No reply, baby

Ayer tuvo lugar un hecho completamente inusual e inédito. A causa de la alineación cósmica de diversas constelaciones estelares, planetas, satélites y demás, Depop ofreció ayer su primer y, probablemente, único concierto en el Pastís. Creemos que fue muy majo, que nos vino muy bien a todos y además nos regalaron flores y anillos con forma de flor luminosa, hechos de material no comestible. Y ahora una canción para Jordi Mestre. Visitad SU weblog, Burning Umbrellas, cuyo link encontraréis por aquí.

No reply - The Beatles ---------------------- This happened once before, when I came to your door, no reply. They said it wasn't you, but I saw you peep through your window, I saw the light, I saw the light, I know that you saw me, 'cos I looked up to your face. I tried to telephone, they said you were not home, that's a lie, 'cos I know where you've been, I saw you walk in your door, I nearly died, I nearly died, 'cos you walked hand in hand with another man in my place. If I were you'd realise that I love you more than any other guy, and I'll forgive the lies that I heard before when you gave me no reply. I've tried to telephone, they said you were not home, that's a lie, 'cos I know where you've been, I saw you walk in your door, I nearly died, I nearly died, 'cos you walked hand in hand with another man in my place. No reply, no reply.