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)
Sábados Blancos
Los Tipitos Lyrics
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dejamos un patio con hojas en el otro invierno,
hablamos palabras, historias que no nos sabían,
mojamos el parche, la alfombra y el rincón del nido.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
y hacerlo de horas, de días,
de sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
La cara de toda la gente que nos cruzamos,
el mar que nos puso en los ojos aquella herida,
el filo de muertes posibles, un golpe en la cabeza,
la vida, las piedras redondas, el lugar que nos gustó.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
y hacerlo de horas de días,
de sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
ahí en la ciudad.
Sangre en la tarde, blanco en el corazón
Y aunque nada sea eterno, tengamos la fiesta igual
Y vamos a emborrachar, vamos a reventar
Esta noche mi amor.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad.
The lyrics of Los Tipitos' song "Sábados Blancos" describe a group of friends from a small neighborhood who spent time together talking, listening to music, and enjoying life. They mention their surroundings, from the patio with leaves from the past winter, to the streets and the sea, to the possible deaths they could face. Despite all of this, they wanted to experience love, to feel it with intensity and passion through long hours and days and white Saturdays. The song is seemingly about the fleeting nature of life, the desire for love and connection, and the search for meaning in a world that can often feel chaotic and unpredictable.
The use of imagery in the lyrics of "Sábados Blancos" is powerful, as it paints a vivid picture of the environment and mood of the song. The use of "cables" and "latas" as metaphors for communication and connection is striking and helps to convey the idea that even in an area that may not have many resources, people still find ways to connect and share stories. The repetition of the desire to "see" and "touch" love adds to the intense desire the singer feels towards finding love, and the repeated mentions of Saturdays provide the song with a sense of hope and longing for something more in life.
Overall, "Sábados Blancos" is a poignant and relatable song about the human experience of seeking love and connection in a world that can be harsh and unforgiving.
Line by Line Meaning
Callamos en cables, en latas, en una barriada,
We stayed silent in cramped places, surrounded by poverty, and only went outside to find a small patch of green amid the winter. We spoke words and shared stories that we weren't sure we knew or understood, and we got lost in the damp corners of our private space.
Dejamos un patio con hojas en el otro invierno,
We abandoned a backyard full of leaves in a previous winter, a place that used to bring us joy and respite from the harsh reality outside.
Hablamos palabras, historias que no nos sabían,
We spoke words, stories that we were not familiar with, as if trying to find meaning in our mundane existence.
Mojamos el parche, la alfombra y el rincón del nido.
We soaked the drumhead, the carpet, and the little corner of our home that we called our sanctuary.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo y hacerlo de horas, de días, de sábados blancos y volver a perdernos ahí en la ciudad.
We longed to experience love, to feel it and make it a part of our daily lives, our weekends full of joy and adventure, getting lost in the city where we belonged.
La cara de toda la gente que nos cruzamos, el mar que nos puso en los ojos aquella herida, el filo de muertes posibles, un golpe en la cabeza, la vida, las piedras redondas, el lugar que nos gustó.
We could remember every face of every person we met, the pain that the sea put in our eyes, the danger of possible deaths, the times we were hit, the circular stones along the way, and the places that we found ourselves drawn to.
Sangre en la tarde, blanco en el corazón Y aunque nada sea eterno, tengamos la fiesta igual Y vamos a emborrachar, vamos a reventar Esta noche mi amor.
We might have had difficult and painful experiences, but despite that, we were going to party and enjoy life without limit, drinking and letting loose, indulging in pleasure and joy.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo Y hacerlo de horas de días, De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos Ahí en la ciudad.
Our longing for love was so intense that we wanted to touch it, to make it a part of our lives, and spend our weekends wrapped in the joy of being lost in the city.
Contributed by Vivian S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Camila Acosta
Callamos en cables, en latas, en una barriada
Dejamos un patio con hojas en el otro invierno
Hablamos palabras, historias que no nos sabían
Mojamos el parche, la alfombra y el rincón del nido
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad
La cara de toda la gente que nos cruzamos
El mar que nos puso en los ojos aquella herida
El filo de muertes posibles, un golpe en la cabeza
La vida, las piedras redondas, el lugar que nos gustó.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad.
Sangre en la tarde, blanco en el corazón
Y aunque nada sea eterno, tengamos la fiesta igual
Y vamos a emborrachar, vamos a reventar
Esta noche, mi amor.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad.
Camila Acosta
Callamos en cables, en latas, en una barriada
Dejamos un patio con hojas en el otro invierno
Hablamos palabras, historias que no nos sabían
Mojamos el parche, la alfombra y el rincón del nido
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad
La cara de toda la gente que nos cruzamos
El mar que nos puso en los ojos aquella herida
El filo de muertes posibles, un golpe en la cabeza
La vida, las piedras redondas, el lugar que nos gustó.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad.
Sangre en la tarde, blanco en el corazón
Y aunque nada sea eterno, tengamos la fiesta igual
Y vamos a emborrachar, vamos a reventar
Esta noche, mi amor.
Quisimos ver el amor, quisimos tocarlo
Y hacerlo de horas de días,
De sábados blancos y volver a perdernos
Ahí en la ciudad.
Elisabet Vizoso
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02:50 La mejor parte del tema, con cambio completo de tono:
"Y aunque nada sea eterno, tengamos la fiesta igual
Y vamos a emborrachar, vamos a reventar
Esta noche, mi amor."
tanossgti
312% de melancolía genera este tema
Juan Carlos Costieri
Soy un niño de 13 años soy el único entre mis amigos ya la mayoría de jóvenes que le gusta el rock and roll heredé los gustos de mi padre la música del siglo 19’ y las máquinas arcades el resto escucha trap y reggaetón .__.
Post:estoy Justo ahora en un sillón y en el patio hay un patio con adolescentes escuchando cumbia y yo aquí escuchando estos temazos BV
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Yo tengo 68 podría ser tu sbuelo y también me emociona y me encanta este tema. Ojalá que dios me de vida para enseñarle el camino a mis nietos que tienen 7 y 4 añitos.
Mariano Quiñonez
capo
Jordan Emanuel
el trap y reggaeton para las fiestas ,el rock and roll para la vida ;)
Griselda Sayago
Nunca me voy a cansar de escuchar este temazooo 👌
Sergio Rosales
Y aunque nada sea eterno tengamos la fiesta igual.
Y vamos a enborrachar vamos a reventar esta noche mi amor!!!
Quisimos ver el amor , quisimos tocarlo!!!❤