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GRANADA 20TH CENTURY

I send you our parts, for you to join them

Granada at night

THIS IS A MOVIE ABOUT THE LEGEND OF LOS PLANETAS

THE BAND SEPARATED IN 500 PARTS

Well, that's it.

You leave and that's all, right?

We are doing what we wanted to do.

No, not like that.

I don't want us to kill each other.

You don't care, do you?

You don't care about everything we have built this year.

Because you are going to destroy it like that.

Are you making me emotional blackmail?

Love is not destroyed.

What the fuck are you talking about love?

What the fuck are you talking about?

I'm talking about the band.

You can't leave the band now.

I don't care a shit about Nerja.

This didn't happen like that.

Or if it did, nobody could see it.

Because it happened to us only inside and in some songs.

I can only tell you my part of the story.

He couldn't stand that we weren't the same.

But if we were the same, I wouldn't have loved him so much.

Think that things were very different in the 20th century

Think that I always played the bass back to the audience

It was very funny when he told me that I was watching

over us, that they wouldn't steal the baffles.

With this I want to tell you that I always saw the opposite of the rest of the band.

In this story, I am the one who is not.

The three of us were born in the same place, the same year and the same month.

But not the same day.

We turned 27, which is the age at which they say that all rockers die.

I didn't think I was going to die or anything like that.

I didn't want to live his life either, but mine.

They wanted to celebrate the 27th by recording the best album in the world.

I didn't.

I wanted them to record it.

What time is it, man?

6 or 7, around there.

In the morning or in the afternoon?

It's almost night already.

Look.

Sounds great.

Yeah, right?

You know what I think is missing, man?

What?

Lyrics. Maybe you can do it now.

This wasn't like that, right?

We had a big success with the first album. With the second... well,

we got a little more psychedelic and it worked worse, that's it.

Wait, wait, wait.

She left right then.

But she told me it wasn't because of the success or the failure.

I thought, it's as if she were my sister.

She'll be back.

That wasn't like that.

But the truth is that the drummer and her left when everything was better.

The groups are pure chemistry.

It's as if you take away the "O" from the formula of water (H2O)

What do you do with 2 Hs?

And without her we got unbalanced.

Especially me.

Equipment?

You can come in.

Thank you.

Hello.

Can I have a ron-cola?

Hey, the guitar?

You?

Where did you leave the guitar, man?

The guitar is in my house, man.

I was wondering if this was a music show.

A music show for 4 million spectators.

It's THE music show.

Thank you.

I look like one of Metallica, right?

Pathetic.

I told you I found real musicians.

You didn't find anything better?

I'm talking to you.

These are our friends, who play very good

Really?

Yes.

Besides the band it's just the two of us Who cares the rest? They just come for nothing

I've been here for a year, man.

I'm taking a risk.

I'm the one who makes the face.

If Mai plays back...

Turn your back to the audience

Do I play back to the audience completly or do I show my face?

What is this?

It doesn't matter. Can you explain what a playback is?

It's a piece of shit, as you can see

We're tking a risk.

Do you know how much audience is here?

What audience?

We said we were going to play our music.

If you want to put us on top, put it on.

I don't care

As long as I don't mess it up, everything's perfect, ok?

Come on.

We start.

So we're pretending to play, right?

Don't be bastard, fuck!

The band that has won this year.

I wanted to ask you a question.

What is your favorite planet?

Mercury.

Talk over here,

otherwise, no one will hear you.

Mercury.

He says Mercury.

You have to say Saturn.

I've been thinking about it for a long time.

My favorite planet has always been Saturn.

It's a kind of little ball... like Hula Hop dancing.

And since we've brought you a little bit of everything...

we're going to play Hula Hop.

What do you think? Let's dance!

Whenever you want.

There's no way.

This wants to take my life away.

Camera 1 and 3, focus to the audience

This really happened.

You can find it on the Internet.

There are still colleagues who congratulate us... for the mess we caused on TV.

Maybe it's because they don't know anything...

about the insomnia after the performances.

And because they don't have to bounce back

after making a fool of yourself

in front of all Spain.

Almost everything I know...

I learned those nights

seeing what no one looks at anymore.

If you're dead... you have to resurrect.

NEGOTIATING WITH THE DEVIL

The building of the record company... was round.

They said it was like an album, but... I thought it was more like a bull square...

because we were going there to get mocked.

