Random Thinking

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Random thinking first EP.

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released 16 August 2013

All songs written by Aurora Pérez Rodríguez except "Ídolos de Barro" and "Rumbo al Sur" by Ángel Pérez Rodríguez
Arrangements by Ángel Pérez Rodríguez

Vocals and rythm guitar by Aurora Pérez Rodríguez
Lead Guitar by Ángel Pérez Rodríguez

All vocal songs recorded Live and Mastered by Caco Refojo at PKO Studios (Madrid)

Ídolos de Barro (Mud Idols) and Rumbo al Sur (Heading South) recorded Live and Mastered by Joaquín Pizarro at Red Led Studios (Madrid)

Photo/Design by Adolfo Pahissa

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Random Thinking Spain

Acoustic duo formed in Spain by Aurora Pérez Rodríguez (lyrics and rythm guitar) and Ángel Pérez Rodríguez (Lead guitar).

Elegant acoustic sound influenced by folk, blues and country music

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Track Name: Sons of a new age
LYRICS AND MUSIC: AURORA PEREZ RODRIGUEZ
ARRANGEMENTS: ANGEL PEREZ RODRIGUEZ

I never felt that I belonged
To anyplace I´ve ever known
I´ll never be a possession
Of anyone in this world

I do write neither left nor right
Sure in my skin there is black and white
I don´t believe in guns
Not even when they shoot in the name of God

I´m talking about hope
I´m talking about love

Chorus->We´re young, we have lots of thing to face
But don´t strangle us with your chains
Don´t feed our souls with your hates
Cause we are sons of a new age
Parents, don´t teach your prejudgments
Cause we are born in a new age

I don´t follow vogues
Cause I don´t feel identified with thin and skinny dolls
I think truth ´s not a lie
Told by garrulous well-dressed guys

I would not die or kill for shields and kings
´cause life means much more than I could ever sing
I don´t live in the north, south, east or west
´Cause I´m a civic, a civic from the Earth

I´m talking about hope
I´m talking about love

We´re young, we have lots of thing to face
But don´t strangle us with your chains
Don´t feed our souls with your hates
Cause we are sons of a new age
Parents, don´t teach your prejudgment
Cause we are born in a new age

Solo

Chorus
Track Name: The end of the circle
LYRICS AND MUSIC: AURORA PEREZ RODRIGUEZ
ARRANGEMENTS: ANGEL PEREZ RODRIGUEZ

Show me this day, hold me this way,
I'm sure I'm ready

'Cause I can almost see the point where the ocean disappears
And the sky begins

It seems to be new but it repeats again and again,
Again and again
While I'm throwing away old clocks
And old hidden pains, yeah.

I begin to taste calmness flavour
This is my last hard dance my last station

Chorus->This time there is no returning
This time the day is quietly dawning
This time I have the feeling that it'll be funny
To look back 'cause
I thought that it would never end but
I've done it all and with the help of an anchor
I guess I've finally touched the end of the circle.

From up here both sides of the way are near
And there's no fear

I still have to walk on, but from the horizon
It doesn't matter what's yet to come

It seems to be new but it repeats again and again,
Again and again

The start's not the start, the end's not the end
'Cause it never dies, it only changes.

I begin to taste calmness flavour
This is my last hard dance my last station

Chorus

Solo

Show me this day, hold me this way,
I'm sure I'm ready.
Track Name: Rumbo al Sur ("Heading South"-Guitar Instrumental) - DOWNLOAD FREE
"Siempre que he perdido el camino la solución para mí es clara: Rumbo al sur"

"When i have lost my way, all i need to do is heading south"
Track Name: The woman dressed in black
LYRICS AND MUSIC: AURORA PEREZ RODRIGUEZ
ARRANGEMENTS: ANGEL PEREZ RODRIGUEZ

Once upon a time in 1941
There was a man who was enchanted by a girl dressed in black
Every Thursday night he went to see her singing, she was clapped.
She was the precious jewel of the “Moonlighting bar”.

What´s your name? he asked her one day
I can´t say it, I´m just allowed to play
He, he, he, he could never express
All the things he felt when he listened to her.

She sings in his mind a slow lullaby

Chorus->Black dressed woman
Night is made of velvet like her voice
Soft and slippery like oil
Decadent whisper in the night that´s fallen from a shooting star…
This was the girl dressed in black

One day it was raining a lot out in the street
The man was a little late, she probably was about to sing
He, he, he, he was in a hurry
But when he arrived no one was in the scenery

He never believed that she simply disappeared

Chorus

Solo

If you go to this place you´ll see an old man
Who´s always sit in a chair with a bottle in his hand
You´ll think he seems a beggar but he´s waiting in the bar
For a woman dressed in black that never came back.
Oh she never came back…
Track Name: Imagination (the Oniric song)
LYRICS AND MUSIC: AURORA PEREZ RODRIGUEZ
ARRANGEMENTS: ANGEL PEREZ RODRIGUEZ

Fever is filling my head, I'm delirious
My mind´s escaping forcing its way through my head's bones
My eyes are closed but still can see and my lungs breathe
My own conscience is running out through my skin

When suddenly a wind blows and opens a hidden door
I see kind monsters and fat dancing gods
Waterfalls around me
Are trying to invite me to enjoy this…

Sweet imagination
Invented salvation
Oh my nice liberation
Don´t take me back to a daily situation

Can you transfigure into a dragonfly?
Have you ever tried to stand into fire?
I am starting my own hibernate
Running away from every earthly place…

When suddenly a wind blows and makes a wall fall
My feet walk over a transparent floor
My ears are listening to a slow and mysterious song
That tries to invite me to enjoy this…

Sweet imagination
Invented salvation
Oh my nice liberation
Don´t take me back to a daily situation

Oh my nice liberation
Don´t take me back to a daily situation
Track Name: Ídolos de Barro ("Mud Idols" - Guitar Instrumental)
Personas o personajes (reales o imaginarios) que son tan poco importantes que se "derriten" como el barro con el agua.
Idolos creados en base a lo que se dice de ellos, que al final no valen nada. Ante las más insignificantes "pruebas"
se deshacen como el barro. Valen poco o son inventadas sus virtudes.

"Dedicated to those people or things that are nothing but false idols, whose values and real worth melt like mud in the rain when looked carefully."