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"Tradicci​ó​n" - 2016

by En Casa del Herrero

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1.
Can't wait for you For tomorrow is a long time And the hell we went through Only comes to show that you're not mine Heaven stood still While we danced to the slow ones Need some promise to keep Now that dreams seem to be gone Don't you dare to pretend You're still right here beside me Don't you dare to pretend that you care Cause you don't give a damn If I'm slipping or sliding No, you don't give a damn, don't you dare I'm too far gone I'm a ghost in the city While winter comes Why don't you leave your seat free A change may come But I can't dial its number So I'll keep on keeping on Though there're no golden slumbers Don't you dare to pretend You're still right here beside me Don't you dare to pretend that you care Cause you don't give a damn If I'm slipping or sliding No, you don't give a damn, don't you dare
2.
Algunos días ves el vaso medio lleno Algunas noches crees que no fue más que sexo Te quieres convencer de que no te convenía Pero sabías muy bien en dónde te metías La que sólo nadaba cuando había oleaje La misma que alentaba tu lado más salvaje Desnuda en tu colchón era un pez en el agua Igual que apareció, se fue sin decir nada Y en el fondo Sabes bien Lo que deberías hacer Pero finges No tener más que perder Procura mantener los pies sobre la tierra Perdiendo las batallas no ganarás la guerra Tu droga que no alivia, tu apoyo que ayuda Te ahoga mientras duermes, te empapa cuando sudas Y en el fondo Sabes bien Lo que deberías hacer Pero finges No tener más que perder Y corres y no avanzas Y frenas y te estrellas Y miras y no ves Cómo vivir sin ella
3.
Let's get married Let's tell the world that you're mine Let's be happy 'Least for the rest of our lives It happenend at a concert, on a hot summer night I met this gentle waitress, paid me a drink and smiled I'd never played that bad before but it was my lucky day I got my mojo working, got her number and a date We kinda fell in love, I satarted living on the road Heading to my waitress I drove a thousand miles or more We got to sleep in no-man's land and tried to delay time When we could be together we kept nothing else in mind Let's get married Let's tell the world that you're mine Let's be happy 'Least for the rest of our lives Eventually, when winter came she moved into my place It took her about an hour to invade all of my space My porch became a garden and my bathroom nearly looked Like one of those old drugstores where you got it all but room We've built our story step by step, no hurries but no pause Thay ask me why I sEttled down, and I say "just because" My waitress knows for sure how to make her man feel fine And if she got a headache, she'll let me know with style Let's get married Let's tell the world that you're mine Let's be happy 'Least for the rest of our lives
4.
I don't want You to think That I'm the kind of guy Who can't see That you have issues Of your own You're used to dealing with All alone And I don't want you To believe I'm trying to sell you Some relief It's up to you, babe Using my help You could just let me in Or send me down to hell The road to ruin Is beyond that hill There is no mercy there But pride and greed I've booked a room up At the Hotel Cloud Not far from the shadow Of the doubt I know you've tried To make it work While I was worried Here at home Trying to find A direction to take Now absolutely nothing Is at stake So I've come To say You'll better follow Your own way Let me know At any time If you want us to share Just one more ride The road to ruin Is beyond that hill There is no mercy there But pride and greed I've booked a room up At the Hotel Cloud Not far from the shadow Of the doubt
5.
Yo ya no jugaba a ser lo que podía haber sido No sentía más deber que el de sobrevivir No pensaba disculparme por tantos tropiezos Cuando tocaba diana me echaba a dormir Yo ya no buscaba nada en los ojos de nadie No necesitaba un vientre sobre el que soñar No quería un compromiso más allá del alba Sabía bien lo que no tenía que pasar Y cuando las cosas no podían ir mejor Y allá donde iba siempre ponían mi canción Justo en aquel tiempo que era un regalo de Dios Yo trataba de esquivar hipnóticas sonrisas Me bastaba con llegar ileso a fin de mes No conocía otro amor que no fuera el olvido No aspiraba a otro botín que mantenerme en pie Y cuando las cosas no podían ir mejor Y allá donde iba siempre ponían mi canción Tuviste que aparecer y llamar mi atención Y me ofreciste Y tuve que probar Me fui enganchando Y entonces pedí un poco más Bajé la guardia Y entonces descubrí Que de tu cama Vivo no iba a salir
6.
There's a lighthouse on the cliff Where she goes to watch the waves Kiss the shore before they leave As she crashes, as she raves There's a lighthouse on the cliff Where they used to fall in love As the sundown met the sea And the moon set up above There's a lighthouse on the cliff Where she cries, where she moans While the tides hit the rocks Where he broke all of his bones How? How did you fall? Why? Why did you come? There's a lighthouse on the cliff Where he jumped and lost his life Now she prays for his soul Though she'll never be a bride
7.
Juan era buen chaval Iba de normal No tenía ni un tattoo Curraba en un bazar A tiempo parcial El negocio iba mal Su vida era un blues A Paz lo de ser mamá La pilló en mala edad Había cumplido dieciséis El tipo que la engañó Apenas se enteró Desapareció Para valiente, él Cogían cada noche el autobús En la misma parada del distrito sur Y aunque jamás habían llegado a hablar Allí se sentaban juntos a esperar Por una señal "¿Me das fuego?", dijo Paz Sin pararse a pensar Que eso sonaba a invitación Y Juan, Que no fumaba ya, Echó una visual Pensó "la chica no está mal Y me apetece rock and roll" Ninguno midió los riesgos al echarse a andar Renglones torcidos por cicatrizar Juan extendió su mano, Paz la cogió El viento olía a nuevo cuando la besó Destellos de neón Armándose de valor Ella confesó Que en su cama ya eran dos Hoy Juan regenta el bar De un tío de Paz Que se quería retirar Y se lo traspasó Y siguen juntos Ajenos al "qué dirán" Y no se permiten lujos Pero ahí están La hija de Paz ya va a la universidad Su padre es el que más orgulloso está La niña de papá
