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Sunday, September 03, 2006
Fading away
Best read listening to: Oasis - Fade Away.
I'm up to the eyes with everything...
Yesterday Dani, a friend (Elo), Gri and I went to The Cavern (a pub in Buenos Aires) and Des21 played in its aniversary. It was such a temporal escape between so many university preassure.
However, I still -mainly lately- feel identified with this huge song, and when I reheard it yesterday, the same happened...
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Oasis - Fade Away
When I was young I thought I had my own key I knew exactly what I wanted to be Now I'm sure You've boarded up every door
Lived in a bubble Days were never ending Was not concerned About what life was sending Fantasy was real Now I know much About the way I feel
I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think you live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for
While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away, away, away They fade away, away, away
Now my life has turned Another corner I think it's only best That I should warn you Dream it while you can Maybe someday I'll make you understand
I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think you live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for
While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away While we're living The dreams we have as children Fade away They fade away, away, away
Yesterday was the great day!! What do I say... unbelievable, fantastic, SPECTACULAR!! Yesterday was THE day. It'd been more than 50 days since I had bought the ticket for the Oasis concert, one of the most succesful English bands from the nineties, but which still keeps their most loyal fans, and that so-waited day was here.
I got out home at 2.45 PM, and after walking a block I remembered that if I wanted to be able to enter I'd need the tickets, so I went back home, took them and left again :P. At 3.05 I found Magalí in front of the City Hall, then we went to "La Diva" -a popular restaurant in my city- to wait for the others, and at 3.30 Naty, Kary and one of their girl friends turned up, followed by Seba and two friends of him. We waited a little while till a Naty's friend appeared, and when so, we got on the 160 bus to go directly to Polo's field, where they'd do their performance. In the trip -quite long, by the way- we talked about lots of things and about how the concert would be. We arrived at around 4.30, got off following our instinct and "T guides", and saw an extensive queue surrounding a sort of mosque... but the fanatics took much more after Liam than any Muslim, so we guessed that was the right queue, and we were right. A lot of T-shirts sellers were wandering near us, although it was very likely they had never listened to "Wonderwall"; those T-shirts weren't too cool, anyway. The queue advanced quickly and we could effectively check the polo's field was next to the mosque. We got in after a poor safety control, and once inside, we noticed the amount of fans who were already in. A not so popular band was playing, and we went to the bathrooms and started moving around the stalls where people would sit, looking at LeeChi stands, where a T-shirt cost 50 pesos -not very interesting, by the way-. We got near the scenery, and being relatively close, we started to listen to Juana La Loca -the singer was practically a cow-, Intoxicados -how much we hate you!! and on top of that he told us: "they love you all a lot!" ironically, but hey! no one came to see YOU fool!- and Turf -the less bad one-. While Juana La Loca was playing, the sound was really disgusting and the left screen of the scenery fell off and they didn't put it up. In the intervales, you could constantly hear either the safety warnings which claimed "the following message will interest you" or the Personal and Motorola's catchy tunes, which terribly made you feel like buying a cell phone. By the time Intoxicados was playing, I've already separated from Sebastián and friends but I was with Magalí and a girl we had met there. We started getting near the fence, but pushes started to be more common. So, this girl -who I thought that knew my friends- ended up losing her cell phone and her keys, but luckily she found the last ones, and I offered to put them in my bag. Hits were bearable until Turf appeared, when my jeans and my bag started falling off a little and my trainers almost came off because of the movements! That's when I decided to get out of the crowd and, with a little effort, I could breathe non-contaminated-with-sweat air again and buy a 5 pesos drink. Then I got close to the crowd again, but not too much, and there I found Kary and her friend, and I stayed with them waiting for the concert to start. We waited a lot, since Turf had finished playing at 9 PM. In the interval, we were getting more and more impatient and, thanks to that insistence, we got the left screen that had fallen off up.
