Este es el editorial del pasado 29 de noviembre de The New York Times y publicado hoy en IHT.
La canción ‘Stayin’ Alive’ de los Bee Gees (50 años) hace referencia a la ‘Dama de Gris’:
‘BIEN, PODRÍAS DECIR POR MI FORMA DE ANDAR
QUE SOY UN MUJERIEGO: NO HAY TIEMPO PARA HABLAR.
LA MÚSICA ALTA Y LAS MUJERES CALIENTES.
HE CAMINADO SIN RUMBO DESDE QUE NACÍ.
Y AHORA TODO ESTÁ BIEN -ESTÁ O.K.-
Y TÚ PUEDES VERLO DE OTRA FORMA.
TRATAMOS DE ENTENDER EL EFECTO DEL NEW YORK TIMES EN EL HOMBRE’.
Frote el rallador y tendrá una poesía.
Todo sorprendente, como la vida misma.
November 29, 2009
“We can try/to understand/The New York Times effect on man,” the Bee Gees once sang, to which we would say great. You might have at least as much fun just listening or singing or dancing to the rest of “Stayin’ Alive,” which we bet has just wormed into your ear, where it will stay until at least bedtime tonight.
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother or whether you’re whatever, if you’re reading this at about the age of 44 or higher, this might give you a jolt: the Bee Gees’ 50th anniversary. That’s 50, the kind of big round number more often linked to wars, major acts of Congress and old lucky married couples.
But it’s the golden year for two of the Brothers Gibb (Maurice died in 2003), which means they predate the Beatles. If you count the performance last week by Barry and Robin on “Dancing With the Stars,” they are still more or less around, continuing one of the most stupendous runs in pop music.
If you want to fool yourself into thinking that they (and thus you) are not really that old, you can ignore the early Bee Gees and just start counting from the year that “Saturday Night Fever” hit, sending the disco craze over the moon and producing six consecutive American No. 1 singles and the top-selling movie soundtrack ever.
Still, that would be 31. And how can you stop the rain from falling down? How can you stop the sun from shining? What makes the world go round?
You can buy “The Ultimate Bee Gees,” two new CDs and a DVD, or just turn your car radio on for a few minutes, and never be far from the time when three Australian-ish guys in white suits and a young man from Bay Ridge, Brooklyn — also in a white suit, come to think of it — joined forces and made everybody happy.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin’ alive. We’ll rely on each other, uh-huh. You should be dancin’, yeah. Kinda dumb words to live your life by, but can you think of better ones?