jueves, 5 de julio de 2012
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Straight to you"
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All the towers of ivory are crumbling
And the swallows have sharpened their beaks
This is the time of our great undoing
This is the time that I'll come running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
One more time
The light in our window is fading
The candle gutters on the ledge
Well now sorrow, it comes a-stealing
And I'll cry, girl, but I'll come a-running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
Once again
Gone are the days of rainbows
Gone are the nights of swinging from the stars
For the sea will swallow up the mountains
And the sky will throw thunder-bolts and sparks
Straight at you
But I'll come a-running
Straight to you
But I'll come a-running
One more time
Heaven has denied us it's kingdom
The saints are drunk howling at the moon
The chariots of angels are colliding
Well, I'll run, babe, but I'll come running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
One more time
All the towers of ivory are crumbling
And the swallows have sharpened their beaks
This is the time of our great undoing
This is the time that I'll come running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
One more time
The light in our window is fading
The candle gutters on the ledge
Well now sorrow, it comes a-stealing
And I'll cry, girl, but I'll come a-running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
Once again
Gone are the days of rainbows
Gone are the nights of swinging from the stars
For the sea will swallow up the mountains
And the sky will throw thunder-bolts and sparks
Straight at you
But I'll come a-running
Straight to you
But I'll come a-running
One more time
Heaven has denied us it's kingdom
The saints are drunk howling at the moon
The chariots of angels are colliding
Well, I'll run, babe, but I'll come running
Straight to you
For I am captured
Straight to you
For I am captured
One more time
martes, 3 de julio de 2012
LX
LX
¿Mi
corazón se ha dormido?
Colmenares
de mis sueños,
¿ya
no labráis? ¿Está seca
la
noria del pensamiento,
los
cangilones vacíos,
girando,
de sombra llenos?
No,
mi corazón no duerme.
Está
despierto, despierto.
Ni
duerme ni sueña, mira,
los
claros ojos abiertos,
señas
lejanas y escucha
a
orillas del gran silencio.
Antonio
Machado. "Soledades".
The Sound "Judgement"
I can't tell it's now or never
If we don't act now it could be now and forever
The moment is near, the moment of truth
But just what scared the life out of you?
You're so still, silent motionless
I can't watch and wait just to pay the price
Of your judgement
I will push at the powers that be
I will pull you close to me
And if I fall I go gracefully
No regret's, don't pour your pity on me
You're so still, are you so lame?
I can't watch and wait just to take the blame
For your judgement
Can there really be someone up above me
Who judges me when my time is up
I can't believe, I can't believe
That I'm not the one that I should trust
He's so still, silent, motionless
(He never does anything at all)
I can't watch and wait just to pay the price
He's so still, he's silent, motionless
I can't watch and wait just to pay the price
Of his judgement
lunes, 2 de julio de 2012
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Lie down here (Be my girl)
Well, you lost a foe
And found yourself a friend
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I'm back now, baby, that man
He won't be coming round here again
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I'm trying to tread careful, baby
You're as brittle as the wishbone of a bird
(Lie down here & be my girl)
We've been scribbled in the margins of a story
That's patently absurd
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight
We can shine, shine
Let it all come down
(Be my girl, be my girl)
It's a matter of some urgency, oh darling, can't you see
I can't hold back the tide
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And stop your frantic little fingers trying to collect the years
That pour from the hole in my side
(Lie down here & be my girl)
Oh, don't worry, baby, this old snake banging on your door
Has got a few skins left to shed
(Lie down here & be my girl)
Oh, you look so good, you look so good
The rest is better left unsaid
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight
And shine, oh, we can shine
Let it all come down
Tonight
(Be my girl, yeah, be my girl)
You look so good, you look so good
One day I'll buy a factory
And assemble you on a production line
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I'd buy a million of you, baby
And every single one of them will be mine
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I will fill the house with you, stack you up in every room
We'll have a real good time
(Lie down here & be my girl)
But right now, I'm sitting here on my own
Going out of my mind
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight
And shine, oh, we can shine
Let it all come down
Tonight
You look so good, you look so good
¡Victoria (con todas las letras)!
LEYENDA
No me habrán visto hablar muchas veces en este blog de fútbol. Ni de deportes. y eso que, a los ojos de quienes se parten el pecho en la cantera futbolera yo ya soy un "hombre de fútbol". Un año y medio me avala, y prometo no aburrirles con los desempeños de mi labor que me han convertido en esa selecta especie.
