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Oh, she's bad

Este video de Interpol es la onda… ¿Alguien se quiere morir como la chava?

Interpol
“Obstacle 1”

I wish i could eat the salt off your last faded lips
We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm
We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change.
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad

It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again
And you go stabbing yourself in the neck

We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change.
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
Oh, she's bad

It's in the way that she posed,
it's in the things that she puts in my head
Her stories are boring and stuff.
She's always calling my bluff.
She puts the weights into my little heart,
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart.
She puts the weights into my little heart,
I said she puts the weights into my little heart.

She packs it away

It's in the way that she walks
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart

IsAí ^.^

27 de Abril

Este año Austin Tv alado de Café Tacvba y Porter, estarán presentando a México en uno de los eventos mas importantes del año en el mundo de la música. “Coachella” este 27 alado de; Rogers Waters, The Horrors, Justice entre otras bandas, Austin estara tocando el 3er día por ahí de las 11am y 12pm… espero que les vaya bien.



IsAí ^.^

Poco de Miel

Como olvidar este clásico, una de las canciones que expresa sentimiento, me ha entrado la euforia de escuchar a Gustavo Cerati, desde el Domingo en la madrugada. Aquí les dejo este interpretación de una de las rolas que tocaba con "Soda Estereo".

Gustavo Cerati
“Te Para Tres”

Las tazas sobre el mantel
la lluvia derramada...
un poco de miel
un poco de miel
no basta.

El eclipse no fue parcial
y cegó nuestras miradas
te vi que llorabas
te vi que llorabas
por el.

Te para tres.

Un sorbo de distracción
buscando descifrarnos
no hay nada mejor
no hay nada mejor
que casa.

Te para tres

IsAí ^.^

666 times for you

Un magnifico Cover de la banda Finlandesa H.I.M. A Billy Idol “Rebell Yell”

H.I.M.
"Rebell Yell"

Last night a little dancer came dancin to my door
Last night my little angel came pumpin on the floor
She said, come, baby, I got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above

Because in the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more
With a rebel yell, more, more, more

More, more, more

She dont like slavery, she wont sit and beg
But when Im tired and lonely, she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What set you free, I need you here by me

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the 7-11
Well, hes out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it dont mess up his hair

I walked the walls for you babe
A thousand miles for you
I dried your tears of pain
666 times for you
Id sell my soul for you, babe
For money to burn for you
Id give you all and have none, babe
Just-a just-a just-a just-a to have you here by me

IsAí ^.^

Decepción Puma

Niño llora todo desilusionado al ver que su aquipo pierde ante el Atlante



IsAí ^.^

C'mon, c'mon!!

Una da las bandas que me gustaría ver en vivo y a todo color.

The Von Bondies
“C’mon c’mon”

On another day c'mon c'mon
With these ropes tied tight can we do no wrong
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
Things were good when we were young

With my teeth bite down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
Things were good when we were young

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I ever learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

As I make my way c'mon c'mon
Through these battered nights that seem too long
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
Things were good when we were young

With my teeth bite down I can see the blood
Of a thousand men who have come and gone
Now we grieve 'cause now it's gone
Things were good when we were young

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

Is it safe to say? (c'mon c'mon)
Was it right to leave? (c'mon c'mon)
Will I never learn? (c'mon c'mon)
(c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon)

AND ON THIS DAY THESE DEEPENED WOUNDS DON'T HEAL SO FAST
CAN'T HEAR ME CROON OF A MILLION LIES THAT SPEAK NO TRUTHS
OF A TIME GONE BY THAT NOW IS THROUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IsAí ^.^

El Principe!

La otra vez, estaba hablando acerca de este disco que es toda una joya, le rindan un tributo al príncipe de la canción “José José”. En esta producción bajo el sello discográfico “BMG” podemos encontrar bandas como; La Maldita Vecindad, Molotov, El Gran Silencio, Jumbo, Pastilla, Café Tacvba, Leonardo Lozanee, Moenia, entre otros.

Aquí les dejo un video que en lo personal, esta canción me acuerdo que cuando mis padres rodaban un disco de José, José me gustaba y que chido que Moenia [cuando estaba Juan Carlos Lozano] hizo un gran Cover.

Aquí les dejo el video yeahh!!!

Moenia
"Volcan"

IsAí ^.^

Won’t Say Anything

Bueno, solo porque entre hoy y dije; mmm… este blog esta muy atrasado… total que nadie deja un solo comentario… es como saber que existe, pero nadie lo lee. En fin hoy quiero subir un video muy chido, muy colorido, de una banda de la que ya hable por aquí en meses pasados.

Hello Seahorse!
“Won’t Say Anything”

IsAí ^.^

When love is a gun

H.I.M.
“The Funeral Of Heart”

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the sun
Shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon
Painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

She was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forget
He was the fire, restless and wild
And you were like a moth to that flame

The heretic seal beyond divine
A prayer to a god who's deaf and blind
The last rites for souls on fire
Three little words and a question why

Love's the funeral of hearts
And an ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom

The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you

IsAí ^.^

Mew

Mew
“She Came Home For Christmas”

Don't touch her there
She's blindfolded
She remembers on the bus
Into my heart, don't remember
Like you left us, without notice
Now you've come back
Like you left us, like you owe us
Into my heart
It's not me! It can't be! It's not you!
I can't do what I do if it's you!
This is not happening
Don't touch her there
She told me
She remembers how it felt
Into my heart, don't remember
Like you left us, without notice
It's not me! It can't be! It's not you!
I can't do what I do if it's you!
This is not happening
Come home, come home
It's not me! It can't be! It's not you!
I can't do what I do if we're through
This is not happening
Don't touch her there
He watched her
She knew his look from behind
When she came home for Christmas

IsAí ^.^

Zoé

Zoé
"Vía Lactea"

Llevo tu voz en mi voz
grabada con aerosol
tu beso fantasma
pegado en mi labio inferior
y el mapa de tu desnudez

Llevo el prisma de tus ojos
en mi casco de astronauta
y la tímida aurora de tus células

Y todas las noches
bajo la vía láctea
parecen eternas
si tu no estás
y todas las noches
desde mi ventana
conjuro tu nombre inmortal

Y a veces llora mi piel
cuando se empaña de anhelo
se infla mi mente con tantos recuerdos
que ya no me puedo dormir

y en la alfombra de tus sueños
soy el rayo vagabundo
y desmaya y dolece
pero no se apaga

Y todas las noches
bajo la vía láctea
parecen eternas
si tu no estás
y todas las noches
desde mi ventana
conjuro tu nombre inmortal

Llevo el prisma de tus ojos
en mi casco de astronauta
y la tímida aurora de tus células

vía láctea vía láctea vía láctea
si tu no estás
vía láctea vía láctea vía láctea
si tu no estás
y se que te vuelvo a encontrar

IsAí ^.^