I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over.
My ideas? All that I have… Are all that I am. ^__^Archive for Music
Music to fall in love.
A piano soft like a whisper, the violin that answer with melancholy, a deep echo remains all time… Then the rithm changes, they found eachother in a musical explosion when the drums drives your heart beat to an electric crying feeling.
Ólafur Arnalds is an Iceland’s musician, another one that became one of my favourites. I think that Iceland should be my next destination… Who knows. Enjoy!
Radiohead & the right time in life
I was thinking about the things you choose to live and the things you want to live and you couldn’t, no matter how hard you try. Sometimes you’re lucky and you find your way, you get what you want and everything you dream cames true in “the right moment”. Gosh! I meant, when you get what you want when you need it and when you want it. BOTH!
When I was in México Radiohead came to France… So I could’t see them! You know it’s one of “THE CONCERTS OF MY LIFE”. When their latest album came out wow! I just dowloaded from the web site! Then I bought it and then I lost it, now my roomate have it here in France! Nostalgy.
I’m kinda disappointed. Don’t know, the latest months I’ve got such lessons about time matters…
Beauties can die…
Goddess and woman. Once, a metal blonde depressive girl and now a romantic brunette.
I guess that there’s some kind of girl… Like me, that needs to solve some kind of paradigm deep inside. Our God it’s our Demon. Many times our biggest, darkest, strongest enemy lives in ourselves and we must fight him, trying to call him by his real name, so then we will be free. There are many stories, poems, paintings, movies, etc., about this. We are alchemists. Its funny how in this video of one of my favorite Mexican singers, you can watch the brunette killing the blonde, Ely probably knows something about this mythology because in her biography you’ll find a battle between the model and the outcast musician. There are some other Alchemist, Druids, and Prophets… Wise people who help you, they know your real name, love you and stay by your side. There are many others, kind of wise who can call you by your real name, but they use it against you. Read the rest of this entry »
Flo français-rastaman in CA
I met this guy in Christmas time. 01/01/ 2009 we were in the middle of nowhere in the south of France with our friends, he was playing his guitar and singing. He’s the brother of a very good friend that I met here in Rennes. He lived in NY City for a while in order to play, learn and improve his music, now he lives in Canada with his girlfriend. I wish him the best.
Check his music here: MySpace
Siempre me quedará / Il me restera toujours…
How sweet is to find a soundtrack for your feelings. This morning walking in the downtown of Rennes at ‘Republique’ station I heard a whisper, not for me… But I didn’t care and I steal it.
The lyrics of this beautiful song by Bebe a Spanish singer makes me think that my language is the most beautiful. Althought my interpretation is not the real, the feeling that stays it’s a strong nostalgia of an obsession that took your head and killed a part of you and when you remember what happened your body reproduces how it felt.
Bref. It’s a sensual lullaby.
Cronopios, poesía y tiempo.
Encontré ésta poesía , después de soñar con mi ex, sentir la tristeza y el candor de un recuerdo fuerte… Ese recuerdo que me llevaría a buscar y encontrar… El que busca encuentra y voilà, es simple.
Si, esa noche de domíngo, dos corazones estando lejos estuvieron juntos y se despedian, es como un ciclo eterno. Es como un extracto de una película de David Lynch. Diablos! >_<
Y yo que quiero ser Cronopio! Read the rest of this entry »
L’amour et la musique française.
I met a french guy 4 months ago, he amazed me with his blue eyes, his way of thinking and many other things! I didn’t recognize the feeling before, but I used to love to talk with him in French, sometimes in Spanish or just stay with him and drink, draw something. We love to be together and that was obviously something special that we didn’t hide.
I am so visual you know? I like to watch beautiful things, portraits, drawings, movies, the sky, the sea… And I’ve found that he is one of the most beautiful visions that I’d ever had, wake up and find his eyes and smile. It seems like Ely Guerra wrote “Ojos claros, labios rosas” for a guy like my Vincent.
Vincent avec pas-chat
I was so blue when I met him that he shared with me a song in french that I didn’t understand but he explained me the lyrics… Now it’s so clear! The song is “Serre-moi” by Tryo. When I listened it again in December (few weeks ago) I knew that I had to turn off the page of my life.
Deuxième fois
Why is everything so confusing for me right now? Maybe cause I dont want to wake up early and run to the university and this feeling of freedom is brand new! But now something is closed and I was 14 the first time I heard this song, and few months ago I found that was in french damn! I used to love it and once again I am so predictable, be darky and complicated can be carried at the same time with a smile, with poetry and hapiness. 
————Lyrics—————
Si je cale
droit vers ma profonde souffrance
Si je nage
dans un grand verre qui est vide
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
car avant de mourir vaut mieux
souffrir une deuxime fois…
Si je croise
les doigts sur cette pnurie
regarde bien les larmes qui coulent de mon visage
tu sentiras soudain le parfum de mon courage
et si cette chute d’angoise me condamne pour toujours
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
remarque bien la solitude de ma pice
tu sentiras mes forts soupcons de detresse
alors laisse jaillir cette chute d’angoise de ma bouteille
bien avant de mourir faudra
souffrir un deuxime fois…
Hang
WOW! I’ve found something amazing! A beloved gave me this chance and these things happens for something. I had to cross the ocean to meet this instrument! This makes me think of future, like a thing from another time, another planet and yes why not from a secret civilisation.
This is my instrument and curiously in Rennes there’s a guy that went to Switzertland and got his own Hang! Now I’m the next!! XD
Gray music
Randomly I’ve found these videos in my favorites… I’ve studied tonight and I wanted to relax.
I know that being so far away in the same latitude as Quebec in an amazingly petite et belle ville with the gray and cold days that I love, bring beautiful and sad memories staying in your room instead of out with your new class mates and drink cidre and eat crepes AGAIN! could be weird, but hey I am such a romantic and passionated girl (Drama Queen)… And yeah I’ve caught a terrible cold HA! XD Read the rest of this entry »
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