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... música de chupipanda (está todo bien)

MiLi — Sat, 15 Mar 2008 18:55:02 +0000

Aún me estoy acostumbrando al nuevo trabajo: horario, entorno y demás... Y a procurar redistribuir el resto de mi tiempo libre, de forma organizada, entre las otras cosas que tengo que hacer. Fácil no es, pero está todo bien. Mucho más bien que la tienda. Levantarme a las 7 no mola nada, pero salir los viernes a las 3, insisto, no tiene precio.

Ahora que empiezo, de nuevo, a redirigir mi vida hacia donde, hace un rato que ya tenía que estar dirigida, me siento arrollada por el entusiasmo propio de las épocas de cambio:

- Nena, ¿Tú crees que la nueva mascarilla para el pelo, antiencrespamiento claro, que me he comprado y la cremita ésta para la cara acabarán de arreglar mi vida?

- Sí, sí, lo importante es mimarse... - afirma Jani.

Y es que ella, a pragmática, objetiva y realista, o me empata o me gana.

Música de chupipanda para el sábado por la tarde; porque hace un ratito que escuchaba fados (por voluntad propia) y el bajón injustificado ha sido tal que sólo podía arreglarse con alguna popada* de este calibre: nótese el sospechoso parecido de este vídeo con el What are You Waiting for de Gwen Stefani... nótense los botines rojos de Chloé que lleva la pertadiña** de la Ashley... Nótese la envida cochina en mi voz...

* Que viene de Pop, claro.

** Que viene de petarda, claro.

Number 789 - Berlin

The Definitive 1000 Songs of all Time 1955 to 2005 — Tue, 25 Dec 2007 03:44:24 +0000

Number 789

Berlin

"Take My Breath Away"

(1986)
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Genre:Pop

Talk about one extreme from another, earlier in "The Definitive 1000 Songs Of All Time 1955 to 2005" (see number 892) Berlin did that song, com'n you know the one, dont play dumb now. Yet in 1986 they released this pop syrupy love ballad "Take my breath away" to an even greater acclaim. Or was it because of a film? Oh well, i'm pretty sure it was the song....

"Before Gwen Stefani and No Doubt, pre-Shirley Manson and Garbage and dozens of other current sensations, there was Berlin - the American Progenitor of electro-pop and sexy provocation fronted by the enigmatic Terri Nunn. And while many bands that had tremendous success in the '80s are the recipients of tributes today, few have had as far-reaching an impact or grooves nearly as timeless as those of Berlin."

"Their success began early, vaulting a self-produced debut EP into gold sales status (1982’s Pleasure Victim). From there, the band earned a major label deal with Geffen, where they went on to produce enduringly edgy tunes like “No More Words,” “Now It’s My Turn” and “Take My Breath Away,” the smoldering, Giorgio Moroder-produced love song that propelled the sales of millions of copies of the Top Gun soundtrack. “Take My Breath Away” also spawned an international number-one single, a Golden Globe Award and an Academy Award."

For No Doubt see Number 614

For more Berlin see Number 892

For Garbage see Number 904

Rolling Stone Top 500 Songs ranked this song at Number (Oh please)and the Album ranked at Number (OK, lets talk about Grammy's ...)

This song has a crowbarred rating of 58.2 out of 108

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Waikanae

...a veces, escucho esto (pero no se lo digas a nadie)

MiLi — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 17:40:09 +0000

Ni en vacaciones descansa Noemí, que me coloca otro Meme mientras estoy de viaje. Por lo visto éste va de confesar qué canciones nunca admitiría en público que me gustan (aunque en realidad me vuelvan loca). En mi defensa diré...mmm... bah, esto no se puede defender. Ahí van:

1) Everyway that I can (Sertab Erener):

Encabeza la lista la ganadora de Eurovision del 2003. Nuestra OT no podía competir con esto. Me encanta la canción y el show que se montaron las chicas turcas, con reminiscencias de la película de La Celda, más.

2) El aire de la calle (Los Delinquëntes):

La Mama es gaditana. ¿Y yo qué le voy a hacer sí me sale la vena flamenca de vez en cuando?

3) Señora (Rocío Jurado):

Escuchaba esta canción cuando no tenía más de ocho años. Entonces no había chóferes que vendieran a su madre por cinco minutos de gloria, ni niños adoptados a los que fotografiar el día de su primera comunión, ni milagrosas dietas de la alcachofa... Entonces la gente sólo cantaba, y a mí esta canción me encantaba.