8.
Sueña que con las alas abiertas Que vuela y jamás se despierta Y espera, o, si no, se lo inventa Que ahí fuera ha estallado la guerra Piensa que detrás de esa puerta Le esperan aventuras sin tregua Déjala... que vuele/invente Déjala... que invente/vuele La verdad... no duele/miente Cuando miente/duele No cuenta con que la comprendan Se encierra en su estatua de cera Trepa por fachadas secretas Y mientras sus recuerdos aumentan Se entrega mucho más de la cuenta Le cuesta no llegar la primera Déjala... Su fuerza no concibe violencia Su meta... no conoce fronteras Navega siempre en pos de tormenta La tierra la tiene prisionera
9.
You know, I’ve been through this before I’ve seen this movie at least twice or so So don’t you expect a happy ending Cause I ain’t got one I’m quite sure about how this play goes I bet my best result would be a draw I’m not sure if you’re understanding This could be my last round I miss when life was easier And things had just one name And all the pain that I might cause was on myself But evil uses twisted words And speaks through my dry throat And we both know that all I’m saying will just do worse I should've smelled the risk involved This situation here I can’t control And there’s no sense in just kissing Since we’re not that young So take a cold shower, cut-off your tongue Nobody you can blame, you run the show You got the feeling that you’re sinking But you’re still around You miss when life was easier...
10.
Tú reinabas detrás de la barra del único bar que quiso acogernos Yo usurpaba canciones de Dylan con nulo talento Cómo imaginar que el destino asistía al concierto Me acerqué a por un trago nada más enfundar la guitarra y hacerse el silencio Me dijiste que bien y yo supe que estabas mintiendo "Aquí tienes mi número, llámame, yo también canto y eso..." Te envié algún mensaje como quien nada y guarda la ropa, tanteando el terreno Aunque entrabas al trapo yo dudaba de que hablaras en serio Cuando me propusiste encontrarnos en mitad del desierto Yo llevé mi arsenal de fantoche, una armónica en la y un libro de John Lennon Tú te hiciste de rogar pero al verte mis defensas cedieron Un hotel es terreno neutral, no hicimos prisioneros
11.
Duele verte tanto y no tocarte jamás Duele donde más me duele Duele oír tu risa y tener que imaginar Que ahora es él quien te entretiene Duele si lo pienso o si trato de olvidar Duele hasta cuando duermo Duele porque duele y sé que va a doler más Duele y duele tan adentro Duele… duele… Duele ser testigo de que seas tan feliz Duele como un golpe seco Duele que la causa sea librarte de mí Y que ya venga de lejos Duele atar los cabos y acabar por entender Duele sentirse tan necio Duele estar perdido y perder hasta la fe Sabe el diablo más por viejo Duele no hacer planes, duele quedarse a mirar Duele y sin embargo duele Duele no saber si en otro tiempo fue verdad Duele y además escuece Duelen estas dudas que nadie va a despejar Duele tanto tu silencio Duele que esta amiga que se llama soledad Duela como un mal recuerdo
12.
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day Working on a railroad for a dollar a day Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day Gotta get my money gotta get my pay Take this hammer take it to the captain Take this hammer take it to the captain Take this hammer good buddy take it to the captain Tell him I'm gone tell him I'm gone If he asks you was I laughing If he asks you was I laughing If he asks you good buddy was I laughing Tell him I was fine tell him I was fine This old hammer rings like silver This old hammer rings like silver This old hammer good buddy rings like silver Shine like gold good buddy and it shine like gold Working on a railroad for a dollar a day Working on a railroad for a dollar a day Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day Gotta get my money gotta get my pay Gotta get my money gotta get my pay Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
13.
Dorme, amor, non teñas medo Eu xa teño que marchar Andarei para cando espertes Lonxe, lonxe do meu lar Mirade para o meu pequeno Como el outro non hai Ningún se ve tan fermoso No coliño de seu pai Zoa o vento, chora o ceo Vai e vén o inmenso mar Xúroche, meu queridiño Que cedo hei de regresar Mirade para o meu pequeno, Como el outro non hai Ningún se ve tan fermoso No coliño de seu pai Adeus, brillo dos meus ollos Adeus, causa do meu ser Dorme, fillo e non chores Papá axiña ha de volver Mirade para o meu pequeno, Como el outro non hai Ningún se ve tan precioso No coliño de seu pai
14.
Diamond Joe come and get me My wife done quit me Diamond Joe, you better come and get me, Diamond Joe Gonna buy me a jug of rum, Gonna give my baby some Diamond Joe, you better come and get me, Diamond Joe Diamond Joe come and get me My wife done quit me Diamond Joe, you better come and get me, Diamond Joe Gonna buy me a jug of whiskey Gonna make my baby frisky Diamond Joe, you better come and get me, Diamond Joe Diamond Joe come and get me My wife done quit me Diamond Joe, you better come and get me, Diamond Joe
15.
Oh my name is Jock Stewart I'm a canny gun man And a roving young fellow I've been So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day I have acres of land I have men at command I have always a shilling to spare So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day So come fill up you glasses of brandy and wine Whatever it costs, I will pay So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day Well I took out my dog and him I did shoot All down in the county Kildare So be easy and free when you're drinking with me I'm a man you don't meet every day
