Para cerrar este mes escucharemos está rola de Black Sabbath.
Artista: Black Sabbath Álbum: Black Sabbath (1969) Título: N. I. B.
Oh yeah! Some people say my love cannot be true Please believe me, my love, and I'll show you I will give you those things you thought unreal The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal Oh yeah! Follow me now and you will not regret Leaving the life you led before we met You are the first to have this love of mine Forever with me 'till the end of time Your love for me has just got to be real Before you know the way I'm going to feel I'm going to feel I'm going to feel Oh yeah! Now I have you with me, under my power Our love grows stronger now with every hour Look into my eyes, you will see who I am My name is Lucifer, please take my hand Oh yeah! Follow me now and you will not regret leaving the life you led before we met You are the first to have this love of mine Forever with me 'till the end of time Your love for me has just got to be real Before you know the way I'm going to feel I'm going to feel I'm going to feel Oh yeah! Now I have you with me, under my power Our love grows stronger now with every hour Look into my eyes, you will see who I am My name is Lucifer, please take my hand
Hace un par de días que veo vía mail por medio del myspace un título de una banda rifada:::
Tripnotik te invitó a: tripnotik presentado nuevo EP
Evento: tripnotik presentado nuevo EP Hora: November 28, 2008 9:00PM Ubicación: Club dada x , Bolivar 31 segundo piso, centro historico, Mèxico, Distrito Federal
Presentaciòn oficial del EP Blow Your Mind de tripnotik en el club dada x
Pánico de Masas festejando su lX Aniversario Invita
tripnotik Presentaciòn oficial de su EP " Blow Your Mind" Club DaDa x 28/11/08 Bolivar 31, segundo piso Centro Historico. 21hrs $40
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tripnotik / pànico de masas Daesfunka / nùcleoroto Onirismo autòmata / nùcleoroto DJ set The Replicants Mùsicos invitados Via Mushgò
Hoy decidí gastar-comprar este pack para el Rock Band llamado “Paquete The Killers 01” que incluye estas rolas: “Mr. Brightside”, “Smile Like You Mean It” y “Spaceman”, pero revisando el mercado me encuentro que también hay un pack para el Guitar Hero: World Tour que trae lo siguiente: “Losing Touch”, “Human” and “Mr. Brightside” de The Killers. Mmmmmm estoy en un dilema, no se si comprar ambos packs o solo uno de ellos, bueno eso luego lo decidiré.
Del pack para RB veremos este:
Artista: The Killers Álbum: Day & Age (2008) Título: Spaceman
It started with a low light Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed And then they took my blood type They left a strange impression in my head You know that I was hopin' That I could leave this star crossed world behind When they cut me open I guess I changed my mind
And you know I might Have just flown too far from the floor this time Cause they're calling me by my name And they're zipping white light beams Disregarding bombs and satellites To street corners, phones, and satellites Oh that was the turning point, That was one lonely night The star maker says it ain't so bad The dream maker's gonna make you mad The spaceman says, "Everybody look down It's all in your mind"
Well, now I'm back at home And I'm looking forward to this life I live You know it's gonna haunt me So hesitation to this life I give You think you might cross over You're caught between the devil and the deep blue sea You better look it over Before you make that leap
And you know I'm fine But I hear those voices at night Sometimes that justify my claim And the public don't dwell on my transmission Cause it wasn't televised But it was the turning point On a lonely night The star maker says it ain't so bad The dream maker's gonna make you mad The spaceman says, “Everybody look down It's all in your mind”
The star maker says it ain't so bad The dream maker's gonna make you mad The spaceman says, “Everybody look down It's all in your mind”
My global position systems are vocally addressed They say the Nile used to run from East to West They say the Nile used to run from East to West And I'm fine But I hear those voices at night Sometimes
The star maker says it ain't so bad The dream maker's gonna make you mad The spaceman says, “Everybody look down It's all in your mind”
The star maker says it ain't so bad The dream maker's gonna make you mad The spaceman says, “Everybody look down It's all in your mind”
It's all in my mind It's all in my mind It's all in my mind It's all in my mind It's all in my mind It's all in my mind
Del pack para el GH: WT este sonara:
Artista: The Killers Álbum: Day & Age (2008) Título: Human
I did my best to notice When the call came down the line Up to the platform of surrender I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes I get nervous When I see an open door Close your eyes, clear your heart Cut the cord
Are we human or are we dancer? My sign is vital, my hands are cold And I'm on my knees looking for the answer Are we human or are we dancer?
Pay my respects to grace and virtue Send my condolences to good Hear my regards to soul and romance They always did the best they could
And so long to devotion It taught me everything I know Wave goodbye, wish me well You've gotta let me go
Are we human or are we dancer? My sign is vital, my hands are cold And I'm on my knees looking for the answer Are we human or are we dancer?
