Single de la semana: Babyshambles- Delivery

Que Pete Doherty anda perdido en un planeta lejano, mugriento y tóxico, no quiere decir que no tenga ramalazos de genio.
Su próximo disco, me temo, va a ser muy acústico ("Last art of murder" así lo atestigua) pero se sigue sacando de la manga estribillos caóticos y melódicos de brillante y enérgico pop decadente.
Delivery supone un crossover entre The Kinks y su amigo de The Streets. Versos farfullados y estribillo marca de la casa, en una canción que sigue el patrón de Fuck Forever.
Barat sigue trabajando. Como solemos decir algunos, con medio disco de uno y medio de otro, tenemos de nuevo a The Libertines.

By, oh by, the way
Of an explanation
Cast adrift
Off the shores of Shotter’s Nation
I had a look in,
Cave my skull in like a prick
Oh now
What use am I to anyone?
Forlorn, frozen,
Beneath the summer
Don’t sing along
Or you’ll get what I’ve got, oh

Here comes a delivery
Straight from the heart of my misery
So, comes a delivery
Straight from the heart, to you.

Yeah you, now you, now you
You’ve finally left school
Oh what on earth
Do you intend to do?
See if you can,
Take the man, go round town
Where all your Skins, and Mod’s
You get together
Make pretend
It’s 1969 forever
Find a girl, have a drink,
Have a dance and play

The song that’ll deliver me
Straight from the harshness of misery
Cos this songs a delivery
Straight from the heart to you

Yes here comes a delivery
Straight from the heart of my misery
Oh that song that’ll deliver me
Straight from the heart, to you

So here comes a delivery
Straight from the heart of my misery
Here comes a delivery
Straight from the heart, to you