Long life to Rock & Roll...!

ACDC se acerca, señores...

Yo se la chupo a Angus Young

¡Genial! (calentando motores para los ACDC)

Island cumple años... ¡Felicidades!

50 años de discos para islas desiertas

That´s Rock & Roll...!

Un jurado condena por asesinato a Phil Spector

En fins... Cuanta droga, cuanta droga...!

Kurt Cobain

15 años de la muerte del lider de Nirvana

¿Donde estabas tú?

Rock & Roll Circus ;-)

Bacanales Babilónicas

Our gift 4 our anniversary... Thanks, people...!

"Sitting on the dock of the bay" by Otis Redding

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
'Cause I've had nothing to live for
And look like nothin's gonna come my way

So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Look like nothing's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same, yes

Sittin' here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

(whistle)

¿Verdad qué es una maravilla?

P.D. Joder, si es que teníamos que haber nacido todos negros

¡Noooooooooooooooooooo!

Hay momentos en que no podemos evitar que sólo nos vengan soluciones drásticas a la cabeza para "arreglar" ciertas cosas de raíz...

Spandau Ballet vuelve

Ultimamente nuestros músicos no es que están muy optimistas, la verdad

Javier Corcobado: "La humanidad es lo peor, el mal gusto crece año a año"

Santiago Auserón anhela regresar al neolítico

Por esto nos llaman The Joker...

Some people call me the space cowboy,yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitus of love.

People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here,
right here at home

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun.

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my loving on the run Wooo Woooo

You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Wanna shake your tree.
a Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one Wooo Wooooo

Wooo Wooo
People keep talking about me baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
Cause I'm right here at home

You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time

Jet Airliner

Leavin home, out on the road
Ive been down before
Ridin along in this big ol jet plane
Ive been thinkin about my home

But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like its all been done
Somebodys tryin to make me stay
You know Ive got to be movin on

Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people Ive trusted
Ive got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted

But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Touchin down in new england town
Feel the heat comin down
Ive got to keep on keepin on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin around

And Im goin with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I dont want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit goin down in the city

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its there that I belong

Señor, señor...

Michael Jackson agota las entradas para sus 50 conciertos londinenses

¿Quién no fue "mod" en algún momento?

Aquella inolvidable Quadrophenia... My generation, baby... Yeah...! ;-)

Revival "mod"

Van Morrison, con un par...

"Sólo me gusta la música. El resto es una mierda"

Bastante (o un muy) de acuerdo contigo, Santi

Santiago Auserón (Radio Futura): "Regresaría a un neolítico medio nómada y agrario"

"Nos llevan inculcando la idea de crisis desde los años sesenta para mantenernos atentos a la información política y económica. La crisis es el estado natural del ser humano. Ojalá asistiéramos al hundimiento definitivo del sistema financiero. Regresar a un neolítico suave, medio nómada y agrario, sería una buena manera de replanteárnoslo todo."

Juan Perro actua esta noche a las 22.30 en El Sol (Jardines, 3; metro Gran Vía)

¡Buenos Días! Hoy es lunes... :-(

Jajaja... ¡Qué pelos!

[Y ahora sólo para fans de Bangles... Fijaos lo buena que sigue estando la tía veinteynosecuantos años después, ni que hubiese sellado un pacto con el Diablo (que no nos extrañaría)... Uffff... Como dicen los anglos, Susanna Hoffs is Hot...! Si es que la que nace guapa, guapa se queda...]

Jet Airliner

Leavin home, out on the road
Ive been down before
Ridin along in this big ol jet plane
Ive been thinkin about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like its all been done
Somebodys tryin to make me stay
You know Ive got to be movin on

Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people Ive trusted
Ive got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Touchin down in new england town
Feel the heat comin down
Ive got to keep on keepin on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin around
And Im goin with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I dont want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit goin down in the city

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Big ol jet airliner
Dont carry me too far away
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its here that Ive got to stay

Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh, oh big ol jet airliner
Cause its there that I belong

La crisis también trae cosas buenas

El Festimad vuelve a sus orígenes

No Line On The Horizon

¿El mejor disco de U2?

Veremos... Desde Acthung Baby la verdad es que U2 llevan 15 años aburriéndonos... En todo caso, lo que sí que hay que reconocer es que el título es realmente muy apropiado para los tiempos que corren... :-)

¡Esto ya si que es el colmo!

Disculpadnos pero durante unos días no habrá blog... estaremos en la calle tirando piedras..

Adiós al Summercase hasta 2010

Malos tiempos para el directo