Sip, es Jueves lo cual significa que el fin de semana está a la vuelta de la esquina! ¿alguien ya tiene planes? the Rhythm Method o “thrhythmmthd” es un experimento conformado por Ronnie Barker y Dennis Waterman, que musicalmente logran evocar los grandes momentos de Mike Skinner con The Streets, con elementos de los Pet Shop Boys y el groove de Elton John.
the Rhythm Method nace en el 2016 como consecuencia del despido laboral de Roonie Barker, así que tras entrar en crisis, depresión y replantear su vida, comenzó a escribir canciones y producir sonidos en el Garageband de su iPad… y cuando mezclo todo y lo subió a Soundcloud se dió cuenta de que tal vez, había conseguido un nuevo trabajo.
Y es que pese a su inocencia, ‘Something For The Weekend’ es la canción con la que muchos nos imaginamos ya, destapando las primeras cervatanas del fin de semana… ¡salud!
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I thought she said she liked me but it didn’t make much sense
Her English was the Queen’s but her kiss was perfect French
Got that Netherlands bravery but it’s not good for the patience
She said she’d take me to the cellar but I think she meant the basement
Fashionably late to the party politics
It was for people like us, the sad lads in the sticks
She likes our Commons touch but she’s destined for the Lords
Be my Cherie Blair, I’ll be your Cherie Amour
Oh, we could take care of each other
If you understand, my love
Why do we run scared of each other?
It’s a message from above
Things can only get bitter
The accumulator winners, the yellow-label dinners and the original sinners
I’ve got no place to go, I’m George Best-in-show
Dirty deeding, Oliver Reed-ing, and when I get that feeling
I hope tonight never ends but I hope one day it does
‘Cause now the weekend warriors, they’re worrying about us
Next-to-nothing, twenty-something, the room it starts to spin
Just when I thought I was out, she pulls me back in
Oh, we could take care of each other
If you understand, my love
Why do we run scared of each other?
It’s a message from above
There’s this pain in my heart I’ve been nursing
For the night, she is cool, full of hope, end of heartache
Everybody’s suffering
Now the lights come on, and I think I might be cooked
Welcome to the Peter Pan generation and we’re all Captain Hooked
Notoriety, anxiety, she’s waiting on her car
Society feels small but we’re all having it large
Oh, we could take care of each other
If you understand, my love
Why do we run scared of each other?
It’s a message from above