I Believe I Can Fly

Siempre me cayó bien este R. Kelly.

Truckin'

Truckin got my chips cashed in. keep truckin, like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line, just keep truckin on.

Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on main street.
Chicago, new york, detroit and its all on the same street.
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings.

Dallas, got a soft machine; houston, too close to new orleans;
New yorks got the ways and means; but just wont let you be, oh no.

Most of the cast that you meet on the streets speak of true love,
Most of the time theyre sittin and cryin at home.
One of these days they know they better get goin
Out of the door and down on the streets all alone.

Truckin, like the do-dah man. once told me youve got to play your hand
Sometimes your cards aint worth a dime, if you dont layem down,

Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.

What in the world ever became of sweet jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isnt the same
Livin on reds, vitamin c, and cocaine,
All a friend can say is aint it a shame?

Truckin, up to buffalo. been thinkin, you got to mellow slow
Takes time, you pick a place to go, and just keep truckin on.

Sittin and starin out of the hotel window.
Got a tip theyre gonna kick the door in again
Id like to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess youre gonna come in.

Busted, down on bourbon street, set up, like a bowlin pin.
Knocked down, it gets to wearin thin. they just wont let you be, oh no.

Youre sick of hangin around and youd like to travel;
Get tired of travelin and you want to settle down.
I guess they cant revoke your soul for tryin,
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.

Sometimes the lights all shinin on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me what a long, strange trip its been.

Truckin, Im a goin home. whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin on.
Hey now get back truckin home.

Grateful Dead

Pills

I never want to be old
And I don't want dependants
It's no fun to be told
That you can't blame your parents anymore

I'm finding it hard
To hang from a star
I don't want to be...
Never want to be old

Sullen and bored the kids stay
And in this way wish away each day
Stoned in the mall the kids play
And in this way wish away each day

I don't really know
If I care what is normal

Steven Wilson is Porcupine Tree

Magia en los dedos

David Gilmour. Breathless.

Sax in the beach

McGyver tunes

Reality Bites

So see how long I can last

You can pretend that I don't exist for you
And I can laugh about it now
But I hated every minute
I was waiting for your email
And each day that you forgot to call
Just made me feel so low
So low

Christmas 1998
I tried to call
I just couldn't wait
And your message was out of date
So I left my voice on your machine
But you did not respond
OK OK OK you've won
You make me feel so low
So low

Steven Wilson is Porcupine Tree

Monochrome

Yann Tiersen.

Germanstyle

The Editors, Munich

People are fragile things, you should know by now
Be careful what you put them through
People are fragile things, you should know by now
You'll speak when you're spoken to

It breaks when you don't force it
It breaks when you don't try
It breaks if you don't force it
It breaks if you don't try

A Chuk Klosterman Blues

-Pero sea como fuere, creo que tus ideas son fascinantes. Eres una fascinante camarera Cracker Barrel.
-Gracias -dice-. A veces me da por pensar tonterías como esas.
-A mi también me pasa. Es en lo único en lo que me gusta pensar, para ser sincero. Pero ¿por qué me has contado precisamente a mí todas esas cosas sobre los sueños? ¿Les hablas de ese modo a todos tus clientes?
-Oh no, por Dios. Creí que podías ser alguien inteligente, como estabas leyendo el periódico...
-Pero, pero... ¡pero si es el USA Today!
-Lo sé -dice-. Pero también parecías aburrido. Y llevas gafas.
Y entonces Mary Beth se alejó. Y cuando me trajo las bolas de masa extra apenas me dedicó una sonrisa.
No encuentro diferencia alguna entre ganar o perder.

Simply Autumn

Misery loves company
And company loves more
More loves everybody else
But the hell is all of hers

So easy to read but the book is boring me
Your so easy to read but the book is boring me
Your so easy to read but the book is boring me
Boring, Boring, Boring, Boring, Boring, Boring, Boring me

Pray for me if you want to
Pray for me if you care
Pray for me if you want to
Pray for me if you dare
Pray for me if you want to
Pray for me if you care
Pray for me if you want to
Pray for me if I for give you for leaving
Pray...

Emilie Atumn, everybody's darling...

A definition of Beauty

Music, Kate Bush - Prologue to Aerial

Landscapes, 'Collininlondon'

Pain Of Salvation

There’s nothing like a broken childhood
there’s nothing like a broken home
there’s nothing like a tale from your hood
there’s nothing like a record of restriction orders
outspoken borderline disorders
a violent long way to the top
the longer that you fought yourself up
the longer the spitfall...