On the road…

“That night you played me ʻLip Paradeʼ
Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree
Saying nothing, that’s enough for me”

Bon Iver – Holocene

En el camino, de canción en canción. Como veis llevo unos días muy en modo musical. Nada más fuera de lo común. Vengo inspirada del trabajo, llevo unos días investigando al señor Jack Kerouac, beatnik por excelencia…

“I realized that I had died and been reborn numberless times but just didn’t remember because the transitions from life to death and back are so ghostly easy, a magical action for naught, like falling asleep and waking up again a million times, the utter casualness and deep ignorance of it.”
Jack Kerouac – On the Road

 

 

Sunsets and songs

We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic

“It’s so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain I need you here and not here too”

“Though our love project has so much potential
But it’s like we weren’t made for this world
Though I wouldn’t really want to meet someone who was”

“But let’s just have some fun
Somehow you’ve red-rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you
No death, no ugly world
You’ve lived so brightly
You’ve altered everything
I find myself searching for old selves”

“you can betray me, but teach me something wonderful”

“But you know, no matter where we are
We’re always touching by underground wires”

Of Montreal – the past is a grotesque animal

no yesterdays on the road

“What you’ve done becomes the judge of what you’re going to do – especially in other people’s minds.  When you’re traveling, you are what you are right there and then.  People don’t have your past to hold against you.  No yesterdays on the road.”  Blue Highways

weird days

Dos semanas viviendo en un remolino permanente, surfeando en una ola sin final aparente. You want some adventure.

Me machaco los oídos con música que me hace sentir más o menos viva, descubriendo otros placeres. Exprimiendo el jugo de la vida hasta que se acaba.
Everything comes to an end.

Que conste que tan solo un día de escucha puedo decir, y corroborar, que odio y adoro Beach House. Nostalgia pura en una melodia preciosa. Produce en la gente un sentimiento de masoquismo infiltrado y secreto muy serio.

Beach house- troublemaker

“In the night we sleep together
The walls are shaking in their skin
Does it become you troublemaker”

“Someday out of the blue it will find you
Always a place to remind me
Someone like you”

“You watch the shape these things are taking
Till you cry out in your sleep
Does it become you when you’re under
Your heart is racing you’re taking everything to heart ”

myth

el corazon no entiende de horarios

Domingos de cine (III): Miedo y asco en las Vegas

Dirección: Terry Gilliam.
País: USA.
Año: 1998.
Duración: 118 min.
Intérpretes: Johnny Depp (Raoul Duke), Benicio Del Toro (Dr. Gonzo), Ellen Barkin (Camarera), Gary Busey (Policía), Cameron Díaz (Periodista), Tobey Maguire (Autoestopista), Christina Ricci (Lucy).

“No te preocupes si no entiendes nada, estás viendo una película de Terry Gilliam”

road to bbk live: the kooks

Junk of the heart (happy)

Madrid ’12

Findesemanamadrileño

Nunca tan pocos dias dieron una resaca sentimental tan fuerte!

Huelga soleada

 

who needs more time

time to dance

Temazo de “the shoes” interpretado por Jake Gyllenhaal
-La banda francesa ha alquilado a Donnie para derramar un poco de sangre-