Pero hoy es un día grande, de leyenda. La selección española -La Roja- ha batido cualquier récord existente en la tierra y eso merece unas líneas: jamás nadie había ganado dos Eurocopas de selecciones seguidas (al cuarto año, se entiende, que mi amigo Armando Gandalla ya está deseando dar cera al zoquete que no le entienda), jamás nadie había ganado una final por 4-0, jamás nadie (una selección, un país) había vencido en consecutivo orgasmo (sóo lo puedo calificar, y me perdonen, no, mejor, no me perdonen, remilgados y demás, que os den) eurocopa-mundial-eurocopa con línea abierta aun nuevo triunfo,... ¡Puuuuffff!
Todavía me acuerdo de ver cómo Arconada (sin "k", medias blancas...) encajaba ese doloroso gol de falta en 1984, como para cortarme ahora...
Bueno, el caso, el caso: Trabajaba con mis queridos compañeros de la TPA en el resumen del año y, claro, en 2010 fuimos campeones del mundo de fútbol. La propuesta (vulgar) de acompañamiento musical típica hubiera sido (sí, seguro que ustedes podrían) mi odiado "We are the champions" de mis (Más, más, más) odiados, aborrecidos, Queen. por fortuna, la suerte quiso que mi apreciada Leonor Suárez me dejase convencerla de las posibilidades de esta canción. Todo el mundo se suma a lo típico, pero encontrar la capacidad de sorpresa en cada pequeño detalle, otorga ese valor que casi nadie ve, pero casi todo el mundo percibe.
Al final, "Victoria", es victoria en español, no en inglés. Sí, la "Victoria", de los Kinks, de esta increíble versión de los Fall, se refiere a una reina... Pero, ¿qué es "Victoria" en español? Hoy, una leyenda: encadenar lo que nadie ha hecho: eurocopa-mundial-eurocopa. Y la línea al "mundial" de Brasil abierta... Victoria, victoria, victoria.
MANOLO D. ABAD
domingo, 1 de julio de 2012
sábado, 30 de junio de 2012
James "She´s a star"
Whenever she's feeling empty
Whenever she's feeling insecure
Whenever her face is frozen
Unable to fake it anymore
Her shadow is always with her
Her shadow will always keep her small
So frightened that he wont love her
She builds up a wall
Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark
She's a star
She's been in disguise forever
She's tried to disguise her stellar views
Much brighter than all this static
Now she's coming through
Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark
She's a star
Don't tell her to turn down,
Put on your shades if you can't see,
Don't tell her to turn down,
Turn up the flame.
She's a star
It's a long road
It's a great cause
It's a long road
Its a good call
You got it,
You got it,
jueves, 28 de junio de 2012
Afghan Whigs "66"
You walked in
Just like smoke
With a little come on, come on, come on
In your walk
Well, come on
I've been waitin'
Are you waitin?
For my move, well I'm makin' it
So tell me baby, can you shake it?
If I can move it with ya
Will you let me take it?
I'll be down on my knees
Screamin' take me, take me, take me, take me
I'm yours
I've never felt so out of control
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
Come on and do it to me
Don'tcha stop
Come on, come on
Come on little rabbit
Show me where you got it
'Cuz I know you got a habit
miércoles, 27 de junio de 2012
Blue Nile "Heatwave"
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You live beneath another star
You are pretending love is worth waiting for
You always breathe another air
The rivers in the distance must be leading somewhere
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
Heatwave
Can this be all we will desire ?
Straw houses in the promised land
Why is it time for taking sides ?
When all I say and do is take too many chances
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
Heatwave
Will I tell you ?
Will you listen ?
If I tell you, what will happen ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or are we poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
In a heatwave
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or are we poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
In a heatwave
You live beneath another star
You are pretending love is worth waiting for
You always breathe another air
The rivers in the distance must be leading somewhere
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
Heatwave
Can this be all we will desire ?
Straw houses in the promised land
Why is it time for taking sides ?
When all I say and do is take too many chances
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
Heatwave
Will I tell you ?
Will you listen ?
If I tell you, what will happen ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or are we poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
In a heatwave
Heatwave, Heatwave
Why is it rolling down on the young and foolish ?
Heatwave, Heatwave
Are we rich or are we poor ?
Does it matter anymore?
In a heatwave
martes, 12 de junio de 2012
The Lilac Time "The Nursery Walls"
The promises are here to gag you
Our love was the air that suffocates you
And how to begin to get down
From the nursery walls we hang upon?
