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Surf en Tarifa con música de Freedy Johnston - Bad Reputation

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I know I've got a bad reputation, And it isn't just talk, talk, talk. If I could only give you everything, You know I haven't got. I couldn't have one conversation, If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies. And still I ought to tell you everything, 'Till I close my eyes. Suddenly I'm on the street. Seven years disappear below my feet. Been breaking down. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Suddenly I'm down in Herald's Square, Looking in the crowd, your face is everywhere. Been turning around. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Don't try to be an inspiriation, Just wasting your time, time, time. You know about the best I'll ever be. I see it in your eyes. I know I've got a bad reputation, And it isn't just talk, talk, talk. If I could only give you everything, You know I haven't got. Suddenly I'm on the street. Seven years disappear below my feet. Been breaking down. Do you want me now? Do you want me now? Suddenly I...

On the road. O el insulto a Kerouac.

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Para hacer una película así, señores: mejor no hacerla. "Amor, rebeldía, alcohol, drogas y el ritmo de improvisación jazzística…" Escribe La Vanguardia Para mi, una basura. Mi Kerouac interior, mi "On the road" personal está en las antípodas de esta generación de adolescentes de pasarela.
La comparación con la soberbia "Into the wild" o "Hacia rutas salvajes" de Sean Penn es inevitable, y deja a la adaptación cinematografica del camino a la altura del betún.
Si Kerouac levantara la cabeza querría morir de nuevo.





"La aventura es la única manera de robarle tiempo a la muerte". Paul-Émile Victor.