martes, 31 de agosto de 2010
viernes, 27 de agosto de 2010
Crazy Heart
Por fin la he visto!
I’ve been loved
And I’ve been alone
All my life I’ve been a rollin’ stone
Done everything that a man can do
Everything but get a hold on you
Done everything that a man can do
Everything but get a hold on you
I’ve been blessed
And I’ve been cursed
All my lies have been unrehearsed
All the fire that I’ve walked through
Only tryin’ to get a hold on you
All the fire that I walked through
Only tryin’ to get a hold on you
I saw you waitin’ at the gate
But I arrived a moment late
I saw you shed a single tear
And still I can’t get there from here
I’ve been high
And I’ve been low
I’ve been people that I don’t know
Been to China and old Peru
Only tryin’ to get a hold on you
Been to China and to Peru
I’m only tryin’ to get a hold on you
Only tryin’ to get a hold on you
miércoles, 25 de agosto de 2010
lunes, 23 de agosto de 2010
I'm so lonesome I could cry
Hank Williams
Volbeat
He sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is whining low,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by.
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry.
Did you ever see a robin weep,
When leaves began to die?
That means he's lost the will to live,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
jueves, 19 de agosto de 2010
Someday someway
I can't bear to hear you cry
If you can't tell me what you need
All I can do is wonder why
Someday, someway
Someday, someway,
Someday, someway
Maybe I'll understand you
After all you've done for me
All I really want to do
Is take the love you brought my way
And give it all right back to you
Someday, someway
Someday, someway
Someday, someway
Maybe you'll understand me
You've taken everything from me
I've taken everything from you
I'll love you for my whole life through
Now after all you've done for me
All I really want to do
Is take the love you brought my way
And give it all right back to you
Someday, someway
Someday, someway,
Someday, someway
maybe you'll understand me
You've taken everything from me
I've taken everything from you
I'll love you for my whole life through
I can't stand to see you sad
I can't bear to hear you cry
If you can't tell me what you need
All I can do is wonder why
Someday, someway
Someday, someway,
Someday, someway
Maybe I'll understand you
Someday, someway
Someday, someway,
Someday, someway...
lunes, 16 de agosto de 2010
Runnin' Wild
domingo, 15 de agosto de 2010
martes, 10 de agosto de 2010
Ballad of a Thin Man
I'm Not There
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard
But you don’t understand
Just what you’ll say
When you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says
“It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Where what is?”
And you say, “Oh my God
Am I here all alone?”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, “How does it feel
To be such a freak?”
And you say, “Impossible”
As he hands you a bone
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations
You’ve been with the professors
And they’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read
It’s well known
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, “Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word “NOW”
And you say, “For what reason?”
And he says, “How?”
And you say, “What does this mean?”
And he screams back, “You’re a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home”
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin’ around
You should be made
To wear earphones
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
viernes, 6 de agosto de 2010
Quick post!
Pero bueno volveré y espero pasar pronto por los demás blogs que vaya tela!!
Nada, este es un post muy muy rápido para recordar que el Busker's Festival de Barcelona, del cuál ya hablé hace unos días, ya está en marcha! Ayer fue la primera jornada y como voluntario me lo pasé de lujo! Y el público parece que disfrutó de lo lindo! Así que eso, vuelvo a insistir, si estáis por Barcelona no lo dudéis!! Pasaros por la Barceloneta que escuchareis buenos grupos y vereis buenos espectáculos!!
Ale ya lo he dicho!!
Os dejo con unos vídeos de algunos de los que tocan en el festi!!
Unas Cracks la Viajerita (desde Córdoba, Argentina)
Otros masters!!! Que buenos!!! Quien no baila en sus conciertos no tiene sangre en las venas!!
La oferta es muy variada!! Y los grupos tocan dos veces por día!! Bueno no me hago más pesado!!
Hasta pronto!!!