On March 2, 1942 was born in Brooklyn Lewis Allan " Lou" Reed, who then just turned 69 years .
propose again to remember a post a few months, where the story of Lou mixes in some way to my .
A small but heartfelt tribute to the Velvet Undergroud, Lou Reed, Nico.
A couple of years ago I wrote a story that has remained in draft form. It has a lot of autobiographical and there is a lot of music, good or bad it is, contains much of my past and therefore absolutely be preserved.
I did read a few people, but I have not noticed any kind of enthusiasm, of the series ... " no critical comment not to hurt . All this has encouraged me, obviously, but I honestly said, " if nobody likes it will mean that worthless! "
Basically I'm not a writer.
But every now and reread it (and every time I change something) because it is a summary of what inspires me to write every day, not for others but for me, to riviver moments that are able to capture forever on paper. Of course, he never abandoned the idea of \u200b\u200bsharing whatever I write.
A change of this story gives me the opportunity to pay tribute to Lou Reed and Nico , characters that have always intrigued me.
A couple of years ago I wrote a story that has remained in draft form. It has a lot of autobiographical and there is a lot of music, good or bad it is, contains much of my past and therefore absolutely be preserved.
I did read a few people, but I have not noticed any kind of enthusiasm, of the series ... " no critical comment not to hurt . All this has encouraged me, obviously, but I honestly said, " if nobody likes it will mean that worthless! "
Basically I'm not a writer.
But every now and reread it (and every time I change something) because it is a summary of what inspires me to write every day, not for others but for me, to riviver moments that are able to capture forever on paper. Of course, he never abandoned the idea of \u200b\u200bsharing whatever I write.
A change of this story gives me the opportunity to pay tribute to Lou Reed and Nico , characters that have always intrigued me.
Ryan and Uma are the protagonists, boyfriends (and later husband and wife) who attend along with their first concert in Pittsburgh. The artist is Nico, with whom they have a close encounter in a bar before the performance. Do not recognize it, but they are both fascinated by " a tall, skinny, with a thin face marked by deep wrinkles, and on it you could read the story of a life lived intensely."
was not a coincidence that on the night of torment, a memory of adolescence was still so strong.
Crazy Café Al was left breathless and now, years later, he felt the anxiety rise, approached Nico and pains, and death at fifty years after a life to the limit, to the sorrows of the universe, pain which on this night they were all on his shoulders. At
images associated with a song by Lou Reed, who often had dedicated to Uma, but which contained far more than a demonstration of love for a woman.
That was the short, simple text search of tranquility and peace after so much suffering while admitting its guilt, and sense of veiled confession took the song for him an almost religious. That kind of suffering
belonged to everyone, even people "square" like Ryan, and maybe that was what bothered him and prevented him from to sleep.
was not a coincidence that on the night of torment, a memory of adolescence was still so strong.
Crazy Café Al was left breathless and now, years later, he felt the anxiety rise, approached Nico and pains, and death at fifty years after a life to the limit, to the sorrows of the universe, pain which on this night they were all on his shoulders. At
images associated with a song by Lou Reed, who often had dedicated to Uma, but which contained far more than a demonstration of love for a woman.
That was the short, simple text search of tranquility and peace after so much suffering while admitting its guilt, and sense of veiled confession took the song for him an almost religious. That kind of suffering
belonged to everyone, even people "square" like Ryan, and maybe that was what bothered him and prevented him from to sleep.
The song was called "A Perfect Day ," a perfect day.
Just a perfect day
drink sangria in the park
Just a perfect day
drink sangria in the park
and then later when it gets dark
go Home
go Home
Just a perfect day
feed the animals in the zoo
and then later a movie too
feed the animals in the zoo
and then later a movie too
and then home
Oh, it's such a perfect day
'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
make me want to stay with you
Just a perfect day
the problems aside
tourists solitary
is so
fun Just a perfect day
fun Just a perfect day
made me forget myself
I thought to be another
a better person
Oh, it was a perfect day I
'm glad I spent it with you reap what you sow
He realized how certain words, taken out of context and accompanied by music that might seem trivial, but in his vision that song was a world of pain and a world of happiness, objective condition of every human being.
Over the years there were many opportunities to get back on that track, that Uma used as a pretext to explain what a song meant for her.
Having lost the need to make early selection of music depending on the artist name, Uma had come to a single differentiation between good and bad music.
The music was good for her that she could give her strong emotions and not universally recognized, in accordance with rules established by others.
It was not so easy a path.
Taking the example of "A Perfect Day" had made an accurate and convincing to Ryan.
He realized how certain words, taken out of context and accompanied by music that might seem trivial, but in his vision that song was a world of pain and a world of happiness, objective condition of every human being.
Over the years there were many opportunities to get back on that track, that Uma used as a pretext to explain what a song meant for her.
Having lost the need to make early selection of music depending on the artist name, Uma had come to a single differentiation between good and bad music.
The music was good for her that she could give her strong emotions and not universally recognized, in accordance with rules established by others.
It was not so easy a path.
Taking the example of "A Perfect Day" had made an accurate and convincing to Ryan.
- Get the text and read it, alone, imagine you have found written on a piece of paper, in a friend's house without knowing what it is related.
anyone could write words that seem almost elementary.
Now imagine you only hear the music of the song, the text does not exist, only a piano, drums and a very soft arrangement apparently poor.
It seems to me a remarkable step forward, and imagine an old pianist who entertains the last customers of the piano ... very, very sad, but able to shake that text alone can not do.
Now join the two, the text and music. It does not become a masterpiece?
But you can have better!
Try to understand what 's behind those words, the lives of those wrote them, the context.
Everything changes perspective and everything takes on a precise meaning.
Try going to bed after hearing it in this mode and you will find yourself almost in a trance, unable to sleep, excited or saddened, certainly not indifferent. "
Uma did not have to convince Ryan of course, but it was like he was talking to an audience of students, trying to provide objective and at the same time trying to push in the direction best for you.
On this night, blessed or cursed, Ryan had not heard "A Perfect Day", yet could not sleep.
Now imagine you only hear the music of the song, the text does not exist, only a piano, drums and a very soft arrangement apparently poor.
It seems to me a remarkable step forward, and imagine an old pianist who entertains the last customers of the piano ... very, very sad, but able to shake that text alone can not do.
Now join the two, the text and music. It does not become a masterpiece?
But you can have better!
Try to understand what 's behind those words, the lives of those wrote them, the context.
Everything changes perspective and everything takes on a precise meaning.
Try going to bed after hearing it in this mode and you will find yourself almost in a trance, unable to sleep, excited or saddened, certainly not indifferent. "
Uma did not have to convince Ryan of course, but it was like he was talking to an audience of students, trying to provide objective and at the same time trying to push in the direction best for you.
On this night, blessed or cursed, Ryan had not heard "A Perfect Day", yet could not sleep.
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