Will your system be alright When you dream of home tonight There is no message we're receiving Let me know, is your heart still beating?
Are we human or are we dancer? My sign is vital, my hands are cold And I'm on my knees looking for the answer Are we human or are we dancer?
You've gotta let me know
Are we human or are we dancer? My sign is vital, my hands are cold And I'm on my knees looking for the answer Are we human or are we dancer?
Y el tema en común:
Artista: The Killers Álbum: Hot Fuss (2004) Título: Mr. Brightside
I'm coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go
And I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I’m coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go
Cause I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I never... I never... I never... I never..
+Shit, que comprar, yo creo que los 2 serán míos!!!
Siendo las 11.13 [am] mágicamente pasa en una sitonía por last.fm una rola que me encanta y más el vídeo por lo que acontece, quién no a querido/deseado que pasara algo así??
I remember when you tell me thay you found me I luv it Lo!!
As I walked along The supposed golden path I was confronted By a mysterious specter he pointed to the graveyard over on yonder hill I paused in cosmic reflection confused and wondering. Of how I came to die to die... (to fade) Hmmm I was confused For if I was dead how and why did I die? but I composed myself and decided I should face him But I stood paralyzed on the supposed golden path. and I was confronted by a powerful demon force and they said it was the devil and when he spoke his words flowed like glowing lava from the mouth of a volcano and I said help me lord ( to fade) I found myself in some kind of hell but I did not believe in a Heaven and hell world of opposite’s kind of reality and I gained control of myself and I decided to press on and as I walked along the supposed golden path I was trembling with fear all the lions and wizards yet to come. I seen in the distance silver mountains rising high and the clouds and voice from above did whisper some shining answer from the womb. Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you As I walked along Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you As I walked along Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you Please forgive me I never meant to hurt you
A computer screen in the song's video displays the words "chemical brothers', written in binary code. The Chemical Brothers also appear in pictures along a corridor, marked "Employees of the Month". The group of hippies outside have a sign saying "Come With Us," the Chemical Brothers' fourth album.
PS: La letra estrofa por estrofa con traducción y el audio para que lo descarguen aquí.
Pues hoy sábado se estará llevando a cabo la final del rockampeonato telcel08 que tiene como banda principal a los de The Hives una banda de garage rock originaria de Fagersta, Suecia conocida por sus enérgicas presentaciones en vivo y por sus vestuarios en blanco y negro de la cual ya había comentado o hecho algún post about'em.
Además de ellos estarán presentandose como esta en el cartel un par de bandas más $6M Weirdo y la banda ganadora del rockampeonato versión 2006 llamados The Hong Kong Blood Opera que recuerdo sacaban promos vía tv de este championship y de los ganadores los cuales sacaron hace poco su cd títulado como The Critical Paparazzi EP este lo ví en un pack que estaba junto con el nuevo cd de Jumbo pero como ya había comprado este último pues el de THKBO quedó fuera de mis manos ...
Pues esa vez no lo encontré por separado jo! Pero checando la página del shit-up encuentro que esta a un precio muy accesible así que procederé a comprarlo en mi próxima visita al mismo ... Bueno gracias a este blog pude encontrar su EP el cual para mi gusto esta bien chido consta de 5 tracks los cuales agrego a continuación:
***** A finales del 2006 Hong Kong Blood Opera gana el primer lugar nacional en Rockampeonato Telcel, realizado en el Palacio de los Deportes de la Ciudad de México, donde presentaron el tema "Hear You Scream" en vivo. Hong Kong Blood Opera se formó a mediados el año 2006 en Hermosillo, Sonora como una evolución de proyectos anteriores de los integrantes como la banda hardcore "The Noise Cabaret" (2005 – 2006) y la experimental "… En la Orilla de la Utopía" (2003 – 2005), ambas conformadas por la mayoría de los miembros actuales. La banda recién formada se comenzó a presentar en shows locales y en lugares cercanos a su ciudad, teniendo una buena respuesta, y con un sonido no muy fácil de etiquetar debido a la fusión de varios estilos musicales, a lo que simplemente se definen como una banda de Punk. (extracto)
Con una mezcla de rock, disco y "lo que se les ocurra que haga ruido", los integrantes gozan de popularidad en el extremo norte del país, un lugar, mencionan, difícil para realizar tocadas, tal vez por la fuerza de la música grupera."En Hermosillo hay muy pocos lugares para tocar; existen bandas buenas, pero no es un circuito bien estructurando. Los lugares y el equipo son los principales problemas, pero cuando logramos conectar algún concierto, asiste mucha gente", explicó uno de los integrantes. (extracto) ******
De $6M Weirdo donde esta el buen Abulón integrande de las Víctimas Del Doctor Cerebro su canción llamado Horror Amor.
