The term Various Artists is used in the record industry when numerous singers and musicians collaborate on a song or collection of songs. Most often on Last.fm, compilation album tracks appear under the name of Various Artists erroneously because the individual artist is not listed in the album's ID3 information.
Compilation albums, for example.
Sometimes, single releases may be credited to Various Artists when their profits are going to charity and, usually in high-profile cases, are sometimes known by a group name. Examples include Band Aid with their releases of Do They Know It's Christmas? and USA for Africa with We Are The World.
Various Artists is also an actual performance name for Torsten Pröfrock, who runs the German DIN label. Torsten performs also as Dynamo, Erosion, Resilent, Traktor besides some others. He's a good friend of Robert Henke and since the Fall of 2004, he is a member of Monolake.
Various Artists was also a short-lived Bristol punk band formed by brothers Jonjo and Robin Key (originally from Birmingham). Other members were also simultaneously in Art Objects who went on to become The Blue Aeroplanes, the latter the Key brothers also co-wrote some songs and were involved in. When Various Artists imploded, the Key brothers went on to form Either / Or.
Various Artists also appear on tracks from musical theater soundtracks, due to the nature of having many cast members on one song, as well as an ensemble in some cases.
Historia de un amor
Various Artists Lyrics
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que termina en llanto, y no de alegría,
una historia sombría para mucha gente,
y en mi memoria está presente todos los días.
Era una vez un chico, Juan era su nombre,
su padre policía le daba lo que quería,
sin pensar que nada de eso se lo merecía.
Un día como tantos salió de su casa,
un rato a la plaza él se dirigía,
su mamá muy preocupada por lo que ocurría
porque sabía que su hijo a jugar no iba.
A la noche muy oscura salió con amigos,
supuestos compañeros, pero bien metidos
en el negocio que Juancito había planeado,
y ya confirmado el plan que tenían
en una confitería ellos se metieron.
Al personal de vigilancia ellos redujeron
y destrozaron todo lo que encontraban,
sin pensar que la policía afuera los esperaba.
Salieron del negocio y se sorprendieron,
y corrieron separados, esquivando balas,
uno de ellos se resbala y lo atraparon,
y ya se lo llevaron hacia el patrullero,
mientras otros corrían a Juan y su compañero.
El compañero cae, fue abatido,
y Juan aturdido seguía su rumbo,
con la plata en los bolsillos y en la mano un chumbo.
Disparando al oficial que lo perseguía
a su barrio muy veloz él se dirigía,
y derrepente, así de la nada
una bala en su cabeza terminó con su jugada.
Y cayó con mucha sangre en el piso,
quizás alguien quizo que ya no viva más.
"Este no jode más", murmuraba la gente,
pero algo diferente estaba a punto de pasar.
Llegó el oficial que lo había matado,
y muy cansado de tanto correr
miró al delincuente y no lo podía creer,
sorprendido, quedó al ver que...
era su hijo, era su hijo amado,
que ahora está muerto, su padre lo ha matado,
y el policía rompió a llorar,
"¡¡Perdoname hijo!!" se puso a gritar.
tirado en el suelo su arma tomó
y se disparó, un tiro en la cabeza,
y con tristeza, la gente miraba,
padre e hijo muertos, que mala pasada.
Este es un relato, uno de esos tantos,
que termina en llanto, y no de alegría,
una historia sombría para mucha gente,
y en mi memoria está presente todos los días.
The song "Historia de un amor" tells a tragic story of a young man named Juan who was dissatisfied with his life and became involved in crime. His father, a police officer, gave him everything he wanted without considering the consequences. One day, Juan and some friends carried out a violent robbery, but they were caught by the police. During the chase, Juan was shot and died. It was revealed that the police officer who shot him was his own father, who didn't recognize him in the darkness. The father was consumed with guilt and grief over killing his own son, and he ultimately committed suicide.
