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summer is over. Forever.

Good night all. I know I echábais less. The truth is that no wonder: there are few who speak as well and as badly as me. Hm.

Today's topic is "summer song." And say "What nonsense, we are almost in December, the summer is over long ago." Yes, indeed. And in fact, a lie to be talking about the song of the summer. In fact, some of the songs that I speak are relatively current ... But all have one thing in common: they bring back summer. How can that be? Does are so good that make a metaphorical sun-shine hope into our hearts again? Are we going to make us feel like we're in a bar in the sun with a cold drink in hand?

No. So we are going to remember the summer is because they are stupid. Plain and simple. His lyrics are so completely gilipollescas that are worthy of a summer song, and if we were transported to a site will not be the beach bar, but a flag of aphasia, and that lucky.
This summer, of course, has been telita about music. And I also really like to dwell too much ... so to:

PIT-BULL: I Know You Want Me.

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. Really. This man is ... is ... in fact, the human throat can not make sounds to express disgust me. But anyway, that you get in position, I transcribe the lyrics in all its putrid glory
"one, two, three, four, one, two, three, four ... I know you want me, you know I wantcha ".
's it. Yes, that's all. Or at least I think (I've never endured a whole). The video cause nausea even to someone who has done oral sex with Marujita Diaz and Jose Manuel Parada at once: a pimp with no attractive neighborhood and a pair of big tits mindless. Come on, that only Dinio needed to complete the picture.
Sometimes I wish someone comes to get a video of this kind (preferably East) in a capsule and launch it into space. So there is a small chance that a super advanced alien race would find out and, for our own good, decided to destroy us. That would be a better situation than this guy supposed to exist.
By the way, I think it has released a new single, which uses a sample from another song. I have nothing against it. But still, it would kill him. Kill him with a teaspoon.

Alejandro Sanz, Alicia Keys: Looking for paradise.

In writing the previous paragraph I thought I was pouring a lot of bile on someone that after all we forgotten in a month or two. I thought "eh, what you're leaving to the really important?". And then I remembered that is Alejandro Sanz. Needless to hate kept inside when it comes to Alejandro Sanz: the mere mention of his name recharge instantly hate my glands. Years ago, when I was in school yet, was when this man was "big"-note the inverted commas, because the poor is a key chain. I do not know what cock is burning to get caught, because of course it is difficult to discover some nice feature. Sings like a fucking cockles (And nobody denies this, please), has absolutely no originality at all, and is a complete idiot. Of course, teenagers, or who they were when he lived his moment of glory, may scream and throw their bras as far as you want, but this guy is really ugly. Seriously, it is. If you're thinking now that it is not, I suggest you think again. Already? Still convinced that Alejandro Sanz @ is sexy? Congratulations, you are one of the reasons why those aliens who spoke before destroy us all.
Every time this man gets a hard turns my stomach. Then again sink into the mud which had gone out, and always prayer, or would read if it was not a convinced atheist, to be the last time you have to see his mug of self-satisfied bastard that estate scam.
But no. Always rises again, like one of those periodic diseases. If the English music scene is one of those poor half-starved children who take on the TV every time they want something, Alejandro Sanz discs are the flies that you pose throughout the body and put him in the mouth and nose. Say you are not to blame for their current state, but do not contribute to make the image more beautiful, much less.
addition there is another reason to hate him: "Torture," the song he did with my old friend "The Chaqui." Refresquémonos memory: "yooOOOsequenohesidounsaaanto." That. With the cover Chaqui fuel oil on the ground writhing.
Well, one more reason to hate him: from a few months ago, there were videos of alleged music stars saying what it was for them to paradise. Paulina Rubio deserve special mention, for which the burn paradise includes the camera lens and our retinas , Iker Casillas, who dazzles us with intellectual and philosophical ambitions (is it about not having dealt with as a person pulirte ) or SinCuello Martin, reveals the fortune cookie that is inside . Some wondered why he had these "stars" and many others to look for something that the best is a rhetorical figure and at worst a scam for gullible, and post their ravings on the network. Yes, it was Alejandro Sanz. Apparently, to revive his sagging career has done what any good parasite would do: brag about friends. All those videos can be taken as a whole a statement like "hey, look, I have famous friends, even molo!".
The world trembled. A new song by Alejandro Sanz lurking around the corner. And came. Go if you came. And Alicia Keys's hand (and I will elaborate on it at some point).
And the end result is ... for what could be expected. An absolute crap. Although not listen to Alejandro Sanz price saying "mai sister," not worth enduring the torment of a song which is essentially something like "yoooo song for someone like túuuu alguieeeeen ... ... like I'm singing for somebodyyy mai sister you ... ooooooo ...".
These are the moments I'm glad that people have nuclear weapons are busy thinking about where to shoot them instead of watching music video channels. If I had a small red button in to put "detonated the world" by seeing this video, I would be hard pressed not.
Finally, Alejandro Sanz. If World War III, I hope all your records are destroyed it. Of Indeed, I suspect that if the war starts, because any country will eventually be fed up and invade all the other countries to destroy all copies of all records that are next to Alejandro Sanz.

