Hablando con Rafa hace un ratito (1:07 am del Jueves) de cosas triviales y trascendentales, como siempre, y tomando en cuenta mi estado actual, me acordé de una cosa que leí una vez...más exactamente lo siguiente...
"I enjoy drinking. It loosens people up and stimulates conversation. Somehow it's like gambling; you go out for a night of drinking, and you don't know where you'll end up the next morning. It could be good, it could be a disaster. It's a throw of the dice!!! The difference between suicide and slow capitulation."
Mr Mojo Risin
Yo no puedo estar más de acuerdo con esto!
Un crack que un montón de gente piensa que estaba loco y que era un monstruo gracias a que el desgraciado del Oliver Stone se tomó la gentileza de convertirlo en un demonio comemundos con su maldita película de drogadicción y desenfreno. Lo que este hombre hizo con la película de The Doors es una desgracia gigantesca! Que poca vergüenza tiene! Si estan interesados en una película de ellos por favor vean The Soft Parade
Yo no creo nada de lo que dice Oliver Stone! Y esto va para los que pensaban que los rockeros no tenemos corazoncito...
Y SI, ando bien pero bien felizón...I've almost broken on through to the other side! Que bueno que no porque en 6 horas me toca ir a chambear, igualmente bendito el que inventó las Voll Damm porque son las mejores cervezas que he probado. Repito, ando bien felizón...MUERANSE DE ENVIDIA!
"I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!" Then — whoosh, and I'm gone... and they'll never see anything like it ever again... and they won't be able to forget me — ever."
I know you ain't so many but my intention with this website is not to create a crowd attracting magnet or a similar creature. I'm more than OK if some of you take your time to check out the blog every now and then and leave some comment whenever you fancy. News are that I've not been able to finish the 2 posts that I've been writing due to my obsession in perfecting the content that I want to put on both... perhaps a lack of inspiration product of recent events I would rather not mention or too many earthly distractions. Yeah, I think it's some of both.
I'm aware most of you know me as a very famous procrastinator but the main reason I haven't finished these posts is because I've been very busy now that RAFA IS HERE and I've been spending time with him, so a post about my brother should be the next thing you'll find in this blog. One more reason for the lack of updates is that late at night, when I finally have some free time to work on "those two" the ideas in my head tangle up so I prefer to shut down the chiringuito and go to bed.
Nevertheless, I've decided to break off the "PAUSA" and give a little bit of life to this attempt of a blog. This is the first of a series of posts about stuff that I've found very interesting in rock music. For some reason everybody thinks the music they listen to is the best. I think exactly the same. So I really hope you'll like it or it cheers you up or whatever, here it goes...
LITTLE ACORNS
"When problems overwhelm us and sadness smothers us, where do we find the will and the courage to continue?
well the answer may come in the caring voice of a friend, a chance encounter with a book or from a personal faith.
for Janet, help came from her faith but it also came from a squirrel.
shortly after her divorce Janet lost her father then she lost her job she had mounting money problems but Janet not only survived she worked her way out of despondency and now she says "Life is good again."
how could this happen? she told me that late, one autumn day, when she was at her lowest, she watched a squirrel storing up nuts for the winter one at a time
he would take them to the nest and she thought... "if that squirrel can take care of himself with the harsh winter coming on so can I".
once I broke my problems into small pieces I was able to carry them, just like those acorns...
Lunes lentamente despiertas, Martes amanece abriendo puertas, Miercoles y Jueves con promesas es Viernes otra vez... ¿quién sabe lo que viene esta vez? Sábados pasados más que ayer Domingo...entiendeme
Aja! Aja! Aja! HOY SOLO QUIERO SALIR!!! SIN PENSAR EN DORMIR!!! VOLANDO SE VA EL TIEMPO AL MENOS PARA MI!
(pedacito de la rola "Viernes otra vez" del disco "+ Vivo" de Ecos de Dioses que lastimosamente nunca se editó.)
Hoy salimos a despedir a Dani que se va a Nueva York. El domingo se nos va casi por un mes a la Babilonia del Siglo XXI. Dani, te deseamos que no te roben en el metro, que no te intenten timar los taxistas, que no te quedés con cara de jetón viendo hacía arriba a los rascacielos para que nadie te saque una foto comprometedora, que podás ir a algún concierto al que nos de mucha envidia no haber podido asistir (¿al Radio City Music Hall puede ser?) , que te la pasés bomba en la tienda de Apple (ojo con los impulsos de geek comprador que llevamos todos dentro), que podás irte a tomar un cafecito al Central Perk, que disfrutés mucho como evangelista del potorrismo en América del Norte, que tu nuevo trabajo sea interesante y que en un par de semanas volvás curtido de sabiduría yankee. Bueno pasatela bomba, crack!
Saldremos esta noche a embrutecernos un poco, ya perdonarán si montamos un follón.
