all I want is to please
Next time I'll try it another way

How long will I sit and wait like a soldier ?
How many summers will it take ?
How many summers will I wait ?
How many shoulders will I break ?

Why would I carry such a weight on my shoulders ?
Why am I always by your side when you're down ?
Why did I help you build a beautiful house ?
And why did I break my back for you in the cold ?

Cos someday you'll see
Next time I'll try it another way

Why would I have to quit if time makes me older ?
Why do they wonder why I never get bored ?
How could I tell them that I'll never let go
But hey, you're my man but they just won't understand

And someday you'll see that all I want is to please
Next time I'll try it another way

How long will I sit and wait like a soldier ?
How many summers will it take ?
How many summers will I wait ?
How many shoulders will I break ?

Why would I carry such a weight on my shoulders ?
Why do I always help you carry your boulders ?
You wonder why I carry such a weight on my shoulders
And why would I tttts such a load

And someday you'll see that all I want is to please
Next time I'll try it another way

How long will I sit and wait like a soldier ?
How many summers will it take ?
How many summers will I wait ?
How many summers will I wait ?

Antònia Font - Viure sense tu

Un dia valència, un altre insular... ;) Que orgullós que estaria de mi Jaume I.

Antònia Font - Viure sense tu (clica per veure la lletra)

Dolça besada té gust que s’acaaba
pont i principi de viure sense tu.

Jo no sabia que també me donaries
manuals de geografia
cent dillunsos a un dibuix.

Jo què sabia d’alens que se trobaven
de cabells que s’embullaven
de mans i de perfums.

Dolça besada...

Jo no sabia que en sa nit me tastaries
eren gustos que nedaven
entre boques i racons.

Jo no sabia que després me mataria
la teva mirada
que plora i diu que no.

I arriba un dia que la vida és un teatre
que se diu felicitat,
primavera i trinaranjus
amb qui més has estimat,
te regal la meva vida
i sense tu ja no me val.

I l’horabaixa la deixam passar
i me mires tan a prop que me fa mal,
que surt el sol i encara plou,
que t’estim massa i massa poc,
que no sé com ho hem d’arreglar,
que som amics que som amants.

Paco Ibáñez - La mala reputación

Paco Ibáñez - La mala reputación (clica per veure la lletra)

En mi pueblo sin pretensión
tengo mala reputación,
haga lo que haga es igual
todo lo consideran mal.
Yo no pienso pues hacer ningún daño
queriendo vivir fuera del rebaño.

No, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
no, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
todos, todos me miran mal,
salvo los ciegos, es natural.

Cuando la fiesta nacional
yo me quedo en la cama igual,
que la música militar
nunca me supo levantar.
En el mundo pues no hay mayor pecado
que el de no seguir al abanderado.

No, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
no, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
todos me muestran con el dedo,
salvo los mancos, quiero y no puedo.

Si en la calle corre un ladrón
y a la zaga va un ricachón,
zancadilla pongo al señor
y he aplastado el perseguidor.
Eso si que sí que será una lata,
siempre tengo yo que meter la pata,.

No, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
no, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
todos tras de mi a correr,
salvo los cojos, es de creer.

No hace falta saber latín
yo ya se cual será mi fin,
en el pueblo se empieza a oír,
muerte, muerte al villano vil.
Yo no pienso pues armar ningún lío
con que no va a Roma el camino mío.

No, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
no, a la gente no gusta que
uno tenga su propia fe,
todos, todos me miran mal,
salvo los ciegos, es natural.

Dick dale & His Del-Tones - Pumkin and honey bunny

Feliu Ventura - Com la pell de la bresquilla

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Avui l'Elena ens recorda, amb eixa cançó, que és la diada del País Valencià (Comunitat valenciana, ho dic que si no els blaveros em tanquen el blog al Pai...Comunitat V.)


Feliu Ventura - Com la pell de la bresquilla (clica per veure la lletra)

Com la pell de la bresquilla,
que arriba ara per Sant Joan
-quan s'acurten les nits-
dóna'm la boca;
em beus des de l'abisme
i a penes pots somriure.

Arran de la ferida
et parle de demà,
i t'explique amb els dits
que sempre em torna
un gran desig de viure't
que a penes puc descriure.

A voltes ets la dida
i a voltes la destral
que veu tots els envits
d'aquesta aposta,
sense que ningú et dicte
com és com has de viure.

