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miércoles, 9 de diciembre de 2009

A L L M Y L O V I N G !






Les tengo más amor que Mafalda. Se más de ellos que Badia.
Tengo esa pasión obsesiva e incurable: Ellos Cuatro.
Y qué me importa no poder haberlos vivido como otros? Yo siempre los seguí desde donde soy, desde donde estoy.
Y es amor a sus historias, a sus defectos, a su revolución, a su psicodelia, a sus creaciones; obras maestras, inolvidables para el mundo.
Y cada vez que escucho una canción, es tan enorme el agradecimiento a la vida de aquella vez, cuando a los 10 años, haber escuchado a mamá tararear Something, y de ahí en adelante, nunca más abandonarlos. Soy una más en millones y millones. Sé que comparto esto con billones de seres humanos. Lo que hicieron es una genialidad, ninguna banda superará semejante manía generada en sus fans. Por que además de música, hicieron historia.
Y no no me imagino que hubiese pasado si nunca los hubiese escuchado por primera vez. Y cada una de sus canciones me recuerda a algo/alguien.
Y cada sonido emitido por ellos me llega tannnto. No es una exageración, un día como hoy, puedo decir que son parte de mi felicidad. Me sacan una sonrisa atrás de otra.

Melodías mas graciosas nunca escuché, y una frase más pura que ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE, tampoco.. Y más cierta, imposible!
Son amor eterno. E ter no.

lunes, 7 de septiembre de 2009

Fin de los Beatles ¿Por qué se separaron?



- Lennon fué asesinado en 1980. McCartney, Harrison y Starr volvieron a reunirse como los Beatles en 1990 para terminar de grabar canciones inconclusas de John Lennon para The Beatles Antologhy. Harrison murió de cancer en 2001. Paul McCartney, con la ayuda de Lee y John Eastman, se convirtió en el hombre más rico del mundo de espectáculo, y Linda McCartney murió de cancer de pecho en 1998.

¿Esto les suena a historia de amor? ¿El amor deja de ser amor según cómo termine la historia? Quizá podría ser así, aunque los finales nunca alcanzan para borrar la historia; lo más común es que la fijen.

La historia de los beatles fue siempre de algún modo más grande que los Beatles como banda e individualmente: fué la historia de una época, de una generación que buscaba nuevas posibilidades. Fue la historia de lo que ocurre cuando esas posibilidades se materializan, y se lo que sucede cuando las mejores esperanzas se desintegran. Sí, fué una historia de amor, y el amor casi nunca es sencillo. Porque por más que los Beatles se hayan amado a sí mismos como grupo, el mundo que los rodeaba siempre los amó más. Ese amor fue lo que, más que ninguna otra cosa, elevó a los Beatles, pero también lo que los hizo sentirse encerrados, hasta el punto de no poder soportarlo. John Lennon, en particular, sintió que tenía que acabar con ese amor, y a Paul McCartney, en particular, le dolió enormemente verlo desaparecer. Sin embargo, una vez que aquello sucedió, ya no había vuelta atrás. Lo que nos queda de ese amor, cada uno de sus maravillosos frutos, nos sigue acompañando; pero las personas que lo hicieron posible tambi´ñen lo destruyeron, y nunca terminaron de recuperarse por completo de aquella experiencia. "Fué hace tanto tiempo", dijo años más tarde Harrison. "A veces me pregunto si realmente estuve ahí, si no habrá sido todo un sueño."

Los cuatro estuvieron ahí y todo fué un sueño.
Nos elevó, nos rompió el corazón y aún continúa; y quizá nunca nada semejante vuelva a transformar una época.


Rolling Stone Septiembre 2009 - Edición Homenaje

viernes, 15 de mayo de 2009

lunes, 20 de abril de 2009

sábado, 29 de noviembre de 2008

Seven YEARS.
(
25 February 1943 – 29 November 2001)

miércoles, 29 de octubre de 2008





Siempre dije que tener un amor platónico era una idiotez. Pero ...


















martes, 2 de septiembre de 2008

40 years Hey Jude


Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
And anytime you feel the pain
Hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder
Hey Jude, don't let me down
You have found her, now go and get her
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better
So let it out and let it in
Hey Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you
Hey Jude, you'll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder
Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her under your skin
Then you'll begin to make it better.

miércoles, 20 de agosto de 2008

( Paul & John )

And if I say I really knew you well
What would your answer be.
If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to - day.

Well knowing you,
Youd probably laugh and say that we were worlds apart.
If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to - day.

But as for me,
I still remember how it was before.
And I am holding back the tears no more.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- I love you, ooh-

What about the time we met,
Well I suppose that you could say that we were playing hard to get.
Didnt understand a thing.
But we could always sing.

What about the night we cried,
Because there wasnt any reason left to keep it all inside.
Never understood a word.
But you were always there with a smile.

And if I say I really loved you
And was glad you came along.

If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- for you were in my song.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to - day.


Está cancion la escribio Paul después de la muerte de John.
Es hermosa.

jueves, 17 de julio de 2008

John said:

“ Ringo was a star in his own right in Liverpool before we even met. He was a professional drummer who sang and performed and had Ringo Starr-time and he was in one of the top groups in Britain but especially in Liverpool before we even had a drummer ... Ringo's a damn good drummer. ”

domingo, 29 de junio de 2008

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.
That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.
That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.

Always no sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.
I think I know I mean "Yes," but it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Strawberry Fields forever.

miércoles, 18 de junio de 2008

18 de Junio, 66 años (L)

So Sgt. Pepper took you by surprise
You better see right through that mother's eyes
Those freaks was right when they said you was dead
The one mistake you made was in your head
Ah, how do you sleep?
Ah, how do you sleep at night?

You live with straights who tell you you was king
Jump when your momma tell you anything
The only thing you done was yesterday
And since you're gone you're just another day
Ah, how do you sleep?
Ah, how do you sleep at night?

Ah, how do you sleep?
Ah, how do you sleep at night?

A pretty face may last a year or two
But pretty soon they'll see what you can do
The sound you make is muzak to my ears
You must have learned something in all those years
Ah, how do you sleep?
Ah, how do you sleep at night?

ésta cancion la escribio John Lennon, cuando bromeaba con la supuesta muerte de paul. Hoy paul cumple 66 años y esta año hace su ultima gira antes de retirarse de los ecenarios. SE DICE QUE VIENE A ARG ? Siiiiiiiiiiiii (L)

martes, 22 de abril de 2008


There are places i'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more

Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i'll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more


Beatles, In my life

viernes, 11 de abril de 2008

God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
Yesterday,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.