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Funkymen escribió:

k7 escribió:

k7 escribió:

Joder joder joder hacia mucho que no escuchaba este artefacto

Y estos no vienen? aynssss

Mi favorito junto al volumen 1...en cuanto a lo de que vengan a Europa, mi única esperanza era que los trajera el Jam in the Dam, pero dejó de celebrarse

En estos mismos instantes oyendo el segmento Spine of a dog-Mexico-Plane Crash
Mas grande que la puta vida

Esputo Acido escribió:

PIRANA - "Pirana II" (1972)

¡¡ q buenas vibraciones me entran con el tema "Thinkin or You" !!

Yo quiero estar asi!

Honey Bee escribió:

Esputo Acido escribió:

PIRANA - "Pirana II" (1972)

¡¡ q buenas vibraciones me entran con el tema "Thinkin or You" !!

Yo quiero estar asi!

¡¡¡ Y YO !!!

pero es la imagen q me viene a la mente cuando oigo ese tema, esa y esta

joselette escribió:

Me gusta bastante este disco

Y en un ratico a verlos en directo...

Cada vez me gusta más...

Steve Trumbo escribió:

Cada vez me gusta más...

The Passover...que fin de album

elbrujo69 escribió:

Desde Laredo a San antonio
yo he venido a casarme con mi Chenchaaaaaaaa
y no he podido
por ser mojado
pues para todo me exigen la licenciaaaaaaaaaaa

Se me hizo facil comprar un carro
para sacar a pasear a mi Crescenciaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
y por la noche
fui a dar al bote
porque no traia ni luces ni licenciaaaaaaaaaaaaaas

Al fin de todo sali del bote
con muchas ganas de ver a mi Chenchaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
la vi paseando con un gabacho
el mero jefe
que arregla las licenciaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas

Ya me regreso para Laredo
aki he sufrido
ya basta de verguenza
esos gabachos son abusados
perdi mi carro y me quitaron a Chenchaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa


Geniales!

Cuánto tiempo sin escucharlo....
Ciertamente llevo una temporada "redescubriendo" a Cantrell tanto dentro de AIC
como fuera y joder,que grande es....

Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
“My vacations ending I’m coming home late.”
“The weather was fine and the ocean was great.”
“And I can’t wait to see you again.”

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.”
“I barely even noticed that you were away.”
“I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies.
And also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in toe.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow
To trust, to hold, to care

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard to the moon or the stars.
Lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
As soon he sees her hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after at the end of the ride.
Cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams over the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says two fifty five
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign.
That the one that she cares for who’s out of his mind
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung down, eyes to the floor
He says, “Love I’m sorry” and she says, “What for?”
“I’m yours and that’s it, whatever”
“I should not have been gone for so long”
“I’m yours and that’s it, forever”
“Your mine and that’s it, forever

pinkpanther escribió:
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
“My vacations ending I’m coming home late.”
“The weather was fine and the ocean was great.”
“And I can’t wait to see you again.”

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.”
“I barely even noticed that you were away.”
“I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies.
And also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in toe.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow
To trust, to hold, to care

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard to the moon or the stars.
Lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
As soon he sees her hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after at the end of the ride.
Cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams over the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says two fifty five
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign.
That the one that she cares for who’s out of his mind
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung down, eyes to the floor
He says, “Love I’m sorry” and she says, “What for?”
“I’m yours and that’s it, whatever”
“I should not have been gone for so long”
“I’m yours and that’s it, forever”
“Your mine and that’s it, forever

me los lleva recomendando el lastfm 6 meses y todavía no me he puesto con ellos...

Viendo esto:

cablehogue78 escribió:

pinkpanther escribió:
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
“My vacations ending I’m coming home late.”
“The weather was fine and the ocean was great.”
“And I can’t wait to see you again.”

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.”
“I barely even noticed that you were away.”
“I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies.
And also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in toe.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow
To trust, to hold, to care

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard to the moon or the stars.
Lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
As soon he sees her hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after at the end of the ride.
Cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams over the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says two fifty five
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign.
That the one that she cares for who’s out of his mind
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung down, eyes to the floor
He says, “Love I’m sorry” and she says, “What for?”
“I’m yours and that’s it, whatever”
“I should not have been gone for so long”
“I’m yours and that’s it, forever”
“Your mine and that’s it, forever

me los lleva recomendando el lastfm 6 meses y todavía no me he puesto con ellos...

Este disco es una maravilla. Creo que te tiene que gustar.

pinkpanther escribió:

cablehogue78 escribió:

pinkpanther escribió:
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
“My vacations ending I’m coming home late.”
“The weather was fine and the ocean was great.”
“And I can’t wait to see you again.”

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.”
“I barely even noticed that you were away.”
“I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies.
And also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in toe.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow
To trust, to hold, to care

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard to the moon or the stars.
Lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
As soon he sees her hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after at the end of the ride.
Cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams over the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says two fifty five
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign.
That the one that she cares for who’s out of his mind
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung down, eyes to the floor
He says, “Love I’m sorry” and she says, “What for?”
“I’m yours and that’s it, whatever”
“I should not have been gone for so long”
“I’m yours and that’s it, forever”
“Your mine and that’s it, forever

me los lleva recomendando el lastfm 6 meses y todavía no me he puesto con ellos...

Este disco es una maravilla. Creo que te tiene que gustar.

pues ya está bajando...

Phil... te perdono, pero vuelve!!

