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09 de abril de 2007 12:23

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  • Papa Roach es comparado por los críticos con Limp Bizkit por su estilo musical, el cual combina la potencia del metal con algunos toques de rap y hip-hop, además de acordes de guitarra propios del hard core.

    Sin embargo, esta comparación es nula en el rubro de las letras, pues mientras la banda que liderea Fred Durst se aboca a temas irreverentes y hasta cierto punto de nulo contenido, Papa Roach alza su voz con protestas al mal gobierno, la política, la familia y los medios de comunicación.

    El grupo está integrado por Coby Dick, Jerry Horton, Dave Buckner y Tobin Esperance, quienes iniciaron siendo unos adolescentes en 1993. En aquel entonces se presentaban en pizzerías, bares y otros foros pequeños de diversas ciudades del estado de California.

    Debido al gran sonido y energía que derrochan sobre el escenario ascendieron rápidamente, al grado de ser el grupo principal en lugares como el CACTUS CLUB en San José, CATTLE CLUB en Sacramento y en el BERKELEY SQUARE en Berkeley.

    Gracias a la calidad y virtuosismo con el que manejan sus instrumentos, han sido invitados a abrir los conciertos de bandas como Deftones, Incubus, Snot, Far, Human Waste Project, Downset, Fu Manchu, Sevendust y Powerman 5000.

    La primera grabación del grupo fue un "E.P." titulado "Potatoes for christmas", posteriomente lanzaron al mercado una segunda producción bajo el título de "Caca bonita".

    En 1996, PAPA ROACH tuvo que hacer unos cuántos cambios, necesarios para alcanzar el siguiente nivel. Primero reemplazaron al bajista Will James y en su lugar se quedó Tobin Esperance de sólo 16 años quien siguió a PAPA ROACH desde que él tenía 13 años; Y por último, contrataron a un manager (Bret Bair) para que los ayudara a calendarizar sus presentaciones, promociones y merchandising.

    La popularidad que el grupo había obtenido y con sólo 700 dólares, dieron forma a un disco de larga duración titulado "Old friends from young years" en febrero de 1997. Este material discográfico los llevó a ser ídolos de gran cantidad de adolescentes y a ser llamado por el grupo Suicidal Tendences para ser sus teloneros.

    Enseguida, PAPA ROACH llegó a los ojos y oídos de los promotores más destacados del ámbito musical y a partir de ese momento fueron tomados en cuenta para participar en conciertos a nivel nacional.

    En abril de 1998 grabaron un E.P. de 5 tracks llamado "5 Tracks Deep", del cuál vendieron 1000 copias en la primera semana de su lanzamiento. Es precisamente en este CD que PAPA ROACH demuestra su evolución letrística y musical.

    Bajo la batuta de su manager Bret Bair, Papa Roach logró firmar un contrato con la disquera Dreamwork Records, con la que grabaron el CD "Infest", y que gozó de mayor distribución y difusión.

    De esta producción se deprenden temas como: "Broken Home", "Last Resort", Dead Cell", "Between Angels and Insects" y "Blood Brothers".

    Con el album ‘Infest’, Papa Roach ha alcanzado las 4.5 millones de copias a nivel mundial, siendo México el quinto lugar de ventas más altas.

    BROKEN HOME

    I can’t seem to fight these feelings
    I’m caught in the middle of this
    My wounds are not healing
    I’m stuck in between my parents
    I wish I had someone to confide in
    I just want to know the truth
    I just want to know the truth
    Broken home
    All alone
    I know my mother loves me
    But does my father even care
    If I’m sad or angry
    You were never ever there
    When I needed you
    I hope you regret what you did
    I think I know the truth
    Your father did the same to you
    I’m crying day and night now
    What is wrong with me
    I cannot fight now
    I feel like a weak link
    Push it back inside
    It feels bad to be alone
    Crying by yourself, living in a broken home
    How could I tellit so all y’all could feel it
    Depression strikes hard like my old earth
    Would tell it
    To me, her son, she told me I’m the one
    Pain bottled up about to blow like a gun stories
    that I tell are nonfiction
    And you can’t take it back
    Cause it’s already done
    Broken Home


