llama a tu viejo, llama a tu vieja
y todo, todo, todo va a estar bien
escúchalo, no lo ignores
y todo va a estar bien
: revolution rock
barbican in london is bringing together some musicians (rock en español ++) for a tributo en vivo a the clash.
it's called spanish bombs: tropical tribute to the clash. and this is the description :
In a highly-anticipated world-premiere concert, appealing to fans of both The Clash and Latin music in general - the legendary band’s repertoire is brought to life by guest vocalists and musicians from some of the hottest Latin bands on the planet.
god. really? i'm not gonna lie, if i was in london right now, i would be going to this show. i love the clash, i love clash covers. and how cool to see rubén albarrán (café tacuba) singing joe strummer (sigh...)?!
but... "latin" is a dead language not a musical style, and spain (nor austin, texas nor monterrey, mexico) is not in the tropics, ok?
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revolution rock : los fabulosos cadillacs (original, the clash)
this is radio clash : the clash
Showing posts with label Los Fabulosos Cadillacs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Los Fabulosos Cadillacs. Show all posts
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
desapariciones
this video was taken on the 30th anniversary of the 1976 coup d'etat in argentina. in buenos aires the day was commemorated by an enormous march under the banner: memory, truth & justice.
the music is desapariciones (disappearances) by los fabulosos cadillacs (original by rubén blades. gracias, eepdlryed ;) some lyrics & translation below...
que alguien me diga
si ha visto a mi esposo
preguntaba la doña
se llama ernesto y tiene cuarenta años
trabajaba de peón
en un negocio de autos
llevaba camisa oscura
y pantalón claro
salió de noche y no ha regresado
y yo no sé ya que pensar
pues esto ante
no me había pasado
someone tell me
if you've seen my husband,
the lady was asking
he's called ernesto & he's 40 years old
he's a worker at a car dealership
he was wearing a dark shirt
and light pants
he went out at night and hasn't returned
and i don't know what to think
this has never happened to me before
llevo tres días
buscando a mi hermana
se llama altagracia
igual que la abuela
salió del trabajo para la escuela
llevaba puestos jeans
y una camisa blanca
no ha sido el novio...
el tipo está en su casa
no saben de ella en la policía
ni en el hospital
i've spent 3 days
looking for my sister
she's called altagracia
just like our grandmother
she left from work to go to school
she was wearing jeans
and a white shirt
it wasn't her boyfriend...
that guy is at his house
they don't know anything about her
at the police station
or at the hospital
que alguien me diga
si ha visto a mi hijo
es estudiante de medicina
se llama agustín
y es un buen muchacho
es a veces terco cuando opina
lo han detenido...
no se que fuerza
pantalón blanco camisa a rayas
paso ante ayer
someone tell me
if you've seen my son
he's a medical student
he's called augustín
he's a good boy
sometimes stubborn about his opinions
they've detained him
i don't know which force
white pants, a striped shirt
it happened the day before yesterday
...
anoche escuche
varias explosiones
tiros de escopeta y de revólver
autos acelerados, frenos, gritos
ecos de botas en la calle
toques de puerta,
quejas, por dioses, platos rotos
estaban dando la telenovela
por eso nadie miró pa'fuera
avestruz
last night i heard
various explosions
shots from rifles & revolvers
engines accelerating, breaks, shouts
the echos of boots on the streets
knocks on the door
cries of "for god's sake", broken dishes
they had on the soap opera
so no one looked outside
ostrich
the music is desapariciones (disappearances) by los fabulosos cadillacs (original by rubén blades. gracias, eepdlryed ;) some lyrics & translation below...
que alguien me diga
si ha visto a mi esposo
preguntaba la doña
se llama ernesto y tiene cuarenta años
trabajaba de peón
en un negocio de autos
llevaba camisa oscura
y pantalón claro
salió de noche y no ha regresado
y yo no sé ya que pensar
pues esto ante
no me había pasado
someone tell me
if you've seen my husband,
the lady was asking
he's called ernesto & he's 40 years old
he's a worker at a car dealership
he was wearing a dark shirt
and light pants
he went out at night and hasn't returned
and i don't know what to think
this has never happened to me before
llevo tres días
buscando a mi hermana
se llama altagracia
igual que la abuela
salió del trabajo para la escuela
llevaba puestos jeans
y una camisa blanca
no ha sido el novio...
