<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446</id><updated>2012-02-18T03:32:14.511-06:00</updated><category term='Turro'/><category term='Yoko Ono'/><category term='Ritz on holiday'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='Tocada en &quot;Fraga&quot;'/><category term='rolas'/><category term='Tablaturas'/><category term='foro'/><category term='fiesta'/><category term='miura'/><category term='Lodo rock'/><category term='Rock Zacatecas'/><category term='Bosnia'/><category term='Notas al margen'/><category term='Susana González'/><category term='Armando Palomas'/><category term='Lodo CD'/><category term='el ocaso del Lodo'/><category term='Bellos Instrumentos'/><category term='tocadas'/><category term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category term='Aniversario'/><category term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><category term='Estudios DAF'/><category term='Sossers'/><category term='cumpleaños'/><category term='Cronicas de rock'/><category term='harley´s'/><title type='text'>L  o  d  o</title><subtitle type='html'>"21 años 21"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4605418134554562984</id><published>2011-10-17T22:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:39:25.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el ocaso del Lodo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>The making of "Delicias Caseras"...otra vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Todo empezó un dia 15 de octubre de 2011, coincidiendo con el viaje de Memo a la hermanaRepública de Querétaro cuando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5MOWbuJI35Y" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Acto seguido Gus toma la guitarra de palo para dar unos detalles sutiles, pero masculinos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_LWfvHuTx7U" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Claro que como Memo no pudo asisitir, Vic amaestró un ordenador, dando sonidos muy parecidos a los de un bajo..pero teníamos una silla vacía: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RQxHzbbs-iU" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;El riff de guitarra, aunque "orgánico", se contrapone al bajo matemáticamente ordenado por el mencionado Robot Amaestrado...veamos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lFj94EFHoqs" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pero..cuales serán los resultados?...esperemos unos dias... (continuará)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4605418134554562984?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4605418134554562984/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4605418134554562984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4605418134554562984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4605418134554562984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2011/10/making-of-delicias-caserasotra-vez.html' title='The making of &quot;Delicias Caseras&quot;...otra vez'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5MOWbuJI35Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2432565263687990575</id><published>2011-10-04T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T20:05:43.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el ocaso del Lodo'/><title type='text'>Solos tú y ese Wey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FYkJjmU21OA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Los chicos de Lodo nos dejan ver un poco de desmadre e irreverencia en esta rola....pues no todo en la vida es buen comportamiento, estudio&amp;nbsp;y disciplina..de repente hay que dejarse llevar por el barrio y divertirse un poco....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2432565263687990575?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/lodorock' title='Solos tú y ese Wey!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FYkJjmU21OA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7277552815814525188</id><published>2011-10-03T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T21:16:44.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>No te mojes los pies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fIdNg964uh0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;En el Lodo buscarás..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ya sabes no es usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;pero caerás siempre una vez mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;hazte un barco de papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;no te mojes los pies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;¿recordarás mi nombre alguna vez..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7277552815814525188?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fIdNg964uh0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-89871267749495883</id><published>2011-09-23T19:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:49:03.485-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Abanico de Otoño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/M5A5Aw1rdfU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5902106636134384766</id><published>2011-08-06T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T09:21:02.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><title type='text'>Vintage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-oYRdoSUXA/Tj1Mh1NgWhI/AAAAAAAADbk/v6Bizm6YAgw/s1600/251328_135095136567922_132524503491652_239460_3087297_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-oYRdoSUXA/Tj1Mh1NgWhI/AAAAAAAADbk/v6Bizm6YAgw/s320/251328_135095136567922_132524503491652_239460_3087297_n.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tal vez en 1991 en el Museo Rafael Coronel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIE9xM0kKu4/Tj1Mo6hdvHI/AAAAAAAADbo/HhFot_IbIJw/s1600/254500_135095149901254_132524503491652_239461_1750863_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIE9xM0kKu4/Tj1Mo6hdvHI/AAAAAAAADbo/HhFot_IbIJw/s320/254500_135095149901254_132524503491652_239461_1750863_n.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Muy abrazaditos....ese dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cFiF8XbX3q8/Tj1MwP77OUI/AAAAAAAADbs/749oyIMLcXQ/s1600/260470_135095163234586_132524503491652_239463_5491130_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cFiF8XbX3q8/Tj1MwP77OUI/AAAAAAAADbs/749oyIMLcXQ/s320/260470_135095163234586_132524503491652_239463_5491130_n.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tal vez en 1992...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HI2uxTtbiUQ/Tj1M1Z0ADJI/AAAAAAAADbw/2boptclycck/s1600/252529_135095189901250_132524503491652_239464_3911020_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HI2uxTtbiUQ/Tj1M1Z0ADJI/AAAAAAAADbw/2boptclycck/s320/252529_135095189901250_132524503491652_239464_3911020_n.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Verano de 1993 ya con Lalo Gomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5902106636134384766?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/lodorock' title='Vintage!'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hXJIennCoV0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ensayo para rockanrolera.com!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6741496808258751951?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/lodorock' title='Delicias Caseras...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6741496808258751951/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6741496808258751951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7273357688245084008</id><published>2011-07-24T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:06:58.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Rockanrolera.com se llena de Lodo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1v8TbBaRHw/TiwXZGEpYAI/AAAAAAAADa4/BA1qviUNn9s/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G1v8TbBaRHw/TiwXZGEpYAI/AAAAAAAADa4/BA1qviUNn9s/s320/1.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Recibiendo a los 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8221502733357720059</id><published>2011-02-26T08:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T08:36:37.072-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Primer aniversario de Rockanrolera (26-02-2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MzsEooz7MUQ/TWkOBrp0YRI/AAAAAAAADVw/jdcdFj5ir-8/s1600/183110_183712801665815_100000812886423_404420_355187_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MzsEooz7MUQ/TWkOBrp0YRI/AAAAAAAADVw/jdcdFj5ir-8/s320/183110_183712801665815_100000812886423_404420_355187_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Insistimos: tal vez sea aferración...necedad..pero..¿como vivir sin la adrenelina de las tocadas?..¿debemos acaso conformarnos con ser ex-adolescentes?..o tal vez conformarnos con hacer música en cuatro paredes y de forma anónima...¡Canastos!..¡Vivan las tocadas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y7tHfm7CzTU/TWkOM1Kmm-I/AAAAAAAADV0/87CesOoP5Rs/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-y7tHfm7CzTU/TWkOM1Kmm-I/AAAAAAAADV0/87CesOoP5Rs/s320/8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2011/02/primer-aniversario-de-rockanrolera-26.html' title='Primer aniversario de Rockanrolera (26-02-2011)'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-MzsEooz7MUQ/TWkOBrp0YRI/AAAAAAAADVw/jdcdFj5ir-8/s72-c/183110_183712801665815_100000812886423_404420_355187_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8456368429157881140</id><published>2011-01-20T21:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T03:02:46.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Cartel perdido de Lodo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TTj3KpsgVlI/AAAAAAAADS0/n6G3h_0f7KY/s1600/cartel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564469101979522642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TTj3KpsgVlI/AAAAAAAADS0/n6G3h_0f7KY/s400/cartel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mientras Rito Rosales remata su batería por E-bay (y por Facebook) aquí recordamos una célebre tocada en la U.A.Z. allá por 1992...tuvimos como invitado a Rubencito Hernández en el sax...y terminamos por supuesto, bastante intoxicados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8456368429157881140?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/lodorock' title='Cartel perdido de Lodo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8456368429157881140/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8456368429157881140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8456368429157881140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8456368429157881140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2011/01/cartel-perdido-de-lodo.html' title='Cartel perdido de Lodo'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TTj3KpsgVlI/AAAAAAAADS0/n6G3h_0f7KY/s72-c/cartel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6236961069728711593</id><published>2010-12-30T10:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:11:13.142-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bosnia'/><title type='text'>23 diciembre de 2010: Bosnia de Santa Teresita del Niño Jesus....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxtMbk1mI/AAAAAAAADQM/AE4q2kpFfH4/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556511430257464930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxtMbk1mI/AAAAAAAADQM/AE4q2kpFfH4/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus: tinto..Carlo y Memo: Chelas...Rito: cocktails...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxk12jmDI/AAAAAAAADQE/ee8kmBg5NiU/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556511286757660722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxk12jmDI/AAAAAAAADQE/ee8kmBg5NiU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Memo da un saludo afectivo a Rito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxYMjbBjI/AAAAAAAADP8/S6P2Iysvwlg/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556511069513123378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxYMjbBjI/AAAAAAAADP8/S6P2Iysvwlg/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Con el temporizador y a ras de piedra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxNktPwbI/AAAAAAAADP0/b3oumDKHlIo/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556510887018217906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxNktPwbI/AAAAAAAADP0/b3oumDKHlIo/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Joe "Fucking" Montana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6236961069728711593?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6236961069728711593/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6236961069728711593&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6236961069728711593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6236961069728711593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/12/23-diciembre-de-2010-bosnia-de-santa.html' title='23 diciembre de 2010: Bosnia de Santa Teresita del Niño Jesus....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TRyxtMbk1mI/AAAAAAAADQM/AE4q2kpFfH4/s72-c/9.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1319020175077555042</id><published>2010-12-15T07:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T07:29:57.620-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='el ocaso del Lodo'/><title type='text'>Evidencia irrefutable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Desde tiempos inmemorables dentro de un año normal, había dos fechas sagradas donde se celebraba el "Linaje Lodo"..15 de septiembre y una posada...pero en 2009-2010..las cosa cambiaron gracias a que Rito -si, aquel que se la pasa culpando al resto de la ruptura- y Vic encontraron mejores maneras de pasar tan intensas fechas...posada-Lodo??? ni pensarlo!..bueno, posada si, pero sé que vamos a ir los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;(Técnica Rito: No ir a las celebraciones, pero buscar a Varela al dia siguiente y pistear en privado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" 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Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1319020175077555042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1319020175077555042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/12/evidencia-irrefutable.html' title='Evidencia irrefutable'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-192708753158322080</id><published>2010-12-06T06:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T06:53:09.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Si...ok ok ok..pero quienes fueron LODOS????!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZyuJCe5I/AAAAAAAADOI/Ec3OlVmczUo/s1600/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547548306416237458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZyuJCe5I/AAAAAAAADOI/Ec3OlVmczUo/s400/c.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Re- Formación (2002-2010): Rito, Vic, Gus y Memo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Época fusilera...tocaditas en bares..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZdJ2ha5I/AAAAAAAADOA/a8nK7CYw4nE/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547547935897643922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZdJ2ha5I/AAAAAAAADOA/a8nK7CYw4nE/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1998-2002): Carlo, Rito, Vic y Gus (sentado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tocadas en el TNT...y otros antruchos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZPmoMIvI/AAAAAAAADN4/jJz0A9Y28mw/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547547703103988466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZPmoMIvI/AAAAAAAADN4/jJz0A9Y28mw/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1997): Carlo, Memo, Rito, Gus y José.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grabación en Ags...Festivales Underground...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzY0BnFBuI/AAAAAAAADNw/-xeW79Gfk0w/s1600/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547547229310748386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzY0BnFBuI/AAAAAAAADNw/-xeW79Gfk0w/s400/28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1990): Picocho, Gus, Rito y Vic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abriendo al TRI, Debut en Festival Cultural...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzYimH9EsI/AAAAAAAADNo/wmn1bOZQFHg/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547546929874670274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzYimH9EsI/AAAAAAAADNo/wmn1bOZQFHg/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1988-1990/1991-1992): Rito, Memo, Gus y Vic.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buenas ideas, casi todo lo compuesto por Lodo fué en este inter...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzYVNtx6pI/AAAAAAAADNg/QhwVkzOre2o/s1600/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547546699984136850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzYVNtx6pI/AAAAAAAADNg/QhwVkzOre2o/s400/29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1995-1996): Gus, Carlo, Rito y José&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constancia, ensayo...y mucha fiesta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzX6TfYtZI/AAAAAAAADNY/fkCuFaKbj3Y/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547546237677909394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzX6TfYtZI/AAAAAAAADNY/fkCuFaKbj3Y/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación (1993): Lalo, Vic, Gus y Rito....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gira, primera grabación, rolas en la radio!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-192708753158322080?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/192708753158322080/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=192708753158322080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/192708753158322080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/192708753158322080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/12/siok-ok-okpero-quienes-fueron-lodos.html' title='Si...ok ok ok..pero quienes fueron LODOS????!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPzZyuJCe5I/AAAAAAAADOI/Ec3OlVmczUo/s72-c/c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1141416916110374886</id><published>2010-12-04T09:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T12:51:07.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>La flama se extingue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPpZPG9bjUI/AAAAAAAADMw/_m9jXra7q9E/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546844007161367874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPpZPG9bjUI/AAAAAAAADMw/_m9jXra7q9E/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La lumbrita que encendía el fuego de Lodo, poco a poco es extinta por los vientos tibios de la vida en familia...todo lo que hay es nostalgia..recuerdos..y este blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nota aclaratoria: al momento de la foto, Guillermo Dueñas no estaba ahi, pues estaba en su sagrado trabajo..(los demás TAMPOCO "estábanos")&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abúr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1141416916110374886?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1141416916110374886/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1141416916110374886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1141416916110374886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1141416916110374886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/12/la-flama-se-extingue.html' title='La flama se extingue...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TPpZPG9bjUI/AAAAAAAADMw/_m9jXra7q9E/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8877905355248901780</id><published>2010-08-09T13:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T13:29:41.