But we had a plan.

When you've screwed it up a lot... the best defense is to attack.

How many songs do you have now?

The four of the tape and...?

We have five songs, but...

it's not a matter of quantity.

We have a concept, which is important.

It's like a movie, our album.

What movie?

It's a movie about psychedelics, fears, drugs.

It's not an exam.

I can tell you about your experiences.

No, those movies are fine.

But we can't repeat the same mistake... we made on the second album.

What mistake?

I don't understand.

Getting into the studio without having all the songs... was a bummer.

The second album's mistake...

wasn't ours, right?

Oh, really?

I'd say it was yours.

That's why we brought Kastroski.

He's the producer you wanted.

That is like if you contract Fidan to play in a table soccer

We record albums... and you know that for a producer...

his studio is very important.

It's like his instrument.

That's why we can't record with Kurt... here in Madrid.

We've already done that.

It has to be there.

To be honest, with the sales we have...

there's not enough budget to go to New York... much less to be there...

when it's necessary, until we release the album.

So it's going to be the fish that bites its tail.

It's going to sound like shit.

But we signed for you, right?

Because you're special.

Yes, and few people can say that.

Then let us be special... and you get the budget... to take us to New York.

Look, let's do one thing.

Compose the songs.

I don't understand why we came here.

You came because with this album... the contract you have with us ends.

Do you want us to keep working together?

Because the rumour that comes from Granada... is that Los Planetas are separating.

And look, I'm glad to have seen you...

in person.

Because at least I know that there are two of you left.

There are three of us left.

We just signed the best drummer in Granada.

Do you have a lighter?

Thank you, buddy.

For a group to be good... you have to have two things.

The first is a good drummer.

And the second is to be like their city.

Or that, or you are a piece of shit.

Look at the Velvet, New York.

G Division in Manchester.

And this could only be Granada.

My first musical school... the fascists of the Falange.

The second, the Holy Week.

As I never heard the lyrics... about God and the homeland, they didn't convince me.

I only heard the rhythm.

There are a lot of bands in Granada.

They blame the water from the montain... the cave's flamenco...

the Alhambra and the Arabic.

We hear shit like that every day.

I only have one explanation.

Granada is the only city with a bomb name.

So, the bass player and the drummer...

left because they couldn't keep up with your life style?

That's what they say.

They say a lot of shit, man.

In all the stories about bands, they lie.

I'm not going to lie.

I just don't remember.

So, the bass player and the drummer left...

because they couldn't keep up with your life style?

Your lyrics are cool, man.

But you sing with your dick in your mouth.

Don't put a dick in what you say.

The truth is that you flatter me saying that.

Well, for him.

I don't know.

You don't know what you're saying?

But you like the music, do you?

Well, I don't give a shit about music.

Really?

What do you want?

What do you mean, 'a test'?

A test.

A test to me?

For me, you're inside.

You'll receive payment in three parts: late, bad, never.

You don't know who the fuck plays the bass, do you?

You know the songs, don't you?

I load the van, drive, play the bass... and suck the dick if you want.

I didn't sign up in that bar.

It was after a Lagartija Nick concert.

We need a bass, do you want?

One of them plays the bass well, I'm sure.

That night I saw Pipa with his three bass notes.

He had an unknown drummer by his father...

and he worked since he was 13.

In the 20th century, the families used to tell you...

that the musicians were gays or junkies... as if they were incompatible.

If it was about resurrecting, you had to go back to the Planta Baja...

where we played for the first time.

Vampires always come back.

But now I feel

An intense feeling

Between the ears

And from now on

everything is different

I locked the devil

in this box

and I fell asleep

When I wake up

I see her sitting

smiling on my bed

She looks sweetly

and she kiss me and she hug me

I soon feel that something

is stealing my soul

With effort I get

to separate her lips

from mine

I can separate myself

spitting blood

The touch of her skin

burns my skin

She looks at me from the bed

Innocent

and scared

Her skin brighting

almost like scales

And I discover a devilish glow

in her eyes

I clearly see in her

the face of my sister

How beautiful!

You can see my lips, right?

Of course!

But not the tongue!

Sorry, sorry!

A little bit there...

A little bit of femininity... You look like a folk woman.

Beautiful!

Thank you!

This looks like a Franco movie!

GHOSTS OF 20TH CENTURY THE HUG OF TWO MEN

That night... someone told us to move...

because the good party was in the room next door.

