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lunes, 28 de marzo de 2011

La frontera final - Iron Maiden en Lima (otra vez)

Si ya la primera vez fue casi inverosímil, la segunda vez confirmaba que en octubre sí hay milagros (y estos ocurren en marzo). La doncella británica volvía a la capital con un set list totalmente renovado y traía consigo una visa al espacio sideral.

El punto de encuentro fue el Estadio de San Marcos, y la gente ya comenzaba a apostarse cómodamente alrededor de las cinco de la tarde esperando el preciso momento que Iron Maiden saltaría al escenario dos años después de aquel mítico Somewhere back in time tour del 2009; The final frontier tour del 2011 iba a mostrar a aquellos monstruos del rock como músicos frescos, vigentes y con una capacidad de composición musical intacta.

Armado estaba yo con una humilde Kodak Easy Share Z950 de 12 Mp y 10X de zoom óptico, bastante apertrechada diría yo para el tamaño compacto que supone este artilugio electrónico de la compañía de Rochester; aunque ya desde el primer concierto de Maiden en Lima y luego el de Metallica en la misma ciudad, ya había aprendido a lidiar con el retraso de obturador de esta pequeña máquina, aunque aún seguiré maldiciendo a la marca en los momentos más decisivos del evento cuando su pequeño procesador se estancaba al tercer disparo, todas las tomas del concierto tuvieron que descansar en un ISO 1600 para poder mantener la velocidad de disparo dentro de límites seguros de vibración.

En fin, de vuelta al concierto: Nos habíamos situado en la parte central del escenario a unos 20 metros esperando que el resto de los "true" se animen finalmente a ingresar al recinto, digo de los "true" porque fue la arenga general que este concierto era el gran cribador, solamente los verdaderos fanáticos de Maiden habían regresado por una segunda dosis de NWOBHM, aunque personalmente creo que no fue así, muchos de mis grandes camaradas habían quedado en Cusco porque el trabajo y otros deberes no permitían bajar a tierras costeñas.

Aún así fue inevitable encontrarnos con un compatriota de la sierra serena, el capitán Pólux de las míticas legiones metaleras cusqueñas ya se encontraba disfrutando del pasto como vikingo, cerveza en mano. A partir de allí la algarabía no tenía cuándo acabar...


Capitán Pólux



LHD ensayando las mejores caras previas al concierto



La fan



Los fans



El fotógrafo oficial de la banda sale al escenario a inmortalizar al sinnúmero reunido en el campo, fue allí que extrañé a mi Nikon más que a nada (nótese la correa con letras amarillas, Maiden sabe).



Héctor con la bandera de Final Frontier




Lucho con la bandera de Final Frontier



Los dueños de la bandera...



Lamentablemente no faltó la propaganda política en nuestra fraternal reunión



Y los hubo el cada cual más tarado...




Argggg...




Eddie con simbología moche



Se hace costumbre ver a Lima dentro del itinerario general




Finalmente, Iron Maiden vuelve a descargar en Lima



Y Nicko vuelve a pasear por el estrado, aún mucho antes de lo previsto



Dickinson simplemente venció



El histrionismo de la doncella era el esperado



Iron Maiden, heavy del bueno



The Trooper (si ya se la saben)



El cerebro de la máquina: Steve Harris



Pogo demencial



Espíritu de metal



Viejos pero no cansados



Toda la zona Iron Maiden se lanzó contra las vallas



Eddie espacial en mano a mano con Janick



Eddie virtuoso



Finalmente la bandera peruana llega a manos de Dickinson



Las cuatro hachas juntas en un concierto memorable



Murray y Gers en Running Free



Murray y Smith en Running Free...



Un Bruce satisfecho prometió: "It´s the second time we play in Peru, and won´t be the last"


IRON MAIDEN
THE FINAL FRONTIER TOUR 2011
LIMA

SET LIST

1. Doctor Doctor (UFO Song)
2. Satellite 15…The Final Frontier
3. El Dorado
4. 2 Minutes To Midnight
5. The Talisman
6. Coming Home
7. Dance Of Death
8. The Trooper
9. The Wicker Man
10. Blood Brothers
11. When The Wild Wind Blows
12. The Evil That Men Do
13. Fear Of The Dark
14. Iron Maiden

Encore:
15. The Number Of The Beast
16. Hallowed Be Thy Name
17. Running Free


(Cortesía: Die4metal)


Al día siguiente, de madrugada, rumbo al trabajo en vuelo de una hora, la contemplación del Ed Force One en el aeropuerto Jorge Chávez rememoraba una noche inolvidable.



