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Beaten, but alive

By Eduardo Aliverti (published today on page 12)

Today marks 32 years of the coup and the journalist was reviewing, as it does with special attention every time it is an event of this nature, which at the time or in different circumstances could say about the subject. And he was back with a column a few years ago, for which again seem to not have to alter virtually anything. And there is nothing to feel bad that ratified it.


It still claim, first, that the coup of '76 changed the Argentines to a point of no return only mediocre (well, like all poor) are unable to detect. And beyond declamatory support the democratic system, there is no strict correspondence between the rejection, disgust or shame for what happened and tolerated, and the practice of these feelings when they are moved to action. The official history and collective imagination are still coping to convince (him) that the March 24, 1976 landed just because a band of human butchers, also because it is, perpetrated one of the most horrifying mass murder of the twentieth century. So it is significant that, also provided their role unabated genocide or his mobster character, has to insist on the role of the armed forces as supreme instrument of the employers 'economic' local and universal. The account of how civility is not finished acquiring awareness of what is state terrorism force, like why not assume that the Argentine people would see spending as if nothing kills a determination of that nature. But many individual and social attitudes, political and corporate, small or large, also confirm the persistence of disturbing instincts.


It is to this sense that the coup of 32 years is defined as "live" every idiot who asks tough to end urban insecurity, as if its causes are not structural and is, again, to fix things to blood and fire. Ditto for the record that there is a class leader with guts and efficiency intermediate patriotic, because missing the best cadres. Ditto for the thick middle-class sectors, after fantasizing about the cheap dollar and foreign travel milico fourth time, did so again with the clerk milico Domingo Cavallo, and now want to save themselves without black or marginal association they cut the traffic (that is reserved for people understandably outraged "field"). The same for journalists and media apologists for the coup, "intellectuals" of the coup, the coup write, can not test or a hint of regret after more than 30 years (although it may be said that if they did march against their own reason for being, as are inseparable part of power, past and present). Same for ecclesiastical domes blessed weapons, torture and discharges of 220 volts in the vaginas of pregnant women, as concerned the princes of the church for the right to life. Same with the tribes of the police, who do not recognize their origin but their development in those years of sharing the spoils of the houses of the hostages. Same with the young vote that saw their companies in the dictatorship. The same with the farm concentrated in a few hands and monumental. The same with the Broadcasting Act that remains untouched Videla signed in 1980, as well as that of Martinez de Hoz, 1977, which regulates the banking and finance. The same at work and precarious employment through the dismantling of the social fabric, works all calved by monsters from 32 years ago. And so in every speech that plays down the oppressor, and every poor and every poor devil who faces each and every poor devil poor.


force also follows that this very brief list may be tested against a much more enjoyable, made up of what the dead teach the coup that young and middle bands of all social classes, feuding wildly with authoritarianism (at least if he is seen with what they identify as aggression to their individuality, and not to the media dictatorship schedule them tastes and habits), a nearly inertial awareness about where the enemy lives, the historical probanza of hell leading to the side watching. And, of course, the positive steps that gave institutional policy in this government and in the spring Alfonsin, about to try the genocide thanks to the unwavering human rights organizations. There is still, and then the official story-a reluctance to complete the trial, or even in part, responsible economic constituents of the military. That response because it is, about why these criminals in uniform landed a March 24, 1976, has outstanding balance on military training institutes in the way of teaching history to kids, in programs of journalism "independent "in every partner and every fool who suppress further responses in each house, in every discussion of which there are still about what happened in each family displeasure. All that now seems distant strike is coming, crouching but threatening, whenever it does not matter if extradited to a repressor if it seems the time of the caverns to judge those responsible for the shooting of Trelew and Triple A, if We find a way to expedite the trials of the murderers. Every time you give it all the same, as it gives the same thing every day without knowing what happened to Lopez, the hit is alive. Beaten, but alive.


The list shows what should be left on constant alert to the fringes of society most lucid. It seems obvious to disrespect, but some fell into immobility, or conformity, from carrots met with some intelligence known to display.


The journalist insists on believing that the list should promote some reflection among those who believe that death is absolutely definite hit. And those who fall into the trap play, under renewed forms, the ideas of those who 32 years ago unleashed the greatest tragedy of Argentina's history.

NO MORE.

