El domingo murió Dio. Valga este videoclís para recordarle:
Son muchos los blogs que le han dedicado un pequeño homenaje. Os dejo algunos enlaces:
La música de Maese Rancio
Paulamule
El Hivernáculo
El signo de los tiempos
martes, 18 de mayo de 2010
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He escuchado a DIO desde que era chiquitito, ya fuera con Elf, Rainbow, Black Sabbath o con su propia banda. La verdad es que he sentido su muerte de veras, era LA VOZ del rock clásico y ha sido una gran putada que se lo haya llevado el cáncer. En fin, siempre seguiremos escuchando sus discos.
Maese Rancio: pincha ya el "Tarot Woman"!
El "Tarot woman", el "Stargazer" (una de mis canciones favoritas de todos los tiempos) o cualquiera del Rising, que es un discazo de cabo a rabo.
Blackmore mamona, deja ya los laudes y pilla la Strato.
La blogosfera se a volcado ante tal noticia!
Saludos!
Colegas, el César Martín ha colgado en su blog las emotivas palabras de Geezer Butler (bajista de Black Sabbath y amigo íntimo de Dio) sobre sus últimos momentos pasados con Ronnie. Merece la pena leerlo. Aquí os lo pego directamente:
It’s impossible to express in mere words the relationship Ronnie and I,Wendy and my wife Gloria had. He was much more than a friend, fellow musician, band mate. If I have a soul, then he is part of it. I truly believe God, fate, destiny, whatever it’s called, brought us together again in 2006, after not seeing each other for 14 years, to do one final tour, which turned into three major tours and an album. We were having a blast together, enjoying each other’s company more than we had ever done before, talking about maybe doing one more album, when fate intervened again. We were planning on doing a two- or three-part North American tour, after having toured South America and Europe in spring/summer 2009, but on the first leg of the North American tour, Tony’s [Iommi] hand ligaments were in a bad way, Vinny’s [Appice] shoulder became dislocated, and Ronnie was having terrible stomach pains. We decided to cut the tour, get healthy, and carry on the following year. Tony andVinny had successful procedures to fix their ailments, but Ronnie’s stomach pains were worsening. I saw him at the Dio Halloween party, but he wasn’t drinking, unusual for Ronnie who liked his tipple. He was telling me he had made an appointment with a specialist, to see what it was…..
“Wednesday, 12th May 2010.
“Wendy invited Gloria and I to lunch in Santa Barbara. A few close friends of Ronnie and Wendy, Omar, Simon, Paul, Tim, and Diana, had dropped by. Ronnie had no appetite whatsoever — the disease and the chemotherapy were taking an immense toll. As usual, we talked sports and had a laugh together — it would be the last time. That night, I had a beautiful email from him, that I will treasure forever. I sent him an email saying I’d see him during the following week.
“Friday, 14th May 2010.
“Wendy called to say she had taken Ronnie to hospital. The pain had become unbearable. We got to the hospital around 2 p.m. The doctor eventually sedated him. More and more friends were coming to visit — we took it in turns to hold Ronnie’s hand, and whisper our thoughts to him. Wendy wouldn’t leave his side — she stayed curled up on his bed the whole night. Gloria’s assistant, Debi, kept her company. I emailedTony to prepare him for bad news.
“Saturday, 15th May 2010.
“There was no mistaking Ronnie’s room. There were around 25 to 30 friends outside his room. We knew the end was imminent. We all wanted to say our goodbyes. It was a day filled with tears and reflection. In the evening, the chaplain came, and we all gathered around Ronnie’s bed and prayed. Ronnie wasn’t going easily. At 11 p.m., most of us left, leaving Wendy her privacy to say her last farewell. The devastation was palpable.
“Sunday, 16th May 2010.
“7.46 a.m. As we were preparing to leave for the hospital, Gloria calledWendy to see if she wanted a coffee or any breakfast — she broke the sad news. Ronnie had just passed away."
Uf.
Joer, me he quedado helado.
Tremendo.
Ya es jodida la notica y contada así no veas como se te queda el cuerpo.
En fin, era un grande pequeñito, pero no veas que grande.
La etapa Rainbow, acojonante pa mi gusto, el mistreated lo bordaba.
Echadle también un vistazo a esto: Carta de Lars Ulrich a Ronnie, colgada en la página oficial de Metallica. SuperLars normalmente es carajote pero esta vez ha escrito un texto muy sincero y emocionante:
Dear Ronnie,
I just got off stage in Zagreb. I was met with the news that you've passed on. I'm kind of in shock, but I wanted you to know that you were one of the main reasons I made it onto that stage to begin with. When I first saw you in Elf, opening for Deep Purple in 1975, I was completely blown away by the power in your voice, your presence on stage, your confidence, and the ease with which you seemed to connect to 6000 Danish people and one starry-eyed 11 year old, most of whom were not familiar with Elf's music. The following year, I was so psyched when I heard the results of you joining forces with my favorite guitar player. You guys sounded so right for each other and I instantly became Rainbow's #1 fan in Denmark. In the fall of 1976, when you played your first show in Copenhagen, I was literally in the front row and the couple of times we made eye contact you made me feel like the most important person in the world. The news that you guys were staying in town on your day off somehow embedded itself in my brain and I made the pilgrimage to the Plaza Hotel to see if I could somehow grab a picture, an autograph, a moment, anything. A few hours later you came out and were so kind and caring... pictures, autographs and a couple minutes of casual banter. I was on top of the world, inspired and ready for anything. Rainbow came to Copenhagen a couple more times over the next few years and each time you guys blew my mind, and for a good three years were my absolute favorite band on this planet. Over the years I've been fortunate enough to run into you a half dozen times or so and each time you were as kind, caring and gracious as you were in 1976 outside the hotel. When we finally got a chance to play together in Austria in 2007, even though I may not have let on, I was literally transformed back to that little snot nosed kid who you met and inspired 31 years earlier and it was such a fucking honor and a dream come true to share a stage with you and the rest of the legends in Heaven and Hell. A couple of weeks ago when I heard that you were not going to be able to make it to the Sonisphere shows that we would be sharing this June, I wanted to call you and let you know that I was thinking of you and wish you well, but I kind of pussied out, thinking the last thing you needed in your recovery was feeling obligated to take a phone call from a Danish drummer/fan boy. I wish I'd made that call. We will miss you immensely on the dates, and we will be thinking of you with great admiration and affection during that run. It seemed so right to have you out on tour with the so-called “Big Four” since you obviously were one of the main reasons that the four bands even exist. Your ears will definitely be burning during those two weeks because all of us will be talking, reminiscing and sharing stories about how knowing you has made our lives that much better.
Ronnie, your voice impacted and empowered me, your music inspired and influenced me, and your kindness touched and moved me. Thank you.
Much love,
Lars
Acaba de dejarme de caer mal el amigo Lars.
a mi me sigue cayendo como una patá en los güevos, pero ha estado bien.
acabo de leer la de Geezer...deben estar muy jodidos.
aiiiii
bueno, Dio sigue sonando, ahora mismo con el temazo Heave nand hell y con los sabbath acompañandolo en sus años mozos!
saludos!
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