Andrea Toussaint - Ningun Vacio (1982)

en vivo en el hip 70 (21-dic-1979)

scpr fue:
Andrea Toussaint - voz y bajo
Beto Cantoral - guitarra y coros
Lucía Abellán - batería

Satelite City Punk Rockers!!! en vivo en el Hip 70 1979

EL HARAGÁN (Ritmo De Taquirari - Bolivia) - Versión Instrumental Por Pablo Darío Martín Fontana 18 De Octubre De 2022 Madrid España.

Vídeo en YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMHKU8hMpaY

Letra Y Música: Hernando Sanabria, Pascual Blacut

Gracias a Fabiola Ibarra por el vídeo que muestra la partitura y la música:
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQuF6TaQrXI

El Haragán

El Haragán(cover)

Return of the Trickster


Ridiculously dressed up, here he comes.
The children look at him askance.
He shows up when the world is in a mess.
In other words, nothing fragile happens.

Return of the Trickster.
No one wanted it to happen, but.

All of its statements are revolutionary and desperate.
You see what I mean?
People get confused and start running in the wrong direction.

Return of the Trickster.
Give me back my peaceful days.

Not only my house, but everything in the world needs maintenance.
We should stop and think about what we really need to do.

That's the kind of trick that makes doves pop out of silk hats.
There have been and will be others like him.
Unfortunately, history repeats itself.

Return of the Trickster.
No one wanted it to happen, but.

Return of the Trickster.
Give me back my peaceful days.

Return of the Trickster

Oscillation

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

When we pass away, don't we leave behind something like a sign?
I sometimes think so.

A kind of oscillation unique to that person.　
Like a waveform that only you have.

I feel your presence in the air.
Not visually, but as oscillation.

Will not that sign remain forever?
And it can resonate with someone else's.

Sometimes dissonance is created.
It may even sound like a tension chord.

The world is full of music we can't hear.
To find them, I pick up my guitar.

Or perhaps evil oscillations exist?
As a sign of someone with anger or resentment.

I feel your presence in the air. 
Not visually, but as oscillation.

This is not religion or occultism.
I just want to think about death in that way.
 
The world is full of music we can't hear.
To find you, I pick up my guitar.

Oscillation / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin Fontana

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Oval moon

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

The landscape seen from this room appears to be distorted due to the magnetic field. 
Nothing in particular to see, though.

We're holed up here and enduring.
Prayers are also shielded.

Over time, the significance of the battle has been lost.
The Deities are fed up and no longer speak to us.

We're trying to shoot down constellations with missiles.

Looking up at the oval moon, we contemplate the meaning of peace.

Some people talk about the economic value of war.
But this is not a conspiracy; it is simply violence.

No one can rule the world, no one can speak of justice.

Looking up at the oval moon, we contemplate the meaning of peace.

Looking up at the oval moon, we're waiting for the end of the world.

Oval moon / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

If we don't have words.

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

There's no story waiting to be written.
It became a story because it was written.
A tragedy without a name is not a tragedy, 
and love untold is only reproduction.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

Like animals and plants, we could have been happy.

Essentially, death is not grief, just a natural phenomenon.
To eat, to love, to die, just to live.
We seek meaning in these things.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

We could have lived more freely and naturally.

In a world without words, many things disappear.
Still we will feel love, and there will be joy and sorrow.

There's no story waiting to be written.
It became a story because it was written.
A tragedy without a name is not a tragedy, 
and love untold is only reproduction.

If we don't have words.
If we don't have words. 

We may have been as innocent as deities once expected.

If we don't have words / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

Rise or fall to limbo

The world keeps spinning at strange angles.
More and more speed, and at dangerous angles.
Eventually, centrifugal force will prevail and we may be thrown out.

Rise or fall to limbo.
We repeat forever.

On TV, news of war and war news.
We became quite familiar with tanks and missiles.
Spend money on expensive weapons and make money on reconstruction. 
Is that the rule?

Rise or fall to limbo.
No one can stop this, it seems.

We put on warm clothes and go for a walk.
Don't let go of my hand, ever.

We mourn the hundreds of lives lost in the earthquake.
And we honor the tens of thousands of lives lost in the war.
We may eventually get used to it and feel that it is normal.

Rise or fall to limbo.
Welcome to the new world order.

Rise or fall to limbo

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall

This city's underground mall is becoming desolate.
This place is a graveyard of old-fashioned consumption.

There's no need to dig underground. And no one buys stuff anymore.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's gorgeous at a glance, though.

In the past, this city bombed and most of the things burned.
The survivors built shacks and developed them.

Certainly that's  nice history, but we don't need to do it again.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's not so cold here, though.

We're still in the middle of an operation to build a ruin.
We already know that we will be in a lot of trouble later.

This city's underground mall is becoming desolate.
There's a place that everyone wants to forget about already.

People would walk by. And not pay any attention to what was there.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's gorgeous at a glance, though.

Valentine's Day in the Underground Mall.
It's not so cold here, though.

Valentine's day in the underground mall

On logically questionable kindness

Ryu / Acoustic guitar, Program, Voice
Pablo D. Martin Fontana / Electric guitar
https://soundcloud.com/pdmf-2023

His Greco-Roman style of living is very wholesome.
He accomplishes this by enduring boredom and loving frugality.

Those long days turned him into Superman and proved his greatness.

On logically questionable kindness.
It's suspected to be a crime.

The justice we have deluded ourselves into believing in has proven to be very unreliable.

We must also rethink the meaning of religion and deities.

On logically questionable kindness.
We're currently investigating.

Maybe "peace" is just a delusion and there is no such thing.
Maybe that's what we really are, taking and killing each other.

Our comfortable lives are supported by much consumption.
We don't know or think about where it is sourced from.

One era ends, a new era begins.
Even if it's not desirable.

On logically questionable kindness.
We should consider penalties.

On logically questionable kindness / collaboration with Pablo Dario Martin

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