Music Drives Us II

My son is now 12 years old.

It's wild.

I do this technique where I think back to that age, that year, and what I was doing back then; physically, emotionally, etc. It makes my life easier because I don't overreact as much, or I go "Oh riiiiiiight." A lot. 

But, let's focus on WHY I began writing this post. Music.

He's now asking for MORE music. He listens to all the current things; eg, Rosalía, KarolG, BadBunny, etc... But he's asking about Food Fighters, Pearl Jam, Blink 182, Metallica, etc.

I have held myself back because if you know me. That's me. That's me all over. But I can't scare him away.

I've started to say, OK, you are 12 years and 7 months.... In August 1995, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness came out. 

...and that's why he now likes Smashing Pumpkins, his favorite is Bullet with Butterfly Wings.

I do notice patterns, he likes the fast, alternative rock. He hasn't trained his ear to Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin, he doesn't enjoy melodic tunes like Radiohead or Blind Melon. In other words, he's more of a Soundgarden, than a Chris Cornell fan; Pearl Jam, than a Eddie Vedder fab.

Isn't it amazing how life comes back.

I always said Music Drives Us.

It isn't different for my son 

He sleeps with music in loop (girls too).

Music drives his soul.

Not Enjoying The Moment

I caught myself thinking about the title of this post two weeks ago. 

I was at a concert with Lety, family, and friends. It was a great concert - one of those that have the perfect set up, you know? It isn't wild, it isn't boring, it wasn't too hot, it wasn't freezing, the acoustics couldn't have been better (Anfiteatro de Chavón), and the stage was on point.

Here is when it hit me.

As soon as it all began I noticed something shocking. The majority of the people took out their cellphones and began filming. Normal? Sure. However, they were not filming the concert.

They were filming themselves - at the concert.

They took selfies. 

They were not filming themselves with the singer behind them, they were not taking selfies of themselves with the stage as their backdrop. 

Just Them.

The concert, basically, did not exist to them. 

They sang along without looking at the stage.

I felt they could have just stayed at home listening to their favorite artist on Spotify, YouTube, CDs, or whatever it is that they might have. One lady streamed the entire concert (I felt) on Instagram, camera pointed at her. Her eyes staring at the hearts and thumbs up she was getting.

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The world is moving so fast that we have forgotten to enjoy the moment, enjoy the actual beauty of it all. Why are we looking at our experiences through a lens. Why are we spending the majority of our energy on the recording, rather than living.

Now. I am not perfect. I am not saying that I do not do this at times. It's just that this past experience did keep me thinking. How can I do better? Am I living my moments? Am I enjoying it as best can be? Am I so enveloped with work that I don't live the now? Are the several screens that dictate my life becoming my center?

Something to ponder. Definitely.

Enough to return - here.

PS. Thanks DrZ 

Metallica - Hardwired... to Self-Destruct

On October 8th, 2005 I wrote MUSIC GUIDES ME.

I reread it today after today's previous post on 1979.

However, part of me really wanted to write again because I have been listening to Metallica's new album "Hardwired ... to Self-Destruct."

I am a true Metallica fan. I have each album.
I love each album.

I can rank them, of course - but each album has AT LEAST 3 songs I enjoy a lot.
(Yes, even St.Anger - which even Lars dislikes). I love LOAD and RELOAD and DEATH MAGNETIC <-- all="" because="" blackalbum.="" fans="" from="" i="" is="" it="" killemall="" live="" mention="" metallica="" these="" to="" understood="">

But St.Anger HAD to happen because it was a phase. It is like a rough patch in a relationship, it usually shows an end or rebirth.

This was a rebirth of Metallica - they began to grow, they were better, they were stronger, they matured, and became stronger together.

HARDWIRED is an excellent album

It is as if Metallica became a sum of all its parts.

• "Dream No More" reminds me of "The Thing That Should Not Be" from the Master of Puppets album back in 1987! 
• "Hardwired" has this intense, fast-paced, rip your face off feel to it that it reminds me of "One" from "...And Justice for all." 
• "Atlas Rise" is something out of the Black album mixed with LOAD.
• "Halo On Fire" is a bit like a LOAD/RELOAD song - probably the only one I didn't like much.

