Libro MÚSICA ALTERNATIVA. Un libro sobre la nostalgia noventera, ese bucle del foro

Muy bien esta película francesa. Os la recomiendo.

Si os gusta París y sois un poco desastre, o un mucho, no os la podéis perder.

colorista escribió:La chica del pelo raro.

Vale, hablabas de La Niña del Pelo Raro, el libro de relatos de David Foster Wallace.

Con lo de chica me habías despistado por completo. Pensaba que era alguna anécdota

Un poco de locura

Preparando la cena

Radio Blai emitiendo desde Nashville.

Mucho ánimo!

Todo va a salir bien!

Oh! No había visto esto de los Muppets!!! Con el subidón que llevaba la noche del sábado tras el encuentro con César y Mafia Boy, me hubiera explotado la cabeza (para bien)

Ayer tuvimos a un irlandés cantando desde Nashville. Hoy emitimos directamente desde Cork.

Mucho ánimo Blai! No estás sola

Espero que te gusten las canciones de hoy. Programación pensada para animarte la mañana.

Spoiler:

Me hace gracia que estas sean dos de mis canciones del 2016.

Dios tiene un sentido del humor muy negro jajaja

Preciosa esta versión de los Stones

¡ Gracias !

Blai escribió:¡ Gracias !

Gracias a tí!

Gran canción

Por cierto, la canción me ha recordado a esta otra. Por la letra


I LIE WHEN I DRINK

Oh I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
Don't believe me when I've had a few.
Oh I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
I only drink when I'm missin you.

I walk in the bartender rolls his eyes.
At the same time the waitress, she just smiles.
He's heard the truth about you
She's heard it too but slightly skewed
I had lied I broke your heart in two.

Oh I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
Don't belive me when I've had a few.
Oh I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
I only drink when i'm missin you.

At closin' time I'm the last one out the door.
I tip that waitress, that bartender I ignore.
I yell "I'm never comin' back!" That always makes them laugh.
They know me, I won't keep my word.

Cause' I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
Don't believe me when I've had a few.
Oh I lie when I drink, and I drink a lot,
I only drink when I'm missin you.
I only drink when I'm missin you.

Adoro a Dale Watson...

Esta versión de Mark Lanegan con Soul Savers de No Expectations también me gusta mucho. Recordaba haber escuchado esta canción con su voz pero no sabía en que disco.

Os la recomiendo. La estrenan el 20 de enero.

Tenía muchas ganas de verla por la pareja protagonista. Y por el director (Blue Valentine y The Place Beyond the Pines).

Con estos dos videos es como tenerles tocando ahí en tu habitación

Esta también mola mucho. Menos casera, ya nos hemos bajado al bar

Una preciosidad de canciones.
Un gran descubrimiento para mí Dylan Walshe.
Qué barbaridad.

Blai escribió:Una preciosidad de canciones.
Un gran descubrimiento para mí Dylan Walshe.
Qué barbaridad.

Cómo me alegro!

Mañana nos vamos a una ciudad preciosa

Hoy nos vamos a Nueva Orleans de la mano de Luke Winslow-King y Meschiya Lake and The Little Big Horns!

Buenos días Blai!

Mucho ánimo y espero que te gusten las canciones

Esa versión de Miss Otis Regrets de Cole Porter es de las que convierten un jueves en viernes!

Feliz día a todos!!!

Y aquí están los dos juntos.

Hoy tenemos para todos los gustos. Chico guapo, chica guapa, blues del Delta, rock, swing, jazz, ragtime, folk...

Para que todo el mundo se vaya contento. Y además buenas noticias desde Radio Blai, Meschiya Lake está embarazada y va a tener un bebé que nacerá en breve, en enero  

Todo va a salir bien! Mucho ánimo!  

Se nos olvidaba dejar propina. Que el Gumbo, los cangrejos y los buñuelos estaban muy ricos.

Siempre me ha fascinado Meschiya Lake desde que la descubriera en las páginas del Popu.

colorista escribió:Siempre me ha fascinado Meschiya Lake desde que la descubriera en las páginas del Popu.

Pues vamos a tener una mini Meschiya en breve

Qué bien, a Nueva Orleans !!

Yeah !!

Hoy en Radio Blai...

Nos vamos a Marte!

Homenaje a David Bowie!!!

Ya sabía que le ibamos a echar de menos, pero no me imaginaba cuánto

Bueno, en realidad nos vamos primero a Pennsylvania y luego a Michigan, pero ya sabéis como es esto de la música, en cuanto le deis al play de la primera canción estaremos todos en Marte con Bowie.

Todas dedicadas a Bowie y a Blai!!!


