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There lives fade away, we are announcing
gradually
the coming end, which
give us time to get used before it reaches
to be certain that no more time
our side
a person who has accompanied us through life.

There are also other
lives ending abruptly and treacherous
the blow, unexpected, violent death
a sudden
or the appearance of an evil that lay crouching
within us, leaving
live without any more problems.

There are people active, vital,
full of life and joy, healthy
apparently
suddenly found an unexpected end and that's hard to believe that
when
life is finished that yesterday was so full ... and

the end, although the stroke of death
is drier and harder it is also true that we can remember
life
joy, laughter and dreams,
the fullness and joy of life and not a
slower final agony, anguish
bitter tears, pain, sorrow and suffering
. VK

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Salnitre Music to listen to at night when the words are not enough day

R. Schumann (1810-1856). N2 Violin Sonata in D minor op. 121 III Leise, einfach . Renaud, violin , Martha Argerich, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

A. Arensky (1861-1906). Piano Quintet in D op. 51. II Andante con Variazioni . Lilya Zilberstein, piano ; Dora Schwarzberg, violin Lucia Hall, violin , Nora Romanoff-Schwarzber, viola; Mark Drobinksy, cello. Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

D. Shostakovich (1906-1975). N1 Piano Trio op. 8. Lily Maisky, piano ; Alissa Marguilis, violin , Mischa Maisky, cello . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

S. Rachmaninov (1873-1943). N1 Suite in G minor, op. 5 III Les larmes. Lilia Zilberstein, piano , Martha Argerich, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

A. Dvorak (1841-1904). Slavonic Dances . Op. 72, n2. Karln Lechner, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

A. Piazzolla (1921-1992). Tre Tanghi (transcribed by Eduardo Hubert) II Oblivion. Eduardo Hubert, piano , Martha Argerich, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

M. Ravel (1875-1937). Introduction and allegro (version for two pianos by the composer. Giorgia Tomassi, Piano , Alessandro Stella, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

M. Pletnev (1957). Elvetico Fantasia. II Tranquillo. Orchestra della Svizzera Italiana. Dir. Mikhail Pletnev. Martha Argerich, piano ; Alexander Mogilevsky, piano . Martha Argerich and Friends. Chamber Music. Lugano Festival, 2008. Emi, 2009

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Miscellaneous night ordered

With fights and madness
play dice
Eros (Anacreon)

Albrecht Dürer (1471-1528). St. Jerome in his cell. Etching, 1514
National Library of Spain
(thanks to Hispanic Digital Library )

The Countess continues to take the waters while writing his chronicles of Brittany, imagining that is the very Anne of Brittany walking castle of Nantes while flying the white flag and black their country. Fasolt and Fafner (or Fermi and Ferran if you prefer) has long been retired to bed and finally, in the weblog tranquility reigns lost long ago. It's nice. As always, I am the computer at odd hours but very comfortable. Beside me, between the laptop and printer with a glass of Burmester a beautiful honey color shooting cognac. Outside, the temperature takes a breather after three days and through the headphones sounds in the music disc player for which I feel weak. It breathes serenity throughout the house.

It has been one curious, full of very different sensations. Tomorrow busy with unimportant issues but that should be addressed and a walk along streets that do not hardly ever set foot floor. Dark streets and not very clean, behind that huge stage set that is the Gran Via Street smelly even, but as part of Madrid more real and perhaps less pleasant. A Madrid than to museums and major avenues. A greeting from Bank's Gate Hospice although the years have increasingly respected his core group. Calle San Vicente Ferrer, Log Baja de San Pablo, Calle del Barco or Puebla, in which San Antonio of the Portuguese or the Germans can be seen insualmente an August morning, to teach its vortex total shamelessness Stroke Luca Giordano from head to toe. Calle Valverde, crossing Dodsworth. All of a proscenium slum as a hidden wound in the city visiting famous Italian and Japanese tourists. Portuguese music is nostalgic and beautiful, they went all the way

Luca Giordano (1634-1705). Frescoes of San Antonio of the Germans or the Portuguese or the Refuge. Via EnriqueLuis Picasa
(Be encouraged to give to click and expand excessively)

Maria Luisa Baptista fado lower (dr) Voz do Vento. Katia Guerreiro - Fado Nas Mãos. Ocarina, 2003



As I write this and remember the heat of the deep and perfectly modulated voice, a second glass of that port nice and old enough to smell and taste like wood dark and fragrant and to have turned cherry red in fragile toast, helps me to baste the sense in the second part of the day interesting and mixed.