me elvanto y el anhelo de volverte a encontrar se convierte en desconsuelo y en insana ansiedad y es que tengo este recuerdo recurrente y circular HORROR AMOR
otra vez mire tu rostro,otravez oi tu voz sin querer apareciste en otra conversacion tu aunsencia alimenta mi gradual perturbacion HORROR AMOR
(coro) y es que sin ti nada es igual pero te tengo que olvidar y es que sin ti no hay emocion pero es mejor decir que no
you broke my heart you drop my soul and I can't stand it anymore you're moving on and I am stuck and I can't stand it anymore
he marcado sin quererlo he pensado en tu color pareciera que te he visto a mi alrededor y es que aun te siento cerca pero sin poder hablar HORROR AMOR
de todo lo que pasamos me quedo con lo mejor porque hoy ya somos otros el pasado nos marco pero todos mis sentidos se colapsan al pensar si quisieras regresar
(coro)
De The Hives la rola llamada Main Offender.
I'm on my way Can't settle down I'm stuck in the ways of being an ass And I got a lot of nerve that I'm ready to pass I'm on my way Can't settle down I'm stuck in ways of sadistic joy And my talent only goes as far as to annoy I'm on my way
This is my Main offender This is what I've got and it's got me saying "Why me?"
I'm on my way I get around But I'm not all too sure about what I do I feel I've got to stop a second just to think it through
And so I stop!
I'm on my way Yeah, I get around Thought it all over now I spit it out And when I spit I spit on those that I care less about I'm on my way
This is my Main offender This is what I've got and it's got me saying "Why me?"
I'm on my way
Y de esta banda ruidosa THKBO que me esta encantando bastante con su primer sencillo llamado Killing Joke.
Ya todos sabemos por que nos hacemos…. A chinga ya sonó a canción, bueno retomando como saben tengo en mis manos el GH: WT, me ha costado adaptarme al nuevo control, me refiero al de la bataca, la guitarra esa ya esta dominada buen solo hasta el nivel medio. De cantar no hablemos ahí si no mantengo el tono…
Revisando, bueno más bien emulando dichos instrumentos, me he dado cuenta que las rolas que trae el game en su mayoría si molan(diría el fucking game).
La rola que sonara en esta ocasión será esta:
Artista: Survivor Álbum: Eye Of The Tiger (1982) Título:Eye Of The Tiger
Risin' up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times it happens too fast You trade your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Rising up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And he's watching us all With the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry They stack the odds still we take to the street For the kill, with the skill to survive
It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Rising up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And he's watching us all With the eye of the tiger
Risin' up, straight to the top Had the guts, got the glory Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive
It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Rising up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And he's watching us all With the eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger The eye of the tiger The eye of the tiger The eye of the tiger
Pues hoy se festeja/recuerda (?) el aniversario de la Revolución Mexicana que de no haber cambiado el día feriado hoy no hubiese habido clases ni se hubiera venido a trabajar y junto no ese "pretexto" se hubieran agarrado el "puente" y camaras hasta el lunes jojo 4 fuckin days de vacaiones o de descanso!! Pero bueno no fue así, los días feriados que caen entre semana se movieron a los lunes (primer día laboral para muchos). Creo que con esto los famosos "puentes" ya valieron verge, ni pepe!!
Así es entonces ... una revolución será lo que se necesite? no ma!! imaginense lo que eso implicaría.
Platicando no muy afondo de mi parte, mejor dicho contandome me dicen que para reactivar la economía es necesario una Revo/Warwhatever para así obtener varo y pues que los que fuesen al susodicho combate obviamente abría dead people por lo que abría entonces "vacantes" en empleos o algo así entendí ... o al menos esa es la idea jo!
Pues este video de Fobia llamado Revolución Sin Manos de su disco llamado Amor Chiquito1996 (wow!) que ya tiene bastante rato y me late, pues recuerdo que la pasaban a veces jiji en un chanel, bah! esta chido pues lo que más me gustaba era este: ... de ir cargando esta cruz, no es nada contra Jesus ... aahh que Chucho este siempre tan popular el we.
Después de tanto correr después de tanto escapar después de tanto oír tu llanto y escucharte rezar, no si ni que pensar
Después de tanto escribir después de tanto soñar después de tanto ser rebelde sin tener que atacar, que quieres encontrar
[Coro:] Revolución, lo que hace, falta es una revolución y proponemos una revolución sin manos
Después de tanto buscar de ir persiguiendo la luz tienes las manos destrozadas de ir cargando esta cruz, no es nada contra Jesus
Y no tenemos que ser ni amigos ni hermanos solo tenemos que cambiar nuestra manera de ser y de pensar
[Coro:] Revolución, lo que hace falta es una revolución y proponemos una revolución sin manos..
Y por supuesto la Molocha no se queda atrás (bueno vayan las gracias al original je!) con este cover llamado The Revolution Will Not Be Televised (La Revo) de su disco Con Todo Respeto ...
