miércoles, 27 de octubre de 2010
¡Gospel!
martes, 26 de octubre de 2010
domingo, 24 de octubre de 2010
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Tell me how many women shall their dreams come to past
Tell me how many movies turn to real
There are so many questions
Questions how high to ask
So you can understand exactly how I feel
Tell me how many people wish they were someone else
Someone that think the world once time to be
Tell me how many babies will be born just to die
Leaving me with these questions
Asking why
Tell me how the trees wisper
How the birds learn to sing
And how does the rainbow stay the same
How the bees make their honey
Outta their learn to sting
Can a broken heart get back to heal
How do people get so busy that they'll find time to love
Was a truth behind why people go to war
Why is it so many religions yet there's no way to love
Will I ever get to know the truth some day
Was you first gonna -- when the elder who really cares
Why do people bearly thinks to know the truth
When you look into the mirror who do you see
Why the wind have to grow to the wise
viernes, 22 de octubre de 2010
martes, 19 de octubre de 2010
Con Mark.
I look up on this mountain and marvel it seems so tall
so tragically its fragile I'm waiting for it to fall
enormous mass it's made of glass instead of with a substance that's stronger
you thought that it would hold me I can't take it any longer
I'm gonna break out, i'm gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out
I'm gonna break out, gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out
I'm free now, i'm gonna break out
I'm gonna take all of my love back on the way out
The fortress of our trust, a mirage of a mighty mound
I let you build around me above me it seems profound
But much to my surprise it receives a little hit and it crumbles
I'm leaning at the core, no support, all I can do is stumble
[chorus]
A streak of light exposes all the glass
For stone this mountain can no longer pass
The confidence we shared has been a facade
I'm breaking out and leaving only the shards
Formidable destruction surrounding me only looks
I bust right through the glass, one attempt and thats all it took
I wanted to remain feeling safe, but it just can't sustain me
It feels more like a trap, gotta break out won't let it contain me
Aaaaahhhhhhh here I go.
[chorus]
Beautiful Imperfection.
lunes, 18 de octubre de 2010
domingo, 17 de octubre de 2010
Curtis Mayfield.
Como compositor creó uno de los grandes éxitos de la música negra, People get ready, que ha sonado en las voces de artistas como Aretha Franklin, Bob Dylan, George Benson, Al Green, Rod Stewart y Alicia Keys (dentro de la banda sonora de Glory Road).
Una de sus mayores influencias siempre fue el gospel, algo que dejó ver desde sus comienzos, junto a influencias incipientes del doo wop o el pop arena. Con The Impressions solía usar habitualmente el modo de llamada respuesta tan usado en el gospel, y en cuanto a temática solía usar temas amorosos, pero también eran comunes los temas sobre el orgullo y costumbres de la comunidad afroamericana. Su uso de explosivas sección de viento metal, un ritmo punceante y la influencia latinad dieron origen al chicago soul, con este incipiente estilo y Mayfield a la cabeza como voz y guitarra, The Impressions consiguieron 14 top40 en la década de los 60, siendo de todos sus años 1964 el más importante.
Curtis Mayfield, en 1970, emprendió su carrera en solitario. Sus primeros sencillos tenían un aire muy funk, como (Don't Worry) If There's a Hell Below, We're All Gonna Go, en el que muchos creían excesiva la forma tan cruda con que se hablaba sobre hechos de la comunidad negra urbana. En solitario no cosechó tanto éxito como anteriormente, hasta que en 1972 llegó la banda sonora de Superfly y con ella el éxito, dando lugar al movimeinto blaxploitation. La banda sonora tuvo mucha más relevancia que la película por sí misma.
En aquel momento, Curtis Mayfield era, junto a Stevie Wonder y Marvin Gaye, el icono de un nuevo soul. Tras el éxito abrumador de Superfly cosechó éxitos menores como Kung Fu, So in Love y Only You Babe. A principios de los 80 volvió a conseguir algunos éxitos más, pero, en líneas generales, la década fue de decadencia y sólo publicaba de forma esporádica algún álbum.
En 1990, durante una actuación en Brooklyn sufrió un accidente cuando una torre de luces cayó sobre él, dejándole paralizado de cuello para abajo. A mediados 90 aparecieron algunos álbumes - tributo en compañía de artistas como Eric Clapton, Bruce Springsteen o Gladys Knight. En 1998, le fue amputada la pierna derecha debido a la diabetes que padecía.
Murió el 26 de diciembre de 1999.
sábado, 16 de octubre de 2010
jueves, 14 de octubre de 2010
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
I keep singing them sad sad songs, ya all
Sad songs is all I know
I keep singing them sad sad songs, ya all Sad songs is all I know
It has a sweet melody tonight
Anybody can sing it any old time
What in your heart puts you in a groove
And when you sing this song
It'll make youre whole body move
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
Your turn
I'll turn Your turn, now
All my life I've been singing these sad songs
Trying to get my message to you
But this is the only song [y'ALL] I can sing
And when I get to singing my message to you
It goes
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
Your turn
Its a lovely song Its just alive
It tells a story
You've got to get your message
A strong message I'm worried alive
I'm worried alive [Watch me]
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
Your turn
Everybodys turn
Everybodys turn Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa
One more time
Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa Worried alive
Auténticos.
