Archive for category Indie
Paper Planes – M.I.A.
Posted by administración in Hip Hop, Indie on May 30, 2009
La multipremiada película Slumdog Millionare con el gran éxito Paper Planes de M.I.A. Una gran canción y muy divertida de una película que ha demostrado que el cine no se debe de hacer para vender, se debe de hacer por amor al arte.
Esta cantante es britanica, nació en londres y es de origen Tamil, se dió a conocer a nivel mundial despues de que esta película ganó casi todos los oscares posibles. La letra de esta canción:
[x2]
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make ‘em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait
[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I’m clocking that game
Everyone’s a winner now we’re making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit ‘em
Lethal poison through their system
[x2]
No one on the corner has swag like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going hell just pumping that gas
[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money
M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Business time- Flight of the Conchords
Posted by administración in Alternativa, Hip Hop, Indie, Rock on March 13, 2009
Canción del duo comediante Flight of the Conchords de Nueva Zelanda, compuesto por Bret McKenzie and Jemaine Clement.
Aww yeah
That`s right baby.
Girl, tonight we`re gonna make love. You know how I know, baby? `Cause it`s Wednesday. And Wednesday night is the night that we make love. Tuesday night`s the night that we go and visit your mother, but Wednesday night is the night that we make love. `Cause everything is just right conditions are perfect. There`s nothing good on TV. Conditions are perfect. You lean in close and say something sexy like, “I might go to bed I`ve got work in the morning.” I know what you`re trying to say baby. You`re trying to say, “Oh, yeah. It`s business time. It`s business time.”
It`s business.
It`s business time.
That`s what you`re trying to say you`re trying to say let`s get down to business it`s business time.
It`s business.
It`s business time.
Next thing you know we`re in the bathroom brushing our teeth. That`s all part of it, that`s foreplay. Then you go sort out the recycling. That`s not part of it but it`s still very important. Then we`re in the bedroom. You`re wearing that ugly old baggy t-shirt from that team building exercise you did for your old work. And it`s never looked better on you.
Oh, team building exercise `99.
Oh, you don`t know what you`re doing to me.
I remove my jeans but trip over them `cause I still got my shoes on. But I turn it into a sexy dance.
Next thing you know I`m down to just my socks and you know when I`m down to just my socks what time it is�it`s time for business. It`s business time.
It`s business.
It`s business time.
You know when I`m down to just my socks it`s time for business that`s why they call it business socks.
It`s business.
It`s business time.
Oh.
Ooh, makin` love.
Makin` love for two.
Makin` love for two minutes.
When it`s with me you only need two minutes, `cause I`m so intense. Two minutes in heaven is better than one minute in heaven. You say something like, “Is that it?” I know what you`re trying to say. You`re trying to say, “Aww yeah, that`s it.” Then you tell me you want some more. Well I`m not surprised. But I`m quite sleepy.
It`s business.
It`s business time.
Business hours are over. Right, right.
It`s business.
It`s business time.
Teddy Picker – Arctic Monkeys
Posted by administración in Alternativa, Indie, Rock on March 13, 2009
“Teddy Picker” es una canción de Arctic Monkeys y es el tercer sencillo de su segundo álbum Favourite Worst Nightmare. Fue lanzada el 3 de diciembre de 2007 en Reino Unido. La canción entró a la lista UK Singles y se posicionó en #20.
Despair to the point till they provoke
The punchline before they have told the joke
The sheer desperation to be scene/seen
Staring at the television screen
Despair to the point where they provoke
You to tell the fucking punchline before you have told the joke
Sorry sunshine it doesn’t exist
It wasn’t in the top 100 list
And it’s the thousandth time and it’s even bolder,
Don’t be surprised when you get bent over,
He told ya, that you were gagging for it
She saw it and she grabbed it and it wasn’t what it seemed
The kids all dream of making it, whatever that means
Another variation on a theme
A tangle on the television and the magazine
D’you reckon that they do it for a joke?
D’you reckon that they make ‘em take an oath?
That says “we are defenders
Of any poseur or professional pretender around”
When did your list replace the twist and turn?
Ah the fist, replaced the kissed-on concern
And if you’re bothered, I don’t want your prayers
Save it for the morning after
And it’s the thousandth time and it’s even bolder,
Don’t be surprised when you get bent over,
He told ya, that you were gagging for it
Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough can I have it quicker?
Already thick and you’re getting thicker
Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough can I have it quicker?
Already thick and you’re getting thicker
Asuming that all things are equal,
Who’d want to be men of the people
When there’s people like you?
Reptilectric
Posted by administración in Alternativa, Blues, Indie, Rock on March 1, 2009
Reptilectris es el primer sencillo de su último album: Reptilectric, de la banda mexicana de rock indie Zoé.
Muy buen video sobre la mentalidad el supuesto reptilectric la representación de Quetzalcoatl, para León Lárregui (vocalista y guitarrista de la banda).
Reptilectric tus alas eléctricas
Son de verde cristal de vapor iluminador
Reptilectric ya no creo en ningún dios
Creo en el mar sideral y en el templo bajo mi piel
Reptilectric no me arrepiento de nada
Quiero libertad en un mundo material
Sentir el amor sin volverme a enamorar
Y olvidarme del dolor que hace sufrir
Reptilectric no me arrepiento de nada
Reptilectric profeta galáctico
Mensajero de luz aquí estamos esperándote
Reptilectric no me arrepiento de nada
Reptilectric bienvenido a la tierra
Quiero libertad en un mundo material
Sentir el amor sin volverme a enamorar
Y olvidarme del dolor que hace sufrir
Reptilectric bienvenido a la tierra
Una mañana en el horizonte bajando por el triangulo del sol, sol
Quiero libertad en un mundo material
Sentir el amor sin volverme a encarcelar
Y soltarme del dolor que hace sufrir
Reptilectric bienvenido a la tierra