You will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip, Skip out for beer during commercials, Because the revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox In 4 parts without commercial interruptions. The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary. The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia. The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal. The revolution will not get rid of the nubs. The revolution will not make you look five pounds thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.
There will be no pictures of you and Willie May pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run, or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance. NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32 or report from 29 districts. The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the instant replay. There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the instant replay. There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process. There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving For just the proper occasion.
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and women will not care if Dick finally gets down with Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people will be in the street looking for a brighter day. The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock news and no pictures of hairy armed women liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose. The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb, Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth. The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be right back after a message bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people. You will not have to worry about a dove in your bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl. The revolution will not go better with Coke. The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath. The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.
The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised. The revolution will be no re-run brothers; The revolution will be live.
Así es mi chavos con eso de la crisis que se vive o se vivirá en poco tiempo (la neta es que no se mucho del tema) pues que mejor que manejar unos packs del GH:WT para no dejar a nadie sin este nuevo juego que yo ni sabía que ya estaba en el mercado aquí en el defectuoso!! De no ser por que el buen jcya lo consiguió ni me doy por enterado que ya anda a la venta, lo último que supe es que sacarón 3 tipos de bundles:
** Guitar Bundle (con una guitarra) ** Guitar Bundle 2 pack (con dos guitarras) ** Super Bundle (batería, microfono y guitarra)
Y bueno todos estos como preventa ... de tal forma que como que no le hice mucho caso a tal información, solo se me hizo "intersante" saber que hay para todos, asi que ustedes escojan cuál quieren o cuál pueden costear.
Pues el setlistanda por aquí y pues ya entrado en gastos un vídeo del mismo por Interpol llamado Obstacle 1
I wish i could eat the salt off your last faded lips We can cap the old times make playing only logical harm We can top the old lines clay-making that nothing else will change. But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad Oh, she's bad
It's different now that I'm poor and aging, I'll never see this face again You go stabbing yourself in the neck It's different now that I'm poor and aging, and I'll never see this place again And you go stabbing yourself in the neck
We can find new ways of living make playing only logical harm And we can top the old times, clay-making that nothing else will change. But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad Oh, she's bad
[Chorus]
It's in the way that she posed, it's in the things that she puts in my head Her stories are boring and stuff. She's always calling my bluff. She puts the weights into my little heart, And she gets in my room and she takes it apart. She puts the weights into my little heart, I said she puts the weights into my little heart.
She packs it away
It's in the way that she walks Her heaven is never enough She puts the weights in my heart She puts, oh she puts the weights into my little heart.
... hey!! y pues claro y no me importa ponerlo de nuevo, pero esta es algo acústica la de Lazy Eye by Silversun Pickups
PS.Wow 85 rolas!! y fuck descargar implica más money :(
Este juego que tanto quería y ahora soy el feliz poseedor de tal, así es chavales un nuevo escenario para juntar a la banda y pasar un rato agradable, tengo que avisarles para reunirnos (si es que tienen tiempo -jejeje). Bueno ahora a darle CAÑA!!!, a probar esos controles inalámbricos a ver que tal…
En esta ocasión veremos este video de The Eagles con su tema: “Hotel California”.
Artista: The Eagles Álbum: Hotel California (1976) Título: Hotel California
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dimmer I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself 'This could be heaven or this could be Hell' Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my wine' He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine' And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face. They livin' it up at the Hotel California What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said, 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find the passage back to the place I was before 'Relax' said the night man, 'We are programmed to receive. You can check out any time you like, But you can never leave!
-Kmara»¦« ƒrè »¦« y (¯`•._.•[NªO<()]•._.•´¯), un nuevo escenario nos espera!!!!
Pues el día de ayer se efectuó como cada año el fabuloso Pumathon Universitario obviamente me inscribí en la categoría de los 5km pues como no soy tan asidúo a la práctica de correr pues no podría aguantar la de 10km jo!
Desde hace ya un par de años que me inscribí en esto de correr y eso fué porque unos amig@s participarían y me instieron que me inscribiera y pues al notar sus ruegos accedí a tal petición lo malo de esa ocasión es que un par de chavas a la mera hora dijeron nel (que coyonas) llegué tarde (la cita era en sábado a las 17:00 hrs) no encontré a mi amigo el Rumbas je! entre tanta gente ni como comunicarme porque el we perdió su cel puff!! -y pues yo si me lancé aunque de solapa ahí iba entre los demás participantes en esa ocasión era para el 50vo. aniversario de la Biblioteca Central y desde ahí he participado cada vez que se puede en las carreras por ejemplo: la Carrera Nocturna que por cierto este año se me pasó damm! Obviamente el Pumathon del año 2006 a la fecha ...
