Indieoma Interview
Hola amigos,
Its been a really busy a fantastic couple of months. I hope this post finds you doing well and getting ready for the end of the year.
I wanted to post this video interview I did for a website called Indieoma.com which features the latest in indipendent music and film.
http://indieoma.com/profiles/gustavo-alberto
Enjoy!
Love and music,
Gustavo
Be Young With Me Now
Dont worry about the will of time
The ghosts of our parents parents
Dont furrow your brow
Over the money, the jobs or the rent
Let your hair command you
Let your voice grow light
Shine where all the darkness gathers
Become the fiction you read
Command the waves of your seas
Be the wind for your sails
Let not the uncertainty of this
Ruin the pulchritude of this
Undeniable, undefinable present
Be young with me now
In hearts and fires
In snow and soul
In rain and love
In you and me
Gustavo on Rock y Roll Radio
Hope you are all doing well and enjoying the last days of summer.
I wanted to let you all know that I had the honor of co-hosting an episode of Rock y Roll Radio with my good friend Paul Saucido. Paul gave me the opportunity to select my own playlist of songs and artists that I love like Jumbo, Julieta Venegas, Porter, Mala Rodriguez and Arcade Fire.
You can check it out at www. diasmuertos. com/rrr
Love and music,
Gustavo
But Then Again (lyrics)
|
I dont know how the story goes I just wish somedays I could get to the end of it To find out if somewhere down the road How we turn and if we ever find our way home I know your out in this crazy town Going around, never ever thinking of me But under the same moon we lie And the stars they say burn brighter When your heart gives out It goes slow But we dont own the days I just wish that time would lift me up And it all comes down to hoping that someday We could still be friends But then again I wish that I could trick my heart To make it think its been six years intead of months Cause I'm living here down on lonely street In this room I hate and never ever been so sad I could spend my time living memories But I cant waste my time on something That dont love me back The world keeps turning and this heart of mine Is living winter blues in the summer time It goes slow But we dont own the days I just wish that time would lift me up And it all comes down to hoping that someday We could still be friends But then again |
IT
Rising up from a deep dark place
Creeping up slowly from the center of my pain
Up through my empty stomach and caving heart
Lifting through my clenched throat and dry mouth
Climbing up the back of my head and coming around
Where IT boils and sears my eyes
All the lights in my head turn off one by one
IT wants so badly to get out
“Let me go” IT says
“I know where they work”
“I know where they live”
“Let me out” IT pleads
“I can give you the sweetness”
“I can do what you can’t”
“Let me out or I’ll sit here and punish you”
Then IT clenches my fist and IT hits the wall
The bathroom towel dispenser
The book case
The refrigerator
IT says “see this could be their face”
“It could be their blood not yours”
“It could be their pain not ours”
“Let me go” IT whispers
“Let me go” IT coos
“No” I say “No!!!”
And I start to sing
Loud and hard and I drown IT out
I sing for everything I had and lost
I sing for everything I want
I sing for me and for you
I sing with all my heart
I sing for my life
I sing because it’s the only thing I have
Then finally IT leaves
Slipping back into the abyss
Down into the darkness of my pain
Now I can go on….
What Does It Matter?
The new day and the sunrise
The alarm clocks and groggy eyes
What does it matter?
The morning drive and the traffic jam
Morning talk radio and instant coffee
What does it matter?
When all that mattered doesn’t care
And all your matter is battered air
What does it matter?
When they still get to be alive
Never knowing you know what you do
What does it matter?
That she’s still in town
Making money, going out, making out
What does it matter?
That the rent checks bounced
That the contract will never come
What does it matter?
How many shows you play
Or how many songs you write
What does it matter?
That you don’t sleep at night
Staring at blinking lights and digital numbers
What does it matter?
The razor blade teddy bear
The cuddly cuts on your arms
What does it matter?
That this heart doesn’t stop
No matter how hard you try
What does it matter to you?
It only matters to me.
