is not easy to re-enter after the last weeks. I look in my files and find verses loose, empty words, French courses, texts Goethe in English and the language takes me, that's his usual.
could do a statistical table of miles flown, the distance covered by the walkways of the different European airports, the hotel used colorful beds of culinary havens, which have been discovered tasty and left a mark on my waist expensive, "share the joy of those voices that come by phone ... what is friendship tasty capitalized, that Glenn Close, overacted, not respected and invents disease, which is a bad character disgusting operetta-sorry for those who know history, I had to write.
Clio, Euterpe, Thalia, Melpomene, Terpsichore, Erato, Polyhymnia, Urania and Calliope went to eternal Vacation ... the very unpleasant. Somewhere being bored to death by offering the cup of inspiration.
And nothing ... nothing to lend me a little about them.
Soon I'll write my review of the first three months of 2008 and hopefully put in place the respective nouns, adjectives and verbs. Already brewing somewhere in my kitchen, the oven pre-heated and I hope to offer a good bite. There will be time for indigestion announced.
I feel sorry for you, but I should write something.
On 12 March this year, Romero Aldemaro meet the 80 and he really, really fancied having bad taste, less than one year, leaving just like that . I promised to write something about it and his work. And he, as a character, is a huge subject with many facets and faces has a well-cut diamond. Another nuance is mess with their music. There's something more complicated to me, if this is possible.
Trying to be objective, I start it with the story of how I found his latest production, incredible "Aldemaro Romero and his music" , a month before flying to meet Achilles Nazoa and a crowd of how I found the place you least expect it, noting that things are not accidental and are waiting to be found. But it seemed so magical realism and I think so.
Perhaps too would begin my letter (?) To recall the first time that I was aware of its existence, back in the 70's, of how screwed up years later to a friend in the halls of the University of Carabobo, until I wrote the lyrics to "So you" and see how far my Migratory Bird, laughs to hear what the "are like a trip to Rome in 747" and I tell you, completely in vain, which could mean a mortal Venezuela with some degree of culture, travel in full 70 in a step 747 and to Rome.
Aldemaro Imagining walking through the cities I visit, Madrid, recently, while listening to Elisa Soteldo-please, to whom it may concern, ENTREVISTENLA suddenly gives for having bad taste and go too, sing his "Goodbye Madrid" accompanied on piano by the author ... as if no. Aldemaro.
mention that today, for example, I spent all day humming the "A Song for Elizabeth" The movement of his beautiful 2to "Suite Castelfidardo for bandoneon and string orchestra" . Which he repeated as he read a beautiful letter from a friend. By the way, face wet paper owe me, carajitos.
Memories ... lots. My Loving Empress China says it sounds I remember, a bunch of symphonies, songs, musical moments, thanks Schubert -, sonatas, cantatas, gigs, my life is an eternal soundtrack, Aldemaro it weighs a lot. Empress you are ... and the rest is story.
Years ago, when our country was another, two wonderful ladies staged a tale of Rómulo Gallegos. Marina Baura ue f a Amelia Doris Henrietta Wells a the wonderful adaptation of "reduced hours." Well, in the shade of " Cycle Gold Rómulo Gallegos" was the beautiful waltz "De Conde a Principal" Aldemaro, that I knew later. I know music carpenter grandfather, a grandmother doing sweetest sweet, sepia color photos, afternoon coffee and biscuits.
Your "Waltz for Clementina" the "Suite for Strings" , which makes me calm tidal water, a rain of leaves yellow as in dreams, I get dizzy going round and round in a carousel illusory getting lost among the violins, violas, cellos and basses. Smeared with cotton candy or chocolate and listening to my mother's smile.
JP ... I appreciate your photo, autograph and CD with music academic. A hearing life Freites Germain, transfigured into an angel, the "Lullaby for a big girl" in that program Ottolina Renny, "The smallest little angel."
a century ago wrote the following, supposedly part of a novel. I was reminded of that paragraph, to listen to Maria Teresa Chacin Aldemaro sing the letter he wrote to his "De Conde a Principal" , almost musical ... his will, where, incidentally, accompanies on piano. The sweet "De Conde a Principal" Aldemaro had left as an instrumental for 37 years, he wrote lyrics, thanks to his wife Elizabeth, and gave it to Maria Teresa. She released a June 3, 2007 in Aula Magna of the Universidad Central de Venezuela, fully packed, when she celebrated her 45 years of artistic life.
"The sun was as hot lead on the sidewalks, Ávila only able to maintain that magical green aura of mystery that always like a balm, to pleasant living amid the noise, traffic and concrete. It was no longer anything original to say "... without Caracas El Avila, Caracas could not be."
No more than a century ago, their houses of courtyards surrounded by tall columns, bore the brunt of inclement thousands of red tiles, when the city was no different from others but by the mere fact of being the capital of a country and its people Petare daily to see to know if they had to leave or not to umbrella. Time has passed, now look to Petare is almost impossible without finding the front with huge masses of glass and concrete they conceal all possible horizon. "
Even my eyes are the sappy juice and runs through my hands. I leave it, the idea is to celebrate that life gives us wonderful gifts and wanted to share.
Aldemaro, with thousands.
All the best for you.
NOTE: The subject is as much more ... but I do not want to burden more than I already burdened with the issue.
PS: If you go to youtube and put Aldemaro Romero banquet will ..., I assure you ... I take the liberty to offer his Ave Maria, judge you .
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