TAKE ME I'M YOURS

I'd do anything for you or to you
I'm a fool for you dear fantasy
I would love you to use me, amuse me
I'm chained to your insanity
Any day you could buy me or tie me up
A slave to your perversity
Refuse me diffuse me
To the corners of the galaxy

Take me I'm yours
Take me take me I'm yours
Take me I'm yours
Take me I'm yours

Baby you just amaze me and daze me
You're the blind spot in my consciousness
C'mon and forsake me and break me
And drink the blood of my obsessiveness
Make me cry out and die out
Of love for this world's fallacy
Refuse me diffuse me
To the corners of the galaxy
Take it out on me baby, I'm ready
For your troubles I'm expedient
You're the master, c'mon faster
To your nature I'm obedient
Take your torch and burn me and turn me over
And over in your dreams of Godliness
And if you think of me ever, just remember
I did it all for your eternal rest

Algo que mola mucho de Jobriath, además de su música y su imagen, es que se llama como Batman. Su nombre real es Bruce Wayne!


HEARTBEAT

You're a voice
on the street
You're the faces
that I meet
All day my life
is keeping time
time with your heartbeat
time with your heartbeat
every day.

It's no use
to run and hide
You'll be running running running
By my side
All day my life
Is keeping time
Time with your heartbeat
Time with your heartbeat every day.

Like children we have laughed
and played the game you and me
But have you seen me cry?
Once I believe I saw you dying yet you still remain
To me the same mystery
Only closer
Much closer
To my heart
And so you see
I couldn't let you
Leave me be
All day my life
is keeping time
Time with your heartbeat
Time with your heartbeat every day

All day my life...ahhh...
is keeping time
time with your heartbeat
time with your heartbeat every day.

Seguimos con más extraterrestres. Músicos de otro planeta. Qué grande John Grant.


OUTER SPACE

I still don't know what I'm looking at
'Cause I've never seen anything like this before.
I have a friend who's an astronomer,
And he says he cannot help me
'Cause he doesn't have a clue.

I think that you must be from outer space
Maybe from somewhere beyond the stars.
I think you must be extraterrestrial
'Cause you can open up the heavens for me
With just one smile, just one smile, just one smile.

What is that sound coming out of your mouth
(Cause I've never heard anything like that before)?
It sounds like a language from another galaxy.
I wanna thank you 'cause you opened the door.

I think that you must be from outer space--
Maybe from somewhere beyond the stars.
I think you must be extraterrestrial
'Cause you can open up the heavens for me
With just one smile, just one smile, just one smile.

Se viene a Marte con nosotros!


I WANNA GO TO MARZ

Bittersweet Strawberry, Marshmallow, Butterscotch
Polar Bear, Cashew, Dixieland, Phosphate, Chocolate
Lime, Tuttifrutti, Special Raspberry, Leave it to Me
Three Grace, Scotch Lassie, Cherry Smash, Lemon Freeze

I want to go to Marz where Green Rivers flow
And your Sweet Sixteen is waiting for you after the show
I want to go to Marz, you'll meet the Gold Dust Twins tonight
You'll get your heart's desire, I will meet you under the lights

Golden Champagne, Juicy Grapefruit, Lucky Monday
High School Football, Hot Fudge, Buffalo, Tulip Sundae
Almond Caramel Frappe, Pineapple, Root Beer
Black and White, Big Apple, Henry Ford, Sweetheart, Maple Tear

I want to go to Marz where Green Rivers flow
And your Sweet Sixteen is waiting for you after the show
I want to go to Marz, you'll meet the Gold Dust Twins tonight
You'll get your heart's desire, I will meet you under the lights

Esta canción de John Grant siempre me ha parecido muy Nick Cave, me encantaría que hiciese una versión con los Bad Seeds.


WHERE DREAMS GO TO DIE

Your beauty is unstoppable; your confidence unspeakable.
I know you know I know you know that I know that you know.
I'm willing to do anything to get attention from you, dear,
Even though I don't have anything that I could bargain with.

This is like a well-oiled machine. Could I please see that smile again?
It's all that makes me feel that I am living in this world
I see you closing all the doors. I see the walls as they go up
I know it's what you have to do. I'd probably do the same thing, too, my dear.

Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I regret the day your lovely carcass caught my eye.
Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I've got to get away. I don't want to, but I have to try.
Oh, baby!

You have to play your part, my dear. I've written it all down for you.
It doesn't matter if the things you say to me aren't true.
Just do it then I'll let you go. Just say the words and say them slowly.
I promise I'll tell no one. Yes, I cross my heart and hope to die

Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I regret the day your lovely carcass caught my eye.
Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I've got to get away. I don't want to, but I have to try.
Oh, baby!

Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I regret the day your lovely carcass caught my eye.
Baby, you're where dreams go to die.
I've got to get away. I don't want to, but I have to try.
Oh, baby!

