JEFF BUCKLEY - HALLELUJAH

Jeff Buckley, hijo del fabuloso Tim Buckley, saltó a la fama a principios de los noventa sobre todo por su asombrosa versatilidad vocal. Para mí, además de eso, era un gran guitarrista. No es que fuera un virtuoso, es que su guitarra sonaba tan profunda y emocionante como su voz, con millones de matices. La verdad es que no podía decidirme en qué tema postear, pero la verdad es que este es un clásico inigualable. La versión original es de Leonard Cohen, pero ésta de Buckley se convirtió en parámetro para todas las demás versiones. Jeff demuestra todo el potencial de su voz y su guitarra en vivo, tocando Hallelujah...




Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah

Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah (x4)
Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah (x4)

Well baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah (x4)
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah (x4)

Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd out drew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen in the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah (x4)

Hallelujah (x4)

Hallelujah (x5)

JOHNNY CASH - HURT

El maestro es todo, su voz y su ronca coraza son realmente bellos, escuchen este tema de Trent Reznor (de Nine Inch Nails) que creo es un eficaz golpe al corazon, tipo my way pero para mi mejor...




JOHNNY CASH - HURT

I hurt myself today,
to see if i still feel,
i focus on the pain,
the only thing thats real,
The needle tears a hole,
the old familiar sting,
try to kill it all away,
but i remember everything,
(chorus)
what have i become,
my sweetest friend,
everyone i know,
goes away in the end,
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt,
i will let you down,
i will make you hurt,
I wear this crown of thorns,
upon my liars chair,
full of broken thoughts,
i cannot repair,
Beneath the stains of time,
the feelings dissapear,
you are someone else,
i am still right here,
What have i become,
my sweetest friend,
everyone i know,
goes away in the end,
And you could have it all,
my empire of dirt,
i will let you down,
i will make you hurt,
If i could start agian,
a million miles away,
i will keep myself,
i would find a way

PORTISHEAD - THE RIP

Desde Roseland NY Live, Portishead se tomó 10 años para publicar un nuevo disco. Finalmente, en 2008 se editó Third, album en el que la banda sorprendió renovando su sonido. En ese disco es que encontramos The Rip, una canción apasible y a la vez desesperada, que conjuga con éxito la calidez de una guitarra clásica y la voz de Beth Gibbons con la artificialidad de sintetizadores y cajas de ritmo. Sin más, venga esta versión en vivo, ejecutada en el programa Later... with Jools Holland:




Portishead - The Rip
As she walks in the room,
Scented and tall,
Hesitating once more.
And as I take on myself,
And the bitterness I felt,
Realise that love lost, while

White horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?

Through the glory of life,
I'm scattered on the floor,
Disappointed and sore.
And in my thoughts I have bled,
For the riddles I've been fed,
Another lie moves over, while

White horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?

While, white horses,
They will take me away,
And the tenderness I feel,
Will send the dark underneath,
Will I follow?

CALEXICO - RED BLOOMS

Desde el mismísimo infierno del desierto, donde la pesadez se vuelve una constante, viene esta banda con aires del México mas fílmico que podemos imaginar.
Una primera reseña de nostalgia, para dejarnos llevar con frases como: "Losing all the feeling now that Sunrise is outlawed"






Calexico : Red Blooms

When the fists of winter fly
Driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights
Vodka running dry

The statues cloaked in white
Migrants from museums
Losing all the feeling now that
Sunrise is outlawed

Strangers plant themselves
Down in the cold hard ground
Later when the harvest thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom

Crossed out on city maps
Prospekt Mira reveals
Shadows drinking antifreeze
Neath the underpass

Ordered once a gulag’s march
Now cities send the call
Falling from the rooftops fast
And frozen against the wall

Where strangers plant themselves
Dead souls of the underground
When February thaws
Snow drops will be in bloom again

Bloom again, bloom again
Bloom again, bloom again
Red blooms, red blooms