sábado, 23 de abril de 2011

Can you play the guitar, boy?


With a hat in his heat, with an old guitar in his arm, with a bottle of wine in his other hand he deleted us with his sad melodies, his broken voice and his beautiful and romantic letters. Pete Doherty, maybe the last enfant terrible from the UK, clouded over the Apolo theatre in Barcelona last Monday with the smoke of his cigarettes and his unkempt talent.
Two dancers with tutu accompanied him on several songs. Someone threw him a bra which was hung in the microphone, as well as a book of Alfaguara. Doherty began to read it with a funny Spanish. They also threw sketches from the school and even a pair of plastic “maracas”. The singer broke out laughing in several occasions, which makes us suppose he was having fun and that he was really comfortable with us. Doherty expressed his appreciation for the gifts and the public’s warm by throwing cans of dark beer, a few records and his mouth organ. Not only that, after closing the bolus with the monumental anthem of Fuck Forever, by his last band Babyshambles, released to the audience his acoustic guitar! His two assistants were working to get it back. Pure decadence romanticism, between the rubbish and the class.
So many people already appreciate the amazing music he makes, but I agree that it is not strange that some other don’t see him as a poet, as an irresistible artist or a musical genius, they just see him as a drug addict… and he is.

Since I saw him in action… I’ve fall in love with him!!!  Please enjoyed it.

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