Llevo dos o tres escasas escuchas del nuevo disco de Radiohead, así que aún no me atrevo a opinar de verdad. A bote pronto, y reservándome el derecho a cambiar aunque fuera ligeramente de opinión, tengo que decir que no me gusta demasiado. Aunque sigo siendo más fan de los primeros Radiohead (hasta Ok Computer incluido), nunca he sido del todo reacio a la orientación experimental que le dieron a su música. Sin embargo, creo que con The King of Limbs he llegado al punto de saturación y el disco me ha dejado bastante frío porque no le encuentro sentido, como si fuera una colección deslavazada de canciones.
A esta sensación también ha contribuido que no me he enterado de las letras en la mayor parte de las canciones, así que llevo todo el día buscándolas, hasta que gracias a Radiohead at Easy las he encontrado (la mejor página y foro de fans de la banda).
Ahora toca leer, traducir y volver a tratar de entender un disco que me fastidia descartar tan pronto.
Bloom
Open your mouth wide
The universe will sigh
And while the ocean blooms
It’s what keeps me alive
So why does it still hurt?
Don’t blow your mind with whys
I’m moving out of orbit
Turning in somersaults
A giant turtle’s eyes
As jellyfish float by
Morning Mr. Magpie
You got some nerve coming here
You got some nerve coming here
You stole it all
Give it back
You stole it all
Give it back
Good morning Mr. Magpie
How are we today?
Now you’ve stolen all the magic
And took my memory
You know you should
But you don’t
You know you should
But you don’t
Good morning Mr. Magpie
How are we today?
Now you’ve stolen all the magic
Took my melody
Little By Little
Turned so nasty now
The dark’s there
The pillar of my soul
The last one out of the box
The one who broke the spell
Little by little by hook or by crook
I’m such a tease and you’re such a flirt
Once you’ve been around you’ve been around enough
Little by little by hook or by crook
Never living earnest, never get judged
I don’t know where it is I should look
You could want it all, the flag and pole
I’m curling with my love
The last one out of the box
The one who broke the seal
Obligations
Complications
Routines and schedules
A job that’s killing you
Killing you
Little by little by hook or by crook
Never living earnest, never get judged
I don’t know where it is I should look
Little by little by hook or by crook
I am such a tease, and you’re such a flirt
Feral
– instrumental —
Lotus Flower
I would shape myself into your pocket
Invisible
Do what you want
Do what you want
I would shrink and I would disappear
I would slip into the groove
And cut me up
And cut me up
There’s an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
So now I set you free
I’ll set you free
Slowly we unfold
As lotus flowers
Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
Just to see what if
Just to see what is
I can’t kick your habit
Just to feed your fast-ballooning head
Listen to your heart
We would shrink and then be quiet as mice
And while the cat is away
Do what we want
Do what we want
There’s an empty space inside my heart
Where the weeds take root
So now I set you free
I’ll set you free
Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
just to see what if
Just to see what is
The bird that’s flown into my room
Slowly we unfold
As lotus flowers
Cause all I want is the moon upon a stick
I dance around the pit
The darkness is beneath
I can’t kick your habit
Just to feed your fast-ballooning head
Listen to your heart
Codex
Sleight of hand
Jump off the end
Into a clear lake
No one around
Just dragonflies
Flying to our side
No one gets hurt
You’ve done nothing wrong
Slide your hand
Jump off the end
The water’s clear
And innocent
The water’s clear
And innocent
Give Up The Ghost
Don’t haunt me
Don’t hurt me
Gather up the lust and soul
In your arms
Gather up the pitiful
In your arms
What seems impossible
In your arms
I think I have had my fill
In your arms
I think I should give up the ghost
In your arms
Separator
it’s like i’ve fallen out of bed from a long and vivid dream
the sweetest flowers and fruits were hanging from the trees
falling off a giant bird that’s been carrying me
it’s like i’ve fallen out of bed from a long and vivid dream
Just exactly as I remember
Every word, every gesture
I’ve my heart in my mouth
It’s like I’ve fallen out of bed from a long and vivid dream
Finally I’m free of all the weight I’ve been carrying
And as that woman blows her cover
In the eye of the Beholder
I’m a fish now, out of water
Falling off a giant bird that’s been carrying me
I fell open, I lay under
At the tea parlour
I lost your number
And once it’s over
Hid back under
If you think this is over, then you’re wrong
If you think this is over, then you’re wrong
If you think this is over, then you’re wrong
If you think this is over, then you’re wrong
It’s like I’ve fallen out of bed from a long and vivid dream
Finally I’m free of all the weight I’ve been carrying
Wake me up
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21 February, 2011 at 2:21
Discrepo, a pesar de haber leído más críticas ya que ésta.
Ya desde la primera canción el disco merece la pena, Bloom es brutal, y el resto agrandan, desde mi punto de vista, el enorme halo de genialidad de esta gente. El cierre, espectacular.
Ya estoy deseando ver las fechas de la gira.
24 May, 2011 at 2:21
Me gusta, creo que me va a gustar mas … digiriendo lentamente!