Disc 2 - in general - feels like a LOAD/RELOAD album. Strong on lyrics, lacking on the guitar solo / thrash. Effects heavy. 

FOR THE EXCEPTION OF "SPIT OUT THE BONE" <--- ...="" a="" accelerating.="" an="" and="" andjusticeforall="" as="" bang="" bass="" because="" constant="" did="" disc="" div="" double="" drum="" end="" felt="" heart="" i="" killemall.="" last="" my="" of="" offspring="" on="" put="" song="" that="" the="" there="" they="" this="" to="" wanted="" was="" with="">


There are some wonderful fast-paced insane songs and some beautiful melodic songs and some tough-rough-intense songs.

Smashing Pumpkins - 1979

I have been listening to this song over and over again.

I am not a Smashing Pumpkins fan. I like the band, some great songs - but, not a fan. Never even owned an album.

However, this ONE song stirs up emotions that are linked to my adolescence.

I don't even think I heard it A LOT, or recorded it on a VHS tape from MTV, or burned it into a CD.

As soon as it starts, a veil of happiness and tranquility drops on me. I feel carefree somehow. I feel better, all of the sudden.

I think I just wanted to share that, it's a great song, but even as I type this while listening to the song I notice I don't even know the lyrics, I don't even know what this song is ABOUT!

How can a piece of music do this without it being something you have memorized and sung thousand times over?

Music has always been such an intricate part of my life; intertwined with experiences and life moments, but I have to admit sometimes I am amazed at how a song moves me.

It is almost out of the blue.

Any song ever do that to you?

The Duckling

So, having kids means stuff you own disappears and stuff you don't own appears in its place.

For example, I may not find my hairbrush, but I will find a Sophia The First pink necklace in its place. Or, I may misplace my wallet, but I will find a couple of Hot Wheels in my night stand drawer.

Your house is a regular minefield - doll legs, army soldiers, Nerf bullets, and random shoes strewn about.

Finding my mobile is quicker if I just bend down, look into my sweet daughter's eyes, and say, "Where is Daddy's phone?"

Needless to say, I am accustomed to things not being in place.

However, this morning, as I groggily walked into the shower, my eyes locked with this.

Look at it.

Staring at you.

In your birthday suit.

That is a freaky stare.

What is he thinking?

Why is he here?

Why isn't he back in his bathroom?

Why that weird, awkward look/smile?

Colors

Having three children has changed my life.

I know, repetitive. Too many memes out there.

But it is true, I guess one doesn't notice until you experience it.

The truth is, it has changed my life for the WAY better - there is happiness every day. Sometimes I am so tired and so beat from work that I want to sleep, but I get rushed by 6 open arms and it is like a 5-hour Energy drink.

I love my kids. I truly do.
I have 0 inkling on what my life would be without them.
Honestly, no. I don't want to even think about it.

One of the perks is that I get to relive moments of my childhood!
GI Joes, Army Men, Tazos, Hot Wheels, Puzzles, and COLORING!

COLORING!

The smell of crayons!

Sharpening crayons!

Playing with crayon shavings!

Now, after that introduction - here goes the MEAT of this post.

Crayola Crayons

Please look at the previous picture.

These are ACTUAL colors in my son's box.

Who is in charge of names at CRAYOLA? 

1- MOST of these guys have more creativity than Ben n Jerry's Ice Creams! 

Purple Pizzazz? 

Macaroni and Cheese? 

Purple Mountains' Majesty?

2- SOMEONE is a slight perv.

Tickle me Pink?

3- SOMEONE has zero imagination left and should be fired.

Blue Green?

Yellow Green?

Really? You guys came up with WILD BLUE YONDER and LASER LEMON!?!?!

You settled for Blue Green and Yellow Green?

Now, I know these are more REALISTIC colors than all the others, but the bar has been set high!

You can't just say two colors anymore!

Seaweed Green was taken? 

How about Carnivorous Fern?

Minty Green Delight?

Come on people!

Get with the game!

... one last note ...

