The Smithereens

The Smithereens – “Especially For You”

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SMITHEREENSYa hablé de The Smithereens por aquí hace año y medio. The Smithereens son una banda de power pop americana heredera directa del mejor POP de The Beatles o The Kinks, esa es su principal virtud y probablemente también su principal defecto, es decir, nada nuevo bajo el sol, pero como digo siempre si las canciones son buenas (te gustan) que más podemos pedir. Y ojo, en este “Especially For You” (1986), su primer álbum hay un buen puñado de CANCIONES, así en mayúsculas, empezando por la ya comentada “Behind The Wall Of Sleep” que es una auténtica delicia, siguiendo por la que les hizo famosos “Blood And Roses” que apareció en alguna banda sonora, me encanta “In A Lonely Place” un dueto con la gran Suzanne Vega, “Crazy Mixed-Up Kid” es tremendamente beatleniana, “Strangers When Me Meet” es un tratado de power pop en si misma…

Lo dicho no inventaron nada, pero treinta años después de que se editara sigo disfrutando de este disco.

I heard it said somewhere that one day all good things come to an end
I turn around to see you. And if I do or not, it all depends

I was born the day I met you
Lived a while when you loved me
Died a little when we broke apart
Yesterday, it would have mattered
Now today, it doesn’t mean a thing
All my hopes and dreams are shattered now
I’m in a lonely place without you
I’m in a lonely place without you

I walk the streets alone at night sometimes and think about you
I look as strangers pass, and wonder how I’ll live without your love

I was born the day I met you
Lived a little when you loved me
Died a little when we broke apart
Suddenly, this world’s no longer bright
I’m alone and lonely every night
Won’t you bring back your love that’s out of sight?
I’m in a lonely place without you
I’m in a lonely place without you

 

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The Smithereens – “Behind The Wall Of Sleep”

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Este Soplo es para Guti.

Hace unas semanas volví a recuperar un disco, el “Especially For You” de The Smithereens, que hacía siglos que no escuchaba, el culpable fue un viejo amigo del colegio que acababa de ver a Graham Parker en concierto y en una conversación de whatsapp enlazó la versión que hace Parker de este “Behind The Wall Of Sleep”, un temazo de pop-rock que no era la única joya de aquel disco, pero que probablemente era la mas recordable. Hoy ha vuelto para darle a Guti toda su energía. Puedes. Lo se.

Behind The Wall Of Sleep

She had hair like Jeannie Shrimpton, back in 1965
She had legs that never ended
I was halfway paralyzed
She was tall and cool and pretty
And she dressed as black as coal
If she’d ask me to, I’d murder
I would gladly lose my soul

[Chorus]
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her, behind the wall of sleep

Well she held a bass guitar and
She was playing in a band
And she stood just like Bill Wyman
Now I am her biggest fan
Now I know I’m one of many who
Would like to be your friend
And I’ve got to find a way
To let you know I’m not like them

[Chorus]
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her, behind the wall of sleep

Got your number from a friend of mine
Who lives in your hometown
Called you up to have a drink
Your roommate said you weren’t around
Now I know I’m one of many
Who would like to be your friend
And I’ve got to find a way to
Let you know I’m not like them

[Chorus]
Now I lie in bed and think of her
Sometimes I even weep
Then I dream of her, behind the wall of sleep…
Behind the wall of sleep, behind the wall of sleep

Behind the wall of Sleep