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Foro de Lodo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBHBUPrpmI/AAAAAAAADB4/zGYH-n6SGtQ/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503476832586671714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBHBUPrpmI/AAAAAAAADB4/zGYH-n6SGtQ/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Recomendar a Rito y Memo alguna dieta baja en grasas y/o calorías pero con sensación de tener algo sustancioso en el abdomen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGqzy2pnI/AAAAAAAADBw/HzPhO542cTo/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503476445918701170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGqzy2pnI/AAAAAAAADBw/HzPhO542cTo/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Comer mucha fibra...pero no demasiada"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGgfUp1VI/AAAAAAAADBo/sdVcOJP4H-k/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503476268624631122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGgfUp1VI/AAAAAAAADBo/sdVcOJP4H-k/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Coro: "Ya pa-qué...tenemos 41!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGLfzOwJI/AAAAAAAADBg/_jBiteuM3lg/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503475907975626898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBGLfzOwJI/AAAAAAAADBg/_jBiteuM3lg/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; No discutir y contemplar la bella vista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8877905355248901780?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/lodorock' title='Foro de Lodo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8877905355248901780/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8877905355248901780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8877905355248901780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8877905355248901780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/08/foro-de-lodo.html' title='Foro de Lodo'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/TGBHBUPrpmI/AAAAAAAADB4/zGYH-n6SGtQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1594594794704514818</id><published>2010-07-27T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:57:02.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><title type='text'>100 posts 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No salió el sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rola escrita y grabada en 1999 por Gustavo, Víctor, Carlo y Rito...con imagenes de los años 2008 y 2009...donde se ve a la formación actual de Lodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_K-cC_lgY6s&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_K-cC_lgY6s&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donde estabas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrita por Memo Dueñas algún dia de 1991, grabada en 2007 y con imagenes de la presentación de Lodo en el Festival Cultural Zacatecas 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGhybmVDxVg&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGhybmVDxVg&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1594594794704514818?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1594594794704514818/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1594594794704514818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link 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nuevo atrás</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQxszQGiI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Zku0UpHh-U0/s1600/g.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474073424350419490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQxszQGiI/AAAAAAAAC6o/Zku0UpHh-U0/s400/g.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; De nuevo atrás/listos para volar/ en el cielo azul/ el mundo es asi/no hay un rastro de amor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQjfQm8TI/AAAAAAAAC6g/C-minZp7aYE/s1600/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474073180197286194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQjfQm8TI/AAAAAAAAC6g/C-minZp7aYE/s400/f.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; No volverán los sueños de papel/ solos vendrán/ solos se irán/ no necesito de esa miel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQQS3wOqI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/TtUeR5VTT4o/s1600/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474072850454297250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fQQS3wOqI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/TtUeR5VTT4o/s400/d.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Link Gtr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fP-gRK0NI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/wNXbXuUZo7A/s1600/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474072544812912850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fP-gRK0NI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/wNXbXuUZo7A/s400/c.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Te crees mucha mujer/ cuando lo dices hacer cerca de mi/ lejos de mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fPrjPfNII/AAAAAAAAC6I/jC_Q9J5_tgg/s1600/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474072219193652354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fPrjPfNII/AAAAAAAAC6I/jC_Q9J5_tgg/s400/b.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Nunca logré suponer/ que lo que de ti tomé vinagre fué/ vinagre fué&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fPccedY5I/AAAAAAAAC6A/cpq0G_fNJ8I/s1600/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474071959679361938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_fPccedY5I/AAAAAAAAC6A/cpq0G_fNJ8I/s400/a.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Repetir) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-819883628855264438?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/819883628855264438/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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madres e incompleta...pero vaya este ensayito de hace 2 años como homenaje a nuestro héroe Cerati!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1995648069393884525?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1995648069393884525/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1995648069393884525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1995648069393884525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1995648069393884525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/05/fue.html' title='Fué'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6328321074848183378</id><published>2010-05-18T22:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:51:52.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicias Caseras</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/evLVFXBxnOA&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/evLVFXBxnOA&amp;hl=es_MX&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viendo una película porno Carlo, Gus y yo/Rito haciendo muecas nos reprimió/es de un texto gacho este pinche rock'n roll/nosotros seguimos el video-show!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6328321074848183378?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6328321074848183378/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6328321074848183378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6328321074848183378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6328321074848183378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/05/delicias-caseras.html' title='Delicias Caseras'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6019666947488605339</id><published>2010-05-16T13:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:52:43.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Viento de Octubre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4-M-LYUI/AAAAAAAAC54/VfpS-6M_rwM/s1600/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471936188540215618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4-M-LYUI/AAAAAAAAC54/VfpS-6M_rwM/s400/d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Algo cansados cuando se cumplen mas de 40...se pierde un poco la energía y la chispa..aunque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4sHdsaZI/AAAAAAAAC5w/x1RRB0rilBk/s1600/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471935877824145810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4sHdsaZI/AAAAAAAAC5w/x1RRB0rilBk/s400/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ..el amor por la música sigue..los ojos ya despiertos se obligan a trabajar por dinero y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4XyIy_6I/AAAAAAAAC5o/ofLo0UPXgt4/s1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471935528501968802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/S_A4XyIy_6I/AAAAAAAAC5o/ofLo0UPXgt4/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ...prestigio..dejando para "mejor tiempo" los sueños de grandeza -eso es para los chavos!- alguien de estos 4 dijo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5375757912417404247</id><published>2010-05-07T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:12:49.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LODO LIENZO CHARRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB7q72m3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/208-lhccG-c/s1600/25819_380486799134_725629134_3923615_2332435_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468638709672221554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB7q72m3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/208-lhccG-c/s400/25819_380486799134_725629134_3923615_2332435_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goma Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB7Li9uwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RnxuXPgit78/s1600/25819_380485879134_725629134_3923604_6683717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468638701246331650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB7Li9uwI/AAAAAAAAAqY/RnxuXPgit78/s400/25819_380485879134_725629134_3923604_6683717_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB603g5CI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ciboJ4bFnUo/s1600/25819_380485874134_725629134_3923603_5617559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468638695158506530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB603g5CI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/ciboJ4bFnUo/s400/25819_380485874134_725629134_3923603_5617559_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Memo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB6W99TpI/AAAAAAAAAqI/vY9CJiCqVtU/s1600/25819_380486279134_725629134_3923610_1541604_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468638687132470930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB6W99TpI/AAAAAAAAAqI/vY9CJiCqVtU/s400/25819_380486279134_725629134_3923610_1541604_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB6JNaGgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BAkccB1mtIs/s1600/26058_410860342993_542572993_5105357_4279555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468638683439176194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB6JNaGgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/BAkccB1mtIs/s400/26058_410860342993_542572993_5105357_4279555_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1zh1sTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-BhNoYoULr4/s1600/25819_380486274134_725629134_3923609_660078_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468636409876558130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1zh1sTI/AAAAAAAAAp4/-BhNoYoULr4/s400/25819_380486274134_725629134_3923609_660078_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reverdeciendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1S1M88I/AAAAAAAAApw/h0dXaZ0Xfdg/s1600/25819_380485884134_725629134_3923605_2699188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468636401099404226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1S1M88I/AAAAAAAAApw/h0dXaZ0Xfdg/s400/25819_380485884134_725629134_3923605_2699188_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dando color de nuevo en el 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1FloAEI/AAAAAAAAApo/OCnp1hWgPjQ/s1600/25819_380485484134_725629134_3923597_7360311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468636397544407106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-R_1FloAEI/AAAAAAAAApo/OCnp1hWgPjQ/s400/25819_380485484134_725629134_3923597_7360311_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dandole este año y volviendo a las tocadas...22 añitos y lo que falta...volviendo tambien al blogueo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5375757912417404247?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5375757912417404247/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5375757912417404247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5375757912417404247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5375757912417404247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2010/05/lodo-lienzo-charro.html' title='LODO LIENZO CHARRO'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/S-SB7q72m3I/AAAAAAAAAqg/208-lhccG-c/s72-c/25819_380486799134_725629134_3923615_2332435_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3723374541759765789</id><published>2009-07-10T10:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T10:45:17.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Lo que no se vió...(de la última tocada)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5Z4Jmc7QlE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5Z4Jmc7QlE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspectos inéditos de la presentación de LODO en "Contemporáneo"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sldg9enXt0I/AAAAAAAACtI/gaNQ8dWt7ZI/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356856891086976834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sldg9enXt0I/AAAAAAAACtI/gaNQ8dWt7ZI/s400/DSC00875.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La raza puma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgjnunkrI/AAAAAAAACtA/0-JW98yKWyo/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356856446856696498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgjnunkrI/AAAAAAAACtA/0-JW98yKWyo/s400/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Uno de los Veinte...antes del toquín..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgURlcykI/AAAAAAAACs4/GIpO_Ebn8P8/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356856183214623298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgURlcykI/AAAAAAAACs4/GIpO_Ebn8P8/s400/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Para los que pedían ver tetas en este blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgFh4tvQI/AAAAAAAACsw/tboFYZZqkOo/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855929892355330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SldgFh4tvQI/AAAAAAAACsw/tboFYZZqkOo/s400/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Claus..gran fan de Zombie (de Indigente)..y de Lodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sldf1-EgfXI/AAAAAAAACso/aAujx41sVY8/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356855662580104562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sldf1-EgfXI/AAAAAAAACso/aAujx41sVY8/s400/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes del shou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3723374541759765789?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/3723374541759765789/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=3723374541759765789&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3723374541759765789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3723374541759765789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/07/lo-que-no-se-viode-la-ultima-tocada.html' title='Lo que no se vió...(de la última tocada)'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sldg9enXt0I/AAAAAAAACtI/gaNQ8dWt7ZI/s72-c/DSC00875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2080094360794488826</id><published>2009-06-28T09:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:48:39.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Por fin...tocada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd_lF1JmlI/AAAAAAAACr4/K89MGjGOzdY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352386957350115922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd_lF1JmlI/AAAAAAAACr4/K89MGjGOzdY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Haciendo de lado sus actividades "oficiales"..Memo y Rito se dan un tiempo para mostrar su lado rebelde....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd-LIEg54I/AAAAAAAACrw/yq8jucXKGzs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352385411763201922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd-LIEg54I/AAAAAAAACrw/yq8jucXKGzs/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Con algo de artritis y calvicie grado 4.. Gus se esfuerza en completar un difícil riff (inventado por él mismo años antes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd9XY3hl3I/AAAAAAAACro/Fuk8c0D0hRI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352384522918926194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd9XY3hl3I/AAAAAAAACro/Fuk8c0D0hRI/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Débiles visuales enfrentan a un público del bar "Contemporáneo" que en promedio eran menores en mitad a Lodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd81mD12NI/AAAAAAAACrg/FEzVuJv7d6k/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383942344693970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd81mD12NI/AAAAAAAACrg/FEzVuJv7d6k/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pero el rock no tiene edad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd7meyNyYI/AAAAAAAACrY/mtqq8odFJL4/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382583182051714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd7meyNyYI/AAAAAAAACrY/mtqq8odFJL4/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Desempolvan viejas rolas de Lodo y son mostradas a los chavales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd6mlAH6GI/AAAAAAAACrQ/KNPLtBO-d4U/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381485339371618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd6mlAH6GI/AAAAAAAACrQ/KNPLtBO-d4U/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Logrando capturar el interés del respetable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd6JXHJflI/AAAAAAAACrI/nk1fp0AxaL4/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352380983394532946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd6JXHJflI/AAAAAAAACrI/nk1fp0AxaL4/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A estas alturas Memo pidió un murciélago vivo para comer algo en público...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2080094360794488826?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2080094360794488826/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2080094360794488826&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2080094360794488826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2080094360794488826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/06/por-fintocada.html' title='Por fin...tocada!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Skd_lF1JmlI/AAAAAAAACr4/K89MGjGOzdY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-468293479696810848</id><published>2009-06-24T17:28:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:20:33.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>La espera de Gus.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKq63frpQI/AAAAAAAACrA/Mwjrhzb67AQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351027235575538946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKq63frpQI/AAAAAAAACrA/Mwjrhzb67AQ/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus pensando (1): "Sabe porque no han llegado al ensayo mis amigos...bueno, mientras puedo cambiar la cuerda..ah! buenos tiempos cuando queriamos triunfar...eso si era entusiasmo...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKqcGW_naI/AAAAAAAACq4/-rE8XJu18MM/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351026706989686178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKqcGW_naI/AAAAAAAACq4/-rE8XJu18MM/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus pensando (2):"Sabe porque han tardado mis amigos...bueno..mientras preparo la cámara para tener algo que subir al blog oficial de Lodo...ah..que buenos tiempos aquellos..que buenos tiempos...!