canciones dedicadas a madres

Si es que tengo un sentido del humor bastante censurable...

lo reconozco.

Pues las Vulpess hoy en día son todas unas amatxus, así que no es una elección desacertada

No puedo ver los vídeos y no sé sí sé ha puesto pero mama said dd metallica es una preciosidad

Smashing Pumpkins - Once Upon a Time

Tori Amos - Playboy Mommy

Suicidal Tendencies - I Saw Your Mommy

Yesterday, as I went out of the house
I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse
Lying face down in the sewer
I got up closer and realized that I knew her
All her organs coming from her inside
Slashed up skin sliced up hide
Turned her over and saw the tire tracks on her head
That's when I realized she was dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

Twisted body chopped off feet
Her body was minced meat
Bugs crawling on her arms
She's dead, can't do no harm
Gnarled up legs, broken and bent
Her last breath has been spent

I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I watched her as she bled
Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet
I took a picture cause I thought it was neat
But the thing I like seeing the best
Was the rodents using her hair as a nest
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead

I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead
I saw her lying in a pool of red
I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see
Your dead mommy lying in front of me
I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor
I hope she dies twenty times more
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead
I saw your mommy and your mommy is dead

zorionak!!

Una pena que Roland Jaccard y su madre no escriban canciones : https://leblogderolandjaccard.com/2016/05/28/ces-immondes-salopes-une-celebration-de-la-fete-des-meres/

"Elle considérait les mères comme d’immondes salopes, inconscientes du mal dont elles étaient responsables en perpétuant la vie. Par ailleurs, elle exécrait les enfants. (Ella consideraba a las madres como zorras inmundas, inconscientes del mal que hacían al perpetuar la vida. Por otro lado, odiaba a los niños.)

Elle  ne reculait devant rien, se demandant seulement comment elle avait pu être assez sotte pour procréer. C’est le principal héritage que je lui dois. (No reculaba ante nada, solo se preguntaba como había podido ser tan tonta como para procrear. Es el principal legado que le debo.)"

El mismo Roland Jaccard (amigo de Alice Cooper, por cierto) cita a Tony Duvert en uno de sus libros : "Si existiera un tribunal de Nuremberg para los crímenes en tiempos de paz, tendrían que desfilar por allí nueve de cada diez madres."

Aristóteles, de forma escueta, ya lo decía : "La única felicidad consiste en no nacer."

Por favor, os habéis dejado uno de los temas básicos en los primeros años del Rock and Roll. Uno de los que más contribuyeron a la popularización del género.



Por cierto que le obsesión de Elvis por su madre fue determinante durante toda su carrera, especialmente al principio. En alguna biografía he leído que nunca se ha hubiera dedicado a la música de no ser por ella.

Days de los Kinks

Holiday - Nazareth

Drinkin' my wine, makes me feel fine,
Gonna have me a holiday
Poorman's party, rich man's daughter,
Gettin' hotter and hotter.

She's pushin' way too hard
I don't want any part of her way
Drinkin' my wine, makes me feel fine,
Gonna have me a holiday.

It's a holiday, it's a holiday

Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don't want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don't want to be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don't know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands

Drinkin' my wine, wastin' my time
Hidin' out in my rented dream
Lookin' for attention
A cover story mention in
Life magazine
Ask the chauffeur who he knows
Numbers he's got, lots of those.

Drinkin' my wine, spendin' my time
Tryin' to run from this halloween.

It's a holiday, it's a holiday

Mama, mama, please no more jaguars
I don't want to be a pop star
Mama, mama, please no more deckhands
I don't wanna be a sailor man
Mama, mama, please no more facelifts
I just don't know which one you is
Mama, mama, please no more husbands
I don't know who my daddy is.

It's a holiday, it's a holiday

Han borrado la que puse en su día, que creo que fue ésta:

Arno - Les Yeux De Ma Mère

Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow
Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window
That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star
And lying underneath a brand-new Japanese guitar

I remember in the morning, ma, hearing your alarm clock ring
I'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work
The sound of your makeup case on the sink
And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirts
And how proud and happy you always looked walking home from work

If pa's eyes were windows into a world so deadly and true
You couldn't stop me from looking but you kept me from crawlin' through
And if it's a funny old world, mama, where a little boy's wishes come true
Well I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for you

It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a mother's day card
It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard
I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glance
We'll find us a little rock 'n roll bar and baby we'll go out and dance

Well it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pants
Pullin' me up of the couch to do the twist for my uncles and aunts
Well I found a girl of my own now, ma, I popped the question on your birthday
She stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out there
And say what it was that I had to say

Last night we all sat around laughing at the things that guitar brought us
And I layed awake thinking 'bout the other things it's brought us
Well tonight I'm takin's requests here in the kitchen
This one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say it
It's overdue, but baby, if you're looking for a sad song, well I ain't gonna play it

Hymn to her de Pretenders

Cerró un capítulo de Dr. en Alaska, se me saltaban las lágrimas
Baby blues es el capítulo, que lo acabo de mirar