마드리드에서 1986년에 태어난 루르드 에르난데스는 그녀가 자주쓰는 립스틱의 상호를 따서 러시안 레드(Russian Red)라는 가명을 지었다. 일종의 프로젝트로 시작한 러시안 레드는 루르드 에르난데스(Lourdes Hernández)가 브라이언 헌트(Brian Hunt)를 만나면서 본격적으로 전개됐다. 영국인 아버지와 스페인 어머니 사이에서 태어난 브라이언 헌트와 녹음한 몇몇 트랙들을 자신의 마이스페이스 페이지에 올렸고 그 때부터 이목이 집중된다. 업로드한 곡들은 순식간에 7만 건의 조회수를 기록하면서 점점 전세계로 뻗어나갔다. 스페인의 인디씬을 넘어 다양한 곳에서의 주목을 이끌어 내었고, 2008년도 스페인의 레이블 유레카(Eureka)에서 발표된 데뷔작 [I Love Your Glasses]는 자국 내에서 4만장 이상을 판매하면서 골드 레코드를 기록했다. .... ....
> On my way, way to the stars, I found? You were there, laying down, next to a hole Oh, hold me You said, you had faith in God above But it seemed that you didnt believe In reality, in people on earth In people to whom youve given birth
And I forgot to call you This is just what I do You stand there just like a wall that I cant even try to talk to you.
I wrote down all of your thoughts, Well, the ones you let me see When youre not watching TV. You said youd go for a walk But that was three weeks ago and now You spend your time counting the pages Of a second hand bible pocket edition that you have.
And I forgot to call you This is just what I do You stand there just like a wall that I cant even try to talk to you.
And I forgot to call This is just how I work I stand there still like a photo on your hands That you cant try to explain yourself.
I'm falling, I'm falling on the bed that I got ready in my head. How many times been to places, and places came to me? Now by the corner of my eye I'm checking the mirrors upside down And I thought, that timing is crucial in the next step. Timing is crucial.
Don't believe the lies I said, I was just forcing myself 'cause timing was crucial in the next step, timing is crucial.
Now by the corner of my eye I'm checking the mirrors upside but they don't seem to give reflections of what there is behind. Timing is crucial.
Don't believe the lies I said, I was just forcing myself 'cause timing was crucial in the next step, timing is crucial. Don't forget the lies I said, I was just trying to help ourselves 'cause timing had been crucial from the very first step. Timing is crucial.
> Walls are tired, of holding the same old ceilings words have found their way to stay in & they dont let out feelings
Its written badly but verses say shes mad & creepy & the rest of things we kind of know. They say therell never be a girl like her again with her socks up to her knees & her obsession bout bees.
And with her eyes that she uses to touch Everything, everything she looks at.
Cups are tired of being filled with the same coffee. The floor cant stand that people stepping on wont even say sorry. They say therell never be a girl like her again with her socks up to her knees & her obsession bout bees.
And with her eyes that she uses to touch everything, everything she looks at.
> Its your guitar that discovers you wilde for all I can see is the dark of a sky and the plumbs in a glass jar of wine.
Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know how I got here, but now you?
Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I dont know how you dragged me here.
And its my guitar that discovers me blind for all I can see is the clarity side and the bones someone spat on the trash from the plumbs?
Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know how I got here, but now you?
Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know how I subsist with candled up nights and pure spirits I dont know how you dragged me here.
If you can call the name of our hope that probably means Im not there. Take me home, take me home, take me home, dont know how?
> And every five minutes I look at the door and I see you naked. And theres a question that comes up to my mind I wonder whether you are blind.
But if I try to find, itd be the same old story time after time. Oh, oh, show me your eyes, please do Oh baby, show me your eyes.
And every five minutes I look at the door, and there you are with your clothes on, you changed this time now you are kissing my elbow, is that how you say it? I really have doubts and questions about.
But if I try to find, itd be the same old story, story, story? Oh, oh, show me your eyes, please do Oh baby, show me your eyes.
She said hey, wont you pick me up? he said, well, what about at nine? And she wakes up, its freezing cold outside but hes not there, wherever he may fly?
Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by the centre of the room. Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.
Every time, she steps on what she calls the misery land, for only bats and cops forgets about his kisses and his voice. He wore a suit with labels at the front.
Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by the centre of the room. Feathers, shes got nice thick feathers shes put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom.
Barely aware of ther reality, she stands right by the centre of the room.
> Im not taking, Im not, Im not fading Im not falling, youre not, youre not falling cause you just hold it inside, you hold it inside?
Im not feeling Im not, Im not a missed ring Im just falling things that arent the hole thats been your life the hole thats been their arm.
And all your voices and all, and all your choices and all my mechanisms to forget, forget you?
All inside Im not, Im not finding lies against this whole established order that I found inside your little heart, where I dont fit you dont fit, we both dont fit nobody fits in there?
> This never ending song is scratching, scratching my brain like a vinyl in desire this never ending thought is coming and is gone its traveling on a plane on my way.
And in a highway too, as if I speak for you and I say that you did those things I did in the past, its true in a truck I do keep your stuff in my pocket, just like I did with the days we flew.
This never ending song is coming and is gone its traveling on a plane on my way.
> Walk by the mand who sings a song to the streetlights and turns out everybody claps, they dont believe in cabs they dont believe in cabs, they dont believe in cabs.
And they all go wild, but they walk instead they all go wild, but they walk instead.
Now, talk to the man whos laying down by the door of a bank and people dont rely on the traffic lights, they dont believe in lights they dont believe in lights, they dont belive its? a confusing situation they all get run over in petrol stations but they rock.
And there are faces on the six AM working crowds who take the subway from their homes to their lonely nights.
> if my hands weren't there, like i saw in the stream of the drawings been made on a full colour screen if they weren't to be found, then what else could i be? if your hands weren't there, like i saw in my dreams and the poets we made, had all gone, disappeared, the what else, then what else could i be? if your hands & my hands strolled together around if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up to scape from this world, from this no past land. if i looked in the windows while walking pass through if i stared at the willows with my seven black truths if my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind... if you'd like, keep perceiving what lies on my back and your eyes will shine through the glass of my wine and the windows, the willows, the pillows, and your mouth. if your hands & my hands strolled together around if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up to escape from this world, from this no past land..
Now tell me what it is, it isn't fair Cause I'm wasting time, but it isn't my heart It isn't my fault. And every situation understands, well The anecdote of chasing the location to your door, Yeah yeah? da da?
Cause I'm wasting time, now I'm wasting money again And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked. And all the letters that I have never sent, da da?
And he was sitting by the swimming pool But he was scared, cause it wasn't his time, it wasn't his chance. Getting orders not been on my plans But it's never late, it's never late enough for me to stay, da da?
Cause I'm wasting time, now I'm wasting money again And all the cigarettes that I have never smoked. And all the letters that I have never sent, da da?
Russian Red - I Love Your Glasses - 러시안 레드 (Russian Red) 노래/파스텔뮤직 요즘 열심히 듣고 있는 노래는 Russian Red의 We will rock you. 2008년에 낸 1집에도 신디 로퍼의 노래를 독특하게 커버한 트랙이 있더만 유명한 곡의 기에 눌리지 않고 자신만의 색깔을 잘 버무리는 재주가 있는 듯하다. 근데 솔직히 이 목소리에 어쿠스틱 기타만 팅팅 거리면서 노래를 해도 뭘 뽑아도 뽑을 것 같지.....
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