Oh, baby!
Oh, baby!
Oh, baby, please!

Y ahora vamos con un par de películas que no pueden ser más Bowie.


WICKED LITTLE TOWN

Forgive me,
For I did not know.
'Cause I was just a boy
And you were so much more

Than any god could ever plan,
More than a woman or a man.
And now I understand how much I took from you:
That, when everything starts breaking down,
You take the pieces off the ground
And show this wicked town
something beautiful and new.

You think that Luck
Has left you there.
But maybe there's nothing
up in the sky but air.

And there's no mystical design,
No cosmic lover preassigned.
There's nothing you can find
that can not be found.
'Cause with all the changes
you've been through
It seems the stranger's always you.
Alone again in some new
Wicked little town.

So when you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town.
Oh it's a wicked, little town.
Goodbye, wicked little town.

Esta canción y esta letra es maravillosa.


MIDNIGHT RADIO

Rain falls hard
Burns dry
A dream
Or a song
That hits you so hard
Filling you up
And suddenly gone
Breath Feel Love
Give Free
Know in your soul
Like your blood knows the way
From your heart to your brain
Know that you're whole
And you're shining
Like the brightest star
A transmission
On the midnight radio
And you're spinning
Like a 45
Ballerina
Dancing to your rock and roll
Here's to Patti
And Tina
And Yoko
Aretha
And Nona
And Nico
And me
And all the strange rock and rollers
You know you're doing all right
So hold on to each other
You gotta hold on tonight
And you're shining
Like the brightest stars
A transmission
On the midnight radio
And you're spinning
Your new 45's
All the misfits and the losers
Well,you know you're rock and rollers
Spinning to your rock and roll
Lift up your hands

Y terminamos con Bowie y Bolan juntos!

Y una grabación perdida del 73 de Jean Genie!

Mucho ánimo Blai! Y feliz viernes!

Gracias !! Cómo me gustan Bolan y Bowie !!
Iré escuchando

Buenos días!

Hoy en Radio Blai nos vamos a París de la mano de Paul Burch, uno de nuestros cantantes favoritos.

Feliz Sábado Blai. Y mucho ánimo! No estás sola!


TO PARIS (WITH REGRETS)

Oh I'll never will see Paris, but I hear you're living there
Won't you tell me what I missed
Put in it a kiss and a letter that you sent from there
I hope it gets here soon, cause I won't live another moon
If that's Jesus with my bells, tell him to keep knock knocking till I get my mail
From Paris ...

Oh I'll never will see Paris, I'll walk the Pal de Rue
The closest that I came, was the scent of the lilies in your perfume
Oh, how they fill the room, while I was staring at the wall
When you had me on the floor, rubbing my back with alcohol
From Paris ...

If Paris is a place with no worries or pain, put my photo in your pocket
Throw my soul in the sands, wherever it may flow
High above or down below
On a starry night, set me free, all that ain't love
Have mercy on me

All I wish I could play Paris, at bricktops Monaco
Drink all night at the Rue town
With the Poets and Painters at Moncanas
And wherever man, New York or woodland
There'll be some fine little mama
Right there [?] believe it man
In Paris...

If I went to Paris, what you think that I'll find
A whole lot of women like you, who ain't never satisfied
Or is it like Texas, where the Horizon never falls
And the nights are long, and my soul is free
Hmm, if that ain't love, have mercy on me

Oh I'll never will see Paris, but I hear you're living there
Won't you tell me what I missed
Put in it a kiss and a letter that you sent from there
I hope it gets here soon, I won't live another moon
I heard Jesus with my bell
Tell him to keep knock knocking till I get my mail
From Paris...
From Paris, whoo

Muy romántica la música de este hombre.

E ideal para bailar

Aquí os dejo un par de canciones más.

Para que podáis seguir bailando. Todas dedicadas a Blai! Yeah!

Y ya que estamos de buen humor después de bailar es el momento de escuchar a Amanda Shires. Vaya talento el de esta chica.

El violín le da a sus canciones un toque irlandés que me gusta mucho. Grandes canciones y grandes letras. Os dejo todas las letras que encuentre de sus canciones.


THE WAY IT DIMMED

This is how I think about you
A parade of images I never finish sorting through
Your hands laced in my belt loops
I remember the fire and the way it dimmed
As a fire will sometimes do

Closer was never close enough
At closing time, we watched the lights and the sun come up
You begged me to stay
You fell asleep and I slipped away
I remember the fire and the way it dimmed
As a fire will sometimes do

You begged me to stay
You fell asleep and I slipped away
I remember the fire and the way it dimmed
As a fire will sometimes do

Flashback, your headlights across the lawn
You are the thing I'm always thinking that I lost
Your fingerprints are still burned into my skin
And I remember the fire and the way it dimmed
As a fire will sometimes do