"I Won't Grow Up", by Rickie Lee Jones

La canción es del musical Peter Pan. La escuché por primera vez en uno de los shows de Nacho del San Nicolás de Olivos. Era una incrustación suya al texto original (siempre metía alguna y siempre me gustaban) y ni siquiera me acuerdo qué obra era. Unos años más tarde, me hicieron conocer a Rickie Lee con las palabras mágicas: "Fue novia de Tom Waits". Say no more. Morí con Pop pop (vaya muestra acá y una de yapa). 

Imagine solito, usté lector, por qué pongo la canción.

I won't grow up
I don't wanna go to school
Just to learn to be a puppet
And recite a silly rule

If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Not me.

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
In the middle of July

And if it means that I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air
I'll never grow up, won't grow up, never grow up
So there

Never gonna be a man
I won't!
Like to see somebody try
And make me!
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man
Catch me if you can

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
To try to act just like a guy

'Cause growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful things that's ever been
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Again

Growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful thing that's ever been
I won't grow up, never grow up, won't grow up
Again.
Not me.
Not I.

"Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now)"

Tema de Phill Collins, versión de The Postal Service, para la peli Wicker Park:

How can I just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh
You're the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
and even shared the tears
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And you coming back to me
is against all odds and that's what I've got to face

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You're the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space
But to wait for you,
well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now,
'cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That's the chance I've got to take, oh, oho

Just take a look at me now

"Music is the best"

"Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is the best!"

["Información no es conocimiento. Conocimiento no es sabiduría. Sabiduría no es verdad. Verdad no es belleza. Belleza no es amor. Amor no es música. ¡Música es lo mejor!"]

Frank Zappa, Joe's Garage

[Gracias, Leandro Donozo por la increíble charla sobre música y por la cita. Y gracias por pasarme el video y el dato exacto: minuto 2:26]