Alegrías del 27 de Agosto

Hoy, especial de la rubia de voz bronca más interesante de la década de los 80 (con perdón de Bonnie Tyler...)
Kim Carnes
"Bette Davis eyes" (Ultrasound Extended Demo)

Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn her music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She got Bette Davis eyes.
And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
She got Greta Garbo stand off sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on her throne
She got Bette Davis eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She's ferocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please ya
She's precocious, and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she's a spy
She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you
She'll unease you
Just to please ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes

Bette Davis eyes
She'll expose you when she snows you
She knows ya
She's got Bette Davis eyes

He puesto esta versión porque me encantan ese riff de guitarra y esas cajas de ritmos y esa frase del teclado... Pero para los puristas, que sé que no soportais las remezclas y tal, aquí va la original:

Kim Carnes
"Bette Davis eyes" (Single Version)


Y también un single posterior que me gustó mucho:
Kim Carnes
"Invisible hands"

Me encantan los videos de esta mujer.

Y el famoso tema suyo incluido en la BSO de "Flashdance":
Kim Carnes
"I'll be here where the heart is"

Preciosa canción.

Y por último, el primer tema suyo que conocí, aunque fue posterior a "Bette Davis eyes". Mencantastacanción:
Kim Carnes
"Voyeur"

Hala, ya ha habido rubia pa rato. Ahora, un par de morenos:

Curro, 2ª parte.

Os juro que no he perdido el interés. Es que cuando llego a casa estoy tan harto de pc que lo que menos me apetece es ponerme a bloguear... Ayns! Qué vida ésta! Con lo que yo he sido, játetú...

Weno, que ya iré haciendo cositas, que no os voy a abandonar. Y poco a poco, iré entrando en los vuestros, que éso sí que lo tengo abandonadísimo y me genera un sentimiento de culpabilidad que pa qué.

Oig, qué lástima tener que trabajar para vivir, tú.

Aclaración: no pienso, éso sí, volver a vivir para trabajar. Que no y que no, hombreyá.

Mister Europa

Pues nada, que fíjate tú por dónde, me entero, dos meses después, de que Mr. Gay Europe 2.008 es españolito...
Aquí le teneis, con sus mejores galas.

O sin ellas, qué coño, que p'algo es un Mr!!!


Merde, la página de Mr blablabla está cerrada por mantenimiento. Vaya, yo que os iba a poner a los finalistas... Bueno, otro año será!

Alegrías del 24 de Agosto

George Michael
"I want your sex" (Monogamy Mix, Parts I, II & III)

"Rhythm 1: Lust"
There's things that you guess
And things that you know
There's boys you can trust
And girls that you don't
There's little things you hide
And little things that you show
Sometimes you think you're gonna get it
But you don't and that's just the way it goes.
I swear i won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Now that we're friends
Every man's got his patience
And here's where mine ends.
I want your sex
I want you
I want your sex
I want your... sex.

And it's playing on my mind
It's dancing on my soul
It's taken so much time
So why don't you just let me go
I'd really like to try
Oh, i'd really love to know
When you tell me you're gonna regret it
Then I tell you that I love you but you still say no!
I swear I won't tease you
Won't tell you no lies
I don't need no bible
Just look in my eyes
I've waited so long baby
Out in the cold
I can't take much more girl
I'm losing control.
I want your sex
I want your love
I want your sex
I want your... sex, sex! Ouh!

It's natural
It's chemical (let's do it)
It's logical
Habitual (can we do it?)
It's sensual
But most of all...
Sex is something that we should do
Sex is something for me and you
Sex is natural - sex is good
Not everybody does it
But everybody should
Sex is natural - sex is fun
Sex is best when it's... one on one
One on one

(Woah-sex) I'm not your father
(Woah-sex) I'm not your brother
(Woah-sex) Talk to your sister
(Woah-sex) I am a lover (whooooa, ouh!)
(Woah-sex, whoa-sex, whoa-sex, whoa-sex)
C-c-c-c-come on

What's your definition of dirty, baby?
What do you consider pornography?
Don't you know i love it till it hurts me, baby?
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me?
What's your definition of dirty, baby?
What do you call pornography?
Don't you know i love it till it hurts me, baby?
Don't you think it's time you had sex with me?
Sex with me
Sex with me
Have sex with me
(Whoa!) C-c-c-c-come on.