Why do you guys still make White?

Who uses white?

Casimiro

Y de dónde habrá salido el nombre Casimiro?

I bet that was a funny story.

O sea, "él casi miró"?

No vieron la sonografia para estar sorprendidos pero CAAAAAASIIII miraron? "Mi amor, caaasimiro" ... "We shall call him Casimiro."

Es que de dónde uno saca ese nombre?

Y cómo uno traduce eso?

Almostlooked Ruiz

No cuadra

Naruto & the Final Battle

You would be surprised to read about such a topic as Naruto on this blog.

The truth is that Naruto has been a part of my life for 10 years now. In August of 2006, a group of students from the Ashton School referred to me as Asuma Sensei, repeatedly. Literally, multiple times EACH class, EACH day. Now, as a teacher I had been used to nicknames and such; but to be referred to as a character in a series? That had not happened, so I was curious. 

I must admit I had never read a manga. My only experience with anime was with Saint Seiya, los Caballeros del Zodiaco. This manga/anime, Naruto, would soon change that.

I became immersed in the tragic world of Uzumaki Naruto, I understood his feeling of being an outsider trying to prove himself to the world. I laughed at his immaturity, reveled in his accomplishments, and cried at his misfortunes. It was so well written that a young child could enjoy all the fight scenes and trivial jokes - but an adult could grasp all the life lessons Naruto was going through.

This was not a regular little kids comic book. People died. Constantly. 

It wasn't a bloodfest, like a Walking Dead or Injustice: Gods Among Us.

You learned to love Naruto and his friends. It is so easy to find someone who is a fan of the OTHER characters on Naruto because there were so many and they all contributed to Naruto's life. 

It wasn't a PERFECT anime; plagued wit ha ridiculous amount of fillers. (Filler is an episode that, as its name suggests, is used to fill in gaps to extend its run). The Manga, however, was always on point and excellent. In fact, the manga has been done for a couple of years now. Even MORE in fact, the video game has been done! 

So, I read the ending. Saw the video game ending cut scenes, but now I get to really live them watching these last 3 episodes (476,477,478).

Here are the links to watch the Final Battle 1 & 2.

Naruto Shippuden - 476

Naruto Shippuden - 477

So, on October 7th, after the final episode (478), I will write my top FIVE Naruto moments.

THAT will be hard, picking just five out of 10 years. But I like the challenge.

Outcast by Kirkman & Azaceta

Ok, so I followed the suggestion from TheNerdLeague to read Kirkman & Azaceta's Outcast.

The writer for TheNerdLeague said the first 3 episodes were great.

I read that post 2 days ago.

I have read all NINETEEN issues!

Amazing!

Simply well written and enticing, I couldn't get enough. Literally, I could not stop reading. Uggghhhh now I have to wait every MONTH for ONE episode?

Jeez...

It is wayyyy better than the Walking Dead. The plot grabs you, the characters feel like you know them already,... I love it.

Kyle Barnes, the protagonist, is perfect as your hero. Why? He is NOT hero material. Simple. He is flawed with tremendous baggage, but he has a power. A light. So, he uses it to fight supernatural powers.

If Walking Dead is the Avengers. Outcast is Doctor Strange.

I love the mix of religion into it. You truly do not know who is who here. Who is good? Who is bad? Anybody can be infected.

You know what I love more?

I am not given answers right away. I still have questions, they give me nibbles, and I feel satisfied, but I have MORE questions now. Even better? The Reverend, Kyle's sidekick (?), and Kyle have EVEN MORE QUESTIONS!

Truly recommend it.

Amazing.

Redhood & the Outlaws

If you are trying to find a quick, easy comic to read I recommend Redhood & the Outlaws.

It is sharp, quick, funny, and sarcastic as heck! Jason Todd  (the Robin that the Joker beat up with a crowbar to death in the 80s) is back as Redhood with Artemis (Yes, the Greek goddess/Amazonian), and Bizarro.

I, personally, was never a Robin fan. But I have learned to enjoy Tim, Jason, Dick, and, yes, even Damian. I have not read Stephanie Brown and Duke is too early to tell.