It was 9.47 PM when finally the Gallagher brothers turned up, with "Fuckin' In The Bushes" as background theme -ugly song-. In that very moment, all of us got crazy and started to jump -we call it "hacer pogo" in here-, which intensified much more when they opened the show by singing "Turn Up The Sun", the first song of their latest album. Then, nobody could stop us, but being in the middle in that moment meant to swing from a side to another and reduce the possibilities to be standing on your feet a lot, therefore it was so uncontrollable you couldn't enjoy it and we decided to move away some meters to the left side. Once we found a calmer place, we were fine with our position and as they played the quiet songs which followed, the three of us got closer to the scenery, but always without getting too inside. So, we listened to a whole list of 19 live songs...
Fuckin' In The Bushes (Intro) Turn Up The Sun Lyla Morning Glory The Importance Of Being Idle Live Forever Champagne Supernova Wonderwall Acquiesce Mucky Fingers A Bell Will Ring Rock 'n Roll Star Shakermaker Cigarettes And Alcohol Songbird The Masterplan The Meaning Of Soul Don't Look Back In Anger Guess God Thinks I'm Abel My Generation Let There Be Love (Ending)
...where classic "Don't Look Back In Anger" and "Live Forever" Noel's solo made me get goose pimples because of the excitement. Obviously, the other songs were hot on their heels, and I couldn't stop singing out songs such as "Lyla", "Morning Glory", "The Importance Of Being Idle" or "Rock 'n Roll Star". Some moments which are worth mentioning: after the first three themes, Liam asks the public to get quieter because they don't want anyone to get hurt -translated by the speakers-, which I don't know if helped something but the situation got a little calmer, maybe because of people's fear of them stopping performing; before playing the last four songs, he claims the following will be "the last one"; at the end of the show, he says we'll see them again -I don't know how much I can believe that, but so we don't give up hope :D-.
As usual, they didn't stop keeping that distance and very little talking with the audience and that coldness which is so common in them -"scantiness", said the papers-, but without any doubt that is what characterizes them -not any artist is haughty enough as Liam to stand up during a whole minute in front of the public so as they applaud him-. However, most of us who went there logically admire the artistic quality of their works and course, beyond their attitude. They were just four Englishmen making more than 45,000 people vibrate. After finishing with "My Generation", they said goodbye really briefly and it was chosen "Let There Be Love" as background song -what a theme!!!-, which after singing it madly for half a minute I noticed it was a CD playing ¬¬. So, I stayed there with Kary and her friend to wait for some people to get out to see if we found someone, and all of a sudden, without expecting it, I saw a disorientated guy sweating, with a funny "where am I" face, shirtless and with his soaked T-shirt in one of his hands... later I watched him better and it was my friend Cristian, and when I said hi I think he understood less than before, but he looked like he'd been in a "La Renga's" concert -one of Argentinian heaviest bands-. The four of us went back to the exit -literally, where the sign which said "exit" was, to find them all as we'd agreed-, but since it was extremely packed I suggested going directly to the second meeting point, which was located outside the field and under the railroad, titled "El Ratón Pérez" -meaning "Pérez mouse", which replaces "the Tooth Fairy" in our contry among others-. By then I had lost the two girls, and while we were walking towards there, Cristian found his "fotolog female fans" and after being adulated for some minutes, I still wanted to get that meeting point but he decided to go for a friend and I told him to come back to where we'd be then. I crossed the avenue and found Natalia, her friend, Karina, her friend and Magalí and that moment I learnt that Sebastián and his friends had already gone by themselves, and that the girl who had given me her keys to keep them safe had never appeared again. The first four of them went home in Kary's father's car and, together with Magalí, I waited for my soaked friend, who never came, and although we went to find him where he'd supposedly be, it wasn't so either. So, after buying some extremely refreshing 7up cans, we wandered a little till we found the 160 bus stop which would take us back. Although it took its time to arrive there, the bus came relatively fast. Once on, tight but not as much as in the concert, I was terribly sleepy and we had nothing to talk about by that moment, but surprisingly I found Faby by chance sitting confortably in one of the seats and told me she had arrived later but she'd enjoyed it a lot as well, and we started talking about how good it had been. I got home still feeling a bit pain, without feelling my legs, but very happy; I drank a whole liter of water almost at once, and although I got online to see if someone was there to share my euphoria -called that someone Dani, who had been there but sitting in the stalls-, when I found nobody I went directly to bed and slept singing half Oasis' discography to myself.
