Programa 008

Se nos ha ido Paco. Retira las manos del mástil y se toma un descanso. Lo que ha dejado, con nosotros se queda.

Y esta semana le queremos dedicar este programa. Porque él era un sinónimo de cultura. Porque lo es el flamenco y porque él era flamenco.
Una profunda tristeza nos guiará hoy en Zonas Goldilocks, esa tristeza que tanto nos atrae en ocasiones.
Y, para darle cuerpo, nada mejor que Soap & Skin con el tema "Spiracle".

When I was a child

I toyed with dirt

an I fought

As a child

I killed the slugs I bored with a bough

in their spiracle

When I was a child

peers pushed me hard

In my head

In my neck

in my chest

in my waist

in my butt

I still beg

please help me

When I was a child

I threw with dung as I fought

As a child, I killed all thugs

and I bored with a bough

In their spiracle

When I was a child

foes pushed me hard

In my

In my neck

in my chest

in my waist

in my butt

I still beg

please help me

When I was a child

I rend my tongue, distraught

As a child

I killed my thoughts

and bored with a bough

In my spiracle

When I was a child 

Fears pushed me hard in my head

In my neck

in my chest

in my waist

I never loved

I still beg

please help me

When I was a child

I bred a whore in my heart

A stillborn child

I gasp for -

The devil into my spiracle

I was a child

I was a child

I am a child

Nos detenemos siempre alrededor de los genios, porque de ellos es de los que podemos aprender. Como decía Bill Hicks, "todos mis héroes están muertos".
No viene mal que venga Ramiro Ledo Cordeiro y nos reviva por unos minutos a nuestro querido Artaud.


Que la tierra os sea leve, maestros.
Y a ti, buena semana.