lunes, 31 de agosto de 2015

LOW: Ones and Sixes



LOW: adelantando la caída de la hoja.

    LOW vuelven cuando el verano se apaga, aparente buena señal para apreciar su intensidad gélida. En su anterior viaje a los bajos fondos del alma, The Invisible Way,  perdieron su liturgia con una decisión totalmente desafortunada: dejarse aconsejar por Jeff Tweedy. El líder de Wilco les despojó de cruces y otros abalorios, elementos que siempre fueron de vital importancia en su creación musical. Basicamente, mató su religiosidad. LOW, sin ella, son como un río sin corrientes. Era la primera vez que sudecía; resultó fatal. Su primer pinchazo tras tantos años de carrera inmaculada...
  Ahora que llega septiembre, intentan recuperar la mística perdida con su nuevo trabajo: Ones and Sixes, Sub Pop 2015 (preciosa portada). Por momentos lo logran -What Part of Me es desde ya un clásico de su carrera-, salvo aquellos en que se enredan en un extraño pop,  a veces carente de ritmo/melodía y acompañados por una intencionada distorsión en la producción. Los de Duluth nos empujan a mirar de frente a Drums and Guns, Sub Pop 2007. Aquella y la que nos ocupa, son obras similares que funcionaron como asidero en la compleja tarea de mantener un nivel tan sobresaliente a lo largo de los años. Un disco que dejará con la sensación de que pudo ser más a sus fans de clausura conventual (como nosotros) y satisfará a los que se engancharon a ellos en épocas más soleadas. Aún así, han logrado quitarse de encima la mala influencia del genial (aunque en horas bajas) músico de Chicago. Notable alto.


Javier Mateos


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miércoles, 26 de agosto de 2015

Paul Simon: The Coast

    
 
Paul Simon: sonrisa juvenil.

    La cuenta atrás había comenzado, lo días de costa y sol tocaban a su fin. Fue un verano diferente, húmedo y caluroso. Se quedó pensando y cerró la casa hasta el siguiente.


Javier Mateos


READ:
A family of musicians took shelter for the night
In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia
Two guitars, batá, bass drum and tambourine
Rose of Jericho and bougainvillea
This is a lonely life
Sorrow’s everywhere you turn
And that’s worth something
When you think about it
That’s worth some money
That’s worth something
When you think about it
That is worth some money
A trip to the market
A trip into the pearl gray morning sunlight
That settles over Washington
A trip to the market
A trip around the world
Where the evening meal
Is negotiable, if there is one
This is a lonely-lone, lonely life
Sorrow’s everywhere you turn
And that’s worth something
When you think about it
That’s worth some money
That’s worth something
When you think about it
That is worth some money
To prove that I love you
Because I believe in you
Summer skies, stars are falling
And if I have money
If I have children
Summer skies, stars are falling
All along the injured coast
Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah
Summer skies and stars are falling
All along the injured coast
Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah
Summer skies, the stars are falling
All along the injured coast
We are standing in the sunlight
The early morning sunlight
In the harbor church of St. Cecilia
To praise a soul’s returning to the earth
To the Rose of Jericho and the bougainvillea
This is the only life
And that’s worth something
When you think about it
That is worth some money
That’s worth something
When you think about it
That is worth some money
To prove that I love you
Because I believe in you
Summer skies, stars are falling
All along the injured coast
And if I have money
If I have children
Summer skies, stars are falling
All along the injured coast
If I have weaknesses
Don’t let them blind me now
Summer skies, stars are falling
All along the injured coast
Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-Wop a Doo-Wah
Summer skies, stars are falling
Leaving the shadow of the valley behind me now
All along the injured coast
Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Doo-Wop a Doo-Wah
Summer skies, and stars are falling
All along the injured coast
Ooh-wah Ooh-wah Doo-Wop a Doo-Wah

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jueves, 13 de agosto de 2015

Neil Young: Driveby

Neil Young; disparos al corazón.

    Es aleatorio, pero natural, oler flores en diferente tipo de campos. Como un tiroreo desde un coche, así caen las estrellas en agosto.

