Their first album was edited in August 1997 and it was called "Una pila de vida". In this album Charly García participated in the song "Despiole generacional". In that year they played with Los Ratones Paranoicos in the festival Buenos Aires Vivo. The two promo songs for this album were "Casanova" y "Crónica Te Ve".
In 1998 they played supporting The Rolling Stones in their concert in River Plate Stadium, in Buenos Aires.
After ending their contract with Universal, they have edited their second album, called "Siempre libre" helped by Musimundo Records Company. Also in this album was Charly García collaborating in the track "Esa luz".
In 2001 they participated in the concert at Campo Argentino de Polo, with R.E.M. & Oasis. In this year they editated their third album with the name "Turfshow", which song "Loco un poco" was one of the most played that summer in Argentina.
Their fourth album "Para mi, para vos" was released in 2004 & the song "No se llama amor" was played everywhere giving them more popularity.
Para mí para vos
Turf Lyrics
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Para el bombero soy el incendio que no apago.
Para morir, nacer, crear, creer, salir, volver, tenes que entender.
Para que veas que soy paciente, voy a esperar.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
Para mi abuela, yo soy la muela que perdió el juicio.
Para mi vida, soy el enfermo y soy el doctor.
Ayer es hoy, mañana es mejor.
Lo que el dinero no va a comprar tiene más valor.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
Hay para mí....
Ya tenemos el tesoro nadie te lo va a sacar,
no pensar en el futuro porque no se va a acabar.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
Hay para mí, hay para vos, hay para él,
hay para todos los que quieran estar....
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos... yo sé que hay....
In "Para Mi Para Vos," Turf delivers a poetic meditation on the idea that everyone has their own unique perspective and experience in life. The opening lines, "Para cualquiera yo soy la entrega que nunca llega/Para el bombero soy el incendio que no apago" convey a sense of frustration with trying to meet everyone's expectations, as he sees himself as the perpetual letdown that can never fully satisfy anyone. However, he also recognizes that everyone brings their own lens to the table, as he says "Para mi abuela, yo soy la muela que perdió el juicio/Para mi vida, soy el enfermo y soy el doctor." In this metaphor, he implies that our identities are malleable, and we can see ourselves and others in multiple ways depending on the context.
The chorus emphasizes the inherent diversity of human experience, as he proclaims "Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás." Despite our differences, he believes that there is something for everyone to appreciate and enjoy in life. He goes on to suggest that finding this richness requires a certain level of understanding or enlightenment, as he says "Para morir, nacer, crear, creer, salir, volver, tenes que entender/Para que veas que soy paciente, voy a esperar." Ultimately, Turf seems to be advocating for a sense of openness and empathy, as he asserts that "Lo que el dinero no va a comprar tiene más valor." The intangible things, like compassion and understanding, are the most valuable currency of all.
Line by Line Meaning
Para cualquiera yo soy la entrega que nunca llega.
I am the promised delivery that never arrives for anyone.
Para el bombero soy el incendio que no apago.
I am the fire that the firefighter can’t extinguish.
Para morir, nacer, crear, creer, salir, volver, tenes que entender.
To die, to be born, to create, to believe, to leave and to return, you need to understand.
Para que veas que soy paciente, voy a esperar.
To prove to you that I am patient, I'm going to wait.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
There is something for me, for you, for him, and for everyone else.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
There is something for me, for you, for him, and for everyone else.
Para mi abuela, yo soy la muela que perdió el juicio.
To my grandmother, I am the tooth that lost its mind.
Para mi vida, soy el enfermo y soy el doctor.
In my life, I am both the patient and the doctor.
Para ser vos, ser yo, es si o es no.
To be you, to be me, it's either yes or no.
Ayer es hoy, mañana es mejor.
Yesterday is today, tomorrow is better.
Lo que el dinero no va a comprar tiene más valor.
What money can't buy is worth more.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
There is something for me, for you, for him, and for everyone else.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
There is something for me, for you, for him, and for everyone else.
Hay para mí....
There is something for me...
Ya tenemos el tesoro nadie te lo va a sacar,
We already have the treasure, no one will take it from you.
no pensar en el futuro porque no se va a acabar.
Don't worry about the future because it won't end.
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos los demás.
There is something for me, for you, for him, and for everyone else.
Hay para mí, hay para vos, hay para él,
There is something for me, for you, for him,
hay para todos los que quieran estar....
There is something for everyone who wants to be here...
Hay para mí, para vos, para él, para todos... yo sé que hay....
There is something for me, for you, for him, for everyone... I know there is...
Contributed by Jacob I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
saturn return
Que hitero era turf , un pila de vida y siempre libre fueron sus dos mejores albumnes , pero lo demas tambien fue muy bueno . Joaco siempre la tuvo clara haciendo musica .
Yanet gomez
Genios el mejor cd lejos 2016 y sigo escuchandolos!!!
Ariel Segovia
después de odisea este es su mejor disco... seguiré escuchando!
Ángelo López Mejías
manso disco, miles de años escuchándolo loco, aguante el concierto de Turf en Chile hoy!!!!!!
El Digno
uno de los mejores discos !!!!
Martín Peña
HERMOSO DISCO
Nico Moron
vivo perdido en este delirio,oh dios que sacrificio!!!!!
Matias Cordoba
Uno de los mejores discos del rock nacional
Hernán Javier Luna
bueh no exageres.
María Isabel Avila
¡A todo volúmen!