{"id":1598,"date":"2010-04-28T00:33:55","date_gmt":"2010-04-27T22:33:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/?p=1598"},"modified":"2010-04-28T00:35:33","modified_gmt":"2010-04-27T22:35:33","slug":"ghinzu-blow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/ghinzu-blow\/","title":{"rendered":"Ghinzu &#8211; Blow"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/ghinzu.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"ghinzu\" width=\"200\" height=\"200\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1599\" style=\"margin: 0pt 10px 5px 0pt\" align=\"left\" srcset=\"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/ghinzu.jpg 200w, http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/ghinzu-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/>Vicente me descubre a un grupo belga con nombre de cuchillos de teletienda: <strong>Ghinzu<\/strong>. Llevo toda la semana escuchando sus discos (bendito Spotify que nos permite acceder a lo bueno y a lo malo) y tengo dos canciones marcadas: <em>The Dragster Wave<\/em> y <em>Blow<\/em> (ambas recogidas en el \u00e1lbum Blow, 2004). <\/p>\n<p>Con cierto aire a Muse, me he decantado por Blow simple y llanamente porque este directo es monumental. La tensi\u00f3n que se desata al inicio es digna de la mejor banda sonora.<\/p>\n<p><object width=\"480\" height=\"385\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/34FtVa0517g&#038;hl=es_ES&#038;fs=1&#038;\"><\/param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><\/param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/34FtVa0517g&#038;hl=es_ES&#038;fs=1&#038;\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"480\" height=\"385\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p>Letra:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>You are sent to take<br \/>\nEvery time I fall<br \/>\nEvery piece of me<\/p>\n<p>You are my faith<br \/>\nYou are my faith<br \/>\nTo tell me who I am<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes you&#8217;re the crowd<br \/>\nscreaming too loud<br \/>\ntelling me what I&#8217;m not<\/p>\n<p>When tugging me all the time<br \/>\nI know you&#8217;re out there<br \/>\nEvery sun that breaks<br \/>\nIs a ticket to the show<\/p>\n<p>Did you ever know<br \/>\nThere&#8217;s a light inside your bones<br \/>\nThe hope that you can&#8217;t hide<br \/>\nand it teases you every night<\/p>\n<p>And you don&#8217;t understand<br \/>\nglaring at the light<br \/>\nSitting like a dog<br \/>\nIn your ordinary life<\/p>\n<p>Why you&#8217;re so paralyzed<br \/>\nWhy don&#8217;t you spit it out<br \/>\nComing on your face<br \/>\nOh yeah<\/p>\n<p>Feel me<br \/>\nFeel you<br \/>\nOne life<br \/>\nOne shot<br \/>\nOne love<br \/>\nNow you&#8217;re a mannequin<\/p>\n<p>Candy<br \/>\nCane gun<br \/>\nMicro<br \/>\nBrain waves<br \/>\nRemote<br \/>\nControled white man<\/p>\n<p>High speed<br \/>\nDefcon<br \/>\nMental<br \/>\nGang bang<br \/>\nBlack out<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re not the dragster man<\/p>\n<p>Would you tell me who you are right now<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t tell me you don&#8217;t know<br \/>\n&#8216;cause I know<br \/>\nEvery piece of you that breaks<br \/>\nEverytime you lie<br \/>\nEvery time you say you&#8217;re fine<\/p>\n<p>I guess<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s time for you to get use to you<\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t tell me you don&#8217;t know<br \/>\n&#8216;cause I know<br \/>\n&#8216;cause I know<\/p>\n<p>Please take me somewhere we can hide,<br \/>\nsomewhere we can dance the boogie<br \/>\nPlease bring me something<br \/>\nPlease give me something<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.ghinzu.com\/\">P\u00e1gina Oficial<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Vicente me descubre a un grupo belga con nombre de cuchillos de teletienda: Ghinzu. Llevo toda la semana escuchando sus discos (bendito Spotify que nos permite acceder a lo bueno y a lo malo) y tengo dos canciones marcadas: The Dragster Wave y Blow (ambas recogidas en el \u00e1lbum Blow, 2004). Con cierto aire a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,16],"tags":[339,13,451,6,454],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1598"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1598"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1598\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1604,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1598\/revisions\/1604"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1598"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1598"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/loretahur.net\/silencio\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1598"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}