Jason is the antihero of the Robin's. If you like Deathstroke or Deadpool, Redhood is right down your alley.

Rebirth

No, this isn't religious awakening.
No, not a DC Rebirth post.

More like a Rebirth of me, TeacherYorch.

I promised an old friend I would come back, just differently.

So, here I am now. TeacherYorch.
Do I qualify as retro? Like, 2004 was ONLY 12 years ago.

Do people even read this anymore?

Well, who knows. But let us begin.

Ready?

...

I am a geek.
I am a nerd.

Different things.
I am both.

I love to read, write, debate, learn, do math problems, carry out experiments, and teach. I like it all.

The geek side of me survives through YA novels, comic books (mostly DC, I know), manga, anime, sci-fi, and whatnot.

To quench this need to talk about all of it, another old friend and I, Forest, have begun a podcast to just be GEEKS.

It is called Geeks Ramble Via Voice Notes.

Seriously, that is what it is called. Check it out.

So, every once in a while I will post.

What you ask?
I do not know.

But I will.
It will not be the gym from 10 years ago though.
He had to occur for me to happen.

Manu - Deuxième

I miss my Manu.

I admit it. I am going to be selfish here. 

I know others miss Manu, others love him as well.

But, this is my moment.

So, I miss my Manu.

Hace 2 años te fuiste.

Dos.

Wow viejo.

Qué extraño pensar que ha pasado este tiempo sin ti… Sé que estas en un momento transitorio, sé que no estás ahí siempre. Pero eso no me significa que pare de hablarte- es más para mi propia sanidad, básicamente. Sé que has muerto; pero se me hace más fácil hablarte, tagearte, y mencionarte cómo si estuvieses aquí a todo momento.

Quizas esa es la forma que he sanado esa ruptura en mi corazón – el saber que tu cuerpo no esta pero tu sí estas en otra forma. Eras una parte tan intrínseca de mi vida que entiendo lo que quieres.

En estos últimos años he solamente escrito de pérdidas- Mami, Teacher Odette, de los Santos y tú. Creo que ya entendí lo que quieres de mi, no que tengo que echar hacia adelante y olvidar, es recordar y ser el de antes escribiendo. No soy TeacherYorch ya y no podría serlo de nuevo, pero tú tampoco podrías ser DeerManu, verdad?

Estoy a paz contigo. Pude decirte adiós, look into your eyes, and let you know I loved you one last time; remind you that you were my brother. Smile and laugh, face covered with that stupid mask, and let you see me tell you how much we loved you. And I know all the promises were lost, but, I guess it was time for you to move on. 

Thank you Manu, for being there when I still need you, for listening to me when I speak to you, for accompanying me and letting me know you are there.

Tu ausencia solamente cementa tu presencia en mi corazón.

Much Love Buena Sika...

-Loco, loco... ya aprendí la diferencia entre has y haz.

-No relaje, ya era tiempo! Ya yo iba a llamar a don CapCana para denunciarte.

Manu - Rambling

Estuve pensando en ti este fin de semana.

Nada malo mi hermano, no te preocupes.

Solamente extrañándote con todo mi corazón.

Hay tantas cosas que te diría.

Chequéate la película HER, no sé si la habías visto –

te encantaría el soundtrack, entero de Arcade Fire.

Tú me enseñaste ese grupito la primera vez.

Mira a tu ahijada.

Sonriente pero peleona.

So much like you.

I miss you brother.

-Loco tu viste que dizque el SIKA ta arrasando!?!?!

-Cómo? No me digas!

-Yo no sé cómo fue que nombraron una enfermedad entera por Andrew.

-Qué?

-Andrew es un sika.

-Maldito carajito.

Manu XMas Mix IX - 2015

Aquí seguimos nuestra tradición de oir musiquita los diciembres- y ya el año que viene es el DIEZ, barbaro - 12 months for us to prepare for that, verdad? Comenzaste esto en diciembre 2007 porque dijiste era "la mejor época del año, el mejor mes del año (y no sólo por los ingresos extras). A mí particularmente para esta época me gusta mucho oir música y siempre me hago un playlist y cada año las canciones son diferentes." 

