This graph shows how many times the word ______ has been mentioned throughout the history of the program.
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Bona nit
I will be king And you You will be queen Nothing will drive them away We can be there Just for one day
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bé, hem començat forts amb aquests Heroes del gran David Bowie en mans de TV on the radio i seguirem per un altre personatge no menys gran La següent cantant és Keren Anne la refinada cantant de folk alternatiu
que encara que nascut a Holanda viu a França actualment. I esperem que us agradi aquesta versió que fa de l'Hallelujah del gran Leonard Cohen. Well, I've heard there was a secret court David played and I pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor four, the major lift, the baffocant composes. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
All your faith was strong, but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof. Her beauty in the moonlight all through. She tied you to a kitchen chair.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Well, the wolves die, let me know what's really going on below.
But now you never show that to me, do you? But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah. Maybe there's a God above, but all I've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who withdrew me.
And it's not a cry that you hear at night. It's not somebody who sings the light. It's cold and it's a broken hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
Bona nit.
You'll be given love You'll be taken care of You'll be given love You'll have to trust it Maybe not from the sources You have bought yours Maybe not from the directions You are staring at
Trust your hand around It's all around you All is full of love All around you You just ain't receiving Your phone is open Your doors are all shut in my eyes
Fins demà!
All is full of love de Pau Ballbé. Folk minimalista i brillant d'aquest cantautor barceloní que realment és una revelació per nosaltres. I ara passarem a un altre gran tema dels Rolling Stones, Satisfaction, que de la mà de Cat Power, nom artístic de la Charlene Marie. També esperem que us agradi perquè creiem que aquesta llista d'avui realment tot són versions però autènticament bones. A veure què us sembla.
I'm driving in my car And a man come on the radio He's telling me more and more About some useless information Trying to mess my imagination
And I'm watching my TV And a man come on to tell me How white my shirts can be But it can't be a man Cause he doesn't smoke The same cigarettes as me
Bona nit
Bona nit.
Bé, després d'aquesta pràcticament irreconeixible Satisfaction en mans de Cat Power, passarem a un Guayas Guayas de Soap and Skin, un tema de Desireles, Tecnopop dels anys 80, per seguir amb la inconfusible Love Wilter Us Apart en mans de José González. Esperem que us agradi. Oh, desum de vieux volcain Pris descells de l'altre pit de vent
Des nuages en la rèdda Des vans d'espanyant fluit d'équipe Voyage, voyage Voltant les autres
A tu de capital, de si de fatal. Regarde l'oceà, voyage voyage.
Un voyage, dans l'espace et l'oeil de l'amour. Un voyage, sur l'osatrino, Flavonia. Un voyage, sur l'osatrino, Flavonia.
Sur les gans, sous la mason, chez les blacks, chez les sics, chez les jaunes, voyage, voyage,
Fins demà! Fins demà! Fins demà!
No t'arret de bar, o t'y de barbele, de kör bombarde. Regarde l'oceà, voyage voyage.
Voyage. Dans l'espace et nous et de l'amour. Voyage. Sur l'eau sacrée de Flavonia. Voyage.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
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Bona nit.
Bé, després de Love Will Tear Us Apart, passarem a You Are The One That I Want, d'Angus i Julia Stone. A veure qui endevina d'aquí és la cançó original. I'm multiplying And I'm
is in control cause the power you're supplying it's electrifying you better shape up cause I need a man my heart is set on you better shape up
You're the one that I want Ooh, ooh, ooh I need the one that I want Ooh, ooh, ooh
Can't you see? Oh, yes, indeed. Oh, yes, indeed. If you're filled with affection you're too shy to convey
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Oh yes indeed Oh yes indeed You are the one d'Angus and Julia Stone Gran tema de Folk Blues Estem una mica tranquils avui, no? Aquesta sensió està sent molt relaxada
Sí, relaxant. Què va sortir ahir? No, que avui treballava. Ah, bé, vas estar bon nen llavors. Sí. Ara us passarem a sentir la cançó True Love Will Find You In The End, del Daniel Johnston, és l'original, i en aquest cas qui ho versiona són els Headless Heroes. A veure què us sembla.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Seguirem amb Sweet Child of Mine, una curiosa versió dels Guns N'Roses en mans de Taken by Trees.
She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories When everything was as bright as the blue-white sky Now and then when I see a face It takes me away to that special place But if I stare too long I probably break down and cry
Oh, oh, oh, sweet child of mine Oh, oh, oh, sweet child of mine
Her hair reminds me of a warm, safe place where I see child I hide And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by
Oh, oh, oh, sweet child of mine
Ho, ho, ho, sweet child of mine Ho, ho, ho, sweet child of mine
Fins demà!
Gran tema aquest Sweet Child of Mine, dels Taking My Trees. Ara anirem cap a visitar la nostra rosa preferida en aquest programa, que és la Blondie, amb una cançó que es diu Call Me, versionada en aquest cas pel grup Sky. I després els Guns of Brixton, agafa uns bristons el tema, perdona, dels Clash, i el grup que els versiona són els Dup Spencer and Trancy Hill.
Color me your color, baby Color me your color Color me your color, darling I know who you are
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
He speaks the languages of love. Ooh, amore que amame, que amame. Ooh, abdama, moshefi abdama. Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway.
Any time, any place, anywhere, any day, anyway Call me
Call me, call me, any, any time Call me, your eyes Call me, call me for some overtime Call me Come on, give me a call
Bona nit.
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Fins demà!
Bé, després d'aquesta base d'up que ens recorda la gran Guns of Brixton dels The Clash, passem a un altre tema que suposo que us resultarà familiar. Tainted Love, en aquest cas, de Coco Electric. Tainted Love, de Soft Cell, que a la vegada era una versió en si mateixa.
Fins demà!
You don't really want it anymore from me tonight. That's right. You need someone so tight. And you think love is right. But I'm sorry I don't pray that way. Once I run to you, now I run to you. This day that love you keep gonna give you all that God will give you. Take my tears and that's not really all. All day that love.
Fins demà!
Bona nit.
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Fins demà!
Boys don't cry. Boys don't cry.
I would break down at your feet and beg forgiveness and leave with you. But I know that it's too late. There's nothing that I can do. I try to laugh about covering all of my eyes. I try to laugh about hiding
Fins demà!
I would tell you that I love you If I thought you would stay But I know that it's no use You've already gone away Misjudged your limits Pushed you too far We took you for granted
Fins demà!
Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry Boys don't cry
Fins demà!
Aló. Salud. Suntiego.
Ai, doncs, si t'era. Llubirà-me, primeste vericida. Allò, allò, sentiem, perquè sós ja'm not bé.
Xucim bai ni, dar-se aix-ti, no xier ni mi. Freix-se pleix, d'arrem un moment mai,
Amb aquest dragoste a dintell, de l'Istenislau Verdet i Pau Ballbé, versionat al grup Ozone, ens acomiadem per avui i esperem que aquesta selecció musical tan tranquil·la, que també tocava una miqueta de pau, us hagi agradat. Oi que sí, bona part? Sí, esperem que us hagin agradat aquestes versions tan originals i us emplacem al següent programa.
que és el proper divendres. Fins aquí hem acabat i us desitgem una molt bona nit i fins la setmana que ve. Adéu. Adéu.
Maia. Maia. Maia. Maia. Maia. Maia.
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