La dança is the new hipster.
“El bosque no deja ver los árboles” #refranero
Y las tildes diacríticas ni te cuento.
Fantástico entre los pinos.
Como el amor.
Suc de taronja del carrer Taronja: l’original.
With a twist. #orxata
A fanboy’s 60th birthday.
My single-day journal habit dates back to 1988.
I’ll miss you, Yamaha. My neighbors won’t.
Un par de bofetadas bien dadas, eso es lo que necesito.
“Consequently, you are getting to the point and beat your opponents.” #fortune
The first LP.
Lu.
Hey Siri, sorry to wake you up in the middle of the night. Please write down the dream I’ve just had, so that months later I can accidentally find it and have no idea what the heck this is. It goes thusly:
Really: I was on my way to the office, distracted, thinking about how useless is Schenkerian analysis to a composer, when I almost got run over by precisely this truck. #sorry #schenker
A 32-bar song. A short story. Me.
Symmetry is beauty. My face is crooked. #nofilter
A 7-octave jump, I estimate. #bathroomporn
