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Clara (and Carlos).

Santiago, December 4, 2008.


Clara, Clara different
,
stranger among your people, look away.

Clara,
adrift
had no luck in choosing the exit door.

Clara,

abandoned in the arms of another loneliness.

Hoping to make friends
snow away from another insight, discovering worlds
where it never rains,
escaping again and again. Bailing


penalties to go ...
black stars were in his veins
and nobody wanted to ask.


Clara was caught,
left work,
collapsed. Clara



languished in a road loss anxieties and ragweed.


Clara said nothing
and one day disappeared. Traveling

sidewalks were say
adjusting the passage to the other, trying
anything for money
incarse to fire again.

That morning
Clara sank,
had the sea of \u200b\u200bfear in his eyes,

soaked clothes and the ground pillow
and slowly dawned.

("Clara", Joan Baptista Hume)


I just learned of the death of Joan Baptista Hume. Listening to music thanks to You Tube, listening almost the only song I knew this man (ie, "Clara"), I saw numerous messages to you, bye. Google allowed me to discover what had happened, not long ago, only a couple of days.

Who was Joan Baptista Hume? I do not know. I know he was a singer, of course. My years of bigotry by Radio Cooperativa allowed me to hear many times what is surely his most famous song, "Clara." Someday, one of those features that my obsessive music lovers abanderizarme take me long hours with a song, hearing it over and over again, I discovered I had a website. What's more, he had written there, at least one time. It read as very simple, yet very happy and free, very much alive. Surely, despite the disease that took it must have started in deep peace. (And because of that other song I knew him, and will know much more safe. Or so they hope)

"Clara" is one of those songs that makes me sad, makes me thoughtful. As noted, "Clara" is a song about drugs, a girl affected by drugs. And yet, the songs, like the poems, are "democratic" when it leaves the space, and thus in the background also talk about what you want, not just what the author intended. And then my "Clara" is a topic that gives me things, some very deep and intimate ... Sensations are not to be posted here.

However, connecting with another fine musical event, but courtesy of the competition (one night listening to the evening program of Radio Bio Bio of James) gave another song, very different mood. And, crazy ideas, I thought the following:

"Clara, different, unusual among his people. A drift, escaping again and again, nobody wanted to ask. Trapped, languished.

Carlos knew it. And asked: What could I say?

Without knowing it, found he had fingers to the piano. He began to improvise, to play. Sounded the music, rhythm, drums and vocals. And Clara

surprised because I knew dancing. And moved. Better than him.

dancers were discovered in the midst of music they rejoiced the soul, music that did not stop playing. "

What did Carlos?


Hey mama, do not you treat me wrong Come and
love your daddy all night long
All right now, hey hey, all right

See the girl with the diamond ring She
knows how to shake that thing
All right now now now, hey hey, hey hey

Tell your mama, tell your pa
I'm gonna send you back to Arkansas
Oh yes, ma'm, you don't do right, don't do right
Aw, play it boy

When you see me in misery
Come on baby, see about me
Now yeah, all right, all right, aw play it, boy

When you see me in misery
Come on baby, see about me
Now yeah, hey hey, all right

See the girl with the red dress on
She can do the Birdland all night long
Yeah yeah, what'd I say, all right

Well, tell me what'd I say, yeah
Tell me what'd I say right now
Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say right now
Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say yeah

And I wanna know
Baby I wanna know right now
And-a I wanna know
And I wanna know right now yeah
And-a I wanna know
Said I wanna know yeah

Spoken: Hey, don't quit now! (c'mon honey)
Naw, I got, I uh-uh-uh, I'm changing (stop! stop! we'll do it again)
Wait a minute, wait a minute, oh hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

Hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey

Oh one more time (just one more time)
Say it one more time right now (just one more time)
Say it one more time now (just one more time)
Say it one more time yeah (just one more time)
Say it one more time (just one more time)
Say it one more time yeah (just one more time)

Hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey (hey) ho (ho) hey

Ah! Make me feel so good (make me feel so good)
Make me feel so good now yeah (make me feel so good)
Woah! Baby (make me feel so good)
Make me feel so good yeah (make me feel so good)
Make me feel so good (make me feel so good)
Make me feel so good yeah (make me feel so good)

Huh (huh) ho (ho) huh (huh) ho (ho) huh (huh) ho (ho) huh

Awh it's all right (baby it's all right)
Said that it's all right right now (baby it's all right)
Said that it's all right (baby it's all right)
Said that it's all right yeah (baby it's all right)
Said that it's all right (baby it's all right)
Said that it's all right (baby it's all right)

Woah! Shake that thing now (baby shake that thing)
Baby shake that thing now now (baby shake that thing)
Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing)
Baby shake that thing right now (baby shake that thing)
Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing)
Baby shake that thing (baby shake that thing)

Woah! I feel all right now yeah (make me feel all right)
Said I feel all right now (make me feel all right)
Woooah! (make me feel all right)
Tell you I feel all right (make me feel all right)
Said I feel all right (make me feel all right)
Baby I feel all right (make me feel all right)

("What'd I say?", Ray Charles)


Eduardo.

P.S.: Espero volver esta time.
PS 2: This article reminds me of a blog that I once read ...

