Top 20 musical de 2014 (parte II)

15. Intervals - A Voice Within

Los canadienses aparte de demostrar una asombrosa técnica también han demostrado tener un humor finísimo al titular así su primer disco ya que anteriormente eran un grupo instrumental hasta que trasteando por youtube dieron con un británico de asombrosa voz llamado Mike Semesky, pasando entonces de ser un trío a un cuarteto. Desgraciadamente hace tan sólo una semana les ha dejado Semesky pero como le han cogido el gusto a eso de tener cantante ya andan a la búsqueda de su nueva voz.

 Oh where, time do you go?
When my pulse falls behind
The rhythm on top my wrist
Showing ten seconds to clear my mind
The gears pulling forward
Always falling into place
This battle I know is over
Despite the effort and haste

We can wait this out
Because I know that we will find our way back
We can wait this out
Because I know that it will be worth it in the end
It's too soon for us to say
Whether or not we can win this way
Patiently commit to all that is at stake
Because it's too soon for us to say

Oh where, inspiration will you be
Upon escaping this vacant automaton
To save me
The gears pulling forward
Always falling into place
This battle I know is over
Despite the effort and the haste

We can wait this out
Because I know that we will find our way back
We can wait this out
Because I know that it will be worth it in the end
It's too soon for us to say
Whether or not we can win this way
Patiently commit to all that is at stake
Because it's too soon for us to say

14. Najwa - Rat Race

Un tanto inferior a El Último Primate y Donde Rugen Los Volcanes, sus anteriores discos, pero Najwa siempre ha sido una de mis debilidades (y no exagero, que la he visto nueve veces en directo) por lo que su regreso al inglés me parece una fumada pero una fumada deliciosa a fin de cuentas.

 They spend a long time talking
With their stupid wooden tone
And it seems we can hear
We just couldn't turn it off

They were lurking so close
To our fantasy
Turning our dream
Into a little bean

This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us
This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us

We have to keep on laughing
Beside the sleeping dog
We gotta wake it up
We gotta make it bark

So draw the line again
To keep the secret safe
And hit the ground in pain
To bust the joker face

This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us
This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us

Feed us, feed us, feed us
Feed us, motherfuckers
Feed us, feed us, feed us
Feed us, motherfuckers

As we approach the bullet
We feel untouchable
This isoleted spot
It doesn't lead us home
We draw the line in pain
To keep the secret safe
Just need another face
To hit the ground again

This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us
This is the ultimate joke
Before we bite the hand that feed us

Feed us, feed us, feed us
Feed us, motherfuckers
Feed us, feed us, feed us
Feed us, motherfuckers

13. Amberian Dawn - Magic Forest

Siempre es crucial para un grupo tener que sustituir a su cantante de toda la vida pero cuando la nueva voz no tiene demasiado con su antecesora la jugada se antoja casi suicida y esa la decisión por la que ha optado este grupo finlandés de metal sinfónico ya que han pasado de una soprano de coloratura, la de la saliente Heidi Parviainen, a una voz rockera, la de la entrante Paivi Virkkunen, que personalmente me recuerda a Celine Dion. De hecho el teclista del grupo la descubrió cuando estaba haciendo uno de los papeles protagonistas en un musical sobre Abba y nada más terminar la representación le propuso hacer algunos ensayos con el grupo. El resultado no podría haber sido mejor.

 Just moments before the dawn
It's their time to go
One look and
They entered the magic forest
They're left alone

A strange weight surrounded them
It felt like burned ice
All branches
Like fingers they reach to catch them
Leaving their marks

"Hey you little songbirds
Come here little songbirds
We see you little songbirds
And we'll keep you"

Run for your life
She's getting closer
Run for your life
You hear her breathing
Run for your life
Her army's marching
Run for your life
You feel her seeking
Reaching you, hunting you
Hunting all of you

They run deeper into the woods
They wished they could fly
In the moonlight
They saw those lurking soldiers
Creeping by

Her hunters were whispering
And humming an old tune
Like rolling they passed those little seekers
Leaving them alone

"Hey you little songbirds
Come here little songbirds
Where are you little songbirds
Come we'll keep you"

Run for your life
She's getting closer
Run for your life
You hear her breathing
Run for your life
Her army's marching
Run for your life
You feel her seeking
Reaching you, hunting you
Hunting all of you

"Oh dear children,
Who has brought you here?
Do come in and stay with me.
No harm shall happen to you!"

Run for your life
She's getting closer
Run for your life
You hear her breathing
Run for your life
Her army's marching
Run for your life
You feel her seeking
Reaching you, hunting you
Hunting all of you

12. The Chant - New Haven


Seguimos en Finlandia aunque en este caso con sonidos más atmosféricos y menos rimbombantes. De hecho aunque The Chant tienen tres guitarristas apuestan más por las texturas y los arpegios que por los riffs y los power chords.

 I know you are there
Somewhere in the center
Only you can
Enter inside

Who carried you there
And locked you in
Your little bones are
Sticking through your skin

The hawthorne yearns
Random drops of blood
On this path shadows spread
Just above the ground

The winter freezes
My trail on the snowbed
The animals can come
And drink from my footsteps

It took me years to find
The entrance to the labyrinth
All of these lifetimes
You have been hidden from me

I can turn around and find
My way out of the labyrinth
All of these little lifetimes
The snow has been falling on your trail

Is there a man behind you?
Someone breathing right behind you
Is there a man behind you?
A monster breathing, chasing after you

11. Lana Del Rey - Ultraviolence

O "la caracementerio" como la llaman mis amigos. Ya desde Born To Die le sigo la pista porque me parece que tiene una gran voz y muchísima personalidad y aunque ya ha tenido algún tropiezo que otro (a la letra de Cola me remito) le auguro un gran futuro, no en vano parece que tiene muy claro que prefiere seguir su camino a imitar descaradamente a otras.

Down on the West Coast they got a sayin'
"If you're not drinkin' then you're not playin'."
But you've got the music, you've got the music in you, don't you?

Down on the West Coast I get this feeling
Like it all could happen that's why I'm leaving
You for the moment, you for the moment, Boy Blue, yeah, you

You're falling hard, I push away, I'm feelin' hot to the touch
You say you miss me, and I say I miss you so much
But something keeps me really quiet, I'm alive I'm a lush
Your love, your love, your love

I can see my baby swingin'
His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love

I can see my sweet boy swayin'
He's crazy y Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm saying
Move baby, move baby, I'm in love

I'm in love (I'm in love)
I'm in love (I'm in love)

Down on the West Coast, they got their icons
Their silver starlets, their Queens of Saigons
And you've got the music, you've got the music in you, don't you?

Down on the West Coast, they love their movies
Their golden gods, and rock and roll groupies
And you've got the music, you've got the music in you, don't you?

You push it hard, I pull away, I'm feeling hotter than fire
I guess that no one ever really made me feel that much higher
Te deseo, cariño, boy, it's you I desire
Your love, your love, your love

I can see my baby swingin'
His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love

I can see my sweet boy swayin'
He's crazy y Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm saying
Move baby, move baby, I'm in love

I can see my baby swingin'
His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up
On the balcony and I'm singing
Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love

I can see my sweet boy swayin'
He's crazy y Cubano como yo, my love
On the balcony and I'm saying
Move baby, move baby, I'm in love
I'm in love
I'm in love