Els Pets - Tard

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De la noia de vidre a en Rayuela.

Sort en la nova etapa i en les noves aventures que tens per endavant.

Els Pets - Tard (clica per veure la lletra)

La primera vegada et va xocar,
no sabies si anava disfressat,
botes camperes, arracada al nas
i els cabells ms llargs que ta germana.
Tot i que el bar no era pas petit
i estava ple, de fet com cada nit,
travessant els gots i els teus amics
aquells ulls et feien mal de panxa.
Per era tard,
tenies una cita l'endem,
te'l vas creuar a la porta i us vau mirar
poc a poc,
sense dir ni un sol mot
i finalment et va donar un somris de comiat.
De res no va servir ficar-te al llit,
tancant els ulls el tenies alli.
A l'endem t'havies adormit,
vas fer tard a la cita acordada.
Divendres a les onze puntual
ja eres a la porta d'aquell bar,
tres whiskies llargs i cinc hores ms tard
vas marxar amb la cua entre les cames.
I ara s tard,
no l'has tornat a veure a cap ms bar,
ni tan sols queda un nom per recordar,
per al cap sempre tindrs
un estrany
i tot el que hagus pogut ser i mai no ser.
Mentre els teus amics tan ben vestits fan bromes,
aquell bon partit que tu tan llesta vas triar
et diu "t'estimo" i tu no el pots mirar.
I ara s tard,
no l'has tornat a veure a cap ms bar,
ni tan sols queda un nom per recordar,
per al cap sempre tindrs
un estrany
i tot el que hagus pogut ser i mai no ser.

Prokofiev - Dance of the knights

De la ma d'en Blue ens arriba aquesta peça tan encertada pel dia d'avui.

Oficialment la peça s'anomena Montagues and Capulets i com ja es pot intuir forma part del ballet de Romeu i Julieta, en concret és la 2a escena del 1r acte del ballet. Obra de William Shakespeare, que segons al calendari Julià, que és el que va bé per arrodonir el post, va néixer i morir un 23 d'Abril, del 1564 i del 1616, respectivament.

Que acabeu de tenir un bon Sant Jordi.

La mata negra - Mar i muntanya

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Avui una cançó del grup del Manu (i el Blai ;) ). Gran grup, tot i que la mata negra sempre m'ha semblat una imatge, metafora...curiosa.

Norah Jones - Rosie's lullaby

No, no és l'Amy Winehouse.

Norah Jones - Rosie's lullaby (clica per veure la lletra)

She walked by the ocean,
And waited for a star,
To carry her away.

Feelin' so small,
At the bottom of the world,
Lookin' up to God.

She tries to take deep breaths,
To smell the salty sea,
As it moves over her feet.

The water pulls so strong,
And no-one is around,
And the moon is looking down.

Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes - and dream.

The big ships are rollin',
And lightin' up the night,
And she calls out, but they just her pass by.

The waves are crashin',
But not making a sound,
Just mouthing along.

Sayin',
Rosie - come with me,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream,
Close your eyes and dream.

Jackie Wilson - Higher and higher

Jackie Wilson - Higher and higher (clica per veure la lletra)

Your love, lifting me higher
Than I've ever been lifted before
So keep it up
quench my desire
And I'll be at your side, forever more

[Chorus]
You know your love (your love keeps lifting me)
Keep on lifting (love keeps lifting me)
Higher (lifting me)
Higher and higher (higher)
I said your love (your love keeps lifting me)
Keep on (love keeps lifting me)
Lifting me (lifting me)
Higher and higher (higher)

Now once, I was downhearted
Disappointment was my closest friend
But then you came, and it soon departed
And you know he never
Showed his face again

[Chorus]
That's why your love (your love keeps lifting me)
Keep on lifting (love keeps lifting me)
Higher (lifting me)
Higher and higher (higher)
I said your love (your love keeps lifting me)
Keep on (love keeps lifting me)
Lifting me (lifting me)
Higher and higher (higher)


I'm so glad, I've finally found you
Yes that one-in-a-million girl
And I whip my loving arms around you
I can stand up, and face the world

Jeffrey Lewis - Texas

Jeffrey Lewis - Texas (clica per veure la lletra)

Si hom l'aconsegueix que digui quelcom ;)

Bob Dylan - Hurricane

Bob Dylan - Hurricane (clica per veure la lletra)

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously.
"I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands
"I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops
"One of us had better call up the cops."
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night.

Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around.
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that.
In Paterson that's just the way things go.
If you're black you might as well not show up on the street
'Less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around
He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates."
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head.
Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead"
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men.

Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye
Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!"
Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin' that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame.
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
"Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?"
"Don't forget that you are white."

Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure."
Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello
Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
You'll be doin' society a favor.
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver.
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder on him
He ain't no Gentleman Jim."

Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much.
It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay
And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail.
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse.

All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance.
The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger.
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger.
And though they could not produce the gun,
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed.

Rubin Carter was falsely tried.
The crime was murder "one," guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride.
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fool's hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
Where justice is a game.

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell.
That's the story of the Hurricane,
But it won't be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time he's done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Vanderveen - Weekend full of weekends

Vanderveen - Weekend full of weekends (clica per veure la lletra)

Now this I've said a couple times
Your hair is in my ears and eyes
And I haven't got the steps
To dance with you

Remember i'm the freezing man
My cufflinks rash your wrists and hands
And my feet are like two swords against your shoes

Forget the dance I'd sooner crawl
You've chilled me with your talk and all
Colder is the day I dance with you

Now move along, this topic's closed
And hurry while your drink is cold
I've got a million things I gotta do

(Pre chorus)
Gonna wake up and radiate
She's the woman you love to hate
Call her up from a distant New York
I'll wait here

(Chorus)
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I'm gonna spend them by myself
I've got a Tuesday full of Mondays
I feel I've done them well

Let the evening scratch the morning
I feel naked from waist down
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I might not make it out

Now since I've earned this state of mind
And you stress your best plies in time
I won't search for words that speak to you

I'm tired of the "How 'ya been's"
And "Hope that we can meet again's"
These will be my last words to you

(Pre chorus)
Gonna wake up and radiate
She's the woman you love to hate
Call her up from a distant New York
She's waiting

(Chorus)
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I'm gonna spend them by myself
I've got a Tuesday full of Mondays
I feel I've done them well

Let the evening scratch the morning
I feel naked from waist down
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I might not make it out

I've followed what I should have followed
Years before but never bothered
I was just a breath in search
Of air so life could see me
Take me, and show me i'm alive

(Pre chorus)
Gonna wake up and radiate
She's the woman you love to hate
Call her up from a distant New York
She's waiting

(Chorus)
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I'm gonna spend them by myself
I've got a Tuesday full of Mondays
I feel I've done them well

Let the evening scratch the morning
I feel naked from waist down
I've got a weekend full of weekends
I might not make it out

Rhapsody - Emerald sword

Una recomenació d'en Blue.

Rhapsody - Emerald sword (clica per veure la lletra)

I crossed the valleys the dust of midlands
to search for the third key to open the gates
Now I'm near the altar the secret inside
As legend told my beloved sun light the dragons eyes
On the way to the glory I'll honour my sword
to serve right ideals and justice for all

Finally happened the sun hit their eyes
the spell was creating strange games of light
Thanks to hidden mirrors I found my lost way
over the stones I reached the place it was a secret cave
In a long bloody battle that prophecies told
the light will prevail hence wisdom is gold

For the king for the land for the mountains
for the green valleys where dragons fly
for the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword

Only a warrior with a clear heart
could have the honour to be kissed by the sun
Yes, I am that warrior I followed my way
led by the force of cosmic soul I can reach the sword
On the way to the glory I'll honour my sword
to serve right ideals and justice for all

For the king for the land for the mountains
for the green valleys where dragons fly
for the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword

For the king for the land for the mountains
for the green valleys where dragons fly
for the glory the power to win the black lord
I will search for the emerald sword

The Decemberists - Sons and daughters

Una recomanació d'en Rayuela, que em deu un cafè ;)

The Decemberists - Sons and daughters (clica per veure la lletra)

When we arrive
Sons & daughters
We'll make our homes on the water
We'll build our walls aluminum
We'll fill our lives with cinnamon now

These currents pull us 'cross the border
Steady your boats
Arms to shoulder
'till tides are pulled
Hold our grounds
Making this cold harbor now home

Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirrigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now

When arrive
Sons and daughters
We'll make our lives on the water
We'll build our walls aluminum
We'll fill our mouths cinnamon

When we arrive
Sons and daughters
We'll make our homes on the water
We'll build our walls aluminum
We'll fill our mouths cinnamon
(when we arrive sons and daughters
We'll make our homes underwater
When we build our walls of aluminum
We'll fill our mouths with cinnamon)

Here all the bombs fade away
Here all the bombs fade away
Here all the bombs fade away
Here all the bombs fade away

Nacho Vegas & Chrisitna Rosenvinge - Verano fatal

Segons les paraules del Sergio, "Una mostra del millor "indie" nacional".