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al mismo tiempo y...no lejos de ahi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKpnBygreI/AAAAAAAACqw/0952EJWbHss/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351025795229855202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKpnBygreI/AAAAAAAACqw/0952EJWbHss/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sin Comentarios (1): Música de fondo "Marcha Zacatecas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKpJswmnzI/AAAAAAAACqo/qKAN7AKiREc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351025291368505138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKpJswmnzI/AAAAAAAACqo/qKAN7AKiREc/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sin comentarios (2): Música de fondo "Marcha Zacatecas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Ah..que tiempos aquellos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOe-WdZ_6FE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOe-WdZ_6FE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conclusión: Tocando solo y acabóse la batería de la cámara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-468293479696810848?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/468293479696810848/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=468293479696810848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/468293479696810848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/468293479696810848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-espera-de-gus.html' title='La espera de Gus.....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SkKq63frpQI/AAAAAAAACrA/Mwjrhzb67AQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-15680104458146750</id><published>2009-06-22T14:22:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:39:27.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><title type='text'>Pero..¡por favor dádme noticias de LODO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_bdJBvMEI/AAAAAAAACqg/XTLsH8f9JTk/s1600-h/89-99.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350236176025333826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_bdJBvMEI/AAAAAAAACqg/XTLsH8f9JTk/s400/89-99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1989/1999...........¿2009?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_bILPz4jI/AAAAAAAACqY/9bmpmfrr0aQ/s1600-h/04-Jos%C3%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235815843979826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_bILPz4jI/AAAAAAAACqY/9bmpmfrr0aQ/s400/04-Jos%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; José Soto (teclista 1995/1998) se ha retirado de los escenarios..y es ahora un esposo y padre ejemplar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_a_1gp0ZI/AAAAAAAACqQ/p0pZG5gARbE/s1600-h/99-gus-mauro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235672570089874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_a_1gp0ZI/AAAAAAAACqQ/p0pZG5gARbE/s400/99-gus-mauro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus (guitarrista-aquí en acordeón-) se ha retirado de la bebida y la bohemia..y Maurillo ya prefiere que le digan Don Mauro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_au2W4PLI/AAAAAAAACqI/xPwNzIwB21w/s1600-h/lodo-gira.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235380739751090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_au2W4PLI/AAAAAAAACqI/xPwNzIwB21w/s400/lodo-gira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Han pasado mas de 15 años de su máximo logro...la Gira!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_ahO_R98I/AAAAAAAACqA/hahdmAUZh3o/s1600-h/93-lalo-queretaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235146833491906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_ahO_R98I/AAAAAAAACqA/hahdmAUZh3o/s400/93-lalo-queretaro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Lalo Gomas (bajista 1993/1995)..reflexiona..la verdad SÍ me gusta LODO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_aRJ6wuzI/AAAAAAAACp4/iASIr44DACA/s1600-h/03-vic-rito.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350234870594452274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_aRJ6wuzI/AAAAAAAACp4/iASIr44DACA/s400/03-vic-rito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic (teclista neo-chilango) y Rito (baterista) se reúnen secretamente en plan de compadres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_aI4-WPoI/AAAAAAAACpw/dPHAl8cRKN4/s1600-h/03-Memo+estudiando.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350234728607137410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_aI4-WPoI/AAAAAAAACpw/dPHAl8cRKN4/s400/03-Memo+estudiando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Memo (bajista) explora nuevas emociones con nuevos amigos y hasta un gurú...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se rumora que LODO volverá a los escenarios...será??..manténganse conectados!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-15680104458146750?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/15680104458146750/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=15680104458146750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/15680104458146750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/15680104458146750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/06/peropor-favor-dadme-noticias-de-lodo.html' title='Pero..¡por favor dádme noticias de LODO!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sj_bdJBvMEI/AAAAAAAACqg/XTLsH8f9JTk/s72-c/89-99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3524685892026342626</id><published>2009-04-25T22:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:33:34.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Los miembros distinguidos de LODO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SfPU1GUdRjI/AAAAAAAACkA/qj7Y1WSSUaI/s1600-h/cartel+2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328836792804001330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SfPU1GUdRjI/AAAAAAAACkA/qj7Y1WSSUaI/s400/cartel+2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Formación Original en 2005 (Gus, Vic, Memo y Rito)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SfPUbIiTVqI/AAAAAAAACj4/QovObAh96EI/s1600-h/%C3%A1rbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328836346722342562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SfPUbIiTVqI/AAAAAAAACj4/QovObAh96EI/s400/%C3%A1rbol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3524685892026342626?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/3524685892026342626/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=3524685892026342626&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3524685892026342626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3524685892026342626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/04/los-miembros-distinguidos-de-lodo.html' title='Los miembros distinguidos de LODO'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SfPU1GUdRjI/AAAAAAAACkA/qj7Y1WSSUaI/s72-c/cartel+2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2221855440657522413</id><published>2009-03-27T18:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:11:35.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Escena primera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sc1qJgbEYfI/AAAAAAAACjE/ncgaMcyl3Lk/s1600-h/escaleras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318023446549258738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sc1qJgbEYfI/AAAAAAAACjE/ncgaMcyl3Lk/s400/escaleras.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capítulo 1. De los orígenes de “Lodo”.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dramatis Personae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Víc –el Goma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-(tecladista, estudiante de Ingeniería electrónica en la U.A.Z., el hijo de Luis Félix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (tecladista, primo de Vic, estudiante de Arquitectura en I.T.Z.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Memo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (bajista, amigo de los primeros, estudiante de Arquitectura en I.T.Z. el de mayor estatura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (baterista, estudiante de Arquitectura en I.T.Z., el mas fortachón)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (guitarrista, estudiante de Arquitectura en I.T.Z. el mas gordito)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escena Primera:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;El cuarto de estudio (recámara de Gus) un órgano Hammond, un teclado de cuerdas Yamaha, una guitarra Fender,  un bajo Fender y una batería hechiza.  Día 2 de mayo de 1988, 13:00hs. Gus toca el teclado Hammond y Rito arma la batería en espera del resto de la banda.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                 Acordes de Do y Fa mayor alternándose…&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Mira esa es una de mis rolas&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      (mintiendo) está chi-chida…vamos a tocarla..&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Ya mañana es la tocada y no tenemos nada eh wey?    &lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      Con que sa-sa-quemos unas tres no?&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Simón…y las repetimos…a ver a que hora llegan estos…&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      Y que tal es tu-u-u primo…se ve que le pasa el rock…&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Que????...a ese fresa?...no wey.. al Vic hay que hablarle de Timbiriche   y  lo tienes contento…&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                                      No m-m-mames..yo creí que le gusta-a-a-ba el Judas..como usa playeras negras…&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                Pasos acercándose entran Omar y Memo con una consola marca Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Omar:                   Que pedo weyes?&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Trajiste Guamas?&lt;br /&gt;Omar:                   Simón, las trae este wey (volteando a ver a Memo)&lt;br /&gt;Memo:                (silencio)&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      Ya co-conéctense pues..&lt;br /&gt;Memo:                Y ontá el Goma?&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Pos dijo que venía a ver si no se raja..&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      Sa-saca pues las guamas!&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                                Destapador abriendo una cheve.&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                                      Ahhhh! (trago)…..breeep! (eructo)…..ah wey..&lt;br /&gt;un tra-traguito y ya me dieron ganas de miar!&lt;br /&gt;(Rito hace mutis)&lt;br /&gt;Omar:                   Tú dí que tocamos pues pinche Gus!&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Pos dale a estos acordes…nomás son dos…&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                Pasos (entra Vic )&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      Que onda?..pásale acomódate wey…ahí hay caguamas&lt;br /&gt;Vic:                                        Hola buenas tardes! (abre una beer)&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                Pasos (entra Rito)&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                     Rito te presento al Goma, Goma te presento a Rito..   &lt;br /&gt;Rito:                     Chogusto&lt;br /&gt;Vic:                      Chogusto!&lt;br /&gt;Memo:                (silencio)&lt;br /&gt;Omar:                   Vamos a darle..que estoy bien pinche nervioso…&lt;br /&gt;Gus:                      De aquí al estrellato cabrones!!&lt;br /&gt;Rito:                      No ma-mames pinche vejiga…voy de nuevo a mear!&lt;br /&gt;(Rito hace mutis)&lt;br /&gt;Sonido:                Acordes del “Rey Leonardo”…sin batería&lt;br /&gt;Fin de la escena primera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sc1p95tdivI/AAAAAAAACi8/ioEzNEza_Lg/s1600-h/omar_memo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318023247178861298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/03/escena-primera.html' title='Escena primera'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Sc1qJgbEYfI/AAAAAAAACjE/ncgaMcyl3Lk/s72-c/escaleras.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6707418504583992283</id><published>2009-03-17T18:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:58:36.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Un dia en la vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Un día en el cuarto de ensayos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBG48I5IjI/AAAAAAAACi0/AvFoLXzJFVM/s1600-h/lodo+octuber+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314325504327230002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBG48I5IjI/AAAAAAAACi0/AvFoLXzJFVM/s400/lodo+octuber+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBGMIvehRI/AAAAAAAACis/KBLRaAXwzLA/s1600-h/lodo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314324734616175890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBGMIvehRI/AAAAAAAACis/KBLRaAXwzLA/s400/lodo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBFljAr2CI/AAAAAAAACik/YjAX9Zmm6BM/s1600-h/lodo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314324071652775970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBFljAr2CI/AAAAAAAACik/YjAX9Zmm6BM/s400/lodo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBE3Jzp1HI/AAAAAAAACic/5JF7uBghHCc/s1600-h/lodo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314323274613249138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBE3Jzp1HI/AAAAAAAACic/5JF7uBghHCc/s400/lodo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBDl2Wk56I/AAAAAAAACiU/oCrrs18oCeE/s1600-h/lodo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314321877821613986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBDl2Wk56I/AAAAAAAACiU/oCrrs18oCeE/s400/lodo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBCzJdQsyI/AAAAAAAACiM/glQyiEMBMQw/s1600-h/lodo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314321006776595234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBCzJdQsyI/AAAAAAAACiM/glQyiEMBMQw/s400/lodo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6707418504583992283?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6707418504583992283/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6707418504583992283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6707418504583992283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6707418504583992283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-dia-en-la-vida.html' title='Un dia en la vida...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/ScBG48I5IjI/AAAAAAAACi0/AvFoLXzJFVM/s72-c/lodo+octuber+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-175335914764432259</id><published>2009-03-16T10:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:15:15.653-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rolas'/><title type='text'>Historia de una rola: Very first song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZ0h8NbBWv8&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZ0h8NbBWv8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primerísima rola compuesta por LODO allá por 1988 (abril) basada en las caricaturas del Rey Leonardo...un cuento de hadas distorsionado y malhechote...pero bueno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;El perro va..por el Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;hacia el funeral de Leonardo el Fab...&lt;br /&gt;La hormiga va...llora sin parar&lt;br /&gt;tras la desición del supremo señor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando yo era niño conocí al Fab&lt;br /&gt;me había prometido que me iba a heredar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y Mustafá agradecerá&lt;br /&gt;la jugosa cantidad que le heredará&lt;br /&gt;Su Majestad levanta el talón&lt;br /&gt;en la adversidad de la situación...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El bufón fornica a Su Majestad&lt;br /&gt;pobre Rey Leonardo yace en su lugar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G.Félix/V.Félix/G.Dueñas/R.Rosales)...&lt;br /&gt;pronto en You Tube...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-175335914764432259?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/175335914764432259/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=175335914764432259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/175335914764432259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/175335914764432259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/03/historia-de-una-rola-very-first-song.html' title='Historia de una rola: Very first song!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-272678458522173831</id><published>2009-03-02T13:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:13:52.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Historia de una rola: CARA DE CIELO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SawvuHf_r9I/AAAAAAAAChQ/RRcXWu7VG6s/s1600-h/anto11sd6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308670530096705490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SawvuHf_r9I/AAAAAAAAChQ/RRcXWu7VG6s/s400/anto11sd6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Con tal de darle "seriedad" e identidad al grupo, cierto día (noche) decidimos hojear algún libro de leyendas locales...al azar surgió una muy parecida a "La Llorona" pero en Jerez, Zac. llamada "Carita de Cielo"...que decía mas o menos así:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Esa tarde era como cualquier otra. Los destellos rojizos reflejados por las nubes anunciaban la proximidad de la noche. Perdidos entre antiguas y señoriales criptas, viejos instrumentos pulsados por aún más viejos músicos dejaban escapar tristes notas musicales; mientras con el rostro demacrado, Manuel Rincón Varela seguía quedamente la letra de la melodía que cansinamente tocaban y cantaban cuatro miembros de una "Típica".&lt;br /&gt;"...Porque eres tú mi vida, mi dicha y mi ilusión, la jóven más querida, Anita consentida escucha mi canción..."&lt;br /&gt;-Ya vámonos Manuel, ya van a cerrar el panteón, son casi las siete-. Rincón Varela asintió con un leve movimiento de cabeza, y momentos después todos se perdían en las tinieblas que ya comenzaban a enseñorearse de la entonces pequeña ciudad de Jerez.&lt;br /&gt;Bajo el cobijo de una sórdida taberna Manuel daba rienda suelta a su aflicción. ¿Por qué? ¿Por qué la vida le quitaba de golpe todo? Al influjo del licor, en su cerebo se agolparon recuerdos que pugnaban por huir . . .&lt;br /&gt;De fascinantes ojos azules, porte altivo y bella figura era Ana María, nacida el 26 de julio de 1921 en una ranchería al pie del cerro de El Despeñadero, hija de don J. Refugio Berumen y Soledad Valdez. La belleza de sus facciones subyugaba a quienes la habían visto. A pesar de su juventud, despertaba la admiración de los que la trataron. Algunas noches -y pese a la estricta vigilancia de sus padres-, la calle de El Espejo se llenaba con los ecos de las armoniosas canciones que frente a los barandales de su casa dedicaban los jerezanos. Fue una canción que comenzaba a ser escuchada en antiguas y monstruosas radiolas, la que motivó a que la nombraran "Carita de Cielo". Agustín Lara, con su temblante voz, acompañada de los acordes de su piano, pregonaba en "La hora íntima" de la naciente XEW:&lt;br /&gt;"Carita de cielo muchacha temprana; aquella mañana bajo un limonero, te dije: Te quiero. Carita de cielo rosa tempranera si al cielo miraras, en el cielo vieras brillando tu cara..."&lt;br /&gt;Y Emilio Torres parodió hábilmente la canción, quizá porque los ojos azules de Ana María evocaban la celeste bóveda, y así cantaban:&lt;br /&gt;"Mientras que yo te amaba mi bella Ana María, mi corazón te daba y mi alma te ofrecía..."