el tipo está en su casa
no saben de ella en la policía
ni en el hospital
i've spent 3 days
looking for my sister
she's called altagracia
just like our grandmother
she left from work to go to school
she was wearing jeans
and a white shirt
it wasn't her boyfriend...
that guy is at his house
they don't know anything about her
at the police station
or at the hospital
que alguien me diga
si ha visto a mi hijo
es estudiante de medicina
se llama agustín
y es un buen muchacho
es a veces terco cuando opina
lo han detenido...
no se que fuerza
pantalón blanco camisa a rayas
paso ante ayer
someone tell me
if you've seen my son
he's a medical student
he's called augustín
he's a good boy
sometimes stubborn about his opinions
they've detained him
i don't know which force
white pants, a striped shirt
it happened the day before yesterday
...
anoche escuche
varias explosiones
tiros de escopeta y de revólver
autos acelerados, frenos, gritos
ecos de botas en la calle
toques de puerta,
quejas, por dioses, platos rotos
estaban dando la telenovela
por eso nadie miró pa'fuera
avestruz
last night i heard
various explosions
shots from rifles & revolvers
engines accelerating, breaks, shouts
the echos of boots on the streets
knocks on the door
cries of "for god's sake", broken dishes
they had on the soap opera
so no one looked outside
ostrich
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Now playing - the latest from Jaguares, Babasonicos, and Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
La Cumbaimbera shares a bit about her most recent acquisitions:
45
(Sept 2008) – Jaguares – If 45 were a painting it’d be hanging in a museo madrileño between a Picasso and a Goya. Exhibiting the same obsession with pain and fragmentation as well as with possibilities for redemption, 45 takes us back to the Jagaures of old. Saúl Hernández’ newest material picks up where El Equilibrio… (the original Jaguares collection) left off, that is, soaking in contemplative moodiness and dark sentiments. With its floating musical interludes, raucous guitar action, and even piano and orchestral arrangements, 45’s real distinguishing feature is that it’s just plain good. So good, in fact, that it hasn’t and won’t be getting any mainstream radio play. But who cares? After all, it’s art.
"Lobo" - Jaguares
Mucho (May 2008) – Babasonicos – Compared to Jaguares, Babasonicos definitely falls on the easy listening side of the rock spectrum. Part electronica, part Hombres G, part classic rock-and-roll, Mucho tackles it all with a good dose of pop sensibility. With this album Babasonicos achieves what Mana seems bent on avoiding, that is, delivering a collection that is tasty and at the same time textured. With its lighthearted musical approach, Mucho will leave you feeling like even your momentos mas rabiosos are something to sing about.
"Pijamas" - Babasonicos
La Luz del Ritmo (Nov 2008) – Los Fabulsoos Cadillacs – A more appropriate name for this album would be “El Buffet de los Ritmos.” Listening to this CD gave me visions of everyone from John Travolta to Gloria Estefan. Disco, salsa, love ballads…you name it, La Luz del Ritmo does it. About half of the material is remakes of previous Fabulosos tunes, including a version of “Mal Bicho” complete with scratching and a funkdafied bass line. There are also (bilingual) covers of “Should I Stay or Should I Go” and “Wake Up and Make Love With Me.” The most intriguing track, “Condenaditos” is aptly described as a “Nueva Orleans Funeral Pop.” And…wait…is that Los Pibes Chorros I hear? Nope. It’s just Vicentico praying un “Padre Nuestro” a lo Fabuloso.
