A Lilly town. Alizee

À Lilly Town les enfants dansent
sur des vieux Motown dans les cours d'école.
Y a même un ciel si bleu qu'on peut y voir Lucy,
qu'on peut y voir même si l'on veut John au Gandhi.
Ou l'on s'écrit des mots doux comme Al et Simone.
Lilly dans son lit rêve à Lilly Town.

Prisionero- Miranda

Es que soy prisionero de un error, un tonto arrepentido que por hoy, ha preferido invocar al olvido, y suplicar de rodillas perdón...

Me encanta cuando se transforman. Es muy sailor-moonesco.

Welcome to the Black Parade

Temazo, que no puedo dejar de escuchar:

WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.

He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
He said "Will you defeat them,
your demons, and all the non-believers,
the plans that they have made?"
"Because one day I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join The Black Parade."

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said, "Son when you grow up,
would you be the savior of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
And when you're gone we want you all to know.

We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.

A world that sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Let's shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end we hear the call

To carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches

On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all

Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because it's who we are
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who had to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I! don't! care!

We'll carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on

Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)

Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll carry on)
Because the world will never take my heart (We'll carry on)
Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll carry)
We want it all, we wanna play this part (We'll carry on)

Feliz día del amigo!

Espero que todos lo hayan pasado con alguien que quieran. Y, sino, que hayan pensado en los que extrañan. A veces, para estar acompañado, no hace falta estar.
Anita!!! La pasamos muy bien cenando en Ballester.
Me gasté casi todo el saldo en mensajitos. Pero lo importante es que tuve presente a la gente que quiero.

Truth or dare?

Creo en el reiki, el feng shui, y la "energía". Mis amigos me conocen por ser una persona "alternativa", si es que puede catalogarse a alguien así. Tomo flores de Bach, sé leer el tarot (lo hago ocasionalmente, y -sugestión u otra cosa-, siempre dicen que la pego) y me ha pasado alguna que otra vez intuír algo fuertemente, y adivinarlo.
Sin embargo, a veces, me da la sensación de que todo eso no es más que a bunch of crap.
Anyways... más allá de todos estas disciplinas para estar mejor, o "lenguajes" que usa el hombre para comunicarse con la divinidad, que a veces pueden parecerme más o menos válidos, creo que hay algo. Esto suele decirlo mucha gente; que creen en una "energía", o un ser superior que está más allá de nosotros.
Sin embargo, a veces cuesta creer.

Potter Puppet Pals

Más gente limada haciendo parodias... (Btw, se nota que aprendí a "embedear", no?? :P)
En este caso, de Harry Potter. Este es el primero (y el mejor), de todos los que vi. Me morí de risa!

Potter Puppet Pals in "The Mysterious Ticking Noise"



RON: I found the source of the ticking! It's a pipe (?) bomb!

HARRY AND HERMIONE: Yeeeeeeeeeeey!

SNAPE AND DUMBLEDORE FREEZE AND LOOK AT EACH OTHER.

-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!-

VOLDEMORT: BWJAJAJAJA! Voldermort, Voldemort...

LOVED IT! LMAO!


Otro más:

Potter Puppet Pals in "Wizard Swears"



Potatoe Neville! Y su voz (he's like dying, he hardly breathes!)!!! Bwajajaja!
Y el Harry Sádico!

HARRY: Dumbledore (...), Do you know some super ancient, lost to the ages, arcaic, olden times, wizard swears?
(...)
DUMBLEDORE: The Elder Swear! You must never repeat it to anyone!
HERMIONE: We wont, professor.
DUMBLEDORE: Here it is... YOUR MOTHER IS A %$*%&$%& HIPOPOTAMUS %$"&%· REPUBLICAN &&$/%$... DANIEL RADCLIFE (...)!!

RON: WOW!
DUMBLEDORE: Now you know... you must never, ever, repeat it, okay?
HARRY: We promess, Sir.

RON, HERMIONE, and HARRY, to POTATOE NEVILLE:

YOUR MOTHER IS A %$*%&$%& HIPOPOTAMUS %$"&%· REPUBLICAN &&$/%$... DANIEL RADCLIFE (...)!!

LMAO!!!

Emo Rangers

Parece que un par de flacos (Chris Phillips and Nick Pittom) decidieron combinar a los Power Rangers (héroes de mi infancia), con los Emo (género sub darkie urbano).
El resultado es muy gracioso!
Altos mechas (estan mejor que los de los MMPR) y muy buena producción!
Guarda, el opening es adictivo...



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Me encantan los efectos especiales como la doble patada que le hacen a los patrulleros, y la "emo car-weel of doom"! (Or, whatever!!) Cool!
"Oh, yeah, we are so emo, and we just like... whooooo!" LMAO!