{"id":4428,"date":"2019-11-29T00:00:37","date_gmt":"2019-11-29T05:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/magazineampm.com\/?p=4428"},"modified":"2022-03-22T19:35:00","modified_gmt":"2022-03-22T23:35:00","slug":"dando-la-nota-dias-y-flores","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/magazineampm.com\/en\/dando-la-nota-dias-y-flores\/","title":{"rendered":"days and flowers"},"content":{"rendered":"

To Violeta Rodriguez<\/em><\/p>\n

The song was not made for the stage and the book is not the pretext for poetry, as a child never comes before love. First of all is the mysterious heart of the fire, the lightning igniting the prairie; the spontaneous, but logical nature itself that does not plant a tree where there is no seed, nor a river, nor a sun, nor a mountain without first preparing patiently for the appearance of its miracles.<\/p>\n

This is how the song always began: like a miracle prepared by many more miracles, walking with the man, classifying himself, outlining himself with him, saving himself or getting lost with him, depending on what he was.<\/p>\n

\"Reverso<\/a>

Reverse of the album D\u00edas y Flores, by Silvio Rodr\u00edguez. Design: Pablo Larralda. Photographs: Mayra A. Mart\u00ednez and Rigoberto Romero.<\/p><\/div>\n

This album is the result of a mother singing forever and the secret pleasure of hearing her hum the soap and the clothes, the beans, the floor and the cloth. It is the result of the songs with which the alphabetizers tried to drive away the attributes of the night and history, south of Las Villas, near the Escambray. It is the result of the song of an October night of nineteen sixty-two. It is the smell of the mangals of a military camp where any soldier, at dawn, will ask for secrets from that great animal that is the guitar. Here there is the partial blindness of theaters and studios, but there is much more of the constant eye on the spectacle of Havana, the mestizo city of our America... Here there are men and events so great that it would not be right to put them because their dimensions would exceed in much the edges of this simple hemisphere.<\/p>\n

Everything said means a time: time in which the hand of man guides the fire and the tool as the song already leads. For this reason, these songs are full of rage and love (which are other rage) that are of this time. That is why these songs have La Trova: not only because this is a tradition, but because it is a contemporary tradition.<\/p>\n