tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10176709075906268112012-01-11T13:10:50.565-08:00entertaining yourself with music of sebriel1 mindsebrielnoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017670907590626811.post-86508107178570623342007-05-22T10:05:00.001-07:002007-05-22T11:55:57.514-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Ell<span style="font-weight: bold;">a</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">ntes</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">y</span> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">el</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">d</span>espués<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RlM8BpLS-YI/AAAAAAAAANs/FGucIvsdpx4/s1600-h/argi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RlM8BpLS-YI/AAAAAAAAANs/FGucIvsdpx4/s200/argi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067460004652710274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Primera vista de Argiöpe</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Era una noche cálida, pero con mucho viento que soplaba</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">desde lejos.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Yo estaba sacando unas sábanas del lavarropas</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">y me disponía</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">a llevarlas hacia la terracita de mis viejos.</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Creí que Flea</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">(el protagonista de la entrada anterior --></span> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://soulser.blogspot.com/2007/05/esirprs.html"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Esirprüs</span></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">)</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">se había escapado ya que la puerta estaba abierta</span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">pero no fue así...</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ya en la terraza, habiendo colgado una par de medias,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">y</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">las famosas sábanas del desierto, me di cuenta que </span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">algo no andaba bien...</span><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktgBZLS-RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6NW-gQUHcJs/s1600-h/terraz.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktgBZLS-RI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6NW-gQUHcJs/s320/terraz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065247782962657554" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Me encontré solo en la terraza, mirando alrededor</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">mientras sentía que alguien me estaba mirando. Yo sabía<br />que en la casa no había nadie, al menos eso pensaba.<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Levanté la mirada hacia el cielo, había pocas estrellas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">de las que suelen verse siempre, se escuchaban unos maullidos</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">de fondo, por lo que pensé que era el gato de mi abuela, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">de pronto me di cuenta que en el medio de toda esa oscuridad </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">desde la ventana de mi cuarto había </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">dos ojos </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">que me miraban atentamente.</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">Corría el viento y se <span style="font-size:85%;">hizo</span> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);">un silencio...</span><br /></span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/Rktqy5LS-SI/AAAAAAAAANA/PGpYYjKIuys/s1600-h/DSC08778.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/Rktqy5LS-SI/AAAAAAAAANA/PGpYYjKIuys/s200/DSC08778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065259628482459938" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/Rktq95LS-TI/AAAAAAAAANI/EyyNsujyDSg/s1600-h/DSC08779.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/Rktq95LS-TI/AAAAAAAAANI/EyyNsujyDSg/s200/DSC08779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065259817461020978" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrJpLS-UI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xxhSQZ82KTc/s1600-h/DSC08780.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrJpLS-UI/AAAAAAAAANQ/xxhSQZ82KTc/s200/DSC08780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065260019324483906" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrWZLS-VI/AAAAAAAAANY/s13xxKhaQfU/s1600-h/DSC08781.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrWZLS-VI/AAAAAAAAANY/s13xxKhaQfU/s200/DSC08781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065260238367816018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrmJLS-WI/AAAAAAAAANg/AtB0Y_pbnRU/s1600-h/DSC08782.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CjcgVsIklWs/RktrmJLS-WI/AAAAAAAAANg/AtB0Y_pbnRU/s200/DSC08782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065260508950755682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">continuará (muy pronto</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">)</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017670907590626811-8650810717857062334?l=sebriel1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebrielnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1017670907590626811.post-30244751700700240732007-03-13T22:03:00.000-07:002007-04-17T23:35:25.477-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.allaboutjazz.com/italy/gallery/cifarelli/patmetheny01lugano.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.allaboutjazz.com/italy/gallery/cifarelli/patmetheny01lugano.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Entre los músicos que son de otro planeta, les presento a Pat Metheny. Tiene un estilo jazzero, pero más ecléctico que otra cosa, es muy experimental en algunos discos y las composiciones por lo general rozan el borde de la perfección. Slip Away es un tema del grupo, no por nada llamado "Pat Metheny Group" en el cual compartió voces con Pedro Aznar!<br /><br />Slip Away - Letter From Home - Pat Metheny Group<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1017670907590626811-3024475170070024073?l=sebriel1.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sebrielnoreply@blogger.com2