domingo, 19 de septiembre de 2010

"We'll find out, soon enough"

¡Y bendita la generación espontánea! Ah no, polinización...

Pollination has just occurred on a green area near my house. One day you walked out of the door, and there they were, girasoles. Sunflowers, beautiful, big, and yellow. They are bright, savage, wild. Wild sunflowers, not like the ones you see on the movies or in cartoons. These are real, and they follow the sun. Follow the sun... they're magically in love with the sun.

jueves, 16 de septiembre de 2010

"We live for the fame, isn't it a shame?"

"All we care about is, runway models, catalogues, and liquor bottles."


"Give me something I wanna be, retro glamour..."

Según algunas personas, he sido víctima del marketing, la publicidad, los medios y la sociedad, sin embargo nada puede estar más alejado de la realidad. Lady Gaga es un fenómeno mundial, una mezcla de David Bowie con Madonna, con la ingeniosa habilidad de ser más que una simple cantante; she's a performer, an entertainer. Mueve masas, se atreve a causar revuelo, es lo que muchas han soñado pero nunca atrevido. Por eso, y porque su música aunque cierto, comercial, es genial y dice exactamente lo que pasa por tu cabeza pero nunca lo han escuchado mas que tus pensamientos, es que vamos a ir (un montón de niñas gagas for Gaga claro!) al Monster Ball que va a haber en Guadalajara. El único problema es que... es hasta marzo. We can hardly wait!

miércoles, 15 de septiembre de 2010

"For a minute I thought we were overrated"


Conclusión definitiva: a cute boy with a guitar and a pretty voice would be nice.

We could sing together and love each other until we couldn't anymore. We could make up some words for our special meanings, and for our special lyrics. We could go on string shopping together. We could sit by the fireplace during the winters of our lives. We could sing and drink some wine. We could finish the wine. We could make a soundtrack for our love, and sing it to the world. I could paint his guitar with enigmatic symbols, and he could paint my voice with his tenderness. We could have fun together. We could live together.

martes, 14 de septiembre de 2010

CAN-SA-DA

I know that it is freezing, but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor's West side loft

You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
Well, it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad

I got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train
And if you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain

domingo, 12 de septiembre de 2010

"Come in she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm"


Hoy me he dado cuenta de que extraño desde lo más profundo...

Long time no blog! It has been a while huh? School has kept me busy and some couple of other things too. Today Mr. Bob Dylan made me realize how much I miss people, how much I miss those people who have left and now are far, far away all around the world. I miss them deeply, I miss everything, I miss what we used to do, I miss seeing them every day, I miss their company (sight). But... that's life isn't it? I've been meeting some new people, nice and pretty and caring people but the missing is still there. I can't really complain at this point because I'll be the next one leaving. Wow.