Very personal musique: 2007

Es mi tío abuelo paterno. Recuerdo que me sentaba al piano y decía que yo iba a ser concertista. Falleció en 1954 cuando yo tenía tres años. Nunca aprendí piano,aunque siento fascinación por ese hermoso y noble instrumento. Mi abuela Isabel Soro era concertista, pero de guitarra y mi madre me instó a estudiar ese instrumento musical, con muy poco éxito, ya que tocaba muy mal. Después, escuchando desde la cuna la hermosa voz de mi tía María Alicia, que cantaba en el Coro del Teatro Municipal de Santiago, incursioné en el canto, participando en el Coro sinfónico de la Universidad de Chile, cantamos Carmina Burana, Israel en Egipto, La Pasión según San Mateo,...hermosos recuerdos.Amo la música, es vital para mí...
Aquí va una reseña de nuestro Premio Nacional de Música, año 1948.

Considerado uno de los primeros sinfonistas chilenos, Enrique Soro Barriga realizó sus primeros estudios en Concepción, con Clotilde de la Barra (piano) y Domingo Brescia (armonía y contrapunto). Con beca del Senado chileno partió, en 1898, a estudiar a Italia, al Real Conservatorio de Milán, uno de los más importantes del mundo por aquellos años. De este lugar se graduó en 1904, año en que inició una reconocida y extensa carrera de pianista de obras del repertorio universal, además de las propias.

En 1906 se convirtió en profesor de armonía y contrapunto del Conservatorio Nacional de Música, donde rápidamente llegó a ser su Subdirector (1907) y luego Director, profesor de composición y profesor de piano (1919), permaneciendo vinculado a esta institución durante casi dos décadas. Fue profesor de Domingo Santa Cruz, Adolfo Allende, Nino Marcelli, Héctor Melo, Juan Casanova y Roberto Puelma, todas importantes personalidades relevantes del mundo musical nacional que le sobrevivió.

Estrenó y presentó sus obras en Europa, Estados Unidos y América Latina; grabó rollos matrices para la Aeolian Company, discos para Columbia y llegó a conseguir un contrato de 50 años con la casa editora Schirmer.

Reconocido como un gran improvisador en el piano, su vida se vinculó con grandes personalidades de la época, como Vincent D’Indy, Pietro Mascagni, Camile Saint-Saens, Ignace Paderewsky, [[Pau Casals]], Giacomo Puccini, Maurice Ravel, entre otros.

Desde el punto de vista musical, su obra se entronca en la tradición clásico-romántica, con un reconocido estilo sumergido en las formas clásicas, pleno de un sentido lírico espontáneo. La investigadora Raquel Bustos Valderrama reconoce dos períodos en su obra: desde su inicios hasta 1911 (período de inicio), y, posteriormente, desde 1911 hasta su muerte (período de de madurez). Escribió pocas sobras con material vernáculo en estado natural, siendo la más interpretada Tres aires chilenos, de 1942.

Premios y Nominaciones

Sus honores, cargos y premios fueron múltiples, entre los que destacan: el haber sido vice-presidente de la Sociedad de Compositores Chilenos.

* En 1904, gana el Gran Premio de Alta Composición del Real Conservatorio de Milán.
* En 1910, obtiene la Medalla de Oro por el Himno Centenario de Chile.
* En 1922, es nombrado miembro de la Sociedad de Compositores de París.
* En 1948, obtiene el Premio Nacional de Arte, mención Música, en 1948.

Obras más relevantes

1. Andante appassionato, original para piano con diversas versiones instrumentales; versión para piano (1916); versión para orquesta: 1924).

2. Danza Fantástica, (1916).

3. Tres aires chilenos, para Orquesta (1942).

4. Sinfonía Romántica (1921).
Fuente: Wikipedia libre

Anthem, Deep Purple

When the night wind softly blows
through my open window
Then I start to remember the girl that brought me joy
Now the night wind softly blows sadness to tomorrow
Bringing tears to eyes so tired
Eyes I thought could cry no more

If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
Even though you'd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand
If I could see you
If only I could see you
To see if you are laughing or crying
When the night winds softly blow

In my dark and whispering room
Memories still bring me a numbness to my feelings
Take my hand and brush me by
In the warm and fevered dark
Heart is madly beating
My crazy thoughts are burning
When the night winds softly blow

If the day would only come
Then you might just appear
Even though you'd soon be gone
When I reached out my hand
If I could see you
If only I could see you
To see if you are laughing or crying
When the night winds softly blow

Where is the love, Black Eyed Peas

Sunshower, Chris Cornell

Dark as roses, fine as sand
Feel your healing and your sting again
I hear you laughing and my soul is saved
On forgotten graves you cry

Crawl like ivy up my spine
Through my nerves and into my eyes
Cuts like anguish
Or recollections of better days gone by

But its all right
When youre caught in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower

Eyes like oceans so far away
A feather trail to a better way
Worried mornings turn into days
Then into worried nights

But its all right
When youre all in pain
And you feel the rain come down
Oh its all right
When you find your way
Then you see it disappear
Oh its all right
Though your gardens grey
I know all your graces
Someday will flower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
Oh in the sweet sunshower
In the sweet sunshower

I know all your graces
Someday will flower
In the sweet sunshower
And its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today
Its all right
All youll be you are today
Are today.........

