Life on mars? - David Bowie

Existen las múltiples dimensiones en la vida? Estoy tratando de moverme a una vida paralela por unos días y bueno... si bien en realidad eso no existe (no creo que exista), por un momento uso el aire para sentir que las cosas que dejo atrás son solo imaginarias, y por un rato... no están ahí.
Viejo aeropuerto y vieja sensación. El viaje a la línea paralela y el cuenta de retorno.
Nada es para siempre.

It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousey hair,
But her mummy is yelling, "No!"
And her daddy has told her to go,
But her friend is no where to be seen.
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seats with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen,
But the film is sadd'ning bore
For she's lived it ten times or more.
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?

It's on America's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again.
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads.
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns,
But the film is a sadd'ning bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more.
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors
Fighting in the dance hall.
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go.
It's the freakiest show.
Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy.
Oh man!
Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show.
Is there life on Mars?

Absolute beginners - David Bowie

Esas seis manos me dieron el momento más intenso y placentero de los últimos... 37 años? Para eso vive uno, para que 3 inconscientes le pateen a uno el culo con sonrisas e inocencia.
Tal vez es mucho tiempo para darse cuenta de esos pequeños detalles, pero me doy chance pensando que los buenos tiempo se valoran mejor con la edad. pero me lo he perdido bastante¡¡¡
Pero nadie me lo borra de la mente. Eso si lo prometo.
Tante gratzie ragazzos. Il mio vecchio cuore sento giovane di oggi.

I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take
I'm an absolute beginner
And I'm absolutely sane
As long as we're together
The rest can go to hell
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
With eyes completely open
But nervous all the same

If our love song
Could fly over mountains
Could laugh at the ocean/sail over heartaches second time
Just like the films
There's no reason
To feel all the hard times
To lay down the hard lines
It's absolutely true

Nothing much could happen
Nothing we can't shake
Oh we're absolute beginners
With nothing much at stake
As long as you're still smiling
There's nothing more I need
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
But if my love is your love
We're certain to succeed

Ashes to ashes - David Bowie

Que hoy sea un día menos peligroso, que ya no encuentre incentivos en el alcohol, y que haga las cosas que debo hacer sin creer que soy más valiente, más importante o más intenso.
Menos mal que fue gracioso, pero no se recomienda repetir sin la asistencia previa de expertos. Ya se que soy casi alcohólico, nadie me lo tiene que descubrir, pero a lo mejor eso no interesa tanto en un contexto tan raro.
Y a lo mejor no debo joder mucho con eso.

Do you remember a guy thats been
In such an early song
Ive heard a rumour from ground control
Oh no, dont say its true

They got a message from the action man
Im happy, hope youre happy too
Ive loved all Ive needed love
Sordid details following

The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of jap girls in synthesis and i
Aint got no money and I aint got no hair
But Im hoping to kick but the planet its glowing

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
Ill stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
Im stuck with a valuable friend
Im happy, hope youre happy too
One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom

Heroes - David Bowie

Y si las cosas no estuvieran tan bien en lo económico? Las inversiones fueron buena idea, pero es mejor tener al banco minimizado y lo se bien...
Soy un gran afortunado al lado de mi familia y mis amigos en ese rubro, y creo que es responsable ser cuidadoso. Los afortunados no tenemos más que suerte, y los buenos la tienen difícil... claro, es obvio en quien pienso, aunque seguramente es más mi poca información que la realidad de las cosas.
Ese sueño me sigue mostrando muy egoísta.
Ese sueño no es verdad. Que sea la última vez.

I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins-like dolphins can swim
Though nothing-nothing will keep us together
We can beat them-for ever and ever
Oh we can be heroes-just for one day
I-I will be king
And you-you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be heroes-just for one day
We can beat them-just for one day
I-I can remember
Standing-by the wall
And the guns-shot above our heads
And we kissed-as though nothing could fall
And the shame-was on the other side
Oh we can beat them-forever and ever
Then we could be heroes-just for one day
We can be heroes
Just for one day
We can be heroes
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh, oh, oh, ohhh-oh, oh, oh, ohhh, just for one day
Oh, just for one day

Sound and vision - David Bowie

A Bowie le debo reivindicar muchas veces más... es el tipo que me hizo ver la androginia como arte, y la provocación como método. La melodía y el rtimo. La experimientación y la elegancia.
La cultura rock a través de los personajes.
Gracias a eso me divierto tanto con las caras de la gente. Voy descubirendo cómplices y pacatos. Me voy haciendo distinto sin ser dintinguido. Solo me falta cantar. No sería el Duque Blanco ni Ziggy.
Sería Salmón. Más o menos como soy.

