Song of the Week: “Flaca” by Argentine Rocker Andrés Calamaro

From his 1997 album “Alta Suciedad” , or something like “high class trash“.

Song of the Week: “Flaca” by Andrés Calarmo.

“Flaca” has been on repeat in my remaining right airpod for the past three days. It might be the perfect song. The beat never leaves you and the lyrics are like poetry.

It’s tone is one of a kind. A break up, a relationship retrospective. A dog without his bone. Sorrowful, celebratory. Something is lost and something else remains.

The lyrics stop halfway through the song, the horns hold our hand to the end. What more is there to say? Where do we go while the love remains? Here we are.

Flaca
No me claves
Tus puñales
Por la espalda
Tan profundo
No me duelen
No me hacen mal

Lejos
En el centro
De la tierra
Las raíces
Del amor
Donde estaban
Quedarán

Girl, don´t thrust
your daggers
in my back
so deep
they don´t hurt
they do me no harm.

Far away
in the center
of the Earth
the roots
of Love
where they were
they remain.

I am having a boat load of fun listening to Spanish music. A whole new world of music that I never thought I’d be discovering. I’ve been deep in great Tejano singers of the 80’s, and I’m so so excited to be breaking into Spanish Rock. Rock music is my favorite genre. After discovering the 80’s in Spanish, now I get to re-discover rock n’ roll! I am so grateful.



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