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Radiohead – Creep

Radiohead - CreepEs curioso que una de mis canciones favoritas de Radiohead sea su primer sencillo: Creep (1992). Eso sí, es triste de narices. De hecho, la BBC Radio 1 no apostó inicialmente por ella porque decía que era depresiva. Total, sólo por decir que es un arrastrado y un rarito… cómo son ;-). Creo que es el mayor éxito de la banda y cuenta con numerosas versiones. De entre ellas me quedaré con la que suele hacer Damien Rice junto a su Blower’s Daughter (canción que inauguró este blog y que tanto gusta a MaY).

El vídeo que os he puesto pertenece a la versión «light» en la que dicen: «you’re so very special aunque en la original era you’re so fucking special (menudas censuras…).

Letra:

When you were here before
Could’nt look you in the eye
You’re just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You’re so very special

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But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

I dont care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I’m not around
You’re so very special
I wish I was special

[estribillo]

She’s running out again,
She’s running out
She’s run run run running out…

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You’re so very special
I wish I was special…

[estribillo]

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Citizen Cope – Sideways

Citizen CopeEsta canción la descubrí dentro de la banda sonora de la serie Scrubs. Una serie de humor pero que siempre tiene un toque de tristeza. Citizen Cope es el seudónimo de Clarence Greenwood, todo un hombre orquesta que toca la guitarra, el piano, compone, es DJ, … Podéis también encontrar esta canción en el álbum Shaman de Carlos Santana, en la que acompaña a Clarence con la guitarra.

Letra:

You know it ain’t easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
There’s no words to describe it
In French or in English

Because, diamonds they fade
And flowers they bloom
And I’m telling you

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That these feelings won’t go away
They’ve been knocking me sideways
They’ve been knocking me out, babe
Whenever you come around me

These feelings won’t go away
They’ve been knocking me sideways
I keep thinking in a moment that
Time will take them away
But these feelings won’t go away

These feelings won’t go away

It ain’t easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
there’s no words to describe it
In French or in English

Because diamonds they fade
flowers they bloom
I’m telling you

[estribillo]

These feelings won’t go away
These feelings won’t go away

Diamonds they fade
Flowers they bloom
I’m telling you
I’m telling you

Diamonds they fade
Flowers they bloom
I’m telling you
I’m telling you

[estribillo]

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OK Go – Here It Goes Again

Ok GoLa canción seleccionada para hoy me pone las pilas, pero sobre todo me quedo con el videoclip. Simplemente genial y con muy pocos elementos. Los integrantes de este grupo norteamericano son muy (y recalco lo de muy) peculiares. Eso sí, son una banda muy dospuntoceril. Tienen un blog, hacen podcasts, tienen una galería de fotos montada con imágenes de Flickr que han subido sus fans con la etiqueta okgo. E incluso cuentan con un juego en flash en el que tienes que correr por la autopista para rescatarles de un secuestro (no os perdáis los textos que acompañan al juego).

Letra:

It could be ten, but then again, I can’t remember half an hour since a quarter to four.
Throw on your clothes, the second side of Surfer Rosa, and you leave me with my jaw on the floor.
Hey!

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Just when you think you’re in control,
just when you think you’ve got a hold,
just when you get on a roll,
Oh here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes again.
I should have known,
should have known,
should have known again,
But here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes again.

It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of reserve.
Now through the lines of the cheap venetian blinds your car is pulling off of the curb.
Hey!

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I guess there’s got to be a break in the monotony, but Jesus, when it rains how it pours.
Throw on your clothes, the second side of Surfer Rosa, and you leave me, yeah, you leave me.
Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.
Oh here it goes again.
I should have known, should have known,
should have known again,
but here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes, here it goes.
Oh here it goes again.
I should have known, should have known,
but here it goes again.
Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it, Oh here it goes
I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have, I should have known
Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.
Oh here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes again.

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Rufus Wainwright – Going To A Town

Rufus Wainwright - Going to a townSi ayer teníamos a Marta (su hermana), hoy se pasea por este blog Rufus Wainwright: un provocador nato con un estilo muy característico. Yo descubrí a este artista en la BSO de El diario de Bridget Jones junto a Dido interpretando I Eat Dinner. La voz me resultó peculiar pero no fue hasta que sacó su disco en 2007 Release the Stars, cuando me picó la curiosidad. Y fruto de esa curiosidad viene mi recomendación de hoy: una crítica inteligente a su lugar de origen.

Letra:

I’m going to a town that has already been burnt down
I’m going to a place that has already been disgraced
I’m gonna see some folks who have already been let down
I’m so tired of America

I’m gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times
I’m gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
They never really seem to want to tell the truth
I’m so tired of you, America

Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’ve got a life to lead, America
I’ve got a life to lead

Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved?
Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you’ve done is good
I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I’m so tired of America

I really need to know
I may just never see you again, or might as well
You took advantage of a world that loved you well
I’m going to a town that has already been burnt down
I’m so tired of you, America

Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’ve got a life to lead, America
I’ve got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that’s all I need

Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’m going to a town
That has already been burnt down

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Snow Patrol – Set Fire To The Third Bar

Snow Patrol - Set Fire To The Third BarSnow Patrol es otra banda imprescindible en mi panorama musical. Iba a poner su éxito más conocido (y que a mí me sigue poniendo los pelos de punta): Chasing Cars. Pero como ya está más que oído, me desmarco con esta canción en la que comparten micrófono con Martha Wainwright (sí, sí, la hermanísima de Rufus Wainwright, otro que se pasará pronto por este blog).

Podéis encontrar esta colaboración dentro de su último álbum: Eyes Open (2006).

Letra:

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you’d be
It’s only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place
where I’d find your face
My finger in creases
of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I’ve found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

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I’m miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We’d set the fire to the third bar
We’d share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids

And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can’t keep in

[estribillo]

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