LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: 27/M.I.A.

Solo questa, e poi basta. R.I.P.




Said your all mouth and no brains
All rock stars go to heaven
You said you’ll be dead at 27
When we drunk in a english tavern
The owner poured you the bourbon
And you drunk your self so rotten
So he got so rich he bought a Bentley
And moved himself to Devon

You started dirty dancing
And you bar tended a dozen
I took you to the clinic
To get you clean but you couldn’t
Said in 2 days you're 27 and and your destiny was coming
So your papa passed so sudden
And left you with a little something

You blew that money on a mountain of drugs
And staged your self a bed in
A month later when I popped in
Your still high but the winter set in
I bought you a coffee and a muffin
And you quoted me some Lenin
I wished I was that clever
But thats what kept me coming
Your friendship did mean somin
But you left me for nothing
When I left, you befriended a rope
And I saw you both were hanging

(2011)

R.I.P. MARK LINKOUS

Proprio mentre la EMI stava finalmente per dare il via libera alla pubblicazione ufficiale di Dark Night Of The Soul, l'album virtuale nato dalla collaborazione tra Danger Mouse, David Lynch e gli Sparklehorse (uno dei dischi migliori del 2009), il leader della band americana, Mark Linkous, ha perso la sua battaglia contro la depressione, togliendosi la vita.



REVENGE/DANGER MOUSE AND SPARKLEHORSE FEAT. THE FLAMING LIPS

Pain
I guess it's a matter of sensation
But somehow
You have ways of avoiding it all

In my mind
I have shot you and stabbed you through your heart
I just didn't understand
The ricochet is the second part

Cause you can't hide
What you intend
It glows in the dark
Once you've sought
The path of revenge
There's no way to stop
And the more I try to hurt you
The more that it hurts me

Strange
It seems like a character mutation
Though I have all the means
of bringing you fuckers down
I can't make myself
To destroy upon command
Somehow forgiveness
lets the evil make a loss

No you can't hide
What you intend
It glows in the dark
Once we become
The thing we dread
There's no way to stop
And the more I try to hurt you
The more it backfires
The more it backfires
The more that it backfires