What song makes you cry and why?
Ok, so after 4 glasses of wine, 2 neat Jacks, and 3 shots of Sauza 3 Generations (best freaking Tequila, don't care what anyone else says), I made the "mistake" of playing "those songs"... the songs that hit me right were it hurts...
"Mexico Lindo y Querido" and "Mi Cuidad" : these 2 songs are interchangeable. I was born in Mexico. I now live in the US, been living here for about 30 years.. the story of why I am here is a bit different from most immigrant stories... still, I cannot help but cry every time I hear the chorus line from "Mexico Lindo y Querido" that says (the most appropriate translation) "My dear and loved Mexico, if I shall die away from you, let them say I am asleep, and bring me back home" (sounds a lot more dramatic in Spanish, I tell you
)... from Mi Cuidad, "[my city] dances to the sound of Tequila and its bravado, is a rider who risks life in an arena of celebration and color; it's a sun, with a headress and zarape, that at night dresses like a charro, and sings to love" (again, sounds a lot more dramatic in Spanish, I tell you What really gets to me about those songs, is the realization that I no longer belong to that for which I yearn the most. The last time I was back home, it felt so... foreign to me.
"La Otra España": while I was born in Mexico, my family is Catalana, from Barcelona, Spain. They all left Spain at the tail end of the Spanish Civil War. I was young when my Grandfather died, the last living connection to Spain. What I remember of him, he was a gentle person; he barely spoke Spanish, mostly spoke in Catalan. To me, he's the "Don Juan" who takes to sea with the carnation pinned to his lapel in the song. It bothers me that I have lost the connection (if you will) to that part of my personal. For x or y reason, I have not been able to go to Spain; I was all set to go to Barcelona last March, but certain life events got in the way.
... anyway
Ok, so after 4 glasses of wine, 2 neat Jacks, and 3 shots of Sauza 3 Generations (best freaking Tequila, don't care what anyone else says), I made the "mistake" of playing "those songs"... the songs that hit me right were it hurts...
"Mexico Lindo y Querido" and "Mi Cuidad" : these 2 songs are interchangeable. I was born in Mexico. I now live in the US, been living here for about 30 years.. the story of why I am here is a bit different from most immigrant stories... still, I cannot help but cry every time I hear the chorus line from "Mexico Lindo y Querido" that says (the most appropriate translation) "My dear and loved Mexico, if I shall die away from you, let them say I am asleep, and bring me back home" (sounds a lot more dramatic in Spanish, I tell you
)... from Mi Cuidad, "[my city] dances to the sound of Tequila and its bravado, is a rider who risks life in an arena of celebration and color; it's a sun, with a headress and zarape, that at night dresses like a charro, and sings to love" (again, sounds a lot more dramatic in Spanish, I tell you What really gets to me about those songs, is the realization that I no longer belong to that for which I yearn the most. The last time I was back home, it felt so... foreign to me. "La Otra España": while I was born in Mexico, my family is Catalana, from Barcelona, Spain. They all left Spain at the tail end of the Spanish Civil War. I was young when my Grandfather died, the last living connection to Spain. What I remember of him, he was a gentle person; he barely spoke Spanish, mostly spoke in Catalan. To me, he's the "Don Juan" who takes to sea with the carnation pinned to his lapel in the song. It bothers me that I have lost the connection (if you will) to that part of my personal. For x or y reason, I have not been able to go to Spain; I was all set to go to Barcelona last March, but certain life events got in the way.
... anyway