This heartbreaking story highlights the destructive effects of a lack of communication between parents and their children, as well as the potentially fatal consequences of getting involved in violent crime. The lyrics also address themes of regret, redemption, and forgiveness, as the father's remorseful reaction signals an awareness of the devastation caused by crime.
Line by Line Meaning
Este es un relato, uno de esos tantos,
This is a story, one of those many,
que termina en llanto, y no de alegría,
that ends in tears, not joy,
una historia sombría para mucha gente,
a gloomy tale for many people,
y en mi memoria está presente todos los días.
and it remains present in my memory every day.
Era una vez un chico, Juan era su nombre,
Once upon a time there was a boy, his name was Juan,
que estaba disconforme con lo que tenía,
who was dissatisfied with what he had,
su padre policía le daba lo que quería,
his police officer father gave him what he wanted,
sin pensar que nada de eso se lo merecía.
without realizing that he didn't deserve any of it.
Un día como tantos salió de su casa,
One day, like many others, he left his house,
un rato a la plaza él se dirigía,
heading towards the park for a while,
su mamá muy preocupada por lo que ocurría
his mother very worried about what was happening,
porque sabía que su hijo a jugar no iba.
knowing that her son wasn't going there to play.
A la noche muy oscura salió con amigos,
On a very dark night he went out with friends,
supuestos compañeros, pero bien metidos
alleged companions, but heavily involved
en el negocio que Juancito había planeado,
in the business that Juancito had planned
y ya confirmado el plan que tenían
and with their plan confirmed
en una confitería ellos se metieron.
they entered a confectionery.
Al personal de vigilancia ellos redujeron
They subdued the security personnel
y destrozaron todo lo que encontraban,
and destroyed everything they could find,
sin pensar que la policía afuera los esperaba.
without realizing that the police were waiting outside for them.
Salieron del negocio y se sorprendieron,
They left the store and were surprised,
y corrieron separados, esquivando balas,
and ran separately, dodging bullets,
uno de ellos se resbala y lo atraparon,
one of them slipped and was caught,
y ya se lo llevaron hacia el patrullero,
and they took him to the patrol car,
mientras otros corrían a Juan y su compañero.
while others were chasing Juan and his companion.
El compañero cae, fue abatido,
The companion fell, he was shot,
y Juan aturdido seguía su rumbo,
and Juan, dazed, kept going,
con la plata en los bolsillos y en la mano un chumbo.
with money in his pockets and a gun in his hand.
Disparando al oficial que lo perseguía
He shot at the officer who was pursuing him
a su barrio muy veloz él se dirigía,
he was heading to his neighborhood at high speed,
y derrepente, así de la nada
and suddenly, out of nowhere
una bala en su cabeza terminó con su jugada.
a bullet in his head ended his game.
Y cayó con mucha sangre en el piso,
He fell to the ground with a lot of blood,
quizás alguien quizo que ya no viva más.
perhaps someone wanted him dead.
"Este no jode más", murmuraba la gente,
"He won't bother anymore", murmured the people,
pero algo diferente estaba a punto de pasar.
but something different was about to happen.
Llegó el oficial que lo había matado,
The officer who had killed him arrived,
y muy cansado de tanto correr
and very tired from so much running
miró al delincuente y no lo podía creer,
he looked at the criminal and couldn't believe it,
sorprendido, quedó al ver que...
he was surprised to see that...
era su hijo, era su hijo amado,
it was his son, his beloved son,
que ahora está muerto, su padre lo ha matado,
who is now dead, killed by his own father,
y el policía rompió a llorar,
and the police officer burst into tears,
"¡¡Perdoname hijo!!" se puso a gritar.
"Forgive me, son!!" he shouted.
tirado en el suelo su arma tomó
lying on the ground, he took his gun
y se disparó, un tiro en la cabeza,
and shot himself in the head,
y con tristeza, la gente miraba,
and sadly, people watched,
padre e hijo muertos, que mala pasada.
father and son dead, what a bad turn of events.
Writer(s): Carlos Eleta Almaran
Contributed by Carter T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.