La delgada línea entre el aquí y el allá, el entonces y el ahora, o Yo no quería ser burócrata

Jacques Brel, Les Bourgeois

Just for the fun of it

Algo que había estado posponiendo, procrastinando, como dice el dominguero armandís de mina, era poner este video de Cibo Matto, Sugar Water, dirigido por el genio (sí lo es, a pesar de Gael) de Michel Gondry. Véanlo con atención, de ser posible dos veces, concentrándose en un lado a la vez:



¡Ah chingá!, ¿cómo le hizo?

You're in a laundry room

Uno de los mayores placeres de mi adolescencia, esa etapa en la que uno cree que nadie lo entiende, era escuchar a Nirvana. La mayoría de las veces no sabía qué era lo que cantaba Kurt (como si tuviera canicas en la boca, diría Weird Al Yankovic), pero sentía que él sí me comprendía. En los momentos en que el dolor era casi insoportable metía la cabeza entre las dos bocinas de mi estéreo y le subía todo el volumen a cualquier canción de Nirvana.

Y bueno, la muerte de Kurt, lloré, bla bla.

A veces oigo mis viejos (y nuevos) discos de Nirvana y me golpean olas de nostalgia. Nunca dejaré de oírlos y de sentir lo que siento, ni dejaré llorar por lo que de mí se llevó Kurt y por el adolescente que no recuperaré.

Relativamente hace poco "descubrí" muchas canciones de Nirvana que no aparecieron en ningún album oficial. Muchas y muy buenas. Una de mis favoritas es Sappy, que tiene una curiosa historia.

Kurt la compuso y la grabaron con distorsión, pero no tenía el sonido adecuado. Después la volvieron a grabar, limpia, y tampoco. Tres años después se volvieron famosos, la volvieron a grabar y esta versión sí les gustó, no obstante nunca fue incluida en grabaciones mayores, incluso después de la muerte de Kurt.

Es una canción excelente, oscura, pesada, de la que existen varias versiones. En una de las primeras se oye: "And if you say your prayers, you will make God happy". En las estrofas siguientes se sustituye God por Him, como quedó en la última versión.

También hay distintas versiones de la letra en internet, según la página, que no pasan de una palabra más o menos. La letra que posteo la escuché con cuidado e hice cambios según me parecieron correctos, además, cotejé varias versiones.



Sappy

And if you save yourself
you will make him happy
he'll keep you in a jar
and you'll think you're happy
he'll give you breathing holes
and you'll think you're happy
he'll cover you with grass
and you'll think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room
you're in a laundry room
the clue just came to you, oh

and if you cut yourself
you will think you're happy
he'll keep you in a jar
then you'll make him happy
he'll give you breathing holes
then you'll think you're happy
he'll cover you with grass
then you'll think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room
you're in a laundry room
the clue that came to you, oh

You're in a laundry room
you're in a laundry room
the clue that came to you, oh

And if you fool yourself
you will make him happy
he'll keep you in a jar
then you'll think you're happy
he'll give you breathing holes
then you will seem happy
tyu'll wallow in your shit
then you'll think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room
you're in a laundry room
you're in a laundry room
the clue that came to you, oh

¿Saben qué? incluyo de una vez la primera versión:

And if you say your prayers
You will make God happy
And if you do what's true
You will make me happy
I'll keep you in a jar
And you will seem happy
I'll give you breathing holes
You will think you're happy, now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll bring you fine rewards
Then you will feel happy
I'll keep you in my room
I'm sure you'll be happy
And if you save your soul
You will think you're happy now

You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room
You're in a laundry room

Los monos árticos

Éste es el primer video que posteo (verso sin esfuerzo), es de Arctic Monkeys, la primer canción y sencillo de su nuevo álbum, Your favourite worst nightmare, que es un prodigio de disco. Incluyo la letra. El segundo sencillo, Fluorescent adolescent, es igual de bueno, chéquenlo... ¿saben qué?, mejor lo incluyo también.


Brianstorm

Brian,
top marks for not tryin'
so kind of you to bless us
with your effortlessness
we're grateful and so strangely comforted.

And I wonder are you puttin' us under
cause we can't take our eyes
off the t-shirt and ties combination
well see you later, innovator.

Some want to kiss some want to kick you
there's not a net you couldn't slip through
or at least that's the impression I get
cause you're smooth and you're wet
and she's not aware yet but she's yours.

She'll be sayin' "use me",
"Show me the jacuzzi"
I imagine that it's there on a plate
your rendezvous rate
means that you'll never be frightened to make them wait
for a while
I doubt it's your style
not to get what you set
out to acquire
the eyes are on fire
you are the unforecasted storm.

(Brian)
Calm, collected, and commandin'
(Top marks for not tryin')
You made the other stories standin'
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
that have wept cause you've stolen their...
thunder
Are you puttin' us under
Cause we can't take our eyes
off the t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator




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Fluorescent adolescent

You used to get it in your fishnets
now you only get it in your night dress
discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
you landed in a very common crisis
everything's in order in a black hole
nothing seems as pretty as the past though
that Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
remember when you used to be a rascal?

Oh the boys a slag
the best you ever had
the best you ever had
is just a memory and those dreams
not as daft as they seem
not as daft as they seem
my love when you dream them up.

Flicking through a little book of sex tips
remember when the boys were all electric?
now when she tells she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it
clinging to not getting sentimental
said she wasn't going but she went still
likes her gentlemen not to be gentle
was it a Mecca Dabber or a betting pencil?

Oh the boys a slag
the best you ever had
the best you ever had
is just a memory and those dreams
not as daft as they seem
not as daft as they seem
my love when you dream them up

Oh where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Whoa...

You're falling about
you took a left off Last Laugh Lane
you just sounded it out
but you're not coming back again

You're falling about
you took a left off Last Laugh Lane
you just sounded it out
but you're not coming back again

You used to get it in your fishnets
(You're falling about)
now you only get it in your night dress
discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
(you took a left off Last Laugh Lane)
you landed in a very common crisis
everything's in order in a black hole
(you just sounded it out)
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
that Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco
(but you're not coming back again)
remember when you used to be a rascal?