Monthly Archives: March 2014

Janis Cosmic Witch Joplin

(and here you also have a live version) “Onstage, I make love to 25,000 people – then I go home alone.” If you listen to her voice you know that it’s her, there’s no way that you can mess that … Continue reading

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I hope

I hope, … That you behave … … Like you should. I hope, … That you believe … … In yourself. I dare, … To tell you now … … To fight back. I guess … It’s not that easy … Continue reading

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50 sombras de blaugrana, un relato masoquista

Hay cosas sobre las que siempre es un gusto hablar. En mi caso, libros y fútbol son temas muy recurrentes -a no ser que Meryl Streep o Jeremy Irons hayan aparecido en una película, entonces el tema puede derivar por … Continue reading

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My back is frozen

I can feel it There’s a presence Is that you? Was almost a moment Is that you? My back is frozen. There’s no fear I felt that before Will I see? I don’t understand WIll I see? A shiver, my … Continue reading

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Mr. Slowhand shot the sheriff and made me dance

(Long-solo live version, because I like it this way… You can find the studio version here) I know, I know, the song is not originally his, but he made it his, at least in this version -the most successful one. … Continue reading

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About long nights and sleeping problems

Do you know those moments in which you are getting close to your sleeping time (a good one being around midnight, mine being around 2am because I’m cool like that and my brain takes its own time to disconnect) and, … Continue reading

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A Dagger in my Back

People say that daggers Hurt you forever, you Must avoid them But I can’t but thank it The first dagger, I mean It was a good teaching It made things clear. It taught me that I can’t really trust I … Continue reading

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