In March 1993 the band added Santiago Campillo, Pascual Saura, Juan Otero and Iñigo Uribe, under the name 'El clan de los murciélagos', (clan of bats), which soon became 'M-Clan'. The band's sound was heavily influenced by Southern rock artists. The group currently consists of Carlos Tarque (vocals), J. Antonio Otero, Ricardo Ruipérez (guitar), Carlos Raya (guitar), Pascual Saura, and A. Climent 'Boli' (keyboard).
In 1999, the band released Usar y tirar that went platinum, leading to the release of their 2001 Unplugged album Sin enchufe. The band also released Sopa fría in 2004 under Warner Bros and Eastwest Records.
Filosofía Barata
M-Clan Lyrics
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no es Jueves santo
no es el amor
son tus encantos.
La pena máxima, sería no verte más
operación fracaso, a mi no me va
una mina como tú puede explotar
Piensa que mañana
hoy será ayer
filosofía barata no lo quieres ver
juegos de palabras.
Hablemos
de arte moderno
por que te quedes hoy
soportaría el infierno
A estas alturas no me quiero caer
por qué no me ayudas a escribir tu canción
salimos de dudas, salimos de aquí
no es literatura ni te hablo de dormir.
Piensa que mañana...
Pero la mañana llegó
y hoy es ayer
me desperté con resaca
y ese no es un nombre de mujer.
Piensa que mañana...
The lyrics of M-Clan's "Filosofia Barata" express the enamored feeling of the singer towards the person they are addressing. It starts off with the singer saying that it isn't Christmas nor Holy Thursday, nor love that they are enamored with, but rather it is the other person's charms that have captured their attention. The maximum pain the singer could face would be to never see this person again and they state that they can't fail when it comes to someone like them, as they want to be a veteran of Vietnam.
The song continues with a philosophical aspect, where the singer mentions that we should think about tomorrow, for today will become yesterday. They dismiss the concept of cheap philosophy and instead opt to play around with words. The singer tries to engage the other person in a conversation about modern art and says that they would endure hell just to be with them. They don't want to fall at this point in the relationship and they ask for the other person's help to write their song. The singer insists that they are not talking about literature or sleeping.
Finally, the song concludes with the reality of the situation. The morning arrives, and the singer realizes that the previous day is now gone. They mention that they wake up with a hangover, and that's not the name of the woman they are enamored with. The song ultimately ends in a way that leaves it open-ended.
Line by Line Meaning
No es Navidad
It isn't Christmas
no es Jueves santo
It isn't Holy Thursday
no es el amor
It isn't love
son tus encantos.
It's your charms
La pena máxima, sería no verte más
The worst pain would be not seeing you again
operación fracaso, a mi no me va
Operation failure, not my thing
una mina como tú puede explotar
A mine like you can explode
quiero ser un veterano de Vietnam.
I want to be a Vietnam veteran
Piensa que mañana
Think that tomorrow
hoy será ayer
Today will be yesterday
filosofía barata no lo quieres ver
You don't want to see cheap philosophy
juegos de palabras.
Word games
Hablemos
Let's talk
de arte moderno
About modern art
por que te quedes hoy
Because if you stay tonight
soportaría el infierno
I could endure hell
A estas alturas no me quiero caer
At this point I don't want to fall
por qué no me ayudas a escribir tu canción
Why don't you help me write your song
salimos de dudas, salimos de aquí
We get answers, we leave here
no es literatura ni te hablo de dormir.
It's not literature and I'm not talking about sleeping
Pero la mañana llegó
But the morning came
y hoy es ayer
And today is yesterday
me desperté con resaca
I woke up with a hangover
y ese no es un nombre de mujer.
And that's not a woman's name
Piensa que mañana...
Think that tomorrow...
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