Hoy es el 1ro de diciembre Manu, "nuestro mes de música, tragos y juntaderas." (Adiós Manu)

Vengo un mes rebuscando canciones que nos gustarían escuchar mil veces - our personal favorites, some new ones. Lo pensé más este año porque las canciones del año pasado ahora son ManuSongs.

1- The Cure - Strange Attraction. You know how it goes, every year this was December to us. I still don't know why really, but you loved it ONLY in December. This will always be our first song.

2- Deepest Blue - Give it Away.  This song means laughter and dancing. Unos brinquitos, unos traguitos y el GIVEEE ITTT AWAAAYYYY del viejo Joeliz! 

3- Vampire Weekend - Step. God, you hated when I played Vampire Weekend pero se te pegó, eh? Falseate ahí. No te preocupes, Step no es annoying, ni rápida y se entiende - I think you'll approve.

4- Misterwives - Reflections. Ni sé why. I just know this is a Manu song - it has the Manu feel to it.

5- Enrique Iglesias - Escape. [phone call- random moment of the day] "Dimelooo" / "Manuu Manuuu - oye, oye!" / "Vamo a ve..." / "You can ruuun, you cannn hiiiide, but you can't escaapee my loveeee!" / [risas] "If you feeeeell like leaving, I'm not gonna beg you to stayyyy ... Uff! Uff! Sharapova si 'ta buena!"

6- The Jungle Giants - She's a Riot. Esta la escuché en UrbanOutfitters Music Mondays, your favorite store. It's an odd store, not for me. Tu sabes - I'm a superhero TARGET t-shirt kind of guy. Te imagino en tu Audi (your second love) listening to this one.

7- Manu Teran - Secret. One more from Barcelona 2005. One more lost memory of the one passion you loved more than Photography. Y claro... una foto ahí dizque tu versión cool en SEPIA porque tu sabías de fotos. Ey loco, pero yo dejé de fumar hace mucho!

8- Bright Eyes - First Day of My Life. I am going to lend you one of Lety and I's song because I can't let this Christmas go without remembering how happy you were with Liana - how much we miss the both of you in our lives. You were so happy, so fresh, so new - it was the first day of your life and you may have been blind before you met each other...

9- Modest Mouse - Float On. I'll always end with our song Manu, always.

Manu XMas Mix IX - 2015.

Love you bro.

-Papa... ya tengo una para el Manu XMas Mix X.

-Ya? Un poco precoz tu. Voy a llamar a Lety.

-Ey, don't pass yourself.

Manu : Year One

Hace un año te fuiste.

Hace un año y cuatro días te vi por última vez y te prometí que haríamos otro Unionmente, que Verita te esperaría, que visitaríamos a Andrew juntos en el verano y que cantaría borracho con tu papá en tu boda solamente para verte la cara de Maldito carajito!

Fue un año sin mensajitos, llamadas, insultos, chistes internos, preguntas gramaticales, tus ridiculesas y cervesitas.

Sé que hemos hablado pero no es lo mismo - aunque sé qué dirias, cómo lo dirias y los gestos que harias... no es lo mismo. Creo que es tu risa lo que más extraño - esa risa que siempre causaba que perdieras el balance y te fueras a tu izquierda.

Hace un año recibí un golpe al corazón, se me fue el aire, mi mente se puso en blanco y se esfumaron mis palabras- ese día sé que parte de mi murió.

To love someone is a risky business-

when they leave,

you are never whole again.

I've tried to be strong my friend,

but I miss you fiercely.

 Love you buddy.

_______________________________________________________

-Dude, cierra la sombrilla.
-Es un paraguas.
-Casi no está lloviendo, cierra eso!
-Tu ta loco! Que te de gripe a ti!

...tu si eras ridículo Manu.

ValeVale & Verita

I am not the smiling type. I tend to roam in deep-thought and I’ve mastered the art of the straight, emotionless face. It might be a bit from being an only child – getting lost in yourself and thinking so deeply that you forget there are others.

I highly doubt my expressions will change much; 

however, a part of me has been forever transformed: 

my heart.