&lt;br /&gt;-Manuel, nada ganas con atormentarte. Vuelve a hacer tu vida. No vivas del recuerdo. Haz de cuenta que Anita fue un bonito sueño nada más. Olvida lo pasado-. Haciendo caso omiso del intencionado consejo y mientras acomodaba una corona de gardenias todavía bañadas por el matinal rocío sobre una lápida, Rincón Varela actuando casi como un sonámbulo, pidió con débil voz: -Ya saben cual quiero que le canten-. De nada valieron las protestas de los ancianos músicos, y poco después, el ambiente se llenaba con las cansadas notas de los arcaicos instrumentos y las cascadas voces de los "Típicos".&lt;br /&gt;"... Anita le dije: mi vida te espera, no sé que me aflige -así yo le dije antes que muriera..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero “Lodo” hizo suya la versión…cambiando de “Carita” a “Cara de Cielo” y por supuesto con un "riff" de guitarra mas contemporáneo…dice así..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salgo a la calle en busca de Cara de Cielo&lt;br /&gt;Es un fantasma dicen, pero yo no creo&lt;br /&gt;Todos te siguen y dicen que no tiene pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te fuiste dicen antes de tu matrimonio&lt;br /&gt;Tu novio lleva rosas hasta en el otoño&lt;br /&gt;Todos te siguen mas yo de ti me enamoré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangre española eres yo sangre de un indio&lt;br /&gt;Más frente a frente haces lo que yo decido&lt;br /&gt;Todos te siguen mas yo de ti me enamoré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara de Cielo eres lo que mas deseo&lt;br /&gt;Si a un baile asisto siempre de catrín me visto&lt;br /&gt;Y de algún modo llamar un poco tu atención&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez me tires nena a loco alucinado&lt;br /&gt;Pero te extraño aunque sea de vez en cuando&lt;br /&gt;Rodilla al suelo, mi cara al cielo y tú sin pies…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(G.A. Félix/V.G. Félix) 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tres años, tres años ya desde que ella muriera. ¿Y por qué no muero yo?. -decía Manuel Rincón, mientras veía con fijeza y desesperación una piedra de cantera con un nombre y una fecha, piedra que cobijaba una tumba-. ¿Por qué no estoy para siempre con lo que más quiero?.Durante todos esos días Manuel había soportado los embates del tiempo. Frío, lluvias, calor. Quien no lo conociera y lo viera salir del Panteón confundido con las sombras nocturnas, fácilmente juraría haber presenciado un alma en pena escapada de alguna vetusta cripta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.galeon.com/berumen/leyenda1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.galeon.com/berumen/leyenda1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-272678458522173831?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/272678458522173831/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=272678458522173831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/272678458522173831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/272678458522173831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/03/historia-de-una-rola-cara-de-cielo.html' title='Historia de una rola: CARA DE CIELO'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SawvuHf_r9I/AAAAAAAAChQ/RRcXWu7VG6s/s72-c/anto11sd6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6453038232434890945</id><published>2009-02-24T17:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:12:30.760-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Robot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In memoriam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivió y murió.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6453038232434890945?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6453038232434890945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6453038232434890945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6453038232434890945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6453038232434890945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-memoriam.html' title='Robot'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4567572542225225087</id><published>2009-02-17T12:21:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T12:40:30.480-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>En algún punto de principios de siglo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsC5K6_lmI/AAAAAAAAChI/0-KCjppHV40/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303836167366481506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsC5K6_lmI/AAAAAAAAChI/0-KCjppHV40/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ritz y Gus en palomazo con los de "Áspid"...en 2000...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCygBadVI/AAAAAAAAChA/WljD8BYAVO8/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303836052771468626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCygBadVI/AAAAAAAAChA/WljD8BYAVO8/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito lanza un poderoso "yeah!" para despertar al respetable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCnEsv2cI/AAAAAAAACg4/eB-rsyU-vCA/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303835856458471874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCnEsv2cI/AAAAAAAACg4/eB-rsyU-vCA/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El conocido y publicitado político Varela tocaba entonces el bajo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCcqD8FNI/AAAAAAAACgw/Be3VuPt-Zus/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303835677509293266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCcqD8FNI/AAAAAAAACgw/Be3VuPt-Zus/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic "leía" las rolas en Plaza Goitia...y hoy 17 de feb...cumple 40!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCQQHdZ9I/AAAAAAAACgo/-v-VU5oKSvg/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303835464386308050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCQQHdZ9I/AAAAAAAACgo/-v-VU5oKSvg/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Entonces los lentes "Afeyaban" la imagen "limpia" de Gus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCKKZvoSI/AAAAAAAACgg/vI7OYZk3u8A/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303835359773172002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsCKKZvoSI/AAAAAAAACgg/vI7OYZk3u8A/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Flor Herrera en los coritos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsB6pOzwXI/AAAAAAAACgY/hVIA6bSJYlY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303835093170897266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsB6pOzwXI/AAAAAAAACgY/hVIA6bSJYlY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Carlo Varela se distrae con los encantos de Alfa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsBJ_i6iUI/AAAAAAAACgQ/SXXHgg4Cph8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303834257347217730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsBJ_i6iUI/AAAAAAAACgQ/SXXHgg4Cph8/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Long time ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsAnDGmgaI/AAAAAAAACgI/6Kl_HSo7eOo/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303833657006784930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsAnDGmgaI/AAAAAAAACgI/6Kl_HSo7eOo/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Dueñas se reintegró en 2003....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4567572542225225087?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4567572542225225087/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4567572542225225087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4567572542225225087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4567572542225225087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-algun-punto-de-principios-de-siglo.html' title='En algún punto de principios de siglo....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SZsC5K6_lmI/AAAAAAAAChI/0-KCjppHV40/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-192384245651270213</id><published>2009-02-06T19:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:49:02.651-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ritz on holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armando Palomas'/><title type='text'>Otras del Archivo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzhC_pVKRI/AAAAAAAACgA/bJITpIOB1D0/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299858303069006098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzhC_pVKRI/AAAAAAAACgA/bJITpIOB1D0/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ese día los meseros del Fraga se metieron en problemas por no dar a tiempo una orden de "cocas chicas" al grandote Dueñas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzg3RNmuaI/AAAAAAAACf4/1palryR7L-I/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299858101626124706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzg3RNmuaI/AAAAAAAACf4/1palryR7L-I/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esta imagen fue capturada un "estraño" momento en el que Vic SÍ acertó el acorde que seguía...esto que fué una rareza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgurgDfWI/AAAAAAAACfw/zvC435I3gzI/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299857954064006498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgurgDfWI/AAAAAAAACfw/zvC435I3gzI/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Lo que les falta es seguridad en el escenario" aseveró Varela..el Brian Epstein región 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgiuoK9lI/AAAAAAAACfo/FK_pMH4MWZM/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299857748744926802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgiuoK9lI/AAAAAAAACfo/FK_pMH4MWZM/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Armando Palomas es una muestra de que se puede ser chido aún siendo chingón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgaJy4gyI/AAAAAAAACfg/r5lKM8GQOl0/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299857601418789666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgaJy4gyI/AAAAAAAACfg/r5lKM8GQOl0/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aquel día en el Quinta Real los rockeros zacatecanos volvieron a voltear a ver a Lodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgRUWfpQI/AAAAAAAACfY/ObXiw2R310c/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299857449633686786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzgRUWfpQI/AAAAAAAACfY/ObXiw2R310c/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus captura la escencia de las primeras composiciones de Lodo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-192384245651270213?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/192384245651270213/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=192384245651270213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/192384245651270213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/192384245651270213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/02/otras-del-archivo.html' title='Otras del Archivo...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SYzhC_pVKRI/AAAAAAAACgA/bJITpIOB1D0/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7122274077421646982</id><published>2009-01-04T14:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:37:58.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo CD'/><title type='text'>Gráficos que no vieron la luz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEdIbJxQDI/AAAAAAAACc0/ERI3Nrq3oKQ/s1600-h/PICT0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287539468074565682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEdIbJxQDI/AAAAAAAACc0/ERI3Nrq3oKQ/s400/PICT0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Primero se "boceteó" un homenaje al "Wish you were here"...y no gustó...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcshg_efI/AAAAAAAACcs/91luVfYnu7U/s1600-h/demo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538988746242546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcshg_efI/AAAAAAAACcs/91luVfYnu7U/s400/demo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Adentro referencias marihuaneras y religiosas...no gustaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcjPhK_iI/AAAAAAAACck/uxRdpzmu6g4/s1600-h/centro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538829296336418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcjPhK_iI/AAAAAAAACck/uxRdpzmu6g4/s400/centro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un poster con nuestras carotas en situaciones estúpidas...no gustó...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcUlqLy5I/AAAAAAAACcc/ceeGG6F2dgA/s1600-h/demo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287538577541680018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEcUlqLy5I/AAAAAAAACcc/ceeGG6F2dgA/s400/demo4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mas minimalista..pero no gustó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Es difícil darle gusto a 4 "genios" del diseño...y del rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7122274077421646982?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7122274077421646982/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7122274077421646982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7122274077421646982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7122274077421646982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2009/01/grficos-que-no-vieron-la-luz.html' title='Gráficos que no vieron la luz...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SWEdIbJxQDI/AAAAAAAACc0/ERI3Nrq3oKQ/s72-c/PICT0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5113193482680920040</id><published>2008-12-19T19:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:55:57.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><title type='text'>Antes del fracaso en el Festival de Auyidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxPT9hzdhI/AAAAAAAACa4/DXKlSvVz198/s1600-h/DSCF3809.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281683667351205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxPT9hzdhI/AAAAAAAACa4/DXKlSvVz198/s400/DSCF3809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Viva Cristo Rey!!"..exclamó Memo ante la mirada atónita de sus compañeros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxO6EXQhWI/AAAAAAAACaw/zLFlPKDo-Ls/s1600-h/DSCF3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281683222509421922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxO6EXQhWI/AAAAAAAACaw/zLFlPKDo-Ls/s400/DSCF3807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Pero que sea la última vez que tocamos con bongoes eh...?..me siento como si fuera a tocar en misa...". sentenció Ritz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxOXgthZ3I/AAAAAAAACao/AX468paLndw/s1600-h/DSCF3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281682628823574386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxOXgthZ3I/AAAAAAAACao/AX468paLndw/s400/DSCF3805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Estos son los acordes de &lt;em&gt;'Ahi viene Santa Clós'...&lt;/em&gt;no los olvides es nuestra rola clave..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al dia siguiente nadie asistió a la tocada...fin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5113193482680920040?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5113193482680920040/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5113193482680920040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5113193482680920040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5113193482680920040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/12/antes-del-fracaso-en-el-festival-de.html' title='Antes del fracaso en el Festival de Auyidos'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUxPT9hzdhI/AAAAAAAACa4/DXKlSvVz198/s72-c/DSCF3809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-167996710206658804</id><published>2008-12-13T22:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:36:55.804-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><title type='text'>Preparándose para el Festival de Auyidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSKQ4AMGMI/AAAAAAAACag/jnMk7Zkq8XU/s1600-h/DSCF3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279496685700782274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSKQ4AMGMI/AAAAAAAACag/jnMk7Zkq8XU/s400/DSCF3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Muy acústicos se emocionan por tocar otra vez después de casi un año....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSJyUg6rjI/AAAAAAAACaY/Kwqi7MeTzSo/s1600-h/DSCF3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279496160778300978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSJyUg6rjI/AAAAAAAACaY/Kwqi7MeTzSo/s400/DSCF3801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Memo suplica ayuda etílica....ayuda que no tarda en llegar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSJaPi_flI/AAAAAAAACaQ/2-rZO1CP-ho/s1600-h/DSCF3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279495747127967314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSJaPi_flI/AAAAAAAACaQ/2-rZO1CP-ho/s400/DSCF3803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus convoca a los fans a usar la máquina de cortar pelos no. 3...o similar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSI_4VOxmI/AAAAAAAACaI/Y5SEZiJd5Xw/s1600-h/DSCF3802.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279495294219634274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSI_4VOxmI/AAAAAAAACaI/Y5SEZiJd5Xw/s400/DSCF3802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito acude al ensayo con nuevo corte de pelos...mas Académico...tal vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-167996710206658804?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/167996710206658804/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=167996710206658804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/167996710206658804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/167996710206658804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/12/preparndose-para-el-festival-de-auyidos.html' title='Preparándose para el Festival de Auyidos'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SUSKQ4AMGMI/AAAAAAAACag/jnMk7Zkq8XU/s72-c/DSCF3806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4076815420583852720</id><published>2008-11-29T19:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:14:25.310-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Después de casi un año...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hi5.com/friend/photos/displayPhotoUser.do?photoId=2958110737&amp;ownerId=148017719&amp;albumId=136764495"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.hi5.com/0067/165/109/o39zza165109-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Este 13 de diciembre en el Foro Cultural del "Contemporáneo" tocará LODO un pequeño show acústico..asiste...es tempra...a las 3:33 de la tarde....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4076815420583852720?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4076815420583852720/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4076815420583852720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4076815420583852720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4076815420583852720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/11/despus-de-casi-un-ao.html' title='Después de casi un año...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6190805674357052700</id><published>2008-10-28T19:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:42:51.432-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>El incierto destino de LODO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-lUeIPQI/AAAAAAAACVc/x7s40pvba4I/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262384237965229314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-lUeIPQI/AAAAAAAACVc/x7s40pvba4I/s400/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; De momento...no hay planes..no hay tocadas...solo vacaciones forzadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-PaIFIVI/AAAAAAAACVU/f9XpimCu4Qs/s1600-h/DSC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262383861526241618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-PaIFIVI/AAAAAAAACVU/f9XpimCu4Qs/s400/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El alcohol ya no corre por las venas de Gus...y es poco el que corre por el resto de los viejos fabs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-FolReLI/AAAAAAAACVM/VfJJ8wq5LVs/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262383693608089778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-FolReLI/AAAAAAAACVM/VfJJ8wq5LVs/s400/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Solo Rito tiene el ánimo de posar para la lente del incierto blog del incierto LOdO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6190805674357052700?