Monthly Archives: June 2008

f. s.

Some day, when I’m awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you…
And the way you look tonight.

Yes you’re lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight.

With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart…
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

Lovely … Never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won’t you please arrange it ?
‘Cause I love you … Just the way you look tonight.

Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm,
Just the way you look to-night.

El Aleph

O God, I could be bounded in a
nutshell and count myself a King of in-
finite space.
(Hamlet, II, 2.)

But they will teach us that Eternity is
the Standing still of the Present Time,
a Nunc-stans (as the Schools call it);
which neither they, nor any else un-
derstand, no more than they would a
Hic-stans for a infinite greatnesse of
Place.
(Leviathan, IV, 46)

layla

Layla” is the title track on the Derek and the Dominos album Layla and Other Assorted Love Songs, released in December 1970. It is considered one of rock music’s definitive love songs,[2] featuring an unmistakable guitar figure, played by Eric Clapton and Duane Allman, as lead-in. Its famously contrasting movements were composed separately by Clapton and Jim Gordon.

Inspired by Clapton’s then-unrequited love for Pattie Boyd, the wife of his friend George Harrison, “Layla” was unsuccessful on its initial release.[3] The song has since experienced great critical and popular acclaim. It is often hailed as being among the greatest rock songs of all time. Two versions have achieved chart success, first in 1972 and again twenty years later. It was given the #27 spot on Rolling Stone Magazines top 500 songs of all time.

volver

“Cuando abrí la puerta de mi casa supe que tenía que irme. Al otro lado estaba la vida de un extraño con trabajo estable, rutinas y televisor. Quedarse era tomar el camino de la comodidad, y eso significaba comenzar a envejecer. Debía reinventarme, morir y volver a nacer. Ya había enterrado la vida que mi familia esperaba que viviera, ¿por qué no volver a hacerlo y matar la vida que uno supone que va a vivir?”

vamos a manchar papel

si bien Sara Jessica se tiñe el pelo cuando necesita canalizar rabia contenida, yo me abro el enésimo blog. me dispongo a tocar botoncitos y cambiar colores. buenas noches, corazones.

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