As the faithful renew their vows time to time, one always ends up returning to the same places, ie reading the same authors, musicians listening to them or watching the same movies. It is not easy to predict how we will meet again with those precious memories preserved amulets which idealized in memory, that is, you never know if it will have aged better or worse than his charm. Among
mine set for quite Javier Krahe, not age, at least since his whitening beard as a border of thin profile, solemn, mocking at a time.
Javier Krahe happens with people always laughed a lot with their songs, partly because of his wit, in part because of its consonants and unpredictable rhymes ("I, I feel for Jesus / creepy"). But the truth is that I, for my part, I take ever more seriously, I suspect that all this looks even quixotic Krahe is only a disguise, say a carrier, which camouflages its amalgamation of clarity and tenderness.
And is that Krahe love songs are more hurtful to the very song, their cries at night are more bitter than the blues, his reflections are missiles more accurate than any pamphlet pseudopunk and even its reinterpretation of the classics (" I've been like Odysseus / Penelope's husband) is pure literary criticism.
Krahe
But surely likes to go unnoticed, camouflaged great entertainer of the public who jam their lyrics as if the prayers of a cult endangered species is involved. In fact, freedom is so natural that it has caused problems with right-thinking always alert right and left (And eye, that of loss are as prudish as the right-handed). And while Krahe laughs and keeps out the seriousness on the inside, as we disfigures our bourgeois routine in the three minutes of "Not everything will be screwed."
So do not be fooled by this jolly-looking man who propagates anarchist slogans and, of course, not miss a single one of their concerts.
mine set for quite Javier Krahe, not age, at least since his whitening beard as a border of thin profile, solemn, mocking at a time.
Javier Krahe happens with people always laughed a lot with their songs, partly because of his wit, in part because of its consonants and unpredictable rhymes ("I, I feel for Jesus / creepy"). But the truth is that I, for my part, I take ever more seriously, I suspect that all this looks even quixotic Krahe is only a disguise, say a carrier, which camouflages its amalgamation of clarity and tenderness.
And is that Krahe love songs are more hurtful to the very song, their cries at night are more bitter than the blues, his reflections are missiles more accurate than any pamphlet pseudopunk and even its reinterpretation of the classics (" I've been like Odysseus / Penelope's husband) is pure literary criticism.
Krahe
But surely likes to go unnoticed, camouflaged great entertainer of the public who jam their lyrics as if the prayers of a cult endangered species is involved. In fact, freedom is so natural that it has caused problems with right-thinking always alert right and left (And eye, that of loss are as prudish as the right-handed). And while Krahe laughs and keeps out the seriousness on the inside, as we disfigures our bourgeois routine in the three minutes of "Not everything will be screwed."
So do not be fooled by this jolly-looking man who propagates anarchist slogans and, of course, not miss a single one of their concerts.