The Pussycat Dolls - I hate this part

guess you know these ladies. Basically they are famous for ... by ... well, because they are good and are together, to benefit from "animated effect." Such groups are formed according to the misconception that six or seven people with a meager artistic talent can form a group which in total is as a person with talent. Big mistake. His first success was that stupid of "Don'tcha" essentially and quick translation, he was saying something like "suck it and that's why we launched a disc)."
is an effect known as, in the American market, any "hot teen" coming out goes through slut Stage to become famous and then have your Virgin Time, and then to its mature stage (which is essentially when someone younger comes and / or more tits-both in number and in quantity, to the fore). These ladies (hmph) have drunk (hmph!) of his time slut from the start, and indeed its very raison d'etre is to be something like a slutty version of Ninja Turtles (each with its look). We see that in his record have thought that they can use to make pasta in the same market that becomes asshole with the Jonas Brothers and have decided to release a single "Virgin." The funny thing is that, intentionally or not, a near-perfect collection of topicazos TOO Video "sensitive girl" in history. I will list first, and then I leave the link of the video, so you can see I did not invent anything:

1. windblown petals. Piano
2. rather desert with dead tree next door.
3. Whites roll on Ibiza. Wind
4. turning the pages of a book lying on the ground. Plans
5. unfocused and hair floating nearby.
6. Cervatillo.
7. Atardecer.
8. Cara de Putilla Triste (tm)
9. Carretera de arena desierta.
10. Tumbada en el suelo acariciándose el pelo, colega acariciando al cervatillo.
11. Todas caminando hacia la cámara en formación, dando caderazos (sí, este es un cliché de los Vídeos Putilla, pero es que se les debió escapar).
12. Dunas melancólicas.
13. Descalza en la arena.
14. Coreografía Putilla (tm) en la arena del desierto. Vale, esta también se les escapó, pero es que la cabra tira al monte cosa fina.
15. MARIPOSAS. En serio.

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Awesome. Really. It would be comical if it were not so tragic. I love them escape putoncillo sad faces, hehe.

The Black Eyed Peas-I 've got a feeling.

Yes, I corrected the syntax of the title, because to me, I'm not a native Anglophone, I hurt.
How long does this song? YouTube says, 5 minutes (second top, second down). Well, this video would mourn excitement to Einstein, it could be the perfect example of relative perception of time. Five minutes of video that are like a lifetime of work in a ministry of a republic in Eastern Europe, sitting at a dirty table with a stack of papers bored, seeing people with gray gray problems, a lifetime of living alone and heating pre-cooked dinners in the microwave, a lifetime of sleeping only on a mattress you inherited or found in the street. It is this video. A being capable of inflicting endless misery and pain in just five minutes. And no-or only-for video content, which has been something that we are very accustomed USA: parties with people who suddenly moves in slow motion without much reason. It is rather by the fact that they are 4 notes repeat all the time, or because the bill is the dumbest thing FROM ANA OBREGON. Mancillaré not putting this sacred blog here, so I leave that I arriesguéis you all alone. Yes, I summarize: "I have a feeling, wooohooo, that tonight is the night, I have money, gastémoslo, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let, let (repeat until your throat explodes) ".
Ugh.


And here. It could also comment on the new Fito (do not know what about counting to ten) that I say that is because they put the new lot, not because it is able to distinguish it from any of his other songs, but I will not sleep. Another candidate was "Hands in the Air" by my friend Nelly Furtado, but honestly, I think the video is worth seeing once. I love especially how to act like, "look how angry I am," and the fact that it takes air between phrases so loud that if you look is all you hear.

By the way, if anyone gets the outtakes of the video last Chaqui me to pass. It has had to take so many kicks to the face, until I'm almost willing to see. Short

and out.