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6190805674357052700/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6190805674357052700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6190805674357052700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6190805674357052700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/10/el-incierto-destino-de-lodo.html' title='El incierto destino de LODO'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SQe-lUeIPQI/AAAAAAAACVc/x7s40pvba4I/s72-c/DSC00760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7756003707323383422</id><published>2008-09-21T20:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:51:30.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Sesion "Undrugged"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4sOcZaMI/AAAAAAAACRw/Ww9samBlH6c/s1600-h/IMG_2684.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655854422026434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4sOcZaMI/AAAAAAAACRw/Ww9samBlH6c/s320/IMG_2684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Toca este año, como en 88 y 98...sacarnos una ridícula foto aqui....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4nHtgwkI/AAAAAAAACRo/rMIICSOBqV8/s1600-h/IMG_2681.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655766715417154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4nHtgwkI/AAAAAAAACRo/rMIICSOBqV8/s320/IMG_2681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿Donde está Vitolo?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no lo sabemos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4fgLylLI/AAAAAAAACRg/hTXtdnXaPYI/s1600-h/IMG_2670.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655635845911730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4fgLylLI/AAAAAAAACRg/hTXtdnXaPYI/s320/IMG_2670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Operación hormiga...sacando la basura del estudio...como buenos scouts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4YVXS0NI/AAAAAAAACRY/AjBvuNCjoUc/s1600-h/IMG_2660.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655512682287314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4YVXS0NI/AAAAAAAACRY/AjBvuNCjoUc/s320/IMG_2660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El productor ejecutivo con su pose a la Woody Allen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4R9LvKwI/AAAAAAAACRQ/sjgbUjtRflc/s1600-h/IMG_2513.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655403112147714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4R9LvKwI/AAAAAAAACRQ/sjgbUjtRflc/s320/IMG_2513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Apuntes para un viejo bajista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4M2LWWII/AAAAAAAACRI/wSVCnrNFSs4/s1600-h/IMG_2511.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655315332126850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4M2LWWII/AAAAAAAACRI/wSVCnrNFSs4/s320/IMG_2511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Reviviendo "All along the watchtower" de Dylan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4GGIM2yI/AAAAAAAACRA/AG4l7nlaAc8/s1600-h/IMG_2510.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248655199354805026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4GGIM2yI/AAAAAAAACRA/AG4l7nlaAc8/s320/IMG_2510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esperando y desesperando...Gus llegó..pero Vic no...asi es la historia de LODO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7756003707323383422?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7756003707323383422/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7756003707323383422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7756003707323383422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7756003707323383422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/09/sesion-undrugged.html' title='Sesion &quot;Undrugged&quot;'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SNb4sOcZaMI/AAAAAAAACRw/Ww9samBlH6c/s72-c/IMG_2684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2122524694292538294</id><published>2008-09-20T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:09:05.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>Las camas están ardiendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hace algunos meses publiqué &lt;a href="http://jholaguepersonal.blogspot.com/2008/02/las-camas-estn-ardiendo.html"&gt;esto&lt;/a&gt; en mi&amp;nbsp;blog personal y hoy lo publico por acá, con uno que otro &amp;quot;retoque&amp;quot;,&amp;nbsp;para continuar&amp;nbsp;hablando un poco de la música que se escuchaba por ahí de los años previos al nacimiento de Lodo.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Resulta que mientras escribía&amp;nbsp;una&amp;nbsp;nota sobre baterías de laptops&amp;nbsp;recordé de una canción que tuvo mucho éxito allá&amp;nbsp;por finales de la década de los 80, cuando&amp;nbsp;ya se hablaba mucho sobre ecología, la capa superior de ozono y el calentamiento global, y&amp;nbsp;el grupo australiano &lt;a href="http://www.midnightoil.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Midnight Oil&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;lanzó una canción sobre el tema,&amp;nbsp;me refiero a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Beds are Burning&lt;/strong&gt;, que&amp;nbsp;está incluida en el disco &lt;strong&gt;Diesel and Dust&lt;/strong&gt;, grabado y lanzado en 1986 pero que llegó a Mexico entre finales de&amp;nbsp;1987 y principios de 1988, si no mal recuerdo.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;En esa época yo estaba estudiando en Guadalajara y había grupos que pugnaban fuertemente por evitar el uso de desodorantes y pinturas en aerosol, por el fuerte daño que se estaba causando a la capa superior de ozono y se decía que para revertir este daño era necesario, además de evitar el uso de aerosoles, la urgente reforestación los principales pulmones naturales de la Tierra, como la selva del Amazonas y la Lacandona, y que aún con estas acciones la regeneración de la capa de ozono no se llevaría menos de cincuenta años;&amp;nbsp;al día de hoy, más de veinte años después,&amp;nbsp;las cosas no han mejorado mucho que digamos, seguimos lanzando grandes cantidades de emisiones contaminantes a la atmósfera, la tierra&amp;nbsp;continúa un proceso de calentamiento, el desierto se expande, los polos se derriten, los pronósticos no son de lo más alentadores, se preveé que en pocos años el agua dulce se va a agotar, los rayos solares nos van quemar, muchas especies de plantas y animales se habrán de extinguir, las tierras&amp;nbsp;aptas para el&amp;nbsp;cultivo van a ser cada vez menos; vaya, las cosas no van a ser simples,&amp;nbsp;pero algo tenemos que hacer urgentemente para revertir esta tendencia cuanto antes.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;blockquote dir="ltr" style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Beds are Burning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Midnight Oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Out where the river broke&lt;br&gt;The bloodwood and the desert oak&lt;br&gt;Holden wrecks and boiling diesels&lt;br&gt;Steam in forty five degrees&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The time has come&lt;br&gt;To say fair&amp;#39;s fair&lt;br&gt;To pay the rent&lt;br&gt; To pay our share&lt;br&gt;The time has come&lt;br&gt;A fact&amp;#39;s a fact&lt;br&gt;It belongs to them&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s give it back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How can we dance when our earth is turning&lt;br&gt;How do we sleep while our beds are burning&lt;br&gt;How can we dance when our earth is turning&lt;br&gt; How do we sleep while our beds are burning&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The time has come to say fairs fair&lt;br&gt;to pay the rent, now to pay our share&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Four wheels scare the cockatoos&lt;br&gt;From Kintore East to Yuendemu&lt;br&gt;The western desert lives and breathes&lt;br&gt; In forty five degrees&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The time has come&lt;br&gt;To say fair&amp;#39;s fair&lt;br&gt;To pay the rent&lt;br&gt;To pay our share&lt;br&gt;The time has come&lt;br&gt;A fact&amp;#39;s a fact&lt;br&gt;It belongs to them&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s give it back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How can we dance when our earth is turning&lt;br&gt; How do we sleep while our beds are burning&lt;br&gt;How can we dance when our earth is turning&lt;br&gt;How do we sleep while our beds are burning&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The time has come to say fair&amp;#39;s fair&lt;br&gt;To pay the rent, now to pay our share&lt;br&gt; The time has come, a fact&amp;#39;s a fact&lt;br&gt;It belongs to them, we&amp;#39;re gonna give it back&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How can we dance when our earth is turning&lt;br&gt;How do we sleep while our beds are burning&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div&gt;Por cierto, recuerdo&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;algunos locutores de radio, tanto en Guadalajara como en Zacatecas, que decían que esta rola, sólo porque en español se llamó &lt;strong&gt;Las camas están ardiendo&lt;/strong&gt;, era de una temática &amp;quot;altamente erótica&amp;quot;, con un &amp;quot;alto contenido sexual&amp;quot;, y no se que otras guarradas; no cabe duda de que para ser locutor de radio (o escribir en blogs, jejeje)&amp;nbsp;no se necesita tener demasiado cerebro.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jholaguepersonal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Jesús Olague&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2122524694292538294?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2122524694292538294/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2122524694292538294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2122524694292538294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2122524694292538294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/09/las-camas-estn-ardiendo.html' title='Las camas están ardiendo'/><author><name>Jesus Olague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09541639409613120098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iLeCFWlu3SA/SQuYCbREqfI/AAAAAAAAAqg/K8pNLCCfPTI/S220/LQENTQH+Cabeza+afeitada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-784692347198727227</id><published>2008-09-15T16:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:09:40.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>Muere Richard Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SM7TQn4y2VI/AAAAAAAACQE/Z-iegidfXdQ/s1600-h/01126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246362898471770450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SM7TQn4y2VI/AAAAAAAACQE/Z-iegidfXdQ/s320/01126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuando comenzó el pequeño mundo de LODO...este señor de arriba fué uno de nuestros héroes..nos iniciamos en el gusto por Pink Floyd con los acordes menores de "Breathe in the air" o "Us and them"...¿porqué los grandes deben morir?...no..realmente nunca mueren...&lt;br /&gt;Nunca olvidaremos que fuimos en grupo (LODO) a ver en vivo al Floyd en 1994...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias Richard Wright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultima reunión del Floyd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VtQCbpouMLw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VtQCbpouMLw&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-784692347198727227?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/784692347198727227/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=784692347198727227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/784692347198727227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/784692347198727227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/09/muere-richard-wright.html' title='Muere Richard Wright'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SM7TQn4y2VI/AAAAAAAACQE/Z-iegidfXdQ/s72-c/01126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6467046952771509671</id><published>2008-09-15T11:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:46:02.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to be a Rockstar? 2a Parte</title><content type='html'>A veces se ocultan cosas que uno no quiere difundir.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SM6OHVc5EHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/snjVHWxs03Q/s1600-h/rock+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246286872601759858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SM6OHVc5EHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/snjVHWxs03Q/s400/rock+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...a veces el hombre no puede ser solo un señor de familia, dedicado a ayudar al projimo y difundir el evangelio.... no es suficiente ser el monero que el mundo esperaba..no es bastante con ser mejor que jis y trino.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246286869283681442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SM6OHJFzNKI/AAAAAAAAAbI/DcISXlq_GIc/s400/rock+star3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...tampoco es suficiente cantar en el coro de la iglesia de Bernardez...no se necesecita ser catolico o lefebrista, lo que hace falta de vez en cuando, es dejar salir el rockstar que todos llevamos dentro....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246286867571393810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SM6OHCtjxRI/AAAAAAAAAbA/sCWGRqTWgqQ/s400/rock+star+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relajarse...consentirse...y por que no?...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;dejarse querer&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6467046952771509671?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6467046952771509671/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6467046952771509671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6467046952771509671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6467046952771509671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-be-rockstar-2.html' title='How to be a Rockstar? 2a Parte'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SM6OHVc5EHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/snjVHWxs03Q/s72-c/rock+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8503084512124663306</id><published>2008-08-12T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:48:51.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>Música de fondo para espiar por la ventana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;Y como el Gus se &amp;quot;emocionó tanto&amp;quot; con la entrada anterior, aquí va otra &lt;a href="http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/search/label/Notas%20al%20margen"&gt;nota al margen&lt;/a&gt;, algo un poco más reciente, ya de cuando Lodo se estaba formado y&amp;nbsp;comenzaba a rolar&amp;nbsp;en la biblioteca del ITZ.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;div dir="ltr"&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hacia finales&amp;nbsp;de la década de los años 80 y principios de los 90 un grupo mexicano tuvo un éxito -¿cómo diríamos?- sin precedentes, se decía que eran el mejor grupo, el más completo, de la historia del rock mexicano; algunos los consideraban hard rock, otros decían que no, que era progresivo, y hubo hasta uno que otro despistado que aseguraba que tocaban rock pop. Su vocalista, Sergio Silva, fue considerado por muchos como el mejor cantante del rock mexicano, y a los demás integrantes también se les consideraba de lo mejor, la banda &lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;era integrada de esta manera:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;Sergio Silva - Voz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;Tony Mendez - Bajo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;Arturo Ramirez - Batería&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;Franciso Ruiz - Teclados&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;Alejandro Azambuya - Guitarra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font face="arial,sans-serif"&gt;William Martinez - Guitarra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div&gt;Primero, por ahí del año de 1986 lanzaron&amp;nbsp;el disco Siguiendo la línea, muy bueno, del que destacan Nena (no pidas), Siguiendo la línea y Atrapaste al sol.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Su mayor éxito Tres lunares, venía en el disco Esquizofrenia, del año de 1991, junto a otros temas, prácticamente todos de la&amp;nbsp;misma calidad, como Esquizofrenia, Historia de marcianos, Como un animal, Clasificados y Brizna de césped.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Desafortunadamente para cuando lanzaron su último disco, Morir imaginando, en el año de 1995,&amp;nbsp;el momento de&amp;nbsp;los grupos de rock en español ya había pasado, y en el interior del País sólo se conseguían discos&amp;nbsp;de grupos extranjeros, principalmente chilenos, españoles y argentinos, y de los nacionales únicamente de grupos consolidados como Caifanes/Jaguares, Maná y Maldita Vecindad (que después se perdería también en el limbo); de este disco sonaron No me hace bien, Sólo sin tí, Morir imaginando y Salta al abismo, con un sonido y unas letras más duras, reflejo quizás del escaso&amp;nbsp;éxito de sus producciones anteriores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Tres Lunares&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kerigma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyper-photo.com/grandes/paris.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jholaguepersonal/SI4_JXcV_tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pZwXaPXXh94/s400/Voyeurisme34.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Fotografía tomada de &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyper-photo.com/grandes/paris.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Hyper-Photo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Era su silueta, cada noche en la ventana,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Una fantasía, convertida en realidad,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;En la ceremonia, antes de dormir, se preparaba.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Algo de gimnasia, para estar en vaya forma,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Luego la pijama, terminaba el show,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Solo algunas veces mi conciencia me pegaba,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Aquello ya era una adicción.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nunca pude hablarle, cuando estuve cerca,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ni saber su nombre, ni ella mi afición, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hoy que se ha marchado, vivo prisionero, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;De aquella angelical visión. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nunca estuviste conmigo, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y tus tres lunares de memoria sé, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría morder. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hasta con los ojos cerrados, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Esos tres lunares podría yo encontrar, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría, devorar. