El Enano me Comenta en Avenida 55

Concierto el Miércoles 23 de Junio en Avenida 55

“El enano me comenta” vuelve para el último gran concierto de la temporada. Después se tomará un largo descanso de los escenarios para terminar de grabar el próximo álbum (de sonido fresco y directo a la par que sofisticado . SERÁ MÍTICO!!!! Miércoles 23 de Junio, 21:30 hrs. Avenida 55 (metro Concha Espina)

Concierto el Sábado 24 de Abril en Campus Tavern

El Enano vuelve al Campus ! Sábado 24 de Abril, 21:30 hrs. Campus Tavern (Metropolitano)

Sandy, Audrey, Bonnie and Me

SANDY, AUDREY, BONNIE AND ME
(E. Valls)

One-eyed superstition’s crawling slowly to the beat
Sandy’s mixing dry Martinis, methylated fantasy.

Here comes the Henchman’s filling clippers for a Magnum forty-five.
The show-girls queue for hours to reprieve their healing jive.

And then the gypsy’s dealing tarot cards, while humming in the mood,
It’s a nightmare running backwards; it’s a fake Chinese tattoo.

I think that Shakespearean villain needs to hide far from the law
But who cares if she’s got it immaculately in for me? I’ll abide right on my
own

You see, the Nietzschean superheroes have all taken back The Snake,
(Well, I mean that filthy pub full of dodgy craftsmen where so much stuff’s
put at stake).

The Honky-Tonk mad sailor drinks her tears insidiously
Hoping some redeeming enchantress will restore his lifeless grief,

Can’t you see bold young Audrey licked her partner clean, after a street
fight down the lane?
Beware her sight, my long-time friend, or else be prepared to take the
blame

Now you, pierced-breast dumb Madonna, tell me what lays ‘hind the
door?
Wish I’d learn to scuttle freely or survive after the war!

Sandy,
Does it have to be like this?
You tried to fool me a thousand times
But there’s no chance
That you can get away with (it)

Ain’t it just like sickness to play tricks before the fall?
Bonnie speculates with anger, try-ing not to think at all,

And viewèd through a veil of fever, Bonnie cooks idiot’s delights,
It’s a nightmare running backwards; it’s a drama in three acts.

The rain sends flowers from the jailhouse, lacking beauty, lacking sin,
Some smell of long-gone recollections has brought frightening souls back
in.

Oh, come on, Bonnie! Take your chances and let’s have one for the road,
Shoot’ em dead, blast their head, burn their poems à-la-mode.

This restless room is suffocating your melodious faithless word
Well, frankly, Bonnie, sweetie dear your reckless dream seems quite
absurd

And now dawn breaks without a warning, we’re simply running out of
time,
We must leave; take what we need, without reason, without rhyme.

Don’t care for nothing, not a trifle, ‘cept for some bloody respect,
Now, is this all that you wanted? Is this all that you expect?

Hence that One-eyed superstitious mistress’s crawling to the beat
Bonnie’s mixing dry Martinis, methylated fantasy.

And I wonder

Sandy,
Does it have to be like this?
You tried to fool me a thousand times
But there’s no chance
That you can get away with (it)

En tu Camino

En tu Camino
(E. Valls)

Noche cerrada en las ramblas,
miradas oscuras, perdidas,
buscan inquietas las gotas
de las botellas vacías

Llorando en la puerta de un metro,
charlando a solas con las ratas,
corres por fin satisfecho
por los escombros del alba

Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…
Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…

Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…
Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…

Descansando entre las ruinas
de aquel mes que compartimos,
has borrado de tu memoria
la violencia de tus gritos.

No pienso pedir más disculpas;
tú sabrás bien lo que has hecho.
Búscate un amante estricto,
que no se corra en tu pecho.

Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…
Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…

Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…
Sigue así,
luchando en tu camino…

No te conozco de nada.
Nunca supe bien quién eras.
Sólo sé que no te aguantas
y te encanta esa condena.

Parece que aprendes deprisa,
ahora que ya no eres nadie.
Sigue escuchando el silencio
de ese murmullo inquietante

Ya lo ves,
Yo sigo en mi camino…
Ya lo ves,
Yo sigo en mi camino…

Ya lo ves,
Yo sigo en mi camino…
Ya lo ves,
Yo sigo en mi camino…

If I Died Today

If I Died Today
(E. Valls)

(Universal Laughter)

If I died today
I couldn’t hear your pierced breasts crying
If I died today
I wouldn’t see your torn skin shining
If I died today
I’d never feel your wet bud drying
And smile!

If I died today
I couldn’t smell your desperate sighs
If I died today
I wouldn’t close your cold dun eyes
If I died today
I’d never taste your black-bruised thighs
And smile!

Drops of silence that you drowned with your roar
Have turned into sighs.
No, you never made it back after our war
But you don’t understand,
When you feel that

If I died today
I couldn’t ruin your ghostly empire
If I died today
I wouldn’t taint your sacred fire
If I died today
I’d never shun your stiff desire
And smile!

If I died today
I couldn’t take your lifeless grief
If I died today
I wouldn’t scorn your faith, my lief
If I died today
I’d never fight your stale belief
And smile!

All those diamonds that you spat on the floor
Have turned into ice.
And I knew you dropped dead through the door
But you don’t understand,
When you feel that…

If I died today
I couldn’t tempt your barren grace
If I died today
I wouldn’t stand your wearied face
If I died today
I’d never tie your torn ragg’d lace
And smile!

If I died today
I couldn’t stroke your withered hue
If I died today
I wouldn’t wipe your fake tattoo
If I died today
I’d never dare to bid you adieu
And smile!

Oh! And I forgot to say…
That I have died today

Concierto el Domingo 28 de Febrero en Campus Tavern

El Enano vuelve al Campus con nuevos temas y un invitado muy especial… Os hemos preparado algo más que un concierto! Domingo 28 de Febrero, 21:00 hrs. Campus Tavern (Metropolitano)

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