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It's all over now

countdown Three months, several years of saying "imagine if Dylan came ..." like it was almost impossible as the world all the time, was suspended for two hours and then disappears. Going, going, gone. Was completed.
I can not prevent me from invading the downturn when it is over something that was waiting for a long time, with the greatest expectations that you may have, pinching every day to see if it was true. In addition we must add the more than minimal chance that Bobby is back among us.

I get to VIP Gold, sector D, row 13, which then fill fifties excited children and parents who made his admiration for Bob a family affair, overly cool and famous people who scratched the entrance to a trade (I will be pure prejudice But imagine someone buying Luisana Lopilato The Freewheelin '?), and as I closed the stomach to see how close I'll have to Dylan. So close that I'm going to see the wrinkles.

went out. Goose bumps, chills, I think I cried. From that moment everything confuses me what happened during the two hours. I know it was more than I expected, he sang better than I expected, that the code but as I left (which is something that when you have to choose 18 songs from among the hundreds he wrote). That when I die, I want you in heaven has a band like he has. Wow, were amazing, at times I wondered if I had come to see Dylan or PR. The actidud, costumes, seemed to have left the bottom of a Wild West saloon, the kind that have little doors that open in half and put together fights where glass bottles are flying through the air and the tables are given back, but the band still playing in the background everything outside the room. And see those moments almost imperceptible in which Bob looks at some of the musicians and makes a face or a wink to mark the end of the song or what is now priceless. I wish that no lights out between songs to see even when advised that song goes. I held my breath every one of those times, never knew what would come out later.

And there were the perfect band and the teacher of teachers. Spent most of the brilliant Modern Times (I just want to say one thing: Nettie Moore) and a pair of jewelry ever dreamed to listen (I really want to say one more thing: Just Like a Woman. I almost pulled the seat) and the next thing I knew it I was screaming "how does it feeeeeeeeeeeel" and wanting that second would last hours, days. Leave and return. The encores are spent in a mad rush, I can not believe my ears are listening Stuck Inside Of Mobile! by Bob Dylan himself at that very moment, is unusual. The giant eye is displayed on the back of the stage to All Along the Watchtower and rises a bit of wind you feel in the face and is perfect. There, I say, the usual two encores and the last light goes out. Come to say hello and I think Dylan looks more uncomfortable than usual even without a instument later. Bob and musicians look, exchanged words in another one of those indescribable moments (see Dylan interact with others is worthy of observation) and become the instruments!. It seems that we link a few minutes of history.

now Disclaimer: I read the online edition of Rolling Stone and is outrageous. Under chronic recital succeed Dylan ranting messages. I do not pretend that everyone would have loved the concert, the guy is and was always difficult to digest, but it is ridiculous to read things like tell a supposed fan feel cheated and even more those who say that after the third track began to playback!

If you do not bother me much, I omnipotence would be funny to some people talking: If an artist in the world that no longer have to prove anything to no one, that is Bob Dylan. If you have to sing badly, and I doubt he does that concern you cover it with a recording.

Yes, it was almost impossible to follow the lyrics of the songs. Yes, the voice sounded raspy and almost unrecognizable versions. Do not ever see or talk to the public rather than to introduce the band. But it is Bob Dylan! What to expect? Never played a song the same way twice, does not sing well or want to. Moreover, beyond all the show I went to see him. Having the privilege of seeing with my own Dylan eyes weighed as much as hear him sing when I bought my ticket.
If someone wanted to see an artist that sounds like studio to sing along to every song, put on the shirt with 10 on the back and to devote an issue to Maradona, the blunder with the show, can do better in one of Robbie Williams. Dylan

not intact and left marks over time, and great, in it, because it changes every second, as he always did, moves and transforms the rhythm of his own pulse and no one else, and there is what makes it great. And those who can not follow, do not understand, and end up saying things like bad singing. 40 years ago probably would have left outraged the Royal Albert Hall as some left Velez half of the show. Today they say this sort of thing, but when he gets to play Stuck Inside Of Mobile or flinch (Stuck Inside Of Mobile, by God!) As happened on Saturday with the vast majority of people around me.

is also true that my fanaticism that makes me even giving a terrible performance, for me remains the best Dylan and I go home happy. But this show was far from the case. The problem is that some people think that Dylan could still make the same 40 years ago as do the Rolling Stones. For now, I appreciate that there was enough people who have paid Entry to the concert could be done.

I'll stay forever with the question of what went through your head when you decided to make a third bis.