So I went there.

But that room didn't exist.

It was a reflection.

We didn't notice... and the good party was us.

In the 20th century... for a famous musician...

it was so easy to fulfill his fantasies...

that later they didn't distinguish them from reality.

Fans think that the grace of rock... is that it helps you fulfill your fantasies...

but it's the other way around.

With imagination... I had enough.

When I try to imagine their feelings...

I think that the only way to open up between them... to love each other...

was through a third person.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

You look great!

I'm great.

I feel good going to college.

Maybe I register.

So I can go with you.

I can get rid of music and retire.

Where are you from?

You haven't told me before.

I don't know.

You have to take care of yourself.

Yes.

Shall we have coffee?

A beer would be better.

Do you want another one?

To be honest, I admired her a lot.

And I envied her.

Sometimes I thought that she was right... by leaving the music.

Because she did what she wanted.

She didn't need to negotiate with anyone.

And I always doubted... if I convinced her to come back... or if I left too.

What's up, mate?

What's up?

What's up, man?

What's up?

Do you mind if we hang this?

No, thanks.

You can put it there.

We were looking for bassists.

But a band like you... has to put up posters over there?

We would never sign someone... who wanted to play with us.

We don't write which band we are and that's all.

By the way, I have a package for you.

Good.

There are good things here.

What?

Sure.

What the hell did you do this time?

Nothing, man.

She got messed up by the tour accident, her problems...

She want to keep studying.

To live a quiet life.

But we have to go on.

But you’ve been doing this your whole life, man!

You are not going to tell me.

So cool! That edition is great.

I have ordered two more for the store.

Very cool.

Look, man.

The Loveless.

You know, once I found it signed... by the Alan McGee in a grocery store.

Really?

Yes, but it was worth a fortune.

Cool, huh?

It was worth a fortune, right?

Did you see something that you liked?

Yes.

This is going to be worth a fortune.

What are you doing, man?

Don't get it dirty.

You have screwed up the album.

And after all, I'm giving you a gift.

More notes, more notes.

You know what?

Here we are.

We are messing up because in the first instrumental... we did it simple.

In the second instrumental we do... The second one is different.

This would be...

The song is cool, right?

Yes, did you like it?

Yes, I liked it.

You liked it just right.

Tomorrow we work on the song, ok?

Yes, yes.

Tomorrow I have an exam.

I imagined it as a march.

I told you something very epic.

Yes, it reminds me of the Devil's house.

Can we put some strings in it?

Yes, some strings.

Tchaikovsky is going to call you now.

THE GUITARIST MAKES A MESS

Have seen this guy?

I haven't seen him in a while.

I have no idea.

You?

Where are you going?

What can we do now?

It's too late to go to the cinema.

Lorca said that you can't escape from Granada.

That you can only get out of Granada through the sky.

I interpreted that phrase as a warning of how complicated our trip would be.

But I was consoling myself thinking that in the

end, Lorca did get from Granada to New York.

I didn't deceive myself so much that I thought, if you have to escape by flying

through the skies, my colleague is close by.

Before me.

No, man.

And this is to listen to football too?

Yes, probably good.

I'm going to do a good psychedelic joint.

Psychedelic.

Gem, lesse, opurg, etse.

This group is the best.

What?

This group is the best, man.

I'm sure of it.

And a... You're out of line.

You're out of line.

But if this finishes

and everything has to finish

you won't have anybody to trust

This sounds like... It's too fast, I think.

You can make the bass a little more basic.

Okay, maybe I'm keeping it quiet.

Yes.

I'm going to make it more continuous, a little more... What song is this?

Science fiction.

What a title, right?

Well, it's autobiographical.

We're superheroes, man.

But if this finishes

and everything has to finish

you won't have anybody to trust

But if this finishes

What's up?

Sorry, it's that... What's up?

I'm late... I went to Madrid to see you and you're not there.

Sorry, man.

How are you?

Well, ok.

Human or what?

What happened to you?

I'd better not tell you.

Well, we'll give it another try.

Come on, man, let's start over.

But if this finishes

and everything has to finish

you won't have anybody to trust

Close your windows

It's fucking awesome.

Yes.

It works for me.

It's fucking awesome.

Take care of your business and families

because we are going to show

your own mercy

Because we will be hundreds

for each one of yours

Because we will be hundreds

And now, someone solo.