Around home, the gift on Facebook of the National Library Dürer, thanks to a link necessary and indispensable. Diving in the Digital Library as the rhino or the Adam and Eve literally engulf the ability to enlarge and even make sounds. And from there a barrage of images and notes to make the evening something peculiarly eclectic and beautiful. Dürer's engravings and someone very dear to carry and it Melancholy to music by Rachmaninov, now seen and heard with eyes ears so different from the past eight months. The youngest of the Capuçon makes the room fills with sounds of cello and bass clef.

Rachmannov Sergei (1873-1943). Vocalise.Op. 34, n º 14. Gautier Capuçon, cello Gabriela Montero, piano. Virgin Classics (EMI), 2008



And then and then, the reading of a translation, it worked, very elaborate and made by my dear Anarkasis Arachne, weaving and unravels the fabric of a shelled Pliny clearly, the public sense of justice and that if they wanted many current political, a comprehensive set of sculptures, temples, pyramids, obelisks and stone remedies to cure eye diseases, to avoid the danger of abortion or gastric diseases. Meanwhile, the Op 10 sonatas of Beethoven stretches of Glenn Gould's hand before handing over to the delight that is The Child and the Spells or Mother Goose , a Ravel in grace and fortunately at the other end of the bolero unbearable

L. Beethoven (1770-1827) n7 Sonata in C major, op. 10 n3 - III Menuetto. Allegro . Glenn Gould, piano . Columbia, 1964. Sony Classic, 2007


M. Ravel (1875-1937) - Ma mère l'Oie (Mother Goose) - (Apothéose) féerique Le jardin (garden of fairies) Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra. Dir: Simon Rattle. Emi, 2009



Just before dinner, a friendly letter floods the mobile cathedrals, humble but beautiful lantana, ball games and water. Sea water, small waterfall, a swimming pool with big-name music: Beethoven, Mozart. ..

And after dinner, reading an entry in the blogosphere brings me directly to a book by the literary haunts I keep very personal and emotional. The author and I only have in common have been students of the same teacher. That same teacher who taught me Greek in 5 of high school with poems of Sappho and Cavafy which he translated and with music by Theodorakis that illuminates like my amazement 14 years, just out of the neighborhood to dive into the colors of a school I scored in the best way you can imagine.

Dice Eros Poetry Anthology Greek erotic.
Introduction, translation and notes by Aurora Luque. Bilingual Ed
Poetry Hyperion. Hyperion Publishing. Madrid, 2000.

played, goddess Pafian with Hermione
the seductive, wearing a belt embroidered in flore s
with golden legend : Love me -was read with passion-
but not be sad if I have another .

(Asclepiades)

And Ibico poetry, Solon or dusted Anacreon to the music of a particular disk, hard and strange, but a curious musicological value.


Unattributed Athens. circa 168 BC First Delphic Hymn to Apollo . Musique of Grèce Antique. Atrium Musicae of Madrid. Dir: Gregorio Paniagua. Musique d'abord. Harmonia Mundi, 1979 and 2000.





The tour is over. The sounds and images have been marching, but never mixed because. Now the night to organize and make sense of what the day brought haphazardly. Or more concert and more orderly than might appear at first. The cup is empty between the printer and the laptop and it's time to start thinking about some sleep before a day fraught with events that I hope with joy. A friend of over thirty years and a more recent. Coffee with one, maybe a Manhattan or Negroni other. And talk about books and opera and vacation or political task ahead. And the affection hover behind each of them with his smooth face and an accomplice, to fill a bit more this summer's lazy and quiet. The serenity of long ago decided to wrap myself with the luxury of being able to share that I want. Hopefully

autumn can arrive with the same load slowly and enriching. But before the sea come and rest. And the privilege of knowing that life you drink coffee from time to time. And know as well ... Buenos newly

released days.

