MUSIC: Lee Scratch Perry en una Apolo llena de locos

Lo peor que te puede pasar en esta vida es no ser Lee Scratch Perry. Éste zumbao del arco iris y el pan de oro ha estado en sitios que vosotros no podríais soñar ni puestos de peyote hasta el mentón. Éste despojo humano hijo de esclavos y de Yah y de vuestra madre os parió a todos y especialmente a Young Thug y a esos iluminados con blogs de moda pero sin sangre. Si su concierto en la Apolo hubiera sido siquiera un poco malo, me acordaría de algo de lo que pasó. Pero como fue la polla con pirámide de cristal en la punta y cruz egipcia de la inmortalidad colgando de los huevos, pues no me acuerdo de nada.

Todas las fotografías tomadas el 25 de marzo de 2017 en Sala Apolo, Barcelona, España.

Lee aquí la reseña en Muzikalia del concierto de Lee Scratch Perry en la Sala But.

You don't know Görlitzer Park?

Meet Max. He is a very quiet pain in the arse from, quote, “west Africa” who followed me around Berlin for 8 hours in a row until I told him to fuck off/lied and said I was going home when I obviously wasn’t. He scarcely spoke, just walking a few steps behind me in a Kevin Costner in The Bodyguard style, with no other aspiration in life whatsoever than being a fucking creep and, believe me, outstandingly succeeding. I never asked him to do so, but he insisted on carrying my shopping bags, and diligently stood next to me in complete silence for around 45 minutes while I deepened my fingers in dusty boxes of vinyls to finally end up purchasing just one. I bought him a 2€ ice-cream in return, partly in hopes that he would choke with a piece of almond from the chocolate and almond covering and had to inopportunely run to the nearest hospital, finally leaving me alone. I’ve certainly met people far more boring than Max in my life before, but they were actually plants. I hope he gets to read this someday, provided that he manages to fix the screen of that Samsung Galaxy Mini of his, so he can come to the realization that he, in fact, should go buy a new Samsung Galaxy Mini anyway and also a personality that goes with it, if they happen to have any of that inefficient sort. I have all the ladies who ever had to experience him blowing his nose in my nightly prayers; he looks pathetic in a death-by-Pokémon-Go way. Take care, Max, and ask your doctor about that potato growing in your mouth. You may not say much, but when you do, nobody fucking understands a single word. 

All pictures taken on 11th July 2016 at Checkpoint Charlie, Berlin, Germany.

All Star Saharman & Robbin, the Boy Wonder

"It's funny because I met Sahar in this festival exactly one year ago. She was fighting with someone. That was my first impression of her."

"Robbin dice que se va a comer un huevo y que ahora viene."

The songs I like the most are the songs I listen to the least. The places I have ever felt happy at are the ones I would never dare going back to. The more I want to be with certain people, the less I will be. Their company is nothing but a constant reminder of the second they will come to an end, the moment I will have to leave, the day they will have to part. Everything about the sincere, exceptional light of their presence just brings me misery.

All pictures taken on 5th July 2016 at the Katze in Sternschanze, Hamburg, Germany.