Walking across the sitting-room, I turn the television off
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right
...And it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby don't you know our love is true

Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand
...And it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you
Hey my baby, don't you know our love is true

I've been so far from here
Far from your warm arms
It's good to feel you again
It's been a long long time. Hasn't it?

Genesis
Lover's Leap, primera parte de Supper's Ready
(en Foxtrot, 1972)

I can hear her heart beat from a thousand miles
And the heavens open every time she smiles
And when I come to her, that's where I belong
Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love
She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling lowdown
And when I come to her when the sun goes down
Take away my trouble, take away my grief
Take away my heartache in the night like a thief

Yes I need her in the daytime
Yes I need her in the night
Yes I want to throw my arms around her
And kiss her hug her kiss her hug her tight

And when I'm returning from so far away
She gives me some sweet lovin, brighten up my day
Yes it makes me righteous, yes it makes me whole
Yes it makes me mellow down into my soul

Van Morrison
Crazy Love
(en Moondance, 1970)

Scratch the Samurai

When things get so big
I don't trust them at all
You want some control -
You've got to keep it small

Walk Soft, One Morning in May, My One and Only Love

When I fall in love,
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love.
In a restless world like this is,
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun.

When I give my heart,
It will be completely
Or I'll never give my heart.
And the moment I can feel that
You feel that way, too,
Is when I fall in love with you.

Nat King Cole
When I Fall in Love

Manos humanas

I've been talking to the wall and it's been answering me
Oh darling how I miss you
I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness
I crave the silhouette of your kiss
With only the blue light of the TV on
Lip reading threats and false alarms
There's a boy somewhere holding hands with himself
And a girl in a window on the Reeperbarn

Whenever I put my foot in my mouth and you begin to doubt
That it's you that I'm dreaming about
Do I have to draw you a diagram?
All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands

With the kings and queens of the dance hall craze
Checkmate in three moves in your heyday
But the girls don't listen to your line anymore
Now you're part of someone else
On the factory floor and you still say "Where's the action?"
Now you manufacture happiness
And get sold on the cheap for someone's satisfaction

All you toy soldiers and scaremongers
Are you living in this world, sometimes I wonder
In between saying you've seen too much and saying you've seen it all before
Tighter and tighter I hold you tightly
You know I love you more than slightly
Although I've never said it like this before

Elvis Costello
Human Hands
(en Imperial Bedroom, 1982)

Los niños que escriben [rellenar con algo gracioso] en el cielo

Los Niños dicen (I):

Tu sombra hiende la distancia,
es como un pétalo de sal,
y tu mirada me saca el aire
Será la herida de París

[...]

Hoy que veo más sombras que nada
y tu dulzor me haría reír,
tu corazón desnuda fuego
Será la herida de París

Los Niños dicen (II):

¿Soy yo, o entre la "desopilante kermesse" y cosas como la del sol y la afeitadora eléctrica, hay menos pasos de los que parece?

A.C.: El gran humorista argentino

[...] porque soy un objetor, un varón de acción y reflexión, porque para mí, una sesión de grabaciones empieza con dos horas tomando mate y hablando del país, de la historia, de la política y del destino argentino; porque tengo canciones que me acreditan como un músico de rock de la izquierda capitalista más pensante [...]

Si quieren leer el comentario completo de Andresito apoyando al Cabra en su candidatura por el PO, bájense el "número actual" de Prensa Obrera de acá.



PD1: ¡Gracias, Nat, por pasar la data!
PD2: ¿Será casual que A.C. comparta sus iniciales con Anal Cunt?

"Bridge / Night creatures call / And the dead start to walk in their masquerade"

¿Querés escuchar a una banda japonesa de surf instrumental que más que producida por Dick Dale parece producida por John Zorn? La respuesta perfecta parece ser... ¡The Surf Coasters!

"It's quite suspicious, to say the least, while mentioning it to my priest", aka Las Aventuras de Grassi en la Tierra de los Niñitos Eléctricos

No solo mantengo que P2 Vatican Blues (Last Saturday Night) de Harrison (en Brainwashed, 2002) me hace acordar MUCHO a Something Special de Clapton (en Another Ticket, 1981), sino que ahora, encima, Ain't Going Down de Clapton (en Money and Cigarettes, 1983) me hace acordar a All Along the Watchtower, de Dylan (en John Wesley Harding, 1967), aunque en particular a la versión de Hendrix (en Electric Ladyland, 1968).

La pregunta es: próximamente, ¿qué tema de Dylan o Hendrix me va a hacer acordar a qué tema de algún otro artista, aunque en realidad seguramente tampoco sea una copia real y consciente, sino una ligera similitud casual -y mi cabeza se encargará del resto?

Whatever Works

Es posible que la película no sea demasiado buena. Del 2000 para acá, solamente Anything Else (2003) y Match Point (2005) me convencieron, y creo que lo último realmente genial que filmó Woody es Celebrity (1998). Pero el tema es que el afiche, con el gran gran gran Larry David poniendo esa caripela de "¿y cuál es el problema?", me hace matar de la risa.