Hola a todos. No tengo muchos animos para escribir asi que hare copy-paste (una vez mas). Quiero mostrarles una cancion que me resulta muy amena de uno de m is grupos perferidos. El grupo se llama tool, su genero se debate entre el rock, el metal ye el experimental (llamado art rock). Ya habia posteado la cancion VICARIOUS, pero ahora muestro STINKFIST, del album aenema. La cancion trata de stinkist, que significa "puño apestozo", que es una tendencia sexual que consiste en introducir el puño en... el recto. En la cancion se muestra como una pruba de amor mutuo y una forma de saber que estas vivo (tema que tambien toman en papabola, por medio del dolor, y en vicarious, por medio de la muerte), es como una especie de masoquismo que me traen vagos recuerdos de las flores del mal, del maestrazo Baudelaire. Por ultimo, me queda agregar que el nombre del disco Aenema, enema en español, es una lavativa que se introducia por el recto. Espero que lo disfruten. Mañana estara disponible tambien en blogger.

 

Something has to change
Undeniable dilemma
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear

Constant over stimulation numbs me
But I would not want you any other way

It's not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I don't want it
I just need it
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive

Finger deep within the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Relax, turn around and take my hand

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
'til you will not want me any other way

It's not enough
I need more
Nothing seems to satisfy
I don't want it
I just need it
To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive

Knuckle deep inside the borderline
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to
Relax, slip away

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be
Desensitized to everything
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging 'til
I feel something

Elbow deep inside the borderline
Show me that you love me and that we belong together
Shoulder deep within the borderline
Relax, turn around and take my hand