Now's the moment, the concert IN's and OUT's:
The IN's >> OASIS gave a performance, which would be enough IN's. >> They played songs such as Don't Look Back In Anger, Live Forever, Champagne Supernova and Wonderwall, which are classic. >> To be aware of the fact that lots of people -not all- who were there shared the same feeling as you when listening to the band.
The OUT's >> They didn't play great songs such as Stand By Me, Stop Crying Your Heart Out or Let There Be Love. >> Not to be able to share it with all my boy and girl friends together next to me. >> The "clever" Argentinian guy who pushes the others so as to get near the scenery but can't tell the difference between Noel and Liam.
It's been a long time since I didn't publish anything, but I had your patience reserved for this moment :D.
And after saying all of this, if you ask me how much I liked it, I've got to say, in an almost forced way, I've got no words. Sincerely, my first concert and the band which I like most were an explosive combination. If I wanted more reasons to go to live to Europe, that night I found one more...
So Sally can wait, she knows it's too late as we're walking on by Her soul slides away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say...
Oasis at Polo's field playing "Cigarettes And Alcohol"
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My translation of a chat with Daniela (Zona Oeste, Bs. As., Arg.), from 08:54:21 PM to 09:10:25 PM of 02/17/2006.
This summer I decided to get down to read a little, and after finishing a couple of books, I chose to carry on reading with famous "Da Vinci Code", which had been partially abandoned because of study reasons since last year, but I have to admit it's interesting. Having read something else -but not enough so as to finish it-, I found lots of novelties related to religion, the Bible and so on, which gave me more than a surprise, despite considering myself as an agnostic. But no one would have thought there were so many hidden messages, so many ideas determined to show a reality which was hidden for years to the world, but which probably needed to remain discreetly hidden to be able to be safe until now. I'm not going to reveal anything I've read because I think Dan Brown knows how to do it better -and, anyway, the movie will be on the cinemas this year-, but I'm going to refer to something that sincerely shocked me, more because of the moment of my life which it involves than because of how trangressor it is. I showed it to some selected people, as our friend from the top of this post, and she suggested me not doing it... but I couldn't let them keep on lying us like this. Just look at the following image...
...yes... Lion King's picture... but now look at the sky in it...
...look for the message...
...ready? If not, select the following line with your mouse to see what it really says:
>> SEX (the one in the middle ain't an F!! just look well!!)
That's it!! READY!! Childhood spoiled!! Have you seen Dani, I could do it!! And no, I don't accept the defeat!! :P
Well guys, if you couldn't come back to reality, I can recommend you my head psycologist, Alejandra, who I don't know if she'll solve your problem but at least she gives me half her incomes and we earn something that way.
And, for the eskeptical, I'll give them the freedom to take up searching in Google, Yahoo! or your favourite searcher about Disney and these messages -in other movies too, and stronger ones, be careful-. I'll tell you I've got the movie in my computer and I could prove it by myself.
A big hug, and I hope you'll be able to tolerate the truth... :O
"In 1986 they were the best of friends. 20 years later, on the night of their high school reunion, one of them has been murdered.
This is the story of six friends told over 20 years. Each chapter is a new year. Each year brings us one step closer to the truth..."
...that's the way the relator introduces every episode of this exciting but unlucky series. Adding a totally-new concept to TV, Reunion, on air in Argentina since last November, shows us the evolution of three boys and three girls' lives throughout two decades, starting from their prom day in 1986, everything is just one season. Having the best of the relationships in those moments, at present five of them are considered suspects of the murder of the sixth member. The interesting is, with no doubt, the format which was chosen: each chapter develops a different year in those people's lives, involving from drama (past) to mystery situations (present). Although most of the time the series is based on flashbacks about the past, there are also today scenes which show the rest of the characters being investigated and acting in a much more arrogant and skeptical way if you compare them with the ones you perceive in previous years. Besides from the original idea, the sequence of events is totally trapping, specially the oportunity to see how a lies net is kept along the years and grows to hide the original true facts which could "dismantle" the whole group. So, you can see from love to deceiving relationships, the start of new projects to the ending of commitments, it's seen how the characters grow up and progress professionally, but from a totally-innovative perspective.
