Newcastle brothers Kid Lyrical and Wizardry met Likewyze onstage, when the duo began rhyming over a performance of a funk band Likewyze was playing guitar in. At the time Likewyze was studying audio at music school and offered to record the duo, along with Dj Skoob, the three time NSW DMC champion. This resulted in their debut album, the self titled, independently released Blades Of Hades. Other contributing musicians were the female Mc Dust and singer Jane Tyrrell under the name U-Jive. During the early years of Blades Of Hades, actress and musician Abbie Cornish was dating Kid Lyrical, and subsequently performed with the group on occasion.
By 2005, Jane Tyrrell had joined the Sydney hip hop group The Herd full time. The group counter-acted the line-up change and shortened their name to just 'Blades' in 2006. The same year, they released their second album This Installment, which was distributed by Obese Records. The album featured Newcastle DJ Mark N on cuts and production for the track 'Blast Opposition', which they also released a video clip for. Blades appeared on Oriel Guthre's documentary Skip Hop: Volume One in 2006. They were interviewed and also contributed to the project's soundtrack.
Shadow Art was released in 2008, followed by their free to download mix tape Two Thousand And Nine the following year.
Discography:
Blades Of Hades - Independent (2003)
This Installment - Obese (2006)
Shadow Art - Steal City Records (2008)
Mix Tapes:
Two Thousand And Nine - Free MP3 Download (2009)
Compilation Appearances:
Underground United Vol. 1 (2009, Naked Ape Recordings, Underground United) - Kaos Orda
Skip Hip: Volume One (2009, Rubber Records, EMI) - Intro, Choirific, Mr. Mister, Austyles, Hardcore.
2) Melodic punk rock band from Los Angeles that had three songs featured on the Someone Got Their Head Kicked In! compilation LP.
Pedro navajas
Blades Lyrics
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Con el tumbao' que tienen los guapos al caminar
Las manos siempre en los bolsillos de su gabán
Pa' que no sepan en cuál de ellas lleva el puñal
Usa un sombrero de ala ancha de medio la'o
Y zapatillas por si hay problemas salir vola'o
Lentes oscuros pa' que no sepan qué está mirando
Como a tres cuadras de aquella esquina una mujer
Va recorriendo la acera entera por quinta vez
Y en un zaguán entra y se da un trago para olvidar
Que el día está flojo y no hay clientes pa' trabajar
Un carro pasa muy despacito por la avenida
No tiene marcas pero to' saben que e' policia, umm
Pedro Navaja las manos siempre dentro el gabán
Mira y sonríe y el diente de oro vuelve a brillar
Mientras camina pasa la vista de esquina a esquina
No se ve un alma está desierta to'a la avenida
Cuando de pronto esa mujer sale del zaguán
Y Pedro Navaja aprieta un puño dentro 'el gabán
Mira pa' un lado mira pal' otro y no ve a nadie
Y a la carrera pero sin ruido cruza la calle
Y mientras tanto en la otra acera va esa mujer
Refunfuñando pues no hizo pesos con qué comer
Mientras camina del viejo abrigo saca un revolver, esa mujer
Iba a guardarlo en su cartera pa' que no estorbe
Un treinta y ocho Smith & Wesson del especial
Que carga encima pa' que la libre de todo mal
Y Pedro Navaja puñal en mano le fue pa' encima
El diente de oro iba alumbrando toa' la avenida, quiso fácil
Mientras reía el puñal le hundía sin compasión
Cuando de pronto sonó un disparo como un cañón
Y Pedro Navaja cayó en la acera mientras veía, a esa mujer
Que revolver en mano y de muerte herida ahí le decía
"Yo que pensaba hoy no es mi día estoy salá'
Pero Pedro Navaja, tú estas peor, no estás en na'"
Y créanme gente que aunque hubo ruido nadie salió
No hubo curiosos, no hubo preguntas nadie lloró
Sólo un borracho con los dos cuerpos se tropezó
Cojio el revolver, el puñal, los pesos y se marchó
Y tropezando se fue cantando desafinao'
El coro que aquí les traje y da el mensaje de mi canción
"La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios"
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Pedro Navajas matón de esquina
Quien a hierro mata, a hierro termina
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Maliante pescador, al anzuelo que tiraste
