Never mind las mariposas amarillas, Pablito³

³~. Here come the hippos

FIP the PICOS

 

Well… Ewe’ve ho’id about Paez’ “mariposa” en el Circo Beat,¹ —it’s not one of those! This was a technicolor tardeada complete with art pieces  that asked nothing from them colorful vintage paintings on black velvet in every Honkey Tonk household in the Southern United States, not necessarily of Elvis, but kitschy as fuck anyway.

¹~. https ://elpais .com /america-colombia /elecciones-presidenciales /de-la-espriella-sigue-los-pasos-de-milei -y-trump-al-anunciar-que-renunciara-a-su-salario-si-es-presidente.html

Shattered… 
Just as Ono’s artworks have always required the audiencce to complete them (eg, 1962’s Painting to Be Constructed In Your Head), so Season Of Glass can be seen as a work that ASKS for input from the listener to complete the message, FILL THE NEGATIVE space, LOOK FOR the missing pieces.

🫗

Pride and joy and greed and sex
That’s what makes that town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams
Are still surviving on the streets (shattered)
And look at me, I’m in tatters, yeah (shattered)

La música  viva siempre es mejor“, i can’t remember who coined that phrase, some say that it was el maestro de La Sonora Maracaibo, Raúl Chávez Arce, others still, claim that it was Jorge Saldaña en “Nostalgia”, in any case the MP3 and or vinyl sound was certainly jumping at the Arénes de Lutéce yesterday in the early evening ; complete i might add, with the cloud of dust and the 40°C or, 104°F readings on the Mercury scale if youse a WHITEXICAN from “La Sultana del Norte” en Nuevo León.

 

¿Quién dijo nostalgia?

— “¡Yo!”,  gritó Jorge Saldaña desde Banderilla.

Go for the Tylenol®️, stay for the ice 🍦 cream.

Considering the date format, our triangulators managed to get Öüï right within range of our intended target 🎯, mind Ewe with some changes not for better but it is what it is, the places which Eye remembers have, like the entire Île-de-France, turned a Whiter Shade of Pale, even Thrifty®️ went white, heck, Öüï 🤠 reckons that we should hit them niggas for some of that OxiContin™, given the free advertising and the such :

Thrifty White…

IMAGINE… Discépolo

Dear, Senator Franken (D–WI):

The good thing about this blog is that Col. Matthews does not read it, because if he did —the Colonel— would probably be making parallels between the Trumpists in the American Heartland and the Peronistas near the River Plate… “Let’s Play Hardball!”.

No pienses más, echate a un lao,
Que a nadie importa si naciste honrao.

La ironía del Cambalache… al minuto 40 con 45 segundos.

… “It takes two to Tango,” and “Don’t take a Knife to a Gunfight”. •—_¡_—• Too bad that Senator Franken is actually throwing in the towel, in any other political year his resignation from the Senate would be the right pennance to pay for being a sophmore wiseass, but being that we [the U.S.] are having to deal with the repercussions of Billy Bush’s ‘pussy-grabbing Pandora bus interview era’ maybe — just maybe, Sen. Stewart Little should reconsider his resignation from the actual halls of power that can get this sorry  excuse for a President of the United States of America out of Office… “because, darn it, Al —you are good enough”. FINISH YOUR TERM and let the NEXT BALLOT BOXES in your District decide your political fate.

… o como dijera Saldaña:
“un diagnóstico de nuestros tiempos”.
Letra por: Enrique Santos Discépolo.

… al regresar, “El Cambalache” de Chapman con Lennon. •—_!_—• No se vaya, —deteniendo.

Context Follows…


Versión afrancesada, vía Gardel:  https :// youtube .com/watch?v=fsAGpw5uwDU

Saldaña. J., “Añoranzas”, Canal Once Televisión, vía Radio La Nueva República: https :// youtube .com/watch?v=D8VwxxmS2A0