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Years pass

Years pass, life goes
and makes us forget the illusions of that youth
full of dreams that is left behind
, inexorable,

overwhelmingly surpassed by the reality that is our history, relentless
our way of life. Hopelessly

relegated to the deep drawer of memory

those youthful illusions give way to rest and calm
running of the day, to calm
a more leisurely age and more mature.
Sometimes, however, by magic
unexpected spark a memory, a picture
forgotten
words written in the margin of a notebook which recreate

those years when life was just short
project and desire, awaken us and make us

illusions that feeling of joy filled our dreams.


VK

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Chronicle of Britain. Prologue by the Secretary edge.

are not looking at me that way I'm not a freak. Well, a little freaky yes, I have to admit. And I'm fucking up, edge, dry and bad grapes ... huge dose of bad grapes. I do not believe an iota of grace to be here and now of presentations, but I'm an errand (charging for it) so that I will perform one by one the rules pays me, the countess. More than anything because I do not want to see me out on the street a estas alturas de la película.

Primera norma de la jefa de todo esto: no tutear nunca a los visitantes de la bitácora. Pues vale. Como si me importara mucho una cosa u otra y, al fin y al cabo, soy de buena familia. Porque a algún miembro de mi familia sí que conocen. ¡Ah ya!.. Que Fermí nunca les dijo que tenía un hermano gemelo, ¿verdad?.. No me extraña. Él siempre tan servicial, tan educado, tan puesto, tan limpio, tan comm'il faut . Siempre se avergonzó de mí pero mal que le pese, existo. Y además él trabaja al servicio de la condesa gracias a mí y (debo reconocerlo), también lo hago yo gracias a él.

Second rule: be polite and respectful explanations to why I appear here and who I am. You know that the Countess is Rarita Rarita at times. And to satisfy his ego only consented to have his service two men and a prerequisite is that identical twins. We employed the time. A Fermí Fasolt already called me, what remedy, Fafner. But as you may have deduced that is not my name.

My name is Ferran. Ferran Parxet i Torelló. Born in Sadurni d'Anoia Sant ... But I think we can shorten that family history already know it. And if they do not, read the link I put them in the previous paragraph comments and everything that I'm not going to be working for nothing

And now come two million dollar question. Why the countess was determined to be at your service to twins? Then the solution is simple. Dona is that melamine given their bloated and excessive narcissism, it is believed from time to time the very Freia and the palace all Germanic deity seeps. It may not understand what it's all about but if they pull wikipedia and read the argument The Rhinegold, sure beginning to understand many things. No its funny that with so much operatic roll up and down have not made them a worthy entry on the first part of Fallot. And that makes us listen to from beginning to end once a quarter. Well, what was, believed the goddess of youth revived, and only because his parents gave him this silly and bombastic name. And because it is proudly geminiana had to be the mistress of one good and one evil twin. Guess which one I am. Because

gentlemen, DVDs were used to Fermi. And no wonder you do not have talked to me so far. He is so kind, as Butler (although he pompously given the title of valet de chambre ), who does not like to admit that there is a second side of the coin though is the back perfect. On top is a great professional, even in the chafardeo (although I already know this Vds.). And with the crappy wages he receives, it seems the Countess Catalan and not us.

And speaking of faces, probably also wonder (and here comes the second big question) why identical twins do not resemble at all. But it also has its rationale. If you read the argument The Valkyrie (Come, I will not be vague. If a lot of fear and Tetralogy Wagner is like a soap opera with occasional dose of "tragic vaudeville," which is tricky and sustained ... ) find that I am like a extra-walls Mortadelo Walhalla. Fafner, thanks to the magic helmet dragon becomes a violent and dangerous, like the ogre, Puss In Boots changed at will to form and nature. If you want to know the truth, both two seem also ended really bad, born of extreme greed.

So Fasolt everything that is positive and politically correct, it becomes me in the mirror image of the mirror. As from now we will have to agree on many entries and nothing for a short period of time, let's make things clear. I'm here because I'm an errand. But I do not characterized precisely endurance. So try not to take any of the trusts that are brought to my brother because I'm not what they say patient. Me I have the right professional, personal secretary to the lady and so I limit myself. Bear this in mind and keep the distance with me as I am, by rank and duty, I do it Vds. We call it misleading, if not for what I was going to be here giving explanations and making my own pattern.

