Deslices

Deslices

viernes, 29 de julio de 2011

La Rosa "Arden en llamas"

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"Neonoir.Cine negro americano moderno" hoy en la Semana Negra de Gijón




Pues sí. Un cambio de última hora nos traslada de fecha a hoy viernes en la presentación del libro "NeoNoir. Cine Negro Americano Moderno" (T&B). Será, finalmente, en la Carpa A Quemarropa a partir de las 18 horas. Intervendremos Jesús Palacios, José Havel y un servidor, Manolo D. Abad (en la foto los tres).

jueves, 28 de julio de 2011

Los Hermanos Dalton "Desde la pared"

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lunes, 25 de julio de 2011

Desde el pasado viernes y hasta el 31 de julio

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Are you the one that i´ve been waiting for?"

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I've felt you coming girl, as you drew near
I knew you'd find me, cause I longed you here
Are you my destiny? is this how you'll appear?
Wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes?
Well take that coat babe, and throw it on the floor
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

As you've been moving surely toward me
My soul has comforted and assured me
That in time my heart it will reward me
And that all will be revealed
So I've sat and I've watched an ice-age thaw
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/nick+cave/are+you+the+one+that+ive+been+waiting+for_20100068.html ]
Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
Out of longing great wonders have been willed
They're only little tears, darling, let them spill
And lay your head upon my shoulder
Outside my window the world has gone to war
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

O we will know, won't we?
The stars will explode in the sky
O but they don't, do they?
Stars have their moment and then they die

There's a man who spoke wonders though I've never met him
He said, 'he who seeks finds and who knocks will be let in'
I think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
And how every little thing anticipates you
All down my veins my heart-strings call
Are you the one that I've been waiting for?

sábado, 23 de julio de 2011

Amy Winehouse (1983-2011)



Ha conseguido entrar en el "Club de los 27" (por poco). Aparte de eso, NADA (creativamente) reseñable. Para el mausoleo del olvido (rock). Y no me cuenten esa falacia de la gran voz, que de eso están llenas las orquestas de pachanga.

viernes, 22 de julio de 2011

Hoy en Avilés


Jackson Browne en el Centro Niemeyer a las 21:00 h. 25€

jueves, 21 de julio de 2011

Buffalo Tom "Wiser"

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The autumn leaves
Me here without a tooth
You've given me the shaft
My friend's car's breaking down
And I've got no ride home

And I'm left out
The apes in the evergreens
The grape leaves and jasmine tea
Comforts you, without me
Without me

And I am none the wiser for it all
Your voice is shaky on the telephone call
You ride your little Pinto in the rain

And you stall out
With no one to give you a jump
Just hook your cables to me
And then you'll see
That I can start you up
That I can start you up

It's closing time in town
There's not a soul around
To see you when you're down
To see you when you're down

And I am none the wiser for it all
Your voice is shaky on the telephone call
You ride your little Pinto in the rain

When I think of all you've done
Take your Pinto for a run
I see you're the wiser one
You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done
And the rain soaks up the sun
I see we're the wiser ones
We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones

And you know you're beholden
To no one but me
And you know you're beholden
To no one but me

Drive back
Drive back
Drive back
Drive back
Drive back
Drive back

When I think of all you've done
Take your Pinto for a run
I see you're the wiser one
You're the wiser one, you're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done
And the rain soaks up the sun
I see we're the wiser ones
We're the wiser ones, we're the wiser ones

When I think of all you've done
Take your Pinto for a run
I see you're the wiser one
You're the wiser one

When I think of all we've done
And the rain soaks up the sun
I see we're the wiser ones
We're the wiser ones

When I think of all you've done
Take your Pinto for a run
I see you're the wiser one
You're the wiser one

martes, 19 de julio de 2011

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds "Spell"



Through the woods, and frosted moors
Past the snow-caked hedgerows I
Bed down upon the drifting snow
Sleep beneath the melting sky
I whisper all your names
I know not where you are
But somewhere, somewhere, somewhere here
Upon this wild abandoned star

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

I have no abiding memory
No awakening, no flaming dart
No word of consolation
No arrow through my heart
Only a feeble notion
A glimmer from afar
That I cling to with my fingers
As we go spinning wildly through the stars

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

The wind lifts me to my senses
I rise up with the dew
The snow turns to streams of light
The purple heather grows anew
I call you by your name
I know not where you are
But somehow, somewhere, sometime soon
Upon this wild abandoned star

And I'm full of love
And I'm full of wonder
And I'm full of love
And I'm falling under
Your spell

domingo, 17 de julio de 2011

Haz las paces...



