Pues ya hace muchos-muchos años que recuerdo escuché esta rola, viendo que ahí andaba participando el baterista de (no sé sí aún exista) Blink-182 el buen Travis Barker, teniendo a él como referencia es que al momento de escucharla por la radio ni sabía cómo se llamaba el grupo, para esas fechas era un poco más complicado el buscar por la red, ya saben eso de conectarse por módem pues no era la onda comparado con esta fechas de "velocidad"(?)
En fin que al escucharla via radio igual ni sabía que Travis andaba en ese grupo, de hecho pasó un rato más para ver el vídeo por la tele abierta (allá por el 2003) en ese entonces por el canal 11 pasaban un programa de vídeos que según recuerdo duraba como 1 hora, pues fue ahí donde lo volví a escuchar, a saber que ahí andaba Travis dandole a la bataca y finalmente el nombre del grupo en el que andaba.
Fue cuando me entero de que se trata de The Transplants buscando un poco más por la red me topo que está(ba) integrado por varios sujetos de otros grupos y que se reunieron para formar dicha agrupación de la cual esta rola DJ DJ está bien chida :D (seguramente ya la conocen pero no está demás hacerle mención pues por acá no había aparecido).
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Transplants es un supergrupo creado en 1999 por Tim Armstrong (Guitarrista y vocalista de Rancid) para mezclar la actitud punk rock con las secuencias, sintetizadores y hasta el ambiente de hip hop y la cultura callejera de California.
Al principio Tim tocaba todos los instrumentos, junto con su amigo y roadie Rob Aston (Skinhead Rob) que escribía algunas letras, pero al ir creciendo el proyecto invitó a músicos amigos suyos como Matt Freeman y Lars Frederiksen de Rancid y Vic Ruggiero de The Slackers.
Tiempo después, el dúo sintió la necesidad de invitar a un baterísta y es cuando dan con el indicado: Travis Barker (baterísta de Blink-182 y de Box Car Racer), quien le añadió su toque particular de talento y se quedó fijo en el proyecto.
Nobody move, nobody get hurt, they said
Make one wrong move, man, you wake up dead
I exercise my lyrical stylings
And all the while you're dead and gone and forgotten
I said, oh, are they gonna come back for you?
No, aw, the story's sorry but true
Lord, did you really want them to go?
No, oh you're so goddamn cold
We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]
(watch me now)
You got your ear to the street, then this bud's for you
You got my name in your mouth, then this slug's for you
Shotgun, Fast Lane, on the Highway to Hell
Sherm sticks, tall cans, and the powder that sells
Just tryin' to have somethin', and you sit back and laugh
I'ma grab something, I'ma gettin' that half
We came too far now, nowhere we can flop
Wanna drop me, gotta kill me, only way I'ma stop
We got, lead weight subwoofers in the trunk
Around the world with the Rancid Punx
This is for the misfits, the freaks and the runts
Fuck the motherfuckin' back-stabbin' cunts
Ride's gettin' rough, so I know I better buckle
P U N X tattooed on my knuckles
Hey man, you keep the shackles, cause I am free
We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]
(watch me now)
We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]
I heard you're losing your mind, shit, I been lost mine
But I still stay focused through good and bad times
Compare your worst fuckin' day to my best fuckin' night
I bet my last red cent that you couldn't stand the sight
From loss of loved ones to life of drug funds
They counted me out, from what? I'm not done
Give me a chance to shine and I'ma blind the world
Take a stand and be the voice of those who cannot be heard
We're gonna make it on our own, we don't need anyone
Lord knows we don't need you [x2]
PS. ¡Buena combinación de músicos!
spin that shit
Remix
Hoy sale este tema en su versión remix, hecha por el baterista Travis Barker, que se deje oír el ruido…
Artista: Eminem
Álbum:----------
Título: 3 A.M. (Travis Barker Remix)
-Que hagan otro pack de Travis Barker, para el GH:WT, y que incluyan esta rola…
M. D. P. S. H. P.
Tenía un rato de haber dejado a un lado mi XBOX360, pero después de descargar el pack de TB (como dije no había tiempo para tocar), me anime a retomar el camino del juego, y más aun a tocar con la nueva batería, a ver, haciendo la lista con el nuevo pack y otras más, entre ellas esta rola que esta chingonsisima llamada Dammit, a darle. Las rolas del pack están cabronas, y la última mencionada también me costaba trabajo, pero ahora sale porque sale. En fin, solo esto es un pretexto para volver a deleitarnos con estas canciones.
