Sergent Garcia, a heavyweight in the European mestizo music scene, returns with his first full- length album in five years with the groundbreaking Una y Otra Vez (Time and Time Again). A pioneer in blending the fiery Caribbean sounds of salsa, reggae, ska and dancehall with a punk attitude and continental style, Sergent Garcia's latest musical adventure finds him traveling to Colombia to dive into what is currently the epicenter of some of the world's hottest sounds. Una y Otra Vez marks this former rocker's return to his independent roots with a renewed creative energy.
The physical CD is packaged in a 6-panel digipak with a 32 page booklet including lyrics, translations in 3 languages, and Sergent Garcia's stories about the songs. Purchase also includes immediate download of 14-track album in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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Now available for the very first time on vinyl, Sergent Garcia's acclaimed album "Una y Otra Vez" in scorching orange vinyl. We only have 70 copies of these so get them while they last!
One of Sergent Garcia's most exciting albums, "Una y Otra Vez" was nominated for the Latin Grammy when it was originally released in 2011.
Sergent Garcia, a heavyweight of European mestizo music, is a pioneer in blending the fiery Caribbean sounds of salsa, reggae, ska and dancehall with a punk attitude and continental style. "Una y Otra Vez" finds him traveling to Colombia to dive into the epicenter of one of the world's hottest music scenes.
Track Listing of the LP:
Side A
1. Una y otra veza
2. El baile del diablo
3. Mi son mi friend
4. Vasito de agua
5. Chacun son combat
Side B
1. Yo soy salsamuffin
2. Ojos innocentes
3. Même si
4. Acho bai bai
5. Bolero nuevo
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about
This is a song written by my friend Balbino Medellín. He wrote the song about my life and my struggles in music and society. This is a rock song, to bring back the memories of my days in alternative music.
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Es una canción de un amigo mío, Balbino Medellin. Él escribió la canción sobre mi vida, y mis luchas a través de la música y la sociedad. Esto es una canción rock, para recordar los años alternativos
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Un de mes amis, Balbino Medellin a écrit une chanson sur ma vie, mes batailles au travers de la musique et dans la société. C’est une chanson rock, pour se rappeler les années alternatives.
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lyrics
J’ai touché le ciel, j’ai laissé couler le sable
Le temps passe et il y a toujours, les mêmes amis à ma table
Il y a eu souvent des poings face à mes caresses
Mais je pardonne tous les faux frères, los traidores
Moi j’ai toujours combattu pour la même tribu
Les sans voix d’où qu’ils soient tous les frères de la rue
Punk rasta crête ou dreads, ça fait des années que je plaide
Et pour que j’m’arrête man, il faudra que t’attendes de m’voir dead
Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat
Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia
Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit
J’ai trainé ma dalle sur le sol rouge de l’Afrique
Rêveur illégal anachronique
Un triptyque animal et des balles qui s’invitent
Au dernier bal du Babylone trafic
Pourtant j’ai grandi sur les dalles d’un périphérique
J’ai chassé dans les halles des nazis nostalgiques
J’étais un cheyenne socialement dyslexique
A la police mentale je suis toujours alergique
Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat
Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia
Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
Ma millefa à moi c’est Tijuana, Santiago, Bogota
Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat
Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia
Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit
J’ai trainé mes ranjos, balançé mes sales vannes
Dans les bars de Manille, dans les barrios d’La Havane
Je pense à tous mes vatos quand j’ai le vague à l’âme
Mes pinches mareos, victimes du macadam
Pourtant j’ai fait gueuler la taule, j’ai criave du ciment
J’ai bien joue mon rôle sans jamais être un truand
J’ai trimé, j’ai dealé ma colère et mon sang
A des multinationales qui confondent l’art et l’argent
Aujourd’hui c’est chacun son combat
Chacun sa famille, chacun sa mafia
Ma millefa à moi c’est Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
Ma millefa à moi c’est le sourire d’un p’tit frère d’où qu’il soit
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Translation:
Today, everyone has their battles
Everyone their family, everyone their mafia
My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere
I touched the sky, I let the sand flow through my fingers
Time passes and still I have the same friends at my table
My caresses were often confronted with fists
But I have forgiven all my false friends, the traitors
I have always fought for the same tribe
The voiceless, who are all brothers in the street
Punk, rasta, or dreads, I’ve been pleading for years
And if you want me to stop, you’ll have to wait to see me dead
Today, everyone has their battles
Everyone their family, everyone their mafia
My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere
I dragged my weight on the red soil of Africa
An anachronistic illegal dreamer
An animal triptych and shot their way
At the last bullets of Babylon traffic
Yet I grew up on the streets of a ghetto
I hunted downtown new-style Nazis
I was a rebel, socially dyslexic
I am still allergic to the brainwashing police
Today, everyone has their battles
Everyone their family, everyone their mafia
My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
My turf is Tijuana, Santiago, Bogotá
Today, everyone has their battles
Everyone their family, everyone their mafia
My turf is Paris, Kingston, Kinshasa
My turf is the smile of a little brother anywhere
I dragged my boots, swinging my dirty valves
In the bars of Manilla, in the barrios of Havana
I think of all my gang when I’m feeling down
My damn sicknesses, victims of a concrete jungle
Yet I did my time, I ate concrete
I have played my role without being a thief
I toiled, I dealt my anger and blood
At multinational companies that confuse art and money
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