The Pretty Reckless - My medicine

Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody mixed my medicine
Well you hurt where you sleep and you sleep where you lie
Now you're in deep and now you're gonna cry
Got a woman to your left
And a boy to your right
You start to sweat so
Hold me tight 'cause
Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
Now baby its all gone
Somebody mixed my medicine
And somebody's in my head again
And somebody mixed my medicine again, again
Well I drink what you leak and I smoke what you sigh
See you cross the room with that look in your eye
Got a man to his left and a girl to his right
You start to sweat so
Hold me tight 'cause
Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
Now baby its all gone
Somebody mixed…

Stone Sour - Do Me A Favor

I am an anti everything man
A scab on the lips of the Lord
My caustic dismissal
Is all I need to get you
To fall on your sword

Avenged Sevenfold - Hail To The King

Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head
Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid
Children roam the streets, now orphans of war
Bodies hanging in the streets to adore

Royal frames will carve the path in chaos
Bringing daylight to the night
Death is rotting in the town with armor
They've come to take all your rights

Phoenix - If I Ever Feel Better

They say an end can be a start
Feels like i've been buried yet i'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing i don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that i can't control

Kyuss - Hurricane

I feel nothing,
said I don't feel nothing,
and I won't feel nothing at all.
I felt something,
said I really felt something
and I won't take nothing at all.

Hurry up, hurry up, now something
our life has blown me away.
I can't breathe, said I can't breathe nothing,
and I won't/can't fucking breathe at all.

Mustasch - Double Nature

Born a believer, I walk alone
Can't find a place where I feel home
Well, I am crazy, but I am sane
I am guilty, but not to blame

This is my nature - who I am
If you don't like it, here I stand

The Sweet - Ballroom Blitz

Are you ready, steve? aha.
andy? yeah! mick? ok.
alright, fellas, let's go!
oh it's been getting so hard
livin' with the things you do to me, aha
oh my dreams are getting so strange
i'd like to tell you everything i see
oh, i see a man at the back

PEARL JAM - Spin the Black Circle

See this needle...a see my hand...
Drop, drop, dropping it down...oh, so gently...
Well here it comes...i touch the plane...
Turn me up...won't turn you away...
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black...
Spin, spin...spin the black circle
Spin, spin...whoa...

CORROSION OF CONFORMITY - Take What You Want

Just as long as we are here, standing tall for one more year
Sing out loud and keep away the cold
When you're blind and you can't see
Realize it's them, not me
I might be hard to find, you know it happens everytime

Spin Doctors - Little Miss Can't Be Wrong

Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
She want one man made of hercules and cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, little miss can't be wrong

Entrevista - Mugga: Sensualidad con sello nacional

No cometas el grave error. No hagas juicio de valor sin haber escuchado la canción entera. Los temas de Mugga nunca son predecibles, no vale con escuchar 5 ó 10 segundos. Te aseguro que, te guste o no su estilo, te sorprenderán sus variaciones.

Una amalgama bien calibrada de estilos protagoniza tanto su primer LP Polar como sus trabajos anteriores. Melodías potentes que rezuman sensualidad por todas partes.

Sus integrantes dicen que no tienen un estilo concreto… “sí, hay grooves y slap bass que emanan funk; sí, hay delays y reverbs que recuerdan al post-rock; sí, hay secciones instrumentales y solos eternos que recuerdan al rock psicodélico y progresivo de los 70; sí, hay percusión y ritmos que irradian energía latina; sí hay pedales, sintetizadores, efectos, loops y melodías atonales que evocan música experimental”.

¿Estáis bajo el sello de alguna discográfica o producís vosotros directamente? ¿Cómo os las habéis apañado?

No estamos bajo ninguna discográfica, todo el trabajo lo hacemos nosotros. Para el último disco creamos una campaña de crowdfunding que, gracias al apoyo de fans, familia y amigos, nos permitió grabar nuestro primer LP en los estudios RedLed, uno de los mejores de España.
Nuestro proyecto de crowdfunding batió todas nuestras expectativas, al llegar al objetivo que nos habíamos

Silverchair - Cementery

Need a change
Not to imitate
But to irritate
All the ones who hate
I may be late
Always seem to get the wrong date
Well i guess it's fate

Monster Magnet - 3rd Eye Landslide

Come on, Baby, skim the top with me
I'll tell you stories 'bout victory
I used to be a dreamer just like you
And then my pocket told me what to do
All things are looking good from where I sit
Or in the United States of who gives a shit
Sucking love from wherever I can

Shinedown - Sound Of Madness

Yeah, I get it,
You're an outcast.
Always under attack.
Always coming in last,
Bringing up the past.
No one owes you anything.
I think you need a shotgun blast,
A kick in the ass,
So paranoid. . .
Watch your back!!

Oh my, here we go...

Staind - Outsaid

And you bring me to my knees (Again)
All the times that I could beg you please (In vain)
All the times that I felt insecure (For you)
And I leave my burdens at the door

Los Dynamite - No me sueltes

Hoy no por favor hoy no me sueltes en un lugar lleno de
gente, pierdo el control no soy decente, no no por favor
hoy no me dejes me gana el miedo y muchas veces hablo y no
puedo contenerme.

