23 de enero de 2022 |
Radio Carlitos EdiciónDeluxe Vol - 159
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No te pierdas el contenido más selecto del reproductor musical de Carlos Herrera
COPE
Señoras, señores, chicos, chicas. ¡Hola, qué tal!
Nueva entrega de 'Radio Carlitos Deluxe', la selecta lista de música de Carlos Herrera con la que cada semana hace disfrutar a la audiencia de la Cadena COPE en las madrugadas del sábado al domingo entre la 1.00 y las 2.00 horas. En esta ocasión disfruta de clásicos como "Everybody's talkin'" de Iggy Pop y "Sound and vision" de David Bowie.
Otro sábado en el que Herrera viene con discos debajo del brazo para hacer las delicias de los oyentes de COPE y también de Rock FM, además puedes escuchar el podcast en COPE.es y en las principales plataformas digitales. Un espacio simplemente para escuchar música, para escuchar canciones, cosas que a lo mejor, a lo mejor hace mucho que no escuchas o que quizá posiblemente no has escuchado nunca.
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Kevin Coyne - "Marlene"
Marlene
Girl of my dream, Marlene
You know who I mean, Marlene
You're just a dream oh Marlene
Why don't you let me come in, let me come in
You sit there every night, Marlene
You are just right, Marlene
When I turn on my light, oh Marlene
Why don't you let me come in, let me come in
Paper is torn, Marlene
Paper on the wall, Marlene
And I'm just a boy, oh Marlene
Why don't you let me come in, let me come in
I say hey, hey pretty girl
I say hey, hey pretty girl
I say hey, hey pretty girl
Hey pretty girl, hey pretty girl
Turn off my light, oh Marlene
You are just a fright, Marlene
Come here tonight, Marlene
Why don't you let me come in, let me come in
Tom Waits - "New coat of paint"
New coat of paint
Let's put a new coat of paint on this lonesome old town
Set 'em up, we'll be knockin' em down
You wear a dress, baby, I'll wear a tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
All our scribbled love dreams, lost or thrown away
Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowin' day
Our love needs a transfusion, so let's shoot it full of wine
Fishin' for a good time starts with throwin' in your line
So, let's put a new coat of paint, on this lonesome old town
Set 'em up, set 'em up, we'll be knockin' em down
You wear a dress, baby, I'll wear a tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon in that burgundy sky
Tim Hardin - "How can we hang on to a dream"
How can we hang on to a dream
What can I say, she's walking away
From what we've seen
What can I do, still loving you
It's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it, will it be, the way it seems
What can I do, she's saying we're through
With how it was
What will I try, I still don't see why
She says what she does
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it, will it be, the way it seems
What can I say, she's walking away
From what we've seen
What can I do, still loving you
It's all a dream
How can we hang on to a dream
How can it, will it be, the way it seems
How can we hang on to a dream
Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros - "Redemption song"
Redemption song
Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the almighty
We forward in this generation triumphantly
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book
So won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look
Some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book
So won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
These songs of freedom
Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
These songs of freedom
These songs of freedom
Ryan Adams - "New York, New York"
New York, New York
Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow
Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way
To the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been broken up and busted up since
And love don't play any games with me
Anymore like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing right out there through the door
Hell, I still love you, New York
Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
Every day the children they were singing their tune
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide
And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you don't want 'em to
The world won't wait and I watched you shake
But honey, I don't blame you
Hell, I still love you, New York
Hell, I still love you, New York
New York
I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
In a church on the upper west side
Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
You were holding my trust like a child
Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
But I tried to keep the overhead low
Farewell to the city and the love of my life
At least we left before we had to go
And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you want 'em to
So we better shake this old thing out the door
I'll always be thinkin' of you
I'll always love you though New York
I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York
Iggy Pop - "Everybody's talkin'"
Everybody's talkin'
Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind
People stopping staring
I can't see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyes
I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Backing off of the North East winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone
I'm going where the sun keeps shining
Through' the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Backing off of the North East winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone
Everybody's talking at me
I don't hear a word they're saying
Only the echoes of my mind