I love it, it's great!

Fuck!

Can't you keep going?

This is starting to bother me.

Let's go.

I'm leaving, I've got things to do.

Fuck, man, don't be so soft.

What's up?

We don't have songs, we don't have groups...

Well, we do have group.

Man, we had to send three songs to the record company this week...

and you don't even have one.

We'll tell this fucking record company...

that if they don't want to take us to New York, we'll leave

We'll go on our own and that's it.

Where? if you don't have a fucking shit?

Don't you think we suffered less before?

Oh, you suffered a lot.

Go and tell those miners.

And why don't they get us more concerts?

That way we can practice more songs.

Today we can try this, see if it works.

I couldn't admit it, but what pissed me off the most is that he was right.

The opportunity of New York we were fucking ourselves.

The normal groups, to me...

they gave me envy.

You are recovered, right?

don't believe it, do you?

I've been so so for a week.

What are you saying?

I don't feel good for a week.

I forgot the pills, I suffered an attack... Fuck it.

Yeah, man, but that's it.

I'm fine.

When are you going to New York?

No fucking idea, really.

Because... And that?

I don't know, man.

Because we are getting dizzy from the discography.

It's a fucking shit, really.

And the group is not going well for the moment...

But you are with a multinational, what are you waiting for?

No, man, if... if that was my idea, right?

Get into the multi precisely to be able to send the message from inside, right?

But I'm realizing that it's like... It's like a fucking chimera.

This is revolutionary, really.

To be able to send the message to all the people you want

without having to do what comes out of your ass.

Yes, you are getting a lot, man.

The truth is that when a person arrives and that person understands your message

and makes it grow... That's it, there's no more.

Yes, but you can't stay on the road either, right?

In the end, look, you are made of pieces, man.

And that's why young musicians die, man.

But that's because of Saturn, man.

What do you say about Saturn now?

Doesn't that sound like history to you?

SATURN RETURN

You are sick of it, aren't you?

You had a good time last night with the glove, eh?

With the band.

Last night you had a really good time with the glove.

Man, it’s so soft to the touch.

Yes, it's really soft, you look.

You disturbed a lot with the glove on yesterday.

What are you doing?

Pass me the glasses, man.

The sun is reflecting in my eyes.

What are you doing, man?

Last night you had a really good time with the band, eh?

Why are you wearing the glasses?

To not see you.

I'll drive you, ok?

Stop, man.

Right, left.

Don't move, man.

Right, right.

Do it a little more.

Be careful what you bring, man.

I'm going to kick your ass.

Look, we have a friend here for you.

Come, come.

Do you want to marry me?

Do you want to marry me?

Take it off, man.

Take it, man.

What a nightmare.

Leave me alone, man.

Hey, we're going to play some music, right?

Play something, yeah.

What's this?

Stop, man.

There are tapes, right?

Take it.

Touch your ass for a while, man.

Hey, very attentive now, eh?

Very attentive, very attentive.

What are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing?

Asshole, holy fucking shit, man!

God fucking damn it!

We're going to kill ourselves, you asshole.

Go to hell, damn it.

Where does he go? Fuck him, man!

I'm going out to smash their face in, fuck this!

Let him drown in that ditch, man!

Do you think it's normal what you have done?

It was a joke.

A joke?

Yes, it was a joke.

If I can't laugh with you...

What do you mean laugh?

Killing us, you want to laugh?

As if it were so easy to kill you.

You are touching my balls.

And your aren't going to destroy the band.

What are you threatening me, man?

What happens to you is that you think Mai left because of the accident, man. But...

What a jerk you say?

So why?

I never knew what the bastard talked to me and he didn't tell me either.

But what I did know is that he was not talking to me about what people think.

It was not a sex story, nor jealousy, nor love.

Even if she was like my sister, there were things that she never explained to me.

I remember Saturn.

Saturn is coming 29 years later to the same point where it was when we were born.

Saturn is a very large planet.

It was very slow.

And until it completes that cycle, one stays like this.

Stuck.

A period of torment begins.

A fucking shit, man.

The thing ends when Saturn passes and makes you an adult.

But nobody knows what that means.

Do I take this one?

Yes, yes.

God, it's so fucking hard to play the box of the devil.

Nine minutes of song, man.

We can do it in twenty, man.

It's so fucking hard, man.

