Pda

Hay canciones que pueden relajarte, otras en cambio pueden llevarte en un estado de éxtasis que hacen que todo se acelere de una forma casi sobrehumana. Generalmente si son con ritmos sincopados, en una base cuatro por cuatro sonando las notas repetidamente en un falso in crescendo. Ciertamente se pueden encontrar millares de canciones de ese tipo, las cuales apelan a la euforia del oyente; todo esto en un concierto con fans del grupo se transforma en una locura colectiva en que el hipnotismo general hace que si se elige de forma adecuada el repertorio y su orden la parroquia salga más que contenta sin importar en demasía otros elementos de la actuación.

Llevo estos días escuchando repetidamente el disco Turn on the bright lights de grupo neoyorquino Interpol. Las influencias del grupo de Manchester Joy División rebosan por todos sus poros. Lo que hizo el genio de la producción llamado Martin Hannett con los británicos se encuentra constantemente en este grupo americano, sobre todo en la base rítmica que ha creado escuela en tantos otros como The Strokes, Maximo Park, y un largo etcétera de grupos que huyen del monstruo llamado Radiohead para refugiarse en el legado de Ian Curtis y compañía dejado en el principio de la década de los ochenta.

 

Yours is the only version of my desertion that I could ever subscribe to
That is all that I can do
You are a past dinner, the last winner, I’m raping all around me
Until the last drop is behind you
But you’re so cute when you’re frustrated, dear
Yeah, you’re so cute when you’re sedated, oh dear

Sleep tight, grim rite, we have two hundred couches where you can…
Sleep tight, grim rite, we have two hundred couches where you can
Sleep tonight,
Sleep tonight,
Sleep tonight,
Sleep tonight.

You are the only person who’s completely certain there’s nothing here to be into
That is all that you can do
You are a past sinner, the last winner, and everything we’ve come to makes you you

But you cannot safely say that while I will be away, you will not consider sadly
How you helped me to stray
And you will not reach me I am resenting a position that’s past resentment and now
I can’t consider, and now there is this distance, so…

Adios al tomate.

Se nos va el programa. Ya no podremos disfrutar de lo mejor que tenía, y era descubrir a grandes personajes como Richy Bastante, presidente y único integrante del club de fans de Tamara, después Ámbar, y más tarde Yurena. Para muestra un botón:

 

y aquí demostrando lo bueno que es cantando:

 

 

 

Cuando una mala canción se convierte en una obra de arte.

Seguimos …

GRAVITATE TO ME

I’ve been watching you for ages
You’re like a boat without a mast
Struggling with the tide of destiny
Between the future and the past

I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am the air that you breathe
Gravitate to me

Through the ether
And the mists of the mind
You will come to me
To lay by my side
To stroke my hair
To cuddle my flesh
And to quell the torrents
In my subterranean depths

This world ain’t strong enough
To keep us from each other
For we are kindred spirits
Born to become Earthly lovers

I am the lighthouse
I am the sea
I am your destiny
Gravitate to me

There is something within your voice
Something behind your eyes
Something inside your heart
That is beating in time with mine

I know you
From a previous incarnation
I know you
From a previous incarnation
I know you!
From a previous incarnation

Gravitate to me, gravitate to me
Gravitate to me, gravitate to me

Y para empezar el año ….

TOMORROW

Tomorrow
Will it really come ?
And if it does come
Will I still be Human ?
All I ask of you is one thing that you never do
Would you put your arms around me ?
(I won’t tell anyone)
Tomorrow
Does it have to come ?
All I ask of you is one thing that you’ll never do
Would you put your arms around me ?
(I won’t tell anybody)
Tomorrow
And what must come before …
Oh, the pain in my arms
Oh, the pain in my legs
Ooh, my shiftless body
Tomorrow
It’s surely nearer now ?
You don’t think I’ll make it
I never said I wanted to !
Well did I ?
Oh, the pain in my arms
Oh, the pain in my legs
Oh, yeah; oh, yeah
No, yeah; no, yeah
Through my shiftless body
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
All I ask of you … oh …
Is : would you tell me that you love me
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me !
Ah, I know you don’t mean it
Ah, I know you don’t mean it
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, tell me that you love me
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh, tell me, oh
Tell me, oh, tell me, oh