Como un canto rodante

A juknyard blues

Way too much

Looking at it, not seeing it
Looking at it, not seeing it

The open windows
Let in the spring air today
And the birds sing their thankfully happy, brainless song
But the silence here finds a way to stay
Some kind of explosion
God, if you hear me
Throw me a line or strike me down
Do you refuse even to accuse
C'mon, do your worst
But lift this curse

Hogarth, House

The Whole Day Down

What the f...

This I read

Hay hombres que luchan un dia y son buenos.
Hay otros que luchan un año y son mejores.
Hay quienes luchan muchos años y son muy buenos.
Pero hay los que luchan toda la vida:
esos son los imprescindibles.

Bertol Brecht

This I Hear

[...] Then I remember

When the moon was full and bright

I would take you in the darkness

And do the tango in the night

Tango...

Fleetwood Mac

Well, those New Radicals guys used to sing something about getting what you give. Say basketball, say books, say whatever, it seems they were kinda right. Someone else is always right.