Comença la setmana.

Nacho Vegas & Chrisitna Rosenvinge - Verano fatal (clica per veure la lletra)

Te vi en un escenario intentando disparar
a este chico solitario, no me tengo que acercar,
tus ojos me encontraron en la última canción,
no sé si era una promesa o una premonición.

Te observo al descender y una extraña sensación después,
cómo poco a poco me voy empezando a encoger,
llegando a la ciudad la mujer del tiempo nos dirá
que a una primavera en calma siempre le sucederá un verano fatal.

No tenemos que escondernos alguien nos encontrará,
hacer siempre lo incorrecto es una forma de acertar,
la mañana nos recoge donde muere la ciudad,
yo buscando tu fuerza y tú mi debilidad.

Te vuelvo a escuchar en esa forma especial de hablar,
para ser un buen cantante tienes que desafinar,
hoy hace más calor y me tienes atrapado en tu rincón,
quien podría imaginar lo que nos iba a deparar un verano fatal.

Y aquí las noches llegan y nos pasan como un reactor
y todo lo que nace, nace casi como por error,
y las gaviotas chillan que ya está cerca el final de un verano fatal,
de un verano fatal.

Te pierdo entre la gente que ha venido a celebrar
que llega el presidente y dice que nos va a salvar,
veo pasos en la orilla y te vuelvo a encontrar
en el agua de rodillas cruzando hacia altamar.

Y hablamos del amor pero es la hora del adiós
y el viejo que no sabe nada con su acordeón
y al huir de la ciudad la mujer del tiempo nos dirá
que a un otoño desastroso siempre le precederá un verano fatal.

Damien Rice - 9 crimes

SdPiMiAiA GENIAL!!!!
Una recomanació d'en Rayuela!

Damien Rice - 9 crimes (clica per veure la lletra)

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
That alright with you?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
With you.

Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It's the wrong time
But she's pulling me through
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?

Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?

No...

The Hives - Well all right!

The Hives - Well all right! (clica per veure la lletra)

Hey! I've got a message and tonight and Im gonna send it.
Yeah! I had a body and men with knives wanted to lend it.
Sold my body to the company so I got the money now away I go and I say thank
you Mr CEO.
Hey! I've got some money and tonight Im gonna spend it.
Yeah! They gave me a paper and I went ahead and penned it and I say thank you
Mr CEO.
I filled my pockets now I might as well - Die! cause I found the backdoor out
of teenage hell - all right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact - Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back - all right.
I.....'m gonna die....
Heavy morals seem so light but when it comes to cash I'm gonna die all right!
Hey! I lost the money seems like I can't comprehend it.
Yeah! Got a hole in my head gotta gotta mend it.
Too messed up to sit and settle down.
Too messed up to even mess around.
Thats why your smiling Mr CEO.
I filled my pockets now I might as well - Die! cause I found the backdoor out
of teenage hell - all right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact - Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back - all right.
I.....'m gonna die.... but not right now
Yeah why don't you do the same?
I got the money now I can't complain.
Except the tics won't go away oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!
And the way I feel tonight is gonna make me die all right.
I filled my pockets now I might as well - Die! cause I found the backdoor out
of teenage hell - all right!
Filed my account cause I might in fact - Die!
But I rely on science, yeah to bring me back - all right.
I.....'m gonna die....
Heavy morals seem so light but when it comes to cash I'm gonna die all right!

Chris Cornell - You know my name

Després de 12 recomanacions encadenades. Vaig estar a punt de fer-me una autopetició.

Chris Cornell - You know my name (clica per veure la lletra)

If you take a life do you know what you'll give?
Odds are, you won't like what it is
When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me?
By the merciless eyes of deceit?

I've seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine
Just next in line

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name

If you come inside things will not be the same
When you return to the night
And if you think you've won
You never saw me change
The game that we all been playing

I've seen diamonds cut through harder men
Than you yourself
But if you must pretend
You may meet your end

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins

Try to hide your hand
Forget how to feel
Forget how to feel

Life is gone with just a spin of the wheel
Spin of the wheel

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name