Centenars De Petites Coses....

Hundreds of small little things...

Another great Catalan band... this time Mine!

Coming from the post-rock and indie scene.. they finally decided to switch from English to Catalan ..

They self released a few records before getting the attention of labels, which allowed them to record professionally.

This tune reminds me of a nice children song, with a great arrange on the backing vocals and a loving Beatles bass line..

tattoo'd lady, pretty baby...

When I was in Dublin this summertime I was surprised by Rory's guitar hanging from a wall in Temple Bar..

I got to know him specially because Fender made a replica of this guitar.. And I think this is the greatest guitar ever.. It's shred and wormed out .. as an instrument should be

Quite expensive, unluckily... but anyway that's just a memorabilia thing...

Though I wish I would have it..

How he made it ?? Ireland back in the 70's was not an easy place to live in.. not even for making it into rock music.. but there he is..

Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn ..

Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going To California with an aching in my heart.
Someone told me there's a girl out there
with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane, never let them
tell you that they're all the same.
The sea was red and the sky was grey,
wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
as the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

Everybody loves somebody sometime..

Great radio show today dedicated to Dean Martin..

They just played this old song which my mother use to sing us..

Another good memory I gather ..

There is one question I'd really love to ask ...

This pic of Marley and George is just incredible..
How great would have been a jam between the two...

these are the things I can do without...

without what ??
..isn't this sentence left undisclosed ?

With these epic drumbeats, synthesizers all over the place, big hall reverb, massive backing vocals.. OK, that was the 80's..

Can't decide whether this lyrics are the ... you-are-wrong-I-am-right type or else the classical auto criticism.. I'm-actually-talking-to-myself thing

And Tears for Fears, where this band who got a number 1 on the Billboard, back in the day.. which is no trivial thing..

Their name comes from a chapter in Arthur Janov's Primal Scream therapy book.. never read it, even I really wanted to sometime ago..

Alive in the superunknown !!!

I always write suspension points... but I really need exclamations to shout out that I am alive in the superunknown... !

SoundGarden was one of those bands that I would really would have loved seeing back in the day when they release their first albums..

Unfortunately they didn't come to Spain until their 1996 album which I actually never heard.. as I was into other stuff in that days..

Anyway as they appear in Guitar World cover I wanted to remember one of their most kicking ass tunes..

Basically what Sabbath or Zeppelin could have done in the 90's...

with your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue...

The only thing I ever got from you is sorrow..

I guess that we'll meet... we'll meet in the end

Today 6th December, is Randy Rhoads birthday..

An incredible musician who unluckily died when was only 25 years old..

Probably the most gifted guitar player of his generation, a classical trained and charismatic guy who Ozzy hired just after he tuned up his guitar in the audition..

So for guitar players.. to play with feeling, with a feeling that comes from love, the solo in Goodbye to Romance is the perfect example... like a swan song..

I sit around with my head hanging down...

And I wonder who's loving you !!!

I was recording my 6 years old nephew singing a song for my sister..

Even he was singing fine .. He didn't had the attitude...

So I played him this video.. asking to sing with his eyes closed.. moving his hands and feeling the music in all his body..

it was amazing how he sang it then..

this must be true love...

Checking Don Kenn's blog .. I found this little gem.. tiny masterpiece of the animation..

When the video ended.. I had to watch it again as I was so absorbed by it that couldn't properly judge it.. that's the point no judging..

The song is strange and evocative..

They are called Said the Shark from Denmark, with two records released so far ..

Always Prattling On About Wolves & Silly Killings .. the song True Love is from the second release..

is the time of the season ....

I guess I'll never be able to listen to Time of the Season without remembering Homer Simpson becoming a hippie wearing his filthy old poncho in Springfield and getting everybody high with the hallucinogen crops plantation..

that's a milestone of 20th century culture's clash

I'm a capricorn and she's a cancer...

Quite silly lyrics.. but it's for the sake of good times Rock n Roll !!

I use to sing this with my sister when Skid Row made the cover.. we loved the song..

I'll always love 70's Kiss.. they were the superheros of rock.. and when you are a kid they were the only rock band that were making some fun of themselves..