Monday, January 14, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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Jack Peñate is called and has a crazy hairdo that I it reminds P., bangs lying identically on his forehead. I do not know why, but I can also imagine P. with a plaid shirt as Jack while shaking jumps as if we had six years and the world is a bed and we're hearing over at Split stars. I would be sympathetic to a shirt and P.
I have to present, I have to tell P. I hear something like this. And that is like little guitar has the same innocence that lyrics his band, just a teenager, hyper makeup to go to a party wave.
Everything Jack Peñate is that it makes you enjoy music that makes you want to scratch the walls of the house while we are now on the funky little game of chords at the beginning of my favorite Got .
So funny, Jack . Music to be happy.
The album is called Matinée and it is just that, the nights apagábamos lights and had to hurry and dance of life because we came back early, at one, two, with luck, and that's always so little when we were twelve years less, and you screwed up the legs to kiss a girl.
Now it seems that Jack is going to lower the decibels a bit, but it is only a little and or we realize.
Torn on the platform sarcasm begins with your child, you lost but actually wanted. A pause and the outbreak of this guitar is when you're laughing again with everyone.
We are in the part I like the disc. Once this occurs I can not hear when you talk, I'll be going round in my universe.
For as things were coming, get ready, because Learning lines will surprise you. you do also "soul, Jack? . It'll do agree a little Jamiroquai.
And when you're looking for the party leadership in putting this issue, you're there listening to it over, you only know it by heart. Want to see girls you like the music, makin ' canchero and do not realize how artificial posture. However, not a lie if you believe that music and seduction things are not so different.
Run for your life is the part where we agree, we have twelve years old and we remember - a Once we escape from something, someone. At that time we ran always. We had fun. The way we bring the story is equal to the speed we ran that evening. How nice it was run.
And now, if we calmed down a bit. It's hot and if you dance a lot makes you want to sit a while and drink. You serve you a bit of coca in a white plastic cup and when you think party cup starts ringing We will be here and there as still 're also more vulnerable and perhaps, even minimally, to understand that what you feel is the pain that I tattooed the No.
At that time, Made of codes and My Ivonne are the two extremes by varying your mood.
The way you recompose the second time is the history you had with another mine, ease and a certain grace that you remember now I would never give ball. Second, minute or hour is the way that you laugh and you are well again. Already well again.
And you come back to when the clock makes you a face that is in some ways, the first time you have news of the death. The celebration is tinged with an atmosphere of Early termination and a sense of depth is greater when it perceive a rare type of rudeness, violence. The climate is very When we die, a reassurance to hybridize where the beauty of what happened and the taste of death that may have the lights on at a party at two o'clock when we were twelve years, unless .
For when your old you are bringing home, Jack Peñate will appear again, playing another great soul. This insurance should talk to go. As Jack is a clown, and for him nothing is serious enough, play hide the end of the disk, when you believe that there is nothing left, when you remember something someone told you at the party and you draw a smile has no qualms about resting on your face.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
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Prima had been up all night spreading his 3 years in every corner of the house and me, my cousin drew a smile you will not see for a long time and today that overdose of us laugh and to walk both playing well, so beautiful and carefree with every second of your body.
write too long sentences when I speak of you, cousin sometimes you afraid of me.
My Mom who is her aunt talked and talked and Prima repeated and repeated, inconvenient and reinvented letters by a music that was more like a seduction.
Prima literature.
At one point Aunt and niece were tied up and formed a ball with your hands. Pursued played to and fro in the immensity of that round for two. The others were just complementing the public that theater vaguely bright laughter and screams.
are turning both clumsy drawing a circle with sweetness fills the patio.
I secretly listened Where is my mind , a song that makes me good. I thought of my cousin, as I will not make Santa Fe, talk all afternoon but be afraid. See more often thought of her and Cousins.
Queen Maga, I'll give you a camel to come looking for me and take me to Santa Fe to take milk.
thought of my Aunt Mom dressed. He saw her dancing, hiding to see her friend for her. He looked at her when she laughed so much and felt so comfortable with the wind of Cordoba convulsing on the leaves of the patio. It was all made an outburst of joy.
You look like Anna Karina in Pierrot the madman .
saw them as aunt and niece, and thought that calculated in June with my brother.
After a while, my mom invited me out to dance.
- I do not want.
Already all woman on Friday night in the courtyard.