I’ll be the light
And I’ll be the dark surrounding you
All that you need is everything
And you know I tried to be that too
You heard love fades, well, now you know
The love you made, it's life will go
And breaking up is like a death
It’s grief you feel at it's last breath
I’ll be the light
And I’ll be the dark surrounding you
All that you need is everything
And you know I tried to be that too
I promise you this
The last one you’ll break is:
”I’ll tell you what’s wrong
I won’t say we’re OK”
I’ll be the light
And I’ll be the dark surrounding you
All that you need is everything
And you know I tried to be that too
I’ll be the light
And I’ll be the dark surrounding you
All that you need is everything
And you know I tried to be that too
lunes, 11 de junio de 2012
Death Cab For Cutie "You can do better than me"
I'm starting to feel
We stay together
Out of fear
Of dying alone
I've been slipping through the years
And my old clothes don't fit like
They once did
So they hang like ghosts
Of the people I've been
But it's like my heart can't be tamed
And I fall in love everyday
And I feel like a fool
I have to face the truth
That no one could ever look at me
Like you do
Like I'm something worth
Holding on to
There's times I think of leaving
But it's something I'll never do
'Cause you can do better than me
But I can't do better than you
You can do better than me
But I can't do better than you
viernes, 8 de junio de 2012
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Bring it on"
This garden that I built for you
That you sit in now and yearn
I will never leave it, dear
I could not bear to return
And find it all untended
With the trees all bended low
This garden is our home, dear
And I got nowhere else to go
So bring it on
Bring it on
Every little tear
Bring it on
Every useless fear
Bring it on
All your shattered dreams
And I'll scatter them into the sea
Into the sea
The geraniums on your window sill
The carnations, dear, and the daffodil
Well, they're ordinary flowers
But they long for the light of your touch
And of your trembling will
Ah, you're trembling still
And I am trembling too
To be perfectly honest I don't know
Quite what else to do
So bring it on
Bring it on
Every neglected dream
Bring it on
Every little scheme
Bring it on
Every little fear
And I'll make them disappear
So bring it on, bring it on
Bring it on
Every little thing
Bring it on
Every tiny fear
Bring it on
Every shattered dream
And I'll scatter them into the sea
Jeff Buckley "The sky is a landfill"
Circle around the park
Joining hands in silence
Watch the evil black the sky
The storm has ripped the shelter
Of illusion from our brow
This power is no mystery to us now.
Leave your spirit genocide
The cancer you won?t remove
We cast our funeral rose inside
And bury the need to prove
Our mutilation is to gain from the system
Ooh, turn your head away
From the screen, oh people
It will tell you nothing more
Don?t suck the milk of flaccid Bill K.
Public?s empty promise
To the people that the public can ignore
This way of life is so devised
To snuff out the mind that moves
Moving with grace the men despise
And women have learned to lose
Throw off your shame or be
a slave to the system
I see you take another drag
One more lost soul to raise your flag
The sky is a landfill
I see you take another drag
Let?s see you take another drag
You like to dance to the rolling
Head of the adulteress
You sing in praise of suicide
We know you?re useless
Like cops at the scene of the crime
With your steroids and your feedbag
And your stable and your trainer
I got a mail bomb for you Mister Strong Arm.
Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes
For the violence of a nation gone by
Or the politics of weakness
And the garbage dump of souls
That will now black the sky
Their yellow haze and crowds of eyes
Will plug up the mind that moves
Moving with grace the men despise
And women have learned to lose
We?ll share our bodies
In disdain for the system
Oh, I see you take another drag
One nation bends to kiss the hag
The sky is a landfill
I see you take another drag
I see you take another drag
I have no fear of this machine!
jueves, 7 de junio de 2012
Hoy en el Patio de la Favorita en Gijón
Hoy en Gijón, en el Patio de la Favorita, a partir de las 22 h.: Segunda Presentación Eléctrica de "Viajes al fondo del precipicio". Letra: Manolo D. Abad. Música: Emilio Fidalgo.
The The "Slow emotion replay"
The more I see
The less I know
About all the things I thought were wrong or right
& carved in stone
So, don't ask me about
War, Religion, or God
Love, Sex, or Death
Because....
Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world
But I don't even know what's going on in myself.
You've gotta work out your own salvation.
With no explanation to this Earth we fall
On hands & knees we crawl
And we look up to the stars
And we reach out & pray
To a deaf, dumb & blind God who never explains.
Every body knows what's going wrong with the world
But I don't even know what's going on in myself.
Lord, I've been here for so long
I can feel it coming down on me
I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be.
