The Little Willies

Norah y sus amigos los Little Willies sacan disco nuevo en breve (estos días se puede escuchar entero en la web de NPR). Escuché el primer disco como un poseso y de todas las canciones mi preferida sin duda era esta maravilla, que probablemente ya he puesto aquí :)

Montándonos películas

Gran canción de Richard Julian (autor de la fantástica Slow New York) sobre cómo nos montamos películas en nuestras relaciones ¿amorosas?...

No está en Youtube, así que pongo enlace a Spotify:

Richard Julian – Making Movies

No, that wasn't really you, no, that wasn't really me
We were just making movies
Those were two people we pretended to be for a while
We were just making movies

You got into make up, I stuttered my lines
We were just making movies
You said, one minute, I'll draw the blinds
We were just making movies

Lights, camera, action
Ohh, but the coming attraction
Ohh, but the coming attraction
Ohh, but the coming attraction

Special effects, violence and sex
We knew how to make movies
On the edge of our seats, we wanted to know what came next
Sure is fun at the movies

It really looked like a classic, we were well on our way
Till the script got ambitious and the plot went astray
And it left us off here at these questions today
Were we really only making movies?

Was it really only movies?
We were just making movies

Slow New York

She's drunk enough when she is sober.
She don't need no alcohol,
Don't need no artificial means,
No amphetamines to cause her to fall.

She's like the rain in the middle of sunlight,
Leaves you confused, but still reborn.
I've been up all night, havin' a ball,
Starin' at the view of my brick wall in Slow New York.

I heard that creaking in the hallway,
I wiped my eyes and turned on the light.
I took some medicine from the shelf,
Just a bad influence on myself when you're out of sight.

I thought she asked me for the world once,
All she wanted was some comfort and nothing more.
But like the morning's on Monday, these things are colored grey in Slow New York.

And if you go back to the night,
We'll go by the Sunday times, a little salt, a couple lines to beat the heat.
You're gonna swear I make 'em better
Than the Mexicans on Remmington Street.

Took the latch off of the front gate.
I hid the key up over the door.
If you wanna come home like you once said,
I'm still on the same side of the bed in Slow New York.
If you wanna come home like you once said,
I'm still on the same side of the bed in Slow New York,
Slow New York.

Richard Julian


Richard es amiguito de Norah:



Y toca los lunes en L.I.C, en Queens.

Puede ser una opción, ¿no?