the keyboard has been drinking (not me)

La semana anterior fue de mucho trajín, poco tiempo hubo para sentarse a escribir algo en el blog, y en este momento pocas ganas tengo de hacerlo. Cansancio, sí, esa es la palabra. Pero bueno, tratemos de darle un descanso al cuerpo y al cerebro con una selección bonita, de esas bellas experiencias musicales, algunas acústicas y otras no tanto. Un puñado de canciones bonitas, solamente eso. No voy hablar mucho de ellas, únicamente la letra de la que tal vez fue el himno de la semana que ya pasó (y la noche que llega...)

tom waits - the piano has been drinking (not me)

The piano has been drinking
my necktie is asleep
and the combo went back to New York
the jukebox has to take a leak
and the carpet needs a haircut
and the spotlight looks like a prison break
cause the telephone's out of cigarettes
and the balcony's on the make
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and the menus are all freezing
and the lightman's blind in one eye
and he can't see out of the other
and the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
and he showed up with his mother
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
cause the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler
cream puff casper milk toast
and the owner is a mental midget
with the I.Q. of a fencepost
cause the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking...
and you can't find your waitress
with a Geiger counter
And she hates you and your friends
and you just can't get served
without her
and the box-office is drooling
and the bar stools are on fire
and the newspapers were fooling
and the ash-trays have retired
the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
The piano has been drinking
not me, not me, not me, not me, not me