At least it's so hard.

Look, man, look, look.

It gives a small electric shock, but... Look, closer.

No, no, no, take it easy, it's very nice.

It's cool, huh?

Yes, look, look, try it.

Take it a little.

Dude, that guitar won't magically tune.

But it's like...

You'll have to...

Try it a little.

It's not funny, man.

It's what we talked about as if nothing happened, right?

You're going to lose it, man.

Sometimes I thought she came to our concerts and looked at us from the last row.

But it was never her.

We thought that tonight's gathering was going to be for the fight against drugs.

I'm tired of hearing you complain

I'm tired of hearing you complain

go ahead, shout as much as you want

that's not going to impress me

go ahead, shout as much as you want

I'm used to it by now

and when you say “you have to understand”

It's amazing, I've never seen anyone doing it so well

I'm tired of hearing you complain

Stop, fuck!

What are you saying, man?

Nothing.

Nothing, right?

Nothing at all.

What the fuck, man, I've heard you.

I haven't told you anything, man.

Don't fuck with me anymore, huh?

What do you say if this makes me suffer?

Of course it makes me suffer, man.

You're a fucking selfish.

Do you think the only one who suffers here is you?

And if this hurts you, if I can make you suffer, it has served a purpose, at least for me.

I didn't remember this building.

Brutalism... disgusting.

Well, like education itself.

Do you have a speech for everything?

Have you seen this guys lately or what?

Yes, I saw it one day.

It's not going very well lately.

We had to go to the hospital recently.

To the hospital, why?

No, nothing...

In the end it was nothing, but?

Don't scare me, huh?

Everything is fine, it's fine.

In the end, this is all your fault, man.

Since you left, it's all a fucking mess.

Thanks, I love you too.

When are you coming back with us?

In the end, the band is you and me.

You've got some nerve!

You come here and blame me.

Then you tell me to come back.

I don't understand you, really.

Come on, take a...

You are going to make me smoke again.

What's the matter? You left it?

You are leaving it all lately, right?

All the bad stuff.

This guy scares the shit out of me.

Because imagine that he follows your example and...

I don't know, he starts studying Law.

Again, and it becomes a judge or notary.

You can imagine, right?

Especially you.

I don't know what I'm going to do if this one leaves.

I can't be carrying with everything, with the songs, with...

This fucking record company doesn't listen to us.

Maybe it's better to hit it on the head.

How am I?

How?

If you know how I am, tell me.

Yes, I know perfectly how you are, girl.

Really?

Yes.

I know what you think.

You know what I think?

Very well.

What am I thinking now?

You are a vampire.

And vampires can't be vegetarians.

So assume it, because you are going to keep making music solo or with a band

It doesn't matter.

You don't depend on any of us.

And you are stronger than all of us.

So stop suffering for things that don't hurt you deep down.

So a vampire, isn't it?

Well, thank you very much.

What about him?

I don't know.

I can't read minds.

I don't think he knows.

He is looking for something, right?

I do know.

He is sick.

No matter how much you don't want to see it, you know?

And he is fighting with everything.

I can't stand it anymore.

How typical of you.

Always the same.

You put us in your business, and when we can't stand it anymore, you blame us.

But what are you saying?

That I am guilty for him smoking drugs now?

And that you too...

No. That's not what I was thinking.

Fuck, man.

You're the shit!

YOU WILL NOT SLEEP THE PROCESSION OF SILENCE

And we pray

to not come back again

What's up, man?

What's up?

This sounds good.

What do you say?

We are with "Toxicosmos".

Come on, come on.

What the fuck do you say?

Do you want a beer or something?

Do you want a sandwich?

Sit down, we are going to rehearse.

Shut the fuck up.

What the fuck is this, man?

Getting late whenever you want. Sorry...

How many times do I have to forgive you?

I'm just late, man.

How many times do I have to forgive you?

He is here, we are going to rehearse and that's it.

Tell him what you told me before.

Can you shut up now?

Tell him he can't stand up. Tell him to his face now.

Do you think you are doing something with this?

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Same as you, nothing.

What the fuck?

Are we going to play or something?

You have fooled me.

you have a "great" album, we go to "New York"... your friend is pissed off with

New York and the multinational don't give a fuck.

What the fuck is New York?

If you didn't want to go to New York.

I don't care about New York.

This guy is obsessed with it and sometimes he is right.

