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13 de Julio 2005

Opera Rock

     36.6 grados y subiendo. La Comunidad de Madrid ha activado el pomposo nivel rojo de alto riesgo por la ola de calor. Procuro no moverme más que lo estrictamente necesario y bebo tres o cuatro litros de agua al día, lo que hace que siga perdiendo peso (en dos semanas, un par de kilos más). Trabajo. Supongo que en estos cuatro días unos cuantos viejecitos moriran deshidratados. Será porque no lo avisan en la tele y en la radio. Beber mucho; No salir; pasitos cortos.

     A la hora de la siesta, echo un poco las persianas para que no entre tanta luz en el despacho, mientras la gata se pone delante del ventilador. Y como no tengo nada mejor que hacer que recostarme en el del despacho sillón del despacho, dejo que el aleatorio del WinAmp haga de las suyas y escoja mi estado de ánimo.

     Jesucristo Superstar. El reparto original en la Banda Sonora de la película de 1973. Una de las canciones de Judas. Sin duda alguna las mejores del disco (junto con las de Pilatos) y la que más me gusta del disco. Voy a morirme un rato.

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DAMNED FOR ALL TIME/BLOOD MONEY

Judas
Now if I help you
It matters that you see
This sordid kind of things are
Coming hard to me
It's taken me some time
To work out what to do
I weighed the whole thing up
Before I came to you
I had no thought at all
Of my own reward
I really didn't come here
Of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time!

I came because I had to
Because I'm the one who saw
Jesus can't control it
Like he did before
And furthermore I know
That Jesus thinks so too
Jesus wouldn't mind
That I was here with you
I have no thought at all
Of my own reward
I really didn't come here
Of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time!

Annas, you're a friend
A worldly man and wise
Caiaphas, my friend
I know you sympathise

Why are we the prophets?
Why are we the ones?
Who see the sad solution
Know what must be done?
I have no thought at all
Of my own reward
I really didn't come here
Of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time!

Annas
Cut the protesting
Forget the excuses
We want information
Get up off the floor

Caiaphas
We have the papers
We need to arrest him
You know his movements
We know the law

Annas
Your help in this matter
Won't go unrewarded

Caiaphas
We'll pay you in silver
Cash on the nail
We just need to know
Where the soldiers can find him
With no crowd around him
Then we can't fail

Judas
I don't need your blood money

Caiaphas
Oh, that doesn't matter
Our expenses are good

Judas
I don't want your blood money

Annas
But you might as well take it
We think that you should

Caiaphas
Think of the things
You can do with that money
Choose any charity
Give to the poor
We've noted your motives
We've noted your feelings
This isn't blood money
It's a fee nothing more

Judas
On Thursday night
You'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds
In the garden of Gethesmene

Chorus
Well done Judas Good old Judas

Posted by Towsend at 13 de Julio 2005 a las 05:42 PM