The past is a grotesque animal

Hace poco _i_iá_ hizo una reflexión sobre los títulos de las canciones que por sí mismos nos llevan a pensamientos, sensaciones, ideas, traumas o qué sé yo. En los comentarios de ese posteo me calvé y escribí varios títulos de canciones que me llaman la atención por su simple título, sin importar si la canción me gusta o no.

Pues sigo clavado en eso de dotar de interpretaciones personales a los títulos de las cosas. En este ocio robado a mi jornada laboral me di tiempo para hacer estas dos listas que les presento a continuación. Al igual que en el portazo del posteo del que les hablaba arriba, ahora les dejo estas dos listas para que saquen sus propios piensos, pero ahora son títulos de las producciones que me llaman la atención.

Lista 1, títulos que comunican una idea dos-dos concreta, en orden alfabético:
A chance to cut is a chance to cure – Matmos
Breaking your heart takes training – Utah rangers
Chewing on glass & other miracle cures – Sixtoo
Come on die young – Mogwai
Crying over pros for no reason – edIT
Dear catastrophe waitress – Belle & Sebastian
Drugs to the dear youth – Tera Melos
Ears will pop & eyes will blink – Bodies of water
Fake noise form a box of toys – The autumns
Far away trains passing by – Ulrich Schnauss
Finally we are no one – Múm
Fold your hands child you walk like a pheasant – Belle & Sebastian
For sleepyheads only – Flunk
From here we go to sublime – The field
Good news for people who love bad news – Modest mouse
He poos clouds – Final fantasy
Hissing fauna, are you the destroyer? – Of Montreal
I need you to hold on while the sky is falling – Kelley polar
If you are feeling sinister – Belle & Sebastian
Jesus life for children under 12 inches – Kid loco
Let the blind lead those who can see but cannot feel – Atlas sound
Let us never speak of it again – Out hud
Love and other planets – Adem
LSD and the search for god – LSD and the search for god
Music to make love to your old lady by – Lovage
Nine times that same song – Love is all
No shouts, no calls – Electrelane
Only when you are winning – Night facilities
Songs we found in the sand – Milieu
Riot on an empty street – Kings of convenience
The boy who couldn’t stop dreaming – Club 8
The guest who stayed forever – Park hotell
The long physical effects are yet not known – Jay-Jay Johanson
The throne of the third heaven of the Nation’s Millennium General Assembly – Le loup
Underachievers please try harder – Camera obscura
We were dead before the ship even sank – Modest mouse
When I said I wanted to be your dog – Jens Lekman
When the funk hits the fan – King Britt
You need a mess of help to stand alone – Saint Etienne

Lista 2, títulos más conceptuales o juegos de palabras interesantes, en orden alfabético:
Aaltopiiri – Pan sonic
Afterparty babies – Cadence weapon
Armchair apocrypha – Andrew Bird
Arular – M.I.A.
Beaucup fish – Underworld
Before the dawn heal us – M83
Bring extra dragons – Ilkae
Casino Classics – Saint Etienne remixes
Conformatigmatic – Cicada
Danceflaw – Cursor miner
Decksanddrumsandrockandroll – Propellerheads
Do the bambi – Stereo total
Dog problems – The format
Dopadromo – Babasónicos
Dots and loops – Sterolab
Dream signals in full circles – Tristeza
Drowning in a sea of love – Nathan Fake
Heaven or Las Vegas – Cocteau twins
In case we die – Architecture in Helsinki
In rainbows - Radiohead
Everything all the time – Band of horses
Foxbase alpha – Saint Etienne
Killing your darlings – Kid Loco
La cabinacalifornia – The pharcyde
Lanzafame – Tap Tap
Lauder than bombs – The Smiths
LP3 – Ratatat
Moon safari – Air
Myths of the near future – Klaxons
Pillowface and his airplane chronicles – Steve Aoki
Polytheistic fragments – Sir Richard Bishop
Quasi-objects – Matmos
Real emotional trash – Stephen Malkmus
See it in sound – Esquivel
Strangeways, here we come – The Smiths
Tripe time dance – Susumu Yokota
We brave bee stings and all – Thao with the get down stay down
Whore luck – Picastro
Witching hour – Ladytron
Young prayer – Panda bear

Tomado de los nombres que los aristas le ponen a sus ondas.

5 comentarios:

!!! dijo...

The past is a grotesque animal
And in its eyes you see
How completely wrong you can be
How completely wrong you can be

The sun is out, it melts the snow that fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it bothered

I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met
Who could appreciate Georges Bataille
Standing at Swedish festival discussing "Story of the Eye"
Discussing "Story of the Eye"

It's so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain, I need you here and not here too
How can I explain, I need you here and not here too

I'm flunking out, I'm flunking out, I'm gone, I'm just gone
But at least I author my own disaster
At least I author my own disaster

Performance breakdown and I don't want to hear it
I'm just not available
Things could be different but they're not
Things could be different but they're not

The mousy girl screams, "Violence! Violence!"
The mousy girl screams, "Violence! Violence!"
She gets hysterical because they're both so mean
And it's my favorite scene
But the cruelty's so predictable
It makes you sad on the stage
Though our love project has so much potential
But it's like we weren't made for this world
(Though I wouldn't really want to meet someone who was)

Do I have to scream in your face?
I've been dodging lamps and vegetables
Throw it all in my face, I don't care

Let's just have some fun
Let's tear this shit apart
Let's tear the fucking house apart
Let's tear our fucking bodies apart
But let's just have some fun

Somehow you've red-rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you
No death, no ugly world

You've lived so brightly
You've altered everything
I find myself searching for old selves
While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells

I've played the unraveler, the parhelion
But even apocalypse is fleeting
There's no death, no ugly world

Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me like I do you
Mythologizing me like I do you

We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic
Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams
And you can betray me
You can, you can betray me

But teach me something wonderful
Crown my head, crowd my head
With your lilting effects
Project your fears on to me, I need to view them
See, there's nothing to them
I promise you, there's nothing to them

I'm so touched by your goodness
You make me feel so criminal
How do you keep it together?
I'm all, all unraveled

But you know, no matter where we are
We're always touching by underground wires

I've explored you with the detachment of an analyst
But most nights we've raided the same kingdoms
And none of our secrets are physical
None of our secrets are physical
None of our secrets are physical now

Jimena dijo...

"subterranean homesick alien", de Radiohead...

La+Ln=ii dijo...

Wow, mi post ya quedó chavo, jaja. Ya llegué Guni, ahora llega tú, bebamos y seamos felices por unas horas.

Peras & Manzanas dijo...

jajaja es gracioso leer justo lo que piensa uno también.

'Lover I Dont Have To Love' es la de la semana :)

GiL dijo...

lover you should've come over de jeff buckley
y my life is an endless succession of people saying goodbye de morrissey.

y también disfruto el the past is a grotesque animal.