En vez de una sardina, un tiburón enganchaste
I like to live in America
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Ocho millones de historias tiene la ciudad de Nueva York
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Como decía mi abuelita
El que último ríe, se ríe mejor
I like to live in America
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Cuando lo manda el destino, no lo cambia ni el mas bravo
Si naciste pa' martillo del cielo te caen los clavos
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
En barrio de guapo, cuida'o en la acera
Cuida'o camara, el que no corre vuela
(La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios)
Como en una novela de Kafka
El borracho doblo por el callejón
(La vida te da)
(En la ciudad de Nueva York
Dos personas fueron encontradas muertas
Esta madrugada, los cuerpos sin vida de Pedro Barrios y Josefina Wilson)
The lyrics of "Pedro Navaja" by Blades tell the story of a notorious street criminal in a dangerous neighborhood of a city, likely in Latin America. Pedro is described as having a confident, swaying walk and always hiding a knife in his coat pocket. The song also introduces a woman who is struggling to make a living and resorts to carrying a gun for protection against people like Pedro. The action ramps up as Pedro confronts the woman with his knife, but she quickly uses her gun to shoot him, ending his reign of terror. The song ends with a message about life's surprises and the inevitability of karma for those who live by violence.
One interpretation of the lyrics is that they are a commentary on the cycle of violence and poverty that can exist in certain communities. Pedro is portrayed as a product of his environment, where strength and domination are valued above all else. Meanwhile, the woman is part of the same environment but has chosen to fight back in her own way. In the end, justice is meted out through her decisive action, but the song still has a sense of sadness and resignation about the struggles of the working class in such neighborhoods.
Line by Line Meaning
Por la esquina del viejo barrio lo vi pasar
I saw him pass by the corner of the old neighborhood
Con el tumbao' que tienen los guapos al caminar
With the swagger that the tough guys have when they walk
Las manos siempre en los bolsillos de su gabán
His hands always in the pockets of his overcoat
Pa' que no sepan en cuál de ellas lleva el puñal
So you don't know which one he's carrying the knife in
Usa un sombrero de ala ancha de medio la'o
He wears a wide-brimmed hat tilted to one side
Y zapatillas por si hay problemas salir vola'o
And sneakers in case he needs to make a quick getaway
Lentes oscuros pa' que no sepan qué está mirando
Dark glasses so you don't know what he's looking at
Y un diente de oro que cuando ríe se ve brillando
And a gold tooth that shines when he laughs
Como a tres cuadras de aquella esquina una mujer
About three blocks from that corner a woman
Va recorriendo la acera entera por quinta vez
Is walking the whole sidewalk for the fifth time
Y en un zaguán entra y se da un trago para olvidar
And she goes into an entryway and takes a drink to forget
Que el día está flojo y no hay clientes pa' trabajar
That it's a slow day and there are no clients to work for
Un carro pasa muy despacito por la avenida
A car passes very slowly down the avenue
No tiene marcas pero to' saben que e' policia, umm
It has no markings but everyone knows it's the police, umm
Pedro Navaja las manos siempre dentro el gabán
Pedro Navaja always has his hands inside his coat
Mira y sonríe y el diente de oro vuelve a brillar
He looks and smiles and the gold tooth shines again
Mientras camina pasa la vista de esquina a esquina
As he walks, he scans from corner to corner
No se ve un alma está desierta to'a la avenida
There isn't anyone around, the whole avenue is deserted
Cuando de pronto esa mujer sale del zaguán
When suddenly that woman comes out of the entryway
Y Pedro Navaja aprieta un puño dentro 'el gabán
And Pedro Navaja clenches a fist inside his coat
Mira pa' un lado mira pal' otro y no ve a nadie
He looks to one side, then the other, and doesn't see anyone
Y a la carrera pero sin ruido cruza la calle