What they think I'm exaggerating and I'm not so fierce and intractable? As for shows worth a button. If you do not believe it, take a minimum of fuss and read, read:

R. Wagner (1813-1883). Das Rheingold (The Rhinegold). Act I, Scene II. Schweig dein schwätzen fouls. Orchestra of the Bavarian Broadcasting. Dir: Bernard Haitink. Kurt Rydl, as Fafner, under . Emi, 1989

FAFNIR
Schweig 'dein fouls schwätzen,
Gewinn werben wir nicht:
Freia Haft
hilft wenig,
doch viel gilt's sie zu den Göttern
entreißen.

(leise)

Golden Apples
grow in her garden;

they alone know the apples to maintain!
The usufruct
their families
avails to never ever
aging youth
falls sick and pale
but flourished,
old and weak
they die, they miss
must Freia.
your center drum had kidnapped her!


FAFNER
¡Deja ya de decir tonterías!
Así no iremos a ninguna parte
¡La custodia de Freia
tiene algún valor ,
but has
it away from the gods!

(quietly)

golden apples
grow in your garden,
and
only she knows how to take care .
The fruit eaten
bless their race
with eternal and unchanging youth.
But the blossoming youth,
begin to decline,
sick and pale,
and weak and old disappear,
if they have to Freia.
For this reason,
not let it be hijacked.
( original text and translation taken from this link )

But let's what we are doing this longer than the work of El Escorial. See DVDs, as the Countess is "taking the waters" but do not want let alone the blog, has instructed me to take over and, incidentally, to explain the task entrusted to me for all these months.

Because Madame elegaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnntttttttttteeeeeee Fggggaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa is so and so exquisiiiiiitaaa, which only deals aaaaaaarrrrrrttttttteeeee the múuuuusiiiicaaaaaa, the exposicioooooonnnnnneeeeees and conciiiieeeeeeeeeeeerrrrtttooooooooooooossss. Thus the killing will not be able to recognize that its powerful narcissism leads to necessary and to talk extensively about his trip to the Bretaaaaaaaaaaaaañññññññaaaaaaaaa maravillloooooooooooooooooosssssssssssooooooooooooo and, of course, the issue is small enough so that, apparently, she did not deign to touch. So what has instructed me to clear is that, as his secretary, I do the reverse in black and then go through my trip reports about being written about her. I do not know who seeks to deceive, of course. In short, I'm the one to make an intro to the word "disguise" of the lady and a host of photographs (the gods saved them) and some country ditties, to create lengthy and just deadly medley, which she called sinesteeeeeeeeeeeesias delicaadaaaaameeeeeeeeeeennnnteeeeee . And now is when I have to drop a job out Fggggggaaaaaaaiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Dona has given me and I will already falling out with some reader of this blog, which is also the land. Here we go. To Frau Zauberina: "Meine Dame, part of the lady's tut mir leid . That Bartoli nothing at all because it does not match the magníiiiiiiifiiiiiicaaaaaaaaasssss entraaaaaadassssss of Britain. That other time and to resign himself to listen music of bagpipes, harps and lutes Galician several.

As known to spare you from the boss and not characterized by regularity (if I tell them how little it has always been regular at all and scares us given), nor do I have no idea when I will appear in front of you I'm the starter of espleeeendidaaaas cróoooonicas, guess I will leave holes here and there from time to time. Thus, when faced with the fiery, foul-smelling maw of this more than enough employee may safely say: "Oh, surprise again this guy plays the insufferable and grumpy!" Yes sir and endure, that makes me even less grace and above pay me a mess of brown bear.

And with that, I say goodbye and leave but not before an image and a couple of catchy ditties, with a link to the original text of which will go to the very bow and which will be characteristic of the various chapters (conferences, going to draw very corny) that has the folletón is / is upon us. Let them be

Vds. with whom they please, whether God or the devil, that I do not care and now is fine. Hala, that from this time, Britain will be short!

says goodbye, nothing afeeeeeeccccctiiiiiiiisiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimoooooooooooo suuuuuuyooooooo

Faaaaaaaaaafffffffffffffffffffffffnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Pont-Croix, in the estuary Goyen . Acuarela Flambard of Mary Magdalene. En el libro Small towns of character in Britain , con texto David Raynal. Edit. Ouest-France. Rennes, 2006.