26/6/74
martes, 12 de octubre de 2010
El Regreso De Faith.
lunes, 11 de octubre de 2010
Come On!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Get your hands off my man
He told your ass not once but twice
You should have took his advice and left the man alone
You still drive by here every night
'Cause you're not wrapped too tight
You let your mind explode
You had (you had) your chance (your chance)
And you lost a good man (good man)
I know (I know) Its sad (its sad)
thinkin' 'bout what you had
If you (if you) was smart (was smart)
Keep that ass out of my guy
Next time(next time) see me (see me)
I won't be a lady no,no
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Keep your hands off my man
You bitched at him all night all day
You constantly complained till you drove the man away
Always saying something said he wasn't good for nothing
So tell me why the hell you stalking
You're just pissed now get to walking
You had (you had) your chance (your chance)
And you lost a good man (good man)
I know (I know) Its sad (its sad)
thinkin' 'bout what you had
If you (if you) was smart(was smart)
Keep that ass out of my guy
Next time (next time) see me (see me)
I won't be a lady no,no
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my man
Don't mess with my boy
Keep your hands off my man
Un Conciertillo.
domingo, 10 de octubre de 2010
Por Fin!
miércoles, 6 de octubre de 2010
Esto Si Que Es Funk.
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
Let me rock you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
That's all I wanna do
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
Let me rock you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
'Cause I feel for you
Chaka Khan
Won't you tell me
What you wanna do
Do you feel for me
The way I feel for you
Chaka Khan
Let me tell you what I wanna do
I wanna love you
Wanna hug you
Wanna squeeze you too
Let me take you in my arms
Let me fill you with my charms
Chaka
'Cause you know that I'm the one
To keep you warm, Chaka
I'll make it more than just a physical dream
I wanna rock you, Chaka, baby
'Cuz you make me wanna scream
Let me rock you
Rock you
Baby, baby when I look at you
I get a warm feelin' inside
There's something 'bout the things you do
That keeps me satisfied
I wouldn't lie to you, baby
It's mainly a physical thing
This feeling that I got for you, baby
Makes me wanna sing
I feel for you
I think I love you
I feel for you
I think I love you
Chaka Khan,
Let me rock you
Let me rock you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
That's all I wanna do
Chaka Khan, let me rock you
Let me rock you, Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
'Cause I feel for you
Feel for you
Baby, baby when I lay with you
There's no place I'd rather be
Can't believe, can't believe it's true
The things that you do to me
I wouldn't lie to you, baby
I'm physically attracted to you
This feeling that I got for you, baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I feel for you
I think I love you
I feel for you
I think I love you
I feel for you
I think I love you
I feel for you
I,I, I think I love you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
Let me rock you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
That's all I wanna do
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
Let me rock you
Chaka Khan
Let me rock you
'Cause I feel for you
Chaka Khan
Feel for you
I feel it too
(Feel for you)
I, I feel for you
(Feel for you)
I feel for you
'Cause I love you
Good Things.
lunes, 4 de octubre de 2010
El Principe.
sábado, 2 de octubre de 2010
SunStorm.
History.
[Mos Def]
Kweli say, "Everybody act according to the season that they born in"
Some are the night, some are the morning, some at noon
Some in winter, some in June
It's all cool, it's the natural
The science is a jewel
For me and mines, yours and you
Let's move, tell you a little about mine, yo
I was born in a season where the world was quiet and cold
Celebrations were going on
Some were happy, some were sad
Some felt bad from being good
Some felt good from being bad, feelings passed and changed
But they never leave, they here to stay
Holiday, holiday, happy birthday
Teenage love, the first cut run deep
Soul on flesh, this is the Brooklyn streets
Year of the Ox, seven and three
M.D., the history (come on)
Every soul got one indeed (yes)
It's where you been to where you be
And without understanding you cannot proceed
Complete, the start and the end
Then it just go round again... again
[Talib Kweli and Mos Def]
Again and again, brand new
Again and again, so fresh
Again and again, newness
[Talib Kweli]
I was born in the decade of decadence where they worship what they have
When Ford was president, do the math
The war was ended when the North Vietnamese stormed the city of Saigon
We was like "Bye", we was gone, let bygones be bygones
I'm gone, spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
Where the hug you with the firearm side arm
Like new school clothes, Black Star official
Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no mystery
I'm down with the crew like Mussolini in Italy
I rock with The Roots like the Kemistry
Powerful, bigotry at work, me and my people got history
These rappers dumb it down considerably
We "Get it Poppin'" like a hit chorus
The flow is historic, they can't get rid of us
Ubiquitous, and we lay the law like Leviticus
Ten years ago we made history so they missing us
[Mos Def]
And don't call it come back in particular
Even if it blends into affirmer or
Fade into peripheral, Transmission of the minister's original
We're broadcast clear without diminishing
Black Star so top burn, and soul temperatures and ministers
Alkalines, aminos and minerals, and sentients
Served over Dilla time signatures
It's miracle material, remember it's right now foreverness