tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65687791507408721852012-02-16T20:26:21.874-08:00Mauricio Pardo Jaramillonoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568779150740872185.post-10692155519226324362011-09-21T12:04:00.000-07:002011-09-21T12:17:01.251-07:00Hace mucho tiempo descubri a la que ahora es quizás mi cantante favorita: Liliana Felipe... la descubrí en un disco llamado Divas Mexicanas, en donde entre otras cantan Eugenia León, Margie Bermejo y Susana Zabaleta... En este disco La Felipe canta el magnífico tema San Miguel Arcangel, desde ahi me quedó sonando, luego con el tiempo pude conseguir gran parte de su discografía y me enteré de varios aspectos de su vida; argentina, radicada en méjico, excomulgada (gana puntos por eso), amante de las suculentas, activista y un largo etcétera...<br /><br />Quería copiar uno de los textos que lee antes de una de sus canciones:<br /><br />"Durante los CUATRO siglos que duró la inquisición<br /><br />fueron llevadas a la hoguera OCHO millones de personas. <br /><br />La mayoría mujeres.<br /><br />Lo que da un total de CINCUENTA Y CINCO personas ejecutadas diariamente <br /><br /><br />durante solo CUATROCIENTOS años.<br /><br />Si la inquisición me hubiera juzgado<br /><br />habría sido por: <br /><br />hereje,<br /><br />apóstata, <br /><br />materialista,<br /><br />libertina,<br /><br />sediciosa,<br /><br />cismática,<br /><br />blasfema,<br /><br />presbilesbiana,<br /><br />testícula de Jehová,<br /><br />antiperonista,<br /><br />rebelde,<br /><br />pertinaz,<br /><br />contumaz,<br /><br />y puta."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6568779150740872185-1069215551922632436?l=mesadenocheeclectica.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mauricio Pardo Jaramillonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568779150740872185.post-21841763327147468182008-08-12T09:57:00.000-07:002008-08-12T10:17:15.381-07:00Publico aqui las letras de las canciones del último disco que salió del grupo británico Portishead... me ha gustado mucho, a pesar de no ser tan depresivo y melódico como los anteriores... electrónico no sé, sería talvez mas apropiado decir que es mas "experimental" y ecléctico para usar la dichosa palabreja... sorprende la bonita canción "Deep water" que no sé porque me recuerda a la música del Sur de Norteamérica... un poquito desafinada (a drede) que le dá un ambiente de grabación antigua junto con los coros masculinos...<br /><br /><br /><br /> The Rip<br /><br />As she walks in the room<br />Scented and tall<br />Hesitating once more<br />And as I take on myself<br />And the bitterness I felt<br />I realise that love flows<br /><br />Wild, white horses<br />They will take me away<br />And the tenderness I feel<br />Will send the dark underneath<br />Will I follow?<br /><br />Through the glory of life<br />I will scatter on the floor<br />Disappointed and sore<br />And in my thoughts I have bled<br />For the riddles I've been fed<br />Another lie moves over<br /><br />Wild, white horses<br />They will take me away<br />And the tenderness I feel<br />Will send the dark underneath<br />Will I follow?<br /><br />Wild, white horses<br />They will take me away<br />And the tenderness I feel<br />Will send the dark underneath<br />Will I follow?<br /><br /> Silence<br /><br />Esteja alerta para as regras dos três <br />O que você dá, retornará para você <br />Essa lição, você tem que aprender <br />Você só ganha o que você merece<br /><br />Tempted in our minds <br />Tormented inside lie <br />Wounded and afraid <br />Inside my head <br />Falling through changes <br /><br />Did you know when you lost? <br />Did you know when I wanted? <br />Did you know what I lost? <br />Do you know what I wanted? <br /><br />Empty in our hearts <br />Crying out in silence <br />Wandered out of reach <br />Too far to speak <br />Drifting unable <br /><br />Did you know when you lost? <br />Did you know when I wanted? <br />Did you know what I lost? <br />Do you know what I wanted?