En los soleados vecindarios de Long Beach, California, nació una banda única que dejaría una marca indeleble en la música. Sublime se formó en 1988, fusionando el punk rock y el reggae para crear un sonido distintivo y rompedor. La banda estaba compuesta por Bradley Nowell en la guitarra y voz, Eric Wilson en el bajo y Bud Gaugh en la batería.
Desde sus humildes inicios tocando en fiestas y bares locales, Sublime rápidamente comenzó a ganar seguidores gracias a su energía inigualable y letras provocadoras.
La música de Sublime es una mezcla ecléctica de diversos géneros, incluyendo ska, reggae, punk y hip-hop. Sus letras a menudo abordan temas como el amor, las drogas, el racismo y la vida callejera en una ciudad costera de California.
Sublime se distinguía por la habilidad única de Bradley Nowell para mezclar géneros aparentemente dispares en canciones que eran tanto melódicas como llenas de actitud. Esto les permitió conectar con una amplia gama de oyentes y crear una base de fans diversa y dedicada.
El primer álbum de estudio de la banda, "40oz. to Freedom" (1992), fue lanzado bajo el sello independiente Skunk Records. Este trabajo inicialmente pasó desapercibido pero ganó tracción con singles como "Smoke Two Joints" y "Badfish".
En 1994, Sublime lanzó su segundo álbum, "Robbin' the Hood". Aunque este disco no tuvo un impacto comercial significativo en su momento, sigue siendo una joya cult,
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She's got a knack for hurting me
Is it the words she says
The only thing that keeps me here
Are her eyes in the morning
I've packed my things a thousand times, ooh
And I've faked believe all her lies, for the last time
The other day I drew myself a map
So I could figure out your head
The canvass dripped with my sweat, blood and tears
And she hated every thread
I've packed my things a thousand times, ooh
And I've faked believe all her lies, for the last time
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've purchased my ticket to New York
First thing in the morning
Kissing you good morning
And whispering goodbye
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've made up my mind this time
There's no coming back for you
Oh, there's no coming back for you
Told her no purse is more important
Than the knowledge in her head
She grabbed her shit just like a baby
I can't believe the words I said
The only thing I ever see her read
Are those damn gossip magazines
They fill her head with all that nonsense, yeah
So she can fit in with the scene
I've packed my things a thousand times, ooh
And I've faked believe all her lies, for the last time
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've purchased my ticket to New York
First thing in the morning
Kissing you good morning
And whispering goodbye
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've made up my mind this time
There's no coming back for you
Oh, there's no coming back for you
And I always feel incomplete
She smothered herself with her own beauty
And she was born and raised as daddy's princes
But her gesture is no match for an heiress
Yea her gesture is no match for an heiress
Cause I try to love you, try to hold on to
The feeling that makes me fall for you
Oh, the feeling that makes me fall
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've purchased my ticket to New York
First thing in the morning
Kissing you good morning
And whispering goodbye
Cause I try to love you, try to hold on to
The feeling that makes me fall for you
Oh, the feeling that makes me fall for you
Take it or leave it
Cause I'm really leaving
I've purchased my ticket to New York
First thing in the morning
Kissing you good morning
And whispering goodbye
Cause I try to love you, try to hold on to
The feeling that makes me fall for you
Oh, the feeling that makes me fall
Makes me fall for you