16.
No more auction block for me No more, no more No more auction block for me Many thousands gone No more driver's lash for me No more, no more No more driver's lash for me Many thousands gone No more pint of salt for me No more, no more No more pint of salt for me Many thousands gone No more auction block for me No more, no more No more auction block for me Many thousands gone
17.
Ten years ago, on a cold dark night Someone was killed, 'neath the town hall light There were few at the scene, but they all agreed That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me The judge said son, what is your alibi If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die I spoke not a word, thou it meant my life I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me Now the scaffold is high and eternity's near She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear But sometimes at night, when the north wind moans In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones She walks these hills in a long black veil She visits my grave when the night winds wail Nobody knows, nobody sees Nobody knows but me
18.
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears, While we all sup sorrow with the poor; There's a song that will linger forever in our ears; Oh hard times come again no more. Tis the song, the sigh of the weary, Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered around my cabin door; Oh hard times come again no more. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay, There are frail forms fainting at the door; Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say Oh hard times come again no more. There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away, With a worn heart whose better days are o'er: Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day, Oh hard times come again no more.
19.
Hallelujah, I'm ready I can hear the voices singing soft and low Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go. Dark was the night, not a star was in sight on the highway heading down below I let my Saviour in and He my soul from sin Hallelujah, I'm ready to go. Hallelujah, I'm ready I can hear the voices singing soft and low Hallelujah, I'm ready, hallelujah I'm ready to go. Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Must have been the hand of the lord. While I was praying, somebody touched me, While I was praying, somebody touched me, While I was praying, somebody touched me, Must have been the hand of the lord. It was on a sunday, somebody touched me, It was on a sunday, somebody touched me, It was on a sunday, somebody touched me, Must have been the hand of the lord. Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Glory, glory, glory, somebody touched me, Must have been the hand of the lord. Sinner don't wait until it's too late He's a wonderful saviour to know I fell on my knees and he answered all my pleas Hallelujah, I'm ready to go
20.
It was one fine March morning, I bid New Orleans Adieu And I took the road to Jackson Town, my fortune to renew I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain Which filled my heart with a longing for, the Lakes of Ponchartrain I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun I rode the rods till evening and I laid me down again All strangers there no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with the Creole Girl, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain I said "Me pretty Creole Girl, me money here's no good, If it weren't for the alligators, I'd sleep out there in the wood" "You're welcome here kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain" "For me Mammy welcomes strangers, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain" She took me into her mammy's house and treated me right well The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell To try and paint here beauty, I'm sure 'twould be in vain So handsome was my Creole girl by the Lakes of Ponchartrain I asked her if she'd marry me, she said that ne'er could be For she had got a lover and he was far at sea She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain Till he'd return to his Creole girl, on the Lakes of Ponchartrain It's fare thee well, me Creole girl, I'll never see you more I'll never forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain
21.
I've been a wild rover for many's the year and I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer. But now I'm returning with gold in great store and I never will play the wild rover no more And it's no, nay, never, no, nay, never, no more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more I went into an ale-house I used to frequent and I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me nay, Such "a custom like yours I can have any day I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright and the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. She said I'd have whiskey and wines of the best and the words that she told me were only in jest.
22.
Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton, Old times there are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land. In Dixie Land, where I was born in, early on one frosty mornin', Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land. I wish I was in Dixie, Hooray! Hooray! In Dixie Land I'll take my stand to live and die in Dixie. Away, away, away down south in Dixie. Away, away, away down south in Dixie
23.
The water is wide, I cannot get oer Neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I There is a shipand and it sails to the sea Loaded deep as deep can be But not as deep as the love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim I leaned my back against an oak Thinking it was a trusty tree But first it bent and then it broke So did my love prove false to me Oh love is gentle, oh love is kind Gay as a jewel when first it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew

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El tercer trabajo de En Casa del Herrero es un doble álbum. "Tradicción" se compone de un primer disco con 11 temas propios, "Adicción", y un segundo con una docena de temas tradicionales revisitados en acústico por la banda que encabeza Eduardo Herrero.

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released January 16, 2016

Eduardo Herrero: voz, guitarra acústica, guitarra eléctrica y armónica
Carlos Clérins: guitarra eléctrica, guitarra acústica y voz
Pepe Lamas: bajo, contrabajo y voz
Jorge Quesada: piano, órgano y guitarra acústica
Óscar Quintáns: batería y percusión

También han colaborado:
Guillermo Alzugaray: violonchelo en Lighthouse On The Cliff y Vals En Capilla
Mateo Arnáiz: guitarra en Long Black Veil
Mar Blanco: voz en Take This Hammer, Diamond Joe, Hallelujah (I'm Ready To Go)/Somebody Touched Me, Hard Times y The Water Is Wide
Javier Cedrón: violín en No Tener Más Que Perder y Duele
Xavier Facal: piano eléctrico en Take This Hammer, Lakes Of Pontchartrain y The Water Is Wide
Daniel López: flauta travesera en Mirade Para O Meu Pequeno; tin y low whistle y gaita gallega e irlandesa en Diamond Joe; y gaita irlandesa y flauta en I'm A Man You Don't Meet Everyday


Grabado, mezclado entre noviembre de 2015 y enero de 2016 por Xabier Olite y Daniel López en Son Natural (Rois) y Mandeo Records (Miño)
Producido por Daniel López (Mandeo Records) y Eduardo Herrero
Diseño Gráfico: Pepe Lamas


Todos los temas de Adicción son de Eduardo Herrero excepto Road To Ruin (letra: Eduardo Herrero/Rob López, música: Eduardo Herrero). Todos los temas de Tradición son tradicionales excepto Mirade Para O Meu Pequeno (adaptación de Eduardo Herrero del tradicional Rough & Rocky), Long Black Veil (Marijohn Wilkin & Danny Hill, 1959) y Hard Times (Stephen Collins Foster, 1854)

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