(hagan click para agrandar)

VV.AA. Titles Essential Britain. I is a country , Soldat Louis. II Me'zo Ganet Kreiz ar mor e , YF y Didier Squiban Kenema. Aztec Music. Sin fecha.

PS Encuentren Vds. out or call Fermí, that this is, I say.

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Heat

Summer heat and overwhelms and numbs
lights while the blood and desires.
Resting in the sun, forget the problems
daily work, life, dreams
we have not achieved the impossible dream ...
This is medicine for the soul and body in the heat sink
and the quiet breeze
a lazy sunny afternoon and friendly
feel that our dreams are still possible ... But that heat
sweet, warm and friend
is nothing when I think about the heat more live
makes the blood boil, who runs the body
me and turn on the lights of soul and sense,
the warmth of your arms , your divine body. VK

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When the body can not stand women

Sometimes it seems that we lack the forces and that any effort
leaves us breathless.
At times overwhelmed, tired and discouraged
that we do not see a way forward.
Years and body-marking
refuses to fight for what keeps us alive
and overcome laziness, fatigue and boredom. However
spirit is stronger than the body and if we
goals, hopes and dreams,
if we are convinced that what we
is something helpful and it makes sense, the final extract
force discouragement,
the illusion of pain, the joy of boredom
and find ways to continue working, walking and fighting
, creating and building. VK

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The "triennium literal" ... and music

Vds. I will forgive you have parafresado to History (with a capital) for the frivolous purpose to celebrate a birthday. Of course, San Cucuphas free me to compare myself with the Irrigation missed by so much as republicanote visit this blog. Look at that of the jokes and silly wordplay is always the Countess but this time has given birth tontuna a servant, the aristocrat ya no está en Madrid. Madame la Comtesse ha decidido este año que las localidades del norte de la península ya no se llenan de glamour y Vips y que han perdido por tanto la calificación de exclusivo. Que ni Santander ni San Sebastián son lo que eran, vamos. De forma y manera que se ha marchado a Bath a tomar las aguas. ¡Ahí es nada! Al fin y al cabo se lo encontrará más o menos todo igual que cuando Jane Austen lo describía en sus novelas y no tendrá nada que objetar al respecto puesto que ambas dos son casi de la misma quinta. Jejejeje, a lo mejor hasta se topa con su fantasma en el Pomp Room , tomando a cup of tea o un vasito de agua milagrosa.

Well, we'll let that go and relax to and rest from the countess. Or as my grandmother said, "that much rest are (whether or not Bath) as rest stops."

Already three Añaza. Yes sir. And this blogautora , that when he wrote the first and tontísimo post (I will not bring them the link, which still embarrasses me) long feared that opening a blog, and thanks due to Bolch was not going to go from being a temporary fad rather tend to be ephemeral as the likes of this writer, has completed to surrender to the evidence. The project was a passenger and let the summer of 2007 that glides smoothly, has become a blog about adult. Granted, I'm not very consistent in the publication of entries and I do not stretch much about it, but I assure you that the longest period I have been without post was 37 days and because the circumstances were dificilillas. And I assure you that, generally, I curro entries. Yes, I enjoy preparing them as much as I think Vds. reading them, I learn I also listen to music (love to give me sick voluntarily) and, above all, I am able to relate with others and to communicate something more or less valid.

And birthdays are usually a time for celebration but also balances. And this year I assure you that the balance is decanted clearly (or was ostentóreamente) to the bright side, the better. On the sad side, the loss of contact with Dart, Paul J. Vayón or Baron Cosimo, which I miss. Manuel not. Manuel is the negative side but on the other. Continues to accompany us all and we still want as then. Never be in the worst dish of the scale. And this is that the positive years is loaded but than good loaded, newcomers.

Gonna make count if me permit. Since August are few those appreciation and sometimes want, which incorporated as readers reciprocal Variations Goldberg. Sometimes only I could treat through mail, blog or phone although draft ourselves follows with all vivo. Got been lucky meet other personally and not few. Among first, Mammamia, alias Sor Squinting of Flamenco and culture ; Sergio Astorga, Antojos ; Izaskun of Bookstore Mujeres and Siempreconhistorias , Oscar, Nire Sofatik. From my couch ; Ramiro of Binder Glimpses . Between seconds, Carmen, Ciberculturalia ; Ana, of Pulling thread ; Judith, dalliances a modern Peter Pan ; Ybris of Vacuum ; Txema of Noeraixò and One way presented , Oscar, of MMMGRRHHH !!!!! , Sue and Gemma, of Delirio , Charles, Days of future past.

