Programa 004

Este programa puede que surja del estar solos. La radio es buen medio para ello. El espacio es, desde luego, buen lugar para ello.


Esta semana te proponemos la lectura de un ácido poeta que, parche en ristre, convierte en música su inteligencia y su bilis.
De Momus, "Morality Is Vanity".

Nobody is evil, nobody is good
All the guilty people have misunderstood
It's really nothing personal
You shouldn't blame yourself
The crimes are irreversible
The life sentence is death

So here we are again in cabaret
At the cave of the Golden Calf
Sensitive flowers stay at home tonight
We are playing for the others
The ones given to pleasures
The ones who still remember how to laugh
A problem is no problem after all
In the noise and smoke of the music hall

And if you get no joy from music hall
Remember there is always alcohol
And if you get no joy from gin
Here is the abyss: jump in!

Seven million people died in the great war
A bout of influenza quadrupled that score
Why pimp to posterity?
Why should they admire us? All the heroes of Valhalla
Weigh less than a virus

Standing on the courthouse dome
Justice puts her blindfold on
Down below the innocent are strutting
On a catwalk of shame
This year's fashion in crime will be
Less child abuse, more blasphemy
Morality is vanity
The ugly given flattery grow vain

So here we are again in cabaret
At the cave of the Golden Calf
Laughing in the face of desperation
As we spin towards the future
At one second per second
Like records on the pin of a phonograph
The future is no problem after all
In the noise and smoke of the music hall

And if you get no joy from music hall
Remember there is always alcohol
And if you get no joy from gin
Give this world a miss
Everybody sing
Here is the abyss: jump in!

Y, para reponerse, la soprano que hace que los sordos oigan. Al menos nuestra querida Emmanuelle Laborit.
Ver a "La Callas" es un placer añadido al de escucharla.



Efectivamente, estás solo. Efectivamente, estás sola. Pero fíjate cuánta compañía te traigo.