"Rhythm 2: Brass in love"
I-I-I-I want you, baby

Oh so much love
That you’ve never seen
Let’s make love
Put your trust in me
Don’t you listen
to what they told you
Because I love you
Let me hold you

I’m not your brother
I’m not your father
Oh will you ever change your mind?
I’m a gentle lover
with a heart of gold
But baby you’ve been so unkind, oh
Come on, I want your sex (gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme come on)
Come on, I want your sex
That’s right, all night
Oh, I want your sex
I want your... sex

Sexy baby’s sexy body
Keeps me guessing with a promise
I know we can come together
But the question is will we ever ever?

Sexy baby’s
(Sexy baby’s)
Sexy body
(Sexy body)
Keeps me guessing
(Keeps me guessing)
With a promise
I know we can come togheter
But the question is
Will we ever ever?

Together - you and me

I want you

"Rhythm 3: A last request"
It's late, time for bed
So I sit, and wait
For that gin and tonic
To go to your head.
I know it's a devious plan
But it's the only way that I know
To get those big bad car keys
Out of your hand.
You know that I remain a gentle man
But even so there's only so much
A gentleman can stand
Sleep with me
Oh sleep with me tonight

My cards are on your table
My dreams are in your bed
If I was able
I'd be there instead

Sleep with me tonight

Y aquí donde lo veis, este video fue censuradísimo. ¡En 1.987! Estas cosas que tienen los británicos... ¡Si hubieran sabido por aquel entonces lo que este muchacho hacía en sus ratos libres! XD

George Michael
"I want your sex" (Single Version)
(Pinchad en el título, porque el embed está disabled. Vamos, que no puedo poner el video aquí, leñe!)

Por supuesto, de Georgie ya habíamos visto/oido más cosas por aquí. Tanto con su grupito, Wham, haciendo el hortera o más comedido, como en solitario, con una de las canciones que más me gustan de la historia del pop.


Si, I want their sexes... arf arf arf :P

Luto

Lo único que voy a decir a propósito del accidente es que me parece fatal que el COI no haya dado permiso para que la bandera española ondee a media asta en Pekín. Muy mal. No me he enterado de cuál es la razón, pero seguro que me parecerá bastante inane.

Pekin 2.008, 2ª parte.

¿Cómo es posible que uno de estos chulazos se llame... "Onán"? Os lo juro, que se llama así...
¿Tendrá que ver realmente el nombre con la personalidad? Porque si es así, por dios, ¡¡¡que alguien me lo presente!!!

















¿Y qué me contais de que este morlaco se llame... "Yennifer"? Os lo juro por lo que querais. Bueno, vale, se llama Yennifer Frank. Pero si yo en lugar de Yennifer me llamara Yennifer Rodrigo no sería más feliz, de verdad. XD

A veces no puedo con la vida, te lo digo. ¿En qué coño están pensando algunos padres al hacer cola en el Registro Civil?

Alegrías del 18 de Agosto

¿Y qué me contais del estilazo que tenían estos chicos?

Swing Out Sister
"Twilight world" (Superb-Superb Mix)

It's twilight world
It's twilight world

Time out world in a hurry
There's more love than money changing hands
Lights out thinking out loud
Turn your back on the world outside
Night thoughts no one can share
As darkness breaks through another day
Secrets talking out loud
Silence waits just a dream away
Forget lonely crowds, unfriendly faces
They'll soon became familiar places
Before too long, before too long.
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world.

Time out world in a hurry
There's more love than money changing hands
Lights out thinking out loud
Turn your back on the world outside.
Forget lonely crowds, unfriendly faces
They'll soon became familiar places
Before too long, before too long.
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world.

Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
You're living in a twilight world
Don't be fooled by love songs and lonely hearts
Don't give in to the twilight world

Swing Out Sister
"Surrender"


Swing Out Sister
"Fooled by a smile"


Swing Out Sister
"La La (Means I love you)"


Swing Out Sister
"Breakout"


Y estos otros chicos, estilazo no sé, pero unos buenos polvos sí que tienen...

