guía para ingenieros espirituales

lunes, junio 13, 2005

Enamorado de la moda juvenil

En este caso, dejemos a los Auserón de lado, gracias. Y pongámonos manos a la obra. Quicir, yo me estoy corriendo vivo con varias cosas (demasiadas a estas alturas). Si con un flashback de estos no hay suficiente, haré todo lo que esté en mis manos para recrearme en ello. Así que ahí va. Que conste en acta que os aviso a todos con antelación. Sed cautos.

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out, reach out
Reach out and touch faith

Alcanzar la redención mediante palabras puede ser noble, pero no oculta la auténtica verdad, nuestra misión en esta vida. La catarsis es el camino a seguir.

¿Crees en la salvación? ¿Cómo llegarás hasta ella?

Quién me lo iba a decir.

Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It's the only way to live
In cars
Here in my car
I can only receive
I can listen to you
It keeps me stable for days
In cars

Here in my car
Where the image breaks down
Will you visit me please
If I open my door
In cars
Here in my car
You know I've started to think
About leaving tonight
Although nothing seems right
In cars

Puede ser también el camino más fácil para hallar la autodestrucción. El engaño mutuo, la fusión perfecta entre hombre y máquina no ofrece esta posibilidad.

Deseemos pues, que la moda que nos atañe ahora se someta a un tratamiento de liberación, de desengaño, de regeneración y no se atrinchere en un mundo de mezquinidad, un mundo de pecado mortal. Siete pecados, siete motivos. Siete. Siempre.

¿Fotógrafo? El perfume no opina lo mismo. Wilp, descansa. Uh uh uhuhu uh...

Unión perfecta. ¿Existe? Dos polos opuestos. Positivo y negativo. No hay una solución posible: No lo intentes. Cualquiera diría que es mentira, y no, no lo es, pero hay que observar, no podemos descuidar ni un sólo detalle. Aquello tan insignificante puede conducirnos a un camino por las tinieblas, un camino de horror. Sodoma y Gomorra no es lo que todos creemos. Beats, halos de luz, melodías, harmonía en el aire. Algo se cuece. No es oro todo lo que reluce.

I'm mixing business with leather
Christmas with Heather
Freaks flock together
And make all the b-boys scream

All right
Turn it up now
All right
Turn it up now

Word up to the manthing
She's always cold lamping
Visine at the canteen
I just wanna watch you dance

Do you wanna ride on the Baltic Sea
I'll be your mistress C.O.D.
I'll comb your hair
Re-write your diary
Pour champagne on a honey bee

She can really do me
She can look right through me
And make all the b-boys scream

I'm mixing fitness with leather
Homework with Heather
Freaks flock together
And make all the lesbians scream

All right
Turn it up now
All right
Turn it up now

Buda siempre ha sido una elección mejor. Siddharta Gautama nos impartió hace más de dos mil años el camino a seguir. La auténtica salvación. Vuelve a mí.

¿De veras? Es humillante, indignante.

I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can, So I can
Watch you weave then breathe your story lines
And I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can, So I can
Keep track of the visions in my eyes

While, she's deceiving me,
It cuts my security(has)
she got control of me
I turn to her and say

*Chorus*:
Don't switch the blade on the guy
in shades; oh no
Don't masquerade with the guy in shades;
(oh no) (I can't believe it)
You got it made with the guy in shades;
oh no

I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can, So I can
Forget my name while you collect your claim
And I wear my sunglasses at night
So I can, So I can
See the light that's right before my eyes

While she's deceiving me,
she cuts my security( has)
She got control of me
I turn to her and say

*Chorus*:
Don't switch the blade on the guy in shades
(oh no)
Don't masquerade with the guy in shades
( oh no) (I can't believe it)
don't be afraid of the guy in shades
(oh No) (It can't escape you)
(cus) You got it made with the guy in shades
( oh no)

I said I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night

I say to ya now I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night

I cry to you now I wear my sunglasses at night
I wear my sunglasses at night

Kennedy también estaba allí. Porqué llevaba gafas, porqué.

¿Qué nos deparaba Wilp? He hablado de la regresión, del flashback. Con conocimiento de causa. Actúa. Wilp, space age pop, erotismo, melodías porno. La gula cede a la lujuria. La opulencia sexual. La excitación femenina, la virginidad de un sonido cálido, una explosión erógena. Los halos de luz se tornan en movimientos sinuosos, en almas que vagan por el aire, esperando un acoplamiento que nunca hallará la plena satisfacción. Nunca.

La solución.

I don‘t need to need you
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to say
Don‘t you wanna help me
Tell me what to do
Help me find a way
If I was not me
I would hate me too
Just like you do
I don‘t need to need you
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to say

It‘s all made worse by a simple scheme
You‘re slipping away from me
Can‘t decide sometimes if it‘s worth the point
The point is the struggle, insecurity

Hopefully, you make no mistake
If you learn from what you‘ve got to take
Good or bad, it‘s all gonna add up in the end but,
You can never win.

Chorus x 1

And it‘s the desperation to hold on to
Something that can‘t be held on to
So, Don‘t waste your time filling up my words
Don‘t tell me why, assume the worst.

Hopefully, you make no mistake
If you learn from what you‘ve got to take
Good or bad, it‘s all gonna add up in the end but,
You can never win.

Don‘t thank me,
Don‘t tell me how,
Don‘t break me down,
Don‘t help me make it,

I don‘t need to need you
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to say
Don‘t you wanna help me
Tell me what to do
Help me find a way

Tell me what to do.

Genedefekt.

Tell me what to say.

It's unbelievable, it's unconcebible, incomprehensible.

GENE DEFEKT

Trans Europe Express. Cumbia, cumbia!!! Pipipiri piri_riri

Mensch, Maschine.

La unión parcial: Tradición, beats. El futuro vuelve a sus raíces. Sonido salvaje, la llamada de la selva está presente. Un foco entre tanta oscuridad.

Mutación imperfecta. Hey little girl.

hey hey
when everything goes wrong
sometimes it makes no sense
hey hey
there once was a time
I should have known better then
hey hey
although you may try
it won't come your way again
hey little girl
where will you hide
who can you run to now
hey little girl
where will you go
who can you turn to now
hey hey
so why should I care
if somebody let you down
hey hey
that's nothing new
I know just what that can mean
hey hey
well the way that they talk
the talk is all over town
hey hey
and it's no surprise
little girls hurt sometimes
hey little girl
where will you hide
who can you run to now
hey little girl
where will you go
who can you turn to now
hey hey
when everything goes wrong
sometimes it makes no sense
hey hey
hey little girl
I should have known better
known better then
hey hey
hey little girl
where will you hide
who can you run to now
hey little girl
where will you hide
who can you run to now
hey little girl
where will you go
who can you turn to now

Llega el final. Cara a cara. Tú y yo. Solos. No hay marcha atrás. Olvídalo todo. Regresa a tu cama.

I thought it would be easy
To forget you
For after all it's been
Such a long time

And yet the memories of you
Still hurt me
They've been inscribed
With needles in my mind

I'm sure I could convince you
If only you would let us meet again

Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart

Think back
To when we were together
How long we thought
Our mutual love would last

How hard it was for us
To leave each other
Is all of that now
Buried in the past

I'm sure I could convince you
If only you would let us meet again

Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart

Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart
Face to face - Heart to heart

Conclusión: Corte de pelo lo más inusual posible. Teñido. Colores exóticos y/o extraños. Historias de amor despechado. Amor, política, religión, creencias profundas. Sexo. Pasión.

Sentimientos a flor de piel.