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Happy birthday, Tom!

“I don’t wanna have to shout it out
I don’t want my hair to fall out
I don’t wanna be filled with doubt
I don’t wanna be a good boy scout
I don’t wanna have to learn to count
I don’t wanna have the biggest amount
I don’t wanna grow up.”

I Don’t Wanna Grow Up, Tom Waits
 
 
 
Hey, today it’s Tom Waits‘ birthday! I know, I know, most of you don’t care, but, since it’s MY blog and he’s MY favorite artists, I want to tip my hat in respect to him.
 
 

Happy 60th birthday, Tom!

 
 

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Coming soon…

“Lady writer on the TV,

she had another quality,

the way you used to look

and I know you’ve never read a book”

Lady Writer, Dire Straits

Coming soon… what you all were expecting: My Twilight review!

Yes, I know, the sequel, New Moon is now on cinemas, and, though I’ll be watching it (my girlfriend wants to, and, hey, I want to watch it to criticize it mercilessly!), I won’t be talking about it until I have.

Well, I will say one thing: WAXED WEREWOLVES? C’mon! What will be next? Vampires that don’t get burned when exposed to sunlight? Oh, wait, we ALREADY have seen that. On Twilight! Man, this is gonna be good.

What? You want a preview of my review? Ok, here it is:

Here’s what I think about Twilight

Yes, I know. Lots of people want to kill me right now. But, hey, I’m used to it.

Cheers!

Step right up! Step right up!

“Now you’ve heard it advertised, don’t hesitate!”

Step Right Up, Tom Waits


Hey! Are you insane enough to want to read more of my incoherences? Then check out my other blog, “Reflexiones de un tipo con boina”! It will include some of this blog’s articles, but it will also have brand new ones!

Yes, this is a pure advertisement. So? It’s my blog! I’ll write whatever I want, and you can’t stop me! Fascists! You bloody fascists! Hurm. Sorry ’bout that.

Coming soon… Twilight: Does it suck as much as they say… or does it suck even MORE? Find out in The Apes of Wrath. And make sure you suscribe to both of my blogs! You know, you just click the “Welcome to the jungle” rectangle, and you’re in!

Cheers!

“Tell us a tale, you’re the… er… guy who tells tales and all that stuff”

“I just want you to be happy
That’s my only little wish”

Just The Right Bullets, Tom Waits

“You ain’t got no money?
He’ll get you some
You ain’t got no car?
He’ll get you one
You ain’t have no self-respect,
you feel like an insect
Well don’t you worry buddy,
‘cause here he comes”

Red Right Hand, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Hi, it’s me, Javi! Since I started writing this blog –excuse me, Mr. Paws, since you and I started writing this blog, I’ve received tons of e-mails, from “What is this stupid piece of shit? It looks like it has been written by a chimpanzee! Oh, it has? Then it’s terrific!” to “This is the most marvelous piece of literature I’ve ever read! You should apply for the Nobel Prize!”. Well, I once was, but I didn’t win it. It’s all politics, you know.
I’ve also received a mail offering me discounts for buying Viagra, but it had little or nothing to do with the blog (I hope).

Anyway, everybody told me that the songs weren’t playing. It is true. I was using a server which does not work if you aren’t logged in from MY computer or whatsoever. Anyway, from now on CLICK on every blue word you see. It will take you to a new world of color, imagination, music and apes! C’mon, click on the songs at the beginning of the post if you haven’t done it yet!
Oh, and the web from which I extracted the lyrics from the Tom Waits’ songs has been closed. That’s a shame, because the lyrics had annotations explaining each reference and everything. But, on the good side, Tom Waits’ official website has been remade, and now it has audio and video player, quotes, and LYRICS TO EVERY SONG, so, thumbs up!

And now, let me tell you the story of how I came to use WordPress instead of Blogspot, the most common choice when it comes to blog writing. It is a story which I named:

Click here to read the story

They came… FROM SMART SPACE!

“Well, time is always money
For all the boys on Union Square”

Union Square, Tom Waits

If you don’t understand Tom Waits’ singing/growling, click here.

Greetings! It’s me again, Javi! Wh-what? You want Mr. Paws back? Well, he isn’t available today, so I’m afraid you’ll have to put up with me.

I want to talk you about a new kind of men. A kind of men so terrifying, that the mere fact of talking about it makes me shiver. I’m going to talk you about the upcoming menace of… THE FAST-FOOD-EATING BUSINESS MAN! *insert shocking music here*

McSuit“The chances of anything coming so smart are a million to one”, he said

– Click here if you want to keep reading about these strange men >

Poll Dan Tucker

“Get out the way, you Old Dan Tucker,

you’re too late to get your supper”

Old Dan Tucker, Bruce Springsteen


Oooook eeeek eeek! It’s me again, Mr. Paws! I know, I know… You’ve missed me, but I’m back (although not in black)!

Unfortunately, I have no time to explain the reasons of my absence, but I promise that I will tell you… someday. It could be next month. It could be next year. It could be tomorrow.Who knows?

……………..

Alright, alright, I’ll tell you now, but I warn you: it’s a looooong story. I was feeling too lazy to update the blog.

Well, it wasn’t as longer as I thought it would be. Anyway, that’s it for today.

P.S.: Be sure to take part in the poll!

Well, that’s it

Train Long Suffering

“The name of the train is

‘Train Long Suffering'”

Train Long Suffering, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

WARNING: If you don’t understand Nick Cave’s singing and screaming about a train, click here to get the lyrics.

Fine, now that you’re listening (or you should be listening) to Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds’ Train Long Suffering, we can begin.

If you’re studying at the UJI, you probably are from Castellón or live there during the school term. Lucky you. I (as well as some of you) am not. I live in Valencia and I have to get up early to go to the UJI. Very early.05:00-early. And, man, getting up at 05:00 is a bitch. Catching the bus is no pleasuring task either, but, hey, it’s better than walking to the station.

But, the train. Oh, the train. The first days I thought “well, it’s not that bad… I’ll listen to music, read, plan how to conquer Europe… It will be nice”. That was the first week. From the second week on, I started hating the “cercanías Renfe, destino Castellón. Vía 1, sector 1. Salida inmediata”.

All the horrors which have befallen me, well, Renfe is to blame

All the horrors which have befallen me, well, Renfe is to blame

 

Well, some of you may say “don’t complain, you silly sod! You can sleep in the train!”. Well, I tried, but I can’t sleep with all the noise and the siren and everything. Now, I can tell you that some people can. Yes, they can. They even drool while they’re sleeping and mumble things like “hrrrn I’mlatemybossisgonnafireme…”.

But the worst part is that trains have ruined many songs for me! I can’t listen to many songs without hearing the word “train”!

It’s training men, hallelujah, it’s training men

I wanna knooooow, have you eveeeer seeeen the traaaaain?

– For I am a traaaaaain dog, too!

That’s all for today.

P.S.: The songs quoted are:

It’s Raining Men, by The Weather Girls

Have You Ever Seen the Rain?, by Creedence Clearwater Revival

Rain Dogs, by Tom Waits


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