What I want is to make music and I think we have a very powerful album to make.

We have good ideas and that's what I'm thinking.

But... a guy's gotta make a living, man!

They offered me the tour with those flamencos, that album we recorded.

I have to do it... Have you listened to the album?

Yes, it's very good.

Besides, the flamenco is the future, man

That's why it's called Omega.

Omega is not the end?

The end.

I don't know.

When New York doesn't exist, the flamenco will continue.

That is harder than a castle.

What the hell there is in New York that doesn't exist in Sacramonte?

I lied to him.

I didn't dare to listen to the Omega album.

Morente and Lagartija Nick had put music to the poems of Lorca in New York

and I was afraid that it would move me too much.

No one sleeps in the sky. No one, no one

The moon’s creatures

sniff and prowl around the cabins

The living iguanas will come

to bite the men who do not dream

No one sleeps in the sky. No one, no one

and the one who flees with a broken heart

will find at every corner

the unbelievable crocodile

still beneath the stars’ tender protest

Hey, fuck!

We've missed you.

It's been so many years.

Follow me.

Follow me.

We haven't forgotten what you told.

We kept it for you.

It's going to love that you're back.

It's waiting for you.

Come.

THE LOCKDOWN

I need money.

I have to play.

I'm the first to arrive at rehearsals every day.

I've learned all the songs.

I don't know what else I can do, really.

You can't do more and I can't either.

We don't have the solution.

Listen, I wanted to apologize.

For the rehearsals and everything.

It's because... even if I've been late, I want us to continue.

I don't know, we could lock ourselves up.

To play.

Lock ourselves up, right?

Keep saying.

Lock ourselves up like...

I don't know, to be together playing, like all day, to stop and eat,

to have a beer and go on.

Like camping.

Camping?

Like La Falange?

I don't know, I think we can do big things again.

We've already done it, man!

To focus again, get ready...

Right?

Right?

When you talked to him, you saw that it was like one of those

houses that have the lights on, but there's no one inside.

We travel the road

without turning back

by columns of ash

by churches of crystal

And we are underwater

And we are under the sea

Then it becomes more difficult

to breath

In the end, we locked ourselves up, of course.

At that time, my personal life was shit.

So it was fine for me to go into that jail.

She/he comes close to my ears

tells me about what we have yet...

to go through

And the senses explode

We have to explain one thing.

The lockdown was never seen as a ditox.

No one wanted to stop anyone from prohibiting drugs.

The point was to do it together, in the rehearsal.

And that psychodelia was useful for the album.

We could get the clock running and that would give us the energy.

Never to return

And we pray

never to return

You don't eat?

I think the potatoes are lost on the way.

The junkie movies always come out in crazy hallucinations.

But reality has other nuances.

The most likely thing is not to find yourself

freaking out in the rings of Saturn, but in a hole.

With a smell of dead cow, diarrhea and shit in your pants.

If you are not willing to accept that, it is better that you are not a junkie.

That was what I warned him the first time we smoked heroine together.

I keep thinking the same thing.

And it also pays off to take risks if you want to make sincere songs.

It would be the best. All this shit is over.

I'm definitely going to quit. I don't care about it.

I was going to do it this morning

get out of bed

buy some food

start with another life

I thought it would be the best

all this shit is over

I'm really going to quit

I had to sign up for the band.

I called him and I told him very clearly.

My partner is not here.

I have two new songs and I need to record them as

soon as possible to take them to the record company.

He told me, I am his friend, I do not want to betray him.

I told him I am his friend, even more, I don't call you to replace him,

But the album has to be done now.

We don't have time

I start with the slowest rhyme and you start

with the melody and we create the atmosphere.

We have to throw it back.

If we keep throwing it forward, it does not sound good.

If we keep throwing it forward, it will sound like before.

I'll keep the beat, and you two start.

Ok?

We are not a country band.

I see that you are starting with Dolly Parton.

What are you doing, man?

Where are you going?

Dolly Parton? Fuck you!

I SENSE HIS BETRAYAL

It won't be worse than it was

It won't be worse, it will certainly be better

And even though I swore never again

I go to the restroom

to get another one.

It's good, fuck!

The album is great.

It is the best you have done.

I told you.

But we both know that you lack a hit.

Jerome, you do not know what we are going through right now.

If you make us stop, I do not know if there will be a band or...

Who is the band?