Manolo Preciado (1957-2012)
No soy del Sporting (ni mucho menos), pero este tipo me parecía un Paisanu, como decimos aquí en Asturias. D.E.P.Un recuerdo aquí de él, participando en el vídeo-clip de un buen amigo...
miércoles, 6 de junio de 2012
Hoy en Oviedo
Mi segundo libro de relatos"Viajes al fondo del precipicio" (Turbulencias, 2012) se presenta en el Foro Abierto de la Librería Cervantes de Oviedo a partir de las 19 h. con presentación de la periodista de RPA Cristina Natal. Allí os espero.
martes, 5 de junio de 2012
"Tengo miedo a perder"
Tengo miedo a perder la maravilla
de tus ojos de estatua, y el acento
que de noche me pone en la mejilla
la solitaria rosa de tu aliento.
Tengo pena de ser en esta orilla
tronco sin ramas; y lo que más siento
es no tener la flor, pulpa o arcilla,
para el gusano de mi sufrimiento.
Si tú eres el tesoro oculto mío,
si eres mi cruz y mi dolor mojado,
si soy el perro de tu señorío,
no me dejes perder lo que he ganado
y decora las aguas de tu río
con hojas de mi otoño enajenado.
(Federico García Lorca)
lunes, 4 de junio de 2012
Death Cab For Cutie "I will possess your heart
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How I wish you could see the potential,
the potential of you and me.
It's like a book elegantly bound but,
in a language that you can't read.
Just yet.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
There are days when outside your window
I see my reflection as I slowly pass,
and I long for this mirrored perspective
when we'll be lovers, lovers at last.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
You reject my... advances... and desperate pleas...
I won't let you... let me down... so easily.
So easily.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
How I wish you could see the potential,
the potential of you and me.
It's like a book elegantly bound but,
in a language that you can't read.
Just yet.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
There are days when outside your window
I see my reflection as I slowly pass,
and I long for this mirrored perspective
when we'll be lovers, lovers at last.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
You reject my... advances... and desperate pleas...
I won't let you... let me down... so easily.
So easily.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
You gotta spend some time, Love.
You gotta spend some time with me.
And I know that you'll find, love
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
I will possess your heart.
domingo, 3 de junio de 2012
viernes, 1 de junio de 2012
Spiritualized "Think I´m in love"
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Sun so bright that I'm nearly blind
Fool as I'm working it out in my mind
Warm as the dope running down my spine
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing to do
Feel the warmth of the air that I breathe
Even free-er than DMT
Feel the warmth of the sun in me
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing to do
Love in the middle of an afternoon
Just me and my spike in my arm and my spoon
Feel the warmth of the sun and the moon
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing...
I think I'm in love (probably just hungry)
Think I'm your friend (probably just lonely)
Think you got me in a spin now (probably just turning)
Think I'm a fool for you (probably just learning)
Think that I can rock and roll (probably just twisting)
Think I wanna tell the world (probably ain't listening)
Come on...
Think I can fly (probably just falling)
Think I'm the life and soul (probably just snorting)
Think I can hit the mark (probably just aiming)
Think my name is on your lips (probably complaining)
Think that I have got it bad (probably contageous)
Think that I'm a winner baby (probably Las Vegas)
Come on...
Think I'm alive (probably just breathing)
Think you stole my heart now baby (probably just stealing)
Think I'm on fire (probably just smoking)
Think that I'm your dream girl (probably just dreaming)
Think I'm the best (probably like all the rest)
Think that I could be your man (oh, probably just think you can)
Come on...
I think I'm in love, I think I'm in love
Fool as I'm working it out in my mind
Warm as the dope running down my spine
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing to do
Feel the warmth of the air that I breathe
Even free-er than DMT
Feel the warmth of the sun in me
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing to do
Love in the middle of an afternoon
Just me and my spike in my arm and my spoon
Feel the warmth of the sun and the moon
But I don't care 'bout you
And I've got nothing...
I think I'm in love (probably just hungry)
Think I'm your friend (probably just lonely)
Think you got me in a spin now (probably just turning)
Think I'm a fool for you (probably just learning)
Think that I can rock and roll (probably just twisting)
Think I wanna tell the world (probably ain't listening)
Come on...
Think I can fly (probably just falling)
Think I'm the life and soul (probably just snorting)
Think I can hit the mark (probably just aiming)
Think my name is on your lips (probably complaining)
Think that I have got it bad (probably contageous)
Think that I'm a winner baby (probably Las Vegas)
Come on...
Think I'm alive (probably just breathing)
Think you stole my heart now baby (probably just stealing)
Think I'm on fire (probably just smoking)
Think that I'm your dream girl (probably just dreaming)
Think I'm the best (probably like all the rest)
Think that I could be your man (oh, probably just think you can)
Come on...
I think I'm in love, I think I'm in love
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