    LAST RESORT

    Cut my life into pieces
    I’ve reached my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
    Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
    Do you even care if I die bleeding
    Would it be wrong,, would it be right
    If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might
    Mutilation out of sight and I’m contemplating suicide
    Chorus:
    ‘Cause I’m losing my sight, losing my mind
    Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
    Nothing’s alright, nothing is fine
    I’m running and I’m crying
    I never realices I was spread too thin
    Till it was too late and I was empty within
    Hungry, feeding on chaos and living in sin
    Downward spiral, where do I begin
    It all started when I lost my mother
    No love for myself and no love for another
    Searching to find a love upon a higher level
    Finding nothing but questions and devils
    Repeat chorus
    I can’t go on living this way
    Repeat first verse
    Chorus



    INFEST

    My name's Coby Dick
    Mr. Dick if your nasty
    Rock a mic with a voice that's raspy
    'Cause I'm poetic in my operations
    My God given talent is to rock all the nations

    Infest, the theory of my first manifesto
    Push ya wig back with my Lyrical pistol
    Blow now Papa Roach is on your mental
    Bangin' like your head piece
    it's just that simple
    Cock back and unleash with my physical
    Wrap you in my thoughts
    and become indivisble

    Centrifugal forces individuals into my mind
    As we rock into ritual

    PRE-CHORUS:
    You better do just what we say
    And if you don't then you'll pay

    CHORUS:
    We're going to infest
    We're getting in your head
    What is wrong with the world today
    The government, media, or your family

    Now, that i got your attention
    Did I forget to mention
    All the head we be INFESTING
    Hope ya'll people learn your leason
    'Cause the game of life is crazy
    Got all the people guessin'
    What is wrong with the world today
    The government, media, or your family
    Would you cry if i died today
    I think it you be better if you did not say

    PRE-CHORUS
    CHORUS

    First, they shackle your feet
    Then they stand you in a line
    Then they beat you like meat
    Then they grab you by your mind

    We will infest, die like the rest
    People are the problem today

    CHORUS.



    THROWN AWAY

    I kill the rhyme again
    I'm coming sick and on time again
    Words manifest from deep inside where people hide within
    It's chemical unbalanced on the triple beam, what?
    Fuck what you heard it's about what I seen
    I seen it happen back hand brand to face smackin
    Definite disorder now his mindset is blackened
    The doctors say he got the brain of a murderer
    This rugged style steals your brain

    CHORUS
    My heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass
    It's not receding and my body's going numb
    A bad trip child rolling stoned keeping high
    He don't know what he's doing he just keep getting by
    Thrown away
    I want to be thrown away

    He's born sick nothing in his hands but his dick
    He couldn't handle pressure he couldn't handle shit
    For the life he was leading led him down the wrong path
    Where guns blast don't give a shit about the gods wrath
    Don't want to talk to the counselor Doctor
    To tell'em what real to tell'em what's proper
    The situations unclear like gray and I know it gets worse
    everyday

    CHORUS

    My heart is bleeding and this pain will not pass
    It's not receding and my body's going numb
    A bad trip child rolling stoned keeping high
    He don't know what he's doing he just keep getting by way
    Thrown away
    I want to be thrown away

    I am a mess I've made a huge mess I can't control myself
    I'm losing it I've lost it I've spilt all my marbles
    (AAAAAHHHHH!)

    cause I see you inside of me sometimes I want to be thrown away
    cause I see you inside of me sometimes I want to be thrown away
    a hyper spaz and that is me sometimes I want to be thrown away
    Thrown Away! Thrown Away! Thrown Away! Thrown Away!
    Thrown Away! Thrown Away! Thrown Away! Thrown Away!
    Voices in my head, voices in my head
    Don't tell me to do it cause I will, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
    Don't tell me to do it cause I will, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
    Last Remain! Last Remain! Last Remain!