Como las demás ediciones la cita fue a las 09:00 hrs iniciaron como es tradición 5km mujeres después hombres para finalmente dar paso a los 10km mujeres y después hombres con unos minutos entre cada contingente. Nosotros por andar viendo un stand donde había medallas de anteriores ediciones se nos pasó nuestro contingente y nos tuvimos que esperar hasta los últimos (1okm hombres) pues ya ni pex!!
Llegamos hasta eso algo tempra, nos registramos buscamos al profe de mi sista para la foto jojo!! Andabamos por ahí papaloteando, nos lanzamos juntos en la carrera nomás para acompañarnos mmm nos tomamos fotos (obviously) antes, durante y después de la carrera ...
Ya al final de la misma el patrocinador que es Gatorade daba fotos del recuerdo pero te tenías que registrar y de ahí te daban una 'pulserilla' que avalaba tu registro y tenías derecho a la foto, lo pensamos bastante y casi por ese error no me tocaba fuckin registro fiu!! pues pensé que la susodicha foto iba a ser grupal -don't fuck- si con trabajos me veo en la mendiga foto de generación ahora en una grupal pues menos, pero no fue asi je! Pues nos tomamos la picture hasta 3 veces jajaja!! (i wish you were here Lo i thougth) yo como siempre bien abusado y abusivo que les digo a los compas de mi hermana e igual se fueron a formar para más fotos argumentando que nos habían regresado porque nos faltaba otra que se había pedido jojo!!!
Estuvo rifado como siempre ... Nos vemos el próximo año
Ah hmm
(Baby baby) 3x Ah ah
Run, baby run, baby run, baby run (2x)
(Ref) Run baby, before I've got to think You'd better run away You'd better run baby run
(Verse 1) You know there's something about you that I won't? So I won't try to pretend how hard away You know well trust me how and you just look at me that way It's why I'm wanting you baby
You'd better run, baby run, baby run, baby run Run baby run, baby run, baby run
Ref.
Ah
(Verse 2) I've been looking for you girl oh through the night And now I think of how'll (all?) I get you in my side I'm gonna try my best and make you see the light It's why I'm wanting you baby
You'd better run, baby run, baby run, baby run Run baby run, baby run, baby run
Ref.
Oh oh oh... Baby baby
You'd better run baby run...
Verse 2
Run baby run...
PS. Vengan las demás carreras je! ahí estaré ohh sí!!
Este día, nos deleitaremos con este tema llamado “Hypocrites” de KoЯn.
Artista: KoЯn Álbum: See You On The Other Side (2005) Título: Hypocrites (Live In Moscow)
Your messiah was never mine...
Your messiah was never mine...
Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... Your messiah was never mine... HYPOCRITES!
Weeping rose of Jeremiah Drops of blood drip off your petals Representing all our tears In a ring of burning metal
HOW YOU GONNA BE, WHAT YOU GONNA SAY IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME, WHO YOU GONNA PAY?
Sorcerers and sadists come To define the what and why People travel across this Earth Over water, land, and sky
HOW YOU GONNA BE, WHAT YOU GONNA SAY IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME, WHO YOU GONNA PAY?
Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver Pay the preachers and pay the fucking liars [Pay the ... charging with the things they buy] I'm not gonna pay, it's already mine
HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES Your messiah was never mine
Weeping rose of Jeremiah Purity unlike no other Offers hope to those who need it Don't forget care to thy brother
HOW YOU GONNA BE, WHAT YOU GONNA SAY IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME, WHO YOU GONNA PAY?
Little old lady at home Writing out a check to send It's all the money that she owns She believes the world might end
HOW YOU GONNA BE, WHAT YOU GONNA SAY IT DOESN'T BOTHER ME, WHO YOU GONNA PAY?
Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver Pay the preachers and pay the fucking liars [Pay the ... charging with the things they buy] I'm not gonna pay, it's already mine
HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES Your messiah was never mine
HYPOCRITES
Pay the ferryman, pay the fucking driver Pay the preachers and pay the fucking liars [Pay the ... charging with the things they buy] I'm not gonna pay, it's already mine
HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES I'm gonna do it blind! HYPOCRITES
Otra buena rola que encontramos en estos juegos musicales es “I’m So Sick” de Flyleaf, se rifan los morros. Bueno este tema ya nos la habia presentado el buen -fre-, en un post pasado y retomo algunas de sus palabras: "sino más bien en la canción que oí en una parte de la misma, ésta se escuchaba chida muy ruidosa como son la mayoría de las canciones que me gustan, rasposas y que me hagan sentir una euforía en mi interior -que loco (!?)- en fin ..."