Rammstein - Ich Will

Ich will dass ihr mir vertraut
Ich will dass ihr mir glaubt
Ich will eure Blicke spüren
Ich will jeden Herzschlag kontrollieren

Sexy Zebras - Visitantes

Mi madre ya me dijo que te encontraría en el camino
Éramos pobres cuando vino con sus trajes y vestidos
La mayoría suele decepcionar porqué, lo saben todo
Y nadie busca nunca la verdad porqué, lo saben todo.

Ah,ah, ah. I´m ready now

Soy un hambriento y no comeré, soy vagabundo y no me vestiré
Un día estaré tumbado y preparado y para el viaje
Y seguiré la luz y no al dragón que solo, trae miseria
Estuve cerca de la locura y del amor, solo era histeria.

Ah, ah, ah. I´m ready now

Mecanico - Legacy

Left us all we've ever known
Lives are made on what they've sown
Now we lie on solid stone

So let the wheel grow strong
Before the night is gone
Tomorrow never knows
You’ll make it on your own

Tame Impala - Elephant

Well, he feels like an elephant
Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it
He knows that you're dreaming about being over him

Too bad your chances are slim

Armas por Navidad. I don't like mondays

Ocurre con bastante frecuencia que una canción, por su melodía, por su título, es francamente malinterpretada. Hoy mismo me he dado cuenta de que eso me ha ocurrido con I don't like mondays, de The Boomtown Rats. Una canción que siempre me ha gustado y que la tenía por "graciosa". La candidata ideal para animar cualquier lunes.

Sin más intención que la de compartir esta gran canción, me hago con la letra y la canto muy alegremente según voy leyendo.

...nobody’s gonna go to school today...
...mother feels so shocked...
...father’s world is rocked...
"La pregunta tell me why seguro que tiene otro sentido diferente al que imaginaba", pienso según voy cantando. La escucho de nuevo.



Una terrorífica historia acontecida en 1979 es la que inspira esta canción.

Brenda Ann Spencer, una niña californiana de 16 años, pidió por Navidad una radio. Su padre pensó que era mejor idea regalarle un magnífico rifle semiautomático del calibre 22 con mira telescópica y 500 municiones.

El lunes 29 de enero, Brenda se levantó, se vistió, cogió su flamante arma, apuntó hacia la entrada del colegio que tenía frente a la ventana de su habitación y comenzó a disparar a todo al que allí se encontraba... durante 6 horas. Hirió a once niños y a un oficial de policía, y asesinó al director del colegio y al conserje.
Cuando por fin consiguieron dar con la francotiradora, un policía le preguntó "Dime por qué". La joven Brenda argumentó sus motivaciones:

“No me gustan los lunes. Solo lo hice para animarme el día. No tengo ninguna razón más, solo fue por divertirme. [...]. Vi a los niños como patos que andaban por una charca y un rebaño de vacas rodeándolos. Blancos fáciles"

Brenda fue condenada a 30 años de prisión, donde actualmente cumple pena.

Pero lo tremendo de la historia no queda aquí. Bob Geldof escribió la famosa canción inspirada en los hechos. Solo un mes después de los acontecimientos su desconocido grupo lanzó la canción. Inmediatamente fueron número uno en el Reino Unido. En Estados Unidos, sin embargo, fue censurada negando su promoción por motivos educativos.

La historia se repite sin cesar, y mientras haya armas por Navidad, nada cambiará.

John Mayer - No Such Thing

"Welcome to the real world", she said to me
Condescendingly
Take a seat
Take your life
Plot it out in black and white
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
And the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
Is still hiding
Up my sleeve

Pete Doherty - Back From The Dead

I heard it said
You had come back from the dead
And you were playing so fine
Scooping up the soul of the wine

Moby - Mistake

Don't speak to me this way, don't ever let me say
Don't leave me again, don't leave me again

I've never felt this loss before and the world is closing doors
I never wanted anything more
I've never felt this loss before and the world is closing doors
I never wanted anything more

The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

I was thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when
we kiss they're perfectly aligned
and I have to speculate that God himself
did make us into corresponding shapes like
puzzle pieces from the clay

Aerosmith - Mama Kin

It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy.
tell ya, honey, how i feel.
i've been dreaming,
floatin' down stream and
losin' touch with all that is real.

We Are Scientists - Rules Don't Stop

Don’t be alarmed
It’s not the end of the world
If we’re breaking the rules it’s fine
I disregard this kind of problem all the time

WOODKID - I love you

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Where the light shivers offshore
Through the tides of oceans
We are shining in the rising sun

As we are floating in the blue
I am softly watching you
Oh boy your eyes betray what burns inside you

Left Lane Cruiser - Waynedale

Audioslave - Revelations

You know what to do, you know what I did
Since you know everything just clue me in
I am such a wreck, I am such a mess
I know what I know, why don't you fill in the rest