TEMAZOS
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@Pekh:3kb02ydi:
@Valderrama's:
Llamadme pepa, pero Esta noche solo cantan para mi de La Casa Azul es uno de los chutes de euforia más bellos que se han escrito en el pops mundial.
Valde, supongo que ya habrás votado por La Revolución Sexual para Eurovisión no?
Que va, una compañera de trabajo me comentó como funcionaba el tema después de pasarle el disco de La Casa Azul. Ya se encargo ella de votar cincuenta veces.
Guille Milkyway tiene superpoderes pop. Espero que sepa utilizarlos en favor de la humanidad y que, así, salve el pop nacional.
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@Marniello:1b5e9dsx:
He dado con ella: se llama Blind y es un temazo de piel de gallina como pocos. De verdad de la buena. Pertenece a "Drainland", un disco en solitario publicado en 1995 y dice así:
Tengo un trauma con este disco, sólo lo pude escuchar una vez, y me encantó, luego perdí toda la información del disco duro y no he podido volver a bajarlo. ¿Alguien lo puede colgar?
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Talulah Gosh - Bringing up Baby
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No sé si ha salido… ¡Pero me cago en la mar salada! La oigo y me pongo a llorar y a soltar moco como una niña.
HATE IT WHEN YOU LEAVE.- Keith Richards
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Que grande es Donovan!!! El Neutronica es enorme!!
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@Murnau:nf8f2sto:
Tengo un trauma con este disco, sólo lo pude escuchar una vez, y me encantó, luego perdí toda la información del disco duro y no he podido volver a bajarlo. ¿Alguien lo puede colgar?
que usted lo disfrute:
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3bv0bcla canción que dice Marniello es tremenda, pero me gusta más esta versión de hace un par de años:
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El crescendo final en Kids de Retribution Gospel Choir me pone como una moto! discazo!
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@alias:3fmqy3m5:
que usted lo disfrute:
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3bv0bcSeñor/a, muchas gracias.
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Siempre se me pasan temas por la cabeza para postear aquí cuando los escucho y nunca estoy cerca. Hoy me ha pasado con uno y no quería dejar pasar la oportunidad:
Song For Laurie Bird de Natural Snow Buildings. TEMAZO con todas las letras, 46 minutos de viaje en el que cabe todo. Y no se hace largo.
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Act III Scene 2 (Shakespeare) de Saul Williams o aprende a amar el hip hop, joven blanquito.
Temazo total.
@En:
_This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means. To all the kids short on loot but high on dreams. To all the kids watching T.V., like, "Yo, I wish that was me." And all the kids pressing rewind on Let's Get Free. I hear you. To all the people within the sound of my voice.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.I didn't vote for this state of affairs. My emotional state's got me prostrate, fearing my fears. In all reality I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready for war but not sure if I'm ready to care. And that's why I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready to fight, but most fights have me fighting back tears. 'Cause the truth is really I'm scared. Not scared of the truth, but just scared of the length you'll go to fight it. I tried to hold my tongue, son. I tried to bite it. I'm not trying to start a riot or incite it. 'Cause Brutus is an honorable man. It's just coincidence that oil men would wage war on an oil rich land. And this one goes out to my man, taking cover in the trenches with a gun in his hand, then gets home and no one flinches when he can't feed his fam. But Brutus is an honorable man.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.If you have tears prepare to shed them now. For you share the guilt of blood spilt in accordance with the Dow Jones. Dow drops fresh crop skull and bones. A machete in the heady: Hutu, Tutsi, Leone. An Afghani in a shanty. Doodle dandy yank on! An Iraqi in Gap khaki. Coca Coma come on! Be ye bishop or pawn, in the streets or the lawn, you should know that these example could go on and on and what since does it make to keep your ears to the street? As long as oils in the soil, truth is never concrete. So we dare to represent those with the barest of feet. 'Cause the laws to which we're loyal keep the soil deplete. It's our job to not let history repeat.