NOVIEMBRE 2016
Music & Inspiration
¿Está ya preparada para algo tan real? La luna se ha levantado. Peli se haya sentada ahora en el mismo sitio en que vio el águila; espera, espera que algo venga y se posesione de ella. ¿No lo has esperado nunca? ¿Preguntándote si llegará d fuera o de dentro? ¿Por din más allá de las fútiles conjeturas sobre lo que podría suceder... borrando de vez en cuando el contenido del cerebro al objeto de mantenerlo limpio para la Visita? (...) Recuerda que no te marchaste enseguida del campo para quedarte un momento sola con Lo Que habías sentido agitarse a través de la tierra: era el equinoccio de primavera. Noches de verde primavera, todas iguales..., se abren profundos y estrechos valles, de cuyo fondo surgen fumadoras de vapor, de un vapor que llena la vida tropical de aquellos abismos como verdura en un puchero, un vapor denso, perfumado como una droga, semejante a una envoltura olorosa: la conciencia humana, esa pobre lisiada, esa cosa deformada y condenada está a punto de nacer. Es el Mundo, antes de la llegada del hombre. Con una vida aún demasiado violenta, en constante fluir, demasiado turbulenta para que el hombre pueda verla directamente. El hombre sólo podrá contemplar ese Mundo ya muerto, en inmóviles estratos, convertido en carbón o petróleo a través de la putrefacción. Vivo era una constante amenaza: estaba construido por los Titanes, era un desbordamiento de vida tan furioso y retumbante como una corona alrededor de la Tierra, tan verde que había que traer a ella algún corruptor antes de que la creación saltara hecha pedazos.
Pero a él le gusta ir desnudo todo el día, con las hormigas trepándole por las piernas y las mariposas posándosele sobre los hombros, observando la vida de la montaña, aprendiendo a identificar los alcaudones y los urogallos, los tejones y las marmotas.
(El arco iris de realidad. Thomas Pynchon)
Pero a él le gusta ir desnudo todo el día, con las hormigas trepándole por las piernas y las mariposas posándosele sobre los hombros, observando la vida de la montaña, aprendiendo a identificar los alcaudones y los urogallos, los tejones y las marmotas.
(El arco iris de realidad. Thomas Pynchon)
The Staves Sisters
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eseZzqFQiPc
Frase del mes: Ela Bhatt
Dos frases. Dos alientos. La primera de Ela Bhatt, sobre los riesgos, sobre los éxitos y fracasos. Y que siempre será éxito si hay un desafío que te haga evolucionar.
There are risks in every action. Every success has the seed of some failure. But it does´t matter, it is how you go about it. That is the real challenge.
La segunda, es más tipo mantra, auto-convencimiento, de una clase de yoga de Elena Brower, en la que nos centrábamos en el tercer chakra: manipura. Insuflando fuego, agni, a cualquiera de los cambios que queramos acometer.
I´m Connected and I´m ready to transform.
There are risks in every action. Every success has the seed of some failure. But it does´t matter, it is how you go about it. That is the real challenge.
La segunda, es más tipo mantra, auto-convencimiento, de una clase de yoga de Elena Brower, en la que nos centrábamos en el tercer chakra: manipura. Insuflando fuego, agni, a cualquiera de los cambios que queramos acometer.
I´m Connected and I´m ready to transform.
