I am dancing without you my dear


Picking up the crumbs

at the table of love

I celebrate my sadness

with Bacchus and his minions

Drunk of momentary bliss

I dance between bodies and smiles

searching lost in the party

the oblivion of your oblivion

Life is only a present

full of music and noise

of people you don’t know

of dreams that aren’t really mine

I am dancing without you my dear

drowning your absence in wine.

El Matallana

Voy bailando sin ti querida


Recogiendo las migajas

de la mesa del amor

celebro mi tristeza

con Baco y sus secuaces

Ebrio de dicha momentánea

danzo entre cuerpos y sonrisas

buscando perdido en la fiesta

el olvido de tu olvido

La vida es ya sólo un presente

lleno de música y de ruido

de personas que no conoces

de sueños ya poco míos

Voy bailando sin ti querida

ahogando tu ausencia en vino.

El Matallana

To K


«Once I had a dream
I was falling from the sky»

There are many things inside me
like words of a more intimate language
like moves in the inner dances of our soul

voices calling you from a closer distance
like lava trying to disturb the ocean
like water flowing patiently through rock

dreams of a deeper understanding
like music in the air of our memories
like whispers getting louder than the storm

your smile wrapped in the happiness of sadness
like a lighthouse warning our hidden longings
like a promise to a sufferer of love.

El Matallana

Have A Good Time

«Yesterday, it was my birthday.
I hung one more year on the line.
I should be depressed.
My life’s a mess.
But I’m having a good time.

I’ve been loving and loving and loving.
I’m exhausted from loving so well,
I should go to bed.
But a voice in my head says:
“Ah, what the hell”.»

Paul Simon, Have A Good Time, album Still crazy after all these years, released on October 25, 1975.

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«Yes I feel the same way, we connected deeply and that is very meaningful for me in this world so full of superficiality. Looking forward to more experiences together that the future will bring!

Glad to hear you are enjoying Malta, I think you will find that you are just at the beginning of something greater than you had imagined, just continue to be honest, healthy, and put one foot in front of the other and you will surprise yourself later with what you have accomplished.

I liked both poems that you sent, both very honest well spoken and relatable.

Berlin is going along just fine. Same mandala of craziness and peace spinning in my brain. The summer has been beautiful, I’ve really let go of a lot of negative energies and am happy to be seeing some evidence of progress with myself in my goals of becoming a better human being. Releasing an EP of electronic music in late October which will be a load off my mind to be finished with, and hoping to have a very creatively productive fall and winter.

Thank you for the invitation! Let’s see how im feeling come the dark cold months here in Berlin and maybe you might be able to convince me to come for a little while to visit after all ahaha, until then lots of love from Berlin!»

Alex – 29.09.2016

I’ll Slip Away – Sixto Rodriguez

And I’ll forget about the girl that said no
Then I’ll tell who I want where to go
And I’ll forget about your lies and deceit
And your attempts to be so discreet

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

And you can keep your symbols of success
Then I’ll pursue my own happiness
And you can keep your clocks and routines
Then I’ll go mend all my shattered dreams

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

‘Cause you’ve been down on me for too long
And for too long I just put you on
Now I’m tired of lying and I’m sick of trying
Cause I’m losing who I really am
And I’m not choosing to be like them

And if you get bored and you got loneliness
Or it’s dislike for me you express
I won’t care if you’re right or you’re wrong
I won’t care cause you see I’ll be gone

Maybe today, yeah
I’ll slip away

Maybe today, yeah
Maybe today, yeah
Maybe today, yeah girl
I’ll slip away

Sixto Rodriguez (1942)- I’ll slip away (1967)

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La parabellum del buen psicópata

La noche tira un salto mortal,

pura tontera del «punto g»

y el joven lobo

quemándose de amor


Está en la cima del volcán,

nunca pudo ser muy fiel,

tímidamente moja el suave estar


Y atrapa migajas

de rock maravilla para este mundo

y  traga esas migas indescriptibles…

trucos de placer


Un tecno-duque trabajó

nuevos gemidos para el show,

su industria de la diversión quebró


Un gran remedio para un gran mal,

amores como flechas van

cruzando el sueño

y te acribillarán


Y atrapa migajas

de rock maravilla para este mundo

y  traga esas migas indescriptibles…

trucos de placer



La parabellum del buen psicópata – ¡Bang! ¡Bang! Estás liquidado (1989) por Patricio Rey y sus Redonditos de Ricota (1976 – 2001)


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Tengo tiempo

para saber

si lo que sueño concluye en algo

No te apures

ya más loco

porque es entonces cuando las horas…


El día es vidrio sin sol


La noche te oculta la voz


Y además

vos querés sol,

despacio también

podés hallar la luna


Viejo roble

del camino,

tus hojas siempre se agitan algo

Nena, nena,

que bien te ves

cuando en tus ojos no importa si las horas…


El día se sienta a morir


La noche se nubla sin fin


Y además

vos sos el sol,

despacio también

podés ser la luna


Luis Alberto Spinetta – Bajan, Artaud (1973)


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Learning to Live

“I need to live life like some people never will

so find me kindness, find me beauty, find me truth


When temptation brings me to my knees

and I lay here drained of strength

show me kindness, show me beauty, show me truth”


Dream Theater – Learning to Live (Images and Words, 1991-1993)