<br /><br /><br /> We Carry On<br /><br />The taste of life I can't describe<br />It's choking on my mind<br />Reaching out I can't believe<br />Faith it can't decide<br /><br />On and on I carry on<br />But underneath my mind<br />And on and on I tell my self<br />It's this I can't disguise<br /><br />Oh can't you see<br />Holding on to my heart<br />I bleed the taste of life<br /><br />The pace, the time, I can't survive<br />It's grinding down the view<br />Breaking out which way to choose<br />A choice I can't renew<br /><br />Holding on I carry on<br />But underneath my mind<br />And on and on I tell my self<br />It's this I can't disguise<br /><br />Oh can't you see<br />Holding on to my heart<br />I bleed, no place is safe<br />Can't you see the taste of life<br /><br /><br /> Machine Gun<br /><br />I saw a saviour, a saviour come my way<br />I thought I'd see it in the cold light of day<br />But now I realise that I'm only for me<br /><br />If only I could see you return myself to me<br />And recognise the poison in my heart<br />There is no other place, no one else I face<br />The remedy will agree with how I feel<br /><br />Here are my front teeth, what more can I say?<br />For I am guilty for the voice that I obey<br />Too scared to sacrifice the choice chosen for me<br /><br />If only I could see you return myself to me<br />And recognise the poison in my heart<br />There is no other place, no one else I face<br />The remedy to agree with how I feel<br /><br /><br /><br />Threads<br /><br />Better if I could find the words to say<br />Whenever I take a choice it turns away<br /><br />I'm worn, tired of my mind<br />I'm worn out, thinking of why<br />I'm always so unsure<br /><br />I battle my thoughts I find I can't explain<br />I've travelled so far but somehow feel the same<br /><br />I'm worn, tired of my mind<br />I'm worn out, thinking of why<br />I'm always so unsure<br />I'm always so unsure<br /><br />I'm worn, tired of my mind<br />I'm worn out, thinking of why <br />I'm always so unsure<br />I'm always so unsure<br /><br />I'm always so unsure<br />I'm always so unsure<br />I'm always so unsure<br />I'm always so unsure<br /><br />I am alive when I sleep<br />Why am I not in all that I got?<br />I can't find no one to blame<br /><br />Stand, stand, damned one<br />Damned one<br />Damned one<br />Damned one<br /><br />I am one<br />Damned<br />One<br /><br />Where do I go?<br /><br /><br /> Nylon Smile<br /><br />I'd like to laugh at what you said<br />but I just can't find a smile<br />I wonder why you can't<br />I struggle with myself<br />hoping I might change a little<br />hoping that I might be someone I wanna be<br /><br />looking out I want to know someone might care <br />looking out I want a reason to be there<br />cause I don't know what I've done to deserve you<br />and I don't know what I'll do without you<br /><br />looking out I want to know some way might clear<br />looking out I want a reason to repair <br />cause I don't know what I've done to deserve you<br />and I don't know what I'll do without you<br /><br />I can't see nothing good<br />and nothing is so bad<br />I never had a chance<br />to explain exactly what I meant<br /><br /><br /><br />Hunter<br /><br />No one said,<br />We'd ever know each other.<br />A new evidence, is what we require,<br />In this world.<br /><br />I stand on the edge of a broken sky,<br />And I'm looking down, don't know why.<br /><br />And if I should fall, would you hold me?<br />Would you pass me by?<br />Ooh, you know I'd ask you for nothing,<br />Just to wait for a while.<br /><br />So confused,<br />My thoughts are taken over.<br />Unwanted horizons face me instead,<br />Won't let go.<br /><br />I stand on the edge of a broken sky,<br />And I'm looking down, don't know why.<br /><br />And if I should fall, would you hold me?<br />Would you pass me by?<br />Ooh, you know I'd ask you for nothing,<br />Just to wait for a while.<br /><br /><br />Magic Doors<br /><br />I can't deny what I've become<br />I'm just emotionally undone<br />I can't deny, I can't be someone else<br /><br />when I have tried to find the words<br />To describe this sense absurd<br />Try to resist my thoughts<br />But I can't lie<br /><br />I've been losing myself<br />My desire I can't have<br />No reason am I for<br /><br />I can't divide or hide from me<br />I don't know who I'm meant to be<br />I guess it's just the person that I am<br /><br />Often I've dreamt that I don't wait<br />Enjoy the gift of my mistake<br />Like then again I'm wrong and I confess<br /><br />I've been losing my self<br />My desire I can't have<br />No reason am I for<br /><br /><br /><br />Small<br /><br />If I remember the night that we met<br />Tasted a wine that I'll never forget<br />Opened the doorway and saw through the light<br />Motions of movement and I felt delight<br /><br />She spoke of freedom, "A way in," she said<br />"A wisdom that took me away from the bed"<br />Spoke of the glory that we had become<br />I felt forgiven in all I've become<br /><br />Small, tasteless, and forgot<br />Hoping to see, blinded like me<br />You