Mientras la aeromoza al parecer hacía el preludio a "Aces high", hace tiempo que no veía la mímica de los procedimientos de seguridad en los aviones.



De vuelta a la sierra.

lunes, 27 de julio de 2009

Fear of the dark



FEAR OF THE DARK
(Harris)

I am a man who walks alone,
when I'm walking a dark road,
At night or strolling through the park...

When the light begins to change,
I sometimes feel a little strange;
A little anxious when it's dark.

-Chorus-
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark,
I have a constant fear that someone's always near;
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark,
I have a phobia that someone's always there.

Have you run your fingers down the wall,
have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look
At the corner of the room,
You've sensed that somethings watching you.

(Chorus)

Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no one's there?
And as you quicken up your pace,
You find it hard to look again,
Because you're sure there's someone there.

(Chorus)

Watching horror films the night before,
Debating witches and folklore,
The unknown troubles on your mind;
Maybe your mind is playing tricks,
You sense and suddenly eyes fix,
On dancing shadows from behind.

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark,
I have a constant fear that someone's always near;
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark,
I have a phobia that someone's always there.

When I'm walking a dark road,
I am a man who walks alone.

jueves, 25 de junio de 2009

Wasting love




WASTING LOVE
(Dickinson - Gers)

Maybe one day I'll be an honest man,
Up 'til now I'm doing the best I can;
Long roads, long days,
Of sunrise to sunset, of sunrise to sunset.

Dream on brothers while you can,
Dream on sister, I hope you'll find the one,
All of our lives covered up quickly by the tides of time.

Spend your days full of emptiness,
Spend your years full of loneliness;
Wasting love in a desperate caress,
Rolling shadows of nights.

Dream on brothers while you can,
Dream on sisters I hope you'll find the one;
All of our lives covered up quickly by the tides of time.

Sands are flowing and the lines are in your hand,
In your eyes I see the hunger,
And the desperate cry that tears the night.

viernes, 5 de junio de 2009

Afraid to shoot strangers




AFRAID TO SHOOT STRANGERS
(Harris)

Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow,
But it's not the fear, 'cos I'd rather go now.

Trying to visualize the horrors that will lay ahead,
The desert sand mound, a burial ground.

When it comes to the time,
Are we partners in crime?
When it comes to the time,
We'll be ready to die.

God let us go now and finish what's to be done,
Thy kingdom come, thy shall be done... on Earth.

Trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go,
Should we live and let live, forget or forgive?

But how can we let them go on this way?
The reign of terror corruption must end.
And we know deep down there's no other way,
No trust, no reasoning, no more to say.

Afraid to shoot strangers.
Afraid to shoot strangers.

jueves, 28 de mayo de 2009

Be quick or be dead

El 11 de mayo de 1992 sale a la venta el noveno álbum de Iron Maiden: "Fear of the Dark". Sin embargo este sería el "último" con Bruce Dickinson...




BE QUICK OR BE DEAD
(Bruce Dickinson/Janick Gers)

Covered in sinners and dripping
With guilt,
Making your money from slime
And from filth;
Parading your bellies in ivory towers,
Investing our lives in your schemes
And your powers.

(chorus)
You've got to watch them - be quick
Or be dead,
Snake eyes in heaven - the thief's
In your head.
You've got to watch them - be quick
Or be dead,
Snake eyes in heaven - the thief's
In your head...

Be quick...
Or be dead!
Be quick...
Or be dead!

See... what's ruling all our lives,
See... who's pulling strings...

I bet you won't fall on your face...
Your belly will hold you in place.

The serpent is crawling inside of
Your ear,
He says you must vote for what you
Want to hear;
Don't matter what's wrong as long as you're
Alright,
So pull yourself stupid and rob
Yourself blind.

domingo, 17 de mayo de 2009

Bring your daughter... to the slaughter



Bring your daughter... to the slaughter
[Dickinson]


Honey, it's getting close to midnight,
And all the myths are still in town;
True love and lipstick on your linen,
Bite the pillow make no sound.
If there's some living to be done (ha!)
Before your life becomes your tomb,
You'd better know that I'm the one...
So unchain your back door invite me around.

[Chorus]
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter.
Let her go, let her go, let her go.

Honey it's getting close to daybreak,
The sun is creeping in the sky,
No patent remedies for heartache,
Just empty words and humble pie;
So get down on your knees honey,
Assume an attitude,
You just pray that I'll be waiting,
'Coz you know I'm coming soon.

[Chorus]

So pick up your foolish pride, no going back,
No where, no way, no place to hide.

