In 1996 they decided to go to Buenos Aires. In the previous winter León Gieco (one of the most eminent musicians from Argentina) had discovered them and invited them to produce a record under his management. During the year 1997 they started a tour and presented their first release "Los Tipitos".
Their second album "Cocrouchis" was produced in 1999 together with Edelmiro Molinari, Carlos García López and others. The CD was a success, later released by Tocka Discos (Popart).
The year 2000 could be decribed as their big success. Supported by the "Secretaría de Cultura de la Municipalidad de Villa Gesell" (Ministry of Education and the Arts in Villa Gesell) Los Tipitos managed to come up with an impressive show during the summer season, which brought them on the path to fame. 2001 they released the album "Vintage", which was produced by Pablo Romero and Eduardo Schmit (members of the band Árbol). With this record, as well as "Quién va a garpar todo esto? I&II", they proved their firm position in the Argentinian rock scene.
2002 they worked on the album "Contra los molinos" on which all tracks were recorded live. In the summer they went on tour to the most popular seaside resorts on the coast of Argentina.
Right after their return to Buenos Aires, Los Tipitos started preparing for their most important performance: in the cultural theater ND Ateneo. What was a success for the band, was soon well known across the country: both concerts had been completely sold out. In the summer 2004 they returned on their tour along the coast of Argentina, while they prepared for the recording of their seventh release. The production of "Armando Camaleón" was done by Pablo Guyot. In the same year they released "Primera grabación", 14 songs which had been originally recorded on audio tape.
During the year 2005 they released a few video clips, such as "Brujería" (the top-hit of the album "Armando Camaleón"), "Campanas en la noche" and "Algo", which was strangely enough recorded in a swimming pool. "Silencio" came out as well, which was performed live in April 2005 in the Gran Rex, Buenos Aires.
"TipitoRex Vivo" was produced in 2006, a collection of the best live recordings from the Gran Rex theater in Buenos Aires. The album was sold as CD-DVD. In the same year they recorded their own version of "Mil Horas", which was released on CD as tribute to Andrés Calamaro, Cantando al Salmón.
In 2006 they were nominated for the Gardel Prices and won in the category "Best Pop Album".
The latest album "Tan Real" was produced with Tweeny Gonzáles in 2007. It was recorded in June/July 2007 in the Circo Beat and El Pie studios and remastered in the USA under the management of Leos Zervos. The CD features guest stars like David Lebón, Claudio O’Connor, Javier Malosetti and "el Negro” García López.
With their new record they went again on tour within Argentina as well as along the Atlantic Coast of South America. The new album is supposed to be presented on 11th and 12th of April 2008 in the Opera Theater, Buenos Aires.
On February 20th 2008 the Gardel Prices were announced with Los Tipitos as nominees for the awards as "Best Pop Group" and "Best Production of the Year" of which they won the first one on March 26th 2008 in a ceremony in the Gran Rex Theater, Buenos Aires.
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Members:
* Federico Bugallo: bass, harmonica und background vocalist
* Pablo Tévez: drums and background vocalist
* Raúl Ruffino: guitar and singer
* Wálter Piancioli: piano, keyboard, guitar and vocalist
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Discography
1. Los Tipitos (1996)
2. Quién va a Garpar Todo Esto (Volúmen 1) (1998)
3. Jingle Bells (EP) (1998)
4. Cocrouchis (1999)
5. Vintage (2001)
6. Contra los Molinos (2002)
7. Quién va a Garpar Todo Esto (Volúmen 2) (2002)
8. Armando Camaleón (2004)
9. Primera Grabación (2004)
10. TipitoRex (2006)
11. Tan Real (2007)
DVD's
TipitoRex_DVD (2006)
Campanas
Los Tipitos Lyrics
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Súper lúcida la mirada
Recorre el paisaje y no
No es su interior, es luna
Son sombras lejanas del bosque
Es algo raro en las estrellas
Sonidos que inducen temor
De esperar
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He venido
Lo puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
Su mente inquieta se puebla de historias
Su cuerpo es solo memoria
Es eso que hay que sentir
Con paciencia infinita
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
Ruidos de melancolía de esperar
¿Qué esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He vencido
No puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
Delirio
Tremendo, ficción literaria
Secretos que fueron plegaria
Espejo maldito que al fin
Duplicó toda su vida
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
Ruidos de melancolía de esperar
¿Qué esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He vencido
Lo puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
The song "Campanas en la noche" by Los Tipitos tells the story of a man who is standing in front of a window, looking out at the moon and the landscape beyond. His mind is consumed with memories of a past love, and he is waiting for her to return to him, to tell him that she still loves him. He is haunted by shadows in the distance and strange noises that fill him with both fear and sadness. He wanders through the streets, lost in his thoughts, surrounded by the stories of other men who have also experienced love and loss.
The lyrics are a meditation on the power of memory, and how it can both comfort and torment us. They capture the pain and longing that come when we lose someone we love, and the hope and desperation that we feel when we try to hold onto them. They also suggest that love is a kind of madness, a delirium that can consume us completely, and that the only way to cope with it is to embrace it fully, to feel all of its joys and sorrows, and to wait patiently for it to return to us.
