Felizfeliz 2015

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2014 nos deja enormes conciertos, grupos y descubrimientos, la clase de El Brindador en la noria sobre el Ebro, el concierto clandestino de Ana Muñoz al que llegasteis por pistas para celebrar nuestro primer aniversario, la aparición en Cachitos (TVE) presentando la actuación de El Niño Gusano, a El Gol de Nayim en La Romareda reivindicando su Zaragoza, a los putos Horrors y a Jacco Gardner en Zaragoza, a Calavera en el Arco del Deán homenajeando a la Lata de Bombillas, un festi urbano de bandas locales, el hashtag #otrosPilaresNOsonposibles, a Bigott en Quiteria Martín (La Magdalena), las 50 best Maño Songs of the Century (so far), el Sing Star de Gabriel y Vencerás en Arrebato y hasta un vinilo recopilatorio de las jóvenes bandas locales que más nos gustan. Esto sólo era un blog…

… seguro que 2015 nos depara nuevas sorpresas, esto sólo puede seguir creciendo de esta manera. ¡Gracias a todos por formar parte de esta comunidad y…

¡¡¡Feliz año nuevo!!!

 

2014 nos dejó también una sonrisa y un corazón enormes que siempre recordaremos:

The tax man's taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht,
He's taken everything I've got,
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.
Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
My girlfriend's run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now I'm sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

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 buildings 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

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