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viernes, 15 de mayo de 2015
sábado, 23 de febrero de 2013
Please don't waste my time
Interpretación: Magic Slim & the Teardrops
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Del disco Gravel Road, 1992.
lunes, 9 de julio de 2012
Dead Shrimp Blues
Robert Johnson
I woke up this mornin' and all my shrimps was dead and gone,
I was thinkin' about you, baby, why you hear me weep and moan.
I got dead shrimps here, someone is fishin' in my pond,
I've served my best bait, baby, and I can't do that no harm.
Everything I do, babe, you got your mouth stuck out,
Hole where I used to fish, you got me posted out,
everything I do, you got your mouth stuck out,
at the hole where I used to fish, baby, you've got me posted out.
I got dead shrimps here, 'n' someone fishin' in my pond,
catchin' my goggle-eye perches, and they barbequin' the bone
Now you taken my shrimps, baby, you know you turned me down.
I couldn't do nothin', until I got myself unwound.
You taken my shrimps, know you turned me down,
babe, I couldn't do nothin', until I got myself unwound.
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Canción grabada en 1936.
martes, 6 de marzo de 2012
Little Girl Blue
Letra y composición: Lorenz Har y Richard Rodgers
Interpretación: Janis Joplin
Sit there and count your fingers,
what else is there to do?
And I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you're through,
Sit there and count your little fingers,
my unhappy little girl, little girl blue.
Sit there, count those raindrops,
don't you feel 'em falling down all around you,
don't you know it's time,
I feel it's time,
somebody told you 'cause you got to know
that all you ever gonna have to count on
or gonna wanna lean on,
It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do
when they're falling down all around you.
I know, I know you're unhappy.
Sit there, go on, go on,
count your fingers.
I know what else, what else have you got to do.
and I know how you feel,
and I know you ain't got no reason to go on,
I know you feel that you must be through
go on and sit right back down,
I want you to count, count your fingers,
my unhappy, my unlucky,
and my little, little girl blue.
I know you're unhappy,
I know, I know just how you feel.
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Janis cantó este famoso tema en numerosos conciertos y presentaciones entre 1968 y 1969, interpretaciones que fueron recogidas en muchos de los LPs y selecciones musicales elaborados tras su fallecimiento, en 1970.
domingo, 4 de marzo de 2012
Someday after a while (You'll be sorry)
Freddy King y Sonny Thompson
I've got to ride that lonesome train,
my heart is heavy with aches and pain,
but someday, someday baby, after a while,
you'll be sorry.
Everyday my clouds are grey,
It takes you to roll all my clouds away,
but someday, someday, after a while,
you'll be sorry.
Trouble, trouble on my mind,
trouble, trouble way down the line,
but I don't need no sympathy,
so baby, baby don't you pity me,
I may be blue, but I don't mind
'cause I know way down the line,
but I said: someday, someday, someday, someday,
someday baby, after a while,
you'll be sorry.
you'll be sorry.
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Tema lanzado originalmente en el LP Kings Of Rhythm & Blues, 1969.
viernes, 24 de febrero de 2012
Cartão postal
Letra y música: Rita Lee
Interpretación: Cazuza
Pra que
sofrer com despedida,
se quem parte não leva
nem o Sol nem as trevas,
e quem fica
não se esquece
tudo o que sonhou.
Tudo é tão simples que cabe num cartão postal
e se a história de amor não pode acabar mal,
o Adeus traz a esperança escondida,
pra que
sofrer com despedida?
Se só vai quem chegou
e quem vem vai partir,
você sofre, se lamenta,
depois vai dormir.
Alguém quando parte
é porque outro alguém vai chegar,
num raio de lua, na esquina, no vento, no mar,
Pra que
querer ensinar a vida?
Pra que sofrer?
Baby, só vai quem chegou
e que vem vai partir…
Você sofre, se lamenta,
depois vai dormir.
Alguém quando parte
é porque outro alguém vai chegar,
num raio de lua, na esquina, no vento, no mar,
pra que querer ensinar a vida?
Pra que
sofrer com despedida?
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Maravillosa canción lanzada por Rita en su LP Fruto Proibido (1975) y regrabada por Cazuza en su último álbum, Burguesia (1989).
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