Ahhh...
Ahhh...
Doo, doo, dooohoo, doo, doo
doo, doo, doo, doo, do-do, doohoo
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision
Blue, blue, electric blue
That's the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue
Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue
I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision

Wild is the wind - David Bowie

Basta de excesos, han sido días de alcohol y tembladera... y de excesos verbales también.
Hoy se cierra otro capítulo eternamente dedicado a terminar relaciones buenas en la cama y tormentosas en cualquier otra parte. Y tal vez está empezando una nueva... pero eso es lo de menos, es otro dia de luto, por los mismos motivos de siempre.
Claro, en un momento de debilidad así uno se pone fatalista, pero sigue siendo mejor prevenir que curar, y es hora de terminar esto de la mejor manera, y no de la peor, pero siempre apunto a eso...

Love me, love me, love me, say you do
Let me fly away with you
For my love is like the wind, and wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Give me more than one caress, satisfy this hungriness
Let the wind blow through your heart
For wild is the wind, wild is the wind

You touch me, I hear the sound of mandolins
You kiss me
With your kiss my life begins
You're spring to me, all things to me
Don't you know, you're life itself!

Like the leaf clings to the tree,
Oh, my darling, cling to me
For we're like creatures of the wind, and wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

Like the leaf clings to the tree,
Oh, my darling, cling to me
For we're like creatures in the wind, and wild is the wind

Wild is the wind...

Starman - David Bowie

Tengo un poco de indignación en el alma, pues ya estoy harto de parecer el ratón en una historia donde merezco mejor destino. Espero que una buena amistad sea un precio pagable para este aguante. Y espero todo llegue adonde espero que llegue y está previsto que sea.
En fin, fue buena mañana para Bowie y corretear niñas, tal vez eso mejore un poco mi humor ¿no? Siempre hay swing para un poco de coqueteo, pero no te asustes si las cosas no salen como esperas.
Si no tuviera la paciencia que tengo, creo que no hubiera llegado donde llegué, y con una vez... no basta.
Ya nos conversamos.

Didn't know what time it was and the lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase
That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive

There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that's far out so you heard him too!
Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light
If we can sparkle he may land tonight
Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright

The man who sold the world - David Bowie

Que día para enojos y mediocridades, con esta falta de profesionalismo voy a tener que moderar mi lengua y mis costumbres. Porque me estoy acostumbrando a alzar la voz y perder la paciencia.
En fin... nadie se va a morir y todo va a seguir casi igual, casi lo mismo. Yo emprendo retirada y salgo feliz en el balance, pro con un poco de prisa, ya llegó mi fecha de vencimiento y es cuestión de horas-minutos-segundos.
Adeu, nos vemos pronto.

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago

(x2)
Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

Space Oditty - David Bowie

Que días tan acelerados, la verdad es que me hace falta un gran, gran descanso pero no se si me lo permitiré. La adicción a la velocidad se ha puesto aún peor.
Con esta canción me quede feliz por ahora, poner la cabeza en la luna me vendría bien, y los músculos en el refrigerador... si todo sale como debe salir...
Y dar vueltas y vueltas, pero siempre regresar, como el ombligo del astronauta, libertad pero no mucha. Libertad dependiente...

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"

Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

"Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do."

Changes - David Bowie

He ignorado olímpica y tontamente a Bowie por muchos años, y no he tenido más remedio, al escucharlo con cuidado, que golpearme con una piedra... cuanto tiempo desperdiciado. Tengo mucho por descubrir todavía.
Empecé cuando una amiga española me prestó unos Greatest Hits en Panamá (buena época para escuchar música), y ahí me di cuenta de su influencia en la música, de su originalidad y la profundidad de lo que hace... y encima es andrógino... que es una forma de mostrarse que siempre me ha encantado explorar.
La primera vez que oí de este tema (a veces soy observador) fue en una revista donde entrevistaban a algún rockero naciente (1988¡¡¡) y lo comparaban con Bowie por el tono de voz... y titulaban Ch-ch-ch-changes. Algo olía bien.
Estos días estoy en la senda de asumir también un riesgo profesional (calculado, económico) y me animo cantando, queriendo creer, que aunque no me hagan rico, me harán un poco más feliz, riesgos calculados todavía, pero es algo.
Estoy animandome no? un mes para salir de la tristeza es poco, seis talvez sea suficiente, pero se hace camino al andar.

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

PS Sí, aparece en Shreck también, y no es un mal momento.