[Chorus]

domingo, 3 de mayo de 2009

Holy smoke

Uno de mis discos favoritos, "No prayer for the dying" Lanzado el 01 de octubre de 1990, con Janick Gers en una de las hachas.

Tiempos aquellos cuando uno se "chitaba" del cole. :)



HOLY SMOKE
(Dickinson/Smith)

Believe in me - send no money,
I died on the cross, that ain't funny;
But my so called friends they're making me a joke,
They missed out what I said like I never spoke.

They choose what they wanna hear - don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth, as they're watching you die.
Saving your souls by taking your money,
Flies around shit, bees around honey.

(chorus)

Holy Smoke, Holy Smoke, plenty bad preachers for
The Devil to stoke.
Feed'em in feet first, this is no joke;
This is thirsty work, making Holy Smoke.
Making Holy Smoke.

Jimmy Reptile and all his friends
Say they're gonna be with you at the end;
Burning records, burning books,
Holy soldiers, Nazi looks;
Crocodile smiles, just wait a while,
'til the TV queen gets her make-up clean.
I've lived in filth, I've lived in sin,
And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in.

(repeat chorus)

Holy Smoke - smells good!

They ain't religious, but they ain't no fools,
When Noah built his Cadillac, it was cool.
Two by two they're still going down,
And the satellite circus just left town.
I think they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a Lincoln for their bed,
Friend of the president, trick of the tail,
Now they ain't got a prayer 100 years in jail.

(repeat chorus)

Holy Smoke - hah...

miércoles, 22 de abril de 2009

The evil that men do



THE EVIL THAT MEN DO
(Smith, Dickinson, Harris)


Love is a razor and I walked the line
On that silver blade;
Slept in the dust with his daughter,
Her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence.
But I will pray for her,
I will call her name out loud,
I would bleed for her,
I only I could see her now.

Living on a razor's edge,
Balancing on a ledge,
Living on a razor's edge.

The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...
The evil that men do lives on and on...

Circle of fire my baptism of joy, at an end it seems,
The seventh lamb slain
The book of life opens before me;
But I will pray for you,
Some day I may return;
Don't you cry for me,
Beyond is where I learn.

sábado, 18 de abril de 2009

Seventh son of a seventh son

Séptimo álbum editado por Maiden, lanzado en 1988.

Can I play with madness? Of course...




CAN I PLAY WITH MADNESS?
(Smith, Dickinson, Harris)

Give me the sense to wonder,
To wonder if I'm free.
Give me a sense of wonder,
To know I can be me.

Give me the strength to hold my head up,
Spit back in their face;
Don't need no key to unlock this door,
Gonna break down the walls,
Break out of this bad place!.

Can I play with madness,
The prophet stared at his crystal ball.
Can I play with madness,
There's no vision there at all.
Can I play with madness,
The prophet looked and he laughed at me.
Can I play with madness
He said you're blind, too blind to see...

I screamed aloud to the old man,
I said: Don't lie, don't say, you dont know!
I say: You pay for your mischief,
In this world or the next!
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance,
And the hellfires raged in his eyes;
He said do you wanna know the truth son?
I'll tell you the truth:
"Your soul's gonna burn in a lake of fire."


viernes, 10 de abril de 2009

Heaven can wait



HEAVEN CAN WAIT
(Steve Harris)

Can't understand what is happening to me,
This isn't real, this is only a dream,
But I never have felt, no I never have felt this way before.
I'm looking down on my body below,
I lie asleep in the midst of a dream,
Is it now could it be the angel of death has come for me?
I can't believe that really my time has come,
I don't feel ready, there's so much left undone,
And it's my soul and I'm not gonna let it get away.


Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait 'til another day.


I have a lust for the Earth below
And Hell itself is my only foe,
'Cause I've no fear of dying,
I'll go when I'm good and ready.
I snatch a glimpse of the light's eternal rays,
I see a tunnel, I stand amazed,
At all of the people standing there in front of me;
Into the paths of rightness I'll be led,
Is this the place where the living join the dead?
I wish I knew this was only just a nightmare.

Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait 'til another day.


Take my hand, I'll lead you to the promised land,
Take my hand, I'll give you immortality;
Eternal youth, I'll take you to the other side,
To see the truth, the path for you is decided.

Oh Oh...

My body tingles, I feel so strange,
I feel so tired, I feel so drained,
And I'm wondering if I'll ever be the same again,
Is this in limbo or in Heaven or Hell?
Maybe I'm going down there as well,
I can't accept my soul will drift forever.
I feel myself floating back down to Earth,
So could this be the hour of my rebirth?
Or have I died or will I wake from dreaming?

Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait,
Heaven can wait 'til another day.

jueves, 2 de abril de 2009

Wasted Years

Pasemos ahora al álbum "Somewhere in time" lanzado el 29 de junio de 1986, donde 'Wasted Years' comienza a dar la nota... Este tema me remonta a mis días de exilio.



WASTED YEARS
(Adrian Smith)

From the coast of gold, across the seven seas,
I'm travellin on, far and wide;
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself,
And all the things I sometimes do,
It isn't me but someone else.

I close my eyes and think of home,
Another city goes by in the night;
Ain't it funny how it is,
You never miss it 'til its gone away,
And my heart is lying there,
And will be 'til my dying day.

So, understand,
Don't waste your time always
Searching for those wasted years,
Face up... make your stand
And realize you're living in the golden years.

Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind,
Can't ease this pain so easily,
When you can't find the words to say,
It's hard to make it through another day,
And it makes me wanna cry,
And throw my hands up to the sky.

So, understand,
Don't waste your time always
Searching for those wasted years,
Face up... make your stand
And realize you're living in the golden years.

Maiden según Canal N

martes, 31 de marzo de 2009

SCREAM FOR ME LIMA!!! The IRON MAIDEN!!!

Lunes 23 de marzo, 15:30 horas... Un oportuno mensaje de Ayar Salazar cambiaría el rumbo de la historia: "Mi hermano tiene una entrada a trooper"

Martes 24 de marzo, 22:00 horas, la esquina de San Borja Sur y San Luis sería el sitio definitivo de un decisivo momento... ¡¡¡Pronto conseguiría un cupo en la agotada zona THE TROOPER!!!

jueves 26 de marzo 2009

Horas antes del concierto habría de hacerme de una Lumix DMC-TZ4, con la cual, gracias a sus 10X ópticos y sus 1600 ISO podría congelar un puñado de imágenes en medio del avasallador pit de pogo de The Trooper.

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Luego de deshacerme del Eddie Palco procedimos a rodear el recinto del Estadio Nacional, allí la doncella habría de ejecutar sus mejores riffs y Mr. Dickinson finalmente exclamaría el tan esperado:

SCREAM FOR ME, LIMA!!!

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Alrededor de las 19 horas saltó al escenario la primera banda telonera: M.A.S.A.C.R.E.
En ese momento, Héctor, Gabriela y yo nos encontrábamos en la cola de las cervezas, donde los stands abrieron las compuertas más allá de la hora programada para el expendio de alcohol.


Luego vendría Lauren Harris.


Cuyo guitarrista dejó satisfechos a los seguidores de Zakk Wylde.

El liviano sonido de Harris hija haría que muchos ansiáramos ya las notas de sierra eléctrica de Aces high.


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Bueno, no todos...


El responsable de la bitácora Tiempos Violentos, Ayar Salazar, quien con su decisiva llamada tendría yo la oportunidad de devastar con la gente brava. Asímismo, este prontuariado caballero del metal estará haciendo una reseña más técnica del concierto en dicho blog.

¡Gracias caballero!

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Finalmente...


¡Las hordas rugen sobre las notas de Aces High!


Mr. Dickinson: "Lamentamos la demora de nuestro equipo pirotécnico, ¡pero no lo necesitaremos esta noche con más de 30000 explosivos aquí!

Luego del ansiado "Scream for me, Lima! - Scream for me, Peru!" anunciaría un esperado retorno en dos años.

20 años de espera bien valieron la pena...



The Trooper!!!


You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too...


We're getting closer, not enough to fight...


--------X-------

La banderola se despliega sobre cientos de fans.
Momentos de delirio.

Sigue su recorrido por toda la zona.

--------X--------

Dickinson anuncia que Maiden trabaja en un nuevo álbum.

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IRON MAIDEN

en pleno con plus:


Line-up de lujo en tiempos donde las bandas llegan mutiladas por los años.

(Dave Murray, Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson, tras la mancha de luz de los platos, Nicko Mc Brain, Steve Harris -el creador de la doncella- y Janick Gers)

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La pirotecnia no faltó.


Edward en escena

Vacilando en escenario peruano con pisco y cebiche.

------X-----

AFTER PARTY

Extasiado bloguero a punto del colapso luego del concierto.

Hordas metaleras cusqueñas:
Der>Izq
Siwar Salazar, Pocho, Harley, Pavel Luksic, Lucho Figueroa, Robi, Ayar Salazar, Mijail Pérez



La mitad de los octavos en esta foto, Héctor del Castillo y Luis H. Figueroa

"I'm waiting... in my cold cell..."

¡¡¡GRACIAS MAIDEN!!!

(Ahora quiero ver a los Rolling Stones)