Artista: blink- 182
Álbum: Dude Ranch (1997)
Título: Dammit
It's alright to tell me
what you think about me
I won't try to argue
or hold it against you
I know that you're leaving
you must have your reasons
The season is calling
your pictures are falling down
The steps that I retrace
The sad look on your face
The timing and structure
Did you hear he fucked her
A day late a buck short
I'm writing the report
On losing and failing
When I move I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again
I'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
and I've been here for too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
And maybe I'll see you
at a movie sneak preview
you'll show up and walk by
on the arm of that guy
And I'll smile and you'll wave
we'll pretend it's okay
The charade it won't last
when he's gone I won't come back
And it's happened once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
and you've been here for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up(5X)
Artista: blink- 182
Álbum: Enema of the State (1999)
Título: What’s My Age Again?
I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out, and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV
And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husbands in jail
This state looks down on sodomy
And thats about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when youre 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call ID?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when youre 23
And you still act like youre in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
And thats about the time she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
Artista: blink- 182
Álbum: Enema of the State (1999)
Título: All The Small Things
All the small things
True care, truth brings
I'll take one lift
Your ride best trip
Always, I know
You'll be at my show
Watching, waiting, commiserating
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na, na......
Late night, come home
Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs
Surprises let me know she cares
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Na, na......
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, Ill be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill
Say it aint so, I will not go
Turn the lights off, carry me home
Keep your head still, Ill be your thrill
The night will go on, my little windmill
-Súbele al volumen
-Que buenas rolas, y tiempos…
TB
Tenia en el olvido mi game de GH: WT, (me emocione con el Rock Band y mas con esas listas tan extensas que se pueden realizar, pero ya paso) así que decidí hurgar en el internet que había de bueno en las descargas para este juego, y veo que para el día de hoy está disponible el pack llamado Travis Barker Track Pack (pícale para bajártelo) que incluye lo siguiente:
1. Blink-182 – What’s My Age Again?
2. +44 – Lycantrope
3. Flo Rida – Low (Travis Barker Remix) [Feat. T-Pain]
Las dos primeras rolas están chingonas, la última la oí y no me latió, me pregunto porque no mejor metieron otra rola, por ejemplo, con los “Box Car Racer” o “Transplants”, con ellos tiene buenas rolas… en fin ya está el pack de Travis Barker.
La música:
Artista: blink-182
Álbum: Enema of the State (1999)
Título: What’s My Age Again?
I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out, and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV
And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husbands in jail
This state looks down on sodomy
And thats about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when youre 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call ID?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
And thats about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when youre 23
And you still act like youre in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
And thats about the time she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
Whats my age again?
Whats my age again?
Artista: +44
Álbum: When Your Heart Stops Beating (2006)
Título: Lycanthrope
I wake up at the end of a long, dark, lonely year
It's bringing out the worst in me
I hear your voice start breaking in fear
When the lights go down
And I still feel you looking over my shoulder
Your sinking guilt and approaching nightmare
And I know none of us will survive
Because I know everything
Alright
And my dear I need you to move a little faster
This second counts as the rest of your life
Your final word and an itchy finger
And then it's taken away
And we'll be beaten down without mercy or meaning
I turn my face to a careless skyline
I'm searching hard for a sign from heaven
But they've forgotten me here
You can just stop talking, I get it
I hear your silence loud and clear
I know it's barely a thought but it'll see us through
I'm only setting you free so just let it happen
Just let it happen, no need to fear
Yeah you can just stop talking, I get it
Sex, fuck, and fluorescent lighting
A hollow point on an angry bullet
We're on the teeth of a crocodile
We're in the mouth of the gun
And sometimes at night I feel I'm just a broken vessel
An instrument with a darker purpose
I'm at the throat of the young and the helpless
Because they've got nothing to say
So you can just stop talking, I get it
I hear your silence loud and clear
I know it's barely a thought but it'll see us through
I'm only setting you free so just let it happen
Just let it happen, no need to fear
Yeah you can just stop talking, I get it
-Luego subo las rolas...
-No hay tiempo para tocar, será después...
-Acabo de subir las rolas (30-01-2009) huy demasiado tiempo paso...