 
    "A reading with guitars  
 Diego & Co. have 
 
 future hits on 7 August   
 The Landmark Bar (Gallo 769, Capital) 
 to  21.30hs FREE  
 estimates, as a partner and manager sr. Marabalos step to report that day from the date of opening new channels of communication so that we continue as at present, being few and unknown but hopes to be many and intimate: 
 
 First:   this blog  , who is the mother of all mothers of this phenomenon called Marabalos. This is where text will go, and miscellaneous fragments. 
 
 Then there is the relatively new     fotolog. It will see our pretty face is not only a great artist. 
 
  
 
 Third is  POEMS  HEADPHONES (prologue here)   where they have posted 4 of poetic avant-garde experiments, total ownership sr. Marabalos. 
 The direct link is:  http://www.myspace.com/poemasauriculares . 
 
 Fourth, the big news. We have invested (time) in creating a YouTube channel, which will be uploaded  videos of public lectures  (and some private, if Marabalos are encouraged).  NOW THE 9TH OF JULY . And the link is  http://www.youtube.com/user/marabalos  
 
 If anyone has pictures of what the 9 and you want surround, you can send them to mail contacts. 
 
 
   On July 9,  Equinox  made the mistake of inviting me to his recital to read some things about me. 
 
 had prepared several drafts and finally, very indecisive, I took six poems which I read four. One of those who did not read is a piece of  "The thugs" , a poem written in one sitting and lengthy. 
 
 (Needless to say, thank you very much for inviting   Equinox. And thanks to Dani Marshall  La'Mo  provide its recording technique "Parkinson / Alzheimer 'and for taking the wine alone.) 
 
 Now ... This fragment did not read was as follows: 
 
 
 
 
 
 I say it's time to resign to continue giving 
 say that perhaps we should be doing - we accept the idea 
 / and banks and defend the pleasure 
 we searched and found 
 
 I say, just give up, follow 
 always looking for something better 
 first 
 us risk our lives 
 
 speak / to risk our necks by this 
 to demonstrate / we do have trial 
 we reason and that our love-of-
 today is not a whim of spoiled 
 
 let's talk about shitting on the legs 
 and accept that this mine is 
 you love (or not) the woman in your life 
 as life / that you propose to live 
 and not as the stupid idea that there 
 a true love waiting for you 
 
 Or do not share this feeling with me that 
 constant pain now every 
 smaller leaves you stuck forever 
 a splinter in the middle of the soul?