tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76995219797967308112011-07-08T04:31:42.030-07:00Blog Oficial d'un Estúpid-in-crescendo qualsevol...Roger Showbizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543678613353602054noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699521979796730811.post-36374234488693274632011-06-13T04:39:00.000-07:002011-06-13T13:22:17.403-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIr5jGCKiQw/TfX6YlXJ0nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rlyhYc2USK0/s1600/%25C3%25B3sbru001bis.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIr5jGCKiQw/TfX6YlXJ0nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rlyhYc2USK0/s320/%25C3%25B3sbru001bis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617671410467590770" /></a>Un dia de finals de 2006. Una conversa entre un vell amic meu i jo:<div> <br /></div><div>- Quina merda. No només em va deixar sinó que a sobre em va vacilar de mala manera.</div><div> <br /></div><div>- Doncs torna-li. Saps on viu, no? Perquè no li deixes un paquet amb tot de pollets morts o algun cadàver d'animal, o un cor de porc d'aquests que ens donaven al cole, que sempre s'acabava marejant algú, saps...</div><div> <br /></div><div>- Hahahaha, molt emo tot plegat. Molt bona. Mmm... Em sembla que m'acabes de donar una idea...</div><div> <br /></div><div><meta charset="utf-8"> <br /></div><div><object width="353" height="132"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=35b1700" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object> <br /></div><div>LA TAXIDERMISTA</div><div> <br /></div><div><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"> <meta equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css"> <title></title> <meta name="Generator" content="Cocoa HTML Writer"> <meta name="CocoaVersion" content="1038.35"> <style type="text/css"> p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px} span.s1 {letter-spacing: 0.0px} </style> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">El cadàver del conill estava embolicat</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">en un paquet molt elegant</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">davant de casa teva.</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">Va ser un detall dels meus,</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">com aquells que et feia quan t’estimava</span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1"></span> <br /></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">Però somreies maliciosament,</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">quina culpa tenia jo que fossis taxidermista?</span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1"></span> <br /></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">El vas obrir primer en canal,</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">en treies tots seus budells</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">i els deixaves per fer-ne un brou. </span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">Del meu drama en vas fer una obra d'art</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">ja tens el lèmur d'en Jordi</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">i un "caniche" d'en Ricard.</span></p> <p class="p2"><span class="s1"></span> <br /></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">i somreies maliciosament,</span></p> <p class="p1"><span class="s1">cuina culpa tenia jo que fossis taxidermista?</span></p></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699521979796730811-3637423448869327463?l=estupidesaincrescendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roger Showbizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543678613353602054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699521979796730811.post-82274077453930346572009-09-14T13:20:00.000-07:002009-09-15T01:58:36.025-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Doncs sí, aprofito l'avinentesa del meu aniversari per tornar a escriure en aquest blog, i després d'haver-m'ho rumiat una estona -poc, però ben rumiat- aquest blog passarà a ser el meu blog personal, successor de la llarga vida que va tenir el meu antic fotolog. És a dir, passem de ser Showbiz, a Estúpid-in-crescendo.<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/Sq6ylg3IJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/VFnkmZx0-6s/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/Sq6ylg3IJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/VFnkmZx0-6s/s320/DSC02977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381434962300380322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/Sq6ylg3IJKI/AAAAAAAAACU/VFnkmZx0-6s/s1600-h/DSC02977.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;">Estúpid-in-crescendo</span></a></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Pitjor? Millor? No ho sé... Diferent. Però no em podia reprimir el desig de posar com cada any el tracklist de les cançons que més m'han marcat durant aquest curs (dels collons), i com ha de ser, aquest any en són 24.