Perfect Day (by: Lou Reed)
Just a perfect day,
Drink sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.
Oh its such a perfect day,
Im glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
Its such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.
Oh its such a perfect day,
Im glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.
Youre going to reap just what you sow,
Youre going to reap just what you sow,
Youre going to reap just what you sow,
Youre going to reap just what you sow...
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
The Dark Passenger
The Dark Passenger
Me
She
Always with me.
I sometimes feel like I have two personalities.
I sometimes feel like this other totally different person takes over
It’s me and it’s not me
I would never cheat on my partner
Yet I feel no qualms about having another woman’s man
Some people see me as very quiet and reserved
Others think I’m very loud and sociable
In some respects I am a creature of habit
In others the soul of spontaneity
The Dark Passenger
She thinks things
Does things
Says things
Just because.
She has a cruel mean streak
That I can never justify or explain
She, it was
Who slapped Richard with every bite he refused to take,
Till he finished the food he wanted to waste
She, it was
Who ripped Becca’s bloated self esteem
Exposing the very essence of her self-worth
With an insouciance that was all the more devastating
She, it was
Who thought
I would love to stick a knife in your stomach
Gut you like a pig
See how much of a man you really are,
When your insides start to spew
And you choke on your blood
(Whilst I,
Whimpered and apologised
For giving daddy a reason
To attack and abuse me)
She was the one who wondered
Were mummy to die now,
Would we then be able to escape him and live some semblance of a normal life?
My Dark Passenger
For as long as I can remember
That voice that speaks to me
That instinct that warns me of danger
Heightens the awareness of my surroundings and environment
That aspect that takes over
Sometimes unbidden,
Sometimes unconsciously
She is usually very patient and silent
She forever watches,
Forever keeps tabs and records
Waiting until an opportunity arises
Until someone gives her an opening
Presents her with an excuse to take over
To unleash her fangs
People think they can mess with me
They grossly underestimate her
Deon still has the scars from our fight
Catherine keeps a safe distance after our encounter
It took 4 hours for the ranting and raving to subside
The Dark Passenger
Has a murderous temper that scares me sometimes
There is no sense of reasoning or rationale
She becomes feral
All she knows is to attack
Find a weak spot and tear at it as viciously as possible
I try and counteract her as much as I am able
I have no idea of the limits she would go
I have no wish to truly find out
I am however forced to admit
The dark passenger is me
A part of me
I try and fight her sometimes
But it is oh so delicious to just give in
Sublime to let go and let her do her thing
I luxuriate in the fear she elicits
The uncertainty that sparks up in people’s eyes
When they realise they have crossed the boundary
I relish sinking my teeth into their pain
And the agony I know I can impact.
My dark passenger
Forever fused, she and I
She is the yang to my ying
She
Always with me.
I sometimes feel like I have two personalities.
I sometimes feel like this other totally different person takes over
It’s me and it’s not me
I would never cheat on my partner
Yet I feel no qualms about having another woman’s man
Some people see me as very quiet and reserved
Others think I’m very loud and sociable
In some respects I am a creature of habit
In others the soul of spontaneity
The Dark Passenger
She thinks things
Does things
Says things
Just because.
She has a cruel mean streak
That I can never justify or explain
She, it was
Who slapped Richard with every bite he refused to take,
Till he finished the food he wanted to waste
She, it was
Who ripped Becca’s bloated self esteem
Exposing the very essence of her self-worth
With an insouciance that was all the more devastating
She, it was
Who thought
I would love to stick a knife in your stomach
Gut you like a pig
See how much of a man you really are,
When your insides start to spew
And you choke on your blood
(Whilst I,
Whimpered and apologised
For giving daddy a reason
To attack and abuse me)
She was the one who wondered
Were mummy to die now,
Would we then be able to escape him and live some semblance of a normal life?
My Dark Passenger
For as long as I can remember
That voice that speaks to me
That instinct that warns me of danger
Heightens the awareness of my surroundings and environment
That aspect that takes over
Sometimes unbidden,
Sometimes unconsciously
She is usually very patient and silent
She forever watches,
Forever keeps tabs and records
Waiting until an opportunity arises
Until someone gives her an opening
Presents her with an excuse to take over
To unleash her fangs
People think they can mess with me
They grossly underestimate her
Deon still has the scars from our fight
Catherine keeps a safe distance after our encounter
It took 4 hours for the ranting and raving to subside
The Dark Passenger
Has a murderous temper that scares me sometimes
There is no sense of reasoning or rationale
She becomes feral
All she knows is to attack
Find a weak spot and tear at it as viciously as possible
I try and counteract her as much as I am able
I have no idea of the limits she would go
I have no wish to truly find out
I am however forced to admit
The dark passenger is me
A part of me
I try and fight her sometimes
But it is oh so delicious to just give in
Sublime to let go and let her do her thing
I luxuriate in the fear she elicits
The uncertainty that sparks up in people’s eyes
When they realise they have crossed the boundary
I relish sinking my teeth into their pain
And the agony I know I can impact.
My dark passenger
Forever fused, she and I
She is the yang to my ying
http://poetryforurbanites.blogspot.com/2007/10/dark-passenger.html
Friday, August 03, 2007
Saturday, April 14, 2007
La nievecita... o nievita? JA!