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Si se apareciera, frente a tu ventana, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Por favor me llamas, deja dirección, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;No intentes mirarla, has lo que te digo, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Los lunares causan adicción.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyper-photo.com/grandes/paris.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/jholaguepersonal/SI4gEjpIRRI/AAAAAAAAAas/HL7DHF3eaMI/s400/Voyeurisme01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Fotografía tomada de &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hyper-photo.com/grandes/paris.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Hyper-Photo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nunca estuviste conmigo, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y tus tres lunares de memoria sé, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría morder. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hasta con los ojos cerrados, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Esos tres lunares podría yo encontrar, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría, devorar.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Recuerdo bien, su silueta, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Frente a mi ventana, tras de su balcón, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;En la ceremonia, antes de dormir. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nunca estuviste conmigo, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y tus tres lunares de memoria sé, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría morder. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hasta con los ojos cerrados, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Esos tres lunares podría yo encontrar, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;El de la rodilla, el de tu mejilla, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y el que solo yo podría devorar. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Me tomaría una vida, &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;De esos tres lunares poderme llenar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;div&gt;En realidad mis recuerdos de esta canción&amp;nbsp;son anteriores a esta fecha, porque si&amp;nbsp;la memoria no me falla, Tres lunares ya se escuchaba en Guadalajara por ahí del año de 1988, cuando nos llegaban de la Cd. de México cassettes con demos o asistíamos a conciertos en la rectoría y en la explanada de humanidades de la U. de G., en la concha acústica del parque Agua Azul y, alguna vez, en el propio ITESO, entre otros foros que en ese tiempo se fueron abriendo ante el boom del rock en español.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Entonces&amp;nbsp;salieron varias rolas&amp;nbsp;por el mismo tenor,&amp;nbsp;como Persiana americana de Soda Stereo (pero de ella ya hablaremos otro día),&amp;nbsp;rolas que&amp;nbsp;a muchos adolescentes y jóvenes, nos despertaban algo de esa imaginación voyeurista que nos llamaba irremediablemente&amp;nbsp;a husmear cuando pasábamos frente a alguna casa y se veía movimiento tras la ventana de lo que adivinábamos sería una recamara, esperando encontrar por ahí, de casualidad, alguna tercia de lunares.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Estas rolas,&amp;nbsp;estas letras ingenuas, hasta inocentonas,&amp;nbsp;que dejaban más a la imaginación&amp;nbsp;aún que muchas baladitas que, en voces de José José y Camilo Sesto, habían sido éxitos de la década anterior, demostraban que a los jóvenes de los paises de habla hispana, a pesar de todo, aún nos estaba costando mucho trabajo liberarnos de más de dos décadas de represión&amp;nbsp;impuestas&amp;nbsp;por dictaduras militares y gobiernos artríticos y anquilosados.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Por hoy&amp;nbsp;es suficiente mis chamacos, vámonos a buscar cortinas descorridas en noches de luna llena.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jholaguepersonal.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Jesús Olague&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8503084512124663306?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8503084512124663306/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8503084512124663306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8503084512124663306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8503084512124663306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/08/msica-de-fondo-para-espiar-por-la.html' title='Música de fondo para espiar por la ventana'/><author><name>Jesus Olague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09541639409613120098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iLeCFWlu3SA/SQuYCbREqfI/AAAAAAAAAqg/K8pNLCCfPTI/S220/LQENTQH+Cabeza+afeitada.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/jholaguepersonal/SI4_JXcV_tI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pZwXaPXXh94/s72-c/Voyeurisme34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5737229142632070617</id><published>2008-08-05T17:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T17:19:00.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ritz on holiday'/><title type='text'>How to be a rockstar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQUf6vvnI/AAAAAAAABvc/dC0s2KPh96Y/s1600-h/rito1o.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231160017774689906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQUf6vvnI/AAAAAAAABvc/dC0s2KPh96Y/s320/rito1o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿Que se esconde detrás de una imagen tan ruda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQLJJ2ukI/AAAAAAAABvU/KC6NLDDbJjk/s1600-h/w2i7P6773839-02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231159857045224002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQLJJ2ukI/AAAAAAAABvU/KC6NLDDbJjk/s320/w2i7P6773839-02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un rockstar debe dar prioridad a pasarla bien sin importar con quien ni donde ni cuando..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQCKovDdI/AAAAAAAABvM/jAnSgt2Vb4o/s1600-h/qEtPyj237198-02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231159702824357330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQCKovDdI/AAAAAAAABvM/jAnSgt2Vb4o/s320/qEtPyj237198-02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un rockstar necesita ser comprendido...pues sufre mucho por el acoso de los paparazzi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjP74Ve0qI/AAAAAAAABvE/pRfSkZkLZfI/s1600-h/PSvvhM652344-02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231159594832548514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjP74Ve0qI/AAAAAAAABvE/pRfSkZkLZfI/s320/PSvvhM652344-02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un verdadero rockstar debe tener la piel blanca y delicada..pero tiene derecho a broncearla de vez en cuando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjP2vyJSFI/AAAAAAAABu8/G3xGWPyyXF4/s1600-h/oEj7ok987349-02.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231159506637506642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjP2vyJSFI/AAAAAAAABu8/G3xGWPyyXF4/s320/oEj7ok987349-02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un rockstar es en sí, el alma de las fiestas, es algo que no se puede (ni se debe) desligar....es intrínseco....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas consejos en siguientes posts...adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5737229142632070617?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5737229142632070617/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5737229142632070617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5737229142632070617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5737229142632070617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-be-rockstar.html' title='How to be a rockstar?'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJjQUf6vvnI/AAAAAAAABvc/dC0s2KPh96Y/s72-c/rito1o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1416586949402818290</id><published>2008-08-04T22:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:21:48.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>LODO en 1987</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJfM_oilJgI/AAAAAAAABu0/MXfY3Qa-mTA/s1600-h/DSCF2487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230874885800404482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJfM_oilJgI/AAAAAAAABu0/MXfY3Qa-mTA/s320/DSCF2487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Contexto: Zacatecas y el rock en 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ixtlexochitl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sujeto que con una guitarra acústica algo desafinada y voz a la Plácido Domingo (pero con un chingo de gallos) cantaba obras inventadas por él mismo con temas mas bien cristianos..eventualmente lanzaba un "Yeah!" con lo que justificaba su omnipresencia en eventos rockeros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Máquina&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Respetado grupo metalero lidereado por el finado "Máquina"...fornido baterista (finado) no faltaba esta banda en los eventos masivos de la UAZ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Wings&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Trío de hermanos (Leaños?) bluseros que al principio eran indiferentes a Lodo...tiempo después nos invitaban a tocar a su bar ("La Mancha").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Efemérico:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;El profe González Córdoba del ITZ y los hermanos Hurtado (después "Salida de Emergencia") hacían ciertos covers rockanroleros a manera de jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jodi-two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Chavos promesa que sorprendieron tocando en la semana cultural (sobreviven Arnoldo Puente y Eric Guecha)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prólogo&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;El padre Magallanes y el Trapea hacían un bizarro dúo de cantos primigéneos y ruidos experimentales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Éxtasis&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;El guitarrista fenómeno Rafa Hernández hacía ruido desde entonces,,ahí estaba nuestro cuate Jorge Acuña (también excelente baterista).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Euterpe&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Víctor Chew ya bataqueaba en los 80...antes con un estilo mas bien progresivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Morones brothers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dúo de teclados (semilla del actual "Arbatel") eventualmente acompañados de Sheila (que estaba bien buena) cantando chido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asociación de Hierro&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grupo de chavos encargados de llevar metal extremo a los foros zacatecanos (Lupita Marchant y Rito Rosales lo encabezaban).Cuya frase al final de los carteles era: "Apoya el rock nacional, evitando los estupefacientes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lugares donde eran permitidos los estupefacientes&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Auditorio del CREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Auditorio y jardines de Ingeniería&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ITZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fiestas del Frank y de Villescas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discos indispensables&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"So" de Peter Gabriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"A momentary lapse of reason" de Pink Floyd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"GTR" de Steve Howe y Steve Hackett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1416586949402818290?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1416586949402818290/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1416586949402818290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1416586949402818290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1416586949402818290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/08/lodo-en-1987.html' title='LODO en 1987'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJfM_oilJgI/AAAAAAAABu0/MXfY3Qa-mTA/s72-c/DSCF2487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3490747962659251252</id><published>2008-08-03T23:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:38:00.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>Hurbanistorias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y bueno, pues hace&amp;nbsp;varios meses&amp;nbsp;envié mi primer&amp;nbsp;entrega a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Que no es entere mi padre&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;y dije que me iba a poner a escribir de inmediato, pero a la hora de la hora, por angas o por mangas,&amp;nbsp;no mandé lo que había escrito.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sólo para retomar el hilo&amp;nbsp;diré que la intención de escribir acá era, es, hablar sobre el entorno del rock en español y del rock zacatecano, lo que se pueda, antes y durante estos años de trayectoria de Lodo, como un marco de referencia nada más, a manera de &lt;a href="http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/search/label/Notas%20al%20margen"&gt;Notas al Margen&lt;/a&gt;, que es la etiqueta con la que clasificaré mis textos en este espacio.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dicho lo dicho,&amp;nbsp;pongamos manos a la obra&amp;nbsp;para hablar sobre un disco que me regresa muchos años en el tiempo, para ser más preciso, veinticuatro, pero no, veintiuno, pero sí. Veinticuatro no, porque entonces sólo conocí una canción de este cantor, veintiuno sí, porque fue cuando compré&amp;nbsp;este disco.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;La música de Rockdrigo González me llegó&amp;nbsp;gracias a&amp;nbsp;un amigo de mis hermanas, del que ya ni me acuerdo su nombre, más bien, de un amigo de una de mis hermanas que le tiraba la onda a&amp;nbsp;la otra.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sucede que este camarada,&amp;nbsp;como viendo a ver si le servía para ligarse a&amp;nbsp;una&amp;nbsp;le grabó a&amp;nbsp;la otra&amp;nbsp;un cassette de trova, de la trova&amp;nbsp;que en aquella época se escuchaba, pero en la UAZ, no en los colegios de monjas, Avemariapurísima, un cassette lleno de&amp;nbsp;Oscar Chávez,&amp;nbsp;Silvio Rodríguez, Vicente Feliú, Santiago Feliú, Pablo Milanés, Noel Nicola, Tania Libertad, y puros del estilo, pero entre tanta trova venía una canción que, si bien no lo era, sí lo parecía un tanto, una canción con una&amp;nbsp;letra triste, distante, casi-depresiva, solitaria, melancólica, en perfecta armonía con el guitarreo.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Era el tiempo en que,&amp;nbsp;fuera de&amp;nbsp;ciudades como México, Guadalajara y Tijuana, que en esto del rock siempre le han llevado la delantera al resto del País, se comenzaba a escuchar&amp;nbsp;un tipo de rock que más bien sonaba ya no a hoyo fonky, ya no&amp;nbsp;a medio inglés medio quien sabe que, ya sin sweaters de colores y cuello alto,&amp;nbsp;ya sin tanta pose, sino con&amp;nbsp;sabor a plaza pública,&amp;nbsp;a camión urbano, a escalinata de universidad, a guitarra&amp;nbsp;vieja que suena cota&amp;nbsp;y a harmónica destemplada, mal-soplada, un rock de pantalones rotos, no por moda sino por falta de dinero, con letras más frescas, más coloquiales, más albur más protesta social y menos protesta política.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Venía naciendo el rock urbano, el rock rupestre, el de Jaime López, Cecilia Toussaint, Botellita de Jerez, Eblen Macari, Nina Galindo, Rafael Catana,&amp;nbsp;el&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;Alejandro Lora ha aprovechado para colgarse milagros ajenos, el que de alguna forma continuó&amp;nbsp;el trabajo&amp;nbsp;de&amp;nbsp;otros grupos, como Newspaper, Toncho Pilatos&amp;nbsp;que desde el underground capitalino luchó&amp;nbsp;durante dos décadas por abrir espacios, por libertad de expresión.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;En fin, estoy escuchando el disco Hurbanistorias del fallecido cantautor tamaulipeco&amp;nbsp;Rodrigo González, Rockdrigo, grabación independiente lanzada&amp;nbsp;en 1983, sólo en cassette, que fuera reeditada en 1986 en L.P. por &lt;a href="http://www.pentagrama.com.mx/" target="_blank"&gt;Pentagrama&lt;/a&gt;, es el único material que se editó en vida del autor, luego de que falleciera la mañana del 19 de septiembre de 1985 al derrumbarse el edificio en que vivía habrían de salir dos&amp;nbsp;discos más armados con material recuperado de grabaciones caseras y presentaciones en vivo; por su parte varios grupos y cantantes han sacado algunos homenajes&amp;nbsp;interpretando sus canciones.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Este&amp;nbsp;disco, buenísimo por cierto, aunque desafortunadamente como en todas las producciones independientes de&amp;nbsp;aquella época&amp;nbsp;la calidad del sonido no lo es, está compuesto por doce temas: El Campeón, Perro en el Periférico, Balada del Asalariado, Distante Instante, Oh, yo no sé (por qué no me las prestas), Rock en Vivo, Ratas, Estación del Metro Balderas, Vieja Ciudad de Hierro, Canicas, No Tengo Tiempo (de cambiar mi vida) y Rock del Ete.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Vale la pena escuchar&amp;nbsp;Distante Instante, Vieja Ciudad de Hierro y Estación del Metro Balderas, la versión original, no la que Alejandro Lora se encargara de destrozar;&amp;nbsp;igual lo vale&amp;nbsp;reir con&amp;nbsp;los albures&amp;nbsp;de Oh, yo no sé&amp;nbsp;y&amp;nbsp;Rock del Ete; vaya, vale la pena el disco, todo, completo.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Cerremos pues con&amp;nbsp;algunas ligas a páginas sobre Rockdrigo González, &lt;a href="http://www.rockdrigogonzalez.com.mx/"&gt;&lt;font color="#de7008"&gt;La Página Oficial del Rockdrigo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rockdrigo.com.mx/"&gt;&lt;font color="#de7008"&gt;Rockdrigo González en la web&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;y &lt;a href="http://www.rockdrigo.info/"&gt;otra Página Oficial de Rockdrigo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Ahora sí,&amp;nbsp;cumplido el pendiente, esperemos que no vuelva a pasar tanto tiempo&amp;nbsp;antes de&amp;nbsp;la siguiente &lt;a href="http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/search/label/Notas%20al%20margen"&gt;Nota al Margen&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jholaguepersonal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jesús Olague&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3490747962659251252?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/3490747962659251252/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=3490747962659251252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3490747962659251252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3490747962659251252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/08/hurbanistorias.html' title='Hurbanistorias'/><author><name>Jesus Olague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09541639409613120098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iLeCFWlu3SA/SQuYCbREqfI/AAAAAAAAAqg/K8pNLCCfPTI/S220/LQENTQH+Cabeza+afeitada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2527311086008646166</id><published>2008-08-03T14:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:04:42.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>¿Que de plano nadie extraña al LODO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYN6fjSL7I/AAAAAAAABuY/RSZ9KENM8_Q/s1600-h/DSCF2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230383315790475186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYN6fjSL7I/AAAAAAAABuY/RSZ9KENM8_Q/s320/DSCF2120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿Como olvidar las computadoras amaestradas de Vic?...hace apenas 6 meses...