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Deleted Scenes: Idiot Wind "Almost Famous

You think that when a scene does not become part of the final edition of a movie is because it brings enough to the story, or because it is not up to the rest of the film.

is not the case in this scene from Almost Famous, which was out of film by problems with the concession of the rights of Stairway to Heaven (Led Zeppelin always refused to sell them. That is why the DVD that includes the deleted scenes from the movie are invited the viewer to synchronize its own audio of the song with the images). It is also assumed that it was too long. In fact, the scene revolves around the characters really listening the entire song. Quite unusual for a movie spend more than 10 minutes to something. It seems that Cameron Crowe, director and screenwriter of the film based on his own experience as a teenager, went mad when he found he could not use it. And with good reason.

Part 1




Part 2





Part 3

A couple bonus track data: a) The woman in black and short hair, which is presented as one of the prfesoras, is in real life Cameron Crowe's mother, b ) Frances McDormand, who plays the mother of William, is actually a fan of Led Zeppelin.

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There are certain songs that are slow to be accepted, which need to be heard once, twice, fifty times before we realize their value, they win a place in the list songs, recommend, no one can die without listening. However, when you finally discover them become almost an obsession.
Idiot Wind by Bob Dylan is one of those songs for me. Here's why:


1 - must be a thousand times more difficult to write a good song for hatred, without falling into meanness, keeping the poetry, that a good love song. Well, Dylan still manages. And what song of hate, too.

2 - Dylan's vocal. Idiot Wind is the maximum rebuttal to criticism Dylan as a singer. Dominates the song superbly, it's yours completely. Up and down the excitement lengthening the syllables, as is his trademark (some once tried to sing a Dylan song, giving it that effect? It is a failure even before it has started, infinitely more difficult than it sounds). Her voice twists, squats, it breaks at the right times, bleeding. Visceral pain. How not to side with this poor guy was devastated by her lover?

3 - There is a verse in the entire song that has waste. From end to end, Dylan deployed heavy artillery, the whole domain of verbal and poetic he owns. The images it evokes, of those that listen to us to see, smell, know the time of day they happen, where they cause chills so real, so melancholy. The narrator Dylan in all its glory.
For reasons of length (the song has its good twelve paragraphs), I'll have to settle for quoting a couple no more:

"There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin 'out of a boxcar door, / You didn 't know it, You Did not Think It Could Be Done, in the end end I won the wars / After losin' Every battle. "

" The priest Wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building burned. / I Wait for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime / Turned Into autumn slowly. "

4 - Unlike most of the songs of Dylan, the muse Idiot Wind, has a face and name, his wife, Sara Lownds. Although the relationship was then more twists and turns, Idiot Wind was written by Bob in the eye of the storm than it was the torturous separation from Sara.
The fact that such displays of hatred and contempt were inspired by his wife, makes the song even more vivid, more real, and therefore more effective in its impact.


5 - is the song with more fury than heard or listen to in my life. A really deep rage, moreover, that it appears to have been wounded in the depths. Almost in tears, Dylan last longer word of each line, making it a wrenching howl.
is a miracle that still know how to breathe, you're an idiot, babe, one day you'll be in the garbage, flies buzzing around you, you're down everything, I can not even touch the books you read. These are some of the things Dylan, pure venom, spits in the face of his wife.
But for this, there is no better show than the song itself.

"You hurt the ones That I love best and cover up the truth with lies. / One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin 'around your eyes, / Blood on your saddle ."

"What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out When You Reach the top / You're on the bottom .”

“I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind/I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyesdon't look into mine .”

“ I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read /Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead.”

“You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above,/And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love,/ And it makes me feel so sorry .”

6 – De pie and clapping for this final.

"Idiot wind, blowing Through the buttons on Our coats, Blowing
That Through the letters we wrote,
Idiot wind, blowing-through the dust upon Our shelves,
're idiots, babe, it's a wonder we feed dog events ourselves. "

the end, it was the fault of both.

bootleg version

One day when the track still did not seem so impressive, I heard the shot, played only with guitar and harmonica, which is included in The Bootleg Series Vol. From then I find it impossible to separate from the other version. He revealed that the soul of the song is so intense that it completely transcends the instruments or arrangements, including the lyrics (many fragments are different from the edited version.) Besides evidence of these great things about Dylan: many pirated versions sound as good as those published officially, so that one does not know what to stay. Naked, harsher, more cruel and more sad, I like more than Blood on the Tracks .