All Posts from Noviembre, 2005
I smiled in knowing I’d be back one day
Noviembre 27th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »
Rufus Wainwright – In a graveyard
Wandering properties of death
Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles
We did rest
Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath
Worldly sounds of endless warring
Were for just a moment silent stars
Worldly boundaries of dying
Were for just a moment never ours
All was new
Just as the black horizons blue
Then along the bending path away
I smiled in knowing I’d be back one day
Yo quiero morir escuchando esta canción, sin derramar ni una sola lágrima…
Now my heart has no home
Noviembre 26th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »
The Black Heart Procession – Heart Without a Home
Fear light the way – you came and went
you held it close to your heart
don’t take the wires from my back,
I can’t move on my own
once held so close, now my heart has no home
so long – It’s been so long
will I find my way back home again
I crawled out from the sea, cold and alone
there were sounds all through the night,
as I ran and now silence fills the air
as the years flood my mind
once held so close, now my heart has no home
Simplemente genial… increible piano…
She’s the coolest girl you think you ever met
Noviembre 26th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »
The Raveonettes: Love in a trascan
If you touch that girl
You know it’s okay
People say she’s a whore anyway
I think she looks like a nice vamp
Looking for love in a trashcan
If you kiss that girl you won’t be caught dead
She’s the coolest girl you think you ever met
I think she fits right into my life
On the road till the end of time
Now the time is right and you feel the need
To go down low and receive a treat
The jukebox churns out songs about sex
Come on baby you’re my best fix
There are different names for the same things
Noviembre 25th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »
Death Cab For Cutie: Different names for the same things
Alone on a train aimless in wonder
An outdated map crumbled in my pocket
But I didn’t care where I was going
‘Cause they’re all different names for the same place.
The coast disappeared when the sea drown the sun
And I knew no words to share it with anyone
The boundaries of language I quietly cursed
And all the different names for the same thing.
There are different names for the same things
There are different names for the same things…
Nihilismo en forma de pop…
You are the only one
Noviembre 24th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »
The Subways: Rock’n Roll Queen
You are the sun,
You are the only one,
My heart is blue,
My heart is blue for you
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
You are the sun,
You are the only one,
You are so cool,
You are so rock & roll
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
You are the sun,
You are the only one,
You are so cool,
You are so rock & roll
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen
Be my, be my, be my little rock & roll queen.
Don’t think you’re the first
Noviembre 24th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »
The Coral – Don’t think you’re the first
Don’t think you’re the first
In the whole universe
To follow your heart
Or gaze at the stars
To stare at the night
To the clear daylight
Don’t think you’re the first
In the whole universe
To feel sorrow or shame
As you walk in the rain
Yes I love you or I wouldn’t tell you
In the whole universe
To be caught in the act
Numbered and wrecked
Put in your place
Made to feel like a fake
Don’t think you’re the first
In the whole universe
To be untouched by the time
Think you’re one of the kind
Do I love you?
Yes I love you or i wouldn’t tell you
So don’t think you’re the first
Don’t think you’re the first
In the whole universe
To dance with the light
From the meak to the might
As the birds in the trees
Sing their sweet melodies
Don’t think you’re the first
In the whole universe
To hear a thousand violins
As the trial begins
Do I love you?
Yes I love you or I wouldn’t tell you
So don’t think you’re the last
To be tied to the mast
While you watch from afar
As your world falls apart
You hang on for help
But the rest help themselves
Don’t think you’re the last
To be tied to the past
While you future’s controled
While the present untold
Do I love you?
Yes I love you or I wouldn’t tell you
So don’t think you’re the first
Marlango y Solina
Noviembre 18th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »Hoy se han juntado la publicación de dos críticas, la de Marlango con Supernovapop, y la de Solina con TheBelleMusic.
Marlango – Automatic Imperfection
Solina – Suite
Me llaman el desaparecido…
Noviembre 15th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | 3 Comments »MODIFICADA
Roisin Murphy
Noviembre 13th, 2005 | By Natxo Sobrado in Uncategorized | No Comments »Ya publicaron en Supernovapop la crítica que hice del último disco de Roisin Murphy