I won't let you leave my love behind
No, I won't let you leave
I won't let you leave my love behind
Lou Reed - "Romeo had Juliette"
Romeo had Juliette
Caught between the twisted stars the plotted lines the faulty map
that brought Columbus to New York
Betwixt between the East and west he calls on her wearing a leather vest
the earth squeals and shudders to a halt
A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help ward off the Fear
that he has left his soul in someone's rented car
Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped
into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell
And Romeo wanted Juliette
And Juliette wanted Romeo
Romeo Rodriguez squares his shoulders and curses Jesus
runs a comb through his black pony-tail
He's thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
Then smells her perfume in his eyes
and her voice was like a bell
Outside the streets were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming
of an Uzi someone had just scored
I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my back
says little Joey Diaz
Brother give me another tote those downtown hoods are no damn good
those Italians need a lesson to be taught
This cop who died in Harlem you think they'd get the warnin'
I was dancing when his brains ran out on the street
And Romeo had Juliette
And Juliette had her Romeo
I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says
"It's hard to give a shit these days"
Manhattan's sinking like a rock, into the filthy Hudson what a shock
they wrote a book about it, they said it was like ancient Rome
The perfume burned his eyes holding tightly to her thighs
and something flickered for a minute and then it vanished and was gone
Wilco - "Jesus, etc."
Jesus, etc.
Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun
Tall building shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can come by any time you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Our love
Our love
Our love is all we have
Our love
Our love is all of God's money
Everyone is a burning sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad, sad songs
Tuned to chords, strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
David Bowie - "Sound and vision"
Sound and vision
Don't you wonder sometimes
About sound and vision?
Blue, blue, electric blue
That's the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue
Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue
I will sit right down
Waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing
Waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude
Over my head
Don't you wonder sometimes
About sound and vision?
Nell Young & Crazy Horse - "Like a hurricane"
Like a hurricane
Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar
Dancing on the light from star to star
Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are
I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you but I'm getting blown away
I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream
You could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you but I'm getting blown away, blown away
You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream
You could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip
You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you but I'm getting blown away
Steve Miller Band - "Serenade"
Serenade
Did you see the lights
As they fell all around you?
Did you hear the music
A serenade from the stars?
Wake up, wake up
Wake up and look around you
We're lost in space
And the time is our own
Whoah
Whoah
Ah
Did you feel the wind
As it blew all around you?
Did you feel the love
That was in the air?
Wake up, wake up
Wake up and look around you
We're lost in space
And the time is our own
Whoah
Whoah
Ah
The Sun comes up
And it shines all around you
You're lost in space
And the Earth is your own
Whoah
Whoah
Whoah
Whoah
Springbok - "One night in Bankok"
One night in Bankok
Bangkok, Oriental setting
And the city don't know what the city is getting
The creme de la creme of the chess world
In a show with everything but Yul Brynner
Time flies, doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tirolean Spa had the chess boys in it
All change, don't you know that when you
Play at this level, there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland or the Philippines
Or Hastings or, or this place
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a God in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the God's a she
I can feel an angel sliding up to me
One town's very like another
When your head's down over your pieces, Brother
It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city
Whaddya mean?
Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town
Tea girls, warm and sweet, warm, sweet
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham Suite
"Get Thai'd", you're talking to a tourist
Whose every move's among the purest
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the Devil walking next to me
Siam's gonna be the witness
To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
This grips me more than would
A muddy old river or Reclining Buddha
But thank God, I'm only watching the game, controlling it
I don't see you guys rating
The kind of mate I'm contemplating
I'd let you watch, I would invite you
But the queens we use would not excite you
So you better go back to your bars, your temples
Your massage parlors
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a God in every golden cloister
A little flesh, a little history
I can feel an angel slidin' up to me
One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the Devil walking next to me
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