Tell me.

Tell me, who makes the face?

Compose, make the lyrics.

Well, but we make the music together.

Forget that guitarist.

Listen to me.

For you it is very easy to say so.

You yourself.

Call me when you want to go to New York.

What is happening to you now?

How did you know it was me?

At this time of the night... who may be?

Were you sleeping or what?

I was reading.

The whole day reading.

What do you want?

Well...

It seems that we are going to make the album.

I'm glad.

Have you heard the demo?

You have not told me, do you like the songs?

You have not heard it, have you?

And that?

I'm not like you, I don't forget things so fast.

I am not prepared.

But hey, I'm glad you got it.

What?

Wasn't that what you wanted?

Being alone.

That's what I got.

Hey, why don't you come back?

I'm serious.

Yes, I know you're serious.

The thing is that just when I think you've got nothing left, you end up surprising me

That's a yes.

But are you are crazy, man?

If you have a bass player and he's great too.

Yes, yes, that's clear.

But the band is you and me.

We were 3 in the band.

Sure.

Well, I'm going to sleep.

So early?

Sometimes I think he called me, but I actually wanted to talk to him.

And even the songs that say he dedicated me, were also written for him.

The problem is that when they talked to each other, the words didn't come out.

They could only talk to each other with the music.

They thought that music could say everything.

But then they didn't understand a shit.

My songs were not dedicated to anyone.

They only talked about what happened to me.

Or even that.

I invented it all.

Yes?

What's up?

Open the door, I'm coming up.

Wait, wait, I'll come down instead.

How are you?

Nothing, man.

I want to rehearse.

The other day it got complicated.

But I have fucking great ideas.

We are...

We are rehearsing the songs of New York.

With "Desaparecer" [disappear].

So cool eh? New York, man.

So exciting, man.

I thought... Well,

We thought that...

That maybe for those days...

You could take a break.

What are you saying, man?

What fucking break?

It might be good for you.

It's been days without showing up for the rehearsal.

I don't see your fucking hair, man.

Don't exaggerate, man.

It hasn't been so many days.

Man, the group is you and me.

How can you go to New York without me, man?

You are firing yourself.

You are not well.

Don't you realize that you are not well or what?

Are you my father now or what?

Your father?

You are a son of a bitch, man.

Now you realize that I am a son of a bitch, right?

That is very "granaíno" (from Granada).

There were two bullies inside.

They would've fucking killed each other.

Or kissed, depending on the night.

At that time, especially beating.

But you would never have seen them, because nothing happened outside.

To know the truth, you have to look in the songs.

Outside, there were two zombies, more still than the puddles when they escaped.

I already told you.

Granaínos.

So what?

Well, you see, man.

IF YOU MAKE AN EFFORT YOU CAN DISAPPEAR

Hey, you're not even going to have to go in.

At least...

It's a daylight center, you have little animals and some super good psychologists.

And then at night you stay at my house.

What are we going to do?

Well, you're going to be alone, okay?

Do you want me to put some music or something?

I don't feel like it, man.

I see.

Ok, I get why he got annoyed.

But I knew that he would never listen to me.

So Santa made me see that going to Madrid was his idea.

It's often the only way to help people by cheating on them.

You can't open this car from the back.

It's closed for children.

The Japanese, man, don't know what to invent.

What the fuck is this, man?

Dude, what could I do?

If in the end I was going to sell to other

If it was fear that made it end this way

then all the time I’ve wasted

comes back to haunt me now.

Mai.

Mai.

Every Monday we had to pass a check-up.

But the summer I was there I didn't always comply with the plan.

A colleague had told me that the trick was to drink a lot of water and that way no

trace appeared in the check-up.

But I went over and drank 4 liters in one go.

The trick was supposed to work, but nobody told me that

if you drink a lot of water sodium and potassium go down.

I didn't know I could give you an overdose of water.

When you can't stand up

and you have nothing left to drink

and you have to come back

and you have to come back

and you have so much to explain

that I won't listen to you

and you don't know what to do

and you don't know what to do

And what you have to say...

is something I don't want to hear

This time nobody is going to ask you

because no one would put up with one more lie

If you are thinking of coming back

If you are thinking of coming back

if you have ever thought about it

I may not be around then

What you will offer

What you will offer

if what was useful to you before...

is no longer of any value?