Pekin 2.008

Sé que ésta es la pregunta que os estais haciendo todos desde que empezó la Olimpiada:

¿por qué coño los ciclistas son tan feos y/o tienen cara de ceporro?

¿Eh? ¿eh?

Alegrías del 15 de Agosto

Cóoomo me rebobina este pedazo de temazo...

Eighth Wonder
"I'm not scared" (Disco Mix)

Take these dogs away from me!
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)

Your life's a mystery, mine is an open book
If I could read your mind, I think I'd take a look
I'm not scared
Baby, I don't care.
What have you got to hide? What do you need to prove?
You're always telling lies, and that's the only truth
I don't care
Baby, I'm not scared.
Tonight the streets are full of actors
I don't know why
Oh, take these dogs away from me
Before they, they bite

What have you got to say of shadows in your past?
I thought that if you paid, you'd keep them off our backs
Where do we have to be so I can laugh and you'll be free?
I'd go anywhere
Baby, I don't care
I'm not scared
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)

Ce soir les rues sont pleines d'acteurs
Je sais pas pourquoi
Oh, débarrasse-moi des ces chiens
Avant qu'ils mordent, avant qu'ils mordent
Ce soir j'ai des idées, je sais que c'est juste
Je sais que ces chiens mordent autour de moi encore
Mais je peux, je peux lutter
Qu'est-ce que t'as à dire des ombres de ton passé
Je croyais que si on payait tu nous protègerais
Ou faut-il être que je puisse rire à toi
Et toi être libre
J'irai n'importe où, baby
J'ai pas peur
J'ai pas peur

(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
Tonight the streets are full of actors
I don't know why
Oh, take these dogs away from me
Before they, they bite
Tonight I fought and made my mind up
I know it's right
I know these dogs still snap around me
But I can, I can fight

If I was you, if I was you
I wouldn't treat me the way you do
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldn't treat me the way you do - you
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldn't treat me the way you do
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldn't treat me the way you do - you
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) Baby, I don't care (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) I'd go anywhere (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) Baby, I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
J'ai pas peur
J'ai pas peur
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah) Baby, I'm not scared (Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)

(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah, Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Aah Aah)
(Ah Ah Ah Ah - Ah Ah Ah Ah)

Aaah, debarrasez-moi de ces hommes, avant qu'ils mordent... avant qu'ils mordent... ;)

Alegrías del 12 de Agosto

Level 42
"Lessons in love" (Extended Version)

I'm not proud, I was wrong
and the truth is hard to take
I felt sure we had enough
but our love went overboard
lifeboat lies lost at sea
I've been trying to reach your shore
waves of doubt keep drowning me.
All the dreams that we were building
we never fulfilled them
could be better, should be better
for lessons in love.

For restless eyes egos burn
and the mold is hard to break
now we've waded in too deep
and love is overboard
heavy hearts token words
all the hopes I ever had
fade like footprints in the sand.
All the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better, should be better
lessons in love.
If we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it, yeah
lessons in love.

Lost without love.

Lessons in love
when will you ever learn
lessons in love
when there's nowhere left to turn
lessons in love
don't let your spirit burn
lessons in love
I'll wait 'till you return.

All the dreams that we were building yeah yeah yeah
we never lived them
could be better (could be better), should be better (should be better)
lessons in love
All those plans that we were making
I's full of taking
we could lose it, we should use it
(lessons in love) lessons in love
all the homes that we were building
we never lived in
could be better (could be better), should be better (yeah)
lessons in love
if we lose the time before us
the future will ignore us
we should use it, we could use it (good god)
lessons in love

Lessons in love
when will we ever learn
Lessons in love
I'll wait til you return
Lessons in love
Lessons in love

¡¡TOMA YA, PEDAZO DE CLASICAZO!!
Y lo seguiré diciendo hasta la saciedad: irrepetibles, nuestros 80's.

Y estos hombretones también, irrepetibles. Ayns.

Curro.

La santa virgen del cordero lechal, oyes.

