Nelly Furtado, señores y señoras.

Me da un poco de pena decirlo, pero si de mí hubiera dependido, la mitad de la Motown se hubiera muerto de hambre.

Debo ser yo, ya que millones de moscas no pueden estar equivocadas. No me acaba de entrar del R & B, digamos. Y no hablemos del hip hop y sus vecindarios.

Desubicado que estoy, parece.

Pero ojo, a veces uno se tropieza con piezas como la del video, de una canadiense de padres portugueses nacida en diciembre del 78. Esta flaquita, Nelly Kim Furtado, nos dio esta pieza: Turn off the light (de su album Whoa Nelly! del 2001) y aquí recogemos el guante.

(Uno de los tantos posters de la Nelly. Google no dio más datos sobre la foto.)

En lugar de cantar con Juanes, debería haber grabado con Gema Corredera. Qué corredera.

Sombrero quitado con la Nelly, que no ha tenido miedo mezclar y aprender, que es como se globaliza el talento.

Métele, Nelly. Apaguen las luces.

"Turn Off The Light"

It's getting so lonely inside this bed
Don't know if I should lick my wounds or say woe is me instead
And there's an aching inside my head
It's telling me I'm better off alone
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you will get some

[Chorus:]
They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough
Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
They say that girl you know she act so rough rough rough
Well it's till' I turn off the light, turn off the light
And I say follow me follow me follow me down down down down
till' you see all my dreams
Not everything in this magical world is quite what it seems

I looked above the other day
Cuz I think I'm good and ready for a change
I live my life by the moon
If it's high play it low, if it's harvest go slow and if it's full, then go
But after midnight morning will come
And the day will see if you're gonna get some

[Chorus]

I'm searching for things that I just cannot see
Why don't you don't you don't you come and be with me
I pretend to be cool with me, want to believe
That I can do it on my own without my heart on my sleeve
I'm running, I'm running, catch up with me life
Where is the love that I'm looking to find
It's all in me, can't you see, why can't you, why can't you see it's all in me

[Chorus]

Where is your logic
Who do you need
Where can you turn in your delicate time of need
Follow me down, follow me down down down,
I do not need I do not need nobody
Where is your logic
Who do you need
Where can you turn in your delicate time of need
Miss Corina Tedeschi. Democratic sounds.


My parents only had one argument in forty-five years. It lasted forty-three years.

-Cathy Ladman.