If you make an effort you can...

disappear

If you make an effort you can...

disappear

If you make an effort you can disappear

If you make an effort you can disappear

If you are going to come back

If you are going to come back

If you are going to come back

If you are going to come back

Yes?

Jerome?

Man, the missing one!

Well, I thought... you're right.

We're looking for a guitarist over there.

Let's go to New York, right?

I'm glad.

You'll see how it goes better for you.

New York is full of guitarists and they're better.

Now I think that...

it's not worth it

To risk it will bring...

more trouble

so I choose

what's closest to me

At least...

I will have the certainty...

that I exist

Hey! Are you Mai from Los Planetas?

You've got me mixed up with someone else.

That I can decide

That I choose for me

only for me

Instead of accepting...

what comes from outside

Instead of counting...

what's left

From now

until the day I die

At least...

there will be room for surprise

How much time...

I wasted out there

How much there is yet to discover...

in my head

Is so vast

that it is almost lazy

I almost think...

I have no strength...

to do it

And to find inside of me

something new

You haven't been to Spain yet, haven't you?

Oh, you have no idea what's coming.

Leave the cat.

So we are mixing, you know?

Just kidding.

Row set.

Let's go.

It's so cool, eh?

What?

The studio.

It's been like home.

You know, last time in Madrid was too much professionalism.

I hate that kind of professionalism, you know?

Too big, too septic.

Yeah.

Fucking shit.

Are you comfortable there or what?

Yeah, yeah.

Fucking great.

Luckily, the first thing you record on an album is the drums.

It may sound strange, but getting to New York took so long time that

when we finally got there, I wasn't ready.

The closer your dreams are, the more dangerous they get.

I think I would have introduced the chorus before.

What do you mean?

The chorus?

I think I would have introduced it before.

No, no, no.

I don't think so.

The structure is... it works for me.

Are you sure?

Completely sure.

YOU WILL RECEIVE AN ENVELOPE

No, he got it perfectly.

The days go by more and more slowly

And I can only wait.

I fuck myself!

What's wrong with him?

Cut, cut.

What's the problem?

The voice is too loud.

It's just as loud as it was yesterday.

No, no.

Yes, it's as loud as it was yesterday.

Fuck me.

It's not the same.

I started getting paranoid.

I was thinking about Lorca, writing Poet in New York.

Lorca said that those poems could have killed you.

And then it brought you back to life.

Like a vampire.

When he came back to Granada, they say that

a friend of his reported him to the fascists.

And they killed him.

So he is still lost in a grave around there.

If Lorca showed up today, they would kill him again.

I don't know if it would be New York, the nerves, the abstinence... Who knows?

I was pissed off.

And the worst thing is that all the time I was thinking about the same thing.

All the time with the friend who reported him.

I shit on my fucking friends and telepathy.

Do you like this or what?

Do you like this or what?

It's fucking great, but it's in the limit of what you say...

What do you say?

That tacky thing.

Big tacky thing!

Yes?

What's up, man?

I can't hear you, man.

What time is it in Granada?

What time is it there?

Hey, man, I was thinking that you have to come to New York.

I don't know, man.

You have to come, man.

Ok, ok.

We need you to be here with us.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Well, listen, call me when you wake up.

You have to come.

Come on, come on.

Listen to me.

I need you to be here.

I don't know, I don't know.

It doesn't make sense that you're not here.

I can't hear you.

Can you hear me?

What's up?

Are you ok, man?

Yes, of course I'm ok.

Why?

I haven't forgiven you, ok?

What were you going to forgive me about?

Well, for everything, right?

Dude, I have a super beautiful idea.

Yes?

Yes, what happens is that I'm missing the lyrics.

So, the wine is ok?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

One bottle of wine?

So troublesome to get a bottle of wine.

Yes, why?

It's fucking spectacular, man.

You missed it.

Well done, man.

The time has come.

Are we going to make a fucking album or not?

By the way, the studio, when you see it, you're going to like it.

That could be pretty good.

What are you doing?

Hey.

Guys.

Let's do it, let's do it.

Four laps and you go in, ok?

Sitting, waiting for you to call

Praying for a sign

The days are getting slower and slower

and I can only wait

That you'll come to explain that it's all over

That you have to say you don't want to see me

It's impossible that you've forgotten...

what the two of us could do

And if this thing that's happened...

Is going to happen to us again

And if it's all been in vain,

you don't have to go back

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