I look into the past, and i want to make it last...i was there!

Año 2001, 2 de julio. piso superior de una cochera en Pontiac, Michigan, a sólo minutos de la rock city, Detroit. terminaba de tocar The Living End (Australia)y aperece en escena un muchacho con chupines raídos y remera a rayas negras y verdes.
Billy Joe Armstrong le dicen. Atrás salen al escenaio dos caras de desquiciados. Tré Cool y Mike Dirnt. Green Day listo para romper todo...y así fue... Luego de 2 horas y media, de tocar todos los temas, inclusive los que los que estábamos más adelante solicitábamos; hacer subir a tres pibes cualquiera del público para tocar sus instrumentos mientras que BJ cantaba y disfrazarse de cuanta cosa se les cruzara por la cabeza; cierran quemando la batería y el bajo. A continuación, extinguidas las llamas, Tré aparece con una batería de juguete mientras Billy termina un "good ridance" eléctrico. Ponen un par de micrófonos y tocan tres temas más...Que alguien venga a decirme que Green Day es careta o algo por el estilo...I WAS THERE.

En el organismo humano se catalizan miles de reacciones químicas por segundo...Cualquiera puede cansarse en cuestión de minutos.

Rest My Chemistry - Interpol (our love to admire)

I haven't slept for two days
I've bathed in nothing but sweat
And I've made hallways scenes for things to regret
My friends they come
And the lines they go by
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

I live my life in cocaine
Just a rage and three kinds of yes
And I've made stairways
Such scenes for things that I regret
Oh, those days in the sun
They bring a tear to my eyes
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

But you're so young
You're so young
Your look in my eyes
You're so young, so sweet, so suprised

So the sign says "OK"
Gotta take a ride just recline in the faraway
Got to take some time to realise
That my friends they come
And the lines they go by
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

But you're so young
You're so young
You look in my eyes
You're so young, so sweet, so suprised
You look so young
Like a daisy in my lazy eyes

So tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I'm gonna rest my chemistry

the past is now part of my future and the present is well out of hand...

Love Will Tear Us Apart
When routine bites hard,
And ambitions are low,
And resentment rides high,
But emotions won't grow,
And we're changing our ways, taking different roads.
Then love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart.
Why is the bedroom so cold?
You've turned away on your side.
Is my timing that flawed?
Our respect run so dry.
Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives.
But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
You cry out in your sleep,
All my failings exposed.
And there's a taste in my mouth,
As desperation takes hold.
Just that something so good just can't function no more.
But love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.
Love, love will tear us apart again.

Lo descubrí tarde en mi vida, pero me alegro de que así sea. Enjoy it. Aguante Germán!!.

between the bars (Elliott Smith)

drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make
drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
do what i say and i'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head
people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
i'll keep them still
drink up, baby, look at the stars, i'll kiss you again
between the bars where i'm seeing you
there with your hands in the air waiting to finally be caught
drink up one more time and i'll make you mine
keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
where i like you the best
and keep the things you forgot
the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
i'll keep them still

dead eyes

Así comienza (o termina todo). Más cerca del final que ayer. Pero es así, hasta los finales tienen un comienzo. Sólo espero que este sea digno de lo recorrido y que se convierta en la entrada para el plato del alma. Esto no tiene que ver con nada en particular y con todo a la vez. Y a lo vivido, Salud!