<br /><br /></span><ol><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Animal Collective - My Girls (Merriweather Post Pavilion)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Grizzly Bear - Two Weeks (Veckatimest)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">The Horrors - Three Decades (Primary Colours)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Foals - Electric Bloom (Antidotes)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Grand Archives - Torn Blue Foam Couch (The Grand Archives)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Lightspeed Champion - Galaxy Of The Lost (Falling Of The Lavender Bridge)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal (Fleet Foxes)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Antony And The Johnsons - Aeon (The Crying Light)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Rokia Traoré - Tounka (Tchamanché)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">The Tallest Man On Earth - Where Do My Bluebirds Fly (Shallow Graves)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Depedro - La memoria (Depedro)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Manel - Captatio Benevoltiae (Els Millors Professors Europeus)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">The New Raemon - Hundir La Flota (A Propósito de Garfunkel)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Half Foot Outside - Hard Cow Howard (Heavenly)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">My Bloody Valentine - Come in Alone (Loveless)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Deerhunter - Agoraphobia (Microcastle)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">The Jesus Lizard - Horse Doctor Man (Blue)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">PAL - Siempre Vuelven Los Cátaros (Error De Fábrica)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Joan Miquel Oliver - Arbre Que Mira Farola (Bombon Mallorquín)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Santogold - Lights Out (Santogold)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Sonic Youth - What We Know (The Eternal)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Bon Iver - Flume (For Emma, Forever Ago)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Spiritualized - Sweet Talk (Songs in A&amp;E)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Tom Waits - Anywhere I Lay My Head (Rain Dogs)</span></li></ol><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699521979796730811-8227407745393034657?l=estupidesaincrescendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roger Showbizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543678613353602054noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699521979796730811.post-74456982345381651432008-11-11T02:33:00.000-08:002008-11-11T02:51:35.134-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SRlikMA1iMI/AAAAAAAAACA/msfpZ49owx4/s1600-h/cats_in_paris.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 343px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SRlikMA1iMI/AAAAAAAAACA/msfpZ49owx4/s320/cats_in_paris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267349613026052290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A prop del carrer Pintor Fortuny,<br />Com els sis gats que s'enfilen pel teulat,<br />som missioners de l'empatia animal.<br /><br />Però de sobte,<br />ens vàrem preguntar<br />per quan erem valents,<br />la sort ens donava la mà<br />però ara ja és tard.<br /><br />Temps de jerarquies sexuals,<br />de societats ben banals<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Mai més!</span><br /><br />Les Rambles evoquen temps passats,<br />egoïsme ple d'enginy i desvocat,<br />vasos d'absenta, sexe i pop barat.<br /><br />I recordes<br />quan tenies 20 anys<br />i tot era "rock 'n roll"<br />la sort caminava al teu pas<br />però ara ja és tard.<br /><br />prou revolucions socials<br />i economies globals.<br /><br />nous temps de jerarquies sexuals<br />de societats ben banals<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mai més...<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">il·lustració de Sandy Skoglund, "Cats in Paris" (1993).</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699521979796730811-7445698234538165143?l=estupidesaincrescendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roger Showbizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543678613353602054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7699521979796730811.post-20305625684181279672008-10-25T02:35:00.000-07:002008-10-25T03:12:40.018-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SQLs-qU_c_I/AAAAAAAAABY/fiqfy9s9vSQ/s1600-h/Lluna.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SQLs-qU_c_I/AAAAAAAAABY/fiqfy9s9vSQ/s320/Lluna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261027875980538866" border="0" /></a><br />La lluna plena<br />es reflexa<br />en mil gotes de pluja,<br />cultiven colors d'humitat.<br />Rierols circulant, seguint la llei de la gravetat.<br /><br />Els Boscos retronen!<br />I és l'ós bru qui es pregunta<br />quants dies de pluja li queden perquè arribi l'hivern?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SQLs-jn35lI/AAAAAAAAABg/Kdw6yjWt_Wo/s1600-h/PC-Brown+bear+in+forest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6hamIckQQEk/SQLs-jn35lI/AAAAAAAAABg/Kdw6yjWt_Wo/s320/PC-Brown+bear+in+forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261027874180687442" border="0" /></a>I jo en mig de la tempesta tan sols puc cantar:<br />T'estimo.<br /><br />Enlairem-nos<br />dalt dels núvols<br />cerquem les llunes d'argent<br /><br /><br />Lletra: Roger Torrent.<br /><br />Cal tenir en compte que és una cançó lleugera, en plena harmonia amb una tempesta de les típiques d'entrant o dins la tardor on, per un moment, els núvols deixen entreveure la lluna plena i bé, a partir d'aqui la lírica i la música agafen la inèrcia necessària perquè hom es pugui deixar portar pels paisatges d'una nit forestal d'octubre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7699521979796730811-2030562568418127967?l=estupidesaincrescendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roger Showbizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543678613353602054noreply@blogger.com1