Line by Line Meaning
Un hombre de frente a una ventana
A man standing in front of a window
Súper lúcida la mirada
His glance is sharp and clear
Recorre el paisaje y no
He looks around the landscape and doesn't
No es su interior, es luna
Notice his own thoughts, he looks at the moon
Son sombras lejanas del bosque
They're distant shadows from the forest
Es algo raro en las estrellas
There's something strange in the stars
Sonidos que inducen temor
Sounds that instill fear
Y también melancolía de esperar
And also the melancholy of waiting
De esperar
Of waiting
Esperar que ella vuelva
Waiting for her to come back
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
And say, 'Here I am, my love.'
No existe el olvido
There's no forgetting
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
I'm back, my love
He venido
I've come.
Lo puedes creer
You can believe it
No existe el olvido mi amor
There's no forgetting, my love
Su mente inquieta se puebla de historias
His restless mind is filled with stories
Su cuerpo es solo memoria
His body is just memory
Es eso que hay que sentir
It's that which should be felt
Con paciencia infinita
With infinite patience
Andando las calles ajenas
Walking through unknown streets
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Of men who ultimately make him feel sad
Campanas en la noche
Bells in the night
Ruidos de melancolía de esperar
Sounds of the melancholy of waiting
¿Qué esperar?
What is there to wait for?
Delirio
Delirium
Tremendo, ficción literaria
Tremendous, literary fiction
Secretos que fueron plegaria
Secrets that were a prayer
Espejo maldito que al fin
Cursed mirror that finally
Duplicó toda su vida
Duplicated his whole life
He vencido
I've won
No puedes creer
You can't believe it
No existe el olvido mi amor
There's no forgetting, my love
No existe
It doesn't exist
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Walter Renzo Piancioli
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Un hombre de frente a una ventana
Súper lúcida la mirada
Recorre el paisaje y no
No es su interior, es luna
Son sombras lejanas del bosque
Es algo raro en las estrellas
Sonidos que inducen temor
Y también melancolía de esperar
De esperar
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He venido
Lo puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
Su mente inquieta se puebla de historias
Su cuerpo es solo memoria
Es eso que hay que sentir
Con paciencia infinita
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
Ruidos de melancolía de esperar
¿Qué esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He vencido
No puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
Delirio
Tremendo, ficción literaria
Secretos que fueron plegaria
Espejo maldito que al fin
Duplicó toda su vida
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
Ruidos de melancolía de esperar
¿Qué esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
Y le diga acá estoy mi amor
No existe el olvido
Acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
He vencido
Lo puedes creer
No existe el olvido mi amor
No existe
@thesebas1264
Un hombre de frente a una ventana
Súper lúcida la mirada
Recorre el paisaje y no,
no es su interior, es luna.
Son sombras lejanas del bosque
Es algo raro en las estrellas, sonidos que inducen temor
Y también melancolía de esperar
De esperar
Esperar que ella vuelva
y le diga acá estoy mi amor
no existe el olvido,
acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
he venido
Lo puedes creer, no existe el olvido mi amor
No existe...
Su mente inquieta se puebla de historias
Su cuerpo es solo memoria
Es eso que hay que sentir
Con paciencia infinita
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
ruidos de melancolía
De esperar
Que esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
y le diga acá estoy mi amor
no existe el olvido,
acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
he vencido
No puedes creer, no existe el olvido mi amor
No existe...
Delirio, tremendo, ficción literaria
Secretos que fueron plegaria
Espejo maldito que al fin,
Duplico toda su vida
Andando las calles ajenas
De hombres que al fin le dan pena
Campanas en la noche
ruidos de melancolía
De esperar
Que esperar?
Esperar que ella vuelva
y le diga acá estoy mi amor
no existe el olvido,
acá estoy mi amor de vuelta
he vencido
Lo puedes creer, no existe el olvido mi amor
No existe...
@leodan5730
Me trae recuerdos de cuando cuidaba de mi hermana enferma de cancer, escuchaba esta cancion , me emborrachaba y no paraba de llorar. Ya no esta conmigo, saludo al cielo hermanita.
@shadimalpz1717
Ella está con vos, en otro plano, pero está a tu lado...
@sandravega6477
que triste historia, te mando un abrazo gigante!
@matiascabrera6748
Perdi a mi hermana en un tragico accidente, nos fascinaba este tema. Hacía tiempo que no lo escuchaba.
@elpelucasabe4531
A mi de mi mujer. Fue tres días después de la sesaria
@adrianbachieca9811
Lo siento mucho amigo...
@JirafitaDefinitiva
Es increíble, los argentinos tienen el mejor rock en español que hay!! Saludos desde Argentina
@axeltapia7209
Jajajajjakj
@diosesyuikolroliymininos651
@@axeltapia7209 ??
@axeltapia7209
@@diosesyuikolroliymininos651 "saludos desde Argentina" q tenía q explicar el chiste? Jajajaj