Hoy he recibido un par de discos pero este me hace muchísima ilusión. En las navidades de 1982 y con 5 años casi recién cumplidos mis padres me llevaron por primera vez al cine. Fue al por desgracia desaparecido Cine Gran Vía en Caravaca, y la película E.T. el extraterrestre. Todavía hoy después de 38 años me acuerdo del impacto que me supuso semejante despliegue visual y sonoro, algo que nunca podré olvidar. Gracias a @discosborabora he podido conseguir una edición japonesa original del año 82 en un estado impecable. John Williams ganó su cuarto Oscar con esta maravilla y aún hoy me emociono mucho cada vez que la escucho y de alguna manera me invaden los recuerdos de aquel niño de 5 años que iba por primera vez al cine con sus padres. Es curioso como la estrecha relación que he tenido siempre con la música ha marcado tanto mi vida, y este podríamos decir que fue uno de los puntos de partida. #ET#ost#movies#theatre#soundtrack#johnwilliams#bso#bandasonora#cine#peliculas#infancia#music#records#vinylporn#vinylcommunity#vinyllovers#vinyladdicts#lp#nowspinning
Paul always says,
"7 billion people live the same day
in 7 billion different ways."
He lives on the ground floor
of a three-storey building and
every night he sits on
the swing chair in his balcony
and talks to the Jasmines in his tub.
On the first floor lives an old couple
who're playing retro songs on the radio, humming to the tunes of Elvis Presley and dancing under the spell of Frank Sinatra. The old man would walk a mile every evening just to get his wife a sunflower from the meadows to see her cheeks turn in rose petals. And every morning she'd wake up before him and make his breakfast to make sure he doesn't take his medicines on an empty stomach.
On the second floor lives a pair of young lovebirds in their 20s, brimming with emotions. They keep their smiles safe in the mixtapes they make each other. They burn their toast while making dinner, and their laughter echoes like a thousand wind chimes. Their lips play catch with each other in the bathtub until their tongue tangles and melt like chocolate. And their night ends with a prayer to live this same day forever.
On the third floor lives a couple in their late 30s, their love was once a valley of poppies. But now it's a barren land. The scars in which they found the maps to their souls are now nothing but signs of why they shouldn't ever be loved. Her smile doesn't light up his day anymore. And his voice doesn't make her heart skip a beat now. They smash the plates on the wall, shattering it into a thousand pieces. They try to pick the pieces up, but it falls back just like their relationship.
On the ground floor lives Paul with his tubs of Jasmine. The neighbours often think he's crazy when they see him talking to the Jasmines. But he smiles. Because he knows no two people are the same. And even though everybody can love no two people can love in the same way. The way that he loves the Jasmines planted by his wife before she died.
Picture credits: karman verdi