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letra de roma - kevin dickerson

josh texted me at 9:45am, “anchorage earthquake”
i figured everything was fine, and not to spoil the suspense but yes everything’s okay
saw a band the other night
in the middle of the set i thought man this is loud
i don’t remember feeling so uncomfortable during a set like that

everyone around me was rocking along and jamming out
some relief for the fires came that night in the form of pouring rain
the sound woke me up in that night, the sky lookеd just like a renaissance painting

from portugal or spain it rеminded me of my trips to europe
going to the prado and the reina sofía
i never saw skies like that before, not in alaska and not in new york or texas or british columbia
or pennsylvania or florida or new jersey or oregon or washington or mexico or ontario or nova scotia or west virginia

or ohio or france or el salvador or panama or california
these beautiful renaissance painting skies i thought were an exaggeration of reality
but guys like vasconcelos got that right, that’s why they called them the masters of renaissance painting

these massive orange clouds and beautiful sun rays
blanket the pastoral earth as day transitions into night
the smoke choked the city and everyone was walking around with white masks on
everything ground to a halt until these cooling rains started coming down

and now there’s landslides and who knows what else, other crazy sh-t to deal with
but all the devastation and tallying loss of life is still ongoing so i’ll put that one aside for a minute
portugal had recently dealt with deadly fires on that new year’s visit at the beginning of 2018
i came to feel that lisbon is san francisco’s atlantic twin
from the three-quarter-sized doors to the miniature train cars, they even built a bridge designed by the golden gate architect guy

i have a lot of affection for that place and its people
maybe we could learn something from them about their recovery
hung out with my photographer friend katie in oakland the other day
she took some pictures for the internet
packed up my kitchen things, my glassware and plates

things aren’t gonna be back to normal until after the f-cking holidays
reading the reuters british news service, the world is going to h-ll
but there’s no surprises there so i’m gonna watch netflix on my couch
and watch alfonso cuarón’s masterpiece, “roma”

which takes place in the neighborhood where several of my friends were born
the symbolism of rebirth and fire versus water is a very old mexican motif
my girlfriend asked me how do i know so much about the subject, i said what do you think i’ve been so busy with?

and now it’s christmas eve and we’re gonna get together and eat at shalimar for dinner
i walked down the wet streets and through the piles the wet leaves
that had gathered on the sidewalk dips and the cracks

i wondered when the next time would be that i would spend in the roma neighborhood
i remember carrying my guitar on those rainy streets
up the art deco staircase to my rented apartment, making lunch and taking naps
until the cold summer rains of mexico city and lightning strikes woke me up with their rolling thunder claps

- kevin dickerson

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