Unluckily for the "already-turned-into-fans" like me, in the USA FOX decided to take it off air because of not keeping the desired amount of audience in a little time, although it followed "The O.C." and could have taken advantage of all of those viewers. Just nine chapters were televised (till 1994) and it's not known how the serie will end because, according to its creators, it's still necessary to know lots of events and people who'd appear later and would influence in the mysterious murder. However, there's also the possibility that Warner Bros. takes it and finishes it, so new ideas started to appear around the Internet which could take the series back to the small screen, but it's very difficult though. Among them, you can sign -as thousands of viewers have already done- an online petition which could bring it back, or send a personal email to faces@thewb.com, writing a descriptive issue to ask Warner Bros. to take the series rights and finish it from its channel (although it's already watched on The Warner Channel in our country, not FOX). Obviously, I've already done both of them more than once :). It may not be totally effective but, by trying, there's a little possibility to be success and be able to know the true story destiny.
Those who already know the series and who must think it's interesting, should take a little time for both possibilites, and for those who haven't watched it yet, it's still worth knowing what it's all about.
(The Warner Channel, Wednesdays 10 PM, repeats Thursdays 3 PM).
...and I'm not going out tonight, although it's Saturday. Sometimes I wonder why I'm the way I am, and why I'm not another way, why I do this but not the opposite. They look like such silly questions, but essential and too useful if we all asked them more often. There are lots of things most people don't see, don't notice, or don't care because they live in a hurry, as my friend Laura was telling me some minutes ago. Maybe it's because one has in mind other considerations, or uselessly expects others to look at the world in a different way, which wouldn't be totally fair either. Some months ago, with my already mentioned friend I concluded in the fact that I was one of Cortázar's "cronopios". Then, I typed out my "discovery" in my MSN nickname, and every time someone asked me what that really meant, I showed them the following fragment:
“The Cronopios are lonely beings who let others be with them, are supportive and don't like injustices; they're authentic and always let the cat out of the bag because of being sincere and sensitive. Differently from the Famas, who prefer straight roads to arrive as soon as possible and save time, the Cronopios get easily amazed by those roads full of non-lineal diversions because of that way they may meet people, as well as they advance in an unpredictable way and stop every moment to pick a flower up or comtemplate a sunset.”
(my approximated translation of a fragment about "Historias de cronopios y de famas" -1962-, by Julio Cortázar)
...and that way I go on with my search, now knowing what I exactly was expecting from the others, without losing contact with those cronopios who have already been found halfway.
Yesterday midnight, while being online, my friend Dani -who I met at university thanks to a common girl friend and who did not come to my birthday :O- let me know, in a well-euphorically way, the tickets would be available to buy from today, Tuesday, from 10 AM in some "selling points". I think I died three times trying to click over the link she had sent me, but I did it, and could notice my friend didn't lie about such things and that's why she kept being my friend. So, I invited Faby, an university friend as well, to the conversation and the three of us tried to find out a way of buying the tickets the following day. However, Fabiana wasn't able to buy them yet and so I arranged to meet Daniela by myself. The greatest dilemma probably consisted in "FIELD or STALLS"??... Field tickets cost $ 60, and stalls ones doubled them in price and even more: $ 120/$ 150; of course that, in such situations, you don't consider the paying them as a hard thing, but we were trying to choose the best option. Invaluable VIP's of $ 300 were also there, staring us in a haughtly manner and seeming unreachable. After emotional crisis and a sleepy night, Dani and I decided to arrange the "meeting" once the sun has risen. Personally, I didn't sleep, but at 3 PM I met her in Florida 770, in the middle of the Capital city, so as to get our so desired tickets. Besides, she bought one more for a friend of her and I did the same for Seba -from university-, who had asked me if I could a while before leaving home. There weren't too many people and we liked that, because that gave us more hope to get them -let's say it's the first day, but they didn't do too much publicity-, and we did it so. Thanks to Sebastián's influences and other considerations, I preferred to buy field tickets, whereas Dani chose stalls. By the way, they happened to be more expensive ($ 75 + $ 7 -service :O-, mine).
