jueves, 29 de julio de 2010

sábado, 1 de mayo de 2010

My BOOM days

Making things sure
Thats my new album name.
If someone ask me why, i'll say:

While i was lost inside the Atlas
looking for a road or something to find the way
I was realizing that my days were finishing,
my days like Boom operator.
might be finishing.
All that happened the years before.
My Boom Days.

And the explosion that never comes.

sábado, 27 de marzo de 2010


I'm leaving
What a good luck, ours...
YES! Luck to have each others...

I'm leaving to Morocco
new film
new country

martes, 9 de marzo de 2010


If everything's all right
This man will edit the next movie that i'll record:


And yeah, he edited sweeney todd...

viernes, 5 de marzo de 2010


-I wrote this book while i was in Cuba.
-You've been living in Cuba¡¡
-Well, yes, i was studying there, and my teacher was Gabriel...
-Which Gabriel, Francis¡¡
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

Chat with Francis around his library.

jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

The priest is dead, the girl is born

The sevilla university choir director
was my narrative teacher
I wish i could read a sheet as i read
the back of cereal boxes.

And i wish i could sing.

I'm scared, my great grand' died from troath cancer.
Maybe it's what i got.
I always thought that because we borned the same day
we will die the same day too.

Penumbra scare me too
i need to join glee club.

domingo, 14 de febrero de 2010

You wont say anything

But in my dreams
you say all that things that im fearing to hear from you.
i need to finish Pater Medina,
i need to run away from Gades.
And chirigotas.

miércoles, 10 de febrero de 2010

Take your life's worst week

Compress it,
like if it all happened in one day,
cover it with present paper,
and make yourself a gift,
when it doesn't mean nothing to you.
And you were able to pass trough it.

domingo, 24 de enero de 2010

Ba Ba Ba

Cheering up my heart
The nuclear liquid trough my veins
awake a part of me
that slept too much

What's one mess more?

(in your face)

viernes, 15 de enero de 2010

Where are you carlos?

I'm fine,
just some molluscs,
tiroyd traces,
and the simple fact that i'm still
in love with you.

domingo, 3 de enero de 2010

I dont believe in humans

I cannot believe in them
Of course a "happy new year" existed too
And another sad-weeping-cry behind the major's house

Of course some dreams
just to show me
the answer to if you have met another person
(in bed or in life)
and to showe me
that nowadays people dont want love
dont want to feel anybody near
anybody to know them
to feel them

people think that making sex with 3 persons every week
is like freedom
like living your youth

and you know what?
They are only increasing the chances of getting AIDS