Hi. I'm still working in a new book, and I'll try to edit it before the end of 2008. It'll be in spanish of course, its title will be Klaus, and it's the history of a  very special monk. When I have all ready, I'll came to tell the next news. Bloody greetings...

Yes, I'm alive.
No, I have no ideas to a new post in this blog.
Yes, I have the same bad english since the beginning of this blog.
 

This is a new experiment. In the sidebar you can see the music list with the same name of the title of this post. This is the title of my first blues album. It's absolutely home made, and it's in spanish. The songs are very simple, and I hope you enjoy it, if you want to hear them.

It's many time since my last post. I forgot this blog because my english is very poor and I don't have the time and the ideas to write here. When I have new things to say I'll come back. See ya.

Yes, I did it. I pubished my first book on internet. It's in spanish, and it's called "Gotas de sangre y otras vísceras" ©2007. Here is the link if you want to know how is, or to buy it. Enjoy it

Yes, today this space is since one year in the parallel universe. It is very alone because I have no time to actualize 4 blogs, but i will try to do it in the next months.

Bloody greetings

Blood

Hello. I have some news. I'm a contestant in the election of Mister Blogger Chile 2006. If you want to laugh with me and my postulation, please go to El patio trasero (the link is in the sidebar). Sorry but it's in spanish.

Hello. Since many months without news, I want to invite all of you to my blog El patio trasero to participate in many polls about my interpretations of some famous songs. If you don't understand spanish but want to play with me, only hear the songs and vote for your favorites. All songs are in english... ok, spanglish...

I have an invitation for all people. In one of my blogs, Doctor Blood (you can see the link in the sidebar), I put my first song, Blood Blog Blues. It's very simple and hilarius, but I'm so happy because it's my first theme. Enjoy it.

Well, it's ready. I made a new blog in spanish, with 2 objectives:

1.- To say all that I want to say without an artistic sense, only my own ideas, how and when I like it.
2.- To show the world my voice and my guitar; I have no own songs but I like to give to everybody my version of different songs.

Where is it? How to find it? That's an easy-to-found secret. But I don't give any key to found it. If you REALLY want to go here, you must use your brain, soul and imagination.

Good luck (if you like to do it)

Since I began this space, I have many problems to write in it. First, my english it's so bad; second, because I'd like to say many things, but I made a mistake: I gave this url to many people who can understand a different idea that I thought when I wrote that.
It's true, people who knows me don't speak english better than me, but it's a risk that I don't like to take. The only way that I see at this time, it's to have a real secret blog. I'll think about this...

People who write in blogs are special. Some of them are capable to rise different kind of senses in many other people, and the most do it for free...
Thank you for the blogs.

It's interesting. Before 3 or 4 months of blogging, I have no ideas this week to publish in my blogs. I suposse I'm some tired before a very hard year of work, without vacations. I hope after my vacations, in 2 moths more, my brain will have a new creative power, to give all my readers, some new ideas and blood for enjoy. By now, I'll try to write something.

Bye

 
Hear it here, it's called Casero blues. You can comment here, or in Blood castpost

Once upon a time
since the beginning of time
a man who would like to live;
this man said:
“I have the right
like the other ones
to have a life and a death,
to have a family and to lose it,
to have happiness,
to have pain,
to have sin,
to have blessed,
to live…”
But this strange man
who would like to live
didn’t made nothing
to live,
he didn’t born
he didn’t die
he didn’t found a family
he didn’t live
to make anything
called life.
This mad man
who would like to live,
waits sitting is his door
to arrive a family
to arrive a life
to arrive a death
to arrive all
without wants nothing…
And in the end
of this stupid tale
this poor man
who would like to live
never was…

A new experiment, a new idea, a new lot of words without sense. Enjoy it.


Spaces

Spaces
since the beginning of time
we never had sufficient
and the time told us again
but we didn’t want to hear it.
Spaces
like a desired gift
that never come to us…
¿is it really desired
or it’s only an old idea
of our family
who never had it?
Spaces
time, money,
freedom,
all the impossible dreams
and all the ridiculous ideas
of all of us.
Spaces
I don’t need them
I’ll not need them
because I never was here
and I’ll not be there
again…