July 18^th, March 7^th, and May 5^th -
three days that have changed me for the better.

When one became two,
two became three,
and three became five.

Today, May 5^th is the first birthday of my girls, Verita & ValeVale.

There are countless articles and accounts of how a parent feels – the smile when they see you, their ticklish laughter, their heads nodding off while you caress them. Truth is, once you are a parent - you care, feel, sense, listen, and understand it all better. I could list all the ways I love my children, I could. I could be poetic and express a thousand vignette wraparounds ending with a twist, I could.

I choose a minimalistic approach.

I can honestly say my heart has had to grow and partition, my senses have been heightened, and I am truly, madly, deeply in love with my girls.

Everything I am, everything I will be – is for my children.

Love you girls 

– Papi.

PS. Thank you Lety. 

You are, as usual, responsible for my happiness.

In absence of...

Tengo varios días pensando en ti.

Es por eso que he decidido escribirte- escribirte porque te hubiese llamado. Llamado para que me hagas dos o tres preguntas, me escucharas y ya. El no poder hablarte es lo que más me duele, no es que resolvía todo solamente hablando contigo, no. Es el poder hablarte en general… Hablaba contigo- fuera de mi familia- más que con nadie. Cuando te fuiste Lety me preguntó si hablaba contigo mucho y ahí fue que fui dándome cuenta todas las veces en un día que nos comunicábamos. En un día (no inter-diario, a la semana, o más), era diario que nos comunicábamos. Digo comunicar porque a veces era un chiste, un insulto chistoso, una foto, o un QUE HAY por mensajito.

Cada vez que cojo el guía y salgo a buscar algo solo en el carro agarro el celular por instinto, y me entra una intensa tristeza. A veces he optado por hablarte en voz alta, quizás me estas escuchando – te conozco tanto que sé tus respuestas y sigo la conversación a solas. 

Ese tipo de relación solamente lo tengo con Lety, más nadie.

Te extraño viejo – coño qué difícil es pensar que no estás. Me daba ansias pensar en la primera juntadera de LoTigre porque ni sabía qué pensaría, sentiría o diría. La pasamos bien? Claro, tú nos conoces – cuentos viejos, relajos y chistes. Pero había algo faltante. Un vacio porque no estabas? Maybe. Quizás lo sobre pensé y todo estuvo bien.

Es interesante lo que es el extrañar.

Viene silenciosamente.

Desapercibido hasta el momento que te da.

Un golpe profundo al corazón, plomo en el estomago, lagrimas orillando párpados.

Sabes, ya hubieras cargado a Vera – se sienta sola, se ríe de cualquier cosa y gatea por la casa. Es completamente lo contrario a ti – sonriente y chula con todo el que le haga caso. Es perfecta para ti – your complete opposite. Te hubiera derretido porque ni sabrías que hacer con ella. Liana hubiera tenido un trabajo bien fuerte enseñándote a ser cariñoso paso por paso.

I miss you, buen sika.

Te prometo que te recuerdo riéndote como un idiota – en fin, ese era el Manu que yo siempre tuve, el que se reía de todas las estupideces que le decía.

Manu,  aloo cuál es HAS y cuál es HAZ otra vez?

Viejo, todavía no te lo aprendes?

Para qué? Para eso te tengo a ti!

Manu XMas Mix VIII - 2014

Manu comenzó a crear playlist para disfrutar las navidades, es como él escribió el 1ero de diciembre del 2007 es "la mejor época del año, el mejor mes del año (y no sólo por los ingresos extras). A mí particularmente para esta época me gusta mucho oir música y siempre me hago un playlist y cada año las canciones son diferentes."

Sin embargo, para mi, diciembre nunca fue muy wow... un mes más, ir a Santiago, regalos, primos, dormir. Un mes más. Pero Manu cambió el diciembre para todos nosotros, como siempre dándole un nombre a todo e insistiendo que nos juntemos. Diciembre 2004 fue el primer año explosivo, nos juntamos TODOS los días, sin falta; fue el año del Pentalitro, el año de Brahmabiembre, el año de Bordados. 