Romero Verde, Lole y Manuel
First We take Manhattan, Leonard Cohen
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'm guided by a signal in the heavens I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'd really like to live beside you, baby I love your body and your spirit and your clothes But you see that line there moving through the station? I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I don't like your fashion business mister And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin I don't like what happened to my sister First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin I'd really like to live beside you, baby ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JTTC_fD598A |
Tobacco Road/I have a Dream, Eric Burdon & War
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Tobacco Road Road Road Road Road (road road road) Talkin’ ’bout your road (road road road) Talkin’ ’bout my road (road road road) You know, baby (road road road) I left my home, yeah (road road road) Because it’s dirty and it’s filthy (road road road) U know it’s crawlin’ with rats, and stinkin’ with lice (road road road) But it’s home, yes it is (road road road) I tell you what I’m gonna do (road road road) I tell you what I’m gonna do (road road road) Oh I’m gonna leave and I get a job And with the help and the grace from above I’ll get meself money at the whip get rich I know And ship it all back to Tobacco Road, yes I will I will I’ll bring dynamite, and I’ll bring me a crane And I’ll blow it all up, tear it down, start all over again And I’ll build me town, people, I’ll be brought to top yes I will I’ll be crackin’ soul, Lord he knows? I’ll be [crocroocrou] yes, I will and I’ll keep the name yes yes yes Come on never forget me, people, AAAAAAHHH!!! Road road, talkin’ ’bout a road yeah talkin’ ’bout ya road, talkin’ ’bout my road, talkin’ ’bout Tobacco Road You know I’m talkin’ about it, I’m tellin’ you about it, talkin’ about it It’s gotta be changed, it’s got to be changed, I’ve got to change it b) I HAVE A DREAM I have a dream, everybody has a dream I have a dream, that I can change it I have a dream, that I can make it good once more I have a dream, it’s mine and yours and mine and yours Let me tell you ’bout my dream, let me tell you ’bout my dream We gotta to get it out, we have to build it up, tear it down, build it up I had a dream one night, I had a dream one night I was taken to a place far away from Tobacco Road Far away, far away from you, far away from myself I had a dream, I had a dream up above my head I saw something it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life I spoked out loud, I said You know you are the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life I heard a voice tell me I heard a voice say to me It said “What do you want?” I said “I want to change it because it’s wrong I want to change it because I believe it can be better” The voice said to me “What makes you think that U are man enough to change anything?” I thought for awhile, and then I spoke out loud, and I said to it, I said... “Because I am a man and I am a part of the things that are wrong!!! And if this world must go on, I have to put it right! And I know just by lookin’ at you, baby, that you’re superior to me And you can help me give me the answers! Give me some answers!!!” She turned around to me and you know what she said She said “I can help you but there’s something I want from U is a gift In return for the information I can give. I want a gift from you, I want a gift from you” I tried my very best to look up to the sky And then I realized I had no eyes, I was blind, totally blind!!! I begin to get afraid, afraid of the dark I was afraid, afraid in the darkness But then I thought about my friends who have no eyesight I thought about the world they live in and how much it’s nice there how good it made me feel I was not afraid I was not afraid anymore I spoke up louder!!! I said “Listen, you’ve got my eyesight There isn’t much more I can give! Now tell me how do I change it?” The voice said back...“Oh yes there is! We want something more than your eyesight!” I thought for a while And I thought “What more could she want than my eyes?” And then the terrible feeling crept over me As I began to realize that I understood what she was talkin’ ’bout I screamed out loud! I said “I’m not-a-give up my life! I’d love to give you my life, but I’m just a young man And I have a wife, I have a wife and a baby And if I die, I know they’ll cry, so please don’t take my life” Then I heard my wife say, “It’s all right baby, I understand Go ahead and do your thing!” There was nowhere I could run I heard my father say “I understand son Go ahead and give it, it’s yours to give.” Then I heard my mother say the same thing. She said “Go ahead and give it away, I gave to you And now it’s yours to give to someone else!!” I was lost, I was lost No place to run no place to hide, no place to run no place to hide I felt it, I knew it I could sense it, I could feel it creepin’ up from the tips of