LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: JUBILEE STREET/NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS

On Jubilee Street there was a girl named Bee
She had a history but she had no past
When they shut her down the russians moved in
Now I'm too scared to even walk on past
She used to say all those good people down on Jubilee Streetnick
They ought to practise what they preach

But here I come up the hill pushing my wheel of love
I got love in my tummy and a tiny little pain
And a 10 ton catastrophe on a 60 pound chain
Pushing my wheel of love up Jubilee Street

The problem was she had a little black book
And my name was written on every page
A girl's got to make ends meet even on Jubilee Street
I was out of place and time and over the hill and out of my mind
On Jubilee Street
I oughta have practised what I preaach
These days I go down town in my tie and tails
I got a foetus on a leash

I am alone now
I am beyond recriminations
Curtains are shut
Furniture has gone
I am transforming
I am vibrating
I am glowing
I am flying
Look at me

ALBUM: PUSH THE SKY AWAY (2013)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: OBSTACLE 1/INTERPOL

I wish I could eat the salt off your last faded lips
We can cap the old times
Make playing only logical harm
We can cop the old lines
Make playing that nothing else will change
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She's bad

But it's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this face again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck

And we can find new ways of living
Make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times
Clay-making that nothing else will change
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
But she can read, she can read, she can read, she can read, she's bad
She's bad

And it's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck
It's different now that I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing yourself in the neck

It's in the way that she posed
It's in the things that she puts in my head
Her stories are boring and stuff
She's always calling my bluff
She puts, she puts the weights into my little heart
And she gets in my room and she takes it apart
But she puts the weights into my little heart
I said she puts the weights into my little heart
She packs it away
She packs it away
She packs it away
She packs it away
She packs it away
She packs it away
She packs it away

It's in the way that she walks
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts, she puts the weights into my little heart

ALBUM: TURN ON THE BRIGHT LIGHTS (TENTH ANNIVERSARY EDITION) (2012)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE/CARROUSEL

We’ve already come so far
I already have your heart
So don’t you give away
What I am bound to break
Stay in France
Run away from me

Where do we go
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go
Where do we go from here?

We only have so much time
You only have so many tears to cry
'Cause it is such a shame
When love’s your greatest pain
Stay away
Save yourself

Where do we go
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go
Where do we go from here?

When our worlds collapse
We’ll sit and watch together
When our hearts break
We’ll sit and laugh together
When our worlds collapse
We’ll sit and watch together
When our hearts break
We’ll sit and laugh together

Everything, everything
We're all right my love
Everything, everything
We're all right my love

ALBUM: 27 RUE DE MI'CHELLE (2012)

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LE CANZONI DEL GIORNO: UNDER THE WESTWAY/THE PURITAN//BLUR

ALBUM: UNDER THE WESTWAY (Digital Single) (2012)

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LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: TREMBLING HANDS/THE TEMPER TRAP

Turning the ground
I once used to know
People are strangers
Same as before
Streets look familiar
I remember the part
Where I buried my head so deep in my hands
All around you and I
This here city
Has fall along with me once
Won’t find no angels
Selling back to the lost
This here place
Is too small for two
It tool one to realize
When dreams makes this hardest
Are not meant to come true

So throw me a line
Somebody out there help me
I’m on my own
I’m on my own
Throw me a line
And I have come here
To win you again
With trembling hands

Passion delays
Looking over the buildings
Town seems to starve
While the millions keep moving
Now here I am
I’m a drop in your ocean
Noise in the crowd
Pushing through your halls of reason

So throw me a line
Somebody out there help me
I’m on my own
I’m on my own
Throw me a line
And I have come here
To win you again
With trembling hands
Hear me now make me whole, whole
Hear me now make me whole, whole

So throw me a line
Somebody out there help me
I’m on my own
I’m on my own
Throw me a line
And I have come here
To win you again
With trembling hands
Trembling hands

There goes the ending
It left me in the war
I tried everything here
I’m done with my part

ALBUM: THE TEMPER TRAP (2012)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE MARVELOUS DREAM/DAMON ALBARN

ALBUM: DR DEE (2012)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: WHAT'LL IT TAKE/GRAHAM COXON

Ci sono volute le immagini di 82 fan da 22 paesi diversi per montare questo video.