Somewhere Over The Rainbow (mix con What a wonderful world),Israel Kamakawiwo

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There´s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I´ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That´s where you´ll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can´t I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can´t I?

What a wonderful world

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you"

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Oh yeah

Bitter Sweet Symphony, The Verve

Cause it's a bitter sweet symphony that's life...
Try to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die.
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down...
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the things meet, yeah.

No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould.
But I'm a million different people from one day to the next...
I can't change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no

Well I've never prayed,
But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah.
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now.
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now.

No change, I can change, I can change, I can change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould.
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next
I can't change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no

Have you ever been down?
I can change, I can change...

Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this life.
Trying to make ends meet, try to find somebody then you die.
You know I can change, I can change, I can change,
but I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould.
And I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mould, no,no,no,no,no,no,no

We've got ya sex and violence melody and silence
(Have you ever been down)
(I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down)

Dont cry, Guns and Roses

Talk to me softly
There's something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin's changin' inside you
And don't you know
Don't you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
Give me a whisper
And give me a sigh
Give me a kiss before you
tell me goodbye
Don't you take it so hard now
And please don't take it so bad
I'll still be thinkin' of you
And the times we had...baby
And don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry tonight
And please remember that I never lied
And please remember
how I felt inside now honey
You gotta make it your own way
But you'll be alright now sugar
You'll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby
And don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
An don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you baby
And don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry tonight
Baby maybe someday
Don't you cry
Don't you ever cry
Don't you cry
Tonight

Miss Sarajevo, Bono, Pavarotti y cantantes

Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with your day

Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
A time for cutting hair
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear

Here she comes
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown

Is there a time to run for cover
A time for kiss and tell
Is there a time for different colours
Different names you find it hard to spell

Is there a time for first communion
A time for East 17
Is there a time to turn to Mecca
Is there time to be a beauty queen

Here she comes
Beauty plays the clown
Here she comes
Surreal in her crown

Dici che il fiume
Trova la via al mare
E come il fiume
Giungerai a me
Oltre i confini
E le terre assetate
Dici che come fiume
Come fiume...
L'amore giunger
L'amore...
E non so più pregare
E nell'amore non so più sperare
E quell'amore non so più aspettare

Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze.

Free to decide, The Cranberries

It's not worth anything more than this at all
I live as i choose or i will not live at all.

So return to where you've come from.
Return to where you dwell.
Because harassments not my forte,
But you do it very well.

I'm free to decide, i'm free to decide
And i'm not so suicidal after all.
I'm free to decide, i'm free to decide
And i'm not so suicidal after all. (at all, at all, at all)

You must have nothing more with your mind to do.
There's a war in russia and sarejevo, too.

So to hell with want your thinking.
And to hell with your narrow of mind.
You're so distracted from the real thing.
You should leave your life behind. (behind)

I'm free to decide, i'm free to decide
And i'm not so suicidal after all.
I'm free to decide, i'm free to decide
And i'm not so suicidal after all. (at all, at all, at all)

I'm free to decide, i'm free to decide
And i'm not so suicidal after all. (at all, at all, at all)

At all, at all, at all!

Like a prayer, Madonna

Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there
I hear your voice, it's like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me
Like a child you whisper softly to me
You're in control just like a child
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
You're here with me, it's like a dream
Let the choir sing
Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me

Yann Tiersen en Telethon 2006

Crímenes perfectos, Andrés Calamaro

Sentiste alguna vez lo que es

tener el corazón roto?

(sentiste) a los asuntos pendientes volver

hasta volverte (muy) loco?

Si resulta que sí

si podrás entender

lo que pasa a mí esta noche.

Ella no va a volver y la pena me empieza a crecer (adentro)

la moneda cayó por el lado de la soledad y el dolor.

Todo lo que termina termina mal

poco a poco

y si no termina se contamina mal

y eso se cubre de polvo.

Me parece que soy de la quinta que vio el mundial setenta y ocho

me tocó crecer viendo a mi alrededor paranoia y dolor

la moneda cayó por el lado de la soledad (otra vez).

