Bueno a ver. Conocí el grupete este hace un par de semanas y… ¡¡y muy bien!! Realmente no deja de ser pop folk aparentemente normalico pero… no sé, me han gustado mucho sus canciones y tenían un sonido así como muy Tilly and The Wall y ya cuando les he visto en vídeos y he constatado lo monguers que son ya pues… pues bueno, me hice fan de feisbuc y todo [U-uh]. Ellos son Charles Watson (vocals, guitar) and Rebecca Taylor (vocals, guitar, percussion), son de Sheffield y aquí va una cancioncica suya, a ver qué os parece.
Después del salto la letra y cuatro [¡¡CUATRO!!] videos más, muy estupendos y muy recomendables y muy entrañables todos ellos. El link para descargar la canción, en Foroforodubidu.
She said the sleepers on tracks have woken up
It’s the end of the line I guess our luck is up
It was fun while it lasted cause nothing ever does
Love has lost its meaning and it was wasted on us
In the electrical storm you were running wild
You had a death wish you were a child
I came to bearing a lightning bolt
If you came back as the deep sea, I would come back as the salt
It’s like your head is stuck in a tightening vise
Your ears are deaf to your friends’ advice
Because you know that your heart will never be full
It doesn’t always have to be beautiful
Unless its beautiful
Okay leave now leave now if you just can’t stay
Because there’s nothing worse than somebody pretending away
The years of their youth they will never get back
So I’ll go home and practice the traits you said I lacked
Like listening to the thunder of your heart
And how with every other beat we grew further apart
Love is always going to be hard to you both
Never thinking that you’ll ever love anyone else as much
But it’s ugly, it’s ugly now yeah I know
But you never give things enough time to grow
It’s like driving through a carnival
It doesn’t always have to be beautiful
Unless its beautiful
Baby I know it’s over
Tell me (please) wait ‘til you’re sober
Now we know it’s true
The waiting never quite felt like waiting
When the waiting was with you
Baby I know it’s over
Tell me (please) wait ‘til you’re sober
Now we know it’s true
The waiting never quite felt like waiting
When the waiting was with you
So let me tell you tell you a thing or two
About how to survive when there is a me and a you
It’s awful, it’s gruesome, it’s something, it’s cruel
Forever you will ask God if this happened to you
‘Cause I’m always thinking, thinking about where you are
Who you’re with and if your mind is far
From what we do when we’re alone
Love is to much for me and now the wall needs to grow
So when your head stuck in a tightening vise
Your ears are deaf to your friends’ advice
Because you know that your heart will never be full
It doesn’t always have to be beautiful
Unless its beautiful
Baby I know it’s over
Tell me (please) wait ‘til you’re sober
Now we know it’s true
The waiting never quite felt like waiting
When the waiting was with you
Baby I know it’s over
Tell me (please) wait ‘til you’re sober
Now we know it’s true
The waiting never quite felt like waiting
When the waiting was with you
Este me gusta mucho, es muy monguer e incluye una amazin coreografía grupal para ejecutar sentado en una silla. Tomad nota y a ensayar.
Este parte de una premisa muy chorra y dospuntoceril pero la verdad es que está muy bien. A mí desde luego me parece muy entrañable.
Este tiene ya dos años e incluye colorinchis y la chica va en patines, obviamente Nena Daconte se basó en ellos para su Tenía tan-to quedar-teeeeee / teníatan-toamoooooool / guar-da-do para tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
Y este tiene un añico y está rodao todo así como para atrás y es muy absurdo pero de cualquier modo rezuma una cantidad considerable de belleza de manera intrínseca.