Cortesía de Esputo.

cablehogue78 escribió:

pinkpanther escribió:

cablehogue78 escribió:

pinkpanther escribió:
Love writes a letter and sends it to hate.
“My vacations ending I’m coming home late.”
“The weather was fine and the ocean was great.”
“And I can’t wait to see you again.”

Hate reads the letter and throws it away.
“No one here cares if you go or you stay.”
“I barely even noticed that you were away.”
“I’ll see you or I won’t, whatever.”

Love sings a song as she sails through the sky.
The water looks bluer through her pretty eyes.
And everyone knows it whenever she flies.
And also when she comes down.

Hate keeps his head up and walks through the street.
Every stranger and drifter he greets.
And shakes hands with every loner he meets
with a serious look on his face.

Love arrives safely with suitcase in toe.
Carrying with her the good things we know.
A reason to live and a reason to grow
To trust, to hold, to care

Hate sits alone on the hood of his car
without much regard to the moon or the stars.
Lazily killing the last of a jar
of the strongest stuff you can drink.

Love takes a taxi, a young man drives
As soon he sees her hope fills his eyes.
But tears follow after at the end of the ride.
Cause he might never see her again.

Hate gets home lucky to still be alive.
He screams over the sidewalk and into the drive.
The clock in the kitchen says two fifty five
And the clock in the kitchen is slow.

Love has been waiting patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign.
That the one that she cares for who’s out of his mind
Will make it back safe to her arms.

Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung down, eyes to the floor
He says, “Love I’m sorry” and she says, “What for?”
“I’m yours and that’s it, whatever”
“I should not have been gone for so long”
“I’m yours and that’s it, forever”
“Your mine and that’s it, forever

me los lleva recomendando el lastfm 6 meses y todavía no me he puesto con ellos...

Este disco es una maravilla. Creo que te tiene que gustar.

pues ya está bajando...

Simplemente una joya... esperando con impaciencia su nuevo disco junto a Rick "Barbas" Rubin y por supuesto que vengan de gira.

Gora Rock escribió:Viendo esto:

No te jode que en el momento álgido de la canción Thre days van y lo cortan!!! Para darles de ostias.

Gora Rock escribió:

Gora Rock escribió:Viendo esto:

No te jode que en el momento álgido de la canción Thre days van y lo cortan!!! Para darles de ostias.

Lo estaban dando por la tv??????

Words es grande grande.(desconozco si es considerado uno de los grandes temas de este tio y estoy diciendo una obviedad,pero eso,que soy novato)

Ayers escribió:

Gora Rock escribió:

Gora Rock escribió:Viendo esto:

No te jode que en el momento álgido de la canción Thre days van y lo cortan!!! Para darles de ostias.

Lo estaban dando por la tv??????

Peor aún, es el video. Pero si conoces la canción (que la conoces) te das cuenta de que falta el momento de Navarro al final de la canción.

Eloy escribió:

un disco bastante bueno este de Sean Riley

clint eastwood escribió:

bastante bien este artefacto. Ahora mismito sonando Hallelujah

clint eastwood escribió:

Eloy escribió:

un disco bastante bueno este de Sean Riley

Cambio ese 'bastante' por un 'muy'


Vale que no es un discazo, pero a mí me flipa, es de esos discos que parecen hechos a mi medida. Me lo recomendó el sabio Manel, que tiene buen ojo para mis gustos...

Eloy escribió:

clint eastwood escribió:

Eloy escribió:

un disco bastante bueno este de Sean Riley

Cambio ese 'bastante' por un 'muy'


Vale que no es un discazo, pero a mí me flipa, es de esos discos que parecen hechos a mi medida. Me lo recomendó el sabio Manel, que tiene buen ojo para mis gustos...

es una americana hecha atu medida

Me lo llevo al topic de los solitarios.

clint eastwood escribió:

Eloy escribió:

clint eastwood escribió:

Eloy escribió:

un disco bastante bueno este de Sean Riley

Cambio ese 'bastante' por un 'muy'


Vale que no es un discazo, pero a mí me flipa, es de esos discos que parecen hechos a mi medida. Me lo recomendó el sabio Manel, que tiene buen ojo para mis gustos...

es una americana hecha atu medida

Muy cierto...

Ayers escribió:

Gora Rock escribió:

Gora Rock escribió:Viendo esto:

No te jode que en el momento álgido de la canción Thre days van y lo cortan!!! Para darles de ostias.

Lo estaban dando por la tv??????

uff, una razón más para no pillarlo.


escuchando ahora..

Menudo disco del pajarraco este,no había escuchado nada de el.¿Alguien que lo controle me recomienda más discos suyos?.

MR.PUNCHY escribió:


Menudo disco del pajarraco este,no había escuchado nada de el.¿Alguien que lo controle me recomienda más discos suyos?.

Este es mi preferido y el de la mayoria.

Prueba también por ejemplo con "the rock" o "high life", tercero y segundo respectivamente.

El primero es muy bueno pero en mi opinion algo más flojo que los anteriores

blackfoot escribió:

MR.PUNCHY escribió:


Menudo disco del pajarraco este,no había escuchado nada de el.¿Alguien que lo controle me recomienda más discos suyos?.

Este es mi preferido y el de la mayoria.

Prueba también por ejemplo con "the rock" o "high life", tercero y segundo respectivamente.

El primero es muy bueno pero en mi opinion algo más flojo que los anteriores

Thanx guy.