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYNkNrk1TI/AAAAAAAABuQ/ZiUEKFaZrUg/s1600-h/DSCF2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230382933036291378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYNkNrk1TI/AAAAAAAABuQ/ZiUEKFaZrUg/s320/DSCF2118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿Quién no extraña la sencillez y modestia del hábil bajista Memo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYNP_po4LI/AAAAAAAABuI/Msrsm1TZsoA/s1600-h/DSCF2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230382585672687794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYNP_po4LI/AAAAAAAABuI/Msrsm1TZsoA/s320/DSCF2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..... o cuando Gus tomaba cantidades industriales de cebada?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYM7toWFSI/AAAAAAAABuA/6ZMM7Spcg0g/s1600-h/DSCF2114.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230382237238039842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYM7toWFSI/AAAAAAAABuA/6ZMM7Spcg0g/s320/DSCF2114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ...o el sudor de Rito en la bataca?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ahhh...que buenos tiempos...¿volverán?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2527311086008646166?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2527311086008646166/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2527311086008646166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2527311086008646166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2527311086008646166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/08/que-de-plano-nadie-extraa-al-lodo.html' title='¿Que de plano nadie extraña al LODO?'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SJYN6fjSL7I/AAAAAAAABuY/RSZ9KENM8_Q/s72-c/DSCF2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1890259006451151279</id><published>2008-07-19T19:09:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:46:54.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bosnia'/><title type='text'>No enlodes nuestra reputación!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKFjR0_yYI/AAAAAAAABs8/DDoxhsqRrpY/s1600-h/DSCF3430.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224885358830799234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKFjR0_yYI/AAAAAAAABs8/DDoxhsqRrpY/s320/DSCF3430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Por favor! yo trabajo en presidencia con Felipe Calderón y no me gusta que me fotografién pisteando"...dijo Vic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKE7QRpCoI/AAAAAAAABs0/4fJv3Wbb_LE/s1600-h/DSCF3432.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224884671219305090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKE7QRpCoI/AAAAAAAABs0/4fJv3Wbb_LE/s320/DSCF3432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Avisen al Tata Arvizu que aquí tenemos a Carlo Varela para que lo linchen los perredistas!" exhorta Rito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKEQuTgI-I/AAAAAAAABss/SGIDZthuttg/s1600-h/DSCF3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883940545799138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKEQuTgI-I/AAAAAAAABss/SGIDZthuttg/s320/DSCF3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Háganle al pendejo voltéando pa-otro lado" dijo Varelita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKDtZ9z0uI/AAAAAAAABsk/chpEKr2H_S0/s1600-h/DSCF3425.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224883333790683874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKDtZ9z0uI/AAAAAAAABsk/chpEKr2H_S0/s320/DSCF3425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Hey! no mancilles mi reputación de gerente de proyectos en ICAZA (copyright)" advirtió Memo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKCkGATf0I/AAAAAAAABsc/9FMQC4TKCZM/s1600-h/DSCF3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224882074301988674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKCkGATf0I/AAAAAAAABsc/9FMQC4TKCZM/s320/DSCF3437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Una foto con mi lacayo!" dijo Memo abrazando a Rito (autodenominado mejor arquitecto de mesoamérica)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1890259006451151279?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1890259006451151279/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1890259006451151279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1890259006451151279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1890259006451151279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-enlodes-nuestra-reputacin.html' title='No enlodes nuestra reputación!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SIKFjR0_yYI/AAAAAAAABs8/DDoxhsqRrpY/s72-c/DSCF3430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5883985288648771784</id><published>2008-07-11T17:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T18:48:12.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA REDONDEAR EL SALARIO</title><content type='html'>DIFICIL ES SOSTENER A UNA MUJER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfPsdVII/AAAAAAAAAWM/FUgkEnpjvMk/s1600-h/lodo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885821818066050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfPsdVII/AAAAAAAAAWM/FUgkEnpjvMk/s400/lodo+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; POR ESO RECURRIMOS A SER UN GRUPO SEMI VERSATIL...FIESTERO PUES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PERO ROCKERO SI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfUYDw8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/4gM5vePi4Y8/s1600-h/lodo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885823074681794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfUYDw8I/AAAAAAAAAWU/4gM5vePi4Y8/s400/lodo+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; DESPUES DE LA ACTUACION DE LOS PAYASOS Y DEL TREATRO GUIÑOL... CON USTEDES &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LODO ESCLEROSIS MULTIPLE REVIVAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...LA VERSION TRIO DE LODO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfsO3d_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/EFTi4ewjMII/s1600-h/lodo+1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdf_-DeNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/FsPXuUvBi88/s1600-h/lodo+11111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221885834776770770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdf_-DeNI/AAAAAAAAAWk/FsPXuUvBi88/s400/lodo+11111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; EL RESPETABLE ENTRE BOCADOS DEGUSTANDO ROCK CLASICO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ES VERDAD: UNA BODA EN LOS INICIOS PARA LOS MAYORGA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOS QUINCE DE DANI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EL CUMPLE DE DON SURTIDOR DEL PLOMERO Y ASI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;VARIOS TOQUINES FIESTEROS QUE ME ORILLAN A DECIR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221888453615729490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHff4b56u1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/Vz_wv3QAtJo/s400/DSCF0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!QUE NO SE ENTERE MI PADRE¡¡¡¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5883985288648771784?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5883985288648771784/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5883985288648771784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5883985288648771784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5883985288648771784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/07/para-redonear-el-salario.html' title='PARA REDONDEAR EL SALARIO'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfdfPsdVII/AAAAAAAAAWM/FUgkEnpjvMk/s72-c/lodo+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6408996145513883805</id><published>2008-07-11T16:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:18:56.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Y EN DONDE ESTA LODO?</title><content type='html'>NO ESTAMOS MUERTOS¡...NO AUN....¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221880892448469106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfZAUXKcHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6z1-O7Lw33U/s400/lodo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;HE DETENIDO UN POCO LA ARQUITECTURA Y LA CONSERVACION DEL PATRIMONIO ZACATECANO PARA SALIR A LUZ Y DECIR QUE NO SOY CONTADOR...&lt;br /&gt;TAL VEZ LO PAREXCO PERO NO...&lt;br /&gt;SOLO SOY PROFUNDAMENTE ROCKERO E IRREVERENTE Y PODRIA MORDER UN MURCIELAGO EN EL ESCENARIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVDmwnD8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/8sVTNg3qfQA/s1600-h/lodo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221876550880137154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVDmwnD8I/AAAAAAAAAVc/8sVTNg3qfQA/s400/lodo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TAMBIEN SOY MAS VISIBLE QUE EL GUS... YA QUE LA SOL CERO TE EMPAÑA A LA CAMARA... CUALQUIER OTRA CERVEZA DE MAS DE 4 GRADOS TE HACE VISIBLE AL LENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVD7sCnaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pryX5BqqnDU/s1600-h/lodo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221876556498116002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVD7sCnaI/AAAAAAAAAVk/pryX5BqqnDU/s400/lodo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MAS AUN... SUELO SALIR DELANTE DE ELLOS EN LAS FOTOS DEBIDO A MI GRAN MAGNETISMO AL DAGUERROTIPO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVEEUnvGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cW7dcsZoTm4/s1600-h/lodo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221876558815804514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVEEUnvGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cW7dcsZoTm4/s400/lodo7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Y COMO YO POSTEO...PUES SALGO MAS EN ESTE SEÑOR PUES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVEIlSVcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_HVpf_5iP8E/s1600-h/lodo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221876559959446978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVEIlSVcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_HVpf_5iP8E/s400/lodo6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RITO NO POSTEA POR QUE TIENE COMPROMISOS CON SUS FAMILIAS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVERQHYQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7DXWN_wF-8M/s1600-h/lodo5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221876562286567682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfVERQHYQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/7DXWN_wF-8M/s400/lodo5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GUS NO POSTEA POR QUE ESTA DE RECIEN ESTRENADO EN EL ARTE DEL CAMBIO DE PAÑAL...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VITOLO NO POSTEA POR QUE ALGUIEN DEBE DE SACAR LAS COPIAS PARA LA PRESIDENCIA DE LA REPUBLICA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y YO EN EL TALEGO... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.D. Y CARLO... QUIEN ES CARLO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6408996145513883805?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6408996145513883805/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6408996145513883805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6408996145513883805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6408996145513883805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/07/y-en-donde-esta-lodo.html' title='Y EN DONDE ESTA LODO?'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/SHfZAUXKcHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/6z1-O7Lw33U/s72-c/lodo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1366874244259823877</id><published>2008-06-19T10:45:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:54:41.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>¿Cuando será la próxima tocada de LODO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_nw6fbEI/AAAAAAAABrg/hUyDSR3TEf0/s1600-h/IMG_1288.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619839756627010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_nw6fbEI/AAAAAAAABrg/hUyDSR3TEf0/s320/IMG_1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Agarrémonos los pelos como lo hace Rito...1,2,3!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_jXvCCUI/AAAAAAAABrY/qt8cGeFR1Y8/s1600-h/lodo,pap%C3%A1...jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619764278200642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_jXvCCUI/AAAAAAAABrY/qt8cGeFR1Y8/s320/lodo,pap%C3%A1...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "No mames la vecina está bien buena!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_eOpMQ9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/GlhUYw0TytI/s1600-h/lodo,pap%C3%A1..2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619675938440146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_eOpMQ9I/AAAAAAAABrQ/GlhUYw0TytI/s320/lodo,pap%C3%A1..2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito el autocontrol para no reírse en la autofoto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_YD9rhEI/AAAAAAAABrI/CYxl4peA4jY/s1600-h/lodo,pap%C3%A1..3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619569992369218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_YD9rhEI/AAAAAAAABrI/CYxl4peA4jY/s320/lodo,pap%C3%A1..3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La sol cero y el juguito para hacer micheladas no se llevan (comprobado)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_SV_mGOI/AAAAAAAABrA/lmOA6whupHs/s1600-h/lodo,pap%C3%A1..5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619471753025762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_SV_mGOI/AAAAAAAABrA/lmOA6whupHs/s320/lodo,pap%C3%A1..5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "El descanso del contador"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_LCR4biI/AAAAAAAABq4/jWYcrjOyeVU/s1600-h/lodo,pap%C3%A1..7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619346201931298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_LCR4biI/AAAAAAAABq4/jWYcrjOyeVU/s320/lodo,pap%C3%A1..7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Disculpándose con la vecina (otra vecina pues) por el riudo ocasionado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disculpa 2: Lalo Goma, no pudimos ir al bautizo de tu niña, como ves en estas fotos, estuvimos muy ocupados...a la otra será..gracias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1366874244259823877?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1366874244259823877/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1366874244259823877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1366874244259823877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1366874244259823877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/06/cuando-ser-la-prxima-tocada-de-lodo.html' title='¿Cuando será la próxima tocada de LODO?'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SFp_nw6fbEI/AAAAAAAABrg/hUyDSR3TEf0/s72-c/IMG_1288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7603357813121334058</id><published>2008-06-09T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:41:58.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Sueños humectantes</title><content type='html'>Sesión de fotos en la azotea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoMRMnMES5A&amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoMRMnMES5A&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7603357813121334058?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7603357813121334058/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7603357813121334058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7603357813121334058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7603357813121334058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/06/sueos-humectantes.html' title='Sueños humectantes'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6575211617701791275</id><published>2008-06-02T11:06:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:22:06.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harley´s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vic con frenos en la jeta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Las imagenes perdidas de LODO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aquí es donde compartimos algunas imagenes de LODO en sus presentaciones en el hoy desaparecido bar "Harley's"..posiblemente daten de entre los años 2002 o 2003..las hizo llegar a esta redacción nuestro amigo Miguel Angel Ortiz (famoso artista plástico local-aplausos-) y ahora compartimos este hallazgo histórico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQc6FXZ5RI/AAAAAAAABpg/Ilb26yLzWag/s1600-h/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318853345469714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQc6FXZ5RI/AAAAAAAABpg/Ilb26yLzWag/s320/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQc0VXZ5QI/AAAAAAAABpY/eWOopTVscDE/s1600-h/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318754561221890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQc0VXZ5QI/AAAAAAAABpY/eWOopTVscDE/s320/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcsVXZ5PI/AAAAAAAABpQ/oR-1z01D3Hc/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318617122268402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcsVXZ5PI/AAAAAAAABpQ/oR-1z01D3Hc/s320/IMG_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcjFXZ5OI/AAAAAAAABpI/BsiDGvOaRyA/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318458208478434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcjFXZ5OI/AAAAAAAABpI/BsiDGvOaRyA/s320/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcbVXZ5NI/AAAAAAAABpA/jBHrzmmyDFo/s1600-h/IMG_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318325064492242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcbVXZ5NI/AAAAAAAABpA/jBHrzmmyDFo/s320/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcU1XZ5MI/AAAAAAAABo4/vEAymniKvn0/s1600-h/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318213395342530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcU1XZ5MI/AAAAAAAABo4/vEAymniKvn0/s320/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcNVXZ5LI/AAAAAAAABow/UAX780YIhcE/s1600-h/IMG_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207318084546323634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcNVXZ5LI/AAAAAAAABow/UAX780YIhcE/s320/IMG_0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcF1XZ5KI/AAAAAAAABoo/sDfn75R96fo/s1600-h/IMG_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207317955697304738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQcF1XZ5KI/AAAAAAAABoo/sDfn75R96fo/s320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQb_VXZ5JI/AAAAAAAABog/-eZF97vkPew/s1600-h/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207317844028155026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQb_VXZ5JI/AAAAAAAABog/-eZF97vkPew/s320/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQb6VXZ5II/AAAAAAAABoY/jEbBSdbOfQY/s1600-h/IMG_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207317758128809090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQb6VXZ5II/AAAAAAAABoY/jEbBSdbOfQY/s320/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQbaFXZ5HI/AAAAAAAABoQ/-uF1AkOYEZU/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207317204078027890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQbaFXZ5HI/AAAAAAAABoQ/-uF1AkOYEZU/s320/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6575211617701791275?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6575211617701791275/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6575211617701791275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6575211617701791275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6575211617701791275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/06/las-imagenes-perdidas-de-lodo.html' title='Las imagenes perdidas de LODO'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SEQc6FXZ5RI/AAAAAAAABpg/Ilb26yLzWag/s72-c/IMG_0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4678390606367160199</id><published>2008-05-29T18:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:15:28.