21 de noviembre de 2011

Fuerzas de la anarquía






En su tiempo más conocido que la salsa Perrin. Caída y auge de Reginald Perrin, serie de TV interpretada magistralmente por Leonard Rossiter, en excelente duelo dialéctico con su cuñado Jimmy. También hemos hablado de Reggie aquí y aquí... y aquí encontramos a un chulo de banderillas con un innegable parecido al maestro. Y aquí algo más.



Jimmy: ...wreckers of law and order. Communists, Maoists, Trotskyists, neo-Trotskyists, crypto-Trotskyists, union leaders, Communist union leaders, atheists, agnostics, long-haired weirdos, short-haired weirdos, vandals, hooligans, football supporters, namby- pamby probation officers, rapists, papists, papist rapists, foreign surgeons - headshrinkers, who ought to be locked up, Wedgwood Benn, keg bitter, punk rock, glue- sniffers, 'Play For Today', squatters, Clive Jenkins, Roy Jenkins, Up Jenkins, up everybody's, Chinese restaurants - why do you think Windsor Castle is ringed with Chinese restaurants?


Reggie: You realise the sort of people you're going to attract, don't you Jimmy? Thugs, bully-boys, psychopaths, sacked policemen, security guards, sacked security guards, ratialists, Paki-bashers, queer-bashers, Chink-bashers, anybody- bashers, Rear Admirals, queer Admirals, Vice Admirals, fascists, neo-fascists, crypto-fascists, loyalists, neo-loyalists,
crypto-loyalists.


Jimmy: Do you think so? I thought recruitment might be difficult.



No dejéis de visitar la gran página homenaje a Leonard Rossiter. Para mi siempre será el roñoso casero Rigsby, de "Esto se hunde". Se supone que la acción transcurre en algún lugar de Yorkshire. Para mi estos acordes de trompeta siempre eran el preludio de algo grande.

8 de noviembre de 2011

Slow down by Smoove'n'Turrell





Lo pasé bien el sábado por la noche escuchando a estos muchachos de Newcastle. Una noche para recordar en la que coincidimos Pitxi, Chuso, el Pelaiwass, Fernifunk, Webster, Pablo Carbonell y Jorge-Conan Sanz.



Slow down your moving too fast
With your head strung out on all your maybes
Low down your moment has passed
To hang around well it just seems too crazy
All you got is what you had
Salted lines to keep them fresh
Always there but nothings changed
Even your lies remain the same

It's what you do, it's what you have
That we have not seen lately
It's all a joke and such a laugh
How did it end up crazy

Shot down your record is scratched
No tune deserves to keep on playing

Broke down your dreams they have crashed
To the millions that you made this weekend

What you wear is all you own
No point talkin' bout your stately home

Always there but nothings changed
Even your lies remain the same

It's what you do, it's what you have
That we have not seen lately
It's all a joke and such a laugh
How did it end up crazy