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GOBEL GOBEL 2010 2010

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A BREAD AND WATER
Walter Ernesto Celina Write
waltercelina1@hotmail.com
10.02.2010

INTRODUCTION Maestro José Gobello
chairs the Academy of Lunfardo Porteña. It is without doubt the most knowledgeable analyst and relevant highlights of the history of tango, the beautiful and nostalgic music that defines many common elements identity of Argentines and Uruguayans. Biographer
profound lyricists, composers and performers for decades provided essential pages of this chapter of world music. The delicious history
has collected allow more accurate assessment of what UNESCO has recognized as cultural heritage of humanity (2009).

Its All tango-tango lyrics that tell stories (Ediciones Libertador - Buenos Aires) is a gem of disclosure of the poetry of the city.
With this work, which is only a year, Gobello comes with punctiliousness seasoned researcher in the archives of an era marked by the scents of calico, dreams of love and life and certain despair enlightening.
The author presents time-series data, authors and events, a synthesis not without sociological and literary references. My notes
tango of 2010 began with a short series that will nominate Gobela in honor of the distinguished Argentine tanguista, developed based on their unique contributions.
As said, go and meet José Gobello is a real privilege.

Jos A MEMORY WITH MELANCHOLY ...

The expression A bread and water is interpreted as an inherent condition of bohemia, consisting of ephemeral in that leap between what has and is lost, making way for the lonely and still, abandoned.
The phrase may refer to the punishment with which the brave policemen a prisoner punished by depriving it of the power supply.

Tango music A bread and water was composed in 1920 by Juan Carlos Cobian (1899-1953).
can be drawn that it was a sublime pianist and innovator of tango. He was part of the orchestras and Eduardo Genaro Esposito Arolas. He joined his, which he also directed by Julio de Caro. Son of authorship: Nostalgia Niebla del Riachuelo, The house of my parents, Shusheta, The dizzy et al.) Enrique Cadícamo
verses brought him benevolent. Is Gobello which was recorded for the album in October 1945 by a team that left indelible marks, which integrate the singer Angel Vargas to orchestra director Angel D'Agostino. Cadícamo
scene install the old Palermo then, in the memories of nights verbena, a love and a tango from far away to caress my ears, like a memory dear, with melancholic overtones .
I had time to write endearing Evaristo Carriego quoted, as respected by Jorge Luis Borges. The steps of both plied the Buenos Aires district that becomes Cadícamo. Don José Gobello
rescues to his notes on bread and water A , some of the ancestry Palermo, which tinged with hints of Borges.

fragmentary, the one or the other, I draw two tickets.
Gobello says: "The Palermo-born as a wedge in the city introduced pampa, extended bass and waterlogged land located between the town of Belgrano and the northern edge of the city, which then reached no further Beyond the Recoleta. No agreement on the origin of its name and some attribute it to the owner of a farm called Juan Dominguez Palermo, which was installed in place back in 1600. Others claim that derives from the dedication of a chapel erected on the present corner of Las Heras and Malabia, where he was venerated San Benito de Palermo.
This sector of the city received a significant boost when Juan Manuel de Rosas built a mansion, surrounded by gardens and a channel through which one could sail a boat from beautiful swans. His opponents called this site the Versailles del Plata, compared with Versailles French sarcastic, by the magnificence of the building and the absolutism of those who live ... "

The next segment belongs to Jorge Luis Borges (Buenos Aires, my city - Eudeba 1963): "Palermo was a carefree poverty. The fig tree on the dark mud, the balconies of modest destiny gave the same day, the horn of manisero lost exploring the dark. On the humility of the houses was not uncommon for a pitcher of masonry, crowned
arid cactus ... To the west there was dust lanes that were impoverished afternoon outside, there were places in a railway shed or a place of string or a breeze almost confidential opened the plain badly. Or, one of those houses without revoking ponies, low window, grid-sometimes with a yellow mat back, with figures, that the solitude of Buenos Aires seems to breed without human involvement visible. Later: Maldonado, dry and yellow ditch, stretching from the Chacarita aimless and awful for a miracle happened in the death of thirst in the wild expanses of water violent, herded the dying shantytown on the banks. Place some fifty years after that irregular ditch or death, began the sky: a sky mane and neighing and sweetgrass, a horse heaven. That was sad
Palermo, as the roads bordering the Pacific Iron Creek, discharging the peculiar sadness of things enslaved and large, high barriers as plow wagon at rest, embankments rights and platforms. A working smoke frontier, a frontier wagon gross movement, closing that side, back or grew dogged the stream. We are imprisoned now: the almost infinite loneliness that flank acavernaba recently, around the trickster tearoom La Paloma, will be replaced by a street tiling tile anglizantes ... "

A BREAD AND WATER

Music: Juan Carlos Cobian, 1920 - Lyrics: Enrique Cadícamo, 1945

In my sad evocation / comes the time it was. / many years have gone / and it seems like yesterday ...! / Where is I loved the ...? / Where is the I forgot ...? / The memory and sets me sad in my heart ...
Palermo Viejo then / now go back to my mind ... / How many absent friends / as I recall / those nights verbena, / those nights of joy, / and this tango that was heard / between glasses of champagne ...
(Spoken)
A bread and water ...
Tango comes from afar / to caress my ears / as a memory dear / with melancholic overtones ... / Tango Darling yesterday / what you apart ... gale? / Along with it you're gone / and now brings your evocation.

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