Wednesday, March 25, 2009

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end of a dream?

Yes indeed, I wanted to break a lance in favor of the Frick Door Friends. This emerging group of folk-rock style (I think.) Beat out unfairly and inadequately appreciated by a local contest. Forty Figers the other side. But that name is that? He does not know anything. Does not express an idea. Does not express a sentiment. Forty fingers fingers because they are four? If maybe one of them was not a finger and had called the Thirty Nine Fingers submerged at least would have raised a few laughs. Spoken interlude to be present at a song, "So, this song is .. let's see .. is that I have worn glasses and at this age are beginning to see us not." Okay, the songs are expected and boring texts along the lines of a mediocre theme written by an aspiring high school first maverick, whose sadness is completed by the irony that they were singing then in their forties. Dear Fricks .. just this time there was no story, someone should tell the hippie who said he lacked experience there .. Who is he, De Gregori? Or worse, Morgan? I was rooting for you ..

English version
Yes indeed, I'd like to spend a few words for the Frick Door Friends. This rising group playing in a rock-folk (I guess..)style unfairly defeated and unappreciated in a local contest. On the other side the Forty Fingers. What a name is this? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't express an idea. It doesn't express a feeling neither. Is it Forty Fingers since they are four? At least if one among them was missing one finger and they were called Thirty nine Fingers they would have stolen a few laughs. Short introduction to a song: "So, next song will be..let's see..I didn't take my glasses and I'm getting blind because of my age". Well, the songs: trivial and boring lyrics on the foot step of an essay written by an aspirant nonconforming teenagers from the first year of the high school, Which sorrow Was completed by the irony of a band playing Them forty years old. Dears Fricks .. Was not there a bit of a fight, the long hair guy Who Said You Were Lacking experience Should Be Told .. Who the hell is he, De Gregori? Or even worse, Morgan? I was cheering for you ..

Version francaise
Fear eh?

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Baby Lactulose Teeth Black

LEAST ONCE went to San Antonio


Here, unfortunately, all is silent. Everyone did their utmost to revive backpacks, water bottles to fill, and lamprey to buy pork ribs. But not any more. What happened to the beloved under the spring sun walks in the woods or colored? What happened to the summer evenings to watch a starry sky above his head and a mosquito in your beans? What happened to the pruning hooks, saws, machetes? And what happened to the sausages cooked on the fire and the nights in a sleeping bag with ice to the nose? It seems that there are no more. One day someone said panta rei and someone the past does not repeat itself. Perhaps they were right. Too bad. Too bad.