Desde el 2004 que escuché por primera vez el Zitilites he sentido un gran apego por el trabajo de estos daneses, sus letras son como poemas y cada melodía toca sentimientos profundos de mi efímera existencia... Aunque se "popearon" un poco en el No Balance Palace la probada que nos dan con Mouthful o Wasps me hace sentir mucha buena vibra y esperanzas, ya quiero escuchar el próximo album, estos weyes son cosa seria.

Turbocán & Co.

Atlixco... Frío de noche, medio caluroso de día, aún así nos metimos al agua... Por tercos...

Saludos...

Kashmir . The Aftermath

I'm wondering if my thoughts of her
Have ever crossed her thoughts of me
And if they're half as clear as mine
And if there'll ever be a time

For us to journey once again
As lovers and as trusted friends
What if the best is yet to come
And this was only the first part run

Get a hold of yourself
Don't worry about the aftermath
There is no one after you
Or on your back

Get a hold of yourself
Don't worry about the aftermath
There is no one after you
There is no one after you
There is no one after you

But the everyday just can't compete
With the beauty of a polariod
Where the fairytale endures complete
And her eyes are always full of joy

Like a frozen glimpse of butterflies
On a clourized celluloid sky
She waves her cheerful last goodbye
And begs for me to let passed things slide

Get a hold of yourself
And don't worry about the aftermath
Cause there is no one after you
No one on your back

Get a hold of yourself
And don't worry about the aftermath
There is no one after you
There is no one after you