Artista: Flyleaf Álbum: Flyleaf (2005) Título: I’m So Sick
I will break into your thoughts With what's written on my heart I will break, break
I'm so sick, infected with Where I live Let me live without this Empty bliss, selfishness I'm so sick I'm so sick
If you want more of this We can push out, sell out, die out So you'll shut up And stay sleeping With my screaming in your itching ears
I'm so sick, infected with Where I live Let me live without this Empty bliss, selfishness I'm so sick I'm so sick
Hear it, I'm screaming it You're heeding to it now Hear it, I'm screaming it You tremble at this sound
You sink into my clothes This invasion makes me feel Worthless, hopeless, sick
I'm so sick, infected with Where I live Let me live without this Empty bliss, selfishness I'm so, I'm so sick
I'm so sick, infected with Where I live Let me live without this Empty bliss, selfishness I'm so (I'm so) I'm so sick (I'm so sick) I'm so (I'm so) I'm so sick (I'm so sick)
Leyendo rumores en el intershit, he visto que dicen que el M&M va ha regresar a fines de este año con nuevo material discográfico, así que recordando sus inicios veremos su hit llamado “My Name Is”.
Artista: Eminem Álbum: The Slim Shady LP (1999) Título: My Name Is
Chorus: repeat 2X
Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. {scratches} Slim Shady
Ahem.. excuse me! Can I have the attention of the class for one second?
[Eminem] Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Try 'cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight but I can't figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) And Dr. Dre said, "Slim Shady you a basehead!" Uh-uhhh! "So why's your face red? Man you wasted!" Well since age twelve, I've felt like I'm someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C'mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!) I don't give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off!
Chorus
[Eminem] My English teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty-five I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler and stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in the tip cup Extraterrestrial, runnin over pedestrians in a spaceship while they screamin at me: "LET'S JUST BE FRIENDS!" Ninety-nine percent of my life I was lied to I just found out my mom does more dope than I do (Damn!) I told her I'd grow up to be a famous rapper Make a record about doin drugs and name it after her (Oh thank you!) You know you blew up when the women rush your stands and try to touch your hands like some screamin Usher fans (Aaahhhhhh!) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it: 'Dear Dave, thanks for the support, ASSHOLE!'
Chorus
[Eminem] Stop the tape! This kid needs to be locked away! (Get him!) Dr. Dre, don't just stand there, OPERATE! I'm not ready to leave, it's too scary to die (Fuck that!) I'll have to be carried inside the cemetery and buried alive (Huh yup!) Am I comin or goin? I can barely decide I just drank a fifth of vodka -- dare me to drive? (Go ahead) All my life I was very deprived I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (Whoops!) Clothes ripped like the Incredible Hulk (hachhh-too) I spit when I talk, I'll fuck anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T GOT NO TITS! (WAHHH!) I lay awake and strap myself in the bed Put a bulleproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (BANG!) I'm steamin mad (Arrrggghhh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat, in this dream I had
Chorus
Y algo de su último álbum:
Artista: Eminem Álbum: Encore (2004) Titulo: Ass Like That
Ohh Baby, The way you shake it I can’t believe it, I ain’t never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING I don’t believe it, it’s almost to good to be true I ain’t never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING
The way she moves, she’s like a belly-dancer She shakin that ass to the new Nelly jams I think someone’s at the door but I don’t think Imma answer Police saying, FREEZE... DOING DOING DOING What do you mean freeze? Please I’m a human being I have needs, I’m not done, not til I’m finished peeing I’m not resisting arrest, I am agreeing Mr. Officer I’m already on my knees, I can’t get on the ground any further It’s impossible for me, And do not treat me like a murderer I just like to pee, pee, pee, Yes, I make R&B I sing song, it Ring-a-Chong-a-Ching-Chong-Chong-Ching Syke, I joke I joke, I kid I kid. If offend, I’m sorry Please, Please forgive, for I am Triumph, the puppet dog I am a mere puppet, I can get away anything I say and you will love
The way you shake it I can’t believe it, I ain’t never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING Jessica Simpson, looks oh so tempting Nick, I ain’t never seen an ass like that Every time I see that show on MTV my pee pee goes DOING DOING DOING
Mary Kate and Ashley used to be so handsome Now they getting older, they’re starting to grow bum-bums I go to the movies and sit down with my popcorn Police saying, FREEZE... DOING DOING DOING What do you mean freeze? JEEZ I just got my seat I have ticket, look I put away, my zipper’s zipped Please do not remove me from this movie theatre, please I did not even get to see Mary Kate’s shower scene I didn’t mean to be obscene or make a great big scene And don’t treat me like I’m Pee-Wee Herman This movie’s PG, Mr. Office, I demand to see my attorney I will simple plead innocent, cop a plea, and be free Free, yes free, right back on the streets What you mean my lawyers with Michael, He’s too busy? I am Triumph, Britney Spears has shoulder’s are like man And I could say that and you laugh cause there’s a puppet on my hand
The way you shake it I can’t believe it, I ain’t never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING Hilary Duff is not quite old enough so I ain’t never seen a butt like that Maybe next year I’ll say ass and she’ll make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING
The way she moves she dances like a GO-GO In that video she sings get out your puzzle I need a new boyfriend, Hi my name is Jo-Jo Police saying, FREEZE... DOING DOING DOING What do you mean freeze? My computers will be seized And my keys to my ranch. I just bake cookies Mr. Office, lookie, take a woof of this Here, I make Jesus juice, take a sip of this Nobody is safe from me, no not even me I don’t even know if I could say the word peepee Pee on the radio but I think I did Janet is that a breast? I think I just saw a tit Syke, I joke I joke, I kid I kid. I don’t think my joke is working I must flea quick, get to the chopper, everybody get out I am not Triumph, I am Aronld, get down
The way you shake it I can’t believe it, I ain’t never seen an ass like that The way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING So Gwen Stafani will you peepee on me, Please I ain’t never seen an ass like that Cause the way you move it, you make my peepee go DOING DOING DOING
Pues tuvieron que pasar cerca de 10 años wow!! para que comprara los cd's de un par de artistas que en su momento causaron revuelo, sensación ... Uno de estos y que me recuerdan por mi último año de la secun fueron/son Molotov, ja! con su disco haciendole parodia sarcástica a un grupo pop por el título del mismo quien tiene como nombre ¿Dónde Jugarán Las Niñas? (bajatelo de aquí) y que en su portada principal estaba la foto de una chica de secundaria dentro de un carro con las pantaletas a mitad de pierna :::
En julio de 1997 ¿Dónde jugarán las niñas? aparece en el mercado causando enorme controversia con tiendas negándose a venderlo por sus letras y su portada. Molotov sale a vender sus discos en la calle, protestando así contra la censura que estaban recibiendo. Fue todo un suceso ya que los medios siguieron esta improvisada venta callejera con camaras y helicopteros. En un dia la banda y los trabajadores de la disquera lograron vender más de 5,000 copias.
Su álbum debut tuvo repercusión tanto en países hispanos como anglosajones. Sus letras incluyen una mezcla de política, sexo y malas palabras, hecho que les hizo ser casi literalmente expulsados de México y estuvieran un tiempo en España. La portada consiste en una chica bajándose de un coche o carro con las bragas bajadas. El diseño de la falda de la joven la identifica como proveniente del sistema público de educación mexicana, se deduce entonces con una máxima edad de 18 años.
Ahh que bella época, recuerdo que se rolaba, en ese tiempo, el cassete de una morra que lo había comprado y pues primero se lo pidió un amigo que por cierto esa vez me dice: Luego te lo presto -jo! sin ni siquiera ser de su propiedad, pero bueno el we ya andaba ahí organizando la lista de los que iban a poseer el audio. Pues lamentablemente para ese entonces me daba miedito el oir/cantar ese tipo de música pues para ese momento si que era un cambio radical en todo, censura por doquier en las estaciones de radio pasaban versiones bien chafisimas de ciertas rolas como son la de Puto, Gimme Tha Power,Cerdo, Voto Latino las cuales eran las que "sonaban" por radio.
** audios de buenas participaciones de la maldita molocha **
Ya Te Vele ===> Tributo a los Tigres del Norte .(audio). Rap, Soda y Bohemia ===> Tributo a Queen .(audio). Payaso ===> Tributo a José José .(audio). Payaso (Mijangos Mix) ===> Tributo a José José (tribumix) .(audio). Suspenso ===> BSO Atlético San Pancho .(audio). Just Want To Meter Mi Gol ===> BSO Atlético San Pancho .(audio). Mi Amigo El Pomo ===> Tributo a Sandro - Un disco de Rock .(audio). Here Comes the Mayo ===> BSO Y Tu Mamá También .(audio). Me Vale Vergara ===> Con Todo Respeto Edición Especial .(audio). S.W.A.T.T.S.O.L.P.P. ===> BSO S.W.A.T. .(audio). Queremos Ver Golazos ===> Un comercial de fútbol para Telepriva .(audio). Soy Chiva Rayada ===> Este no sé .(audio). Funky Cold Medina ==> Tributo a Tone-Loc .(audio).
Hey! por cierto recuerdo que por mi casa se presentaron cuando apenas estaban abriendose paso a los grandes escenarios, damm cuando regresaba de la secun veía en todos lados los carteles que anunciaban el tan esperado concierto, desafortunadamente no fuí CARAJO!!! También por esos tiempos un grupo de hip-hop llamado Control Machete hacia su aparición y junto con los Molotoves se inició la llamada gira MoloChete de la cual no supe ni que pex con esta, dónde fué, bla.bla.bla!!!
