The Loop

The Loop, Chicago, 2012. (Fotos: Isaías Fanlo.)

El barrio del Loop está situado en el centro de Chicago, y se distingue por las líneas elevadas de metro, que rodean un conjunto de manzanas y forman una especie de circunferencia (el "loop" que da nombre a la zona). El barrio es a la vez el corazón comercial de la ciudad y el eje por el que circulan la mayoría de los grandes teatros de Chicago.

Para los que no estamos acostumbrados a las líneas elevadas del metro, The Loop es un barrio totalmente hipnótico. El traqueteo constante de los pesados trenes metropolitanos, las chispas que saltan a cada giro y que se reflejan en los cristales de los rascacielos por la noche... uno podría quedarse horas y horas sentado viendo como pasan, constantes, los metros.

Como banda sonora de las fotos, el actor André DeShields canta "I put a Spell on You" en el tráiler de Camino Real, el espectáculo que Marc ha estrenado en el Goodman Theatre de Chicago (motivo por el cual pude viajar a la ciudad).

Chicago

Chicago, 2012. (Foto: Isaías Fanlo.)

Alguna foto más de esta ciudad que enamora. Como BSO de hoy, una canción de
The Gaslight Anthem, que me acompañó durante el viaje: "Great Expectations".




Letra de Great Expectations

Mary, this station is playing every sad song.
I remember like we were alive.
I heard it Sunday morn' from inside of these walls.
In a prison cell, where we spent those nights.
And they burnt up the diner where I always used to find her.
Licking young boys blood from her claws.
And I learned about the blues from this kitten I knew.
Her hair was rabid and her heart was like a tomb.
My heart's like a wound.

I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my first wife.
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you.
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my old life.
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?

Mary, I worried and stalled every night of my life.
Better safe than making the party.
And I never had a good time, I sat my bedside, with papers and poetry about Astella.
Great expectations, we had the greatest expectations.

I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my first wife.
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you.
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my old life.
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?

It's funny how the night moves.
Humming a song from 1962.
We were always waiting...always waiting.
We were always waiting for something to happen.

I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my first wife.
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you.
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my old life.
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?

Marc bajo la nieve en Chicago

Marc. Chicago, 2012. (Foto: Isaías Fanlo.)

Uno de los motivos por los cuales este blog llevaba tantos días muerto es porque acabo de llegar de Chicago, donde he pasado una semana (fabulosa, por cierto). Llego con un puñado de fotos nuevas, algunas de las cuales irán apareciendo por este blog.

Ahora, el jet lag no me permite escribir demasiado, así que no me entretendré. Pero hay que decir que me he enamorado de esta ciudad. Nos hemos enamorado de ella. Y no es para menos...

Dejo la primera foto procesada: un retrato de Marc, mi chico, bajo una nevada.

Y como colofón, una canción de homenaje en Chicago. Frank Sinatra canta. Escuchamos esta canción justo antes de ver un partido de los Chicago Bulls en el United Center... Recomiendo leer la letra, que viene después...



Chicago, Chicago--that toddlin' town.
Chicago, Chicago--I will show you around. I love it.
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago.
The town that Billy Sunday couldn't shut down.

On State Street, that great street, I'd just want to say -
They do things they don't do on Broadway.
They have the time, the time of their life.
I saw a man, he danced with his wife.
In Chicago, Chicago, my home town.

Chicago, Chicago--that toddlin' town.
Chicago, Chicago--I'll show you around. I love it.
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago.
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down.

On State Street that great street, I'd just like to say -
They do things that they never do on Broadway.
They have the time, the time of their life.
I saw a man, he danced with his wife.
In Chicago... Chicago... Chicago.
That's my hometown!