Their first record, "República de Ciegos" was produced by Vernon Reid (Living Colour). On their third album, Pato Machete from Control Machete took over the vocal responsibilities, arguably with mixed results. He's no longer a member of Resorte.
Think
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De hidalgo en la T.V que mamadar paso
Sin huarache why memo
No sellevandalismo no es lo mismo
Si la vendemente de amarte a mearte
Yo prefiero no mirartengo cosquillas
Ya chingastepelaste why no pagaste
Think 4 yourself piensa por ti mismo
Blanco te entierranas
Verdes no las mosquitas que nos dan risa
De vez en cuandolor genitaloneando why puro ando
Erizo why no me quizo piensa poacuter ti mismo
The lyrics of Resorte's song "Think" delve into a critique of society and its faulty ways of thinking. The opening lines state "Blanco nos dieron del noventa y cincosario" which translates to "they gave us white in '95." This refers to the propaganda that was being fed to the public in 1995, represented by the color white. The following lines mention a person named Hidalgo on TV and a vulgar phrase, highlighting the shallow and superficial nature of media and pop culture.
The lyrics then take a turn towards social commentary, with lines like "Sin huarache why memo no sellevandalismo no es lo mismo" (without shoes and memo, not promoting vandalism is not the same thing). The song is urging individuals to think for themselves and not simply follow the crowd or the ideas being imposed on them by authority figures. The chorus proclaims "Think 4 yourself piensa por ti mismo" and later the line "piensa poacuter ti mismo" (think for yourself).
Line by Line Meaning
Blanco nos dieron del noventa y cinco rosario
We were given white skulls as a reminder of the martyrs of 1995 Zapatista uprising.
De hidalgo en la T.V que mamada pasó
On TV they said Hidalgo was a hero but that's bullshit
Sin huarache y memo no se vale vandalismo no es lo mismo
Vandalism isn't the same without a 'huarache' and memo.
Si la venden, miente, de amarte a odiarte
If they sell it, it's a lie, love becomes hate.
Yo prefiero no mirar, tengo cosquillas
I'd rather not look, I have butterflies in my stomach.
Ya chingaste, pelaste y no pagaste
You messed up, got caught and didn't pay.
Ojo al gato, no es barato, más al negro dinero
Watch out, it's not cheap, especially when it's black money.
Think for yourself, piensa por ti mismo
Don't be a follower, think independently.
Blanco te entierran, as
They bury you with white sheets.
Verdes no las mosquitas que nos dan risa
Green flies aren't funny.
De vez en cuando, dolor genital, oneando y puro ando
Occasionally, genital pain, wandering around and being pure.
Erizo y no me quiso, piensa por ti mismo
I'm like a porcupine, they didn't love me, think for yourself.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CURTIS MAYFIELD
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