:: Que No Te Haga Bobo Jacobo ::
Ya todos sabemos por que nos hacemos a todos nos lleva a unos mas a otros menos a todos nos tienen muriendonos de hambre ya todos sabemos quien es el culpable a ricos, a pobres, a chicos, a grandes, a todos nos vino a poner en la madre. De lunes a viernes transmites al aire te pasas hablando como una comadre. Recibes propinas de Carlos Salinas transmites en vivo nos dices pamplinas que nadie se entere que todo es mentira por eso el programa se queda en familia. Le tiras pedradas a algunos partidos enjuicias personas al aire o en vivo olvidas noticias sobre la guerilla a todos los fraudes les cambias las cifras. Por todo el planeta tienes a tu gente por que es tu trabajo que nadie se entere de pronto aparecen noticias urgentes pues del protocolo eres un alcahuete. Por que te conviene tener ignorante a la gente que viene eres mal informante hay un periodista que altera noticias en un noticiero que esta en Televisa.
Que no te haga bobo Jacobo que no te haga bruto ese PUTO. Que no te haga bobo Jacobo
Le tiras a un lado despues al del otro les haces la barba eres un agachon. Le vendes noticias al mejor postor sabemos muy bien que eres un impostor. Desde las ma�ana que tengo laga�as tienes a tu gente diciendo patra�as maldito Jacobo chismoso traidor le guardas secretos a nuestra nacion.
Un corte y regresas en lo que le areglas te llegan despues los alteras A todos nos miente Nos miente Jacobo Que no se haga tonto Que no se haga bobo.
Que no te haga bobo Jacobo Que no te haga bobo Jacobo
Que no te haga bobo Jacobo Que no te haga bobo Jacobo
Que veremos este día, mmmmmmm no sé que elegir, ha ya se está rola de The Killers, llamada “Mr. Brightside”.
Artista: The Killers Álbum: Hot Fuss (2004) Título: Mr. Brightside
I'm coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go
And I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I’m coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go
Cause I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside
I never... I never... I never... I never...
*Esta rola la podremos emular en el game GHWT… según habrá un pack descargable.
Pues no tengo una reseña en sí porque no asistí, pero lo que sí tengo son unas fotas que capturó mi hermana ::: bueno hay más pero solo estas me parecieron las chidas jo!
Pues gracias a otros users y a las reseñas de periódicos por compartir las impresiones jeje, así que enlazo y extraigo algunas partes o intros de los mismos:
Al ritmo de la banda. Ante 50 mil personas la agrupación argentina Los Fabulosos Cadillacs inició anoche su gira de reencuentro "Satánico Pop Tour" en el Foro Sol de la capital mexicana, en donde sus conocidos temas "Vasos vacíos" y "Matador" fueron las más coreadas a voz en cuello por sus agradecidos fans que gozaron de principio a fin con el concierto.
Intro (James Bond Theme) Manuel Santillán, El León Mi novia se cayó en un pozo ciego Carmela Estoy harto de verte con otros El Genio Del Dub Wake Up And Make Love With Me Muy Muy Temprano El Aguijón Paquito Padre Nuestro Saco Azul Siguiendo La Luna Los Condenaditos La Luz Del Ritmo V Centenario Calaveras y diablitos Gitana Vasos Vacíos Carnaval Toda La Vida Demasiada Presión Mal Bicho Satánico Dr. Cadillac
Basta De Llamarme Así Gallo Rojo Vos Sabés Matador
Guns Of Brixton Let’s Lynch The Landlord Yo No Me Sentaría En Tu Mesa
****** Should I Stay Or Should I Go fue la cancion que quedo fuera. Al terminar Vos Sabés, interpretaron el intro de Pinball Wizard.
Este día nos pondremos nostálgicos, melancólicos o como quieran llamarlo, escucharemos este tema (dejando un poco la música ruda –jejeje-). Corre a cargo de Oasis, ya tiene un tiempecillo esta rola, pero la he estado escuchando últimamente, además me hace recordar algo, en fin… eso es solo el pretexto para ver-oír esta rola.
Today is gonna be the day That they're gonna throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you gotta do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word was on the street That the fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before But you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels The way I do about you now
And all the roads we have to walk along are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would Like to say to you I don't know how
Because maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonder wall
Today was gonna be the day? But they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow Realized what you're not to do I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do About you now
And all the roads that lead to you were winding And all the lights that light the way are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you I don't know how
I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after all You're my wonder wall
I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me? And after an You're my wonder wall
Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me You're gonna be the one that saves me
Bueno ya que andamos en este plan vamos a oír otra rolita chida, es de Radiohead, con su tema “Creep”, pero veremos uno de tantos covers que le han hecho a la canción, este cover es de KoЯn, extraído de su MTV Unplugged.
Artista: KoЯn Álbum: MTV Unplugged (2007) Título: Creep
When you were here before Couldn't 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
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.
I don't 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
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.
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...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't belong here.
