THE RAT

No actualizo porque no tengo nada que decir, no tengo (además) ganas de decir nada, y si lo dijera, probablemente no iba a ser agradable, porque con tanto HIJO/A-DEPUTA suelto/a el ventilador de mierda iba a salpicar hasta a la gente de Missouri…

Días de escuchar música catártica (a falta de tocarla…) y de inglés, y de “First Certificate” y su puñetera madre…

Temazo de “The Walkmen” para amenizar (“The Rat”), con especial atención a Matt, el batería, tocando a casi 200 bpm, con florituras de plato en los “impares” y casi sin despeinarse el flequillo. Estos jóvenzuelos…

You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I know we've been through this before
Can't you hear me? I'm calling out your name...
Can't you see me? I'm pounding on your door...

You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
Can't you hear me? I'm bleeding on the wall...
Can't you see me? I'm pounding on your door...

Can't you hear me when I'm calling out your name?

When I used to go out, I would know everyone that I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all

When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all

When I used to go out I'd know everyone I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all

You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I'm sure we've been through this before
Can't you hear me? I'm beating on your wall...
Cant you see me? I'm pounding on your door...