sábado, 7 de marzo de 1981
viernes, 6 de marzo de 1981
jueves, 5 de marzo de 1981
AÑOS 80: JOHNNIE WALKER RYDER CUP 1981
Eran los grandes patrocinadores
De los grandes
Eventos
miércoles, 4 de marzo de 1981
AÑOS 80: OPEN INTERNACIONAL ESMIRNOFF DE ESQUÍ ARTÍSTICO EN SIERRA NEVADA
En los 80
Sierra Nevada seguía cubierta de nieve
En abril.
martes, 3 de marzo de 1981
lunes, 2 de marzo de 1981
AÑOS 80: OPEN TORRAS HOSTENCH
¡Cómo nos gustaba aquella
Barcelona hermosa
Y señorial!
Capital Europea
Centro cultural y económico
Y ahora...
Un albañal
Un putiferio
domingo, 1 de marzo de 1981
El comienzo
Los años ochenta fueron mis años de juventud
Decía el gran maestro Zen
Mick Jagger:
« De jóvenes éramos guapos, alegres, ilusionados y gilipollas
Ahora sólo somos gilipollas »
Lo suscribo.
Fue una gran década
La viví con intensidad
Con locura
Bajé a los infiernos
Viví en el Paraíso
Y no me arrepiento de nada
Fue una gran época...
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When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five
But now the days are short
I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
And it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
jueves, 26 de abril de 1979
EL LOCO
****
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
I remember long ago another starry night like this
In the firelight Fernando
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally
I was so afraid Fernando
We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die
And I'm not ashamed to say
The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
Now we're old and grey Fernando
And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the Rio Grande?
I can see it in your eyes
How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright, Fernando
They were shining there for you and me
For liberty, Fernando
Though I never thought that we could lose
There's no regret
If I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando
Yes, if I had to do the same again
I would, my friend, Fernando...
jueves, 20 de noviembre de 1975
FRANCISCO FRANCO BAHAMONDE, CAUDILLO DE ESPAÑA POR LA GRACIA DE DIOS (El Ferrol, 4 de diciembre de 1892-Madrid, 20 de noviembre de 1975)
CARLOS SÁENZ DE TEJADA: "La Guerra ha terminado" (1939)
QUE TÚ BORDASTE ROJO AYER
(CARLOS SÁEZ DE TEJADA - 1940 )
FRANCISCO FRANCO BAHAMONDE
( Anónimo )
FRANCISCO FRANCO, 1941
( IGNACIO ZULOAGA )
ALEGORÍA DE FRANCO Y LA CRUZADA, 1948
( Arturo Reque Meruvia «Kemer» )
20 de Noviembre de 1975
TESTAMENTO POLÍTICO DEL CAUDILLO
viernes, 18 de julio de 1975
ÓRGANO
Las mañanas de verano me sentaba frente al grandioso órgano de la catedral, y escuchaba los ensayos del Maestro de Capilla.
Por unos minutos llegaba a creer que Dios existía.
Karl Richter
Gert van Hoef
GlassDuo
SinfonityTV Guitar
domingo, 27 de abril de 1975
jueves, 26 de abril de 1973
LA ROMÁNTICA ESCULTURA DE MARINA MORENO
Y yo pensaba que era del año anterior.
¿Qué habrá sido de mi buen amigo González?
Todavía jugaba con figuritas de indios y vaqueros.
Y piratas, y soldados y tipos tenebrosos.
Mycroft siempre fue imprescindible.
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