Diretto da Ninian Doff

What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance

I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me

What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance

I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me

What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance
What'll it take to make you people dance

I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
I don't know, I don't know
I don't really know what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me
What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me

ALBUM: A+E (2012)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DILETTANTE/ST. VINCENT

Oh Elijah, don't make me wait
Nobody's winning
The sharks are swimming in the red
Oh Elijah, don't make me wait
While you are sleeping
My mind goes creaking down the wall

Slow down, dilettante
So I can limp beside you
And follow in your house too
Hang on, street savant
My bank in my back pocket
How far you think it take us?

You're like a party I heard through a wall
I'm always watching you through a keyhole
Let's not forget
Let's not forget
Let's not forget
Why we crawled here

Oh Elijah, don't make me wait
I got no patience for an estrangement, anyway

Wake up, Avenue C
Your hometown is still sleeping

You're like a party I heard through a wall
So c'mon Invite me
But I'm always watching you through a keyhole
Let's not forget
Let's not forget
Let's not forget
Where we crawled from

Oh Elijah, don't make me wait
What is so pressing?
You can undress me, anyway

ALBUM: STRANGE MERCY (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: UNDER THE WESTWAY/BLUR

It was a bright day in the city today
Everything was sinking says
Sport would come on sunday
The old school would do
And the traffic grew
Upon the Westway
We all sat watching comets lost in town
Shining up above me
The jet fuel inferno
Clouds above where's the money always come first
And the sirens sing

So here is the day we sweep shaft through the ships
'Cause men in yellow jackets
Putting adverts inside my dreams
And all the ladies fawned
And the whole world gone
Fallen under the spell of the changing ways
We all communicate
So standing out shortwaves
Somewhere here out in space
And the rains hail above
And the hearts on fire
Under the Westway

Give me magic carrot city above
Still standing although it's cold
And the flags coming down
The old row sound
Just like a love song
Falling away I'm feeling down too
Paradise not lost, it's in the earth
I apologize
But I am not a saint
But I am gonna sing

Hallelujah
Singing out loud
And sing it to you
In my lost limousine
And wash me off the Westway

(2012)

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LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SET FIRE TO THE RAIN/ADELE

I let it fall my heart
And as it fell you also claim it
It was dark and I was all right
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me
My hands, they're strong, but my knees were far too weak
Stand in your arms without falling into your feet

But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew
All the things you say, they were never true, never true
And the games you play, you would always win, always win

But I set fire to the rain
Watch it pour as I touched your face
Let it burn while I cry
'Cause I heard it screaming at your name, your name

When I'm with you, I could stay there
Close my eyes, feel you're here forever
You and me together, nothing is better

'Cause there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew
All the things you say, they were never true, never true
And the games you play, you would always win, always win

But I set fire to the rain
Watch it pour as I touched your face
Let it burn while I cry
'Cause I heard it screaming at your name, your name
I set fire to the rain
And I feel lost into the phase
And it felt something nice
'Cause I knew that that was the last time, last time

Sometimes I wake up by the door
And hope you're gone, must be waiting further
Even that when it's already over
I can't help myself from looking further

I set fire to the rain
Watch it pour as I touch your face
Let it burn when I cry
'Cause I heard it screaming at your name, your name
I set fire to the rain
And I feel lost into the phase
And it felt something nice
'Cause I knew that that was the last time
The last time
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn

ALBUM: 21 (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HOME IS A FIRE/DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

Diretto da Shepard Fairey and Nicholas Harmer

Sleep, sleep with the lights on
Shutter and shades drawn
There's too many windows
Noise, cars on the freeway
Tempting a clean break
There's nowhere left to go
Watching the room tweak
Through cracks in the concrete

Plates they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same

Home, home is a fire
A burning reminder
Of where we belong
With walls built up around us
The bricks make me nervous
They're only so strong love
They're only so strong love

Plates they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
As yesterday
As yesterday

ALBUM: CODES AND KEYS (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: PRENZLAUERBERG/BEIRUT

So alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something

I came through tonight
Just like you
And all this advice has fallen through
I watch and wait as something
I watch and wait as i let more time to decide

And so alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something
So alone I cry but something

