It was in 1987, and an old house on Columbus street, opposite the old ETSEIT, at half past two in the morning after a dinner of fifteen who were studying English at the FIAC, a girl with her hair rinxolats named Anna Argemí and, like me, must have been about nineteen years, grabbed a guitar and started singing with soprano voice, "Roots," the group "Chipmunks." It was the first time I heard a song by chipmunks and my life changed.
not really say exactly why he changed, but my mind for years with structured inputs conservative and fundamentalist school, opened as a cocoon that lived up to that point and darkened enclosure itself, and that in an instant, opened only to hear a female voice saying the "You must leave my house and take the stick . The voice of Anna reverberate through the arches of that old building, where there lived a half-hippie English teacher, who was a few years older than us, and, ironically, because of his Irish origin, was deeply Catholic, yet was also very hippy, and actually tried to put in bed with as many girls as he could.
Returning to the topic, feel "Chipmunks" voice of Anna, I made a trick to the heart, my mind turned, and felt the need to listen more to read more, more, understand more. I rummage my old notes on Catalan literature, which I gave in Domenech Reverter high school (that badly! I can pass the poor man when he was my teacher), but here are a few years after that, everything that he had tried to teach all the goodwill in the world but failed due to my teenage tantrum , arrange it in a moment, the voice of a girl one night Spring Terrace.
Today, both Domenech Reverter as Anna Argemí are dead and I spend a sincere and affectionate remembrance. Both, in different ways, were my teachers, one consciously as professional education, the other without ever knowing it arrived in just singing; years later per cert, tindria molt i molt d'èxit com a soprano.
Returning to the topic, feel "Chipmunks" voice of Anna, I made a trick to the heart, my mind turned, and felt the need to listen more to read more, more, understand more. I rummage my old notes on Catalan literature, which I gave in Domenech Reverter high school (that badly! I can pass the poor man when he was my teacher), but here are a few years after that, everything that he had tried to teach all the goodwill in the world but failed due to my teenage tantrum , arrange it in a moment, the voice of a girl one night Spring Terrace.
Today, both Domenech Reverter as Anna Argemí are dead and I spend a sincere and affectionate remembrance. Both, in different ways, were my teachers, one consciously as professional education, the other without ever knowing it arrived in just singing; years later per cert, tindria molt i molt d'èxit com a soprano.
Però sobretot foren, i són, mestres i muses, els “Esquirols”. D'ençà d'aquella nit, vaig llegir tot el que vaig trobar d'ells; i, a més d'una idea sublim de llibertat, pàtria i progrés, vaig aprendre l'essència de la poesia. Joan Crosas , i Joan Vilamala foren, també, sense saber-ho, dos dels millors mestres que he tingut mai de poesia. Divuit anys després d'aquella nit terrassenca, vaig tenir la sort i l'honor de conèixer personalment a Joan Vilamala a la presentació d'un llibre del web de http://www.relatsencatala.cat/ I remember the best I could hide my admiration for a character that consistently with the lyrics of their songs showed me simple, straightforward, humble, and absolutely normal ... but the fact is that made me very happy to tell you that my son (who was then three years) sang the song "Serrallonga" and "Roots" and asked him to return to singing, or, least tried to compose new songs.
The Chipmunks songs have accompanied my trips, my educational work, the sweet moments of intimacy, family and even me consulate in the toughest times, when my son died before birth, because nature so decided, some of their songs to comfort my pain and transmuting it into hope.
remember with emotion the concert Tribute to Squirrels in St Andrew, (I think it was in September 2005), that night I remembered and sung very Anna Street Terrace in Columbus 1987; and reading in solitude in the attic of my house in the summer nights of my nineteen years, when certainly moving with "Beyond the River," "By The Way", "Side by side" ... like poems Espriu same. I think it was here when I started writing poetry at least, the way I'm doing now.
Chipmunks wanted to talk about, and how they affect my life and I see that I have done in a messy and perhaps too subjective, but I guarantee I've been completely honest.
I will write them soon, now, fortunately, the network began to find more videos, more music, more sounds that evoke and interpret them.
must transmit to future generations of poetry and songs that one day "Chipmunks" were created with no ambition to enjoy poetry, music, hiking, Catalonia, the ideals of freedom, and the company of young and still feel it.
for many years!
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