But I've also been lucky enough to see to and talk personally with old friends bloggers: Isabel, of Roma Women , Charles de Batz, of Tornavientos ; Anarkasis of mess, Laura, Donna angelified , Daniel and Victoria, Frito World. And I experienced the enormous pleasure of listening to playing, though I could not talk to him because the occasion did not allow it to Diego Fernández Magdaleno, Words water.

And of course, I have continued contact and, in many cases seeing often with Gemma (how I regret not being able to see you this year) and Martine (ma petite Nomade) ; Fernando, Aída , Alucinao , Curro, Joseph , Antonio , Rafa and Lola , Javier , AF , Nano , Tanhauser , Fra Miquel , Mary , Mita , Isabel, Luisa , Jose the cordobeission.

Sometimes the past year there have been moments in which he could not find myself, that did not lift his head. And even at that time, some there were pushing to go up the well. And the well was blinded and everything is back to normal and the communication has been maintained. There people are even bothered by phone at odd hours and endured the downpour of tears sometimes without knowing quite what to do or say but knowing comfort, others were sending smoke signals but I did not know out of my imprisonment, to say that this will pass and they were there just in case. Some more remained there, at the foot of the canyon and as always from the beginning and all life, giving me all the love and support through the generosity of friends old and deep. That's why I value and appreciate and love them. A friends do not judge them. Simply, they are appreciated, the esteem, love them.

Some believe that this world is paper blogosphere, which is full of people but you look out and there's really nobody. Sometimes I've come to believe fervently. But then I realized my mistake. I've known people who have shown me affection, joy and affection that comes from a virtual relationship. And retract publicly. And that feeling for anything to keep in touch with people and learning from them and interacting. I think a blog is more than a book of notes while I respect scrupulously almost everyone who does not think so. To me it means a window to open up to reality. For though I made up as the other characters are neglected, I have their feet firmly on the ground. Breakfast puffs of reality every day. I do not think any countess. I never did. I know that I worked from age 18 on something I liked but this allowed me to study, travel, food, access to a very early and privileged early retirement and, above all, live. I enjoy what I can because I think anyone who shares with me home and life and I have earned it honestly and with effort. I have never cheated, manipulated, or deceived as speculated could surely one noble. I have always lived in what won and never rents an aristocrat nonexistent. Already see that Countess moves another plane: the purely fictitious. I been a simple employed my lifetime. Vivo in a neighborhood laborer. My house is old although I have the tremendous lucky whatsoever at almost own. I have friends and family who adore although never could have children good I have liked. 'm Normal and until vulgar and know well what say. Me remains alone third living and surely worst but here am and here sigo. Aware privileges I enjoy in current times. Through some entries published this year I realized I can be very weak but strong. AND want that although me invent countesses or stewards or bad girls or delicate opera characters, the blogosphere remains for me exactly what it is today: the window of reality that I like to look out every day to have a relationship with each and, in particular, to enable that knowledge becomes virtual in many cases, fortunately, real and palpable, healthy ( sensu lato and sensu stricto ) and cuddly. So cuddly if you ask me.

So hopefully this triennium full of words, images and music continues to become a five and a decade y. .. And of course, read and listen Vds.. (If after this lengthy statement of principles and I shut it, understand it is to kill me).

I leave for the cake and champagne here right next to when you awaken. For one day do them no harm no coffee at breakfast. And of course as always, some music. This time of celebration, of course. Of course, these offered are somewhat concerned because I want to ask them please to provide a long life to the Variations. I know they will, so ... thanks in advance.

Good night all.

G. Verdi (1840-1901) with libretto by Francesco Maria Piave. La Traviata, Brindisi . Orchestra and Chorus of the Royal Opera. Dir Edward Downes. Lucia Popp, Placido Domingo and Alfredo and Violetta portraying Queen Elizabeth in London in 1986
(via Youtube through LaVioletaValery )