27 dic. 2011

Sopa - Genial, Pero Imposible





Y después de más de 180 temas subidos, me atrevo a un poco de autobombo. Este es el temazo de Fer Tartaglia en el que tuve el honor de grabar un tecladito. Grabado en agosto de 2010.

Bajo y Voz: Fer Tartaglia
Guitarra: Juan Bogado
Teclados: Szulmi
Batería: Andrés Vergara.

Si te abre el apetito, ¡bajate el disco gratarola!

25 dic. 2011

Vanity 6 - Nasty Girl



That's right, pleased to meet you I still won't tell you my name Don't you believe in mystery Don't you wanna play my game I'm lookin' for a man to love me Like I never been loved before I'm lookin' for a man that'll do it anywhere Even on a limousine floor 'cause // Tonight I'm livin' in a fantasy My own little nasty world Tonight, don't you wanna come with me Do you think I'm a nasty girl // I guess I'm just used to sailors I think they got water on the brain I think they got more water upstairs Than they got sugar on a candy cane That's right, it's been a long time Since I had a man that did it real good If you ain't scared, take it out I'll do it like a real live nasty girl should // Tonight I'm livin' in a fantasy My own little nasty world Tonight, don't you wanna come with me Do you think I'm a nasty girl // Please, please Please, please // I don't like this groove Try and give me something I can croon to Catch my drift // That'll work // That's right, I can't control it I need 7 inches or more Tonight I can no longer hold it Get it up, get it up, I can't wait anymore // Uh, it's time to jam Dance nasty girls, dance Everybody, uh, it's time to jam Nasty girls, dance, dance, dance // (Are you gonna come) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) Uh Is that it Mmm, wake me when you're done I guess you'll be the only one having fun

23 dic. 2011

Paco de Lucia Sextet - Solo quiero caminar



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18 dic. 2011

15 dic. 2011

8 dic. 2011

Fito Páez - A las piedras de Belén



Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova Jehova

7 dic. 2011

Genesis - Back In NYC



I see faces and traces of home back in New York City - So you think I'm a tough kid? Is that what you heard? Well I like to see some action and it gets into my blood. They call me the trail blazer - Rael - electric razor I'm the pitcher in the chain gang, we don't believe in pain 'cos we're only as strong, yes we're only as strong, as the weakest link in the chain. Only after a spell in Pontiac reformatory was he given any respect in the gang. Let me out of Pontiac when I was just seventeen, I had to get it out of me, if you know what I mean, what I mean. You say I must be crazy, 'cos I don't care who I hit, who I hit. But I know it's me that's hitting out and I'm, I'm not full of shit. I don't care who I hurt, I don't care who I do wrong. This is your mess I'm stuck in, I really don't belong. When I take out my bottle, filled up high with gasoline, You can tell by the night fires where Rael has been, has been. Now, walking back home after a raid, he was cuddling a sleeping porcupine. That night he pictured the removal of his hairy heart and to the accompaniment of very romantic music he watched it being shaved smooth by an anonymous stainless steel razor. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair, Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No! Off we go... Your sitting in your comfort you don't believe I'm real, You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel. Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash, But it was mine in the first place, so I'll burn it to ash. And I've tasted all the strongest meats, And laid them down in coloured sheets (laid them down in coloured sheets). Who needs illusion of love and affection When you're out walking the streets with your mainline connection? connection. As I cuddled the porcupine He said I had none to blame, but me. Held my heart, deep in hair. Time to shave, shave it off, it off. No time for romantic escape, When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!

4 dic. 2011

Prefab Sprout - Looking for Atlantis



If you're looking for Atlantis You should cast your eye on me Put your two and two together Don't you know who built Atlantis Then returned to the sea Don't you know who owns the weather ? Rain or shine Sure is good to seek a challenge Sure is fine to set your sights Sure is foolish to be blinded There are legions out there churching Searching for the holy grail Isn't one of them can find it All this time You should be loving someone And you know who it must be Cause you'll never find Atlantis Til you make that someone me You should be loving someone And you know who it must be Cause you'll never find Atlantis Til you make that someone me Say you do find your volcano and the darn thing is still hot Lesson one Child don't waste it Lesson two The world's your cherry But tomorrow ? Maybe not Lesson three Come on and taste it All this time You should be loving someone And you know who it must be Cause you'll never find Atlantis Til you make that someone me You should be loving someone And you know who it must be Cause you'll never find Atlantis Til you make that someone me

30 nov. 2011

28 nov. 2011

Manal - Avellaneda Blues



Vía muerta, calle con asfalto siempre destrozado. Tren de carga, el humo y el hollín están por todos lados. Hoy llovió y todavía está nublado. Sur y aceite, barriles en el barro, galpón abandonado. Charco sucio, el agua va pudriendo un zapato olvidado. Un camión interrumpe el triste descampado. Luz que muere, la fábrica parece un duende de hormigón y la grúa, su lágrima de carga inclina sobre el dock. Un amigo duerme cerca de un barco español. Amanece, la avenida desierta pronto se agitará. Y los obreros, fumando impacientes, a su trabajo van. Sur, un trozo de este siglo, barrio industrial.

27 nov. 2011

Max Raffeng - San Andrés



No es que yo crea que es un santo ni nada parecido.
Más bien es que no hay ciudades que se llamen solo "Andrés".
Feliz cumpleaños.

25 nov. 2011

Yo La Tengo - Oklahoma, U.S.A.



All life we work but work is bore, If life's for livin' what's livin' for, She lives in a house that's near decay, Built for the industrial revolution, But in her dreams she is far away, In Oklahoma U.S.A. With Shirley Jones and Gordon McRea, As she buys her paper at the corner shop, She's walkin' on the surrey with the fringe on top, Cos in her dreams she is far away, In Oklahoma U.S.A., She walks to work but she's still in a daze, She's Rita Hayworth or Doris Day, And Errol Flynn's gonna take her away, To Oklahoma U.S.A., All life we work but work is a bore, If life's for livin' then what's livin' for.

24 nov. 2011

16 nov. 2011

The Shins - The Celibate Life




The dust from a four-day affair is now landing All over the floor and your brown legs The gold plated legs of my rival Whose eyes had no reason to fall. You led no celibate life no skirt while chemicals danced on your head. You stole the keys to this ride and your fables are falling tonight. Because of your struggle to make them. Their taste for your past time is fading Remember the girls in the middle are always the first to fall off. You'll learn to live like a mouse, Searching the cracks in the floor to remember All the dregs in the crowd you barely recall You led no celibate life no skirt while chemicals danced on your head. You stole the keys to this ride and your fables are falling tonight.

BILY "JEY" BOLI presenta

Veintiséis canciones para musicalizar el auto.
En caso de que el auto en el cual se quieran escuchar estas canciones no esté equipado con reproductor de mp3 o discos compactos, por su misma duración es fácil grabarlo en una cinta de 90 minutos: un disco por lado.




Incluye canciones de y/o por:
Os Paralamas do Sucesso - Tryo - ZZ Top - Freddie King - Blues Brothers Johnny Hodges - The Clash - Bob Dylan - Willy Crook - The Kinks - Duran Duran - Iggy Pop - Tom Waits - Fiery Furnaces - Blondie - Led Zeppelin - The Police - Moris - The Who