I live in Beatles street

Victoria Street has changed its name

Mainstreet

Lennon / McCartney avenue

there are places I remember…

FUCK The Beatles!!!

28, dic. 2006

The Beatles are a big SHIT!!!

pussy band!

Esto tiene que ser dicho!!!

Los Beatles son una basura, apestan!
The Beatles suck!!!!!!!!!!
banda para pendejas huevonas de esas que hacen fotologs y colocan sus poses faldonas!!!!. Hasta en estos tiempos hay tontones que gustan de bandas como ellos, la primera boy band de la historia, los que iniciaron la mugre pop!!!!!. Cuarteto de afeminados, con trajecitos y eso, parecen vedettos de cuarta, saliendo de los barrios pobres, que con un poco de talento (?), no tá – lento, y un mariquita al cual tuvieron que darle “la pasada” para que los lanzara al estrellato….jajajaja, qué vergüenza, cancionitas de amor…como si fuera tan dificil escribir pendejadas como esas…hasta mi sobrino tiene más ideas…y al líder le llamaban genio…por favor! y tuvo el descaro de decir que eran más grandes que jesucristo!!!!!, Dios mío, que hemos hecho para que tú permitieras que imbécil semejante dijera tamaña estupidez. ESE DEBERÍA IR A LA GUILLOTINA EN VEZ DE SADAM HUSSEIN!!!!!!!!!

Alguien se ha detenido a escuchar lo básico de las letras?????, o sea perdón cero habilidad. O sea no me extrañaría que de repente saliera anunciado que estos tipajos doblaban y eran otros los que tocaban los instrumentos y eso….porque…dejan mucho que desear…

The Fag Four

Qué lennon!, Qué McCartney!, par de mamones, dedicándole canciones a la mamita……jajaja…dicen que dos cabezas piensan más que una, pero estos juntos descompensan a un Psiquiatra, no sacan un burro de un pantano…..y los cuatro….Chapman debió haberlos matados a los 4!!, cómo dejó 3 vivos!!!!!!!!, o sea por suerte ahora quedan dos….que se mueran luego no más…..
Mejor lo dejo hasta aquí.

La humanidad se debe sacar las cataratas de los ojos, el cerumen de las orejas, los pollos de las gargantas, por favor!, basta de idolatrar ratones de cola pelada, si estos rotitos con suerte saben su nombre…..

Fuck The Beatles
Fuck the pussy sound
Fuck The Fag Four!!!!!!!!!!

hey bulldog

“siéntate perro de mier….!!!!”

not a second time

there are places I remember

He aquí los lugares más famosos y con más recuerdos de Liverpool. Y no me refiero a The Cavern club, Strawberry Field o Penny Lane. Qué más famoso que las propias casas Beatles, moradas ocupadas por los fab four, 40 años después. O la famosa Iglesia St. Peter’s Church en Woolton, donde John y Paul se conocieron un 6 de julio de 1957. Se supone además que la casa de Ringo, será demolida, no obstante la de Paul y John pertenecen a las reservas nacionales (national trust) una especie de patrimonio cultural, lo cual tiene razón de ser, pero quizás para cuando pueda ir a Liverpool a visitar esos lugares, la casa de Ringo ya no estará, al menos la de Madryn St. Una pena; es como si echaran mi casa abajo, a pesar de que yo no tengo importancia como la que tienen los Beatles, pero uno guarda millones de recuerdos, al menos yo los guardo con mis casas anteriores, y en la que vivo hoy día….y esas cosas parecen perderse al menos en presencia, porque los recuerdos no se borran….

He aquí entonces las famosas casas y la famosa iglesia, en pleno.

20 Forthlin Road, Allerton.

Casa de Paul Mccartney

Mendips 251 Menlove Avenue, Liverpool L25.
Casa en la que vivió John Lennon con su tía Mimi.

9 Madryn Street, Dingle. Casa de Ringo Starr

12 Arnold Grove, Wavertree. Casa de George Harrison.

St. Peter’s church, Woolton, Liverpool

The Scream

Felices 143 años Edvard Munch
1863 – 1944

desde 1893, el mundo no es el mismo con “El Grito”.

Remembering John

Remembering John

viernes, diciembre 2006

These are four songs that I know, dedicated to John Lennon. A surprised for me it was when I found out that Mike Oldfield’s “Moonlight shadow” was a song about John’s death. “I just shot John Lennon” by The Cranberries I never heard before; “Here today” by Paul McCartney is a very passionate and biographical one, just like a letter to a dear friend; and “All those years ago” by George Harrison is my favourite; I think it’s complete and very special. From someone who’s dead now.

“I Just Shot John Lennon”

It was the fearful night of December 8th.
He was returning home from the studio late.
He had perseptively known that it wouldn’t be nice.
Because in 1980, he paid the price.

John Lennon died. [X6]

With a Smith & Wesson 38,
John Lennon’s life was no longer a debate.
He should have stayed at home,
He should have never cared,
And the man who took his life declared,

He said I just shot John Lennon.
He said I just shot John Lennon.
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight.
What a sad and sorry and sickening night.
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight.
What a sad and sorry and sickening night.

Ah, ah ah ah, ah…

I just shot John Lennon.
He said I just shot John Lennon.
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight.
What a sad and sorry and sickening night.
What a sad and sorry and sickening sight.
What a sad and sorry and sickening night.

Ah, ah ah ah, ah…

“Moonlight shadow”

The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a river last saturday night
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn’t find how to push through
The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn’t find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Four am in the morning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
I watched your vision forming
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Star was light in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Will you come to talk to me this night
But she couldn’t find how to push through
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
I stay
I pray
I see you in heaven far away
Far away on the other side.
Caught in the middle of a hundred and five
The night was heavy but the air was alive
But she couldn’t find how to push through
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Far away on the other side.

“Here today”

And if I say I really knew you well
What would your answer be.
If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to – day.

Well knowing you,
Youd probably laugh and say that we were worlds apart.
If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to – day.

But as for me,
I still remember how it was before.
And I am holding back the tears no more.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- I love you, ooh-

What about the time we met,
Well I suppose that you could say that we were playing hard to get.
Didnt understand a thing.
But we could always sing.

What about the night we cried,
Because there wasnt any reason left to keep it all inside.
Never understood a word.
But you were always there with a smile.

And if I say I really loved you
And was glad you came along.

If you were here today.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- for you were in my song.
Ooh- ooh- ooh- here to – day.

“All those years ago”

Im shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it
So clear
All those years ago.

Im talking all about how to give
They dont act with much honesty
But you point the way to the truth when you say
All you need is love.

Living with good and bad
I always look up to you
Now were left cold and sad
By someone the devils best friend
Someone who offended all.

Were living in a bad dream
Theyve forgotten all about mankind
And you were the one they backed up to
The wall
All those years ago
You were the one who imagined it all
All those years ago.

Deep in the darkest night
I send out a prayer to you
Now in the world of light
Where the spirit free of the lies
And all else that we despised.

Theyve forgotten all about god
Hes the only reason we exist
Yet you were the one that they said was
So weird
All those years ago
You said it all though not many had ears
All those years ago
You had control of our smiles and our tears
All those years ago

john lennon’s death certificate

1940 – 1980

40 years seemed to be more than enough for the man with the jealous mind, but you haven’t died…..

we still imagine you…..after 26 years

Baby you’re a rich man too!!!!

Remembering John

Love was always the answer

Glass Onion

Stuart Sutcliffe as Johnny Bravo

Johnny Bravo as the Lost Beatle