Only in Ireland…


As I finished my cheap meal in Centra, an old man came to me talking about my bag, on which its printed “Do what you love”. He takes off from his jacket some lyrics that he has worked on: it’s a version he’s made for Hallelujah of Leonard Cohen, from which he’s removed all the romantic stuff and replaced it with poetic words of motivation about finding your purpose and do what you love.


As crazy as it can be, the words were not bad at all. He knew poetry, he knew Yeats, and it was so beautiful that I tried to memorize the maximum I could, for he didn’t let me take a picture for copyright reasons.

I ended up forgetting most of it. But something stayed tattooed in my mind:

“You were the dancer, the dancing and the dance
It should have always been a story, a life tale””

As I always say, to me, Dublin is the city of magic. And there are fairies all around.

This is Led Zeppelin

What a beautiful band is Led Zeppelin, right? A long time ago, in my early twenties,  I had a cover band of Led Zeppelin, and I was Robert Plant, and I used lights on my hair and wore it curly, but I wouldn’t take off the shirt, for breasts reasons. Ah but our band was good. But ah, I had too much stage fright. How to be a cover band of led zeppelin having stage fright? And I took no drugs at the time, could not even get high. It was so good and so crap at the same time …

Just remembering that Led Zeppelin is a wonderful band and we only really learn to appreciate them deeply when we begin to have an interest in mythology, and middle age, and knights, and ladies, and Lord of the rings and game of thrones. Because if you are not interested in it, Led Zeppelin is just an awesome band with some awesome men. But when you know that Robert Plant is practically a faun who came from medieval age to write lyrics about alchemy and journeys on how to become a better man and kill dragons, and immigrate, and leave your land with the gods to conquer others, and Wait 10 years to find a lost love, and the seasons to which love goes through  … there you understand what Led Zeppelin came to add. Lol

I love you led zeppelin 

Get Back Blackout!

There is one thing that modern life has taken away from us and I really miss: Blackouts! It’s a pity that you young people will not have more opportunity to see how cool it was when there was lack of electric light: the candles, the images that we projected on the wall with the candlelight. The long waiting for the return of the light, which then progressed to simply enjoying each other’s company. The fear of going into the kitchen alone and finding a lost soul wandering or staring at you. Little Johnny would pick up the guitar to sing. Jaysus, how Little Johnny played terribly. Then we talked about some problem to solve, and all of us would concentrate, without being distracted. The older ones in the farm told stories. The children easily had fun because the good thing about being a kid is having fun with anything.


I had plans, one day, when I have children, to make a deal with someone to sporadically, without warning, to turn off my circuit breaker, without anyone knowing, of course, because the good thing about lacking light is that you do not know when it is going to go and when it is going to get back. In my head, we would happily love each other a lot.