Indian Summer
Loneliness
Loneliness
The captain going down with his ship
The single mother after putting her kids to bed
The widow vacuuming her big house
The studio apartment
Microwave dinners for one
One pillow on a bed for two
The sound of your own voice
The last second before you sleep
The first second you wake up
Memories of memories
The ghosts of company and love
Unused chairs and empty cupboards
Heartache letters and suicide drafts
Runaway thoughts and high jacked desires
The sinking feelings of consciousness
In a world of unconsciousness
The wee small hours of the morning
Old photographs
Old love letters
Empty voicemails
Unanswered texts
The sound of no sound
Lonely whispered prayers
The Altar
Back, back in the places
Where I keep my sacred memories
I keep an altar to you
Its adorned with tulips and prom corsages
The gifts of anniversaries, birthdays and graduations
On its mantle sit the years of letters and verses filled
With words of longing, desire and passion
That if spoken again would burst into flames
Thousands of pictures some never taken or developed
Line its walls with the images and frames
Of love and friendship
Laughter and dreams
Of hello's and goodbyes
Of two children in love
Of two souls joined in time
Of two bodies entangled and enflamed
Nothing can destroy your altar
The way nothing can destroy my heart
No matter the rage and the anger
That try to break down its walls or sneak into my soul
Or the pain and sadness that try to flood it with the tears
Of the lost and left behind
In my heart
Back, back in the places
Where only my love can exist
I keep an altar to you
And me
Pretty Eyes On Big WIld Horses
La Cama de Clavos
|
En una cama de clavos me duermo Pero no sueño Siento Las memorias y los años que se enciman en mi Como los ladrillos rojos de mi casa vieja Y Siento miles de clavos enterandose en mi espalda Abriendo me el alma Repasando en mi cabaez todos los dolores De esta vida y las pasadas Que tocan mi puerta azul Y entran como viejos amigos con malas noticias Porque No hay que soñar en mi cama Porque los sueños no existen Se aplastan y se rompen Como globos que caín sobre El vidrio roto en las paredes De las casas viejas de familias invisibles Donde Padres y madres que no se aman Hijos que no se aprecian Las mascotas se olvidan Donde existen voces reprimidas y luzes apagadas Y Miles de llaves de agua rotas Sueltan gota por gota Lagrima por lagrima Que cain con la gravedad de las circunstancias Que suena como un martillo Martillando mas clavos En mi cama de dolor |
Its Easy (Song Lyrics)
This song is to the road trip. It was an idea I had before leaving to Austin TX for SXSW and on our way back from the festival my friends and I were caught in a sandstorm in New Mexico and we ended up staying for 4 hours at a truck stop trying to find things to do. Finally the sun went down and took the wind with it and we were able to make it back to LA by 5 in the morning. 19 hours straight of driving. Once back I finished the song and we are working on it in the studio. The line about Miss Missery is for Elliot Smith and the Bowl of Stars is for Adam Duritz.
