domingo, 29 de marzo de 2009


The second smash hit in a row from Green Day s 1994 breakthrough album, Dookie, "Basket Case" achieved even higher levels of media saturation air play than its predecessor, "Longview." Like that song, "Basket Case" is a simple, catchy rocker tune full of the sneering punk attitude passed down by the Sex Pistols as well as the unabashed melodicism of older punk-pop groups like the Buzzocks, the Jam and the Descendents. Of course, the band's sensibilities are much more beholden to the '90s; "Basket Case" is obnoxious -yet witty, potentially dark in subject matter- yet cheerful in execution, with a self-absorbed yet endearingly self-aware narrator. It's a tale of moderate (but not serious) mental instability and self-defeating impulses. At end, the lyrics are just an overview of how the narrator searches for solutions without being entirely sure of what his problems are.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1J9r8fXW08&feature=related

viernes, 27 de marzo de 2009

My empire of dirt


Hurt" is a song written by Trent Reznor, first released on Nine Inch Nails' 1994 album The Downward Spiral. In 2002, "Hurt" was covered by Johnny Cash to critical acclaim; it was one of Cash's final hit releases before his death. Its accompanying video, featuring images from Cash's life and directed by Mark Romanek, was named the best video of the year by the Grammy Awards and Country Music Awards.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go

martes, 24 de marzo de 2009


Barreiro cagó fuego.

domingo, 22 de marzo de 2009

Aftermath, July 28, 1966


"Out of Time" is a song by The Rolling Stones, first released on their 1966 album Aftermath (UK version). An edited version was released in the US in 1967 on the album Flowers.



http://www.goear.com/listen/002c857/Out-of-time-Rolling-Stones

lunes, 23 de febrero de 2009


De chico tenía la costumbre
-bastante de mierda, por cierto-
de imaginar
como se le descomponía el rostro
a quien me hablaba por mas de
treinta segundos seguidos.



Encontraba cierta
belleza en eso.

domingo, 22 de febrero de 2009

Todos nosotros,
demonios,
somos los angeles
de alguien
más.

domingo, 15 de febrero de 2009

poe

Pongamos una flor en
la tumba
de este niño que no pudo escapar
al horror de sentir que de alguna
forma
era ya un cadáver que
recordaba
la vida.