tried to understand, but you're just a man<br />Open to scorn just like me<br /><br />Failure again<br />Tried to pretend<br />Who you were then<br />Who you are now<br /><br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br /><br />Small, tasteless, and forgot<br />Hoping to see, blinded like me<br />You tried to understand, but you're just a man<br />Open to scorn just like me<br /><br />Failure again<br />Tried to pretend<br />Who you were then<br />Who you are now<br /><br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br />Hating the lord<br /><br /><br /><br />Plastic<br /><br />I wonder why<br />I don't know what you see<br />Of course I care<br />I won't pretend<br /><br />It's just a thought<br />I've said enough<br />Don't you know life turns me<br />Always wants me<br />I can hardly pray<br /><br />I could try<br />But don't know what you hear<br />'Cause in my heart<br />You were so clear<br /><br />It's just a thought<br />I've said enough<br />Don't you know life turns me<br />Always wants me<br />I can hardly pray<br /><br />On your stage<br />A show that you create<br />All by yourself<br />I am nowhere<br /><br />You never noticed<br />You were so sure<br />Don't you know life turns me<br />Always wants me<br />I can hardly pray<br /><br /><br />Deep Water<br /><br />I'm drifting in deep water<br />Alone with my self-doubting, again<br />Try not to struggle this time<br />For I will weather the storm<br /><br />Gotta remember (gonna remember)<br />Don't fight it (don't fight it)<br />[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/bTpJ ]<br />Even if I (even if I)<br />Don't like it (don't like it)<br /><br />Somehow, turn me around<br />(Somehow, turn me around)<br /><br />No matter how far I drift<br />Deep waters (Deep waters)<br />Won't scare me tonight<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6568779150740872185-2184176332714746818?l=mesadenocheeclectica.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mauricio Pardo Jaramillonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6568779150740872185.post-47799927619019407792008-02-25T12:11:00.000-08:002008-02-25T12:33:15.650-08:00Bueno... estoy apenas empezando a cacharrear con un blog, no sé que rayos voy a meter aqui, pero bueno, por algo se empieza... supongo que podría empezar con temas de mi interés, a lo mejor nadie lea esto (o a lo mejor si) pero es una forma de expresar por escrito algo de lo que es uno... bueno, la cosa se pone filosófica aqui, pues ya estoy diciendo que "uno" es en cierta forma los temas que le interesan o le gustan; no sé si es favorable o no, pero he pasado por diversas etapas de mi interés en paleontología, empecé con Braquiópodos (conchas) del Paleozoico (periodo comprendido entre hace 540 y 250 millones de años), luego mi interés se dirigió hacia los ostrácodos (otras conchitas pero mas pequeñas) pero mi atención a este grupo se extinguió rapidamente al no existir bibliografía disponible que me permitiera trabajar algo mas comodamente con ellos. Hubo una etapa en que me enfoqué a los foraminíferos (otras Conchas! pero estas sí diminutas en la mayoría de los casos), por cosas de la vida (misteriosos son los caminos del Señor) terminé trabajando con algas calcáreas (que como su nombre lo indica son algas que forman sus paredes celulares de Carbonato de Calcio)... actualmente (Febrero de 2008) no he abandonado mi interés por éstas, sin embargo por oportunidades relacionadas con mi trabajo actual, estoy empezando a trabajar con un vertebrado, un Astrapoterio (para informarse que rayos (o relámpagos?) es un astrapoterio pueden dirigirse al blog de mi amigo Jorge Moreno que se llama "El Pantano del Purussaurus" (<a href="http://www.purussaurus.blogspot.com/">www.purussaurus.blogspot.com</a>)¨. (que bien!, acabo de descubrir que esta cosa crea los vinculos automaticamente).<br />Todo esto es solo en cuanto a la paleontología, pero como dice el nombre del blog, es este un experimento ecléctico. osea que un día podría ingresar información acerca de bichos extintos, junto con letras de canciones de massive atack o de Rocío Durcal, según lo pachuco que amanezca ese día.<br />Ya me cansé de escribir basura, además tengo cosas que hacer, supongo que puedo esperar comentarios si es que alguien se atreve a entrar o encuentra por casualidad este recóndito paraje de la maraña del cyber-espacio...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6568779150740872185-4779992761901940779?l=mesadenocheeclectica.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mauricio Pardo Jaramillonoreply@blogger.com1