No me acordaba de lo que es trabajar.

¿De dónde sacais tiempo para escribir en vuestros blogs y, además, leeros los de los demás? Porque yo no puedo, te lo juro que no puedo.

O bueno, podría si no lavara la ropa, o los cacharros. O si comiera y cenara todos los días sandwiches. ¿Pero con la actividad normal de una persona sana? Imposible, te lo digo.

Bueno, no desisto. Aunque sea muy de vez en cuándo, yo seguiré, qué demonios. Y no sólo con la música y las fotos, sino con comentarios, que es en realidad lo que más echo de menos.

Alegrías del 7 de Agosto

Bueno, para retomarlo donde nos quedamos...
Este mes no me voy a comer el tarro y voy a seguir con la temática juliana, ¿ok? No, sopa juliana no: más música de las 80, que es evidente que os gusta al 101% de vosotros, y muchachos musculosos, porque me da la gana a mí. Y olé con ole y olá.
Hoy, algo sencillito, que estoy desentrenado. Ya que la japuta al final no viene a la montaña... Snif... Además en agosto queda mu bien, ¿no? Aunque creo que yo ya no tengo vacaciones hasta Navidad... Más snif...
Madonna
"Holiday" (Album Version)

Holiday celebrate
Holiday celebrate

If we took a holiday
Took some time to celebrate
Just one day out of life
It would be, it would be so nice

Everybody spread the word
We're gonna have a celebration
All across the world
In every nation
It's time for the good times
Forget about the bad times, oh yeah
One day to come together, to release the pressure
We need a holiday
If we took a holiday ooh oh oh oh oh
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday!)
It would be, it would be so nice
If we took a holiday oh yeah, oh yeah
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (just one day out of life)
It would be, it would be so nice

You can turn this world around
And bring back all of those happy days
Put your troubles down
It's time to celebrate
Let love shine
And we will find
A way to come together and make things better
We need a holiday
If we took a holiday (holiday!)
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (just one day out of life)
It would be, it would be so nice
Oh yeah oh yeah
come on, let's celebrate
we have got to get together

Holiday celebrate
Holiday celebrate
If we took a holiday oh yeah oh yeah
Took some time to celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Just one day out of life (holiday!)
It would be, it would be so nice

Holiday oh yeah oh yeah
celebrate (come on, let's celebrate)
Holiday (just one day out of life)
celebrate (it would be so nice)
(Holiday) Holiday, celebration
(Celebrate) Come together in every nation
(Holiday) Holiday, celebration
(Celebrate) Come together in every nation
(Holiday celebrate)
(Holiday celebrate)
(Holiday) We got to get together
(celebrate) took some time to celebrate
(Holiday) just one day out of life
(celebrate) it would be so nice
(Holiday) Holiday, celebration
(Celebrate) Come together in every nation
(Holiday) Holiday, celebration
(Celebrate) Come together in every nation

Ésto lo pongo para demostrar, más que nada, que en algún momento de su vida esta chica tuvo carnes...

Madonna

"Holiday" (Single version)

Bueno, así también ois hablar del "Live Aid", el que probablemente ha sido el concierto de pop/rock mejor de toda la historia. No sólo por la gente a la que reunió en dos únicas actuaciones, sino porque hubo una conjunción especial de astros que hizo que toda esa gente actuara como nunca, y que el público respondiera como si fuera el último concierto que fueran a ver.
Irrepetible.
Pero del Live Aid ya hablaré en otra ocasión.

Y aquí un par de zagales que están, evidentemente, de holidays.

Volver

Bueno, pipol... ¡por fin vuelvo a las andadas!

Perdonadme por haberos desatendido de esta forma, pero la gran "I" (los imponderables, que queda de un fisno que hasta ataca a la sensatez de este chico de barrio) me ha mantenido alejado de este vuestro blog y, por supuesto, de todos los vuestros.

Pero ya funciona todo y ya vuelvo, con más ganas si cabe, pero éso sí, con mucho menos tiempo... :(

Gracias por haber seguido entrando durante estas dos semanas y gracias por seguir leyéndome a partir de ahora ;)

Guapos, más que guapos.