Murakami blues

Acado de terminar Tokio Blues de Haruki Murakami. Es una novela magistral, llena de amor, sexo, música.

Así comienza la historia de Toru Watanabe.

Yo entonces tenía treita y siete años y me encontraba a bordo de un Boeing 747.(…) Tras completarse el aterrizaje, se apagaron las señales de <prohibido fumar> y por los altavoces del techo empezó a sonar una música ambiental. Era una interpretación ramplona de Norwegian Wood de los Beatles”

Para aquellos que no recuerda esa pieza acá va:

http://www.goear.com/listen/449b4a9/Norwegian-Wood-The-Beatles

El ritmo, las palabras van y vienen como la música de Beatles. Mucha de las historias que se cruzan en la obra de Murakami son parte de alguna de nuestras historias.

Las palabras de Lennon y McCarthy funcionan muy muy bien -como siempre-

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me.
She showed me her room, isn’t it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn’t a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two and then she said, “It’s time for bed”.
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didn’t and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke I was alone, this bird had flown.
So I lit a fire, isn’t it good, norwegian wood.

Es una novela para recomendar.

FIN.

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Murakami blues

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