Take the old car out
And lets go for a drive
Grab your shoes and tapes
And leave the rest behind
You can drive all day
And I’ll drive all night
Into the great unknown
And the long goodbye
Its easy
What do you know
Its so easy
To let it go
Its easy
What do you know
Oh OH
You can make the sun set
But I’m gonna make it rise
Past the Joshua trees
And the open skies
Through the dusty towns
That stay up all night
You got your head on me
And we’re making time
Sometimes you have to leave
What you could not find
Its easy
What do you know
Its so easy
To let it go
Its easy
What do you know
Oh OH
You can make the sun set
But I’m gonna make it rise
I’m gonna make it
It’s a big old world
But its ours for now
Miss misery plays
And we sing out loud
Under this bowl of stars
And this piece of ground
We make our way through time
Through the here and now
Its easy
What do you know
Its so easy
To let it go
Its easy
What do you know
Oh OH
You can make the sun set
But I’m gonna make it rise
I’m gonna make it
Shake It (Song Lyrics)
Shake it
See that it’s not broken
This wind up heart
Dropped so many times
It sometimes falls apart
Fix it
Turn the screws and open
Reach deep inside
In between the gears and levers
There’s a secret you can find
No one ever shows you how
No one ever shows you how
You’re running fast against the wind
You’re waiting for something to give
Burned down
With a spark of silence
In a tinder of lies
And everything we held so tightly
It burned on through the night
Now I’m
Standing over ashes
And a girl I knew
Under the morning blue sky
That shook my heart to know the truth
No one ever shows you how
No one ever shows you how
You’re running fast against the wind
You’re waiting for something to give
You’re running fast against the wind
You’re waiting for something to give
And it burned so bright
All those memories and sounds
Of eight years and ninety days
But I’m here
You’re running fast against the wind
You’re waiting for something to give
You’re running fast against the wind
You’re waiting for something to give
Strangled
A Letter to Circumstance
|
To Circumstance: You are no longer welcome here For I am no longer yours to have And I no longer bow to you I’ve seen what you do Preying upon the hearts of the lonely Upon weak spirited souls The walking dead The office jockeys The housewife The lawyer The doctor You know they can’t defend themselves So they become your victims Falling far from their own grace Like stones down a deep well I’ve seen your face Lying under your sweet cherub mask I found your serpent eyes and reptile heart I don’t hate you though For you test our wills and hearts You tempt us and we decide For you know what so many do not That you are only an illusion The purse left alone The smile from a co-worker The girl with too much to drink That is your biggest trick That you make us think that you made us decide That you didn’t give us a choice So we spend our lives in the dark Walking from circumstance to circumstance Collecting Karma and forgetting our faces But I know your game I know that you’re always around Waiting for me You know where to find me But I’m ahead of you For I’m going to find myself |
Lo Siento
Porque tengo una boca grande.
Pero un corazon enorme.
Porque las palabras siempre salen
Y no las podemos regresar
Solo nos queda una opcion
De quitarnos la armadura
Y decir
Lo siento
La Dedicacion
Let it Be Known
Let it be known
That I’m a nice guy
But I’ve been pushed to far to fast
Let it be known
That I’m sick of finishing last
Of being almost good enough
Of being a doormat
Let it be known
That I can be cruel and unkind
That I can set fires and pull triggers
Just as easy as they
Let it be known
That I’m not above anything
That I can stoop lower
Down into the depths of my rage
And emerge without mercy or compassion
Let it be known
That I’m sick and tired
Of the sick and tired
Let it be known
That I can burn bridges
With more grace than you
And you and you
Let it be known
That I can cause pain
That I can inject suffering
That I can suffocate
Mutilate, stab, run through
Pillage, torture, humiliate
Burn, kill and laugh
Let it be known
That this is just a poem
And I’m still a nice guy
Damn.
All Is Fair
They sit close together
Drinking wine sharing secrets
Spies, traitors, information
She waits for him to move
To take the weight off her soul
Borders, boundries, treaties
He waits for her to fall into him
He makes his intentions known
Trenches, soldiers, commands
She falls, they kiss and grope
Hands flurry minds go blank
Sirens sound, bombs fall, shelter
He takes her to his room
They tear each other apart
Mustard gas, napalm, machetes
He finishes inside her
And they lie together breathing
Prisoners, exectutions, torture
They dress shake hands and part ways
Thank you she says. He cant look her in the eye
Injured, casualties, innocent, children
She comes home
Hello she says
Death, ignorance, fury, revenge
What are you watching
"Just this documentary on war" I say.
Want to watch?
We kiss and let the tv talk.
Defeat, Surrender, Shame
No More Dreams...Please
I dont want to dream tonight
But If I have to dream
Let it be of buttons and lint
Let it be of fire hydrants and flag poles
The light bulb in the statue of liberty
The battery on the back of the energizer bunny
Let it be of umbrellas and snow hats
Let it be of floride or tooth paste
The marshmellow man
The women working the food stand
Let it be of anything
Except her.