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined, the no ones, the nobodies, the last in line.So here's the plan. The ides of march are always at hand. And when the power hungry strike, they strike the poorest of man. And if you dare put up a fight, they'll come and fight for your land. And they'll call it liberation or salvation. A call to the youth! Your freedom ain't so free, it's just loose. but the power of your voice could redirect every truth. Shift and shape the world you want and keep your fears in a noose. Let them dangle from a banner star spangled. I'm willing and able. To lift my dreams up out of their cradle. Nurse and nurture my ideals 'til they're much more than a fable. I can be all I can be and do much more than I'm paid to. And I won't be a slave to what authorities say do. My desire is to live within a nation on fire, where creative passions burn and raise the stakes ever higher. Where no person is addicted top some twisted supplier who promotes the sort of freedom sold to the highest buyer. We demand a truth naturally at one with the land, not a plant that photosynthesizes bombs on demand, or a search for any weapons we let fall from our hands. I got beats and a plan. I'm gonna do what I can. And what you do is question everything they say do, every goal ideal or value they keep pushing on you. If they ask you to believe it question whether it's true. If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you. You're the one they're asking to go carry a gun. Warfare ain't humanitarian. You're scaring me, son. Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight inflation?! Why not fight for our own healthcare and our education?! And instead, invest in that erasable lead, 'cause their twisted propaganda can't erase all the dead. And the pile of corpses pyramid on top of our heads. Or nevermind, said the shotgun to the head._
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White Winter Hymnal, de los Fleet Foxes, aquellos con los que andtheworldsmileswithyou os ha liado mogollón
esta canción sale en el disco, Ragged Wood, y es un tema de pop-folk redondo, con la exuberancia vocal de unos Polyphonic Spree, fuerza, tensión, melodía perfecta y excelentes instrumentación y producción. No llega a los dos minutos y medio.
el disco es muy bueno, y el grupo tiene un potencial enorme, aunque eso ya lo comentaré en otra parte
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mentira, el Temazo del disco es Quiet Houses
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@Marniello:3majdigl:
El otro día, en el concierto de Michael Gira en Barcelona, una canción me estremeció por encima de las demás. Fue el primer tema de los bises. No la conocía, pero me quedé con algún verso. He dado con ella: se llama Blind y es un temazo de piel de gallina como pocos. De verdad de la buena. Pertenece a "Drainland", un disco en solitario publicado en 1995 y dice así:
_Now some of us are weak and some endure and some people live their lives with a violence that's pure and clean but I saw a man cry once down on his knees In the corner of a darkened cell and his pain meant nothing to me.
But I was younger then- young men never die. When I walked out in the sun I was strong, clear minded and blind.
Don't say a prayer for anyone it doesn't do any good, please don't ask me a question, you'll just be misunderstood and if you could step inside me you'd feel what hatred brings and if you saw with my eyes you'd see what self-deception means.
I was younger once and I created a lie and though my body was strong I was self-deluded, confident and blind.
Now show some pity for the weak of will because when we're drinking we can never be filled and show some undentanding for the lonely fool because when l'm drinking l'm out of control.
No I was never young and nothing has transpired and when I look in the mirror I feel dead, I feel cold, I am blind….mmm..._
Michael Gira es grande.
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La que inicia el nuevo del Chinarro, "Los Angeles" es de una belleza sobrecogedora.
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THE ROLLING STONES - BITCH
Escuchar esta versión en directo del 73 (el video es de otra actuación)
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@illox:kqnystyb:
La que inicia el nuevo del Chinarro, "Los Angeles" es de una belleza sobrecogedora.
pues me gusta más "Los amores reñidos", definitivamente
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@e7ili:vxm0463t:
THE ROLLING STONES - BITCH
Escuchar esta versión en directo del 73 (el video es de otra actuación)
Dios!!!!!! Qué grande!!!!!
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Estoy enganchadísimo:
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Bueno, bueno, bueno, que me plantéo quedarme el domingo del primavera si los Wave Pictures me tiran a la cara Pen Pals del Sophie, temazo en toda regla:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EgTw1XMb ... re=related
o I Love You Like a Madman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3NU8GFz ... re=related
Que tios mas grandes.
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