Contando Cuervos

Creo que "Mr. Jones" ha sido una de las canciones que más he bailado en mi vida y que paradójicamente no llegó a ser editada como single, al menos en un principio. Con excelentes canciones y un cantante excepcional Adam Duritz hicieron un primer disco, August And Everything After, que es una auténtica joya de principio a fin, con canciones que emocionan como "Perfect blue building" . Abajo os incluyo el video de esta canción que mi amigo el "Gitano" y yo bailamos hasta quedarnos cojos en las noches sevillanas del Fun Club

Con su segundo disco, Recovering The Satellites, Counting Crows cumplieron con creces la imposible misión de suceder dignamente a August... sin intentar copiarse a sí mismos. El sonido de la banda se oscureció un poco y las canciones se hicieron más densas y también más atractivas. 

Publicaron a continuación el doble en directo Across A Wire (que lamentablemente no se ha editado en España), con un show acústico grabado para el programa Storytellers de VH1 y uno eléctrico grabado para la MTV.

Su tercer álbum en estudio, This Desert Life se perdió en el olvido

En 2002 se publica Hard Candy. Grabado de forma más "tradicional", combinando varios estudios y productores, y con la ayuda de amigos ilustres como Matthew Sweet, Dave Gibbs (Gigolo Aunts) o Sheryl Crow.

En 2008 llega por fin su siguiente entrega, "Saturday Nights and Sunday Morning. Un disco que no pude dejar de comprar. Tiene temas como "Sundays" que me emocionan hasta la médula. Me recuerda la frescura de su primer Cd y  que te lleva directamente a las calles de NY.

Teneis un montón de información sobre ellos en la web española http://www.childreninbloom.com

Sé que la nostalgia no es buena, pero....

 

Mr. Jones

I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She's suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut up, Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I want to be someone who believes

Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me."
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely

I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Gray is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
"She's looking at you.
Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me."
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely

I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars, but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me because I don't believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe

Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio
Yeah we stare at the beautiful women
"She's perfect for you, Man, there's got to be somebody for me."
I want to be Bob Dylan
Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky
When everybody loves you, son, that's just about as funky as you can be
Mr. Jones and me staring at the video
when I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me
We all want to be big stars, but we don't know why and we don't know how
But when everybody loves me, I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be
Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars...