Ser jalacables es un trabajo real y digno

Ese Pocholo nomás nunca la hizo...

Por favor, dibújame un cordero

Lucidez digestiva

Yo: siempre que escucho que estamos hechos de tierra, agua, fuego y viento, no entiendo en dónde tenemos la tierra.

Compañero de trabajo número dos: esa sólo la tienen los morenitos, ¿no?

Alejo y Valentina salvan la Tierra. Pulsar aquí.

Gracias por hacerme más llevadero el tránsito matutino de Constituyentes

NME versus Jorge Pedro

Según el New Musical Express, los cinco mejores discos ingleses de la historia son:

1. The Stone Roses – The Stone Roses
2. The Queen Is Dead – The Smiths
3. Definitely Maybe – Oasis
4. Never Mind The Bollocks – Sex Pistols
5. Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not – Arctic Monkeys

Según, Jorge Pedro, los cinco mejores discos ingleses de la historia son:

1. Different Class – Pulp
2. Dog Man Star – Suede
3. Low – David Bowie
4. Parklife – Blur
5. The Queen Is Dead – The Smiths

Según el New Musical Express, los cinco mejores discos de 2005 son:

1. Silent Alarm – Bloc Party
2. Funeral – Arcade Fire
3. You Can Have It So Much Better – Franz Ferdinand
4. I Am A Bird Now – Antony & The Johnsons
5. Employment – Kaiser Chiefs

Según Jorge Pedro, los cinco mejores discos de 2005 son:

1. Here Come The Tears – The Tears
2. Playing The Angel – Depeche Mode
3. Push Barman To Open Old Wounds – Belle & Sebastian
4. Cierra La Puerta Al Salir – Nosoträsh
5. Performance – Astrud

Sobre el Sep's de la Condesa

Yo: me gusta ese lugar, es como retro.

Dorian: retrógrada, querrás decir.

belle and sebastian, bien sûr

i was surprised i was happy for a day in 1975
i was puzzled by a dream
stayed with me all day in 1995
my brother had confessed that he was gay
it took the heat off me for a while
he stood up with a sailor friend
made it known upon my sister's wedding day

i got married in a rush to save a kid from being deported
now she's in love
i was so touched i was moved to kick the crutches
from my crippled friend
she was not impressed that I cured her on the sabbath
so I went to confess when she saw the funny side
we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin

the priest in the booth had a photographic memory
for all he had heard
he took all of my sins
and he wrote a pocket novel called "the state i am in"
so i gave myself to god
there was a pregnant pause before he said ok
now i spend my day turning tables round in marks & spencer's
they don't seem to mind

i gave myself to sin
and i've been there and back again
i gave myself to providence
the state that I am in
oh love of mine, would you condescend to help me
i am stupid and blind
desperation is the devil's work
it is the folly of a boys empty mind

now I'm feeling dangerous
riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
lead me to a living end
i promised that i'd entertain my crippled friend
my crippled friend
Pues ya. Ya está a la venta la edición de febrero de la revista dF, en la que aparece publicado mi artículo sobre blogs en la ciudad. Y la sección Metrobuzz, en las primeras páginas. Cómprenla y ámenla.