Suda el jamón!

Pa q' te pongas bombón!

This is one of those things that you see once and keeps alocated in the back of your mind for a while... This Nike advertisement, with music from twice Academy Award winner Gustavo Santaolalla, takes reggaeton a otro nivel when an inspired next-to-be-operated girl realizes that para verse bombón (to look hot), she has to sweat the ham.

Isnt't the most stupid, ludacris, preposterous, insane idea ever heard? Hell, yeah, that's why is a so good concept... Betcha thinking of sweating the ham now, or worst, you are looking up the song to download it in your iPod !!!

Can't blame you; I'll do the same later tonite :)

So, what do you think about this suda el jamón? Te quieres ver bombón?

Thanks to Butter for the link and for showing to us this video. Please visit him @ Butterfest

A "prayer" wins Eurovision

Serbia's Eurovision 2007 entry won the song festival!

Molitva, Prayer in English, it's an espectacular ballad sung in Serbian language that cautivated, not only Eastern Europe countries, but the rest of the continent as well.

Here's the Crotian TV broadcast, with the lyrics as well.

MOLITVA
Ni oka da sklopim,
postelja prazna tera san,
a život se topi
i nestaje brzo, k'o dlanom o dlan.

K'o razum da gubim,
jer stvarnost i ne primećujem,
još uvek te ljubim,
još uvek ti slepo verujem.

K'o luda, ne znam kuda,
ljubavi se nove bojim,
a dane, žive rane,
više ne brojim.

Molitva, kao žar na mojim usnama je,
molitva, mesto reči samo ime tvoje.
(I) Nebo zna, kao ja,
koliko puta sam ponovila,
to nebo zna, baš kao ja,
da je ime tvoje moja jedina
molitva.

Al Bogu ne mogu
lagati sve dok se molim,
a lažem ako kažem
da te ne volim.

English translation
I'm wide awake
An empty bed drives my dreams away
Life melts like ice
Disappears in the twinkling of an eye

I'm losing my mind,
Pushing reality out of sight
Our lips are touching softly
You're the one I believe blindly

I walk around like crazy
Falling in love frightens me
Days are like wounds
Countless and hard to get through

Prayer...
It burns my sore lips like a fire
Prayer...
Thy name is something I admire
Heaven knows just as well as I do
So many times I have cried over you
Heaven knows just as well as I do
I pray and live only for you

I can't lie to God
as I kneel down and pray
You're the love of my life
That's the only thing I can say

More bla bla bla regarding the song contest soon, as soon as I review my precious recording of yesterday's event.

10 to the final... plus the other 14.

So, you are ready to poll for the song of Europe?

Poor Czech Rep. didn't make it, even thought they had a powerful song. Anyway, I think next year contest will be in the South. Spain's year this time? Probably, but doubt it. The guys are cool, but the song sucks big time.

I think Greece can repeat the wonder... then, again, why not Romania, let's say.

Let me think of my fave, and I'll let you know later on.

Hello, Helsinki calling

Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for the 52th Eurovision festival. Let's hear what Europe thinks is the best song of the continent. The final will be held this weekend in Helsinki, Finland.

And this year for a change, there's no clear favorite!

If you happen to have satellite/cable tv, turn on Television Española (TVE) international channed this Thursday night for the semis and Saturday 9PM CET (2PM GMT-5) to watch the final.

Will pop beat over rock this year? Let's see how musy-mushy ESC turns out to be.

Stay tunned!

I can't believe I haven't posted since so long...

I know I said I won't let it happen but one can't help it if your mind is doing a zillion things.

Good thing, I am moving (again) this weekend to a place of my own, at last!

That and going back to school and changes at work have put my last 2-3 upside down... But now it's just running smoothly again, or so I wish.

Anyhow... Chiriquí campeón!

Shaken not stirren