No me lastimes con tus crímenes perfectos

mientras la gente indiferente se da cuenta

de vez en cuando sólamente sale afuera la peor madera.

Si resulta que sí

si podrás entender

lo que me pasa a mí esta noche

ella no va a volver y la pena me empieza a crecer (adentro)

la moneda cayó por el lado de la soledad (y el dolor)

la moneda cayó por el lado de la soledad (otra vez)

la moneda cayó por el lado de la soledad.

Somewhere, Barbra Streisand

There´s a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us somewhere

There´s a time for us
Some day a time for us
Time together and time to spare
Time to learn, time to care

Some day, somewhere
We´ll find a new way of living
We´ll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere

There´s a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Time together and time to spare
Time to learn, time to care

Some day, somewhere
We´ll find a new way of living
We´ll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere

Hold my hand and I´ll take you there
Somehow, some day
Somewhere

E isso ai, Ana Carolina y Seu Jorge

Crying, Aerosmith

Trátame suavemente, Soda Stereo

Tumbas de la gloria, Fito Páez

Tu amor abrió una herida
porque todo lo que te hace bien
siempre te hace mal
tu amor cambió mi vida como un rayo
para siempre, para lo que fue y ser.

La bola sobre el piano la mañana aquella
que dejamos de cantar.
Llegó la muerte un día y arrasó con todo,
todo, todo, todo un vendaval,
y fue un fuerte vendaval.

Algo de vos llega hasta mí
cae la lluvia sobre París
pero me escapé hacia otra ciudad
y no sirvió de nada,
porque todo el tiempo estabas dando vueltas
y más vueltas que pegué en la vida para tratar de reaccionar
un tango al mango revoleando la cabeza como un loco
de aquí para allá, de aquí para allá.

Después vinieron días de misterio y frío,
casi como todos los demás
lo bueno que tenemos dentro es un brillante,
es una luz que no dejar‚ escapar jamás.

Algo de vos llega hasta mí,
cuando era pibe tuve un jardín
pero me escapé hacia otra ciudad
y no sirvió de nada,
porque todo el tiempo estaba yo en un mismo lugar,
y bajo una misma piel y en la misma ceremonia
Yo te pido un favor, que no me dejes caer
en las tumbas de la gloria.

Preaching the end of the world, Chris Cornell

Hello, I know theres someone out there
Who can understand
And whos feeling the same way as me
Im twenty-four and Ive got everything to live for
But I know now that it wasnt meant to be
cause all has been lost and all has been won
And theres nothing left for us to save
But now I know that I dont want to be alone today
So if you find that youve been feeling just the same

Call me now its alright
Its just the end of the world
You need a friend in the world
cause you cant hide
So call and Ill get right back
If your intentions are pure
Im seeking a friend for the end of the world

Ive got a photograph, Ill send it off today
And you will see that I am perfectly sane
Not for a lifetime or forever and a day
cause we know now that just wont be the case
There will be no commitment and no confessions
And no little secrets to keep
No little children or houses with roses
Just the end of the world and me
cause all has been gone and all has been done
And theres nothing left for us to say
But we could be together as they blow it all away
And we can share in every moment as it breaks

Call me now its alright
Its just the end of the world
You need a friend in the world
cause you cant hide
So call and Ill get right back
If your intentions are pure
Im seeking a friend for the end of the world

Madre hay una sola, Bersuit Bergarabat

Ciudades gigantes, enormes cloacas,
viajan torrentes hacia el mar, de un amor que huele mal,
como anunciándole al cielo, nuestro destino,
se ven las marcas de la muerte, por las ventanas del avión.

El progreso fue un fracaso, fue un suicidio
la ansiada prosperidad, fue el más pesado vagón.
Para que un juicio final, si ya estamos deshechos
una explosión natural, hará una gran selección.

Yo te agradezco, porque aquí estoy
vos sos mi única madre, con alma y vida yo venero tu jardín.
Te agradezco, aunque me voy
avergonzado por ser parte de la especie
que hoy te viola en un patético festín

Y así, no te libraste de nosotros, nuestra desidia,
fue por tenerte regalada, el creer que no vales nada.
Estás pariendo hijos ciegos, estás cansada,
aunque tus lágrimas saladas, nos pueden ahogar si quieres.

Los pocos que te aman, no tienen fuerza,
como reliquias se pasean, solo paquetes de turismo son,
no hay más amigos que el sol, no hay más ofrendas,
solo este ataque mortal, al medio del corazón.

Yo te agradezco, porque aquí estoy
vos sos mi única madre, con alma y vida yo venero tu jardín.
Te agradezco, aunque me voy
avergonzado por ser parte de la especie,
que hoy te viola en un patético festín.

Sting, Fields of gold