Javier Mateos


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It's a random kind of thing
Came upon a delicate flower
I can't believe a machine gun sings
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby


Well he borrowed his girlfiend's car
Went out riding with the boys
Now she's gone like a shooting star
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby


Now she's gone like a shooting star
Trail of dreams Tragic trail of fire
Now she's gone like a shooting star
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby


Well you feel invincible
It's just a part of life
There's a feud going on and you don't know
Driveby, driveby, driveby, driveby

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lunes, 10 de agosto de 2015

Gene Clark: Were My Love Lies Asleep

 
Gene Clark: olas de melancolía.

   No había noche sin estrellas. No había verano sin calor. No había sueño sin humedad. Así transcurría aquel verano.

Javier Mateos

READ:
Where my love lies asleep
There's no chains to her spirit
As she enters the doorway
Of dreams drifting free
Lightning's flash, rivers roar
Round the island she's sleeping
And the echoes soul
That speaks where she's sleeping
Where my love lies asleep
There's no past nor tomorrow
Only treasures to keep
There's no fears there to borrow


Through the hallways of wonder
Down the steps of the deep
And the secrets that drum
Where my love lies asleep
Past the suns in the morning
Past the stars in their sleep
And the worlds that are near
Where my love lies asleep



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lunes, 20 de julio de 2015

Great Lake Swimmers: Palmistry


Great Lake Swimmers: nadadores de melodías.



Si hay un futuro que sea parecido al cielo azul del verano, sino no lo quiero.

Javier Mateos


READ:

You see by the lines on my hands
I've been carrying a heavy load
You follow them across my palms
Where they run like roads

Won't you come and read the future? Turn it on
Won't you tell me how I will not feel so lonely?

And read the patterns on my skin
Let the fire somehow get in
See my heart-line is intact
So this is what I lacked

Won't you come and read the future? Turn it on
Won't you tell me how I will not feel so lonely?

Under the weight of this balmy night
Tell me something so divine
If there's future in these lines
Bring into the light

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viernes, 17 de julio de 2015

The Cardigans: For What It's Worth

The Cardigans: canciones perfectas.



    Acepté la invitación teniendo en cuenta lo que me esperaba. Mi intuición no falló -como en otras ocasiones-, la cena era previsible, también los gestos. Lo que es aún peor, el vino era de trago aburrido y añejo.


Javier Mateos

READ:
One, two, three, four

Hey baby come round
Keep holding me down
And I'll be keeping you up tonight.

The four letter word got stuck in my head
The dirtiest word that I've ever said
It's making me feel alright.

For what it's worth I love you
And what is worse I really do
Oh what is worse I'm gonna run run run
'Till the sweetness gets to you
And what is worse I love you!

Hey please baby come back
There'll be no more loving attack
And I'll be keeping it cool tonight.

The four letter word is out of my head
Come on around get back in my bed
Keep making me feel alright.

For what it's worth I like you
And what is worse I really do
Things have been worse
And we had fun fun fun
'Till I said I love you
And what is worse I really do!

For what it's worth I love you
And what is worse I really do.
Oh

For what it's worth I love you
And what is worse I really do.
Oh

For what it's worth I love you
And what is worse I really do.... 

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viernes, 3 de julio de 2015

Sufjan Stevens: Chicago


Sufjan Stevens: 10 años entre las nubes.

    10 años de la gran obra musical de este siglo loco. Perfecta y embriagadora como el primer día. Como aquel 4 de julio del 2005. Nuestro ángel aún vuela muy alto, entre sus nubes. Inalcanzable.
Gracias Sufjan.


Javier Mateos


READ:
I fell in love again
All things go, all things go
Drove to Chicago
All things know, all things know
We sold our clothes to the state
I don't mind, I don't mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow
We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

I drove to New York
In a van with my friend
We slept in parking lots
I don't mind, I don't mind
I was in love with the place
In my mind, in my mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow
We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

If I was crying
In the van with my friend
It was for freedom
From myself and from the land
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow
We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow
We had our mindset (I made a lot of mistakes)
All things know, all things know (I made a lot of mistakes)
You had to find it (I made a lot of mistakes)
All things go, all things go (I made a lot of mistakes) 

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