Dry your eyes

El proyecto de The Streets tiene detrás al rapero  inglés Mike Skinner. No es el tipo de música que estoy acostumbrado a escuchar, mucho menos seguir.

Pude asistir gracias a una amiga al concierto de ayer en el Razzmatazz y la verdad es que la impresión fue muy buena. Es un estilo diferente, pero con un directo muy dinámico y potente. La pega, una sala a medias de capacidad y como no (segunda decepción este año) un concierto excesivamente corto (apenas hora y cuarto)...

Por lo demás, el tipo (con una dosis de cocaina sino en su cuerpo ya, sí esperando en el camerino) se pasó la actuación haciendo referencia a lo poco apropiado del día (domingo) y a lo mucho que le gusta Barcelona...

Lo curioso, que la mayoría del público fueran extranjero, cinco niñatos ingleses con sombreros mexicanos y tres vasos de tubo por cabeza en la mano incluidos (por Dios, en los aeropuertos deberían poner letreros tipo "Not spanish souvenirs=" indicando dibujos explicativos, ya que el cerebro de tantos guiris no da para más...)

Y entre cerveza y cerveza, estuve esperando esta canción, que para el cao era la única que conocía. De su álbum A Grand Don't Come for Free (2004). La canción, a ritmo sueva, es todo un temazo. La verdad es que la parte del coro emociona (mucho más en directo).

Dry your eyes mate. I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea

Quizás no lo pude reflejar así, pero tantas veces pensé una frase tal al pensar en. Ya sabes.

Videoclip de la canción

En directo en el Rock am Ring, en 2004

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin' straight into the ground
Lookin' to the left slightly, then lookin' back down
World feels like it's caved in - proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she's lookin' straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she's lookin' down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
‘Cause I can't imagine my life without you and me
There's things I can't imagine doin',
things I can't imagine seein'
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine
with the softness she's blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin' my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
‘Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'

Tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
‘Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she's now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, but not tellin' straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now.