Viernes noche

Si el viernes noche estáis por Barcelona y os apetece ver dos buenos conciertillos por 4 euros id al Be cool.

A las 21.30h concierto de Jupiter Supongo y luego concierto de despedida de Impromptu, que espero que tan sólo sea un hasta luego.

http://www.myspace.com/imprompturock

http://www.myspace.com/jupitersupongo

sala BeCool

Lullaby for mercy Ann

Elvis volverá tranquil@s! Ah y lo de My way no era ninguna declaración de intenciones! Tan solo es una canción que me encanta y que me vino el otro día a la cabeza. Pues nada, os dejo con esta slow song de Eric Lindell que descubrí hace poco. Un slaudo!!!

My way

Primera vez que pasa por aquí.

And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full -
I've travelled each and every highway.
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets? I've had a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course -
Each careful step along the byway,
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill - my share of losing.
But now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that,
And may I say, not in a shy way -
Oh no. Oh no, not me.
I did it my way.

For what is a man? What has he got?
If not himself - Then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way.

London weekend

Visita exprés a Londres para visitar a mí hermana y su novio! Todos los findes deberían ser así :)

Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far

Larga vida a los pantalones de pitillo!

Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.
See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.

[Chorus]
Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are,
Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.
See the blood flow watching it shed up above my head.
Iron Maiden wants you for dead.

Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.
See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.

Buen fin de semana!

Unas cuantas verdades

Això ho sap tothom!

Esto lo sabe todo el mundo, pero lo digo: vaya discazo!!!





Saludos!!!

New year

Ya tocaba estrenar el año en el hivernáculo! Espero que os esté yendo bien! Pues nada aquí dejo un vídeo de los doors para acabar este domingo! Por cierto, estoy leyendo el libro de Keith Richards, de momento bien, sobre todo el primer capítulo dónde explica su encuentro con la policía en la gira americana de 1975! Vaya crack!

She was a princess, Queen of the Highway
Sign on the road said: "Take us to Madre"
No one could save her, save the blind tiger
He was a monster, black dressed in leather
She was a princess, Queen of the Highway

Now they are wedded, she is a good girl
Naked as children out in a meadow
Naked as children, wild as can be
Soon to have offspring, start it all over

Start it all over

American boy, American girl
Most beautiful people in the world!
Son of a frontier Indian Swirl
Dancing through the midnight whirl-pool, formless
Hope it can continue a little while longer

When you're strange

Todavía dan cosas buenas en los cines de Barcelona :)



Feliz fiesta de fin de año y entrada al 2011 to everybody! Cuando pueda me paso por your blogs! Aquí otra versión de Dylan!

Down the street the dogs are barkin'
And the day is a-gettin' dark.
As the night comes in a-fallin',
The dogs 'll lose their bark.
An' the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind,
For I'm one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind.

From the crossroads of my doorstep,
My eyes they start to fade,
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid.
An' I gaze back to the street,
The sidewalk and the sign,
And I'm one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.

It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good,
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good.
You're right from your side,
I'm right from mine.
We're both just one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.

Boots of spanish leather

Oh, I’m sailin’ away my own true love
I’m sailin’ away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I’ll be landing?

No, there’s nothin’ you can send me, my own true love
There’s nothin’ I wish to be ownin’
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I’d forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that’s all I’m wishin’ to be ownin’

That I might be gone a long time
And it’s only that I’m askin’
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passin’

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin’
Saying I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ back again
It depends on how I’m a-feelin’

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I’m sure your mind is roamin’
I’m sure your heart is not with me
But with the country to where you’re goin’

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there’s something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather

Saludos navideños!

I'll go crazy

Gracias a James Brown por el temazo y a Isaak y su banda por esta versión!

If you leave me, I'll go crazy
If you leave me, I'll go crazy
'Cause I love you, love you
Oh, I love you too much

If you quit me, I'll go crazy
If you forget me, I'll go crazy
'Cause I love you, love you
Oh, I love you too much

You've got to live for yourself
Yourself and nobody else
You've got to live for yourself
Yourself and nobody else

For the good times

Lagrimilla...

Don't look so sad, I know it's over.

But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning.

Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together.

There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning.



Lay your head upon my pillow.

Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops,

Blowin' soft against the window,

And make believe you love me one more time,

For the good times.



I'll get along; you'll find another,

And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.

Don't say a word about tommorrow or forever,

There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.



Lay your head upon my pillow.

Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops,

Blowin' soft against the window,

And make believe you love me one more time,

For the good times.