(Prenzlauer Berg)

ALBUM: GULAG ORKESTAR (2006)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: I KNOW PLACES/LYKKE LI

I know places we can go, babe
I know places we can go, babe
The high won't fade here, babe
No, the high won't hurt here, babe

I know places we can go, babe
I know places we can go, babe
Where the highs won't bring you down, babe
No, the highs won't hurt you there, babe

Don't ask me when, but ask me why
Don't ask me how, but ask me where
There is a road, there is a way
There is a place, here is a place

I know places we can go, babe
Coming home, come unfold babe
And the high won't fade here, babe
No, the high won't hurt here, babe

So, come lay
And wait
Now won't you lay
And wait, wait on me

I know places we can go, babe
Coming home, come unfold babe
I know places we can go, babe
Coming home, come unfold babe

ALBUM: WOUNDED RHYMES (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ANTI-D/THE WOMBATS

Cosa succede se Mattew Murphy, il cantante dei Wombats, si traveste da Robert Smith?




Please allow me to be your anti-depressant
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

We kick back and let the pills do the talking
People hear a distinct rattle when we’re walking
Then there’s the extra two stone that’s our only guarantee
Our vivid dreams are just like big production movies
They get entangled well within our daily routines
So please re-think or use my dream-on strategy

And please allow me to be your anti-depressant
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

Its hard to smile when your as flattened as a pancake
The only tears come from our heads when we concentrate
Perhaps I'm being unjust or perhaps you agree
Still I've thrown away my citalopram
I need more than what was in those forty miligrams
So cast away with the doctors plans

And please allow me to be your anti-depressant
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant

So thrown away my citalopram
Although I felt as grim as the reaper man
So cast away with the doctors plans
Like me

ALBUM: THE WOMBATS PROUDLY PRESENT... THIS MODERN GLITCH (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: IN LIMBO/RADIOHEAD

Lundy, fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read 
Another message I can't read 

Being the first in the Irish Sea 
I got a message I can't read 
Another message I can't read 

I'm on your side 
Nowhere to hide 
Trapdoors that open
I spiral down 

You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world

I'm lost at sea 
Don't bother me 
I've lost my way 
I've lost my way 

You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
This beautiful world 

Lundy, fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read 
Another message I can't read

ALBUM: KID A (2000)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: FRANCIS THOMPSON/EMPHEMETRY

(Francis Thompson)

ALBUM: A LULLABY HUM FOR TIRED STREETS (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ROADS/CHAPEL CLUB

ALBUM: WINTERING EP (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: TRIATHLON (CASASONICA REMIX)/CRISTINA DONÀ FEAT. SAMUEL

So che un braccio dopo l’altro
Porterò a destinazione
Questo corpo calpestato
Dalle tue rigide mancanze
Ho attraversato giorni da diluvio universale
Ora so scivolare sull’acqua
È una questione orizzontale
Scivolerò sui tuoi rimpianti
Mai pianti con me
Scivolerò, ma il tuo amore dov’ era?

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

La ruota davanti m’implora
Di non insistere con la pressione
Il cuore sul manubrio
Sembra pronto a decollare
Hai trasformato pianure
In salite devastanti
Ora tornerò a sognare
Coi miei occhi scintillanti
Aumento la distanza
Il vantaggio su di te
E non aspetto che qualcun altro provveda

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

I piedi toccano terra
Comincerà la resurrezione
È l’ultima parte di fuga
Vedo la polvere che si solleva
Fuori da un passato confuso
Con dentro l’alibi di una visione
Continuerò la corsa
Ma non sono più preda

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

(Triathlon)

ALBUM: DOVE SEI TU (2003)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HE THOUGHT OF CARS/BLUR

Moscow's still red
The young man's dead
Gone to heaven instead
The evening news
Says he was confused
The motorways will all merge soon
Lottery winner buys the moon
They've come to save us
The space invaders are here

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

There's panic at London Heathrow
Everybody wants to go
Up into the blue
But there's a ten year queue
Columbia is in top gear
It shouldn't snow this time of year
America's shot
She's gone and done the lot

He thought of planes
And where
Where to fly to
And who to fly there with
And there, there was no-one
No-one

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

ALBUM: THE GREAT ESCAPE (1995)