"I Can't Fight This Feeling", by R.E.O. Speedwagon

Cheesy but adorable. Very teen!



I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out as friendship
Has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear.

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever.

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you
I've been running 'round in circles in my mind
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl
'Cause you take me to the places
That alone I'd never find.

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the wind
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever.

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

"My Time", by Minus the Bear

Visitando al Sordo, encontré esto. La música no me dice demasiado, pero el video es genial. Attenti al efecto boomer, al Mondrian, a los zapatitos y a lo que bailan esas pibas! Ah, y el nombre de la banda es genial.

"I Just Can't Stop Loving You", by Michael Jackson

hoy es así:

"Lisbon Story", by Wim Wenders

Hoy pensaba en las cosas que me dieron felicidad infinita en ciertos momentos. Y me acordé de Historia de Lisboa y Madredeus (y de Goran Bregovic y Mauvois sang de Leos Carax, que ya postié).
En el trailer hasta aparecen los perros neuróticos de las escaleras de Lisboa de Saramago...

Historia del cerco de Lisboa, de José Saramago

"En dos o tres veces que tomó, para bajar, en estas semanas, aquel camino, Raimundo Silva no encontró al perro, y pensó que, cansado de esperar de la avaricia de los vecinos la ración vital mínima, habría emigrado hacia otros parajes más abundantes de restos, o simplemente le había acabado la vida por haber esperado demasiado. Recordó su gesto de caridad y se dijo a sí mismo que bien lo podría haber repetido, pero esto de perros, se sabe cómo es, viven con la idea fija de tener un dueño que les dé confianza y pan y los tenga como reyes para siempre, se nos quedan mirando con aquella ansiedad neurótica y no hay más remedio que  ponerles el collar, pagar la licencia y meterlos en casa. La alternativa será dejarlos morir de hambre, tan lentamente que no quede lugar para remordimientos, y, si es posible, en las escaleras de San Crispim, por donde no pasa nadie."

[Barcelona: Seix Barral, 1990, p. 253.]:

Clooney y Malkovich @ Nespresso

"It's All Good", Sinéad O'Connor

I am an angry man yeah, I vent it when I can, yeah
On the bag, not the skag
The negativity, yeah, pushed onto young paddy, yeah
Is a shame, whose to blame?
And when the baby cries, yeah, she has been criticised, yeah
Been put down, it's passed down

But it's all good, it's all good
All I say to you today
It's all good, sure it's all good
All I say to you today

And positivity, yeah, it is the way for me, yeah
It is truth, it is youth
They try to keep us down, yeah
They hide the high kings crown, yeah
From the Gaels, Kathleen wails
And to survive their sting, yeah
You have to be the king, yeah
Grasp the wealth of yourself

Love yourself today, ok, ok
Love yourself today, ok, ok

"Pop Goes The World", by Men Without Hats

1988, 7º grado, ¡qué manera de flashear con esta canción! 

Johnny played guitar, Jenny played bass.
Name of the band is The Human Race.
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop goes the world.

Jenny played keyboard, Johnny played drums,
Called Little Baby and a big Bonhomme
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop Goes The World.

It goes something like this: (p p p pop)

Johnny and Jenny had a crazy dream,
See their pictures in a magazine.
Every little boy needs a girl.
Pop Goes The World.

Jenny and Johnny getting smart (it seems)
Made more money on a movie screen.
Every little nest needs a bird.
Pop Goes The World.

One two three and four is five,
Everybody here is a friend of mine.
Whatever happened to the Duke of Earl?
Pop Goes The World.

Six seven eight and nine is ten,
Send Al Gunn to see the doctor (Ben)
Say what planet are we on? The third!
Pop Goes The World.

And Every time I wonder where the world went wrong,
End up lying on my face going ringy dingy ding dong

And every time I wonder if the world is right,
End up in some disco dancin' all night & day.

Johnny played guitar, Jenny played bass,
Name of the band is The Human Race.
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop Goes The World.

Johnny played guitar, Jenny played bass,
Ain't nobody couldn't take their place.
Everybody tell me have you heard? Pop Goes The World....

"Espuma", comercial de Arlistán

De la excelente campaña de Arlistán y su "arlíscafo" (barco volador con tiki-taka), la nueva entrega es un divino homenaje a Miyasaki... ¿o no?


Más acá. Y acá, "Café-hombros". Y otra. ¡Y la de los labradores!

¿Versiones? Ray LaMontagne

Cada vez que escucho esto, me como el amague de que son ellos...

"Be Here Now", by Ray LaMontagne

"If I Needed Someone", de ellos: The Beatles

Versiones de Bansky

A este señor le funciona la cabeza.

Usa estas imágenes medio íconos en distintas situaciones. 

Este niño tercermundista me gustó especialmente.

Dorothy en un chequeo de rutina.

Van Gogh y lo que queda de los girasoles.

"Undisclosed Desires", by Muse

Gracias a Radio Paradise, me puedo declarar una fan de Stephanie Meyer completa y escuchar Muse. Me hace acordar a la música de los '90 (no sé... ¿Pet Shop Boys? A alguien le afanan). Instant bonding. Instant classic. (Extraño a mi DJ.)