Es como dije cuando te fuiste Manu, viejo. "Te extrañaré cada diciembre más que cualquier otro momento del año - nuestro mes de música, tragos y juntaderas." 

Y es por esto que no podía dejar pasar un año sin un Manu XMas, el #VIII. Here is a mix of our personal favorites, some newbies, and your classics. Here goes buddy - I hope you approve.

1- The Cure - Strange Attraction. La canción que no se queda, la canción que ni conocía hasta que te conocí, la canción que solamente oías en diciembre y te molestabas si lo ponía cualquier otro mes.

2- Joy Zipper - Just Like Heaven. Escucho a The Cure y pienso en ti. Como esto es un tributo a ti, why not a tribute to The Cure in your tribute? 

3- Bastille - Pompeii. Una canción chill pero con un feeling - el synthesizer atrás te gustaría. "But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?"

4- American Authors - Best Day of My Life. This is just a good, uplifting song. It has a sort of indie feel to it y todo.

5- Enrique Iglesias - If the World Crashes Down. "Manu Manu! OYE 'IFFFF THE WORLDDD CRASHES DOWN OVERRR MEEEEE!' ... "Ufff Ufff muy fuerrteee..." Quizas no lo que Enrique pensaba cuando la escribió pero "can't imagine my life without you by my side" men. El concierto que MAS nos gozamos!

6- The Killers - Human. La canción más ridícula del mundo que siempre terminabamos cantando. "Aloo Manu, loco, te tengo una pregunta."..."Dimelooo" ..."Pero es muy importante." ..."[te reías] ay coño, ahí viene. dime." ..."loco, are we human or we dancer?" ... "[te reías incontrolablemente] todavía no me sé esa respuesta, maldito carajito"

7- Manu Teran - My Song. I know. I did it. A Manu original, from Barcelona 2005. Me la enviaste para que te diera mi crítica y siempre la mantuve. Te la ponía en todas las juntaderas y cuando sonaba me dabas la mirada que me matarías - "eyy, te pasate."

8- Modest Mouse - Float On. Why not end with our own song? Right?

Bueno, ahi está. 

Manu XMas VIII - 2014.

Hope you are having fun.

Love you bro.

-Oye pero no pusiste 'Give It Awayyyyy'.

-No men, hay que esperar el IX. Ahí pongo tu otra canción que tengo.

- No relaje!

Happy Birthday Manu

Today's your birthday Manu.

I envision this to have been our convesation:

-Dood

-Dimelooooo

-¿Qué hay?

-Aquí en el banco con un maldito frio bebiéndome un cafecito. ¿Y tu?

-Na men, aquí. Vera durmió casi la noche entera anoche.

-Ahh si, hehehe que bien. Mándale un beso de su padrino.

-¿Y a Valeria?

-¡A las dos! Y a Mini Yorch también.

-Nitido… mira, dizque ta más viejo tú hoy.

- Yo?!?!?! Viejo ‘ta tu!!! ¡Mas respeto!

- Hehehe ¿Qué vas a hacer hoy?

- Ehhh no se, una cenita light – hay que cuidar la ñoña.

-Tu si eres ridículo, tu estas un fleje.

-Yo estoy nítido, flaco ta tu! Lety no te da de comer eh?

-Pero yo estoy engordando, no sé.  Ey, tu sabias que Marc Anthony cumpleaños hoy también? Ustedes son familia? Se parecen un chin. ¿Cómo es JLo?

-[riéndose] Como no! Nos vamos a juntar ahorita… maldito carajito…. Ponte a comer yogurt! No hay estudiantes que educar o algo que hacer allá? Dizque Marc Anthony, ta pasao…

-Na, happy birthdya bro.

-Gracias gracias.

-Na men, te dejo que tengo que ir a resolver una vaina.

-Ta jevi. Hablamos. Salúdame a Lety.

Happy Birthday Manu

Love you bro

-Le pediste a Cerati que te tocará "Ciudad de la Furia?"

Yorch Comix #9

I know what you are thinking... 

a Yorch Comix? 

It's been six years since the last one.