Les pido, hermanos, que antes de escuchar esta enorme joya tengan a bien hacer dos cosas:
viernes, 16 de marzo de 2012
Un platillo para lo mas alto de la estantería
Les pido, hermanos, que antes de escuchar esta enorme joya tengan a bien hacer dos cosas:
domingo, 11 de marzo de 2012
trovadores
viernes, 9 de marzo de 2012
Madre bendita, tu que eres la reencarnación de la bondad con que la nube entrega su alma a la hoja verde, tu que eres toda gracia y sabes perdonar hasta a los oidos mas sordos, tu que sublime elevas la vibración del universo para hacernos sentir en el paraiso.
Aquí humildemente entregó este platillo sabiendo el grán ayuno al que su Fè a puesto a prueba. Muestra de ayuno que le vendría bien de ejemplo a alguno de tus hijos barrigones (sin ofender mun).
Para separar las tripas trigo a sola voz y guitarra.
1- Toda la vida ha estado conmigo y este es otro grán momento para compartirla. Si bien el charango no es guitarra flamenca, tambien es cuerda acorde. Todos la conocen….Going to California, Led Zeppelin.
2- Una característica de la mùsica a guitarra limpia es que la lírica retoma la parte más pesada. Unos abusan para transmitir ideas románticas y otros para transmitir pensamientos sociales….este es el caso de la segunda,John Lennon, working class hero:
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so ****ing crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty-odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they're telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
3- Momento de sacar, humear y cagarse de risa……Chech and Chong…up in smoke.
4- John Martyn, Bless the weather……si tiene contrabajo pero considerese una guitarrota.
Time after time I held it just to watch it die
Line after line I loved it just to watch it cry
Bless the weather that brought you to me
Curse the storm that takes you away
Bless the weather that brought you to me
Curse the storm that takes you home
Wave after wave I washed it just to watch it turn
Day after day I cooled it just to watch it burn
Pain after pain I stood it just to see how it feels
Rain after rain I stood it just to make it real
Bless the weather that brought you to me
Curse the day you go away
Bless the weather that brought you to me
Curse the storm that takes you away
5- Un carbon que se conoce por ser guitarra y voz…..pongo esta canción madre por la triste poesía del deshebrado junkie que profundo en la oscuridad se encuentra….recomiendo escuchar la versión y el video original de NIN….Johnny Cash, The hurt.
I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
a feeling disappears
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way....
6- La mística crespante del camaleón especial mayor. Versión majestuosa David Bowie y Gerry Leonard. Loving the alien. Aquí la poesí lírica toca sensibles hebras de la religión y del porque de estas. La pista se bajo en muy mala calidad…si les interesa este disco que vale enormemente la pena es el de “a reality Tour”
Watching them come and go
the templars and the saracens.
They're travelling the holy land opening telegrams.
Torture comes and torture goes
knights who'd give you anything.
They bear the cross of coeur de
salvation for the mirror blind.
But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
Pray and the heathen lie will disappear.
Prayers they hide the saddest view.
Believing the strangest things - loving the alien.
And your prayers they break the sky in two.
Believing the strangest things - loving the alien.
Thinking of a different time
Bounty and your wealth in land
terror: in a best laid plan.
Watching them come and go
tomorrows and the yesterdays.
Christians and the unbelievers hanging by the cross and nail.
But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
. . .
Prayers they hide the saddest view. . . .
You pray till the break of dawn.
Believing the strangest things - loving the alien.
And you'll believe you're loving the alien.
Believing the strangest things - loving the alien.
Believing the strangest things - loving the alien.
7- La jefa mayor hace inicio…de 1969 Joni Mitchel, Both sdes, now, disco clouds.
8- El jefe mayor….su mundialmente reconocida poesía. Valgan los coritos. La letra esta junto al Quijote.
SUZANNE TAKES YOU DOWN TO HER PLACE NEAR THE RIVER
YOU CAN HEAR THE BOATS GO BY
YOU CAN SPEND THE NIGHT BESIDE HER
AND YOU KNOW THAT SHES HALF CRAZY
BUT THATS WHY YOU WANT TO BE THERE
AND SHE FEEDS YOU TEA AND ORANGES
THAT COME ALL THE WAY FROM CHINA
AND JUST WHEN YOU MEAN TO TELL HER
THAT YOU HAVE NO LOVE TO GIVE HER
THEN SHE GETS YOU ON HER WAVELENGTH
AND SHE LETS THE RIVER ANSWER
THAT YOUVE ALWAYS BEEN HER LOVER
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL WITH HER
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL BLIND
AND YOU KNOW THAT SHE WILL TRUST YOU
FOR YOUVE TOUCHED HER PERFECT BODY WITH YOUR IND.
AND JESUS WAS A SAILOR
WHEN HE WALKED UPON THE WATER
AND HE SPENT A LONG TIME WATCHING
FROM HIS LONELY WOODEN TOWER
AND WHEN HE KNEW FOR CERTAIN
ONLY DROWNING MEN COULD SEE HIM
HE SAID "ALL MEN WILL BE SAILORS THEN
UNTIL THE SEA SHALL FREE THEM"
Letras4U.com » letras traducidas al español
BUT HE HIMSELF WAS BROKEN
LONG BEFORE THE SKY WOULD OPEN
FORSAKEN, ALMOST HUMAN
HE SANK BENEATH YOUR WISDOM LIKE A STONE
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL WITH HIM
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL BLIND
AND YOU THINK MAYBE YOULL TRUST HIM
FOR HES TOUCHED YOUR PERFECT BODY WITH HIS MIND.
NOW SUZANNE TAKES YOUR HAND
AND SHE LEADS YOU TO THE RIVER
SHE IS WEARING RAGS AND FEATHERS
FROM SALVATION ARMY COUNTERS
AND THE SUN POURS DOWN LIKE HONEY
ON OUR LADY OF THE HARBOUR
AND SHE SHOWS YOU WHERE TO LOOK
AMONG THE GARBAGE AND THE FLOWERS
THERE ARE HEROES IN THE SEAWEED
THERE ARE CHILDREN IN THE MORNING
THEY ARE LEANING OUT FOR LOVE
AND THEY WILL LEAN THAT WAY FOREVER
WHILE SUZANNE HOLDS THE MIRROR
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL WITH HER
AND YOU WANT TO TRAVEL BLIND
AND YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN TRUST HER
FOR SHES TOUCHED YOUR PERFECT BODY WITH HER MIND.
9- Si de guitarra y voz se trata ahi les va……Gary Moore, Showbiz blues.
10- Y por último y pa que no se olviden de nuestras raices bluseras y rocanroleras y de lo que terremoto se llevo en el 85….el Rockdrigo Gonzales, no tengo tiempo ( de cambiar mi vida)