HAIM, la banda californiana formada por las hermanas Este, Danielle y Alana Haim, ha fascinado al mundo con su deslumbrante mezcla de rock, pop y R&B desde su nacimiento en 2007. Originarias del Valle de San Fernando, crecieron en una familia profundamente musical. Sus padres, mordidos por el mismo bicho melódico, formaban parte de una banda de covers llamada Rockinhaim, y fue ahí donde las integrantes futuras de HAIM dieron sus primeros pasos en el mundo de la música.
Con la ayuda de sus padres, Este, Danielle y Alana comenzaron a experimentar con instrumentos desde muy jóvenes. Danielle se inclinó hacia la guitarra y la batería, Este tomó el bajo, y Alana se convirtió en multiinstrumentista. Sus influencias iniciales abarcaron un amplio espectro que incluía desde Joni Mitchell y Fleetwood Mac hasta TLC y Destiny's Child. Esta combinación ecléctica sentó la base para el sonido único de HAIM.
En sus primeros años, el grupo se dedicó a tocar en pequeños clubes y escenarios locales, lo que les permitió pulir su talento y ganar una base de seguidores fiel. Su primer EP, Forever, lanzado en 2012, fue un éxito rotundo, obteniendo elogios de la crítica y capturando la atención del público gracias a su estilo fresco y su energía vibrante. Las canciones “Forever”, “Better Off”, y “Go Slow” destacaron por su autenticidad y su capacidad para evocar tanto nostalgia
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I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right down to an art
You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a regular original know-it-all
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
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That don't impress me much
So you got the brains, but have you got the touch?
Now, don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughta lock it
'Cause heaven forbid it should fall outta place
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're Brad Pitt
That don't impress me much
(Ah ah oh)
So you got the looks, but have you got the touch?
Now, don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much
You're one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
Make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your car good night
Now come on, baby, tell me, you must be joking, right?
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're special
Oh-oo-oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you've got a car
That don't impress me much
(Ah ah oh)
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch?
Now, now, don't get me wrong, yeah, I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm on those long
cold and lonely nights
That don't impress me much