"Padre Nuestro" - Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
45
(Sept 2008) – Jaguares – If 45 were a painting it’d be hanging in a museo madrileño between a Picasso and a Goya. Exhibiting the same obsession with pain and fragmentation as well as with possibilities for redemption, 45 takes us back to the Jagaures of old. Saúl Hernández’ newest material picks up where El Equilibrio… (the original Jaguares collection) left off, that is, soaking in contemplative moodiness and dark sentiments. With its floating musical interludes, raucous guitar action, and even piano and orchestral arrangements, 45’s real distinguishing feature is that it’s just plain good. So good, in fact, that it hasn’t and won’t be getting any mainstream radio play. But who cares? After all, it’s art."Lobo" - Jaguares
Mucho (May 2008) – Babasonicos – Compared to Jaguares, Babasonicos definitely falls on the easy listening side of the rock spectrum. Part electronica, part Hombres G, part classic rock-and-roll, Mucho tackles it all with a good dose of pop sensibility. With this album Babasonicos achieves what Mana seems bent on avoiding, that is, delivering a collection that is tasty and at the same time textured. With its lighthearted musical approach, Mucho will leave you feeling like even your momentos mas rabiosos are something to sing about."Pijamas" - Babasonicos
La Luz del Ritmo (Nov 2008) – Los Fabulsoos Cadillacs – A more appropriate name for this album would be “El Buffet de los Ritmos.” Listening to this CD gave me visions of everyone from John Travolta to Gloria Estefan. Disco, salsa, love ballads…you name it, La Luz del Ritmo does it. About half of the material is remakes of previous Fabulosos tunes, including a version of “Mal Bicho” complete with scratching and a funkdafied bass line. There are also (bilingual) covers of “Should I Stay or Should I Go” and “Wake Up and Make Love With Me.” The most intriguing track, “Condenaditos” is aptly described as a “Nueva Orleans Funeral Pop.” And…wait…is that Los Pibes Chorros I hear? Nope. It’s just Vicentico praying un “Padre Nuestro” a lo Fabuloso."Padre Nuestro" - Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
Sunday, December 14, 2008
el rock nacional
oh my goodness, had quite a time trying to see a rock en español concert in argentina! first, divididos. the singer called in sick, show was postponed. then ska-p. after all these days of south american summertime heat, out of nowhere came all this rain, an electrical storm complete with flooding on that exact night. umm, no concerts in outdoor ampitheaters :(
so our last chance was to see attaque 77 in temperley, about 45 minutes outside buenos aires. we had to go to three different roquero ticket outlets before we found one with tickets for that show. on the day of the concert we were convinced that the forces of the universe really were conspiring against us because, while the singer was in good health and the skies were clear, there was a nationwide one-day paro of gas station workers (¡adelante, compañeros!), resulting in almost no available fuel for 24 hours. the car we were planning to take, of course, had an almost empty tank. mariana's tío negro to the rescue! he's very sweet, resourceful, and a mechanic. luckily, he was working on a friend's car with a full tank of gas. off we went!
so the show... was great!! the audience was filled with super-fanáticos de attaque. i think probably 75% of people who attended were wearing attaque t-shirts or had attaque tattoos. it was one of those very affectionate latin american audiences that sings along with every song. my favorite was this little boy who spent most of the evening perched on his parents' shoulders, arms outstretched, singing at the top of his lungs. something particularly delightful about a tiny roquero reciting...
¿ellos o nosotros?
¿quién es más criminal?
¡policía federal... la vergüenza nacional!
;) have to teach them young! in between songs, the audience would start up these futból-style chants to the band:
¡soy de attaque!
olé olé olé. olé olé olé alá,
olé olé olé cada día te quiero más
yooo soy de attaque,
es un sentimiento...¡no puedo parar!
jaja, sweet. and so much better than the tendency around here to fill up any silences with calls of "culero". for their part attaque 77 responded to all that love with lots of noisy affection of their own. i believe this is their que 21 años no es nada tour. but 21 years is actually quite something! musically they're maybe a little less punk, but they still play hard and their lyrics are politically relevant as ever. throw in some of those rock en español tormented love songs which i so adore, plus an encore with the guy from ska-p joining them on stage to sing a cover of i fought the law / yo combatí la ley and really what more could you ask for? thanks to attaque for an excellent recital! and victory to the gas station workers!
here's a video from that night that someone posted on youtube:
on a side note: one thing i noticed about the rock en español situation in argentina was it's availability via tv. similar to mexico (or lots of other places i imagine) there is actually still music on their music-television channels. here's a good one we came across while watching videos with the abuelitas... hurray for rock + cumbia villera!