Ha sido toda una experiencia el invierno en Chicago... Para muestra, una asomadita por la ventana hacia donde est'a estacionada la Toña (Jeep negra). Este video es de por ah'i enero, pero hasta ahorita se me ocurri'o ponerlo en el blog...
T'apense !!!
Zax
T'apense !!!
Zax
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Grafitti en Chicago 2
En ambas im'agenes se ve una niña. He decidido nombrar esta niña Olive en honor a la niña de la pel'icula Little Miss Sunshine que acabo de terminar de ver. Por cierto, est'a MA-RA-VI-LLO-SA. Ch'equenla. Bueno regresando al tema... Olive en la segunda foto es a color y mide como 1.20 mtrs o algo por el estilo. Se me figura una niña como de unos 8 años. Esta segunda imagen est'a pegada en una pared cerca de un GNC en Southport y Addison. La primera imagen est'a pegada en un estante de peri'odicos (Red Eye of Chicago) en la calle de Southport.
La primera imagen est'a impresa "3 veces" sobre el mismo papel, pero desfasada (o corrida?) para dar el efecto como que est'a fuera de foco. Cada "fase" est'a en un color diferente y creo que son azul, rojo y verde. Esta imagen ha de medir unos 30 cms.
Puedo imaginar dos cosas... 1) que el artista es mujer 'o 2) que Olive representa a una mujer en la vida del artista el cual le rinde un "tributo" por medio de estas estampas. Ser'a su novia? Su hermana? Su hija? Je ne sais pas... No son las 'unicas que vi de esta niña y por otras calles cercanas a Southport no he visto otras.
Bye!
Zax
Friday, January 05, 2007
Grafitti en Chicago
'Ultimamente me ha dado por leer acerca de Grafitteros y del arte del grafitti. Espec'ificamente, existe uno en Inglaterra que se hace llamar Banksy y que su trabajo me ha llamado mucho la atenci'on. En alg'un otro post pondr'e algo del trabajo de Banksy, pero por el momento me quiero enfocar a los grafittis que me he encontrado por donde vivo en Chicago, espec'ificamente en la calle de Southport en el vecindario de Wrigleyville.

Este primer grafitti es un personaje con una m'ascara tipo Jason, pero dividida en 4 partes. Aparentemente usa lentes y b'asicamente es un grafitti del tipo stencil que Banksy ha hecho famoso. Esta figura en particular la encontr'e a un costado de un cajero autom'atico.
El stencil tiene sus grandes ventajas y consiste en hacer una plantilla con cart'on o pl'astico la cual ser'a sobrepuesta a la superficie en la cual se quiere pintar la figura. El aerosol se roc'ia sobre la plantilla, quedando una figura perfecta del stencil.
El arte de esta t'ecnica, en mi humilde opini'on, es cuando tenemos m'as de 1 solo color dado que se necesitan m'ultiples stenciles para poder llegar a la imagen final. En este caso, es un hecho que este artista an'onimo utiliz'o 2 plantillas para lograr este grafitti: una para el negro, y otra para el blanco.
Es 'esta una cr'onica muy seria? Puede ser... Tal vez las pr'oximas sean un poco m'as amenas. JA!
Saludos !!!
Zax
El stencil tiene sus grandes ventajas y consiste en hacer una plantilla con cart'on o pl'astico la cual ser'a sobrepuesta a la superficie en la cual se quiere pintar la figura. El aerosol se roc'ia sobre la plantilla, quedando una figura perfecta del stencil.
El arte de esta t'ecnica, en mi humilde opini'on, es cuando tenemos m'as de 1 solo color dado que se necesitan m'ultiples stenciles para poder llegar a la imagen final. En este caso, es un hecho que este artista an'onimo utiliz'o 2 plantillas para lograr este grafitti: una para el negro, y otra para el blanco.
Es 'esta una cr'onica muy seria? Puede ser... Tal vez las pr'oximas sean un poco m'as amenas. JA!
Saludos !!!
Zax
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Coreograf'ia en caminadoras
Ahora s'i he tenido tiempo de estar viendo los tesoros que la gente postea en YouTube. Quiero que chequen el dato en este video. La parte que m'as me gusta es cuando patinan en las caminadoras. Me pregunto cu'antas veces hicieron este video antes de que les saliera el que aqu'i postearon. Se ve que es una sola toma sin ediciones... Alguien ha hecho 'esto antes?!?!?! De ser as'i, posteen su respuesta y su video, no? O qu'e?
Saludos !!!
Zax
Saludos !!!
Zax
Tony vs Paul
He visto cosas fant'asticas, y despu'es... 'esto.
Quisiera tener la creatividad y el tiempo de poder hacer algo como 'esto. Alguna vez hice un video de stop motion chaquet'isimo con un perrito de juguete y unos pajaritos que tocaban instrumentos. Pero 'esto de verdad se merece un premio ;-) Si un d'ia me animo a subir mi primero corto en stop ser'an los primeros en saberlo...
Bien por Tony y Paul.
Zax
Quisiera tener la creatividad y el tiempo de poder hacer algo como 'esto. Alguna vez hice un video de stop motion chaquet'isimo con un perrito de juguete y unos pajaritos que tocaban instrumentos. Pero 'esto de verdad se merece un premio ;-) Si un d'ia me animo a subir mi primero corto en stop ser'an los primeros en saberlo...
Bien por Tony y Paul.
Zax
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