Happy with our tickets saved between "T guides" -guides with maps of the city- so as not to spoil them, we started wandering -o getting lost- and I gave her an ice-cream as a present, which actually I owed her because I didn't know what "ir a cococho" meant. After not knowing where we were but relating everything we saw to Englishmen and helping us with some not-used "T guide", each of us came back to home.
Actually, rather than getting off at Lanús railway-station, I decided to get off earlier and pass by Griselda's to say hello, besides giving her ideas about how to get money so she may go to the concert too. Obviously, I make her wash her hands before touching this beautiful thing ("my precious..." ¬¬):
Let's wait till March 10th now!!
I hope the accurate counter I've put on the right of my blog will be helpful!
When you thought my writing tradition have died, I turn up again with an more exclusive space (now's a real real BLOG :D) and a shorter URL. New year, new things to get used to and new blog as well... but, especially, new relationships. It seems crazy, but that's the way it is; it's been more than four years since I'd humbly started writing useless stuff sitting in front of a Word sheet, and as time went by I realized that had become an adiction, and I really liked to be in front of my computer from time to time, so as to retell special -o not too much- ocasions -now I realize all of them were that way, though-. And now I open it again, look back and watch a lot of images of high school and friends which suddenly appear in my mind... and, in that moment, maybe I didn't know how much they were worth... perhaps it's necessary to wait a little time or to lose things a little in order to learn and know their real value... and probably this is all what happens when reading that makes me have nostalgia about it. In spite of all the troubles that could've ocurred, memory is cruely selective and you just remember in detail the good moments, those which makes you want to go back in time and live the exact same situations once again, but this time with the acknowledgement of what they mean and the maturity gained because you've already been there.
Many days ago, going through my relatively huge Winamp playlist, suddenly I stopped at The Corrs - Would You Be Happier?. It ain't a song which sticks out by anything at first but, because of some reason, I had kept it in my "listenable-songs" folder. After the first two lines of the lyrics, I listened the phrase which had turn it into a kind of special song:
Did you ever dreamed you were the movie star with popcorn in your hand? I did... (I did... I did...)
and that was when I realized that was what I had been doing since a long time ago: to be part of my own movie, and act as a member of the audience at the same time or, in other words, to enjoy the story I was creating with the people who surround me, to read the book I'm writing with those special companies; and the fact is that, that movie, story and book aren't more than our own life, and our enjoying it depends on the attitude which we face it with. I think that having literally written that same story for a long time and feeling like doing it again in this opportunity, is a way of appreciating it and recognizing how interesting it may turn to be for the ones who are involved in it. Last year I started that "space" in a similar way. Now that I have overcome first year at university, I can tell I could feel really comfortable, and that is, in a big part, because of the new friendships I was able to set up. Some of them have already dissolved, but there are a few who I'm sure that they've come to stay forever, although the different ways each of us could choose. Of course that the role of those friends who have been there for a long time is basic to be able to carry on and say the story you've been writing next to them is that interesting, so I hope they'll always be there -and doubt they give up- even though the distances and personal responsibilities. Finally, but not last, I have to highlight those (mainly you :P ) who, despite of not being able to be physically with me, have lastly been there and standed by me through long e-chatting hours, and, without any doubt, play a fairly important role.
As it couldn't be other way, I dedicate this blog to all those friends... I'm looking forward to your answers and a nice welcome, and altough it's not said very often, each of you knows how much you mean for me. Big hugs!