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was not dead.

all started with the catch. She and her mania for the catch. She came up to take catches, and had to do it, because he does not, of course not, could not access these things. But he was the second culprit, because in his own hobby of catching, as all catches, also wanted to catch her, not knowing that it is caught.

whom they sought to portray the colorful world of the house where nobody lived, but all walked. And his accent betrayed him as elsewhere. Yes, agreed immediately to take them a photo. But just as sparing posing, so far away, how strange, Was not she the girl with him? He asked, coming from a land where to ask this sort of thing is nothing unusual. "He girlfriend," said the shy girl. To laughter from the boy, the stranger replied with a "but not married, no?" And there was that he did, he was not dead. They laughed, everyone laughed, and she would not let anyone touch it, and he did not suspect the risks of playing, they embraced to immortalize, to die and live a little and in all catches. Discovering

after she was not dead. He was not dead to walk, wanted to do more, get all it showed him what she showed. And she was not dead, was discovered when crossed to his side one of the banned, he broke barriers and made things that had been deprived for years.

By nightfall, even in non-thought death had been foretold to him. But what the prophet did not tell them come from afar is that he himself would die. And when told not to leave her alone in the cold stairs and died. Yes, it was, I had to ... But soon returned, returning to die, die happy.

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never closer to a (my?) Dog.

Moving mentioned in the previous article included a paragraph complicated, within all the changes complicated points usually come, but in this case was a complicated point that at first glance seemed easy, and it was not. In order not to digress and mention it to end the mass "? reader of this corner, the fact is that you had to care for and transport a dog, and someone had to examine it.

Of course, in the tradition of participation and charming that my parents have grown with me all my life, my father entrusted the task to me.

But we started well, it is the only dog \u200b\u200bfor which my acquaintance (for my close) canofobia not affect me. If anyone has ever seen me play, petting, or talking kindly to a dog, it's him.

In fact, supposedly, or at least at first, the dog was mine ...

Why would I, who have never been given to the animals, have a dog? Memory fails me, but really, in my rambling incomplete records, I conclude that someone, "someone" must have looked bad in those lonely years and thought that a pet, it has since forced me to abandon a of my favorite games (that is, to dirt roads and villages of stone in the yard where they lived at the time my paternal grandparents), I would do well. By the way, provide some resources and would deliver a puppy to a old friend.

But things began to come out in unexpected ways from the time it was very clear that my little hobbit hole was not prepared either to receive a couple of tastings, let alone a dog. From there the pet ended with my grandparents. And Providence can do things: in the end I needed it most. Although since then not stop reminding me every so often my irresponsibility as "father" of the canine, which I prepared to read a complete encyclopedia of dogs, it was useless, because their real masters, my grandparents, following their academic and processed methods of raising pets, home raised as a dog either, for amazement of the experts.

Over the years, and already has had enough, has been a faithful companion and annoying, insatiable in their hunger and their want to play, just needs to talk, and even their flaws (which I will not mention publicly, also deserves dignity , right? You can still have dignity virtual who does.) earned the affection of all. Mine included, what is already an achievement on his part.

So today I had to look after him and take him to his new home.

When I was scared. At times shaking, assume that your instincts made him think in your mind of can that would be left in that place that no longer seemed known, where even the barking sounded weird. He refused at one point even to eat pieces of bread, which spoke of the shock I had. I do that in many years I never dared to even out the corner, they first walk through the courtyard to calm him, and then take to the streets, looking for trees as it travels last trod the paths only go to haircut. I did what ever: hug. Do I have softened the mood with pets? I think not, but this is already the family, and when you feel like something or someone, do those things. It's like what happens when you become a fan of a team guy, you feel like your uncle, your cousin, even your brother why you suffer, get angry (I have witnesses: the mayor of Isla de Maipo, hahaha), cry and laugh with him.

When the time came time to leave most difficult mission: to ensure that the dog not eggs the driver on the long journey that eventually took only half an hour. Surprisingly, and in keeping with the spirit that took place during the day, the dog behaved. In what may be asked a scared pet, taken on a leash, and embraced by an inexperienced young man, of course. But he did well. At times even turned to look at the landscape, and tunnels, as well as those people who have never seen a road, his head down and refused to look.

Arrived a su nuevo hogar, no demoró en acostumbrarse, retomar el hambre y la sed, y en reconocer su nueva casa; pues ya no dormitará bajo una "mejora" de población callampa canina (pues su "hogar invernal" era un toldo tendido entre pared y sillas, cerrado con cajas, y unas mantas): ahora lucirá con estilo una casa de plástico donde he pensado que le cabría muy bien una de esas viejas TV de 5' en blanco y negro. (Pero mantendrá sus viejas mantas)

Es raro que tenga ganas de hablar de un perro, del único perro vivo al que le tengo real cariño (hay algunos pocos a los que les tengo simpatía, después de años de mi fatídico trauma, se me ha abierto un poco la mente), pero creo que it deserves and I deserve it so special I am after work.

could also talk about how I took one for almost a whole afternoon of seven cats, but truth be told, one broke a vase, another swallowed so much food that eventually return, and the truth is a bit reluctant to take care of them, is not exactly the same as with dogs. (And anyway, I've grown accustomed same) So in cats, the words are in another time.