Estoy un poco ocupada estos días, cosas de tener proyectos paralelos, supongo >_<. Eso no me quita para seguir escuchando cositas.
Estoy enamorada del nuevo video que ha presentado Lady Gaga, de la mano del director Jonas Åkerlund. Me refiero al del tema Telephone, que interpreta junto a Beyoncé.
¿Qué es lo que más me ha gustado? Pues quizás haya sido la puesta en escena. Me encanta lo bizarro de sus cambios de vestuario, sus tacones, peinados y gafas extravagantes... está claro que quiere llamar la atención, y lo va a conseguir a base de bien. Me quedo también con esos guiños a Tarantino, Michael Jackson y Madonna. Quizás haya más, pero esos son los que más me han llamado la atención.
Quizás muchos lo vean como un video extraño, que enseña mucha chicha y poco más, y sí, quizás tengan su parte de razón. Pero a mi, desde luego, me ha dejado muy buen sabor de boca ;-)
Sin más, el video en cuestión:
Hello hello baby you called
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-Wha-What did you say,
Oh, you're breaking up on me
Sorry, I cannot hear you,
I'm kinda busy.
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy.
Just a second,
It's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with
A drink in my hand, eh
You shoulda made some plans with me,
You knew that I was free.
And now you won't stop calling me;
I'm kinda busy.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
[Beyonce:]
Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone
Won't make me leave no faster.
Put my coat on faster,
Leave my girls no faster.
I shoulda left my phone at home,
'Cause this is a disaster!
Callin' like a collector -
Sorry, I cannot answer!
Not that I don't like you,
I'm just at a party.
And I am sick and tired
Of my phone r-ringing.
[Beyonce:]
Sometimes I feel like
I live in Grand Central Station.
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,
'Cause I'll be dancin'.
'Cause I'll be dancin'
'Cause I'll be dancin'
Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cause I'll be dancin'!
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna think anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Stop callin', stop callin',
I don't wanna talk anymore!
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
I'm busy!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Stop telephonin' me!
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Can call all you want,
But there's no one home,
You're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
Call when you want,
But there's no one home,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
My telephone!
M-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm out in the club,
And I'm sippin' that bubb,
And you're not gonna reach my telephone!
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