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Obadiah Parker – Hey Ya

obadiahEn estos días de manifiestos y leyes de economía sostenible kinder (con regalo sorpresa dentro), me quedo con este ejemplo que muestra el potencial de Internet para promocionarse, sin grandes apoyos de multinacionales.

Obadiah Parker es un cantautor de Nashville que tiene su página web, sube sus actuaciones a youtube, vende sus discos con paypal, tiene sus canciones en MySpace. Y gracias a esto, mediante twitter descubrí esta estupenda versión del Hey Ya de OutKast.

Letra:

My baby don’t mess around
Because she loves me so
And this I know for shooo..
Uh, But does she really wanna
But can’t stand to see me
Walk out the dooor..

Don’t try to fight the feelin’
Because the thought alone is killing me right now..
Uh, thank god for mom and dad
For sticking two together
‘Cause we don’t know how…

[estribillo]
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya
Hey Ya

You think you’ve got it
Oh, you think you’ve got it
But got it just don’t get it
Till’ there’s nothing at

We get together
Oh, we get together
But seperate’s always better when there’s feelings
Involved

If what they say is «Nothing is forever»
Then what makes, Then what makes, Then what makes
Then what makes, Then what makes love?
Love exception
So why you, why you
Why you, why you, why you are we so in denial
When we know we’re not happy here

[estribillo]

Hey, alright now
Alright now fellas
Now what’s cooler than bein’ cool?
I can’t hear ya’
I say what’s cooler than bein’ cool?
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, Ok now ladies
And we gon’ break this thing down in just a few seconds
Now don’t have me break this thang down for nothin’
Now I wanna see y’all on y’all baddest behavior
Lend me some sugar, I am your neighbor ahh here we go!
Shake it, shake, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, shake, shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it like a Polaroid Picture, shake it, shake it
Shh you got to, shake it, shh shake it, shake it, got to shake it
Shake it like a Polaroid Picture

[estribillo]

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rock

Morrissey – Irish Blood, English Heart

morrisseyEl ex-cantante de The Smiths tiene el corazón partido (aún más que Alejandro Sanz ;-)) entre Irlanda (tierra natal de sus padres y por tanto, la sangre que corre por sus venas) e Inglaterra (lugar donde nació y creció). Así que esta era la canción ideal para volver a la carga tras siete años de silencio. Si bien la había tocado en muchos directos, no fue hasta 2004 que aparición en su disco You Are the Quarry.

Una vez contundente y con personalidad que da grandes giros durante esta melodía. Ha pasado ya a ser todo un himno pero sin pertenecer a ninguna nación 🙂

Letra:

Irish blood, English heart, This I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me

I’ve been dreaming of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, Racist or partial

Irish blood, English heart, This I’m made of
There is no one on earth I’m afraid of
And I will die with both of my hands untied

I’ve been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death of Labour, And Tories
And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line that still salute him,
And will salute him forever.

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electrónica soul

The Source & Candi Staton – You Got The Love

You Got The LoveEl otro día, escuchando el disco debut de Florence + The Machine, una canción me sonaba especialmente. Y era esta versión de You Got The Love. Si os gustaba el programa de televisión Planeta Finito (famosos recorriendo ciudades del mundo), conoceréis de sobra esta melodía, pues era la cabecera del mismo.

Pero yo me sigo quedando con el remix que hizo The Source junto a la voz de Candi Staton, una cantante soul que brilló con fuerza en la época de los 70 y que volvió a la escena en 1991 con esta canción. La versión original fue escrita en 1986 por Anthony B. Stephens, Arnecia Michelle Harris y John Bellamy. Un poco de ritmo para terminar la semana.

Letra:

Sometimes I feel like
Throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying
Lord I just don’t care
But you’ve got the love I need
To see me through

Sometimes it seems that
The going is just too rough
And things go wrong
No matter what I do
Now and then I feel
That life is just too much
But you’ve got the love
I need to see me through

Sometimes I feel like
Throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying
Lord I just don’t care
But you’ve got the love I need
To see me through

Time after time
I say oh Lord whats the use
Time after time
I say this just won’t do, but
Sooner or later in life the things you love you loose,
Just like before I know i’ll call on you

Occasionally
my thoughts are brave and friends are few
Occasionally
I cry out Lord what must I do
Occasionally
I call up Master make me new
You’ve got the love
I need to see me through

Sometimes I feel like
Throwing my hands up in the air
I know I can count on you
Sometimes I feel like saying
Lord I just don’t care
But you’ve got the love I need
To see me through

You got the love
You got the love
You got the love

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grunge rock

The Presidents of the United States of America – Lump

presidentsNo es Obama, ni Bush. Ni siquiera Reagan (que era el más coqueto). Los auténticos presidentes de Estados Unidos son unos chicos de Seatle que llevan en el poder desde 1993. Eso sí, han tenido unos cuantos altibajos durante su carrera, con múltiples separaciones y un buen lío con la discográfica Columbia Records cuando ésta editó en el 2000 el disco recopilatorio Lump sin el consentimiento de la banda.

Un poquito de ritmo para el martes con esta canción que es ya un clásico (a la par que viejuna: apareció en su disco debut). No os podéis perder las parodias que se han hecho de ella.

Letra:

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump’s pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas

[estribillo]
She’s lump, she’s lump
She’s in my head
She’s lump, she’s lump, she’s lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the ones she got were sort of rotten and insane
Small thing’s so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rocking out with the band?

[estribillo]

Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at subsonic speeds

[estribillo]

Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Is this lump out of my head?
I think so
Is this lump out of my head?

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indie soul

Florence + The Machine – Between Two Lungs

florence-and-the-machines-lungFlorence + The Machine es un proyecto de la joven cantante londinense Florence Welch, un animal de escenario con una voz negra poderosa y una energía desbordante.

Esta melodía que combina todo tipo de instrumentos con un estilo elegante y exquisito, está dentro de su disco de debut: Lungs (2009). Me hizo mucha gracia cuando leí una entrevista a Florence en la que comentaba que «compone sus mejores temas cuando está borracha o resacosa; es entonces cuando la música libre y asilvestrada aparece«. Habrá que probar hoy domingo a componer algo 😉

Letra:

Between two lungs it was released
The breath that captured me
The sigh that blew me forward

Cause it was trapped
Trapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs

And my running feet could fly
Each breath screaming
«We are all too young to die»

Between two lungs it was released
The breath that passed from you to me
That flew between us as we slept
That slipped from your mouth into mine
It crept between two lungs
It was released
The breath that passed from you to me
That flew between us as we slept
That slipped from your mouth into mine
It crept

Cause it was trapped
Tapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs

Now all the days of begging
The days of theft
No more gasping for a breath
The air has filled me head-to-toe
And I can see the ground far below
I have this breath
And I hold it tight
And I keep it in my chest
With all my might
I pray to God this breath will last
As it pushes past my lips
As I…

Between two lungs it was released
The breath that passed from you to me

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