Francisco Fernández
Tito Valdés
Paco Martínez
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Francisco Fernández
Tito Valdés
Paco Martínez
Paco Loco
City: Gijón (Spain)
Style: Pop-Rock
Record: Astro Discos
After ten years in active-duty, five albums (six if we counted its collaboration with Steve Wynn) and a considerable success, Australian Blonde have practically happened through everything what can pass a group of rock in Spain, and without losing a coherence apex. The ability not to resign to an own musical identity, knowing to evolve independently of fashions, successes or failures, has turned to them classic ones in life. From a successful debut with the mythical album "Pop Pizza" (Subterfuge, 1993), four albums and many songs later, Australian Blonde they have not turned aside an apex of its initial search of the perfect pop song. The maturity has brought with himself a capacity of unsuspected emotion, but in spite of everything, they have not moved a centimeter of its way. The one that now it is going to be fifth album of the band demonstrates that the years have happened for good, and that its quality of new classic is not something given by the successes, but by genuine talent. Exactly the talent necessary to create a collection of subjects varied enough as to evoke in a same disc the best moments of Ray Davies or the pildorazos more vitaminados of the new wave, happening through modernized sounds country, that reveal a constant restlessness to investigate each new variant of the American pop-rock. "Lay it on the Line" is a disc able to captivate simultaneously to the most demanding followers of the pop one with guitars and to the finders of immediate refrains; but in any case, with a content and an elaboration that any previous disc of Australian Blonde surpasses of distant spot: that is the maturity. Maturity that in this occasion comes accompanied from fecundity, because aside from the fifteen subjects which they compose the album one second "virtual" part exists: nothing less than another album with eight unpublished and complementary songs to the previous ones, that all the buyers of the disc will be able to unload gratuitously in www.ritmic.com. Key, which it accompanies the disc that is acquired in the store, is enough to accede to this great gift for the buyers. The song that gives title to the album will be in addition first single extraido, of which a paper clip will be rolled, and summarizes in its three minutes everything what there is again in Australian Blonde without has given up to anything of good the previous thing: new voices (Tito, bear of the group, receives the new protagonism like Co-vocalista), great wealth of musical adjustments (prudent, winds, keyboards...), new sounds (a turn towards the rock and country of its pop classic one) and, in general, excellent new songs that demonstrate the validity of a proposal to which by pure coherence, it is only possible to be described like classic modern.
Underneath the radar
Australian Blonde Lyrics
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this town is chock full of scandal and rumors and alibis and barflys and by this point we're all a little immune to a stumbling, fumbling drunk who went back on a few promises and grand statements. I did my time I shook off my parole I made my peace and I went away like I was supposed to.
and the very idea that someone like you would want to dig up old wounds is more of a reflection of your sorry state than anything I could imagine about myself. You make me feel good, you know that? You make me feel real good.
Man, let me buy you a drink. Here's a few quarters, put anythingyou want on the box. Put it on the jukebox. Yeah yeah, Barry White, he's real good, I like the way he sings. I like the way he moves. You know what I mean.
I'll tell you a secret; the secret is I"ve got no secrets to tell and even if I did I wouldn't tell them to you. I live a life out of detection, clear of inspection and I go my way and do what I want. Just like you should do. drink your drink and go home. and forget this ever happened.
Go home. It's on me. and take this pack of smokes. It's okay. You can take the lighter too.
I move in mysterious ways
I get lost between the days
Drift along in the fog and haze
Underneath the radar
The lyrics of "Underneath the Radar" by Australian Blonde tell the story of a man who seems to have a troubled past, but is not interested in revealing any details about it to the person questioning him. He appears to be a person who has been in trouble with the law, but has served his time and is now trying to move on with his life. The line "I did my time, I shook off my parole, I made my peace, and I went away like I was supposed to" suggests that he has been to prison, but is now trying to start afresh. He is willing to pay the person questioning him to keep silent about his past, but also appears to be challenging the person by saying "nobody would even give a fuck to buy your information".
The lyrics also reflect a sense of disillusionment and detachment from society, as the man mentions that "this town is chock full of scandal and rumors and alibis and barflys and by this point we're all a little immune to a stumbling, fumbling drunk who went back on a few promises and grand statements". He seems to have a sense of self-awareness and detachment from the masses in this regard. The chorus "I move in mysterious ways, I get lost between the days, drift along in the fog and haze, underneath the radar" further emphasizes the man's desire to remain unnoticed and detached from others.
Overall, the song's lyrics are open to interpretation and may have different meanings for different listeners, but they convey a sense of a person who is trying to move on from his past and lead a quiet life, away from the prying eyes of society.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, yeah, that was me. You got photos? You got a private detective? well, then take my offer of this five dollars or a shot of Johnny Walker Black--your choice--and we'll just pretend this never happened. I'd like to think that i can buy your silence but the truth is--and this is why the joke is on you--that nobody would even give a fuck to buy your information.
I'm admitting to what you have on me but also saying that I can pay you off, however, the reality is that nobody cares about the information anyway, so the joke is on you.
this town is chock full of scandal and rumors and alibis and barflys and by this point we're all a little immune to a stumbling, fumbling drunk who went back on a few promises and grand statements. I did my time I shook off my parole I made my peace and I went away like I was supposed to.
This town is filled with people who have messed up in some way or another, and now no one really cares. I did my time, I served my sentence and now I'm living my life the best I can.
and the very idea that someone like you would want to dig up old wounds is more of a reflection of your sorry state than anything I could imagine about myself. You make me feel good, you know that? You make me feel real good.
The fact that you want to bring up old things that have already been dealt with says more about you than me. It actually makes me feel good that you're so interested in my life.
Man, let me buy you a drink. Here's a few quarters, put anythingyou want on the box. Put it on the jukebox. Yeah yeah, Barry White, he's real good, I like the way he sings. I like the way he moves. You know what I mean.
Let me buy you a drink and choose some music. I like Barry White, he's good at what he does.
hey don't write that down. what's wrong with you, man. put that away. That's off the record. You oughta learn to relax, drink your drink. talk about something, man. who do you like in the playoffs? Yankees? Man, what's wrong with you?
Don't write anything down, it's all off the record. Relax and talk about something else, like sports. Don't be so uptight.
I'll tell you a secret; the secret is I"ve got no secrets to tell and even if I did I wouldn't tell them to you. I live a life out of detection, clear of inspection and I go my way and do what I want. Just like you should do. drink your drink and go home. and forget this ever happened.
I have no secrets to share, and even if I did, you're not the person I'd share them with. I live my life out of the public eye and do what I want, and you should do the same. Drink your drink, go home, and forget about this.
Go home. It's on me. and take this pack of smokes. It's okay. You can take the lighter too.
I'm paying for your drink and giving you cigarettes and a lighter as a way of saying goodbye.
I move in mysterious ways I get lost between the days Drift along in the fog and haze Underneath the radar
I'm not interested in attracting unnecessary attention to myself, so I tend to keep a low profile and stay away from the public eye.
Contributed by Gavin G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Pengfei Nie
Am I the only think this music is amazing? I love this.