4) Hollaback girl (Gwen Stefani):

Despierta a la quinceañera que hay en mí (y que suele despertar más a menudo de lo que debería). Gracias a ella, Jani y yo pasamos a denominarnos Acid Cheerleaders de boca de Yaris. Siempre supimos que fue con cariño.

5) Carrie (Europe):

Sí, son los del Final Countdown, aunque yo prefiero ésta. Con cinco años le decía a la Mama que me quería casar con Joey Tempest: me llevó a una clínica de rehabilitación los siguientes diez años, sin éxito. Hace un par de años Europe volvió en concierto a Barcelona y tras chantajear a un amigo con que de ello dependía mi estabilidad emocional, me acompañó a verlos. Y lo a punto que estuve de llorar cuando tocaron ésta...

**Bueno, yo animo de nuevo a todo mi Blogroll a hacer el Meme, menos a los que ya les cayó el de Noemí, que con una vez es suficiente! Pero sobretodo a los chicos de Sonido Estereofónico que para eso acaban de abrir un blog musical!!**

Sweet Escape (Feat. AKON)

dSouLaNna — Thu, 26 Apr 2007 07:50:52 +0000

Gwen]
If I could escape I would but,
First of all, let me say
I must apologize for acting stank & treating you this way
Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator
Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold?

[CHORUS]
If I could escape & recreate a place that's my own world
& I could be your favourite girl (forever), Perfectly together
Tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet? (sweet escape)
If I could be sweet, I know I've been a real bad girl (I'll try to change)
I didn't mean for you to get hurt (whatsoever)
We can make it better, Tell me boy wouldn't that be sweet? (sweet escape)

[Akon]
I want to get away, to our sweet escape
I want to get away, yeah

[Gwen]
You held me down, I'm at my lowest boiling point
Come help me out, I need to get me out of this joint
Come on let's bounce, counting on you to turn me around
Instead of clowning around, let's look for some common ground
So baby, times get a little crazy
I've been gettin' a little lazy, waitin' on you to come save me
I can see that you're angry by the way that you treat me
Hopefully you don't leave me, wanted you with me

[CHORUS]
If I could escape & recreate a place that's my own world
& I could be your favourite girl (forever), Perfectly together
& tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet? (sweet escape)
If I could be sweet (sorry boy)
I know I've been a real bad girl (I'll try to change)
I didn't mean for you to get hurt (whatsoever)
We can make it better
& tell me boy now wouldn't that be sweet? (sweet escape)

Woohoo, Yeehoo
Woohoo, Yeehoo (If I could escape)
Woohoo, yeehoo (If I could escape)
Woohoo, Yeehoo

Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor
It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator
Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold?

Woohoo, Yeehoo (I wanna get away, get away)
Woohoo, Yeehoo (To our sweet escape)
Woohoo, Yeehoo (I wanna get away)
Woohoo, Yeehoo (Yeah)
Woohoo, Yeehoo
Woohoo, Yeehoo

Wind it Up

dSouLaNna — Sat, 20 Jan 2007 10:32:47 +0000

High on the hills with the lonely goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-lay-he-hoo
Yodell back with the girl and goatherd, lay-od-lay-od-low

Wind it up
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

(Yeah)
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on, the girls all line up
And the boys all look, but no, they can't touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much

They like way we dance, they like the way we work
They like that way that L.A.M.B. is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants, it compliments my shape (She's crazy, right?)
They like the way we react everytime we dance

Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

You've got to let the beat get under your skin
You've got to open up, and let it all in
But see, once it gets in, the poppin' begins
And then you find out, why all the boys stare

They're trying to bite our style
Trying to study our approach
They like the way we do it, so original
I guess that they are slow, so they should leave the room
This beat is for the clubs, and cars that go

Everytime the bass bangs, realize it calls your name
Let the beat wind you up, and don't stop till your time is up
Get in line now

Uh, uh, uh, wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Ya'll ready)

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low

Uh huh, it's your moment
Uh huh, come on girl, you know you own it
Uh huh, you know your key is still tick-tockin'
Hell yeah, and you know they're watchin'

Get it girl, get it, get it girl
Get it girl, get it, get it girl
To the front, to the side,
To the back, but don't let him ride

Keep goin' girl, it's your night
Don't let him steal your light
I know he thinks you're fine and stuff
But does he know how to wind you up?
(Come on)

Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Wind it up, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yodellay, yodallay, yodal-low, hey!