my toes Up my legs, over my knees, up over my belly 'Cross my chest, the black shadow of death No place to run, run to, no place to hide So I just laid there and I died, died, died, darkness, stillness c) TOBACCO ROAD - Part Two But it’s gotta be change, yes it has! It’s gotta be change, yes it has I opened my eyes once more, I breathe again, I walked again I was ten times stronger, they give it back to me I’m gonna give it back to you Life is too precious, life is priceless, life goes on and on and Lord Never stops, never stops, no no It just goes on and on and on and on and on I’ve got to change that road, I gotta build me a new road We can walk that road together Hand in hand, yes, hand in hand, ah, hand in hand, people, aww, yeah Road road [ha-ha-ha] talkin’ ’bout a road yeah Talkin’ ’bout Tobacco Road, talkin’ about Tobacco Road, you know it!! Dirty ’n-a-filthy, dirty ’n-a-filthy, dirty ’n-a-filthy, Tobacco Road, yeah Tobacco Road people, Tobacco Road, yeah Hmm Tobacco Road, yeah, Tobacco Road, oh Lord, Tobacco Road Talkin’ ’bout a road, talkin’ ’bout a road Talkin' 'bout a road, talkin’ ’bout a road, talkin’ ’bout a your road Talkin’ ’bout my road, everybody’s got a road, yeah Talkin’ ’bout a road, talkin’ ’bout it, talkin’ ’bout it talkin ’bout a road, Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Road Road Road Road Road Tobacco Road Road Road Road Road Road Don’t? Pa! ’Ever stop, don’t ever stop me, ’ever stop me! Talkin’ ’bout a road road road road I’m coming home baby, I’m coming home, people I’m goiming home now, I’m coming home, yeah I’m coming home, hmm, I’m going home, I'm coming home https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfqq2Jkv64c |
Pictures on a Screen, Kate Tempest
On the second floor of the new block in the flat with the yellow door
Next to the boarded up independent record store Bradley is awake He's watching notches on his clock face Just lying there, thinking, limbs like fallen buildings Feelin' like every day he's ever lived is out to kill him Bradley's got a good job He works in PR He moved south a few months back Top whack flat, all mod cons, wall size windows He's a Manchester boy, done good in the big smoke Young professional, single, Tinder, and flings Life seems simpler than it's ever been He's doing well, he's living the dream, and he's paying the mortgage off He doesn't know why he's not sleeping at nights He could get up, try and walk it off But he's got to get to work in a matter of hours Is he awake or asleep? He can't tell, he can't dream, he can't feel, he can't scream Man, it's 04:18 And life's just a thing that he does He rolls over, cold pillow, warm body At the end of his tether, as usual, he breathes softly He burrows down deep, and he closes his eyes And he thinks, "Is this really what it means to be alive?" [Verse 1] The days go past like pictures on a screen Sometimes I feel like my life is someone else's dream Most days I'm dazed, walkin' 'round, I'm workin', talkin', perkin' up But always feel I can't be certain that I've woken up at all Is this life, will this pass? This feeling like I'm lookin' at the world from behind glass Even when I'm laughin' hard, or fallin' on my arse Or half plastered before it's even dark Or when some hard bastard barges past When I'm passin' my targets at work I can't shake the feelin' that life hasn't started It's worse in the evening at parties I'm standing apart, my heart's hard, I can't hardly be heard Still, I'm hopping on, barking out words, is this me? Is this what I'm doin'? I know I exist, but I don't feel a thing I'm eclipsed, I'm elsewhere And the worst part is, I don't think that I care [Hook 1] What am I gonna do to wake up? I know it's happenin', but who's it happenin' to? Has this happened to you? I know it's happenin', but who is it happenin' to? Has it happened to you? I know it's happenin', but who's it happenin' to? Has this happened to you? I know it's happenin', but who is it happenin' to? Has it happened to you? [Verse 2] I try new things, I shoot films on my phone And I play them back when I'm alone, did that happen? I walk around, tryna understand every sound Tryna make my feet connect with every inch of ground This gaff flattens my cap, battens me down Everything's in its category, packaged in self flattering girls Battle reality, it's battle royale Everyone is chattering, nothing is real, collect my salary Cookin' a meal, right, some vegetables, I exercise regularly How that I feel, visceral melody, is this all that's ahead of me? I always thought that life would mean more to me eventually I hate to think I'll make it to 70, potentially 75 And realise I've never been alive Spend the rest of my days regretting, wishing I could be forgetting [Hook 2] I know it's happenin', but who's it happenin' to? Has this happened to you? I know it's happenin', but who is it happenin' to? What am I gonna do to wake up? I know it's happenin', but who's it happenin' to? Has this happened to you? I know it's happenin', but who is it happenin' to? What am I gonna do to wake up? |