"Haz las paces con tu pasado para que no arruine el presente"






(Regina Brett)

jueves, 14 de julio de 2011

Adrian Borland and The Citizens "Light the sky"

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You can always detect
The breaking of a voice
And you can always defect
And walk away from the choice
But I don't wonder why
When I look into your eyes
I need you like the sky
I need you light the sky

And when the days go dark
There's still the stars up above
Breaking through the blackness
With their hopes of days to come
And I don't wonder why
When I look into your eyes
I need you like the sky
I need you to light the sky

Is all my world only broken dreams?
Is all my faith as weak as it seems?

I can feel your pain
It's all been said before
But I say it again
Because that's what love is for
And I don't wonder why
When I look into your eyes
I need you like the sky
I need you to light the sky


Desde hoy y hasta el domingo en Benicàssim

martes, 12 de julio de 2011

Rowland S. Howard "Life´s what you make it"

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The Beasts Of Bourbon "Watch your step"

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viernes, 8 de julio de 2011

The Chameleons "Second skin"

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One cold damp evening
The world stood still
I watched as I held my breath
A silhouette I thought I knew
Came through
And someone spoke to me
Whispered in my ear
This fantasy's for you
Fantasies are "in" this year

My whole life passed before my eyes
I thought
What they say is true
I shed my skin and my disguise
And cold, numb and naked
I emerged from my cocoon
And a half remembered tune
Played softly in my head

Then he turned smiling
And said
I realise a miracle is due
I dedicate this melody to you
But is this the stuff dreams are made of?
If this is the stuff dreams are made of
No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air
Everywhere
It feels like I'm everywhere

It's like you fail to make the connection
You know how vital it is
Or when something slips through your fingers
You know how precious it is
Well you reach the point where you know
It's only your second skin

Someone's banging on my door

Una tarde húmeda y fría, el mundo se paralizó.

Mientras contenía el aliento,
vi cómo una silueta que me parecía familiar se acercaba hacia mí.
Y alguien me habló, susurrándome al oído:
Esta fantasía es para ti; las fantasías están de moda este año.

Mi vida entera pasó ante mis ojos,
y pensé: lo que ellos dicen es cierto...,
así que me despojé de mi piel y de mi disfraz;
y frío, entumecido y desnudo, emergí de mi capullo de seda,
mientras en mi cabeza sonaba una suave melodía recordada a medias.

Él se dio la vuelta y, sonriendo, dijo:
Me doy cuenta de que aquí hace falta un milagro...
Dedico esta melodía para ti.

Pero, ¿es ésto de lo que están hechos los sueños...?
Si esto es de lo que están hechos los sueños,
no es extraño que me sienta como flotando en el aire...

Me doy cuenta de que aquí hace falta un milagro...
Dedico esta melodía para ti.

Pero, ¿es ésto de lo que están hechos los sueños...?
Si esto es de lo que están hechos los sueños,
no es extraño que me sienta como flotando en el aire...
En todas partes, es como si estuviese en todas partes.

Es como cuando no consigues relacionar ciertas cosas
y sabes lo importante que es.
O como cuando algo se te escapa entre los dedos
y te das cuenta de lo precioso que es.
Llegas entonces a la conclusión de que esto es sólo tu segunda piel.
Sólo tu segunda piel.

Alguien está llamando a mi puerta.
Algo está llamando a mi puerta.

Es como cuando no consigues relacionar ciertas cosas
y sabes lo vital que es.
Alguien está llamando a mi puerta.
O como cuando algo se te escapa entre los dedos
y te das cuenta de lo precioso que es.
Algo está llamando a mi puerta.
Llegas entonces a la conclusión de que esto es sólo tu segunda piel.
Sólo tu segunda piel.

Alguien está llamando a mi puerta.

jueves, 7 de julio de 2011

The National "Santa Clara"

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miércoles, 6 de julio de 2011

Anna Massey (1937-2011)

domingo, 3 de julio de 2011

40 años de la muerte de Jim Morrison

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viernes, 1 de julio de 2011

Proximamente en Benicàssim