fabulosos cadillacs : padre nuestro
so our last chance was to see attaque 77 in temperley, about 45 minutes outside buenos aires. we had to go to three different roquero ticket outlets before we found one with tickets for that show. on the day of the concert we were convinced that the forces of the universe really were conspiring against us because, while the singer was in good health and the skies were clear, there was a nationwide one-day paro of gas station workers (¡adelante, compañeros!), resulting in almost no available fuel for 24 hours. the car we were planning to take, of course, had an almost empty tank. mariana's tío negro to the rescue! he's very sweet, resourceful, and a mechanic. luckily, he was working on a friend's car with a full tank of gas. off we went!
so the show... was great!! the audience was filled with super-fanáticos de attaque. i think probably 75% of people who attended were wearing attaque t-shirts or had attaque tattoos. it was one of those very affectionate latin american audiences that sings along with every song. my favorite was this little boy who spent most of the evening perched on his parents' shoulders, arms outstretched, singing at the top of his lungs. something particularly delightful about a tiny roquero reciting...
¿ellos o nosotros?
¿quién es más criminal?
¡policía federal... la vergüenza nacional!
;) have to teach them young! in between songs, the audience would start up these futból-style chants to the band:
¡soy de attaque!
olé olé olé. olé olé olé alá,
olé olé olé cada día te quiero más
yooo soy de attaque,
es un sentimiento...¡no puedo parar!
jaja, sweet. and so much better than the tendency around here to fill up any silences with calls of "culero". for their part attaque 77 responded to all that love with lots of noisy affection of their own. i believe this is their que 21 años no es nada tour. but 21 years is actually quite something! musically they're maybe a little less punk, but they still play hard and their lyrics are politically relevant as ever. throw in some of those rock en español tormented love songs which i so adore, plus an encore with the guy from ska-p joining them on stage to sing a cover of i fought the law / yo combatí la ley and really what more could you ask for? thanks to attaque for an excellent recital! and victory to the gas station workers!
here's a video from that night that someone posted on youtube:
on a side note: one thing i noticed about the rock en español situation in argentina was it's availability via tv. similar to mexico (or lots of other places i imagine) there is actually still music on their music-television channels. here's a good one we came across while watching videos with the abuelitas... hurray for rock + cumbia villera!
fabulosos cadillacs : padre nuestro
Friday, August 29, 2008
Not so fabuloso - "Matador" peddles Nissans
It's not a new strategy: big company purchases the rights to a popular song in order to sell a product. Nissan is no exception and is currently running a series of commercials in both Spanish and English set to some of our favorite tunes, such as Julieta Venegas' "Eres Para Mi" and Marc Anthony's "Dímelo." The most disappointing, though, is that Los Fabulosos Cadillacs have also sold a song to Nissan. The kicker is that the song they sold is “Matador,” a song about a freedom fighter living under a (U.S. backed) dictatorship. I saw Los Fabulosos in concert about ten years ago. One of the band members was wearing a Madres de la Plaza de Mayo t-shirt. These days, instead of demanding justice for los desaparecidos, “Matador” is out peddling the 2008 Altima to television watchers.
In memory of the true spirit of “Matador,” I leave you with these lyrics from the song:
Viento de libertad sangre combativa
en los bolsillos del pueblo la vieja herida
de pronto el día se me hace de noche
Murmullos, corridas aquel golpe en la puerta,
Llegó la fuerza policial
Mira hermano en que terminaste
por pelear por un mundo mejor
Que suenan, son balas, me alcanzan,
me atrapan, resiste, Victor Jara no calla…
In memory of the true spirit of “Matador,” I leave you with these lyrics from the song:
Viento de libertad sangre combativa
en los bolsillos del pueblo la vieja herida
de pronto el día se me hace de noche
Murmullos, corridas aquel golpe en la puerta,
Llegó la fuerza policial
Mira hermano en que terminaste
por pelear por un mundo mejor
Que suenan, son balas, me alcanzan,
me atrapan, resiste, Victor Jara no calla…
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