El lunático en la hierba

Con la excusa de preparar un examen de inglés que se acerca peligrosamente, he decidido abrir un nuevo espacio, un hermanito para LibertadSonora. Se trata de The lunatic on the grass, un blog donde en resumidas cuentas, seguiré explicando estas cosas que me pasan y me rondan, y que inevitablemente llevan una banda sonora detrás.

¿El título? Sirva de homenaje a Pink Floyd, con esa cita de Brain Damage (una de mis preferidas, se encuentra en el álbum Dark Side of the Moon, 1973). Ya lo cuento en mi primer post allí: la letra a primera vista puede no parecer demasiado optimista: locura, apartarse de los demás, perder el norte. Pero, ya sea porque pasaron muchos años de oír esta canción sin entenderla, o por el peso que la propia música tiene en ella, a mí me lo parece. Optimista, incluso alegre. Porque, ¿qué hay mejor que, incluso cuando te hayas perdido, alguien te espere en la cara oculta de la luna?

The curtain opens

Starting a new blog! Even though I know I'm really busy, even though I know the huge amount of time it takes, here I am. And being the lunatic on the grass! What a responsability... But sorry, I started a bit too directly, without "warm cloths", as we say in Barcelona. I'm a girl coming from this great city, born here, living here, working here. But if there's something important in my life, it's music. I have another blog (did I mention I am really busy?) called LibertadSonora, written in Spanish. At the beginning, I used to write about music in general, music news, nothing really personal. But after many attempts at making it better, even thinking of shutting it down, I decided it to make it more intimate, more mine.

And now here it is, this Lunatic on the Grass. A new sibling, written in English, to continue expressing myself on the internet, on my music, and sharing it with all of you, with those who are kind enough to read the words in this space.

So, I couldn't start with any other piece of music than the song itself: Brain Damage. From the album Dark Side of the Moon (1973), it's one of my favourites of Pink Floyd, a band which has always played an important role for me. Why do I like it? Because out of all the band's songs, this one seems to be crazily happy, strangely optimistic. And before someone starts saying something, I know, the lyrics are maybe not that happy, talking about losing your way in life, about falling apart from others, about madness.

In my case, I've been listening to this song since I could barely speak, and my feeling toward it have always been based on the atmosphere the music communicates. But anyway, all of us can get lost sometimes, and is there anything better than having someone waiting for us, even on that Dark Side? In addition, that Madcap laughing makes me think of a particular wild genius: the true lunatic on the grass. May that act as a tribute. Hope you enjoy. And welcome.