And he crosses the street quickly but quietly
Y mientras tanto en la otra acera va esa mujer
Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, that woman is walking
Refunfuñando pues no hizo pesos con qué comer
Grumbling because she didn't make enough money to eat
Mientras camina del viejo abrigo saca un revolver, esa mujer
As she walks, that woman takes out a revolver from her old coat
Iba a guardarlo en su cartera pa' que no estorbe
She was going to put it in her purse so it wouldn't be in the way
Un treinta y ocho Smith & Wesson del especial
A .38 special Smith & Wesson
Que carga encima pa' que la libre de todo mal
That she carries with her to protect herself from all harm
Y Pedro Navaja puñal en mano le fue pa' encima
And Pedro Navaja, with knife in hand, went after her
El diente de oro iba alumbrando toa' la avenida, quiso fácil
His gold tooth was shining and he thought it would be easy
Mientras reía el puñal le hundía sin compasión
While he laughed, he mercilessly stabbed her with the knife
Cuando de pronto sonó un disparo como un cañón
When suddenly a shot rang out like a cannon
Y Pedro Navaja cayó en la acera mientras veía, a esa mujer
And Pedro Navaja fell to the ground while he looked at that woman
Que revolver en mano y de muerte herida ahí le decía
That, with revolver in hand and fatally wounded, said to him
"Yo que pensaba hoy no es mi día estoy salá'
"I thought today was not my day, I am unlucky
Pero Pedro Navaja, tú estas peor, no estás en na'"
But Pedro Navaja, you're worse off, you're nothing now"
Y créanme gente que aunque hubo ruido nadie salió
And believe me, although there was noise, no one came out
No hubo curiosos, no hubo preguntas nadie lloró
There were no onlookers, no questions asked, no one cried
Sólo un borracho con los dos cuerpos se tropezó
Only a drunk stumbled upon both bodies
Cojio el revolver, el puñal, los pesos y se marchó
He took the revolver, the knife, the money, and left
Y tropezando se fue cantando desafinao'
And stumbling, he went singing off-key
El coro que aquí les traje y da el mensaje de mi canción
The chorus that I brought you here and gives the message of my song
"La vida te da sorpresas, sorpresas te da la vida, ay, Dios"
"Life gives you surprises, surprises that life gives you, oh God"
(La vida te da)
(Life gives you)
(En la ciudad de Nueva York
(In the city of New York)
Dos personas fueron encontradas muertas
Two people were found dead
Esta madrugada, los cuerpos sin vida de Pedro Barrios y Josefina Wilson)
This morning, the lifeless bodies of Pedro Barrios and Josefina Wilson)
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Ruben Blades
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ivannedok250
- ¿Papá por qué mi hermana se llama Violeta?
- Porque son las flores preferidas de tu mamá, hijo
- Gracias Pá
- De nada Pedro Navaja - Jazz at Lincoln Center Orchestra with Wynton Marsalis feat. Rubén Blades
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@YAAS28
Te la rifaste. El mejor comentario 😂
@ernilumusic
Muy bueno! 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
@josua08822010
Jaja
@borracinta
JAJAJAAJAJAAJAAJA
@WilliamBati
I was sitting in the audience during that performance. I took my mother. I have taken my mother to tons of concerts in New York City. Despite our humble beginnings, my mother knew about good music, from classical to Merengue so when I had a couple of dollars, I'd always take her to concerts. The space where they performed overlooks Central Park at Columbus Circle, an amazing venue. I vividly remember that night.
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About the performance, the salsa purists were expecting straight salsa. The Jazz enthusiasts were expecting jazz. Mr. Blades delivered for both and then some. I had seen the Lincoln Center Orchestra before. Amazing musicians. I always like to see a "popular" artist perform with a full orchestra. I have to find the pictures from that night. I had just turned 41.
@silverspaulding514
😊😊😊😊😊 I am jealous...
@slurpii4669
Salsa originated thanks to jazz, these two genres are like siblings
@michelleford9086
I would have cut off my right arm to be there!