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD84GFXZ43I/AAAAAAAABmQ/m0AadHE0E6o/s1600-h/IMG_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205941371434296178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD84GFXZ43I/AAAAAAAABmQ/m0AadHE0E6o/s320/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Buenos dias señores arquitectos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD84B1XZ42I/AAAAAAAABmI/Ki4qYT3lKr8/s1600-h/IMG_1043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205941298419852130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD84B1XZ42I/AAAAAAAABmI/Ki4qYT3lKr8/s320/IMG_1043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Que tienen de buenos cuando tomas porquerías de Omnilife?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD837lXZ41I/AAAAAAAABmA/QNIEUlVzpow/s1600-h/IMG_1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205941191045669714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD837lXZ41I/AAAAAAAABmA/QNIEUlVzpow/s320/IMG_1044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Preparando para abrir el club de Toby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD83tFXZ40I/AAAAAAAABl4/AZaZIeLeNqI/s1600-h/IMG_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205940941937566530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD83tFXZ40I/AAAAAAAABl4/AZaZIeLeNqI/s320/IMG_1057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Trio de tres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD83lVXZ4zI/AAAAAAAABlw/N3pywZpDieE/s1600-h/IMG_1278.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205940808793580338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD83lVXZ4zI/AAAAAAAABlw/N3pywZpDieE/s320/IMG_1278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Bueno..de cuatro o cinco (incluyen computadoras amaestradas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4678390606367160199?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4678390606367160199/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4678390606367160199&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4678390606367160199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4678390606367160199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/05/buenos-dias-seores-arquitectos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SD84GFXZ43I/AAAAAAAABmQ/m0AadHE0E6o/s72-c/IMG_1042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2364486800004050803</id><published>2008-05-27T07:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:12:35.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Lodo is not dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwG9lXZ4yI/AAAAAAAABlo/4nd_MgdW5Zk/s1600-h/100_2681+%5B800x600%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205042924405515042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwG9lXZ4yI/AAAAAAAABlo/4nd_MgdW5Zk/s320/100_2681+%5B800x600%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aspecto general de las computadoras amaestradas de Lodo...domadas por Vic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwGalXZ4xI/AAAAAAAABlg/J6FJQbxWMdA/s1600-h/100_2668+%5B800x600%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205042323110093586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwGalXZ4xI/AAAAAAAABlg/J6FJQbxWMdA/s320/100_2668+%5B800x600%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito evoca los viejos tiempos en los que idolatraba al ahoras fallecido "Jhavy Metal y su Divina Comedia"...cuyo éxito "Yo soy Frankestein" pegaba fuerte en el mundillo del barrio de la Ledezma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwFXVXZ4wI/AAAAAAAABlY/tWJB9mnOa8o/s1600-h/100_2671+%5B800x600%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205041167763890946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwFXVXZ4wI/AAAAAAAABlY/tWJB9mnOa8o/s320/100_2671+%5B800x600%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Ya me tienen harto..denme dinero para un cuarto"..dijo Rito en aquella gira de 1993..y hoy es recordado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwFO1XZ4vI/AAAAAAAABlQ/Bv98uy7jrLM/s1600-h/100_2673+%5B800x600%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205041021735002866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwFO1XZ4vI/AAAAAAAABlQ/Bv98uy7jrLM/s320/100_2673+%5B800x600%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus se atasca de "Sol Cero"..cheve sin alcohol..o sea es como suicidarse con balas de salva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwE6lXZ4uI/AAAAAAAABlI/5YfMCwWUzNI/s1600-h/100_2682+%5B800x600%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205040673842651874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwE6lXZ4uI/AAAAAAAABlI/5YfMCwWUzNI/s320/100_2682+%5B800x600%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; O.K...lo nuestro es tocar: "One, two, three, four!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2364486800004050803?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2364486800004050803/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2364486800004050803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2364486800004050803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2364486800004050803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/05/lodo-is-not-dead.html' title='Lodo is not dead'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SDwG9lXZ4yI/AAAAAAAABlo/4nd_MgdW5Zk/s72-c/100_2681+%5B800x600%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4815490479645534490</id><published>2008-05-03T16:21:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T16:48:11.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>It was 20 years ago today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;os cinco integrantes originales jubilosos...norteños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;trora jóvenes, chavos llenos de ilusiones y sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ebían tocar un día como hoy..hace 20 años..que paciencia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; acaso..quedar en ridículo ante su audiencia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196268473101588050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBzapTDIFlI/AAAAAAAABkg/x7fNj7tnLnA/s320/1310966.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; veces ensayaron..un par de dias antes del show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (cero) fans habían...público unos 34..en el Tec..ya era montón...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196268576180803170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBzavTDIFmI/AAAAAAAABko/sVh5hZIZ2pA/s320/simpsons_pepper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hora ya son viejos responsables...rockeros algunos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oños otros... pero está claro que esto no ha terminado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sea que hay Lodo pa rato...ingratos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i alguna vez, wey, no los hubieses escuchado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4815490479645534490?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4815490479645534490/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4815490479645534490&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4815490479645534490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4815490479645534490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-20-years-ago-today.html' title='It was 20 years ago today...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBzapTDIFlI/AAAAAAAABkg/x7fNj7tnLnA/s72-c/1310966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7965129541672835602</id><published>2008-04-27T14:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:08:57.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><title type='text'>Preparaos para el 20 aniversario....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbzTDIFdI/AAAAAAAABjg/MdK4QACpJvg/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017944598222290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbzTDIFdI/AAAAAAAABjg/MdK4QACpJvg/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Yo creo que estaría bien original un concierto en la azotea"...dijo Rito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbhDDIFcI/AAAAAAAABjY/V4KHHM248YI/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017631065609666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbhDDIFcI/AAAAAAAABjY/V4KHHM248YI/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "O ya sé..nos tomamos una foto caminando afuera del estudio"...dijo Gus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbTDDIFbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/9wj9CsbD8UU/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017390547441074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbTDDIFbI/AAAAAAAABjQ/9wj9CsbD8UU/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Mientras son peras o son manzanas traje chela...quieren?"..dijo Rito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbATDIFaI/AAAAAAAABjI/-tMbTLB8gfc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194017068424893858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbATDIFaI/AAAAAAAABjI/-tMbTLB8gfc/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"¡Sí!"...dijo Memo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;continuará...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7965129541672835602?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7965129541672835602/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7965129541672835602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7965129541672835602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7965129541672835602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/04/preparaos-para-el-20-aniversario.html' title='Preparaos para el 20 aniversario....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/SBTbzTDIFdI/AAAAAAAABjg/MdK4QACpJvg/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5241371608482427815</id><published>2008-04-01T18:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:28:04.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cumpleaños'/><title type='text'>Gus..a 39 primaveras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LR_QfhXgI/AAAAAAAABfQ/BQTXj4GoOYg/s1600-h/DSC00942.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184437005746003458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LR_QfhXgI/AAAAAAAABfQ/BQTXj4GoOYg/s320/DSC00942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mucha fué su alegría cuando abrió sus regalos: Disco de John Lennon...poster de John Lennon y video de John Lennon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LRwgfhXfI/AAAAAAAABfI/TRsQbWmvYeU/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184436752342932978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LRwgfhXfI/AAAAAAAABfI/TRsQbWmvYeU/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Todos le entraron a la carne de cerdo..el brócoli quedó reservado para Gus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LRjQfhXeI/AAAAAAAABfA/Mb0Qq4gKP3w/s1600-h/DSC01219.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184436524709666274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LRjQfhXeI/AAAAAAAABfA/Mb0Qq4gKP3w/s320/DSC01219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Nomás no se metan con mi pisto!"..parece advertir Rito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5241371608482427815?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5241371608482427815/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5241371608482427815&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5241371608482427815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5241371608482427815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/04/gusa-39-primaveras.html' title='Gus..a 39 primaveras...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R_LR_QfhXgI/AAAAAAAABfQ/BQTXj4GoOYg/s72-c/DSC00942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8654610573439734024</id><published>2008-03-19T18:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:24:04.130-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notas al margen'/><title type='text'>Se preguntarán...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;... ¿y este tipo que hace aquí?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Seguramente quienes conocen o han ido conociendo la historia de &lt;strong&gt;Lodo&lt;/strong&gt; se están haciendo esta pregunta, igual que me lo pregunto yo, porque no hay, ni parece haber relación entre un tipo que de música nomás nada y un grupo de rock.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pues bien, este tipo conoce desde hace mucho tiempo, y por razones más o menos similares, a todos o casi todos los que han pasado por este grupo, como verán, ya se irá confirmando aquello de que &amp;quot;pueblo chico, infierno grande&amp;quot;, porque en Zacatecas todos, de una u otra forma, nos conocemos y nuestros caminos coinciden muchas veces mientras dan vueltas y vueltas, veamos: &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Primero compañero en kindergarden de Vic, Gus y Carlo, con los que formábamos la ilustre banda de guerra de la escuela y de vez en vez preferentemente uniformados de gendarmes nos aventábamos unas luchas en relevos australianos en el &amp;quot;patio&amp;quot; ante el consabido enojo de las maestras si se nos ocurría hacernos la huracarrana antes de los honores a la bandera.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Por ese mismo tiempo fui casi vecino de José Soto, yo vivía en la Agronómica y él en la Peñuela así que, como las dos colonias estaban prácticamente vacías, nos tocaba hacer grupo los unos con los otros para que los de la Marianita no nos quisieran venir a montonear dizque por &amp;quot;fresas&amp;quot;.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Después fui también compañero de Memo, al que no recuerdo si conocí en la primaria o vagando en bicicleta por la Alameda, pero de que fue muy escuincles, seguro estoy que sí.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Luego fui un visitante frecuente, porque mi hermana mayor y mi hermano menor estudiaban ahí, de la escuela de música que tuvo Don Luis, papá de Vic y Lalo, en la calle Fernando Villalpando, ahí me agarré a golpes con Vic en más de una ocasión, siempre en son de cuates, casi siempre de buena gana y por lo general sin enojarnos, al menos eso parecía.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;En secundaria nuevamente coincidí con Carlo y Memo, no fuimos compañeros de grupo pero por ahí anduvimos, ahi también me junté un tiempo con Salvador, hermano de Gus, al que ya conocía desde antes, y aunque no recuerdo al Gus en la escuela, con alguna frecuencia durante mis vagancias por el centro de la ciudad caía por La Giralda, la tienda de su papá.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;A Rito lo vine a conocer cuando Lodo empezaba a rolar, era 1990 y yo no estudiaba porque estaba esperando la revalidación en el ITZ de las materias que había cursado en el ITESO, pero era compañero de parranda de los de Salida de Emergencia, otro grupo de rock local, en donde tocaban Saúl y Cuauhtémoc Hurtado, Lalo de la Torre y José Soto.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Cuando terminó mi año sabático y volví a la escuela, nuevamente fui compañero de Vic, entonces mejor conocido como el Goma, en sistemas, y me encontré de nuevo al Gus, Memo y Rito.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Recientemente, después de muchos años sin vernos, he encontrado en la calle en varias ocasiones al Gus, quien por alguna razón que desconozco fue a caer a &lt;a href="http://jholaguepersonal.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lo que es no tener que hacer&lt;/a&gt;, mi blog personal, me leyó, vio que ya tenía yo un tiempo leyendo &lt;a href="http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Que no se entere mi padre&lt;/a&gt; y me invitó a participar acá de vez en cuando.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;div&gt;Y como a mi no me hace falta que me rueguen demasiado, aunque tampoco tengo mucha idea de lo que voy a escribir, pues me toca gritar al son de:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Atasquémosnos que hay... LODO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;Jesús Olague&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este post sale a la luz con muchos, muchos días de retraso, porque primero había que esperar al buen Gus, a que estuviera de vuelta, a que diera el banderazo, y como yá va saliendo el Gus, y como ya dió banderazo, pues ya puede salir todo lo demás.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8654610573439734024?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8654610573439734024/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8654610573439734024&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8654610573439734024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8654610573439734024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/03/se-preguntarn.html' title='Se preguntarán...'/><author><name>Jesus Olague</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09541639409613120098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iLeCFWlu3SA/SQuYCbREqfI/AAAAAAAAAqg/K8pNLCCfPTI/S220/LQENTQH+Cabeza+afeitada.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1608703665848314680</id><published>2008-03-11T12:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:50:27.438-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Last show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bR0TbXmyI/AAAAAAAABe4/vlOzFp3I-fE/s1600-h/PIC_2226.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176555518207433506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bR0TbXmyI/AAAAAAAABe4/vlOzFp3I-fE/s320/PIC_2226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Envueltos en una nube de virus..jubilosos tocaban los LODOS en Miura...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bRDzbXmxI/AAAAAAAABew/DNUElB_qJ9k/s1600-h/PIC_2224.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176554684983778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bRDzbXmxI/AAAAAAAABew/DNUElB_qJ9k/s320/PIC_2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hasta el atlético Rito sucumbió a la gripe después de este toquín..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bQDzbXmwI/AAAAAAAABeo/eFTiWK_wjko/s1600-h/PIC_2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176553585472150274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bQDzbXmwI/AAAAAAAABeo/eFTiWK_wjko/s320/PIC_2222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Poco sospechaba Gus del buen susto que se llevarían él y sus seres queridos...&lt;br /&gt;Por prescripción médica..esta será la última tocada en bares (de Gus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1608703665848314680?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/1608703665848314680/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=1608703665848314680&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1608703665848314680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1608703665848314680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-show.html' title='Last show!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R9bR0TbXmyI/AAAAAAAABe4/vlOzFp3I-fE/s72-c/PIC_2226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8196767757109145785</id><published>2008-02-21T11:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:42:48.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PA' FESTEJAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R72zqkbThXI/AAAAAAAAASk/8-dSJV3hSDQ/s1600-h/euterpe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169485491205277042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R72zqkbThXI/AAAAAAAAASk/8-dSJV3hSDQ/s400/euterpe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EUTERPE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En homenaje al Xarock la banda de Jazz Zacatecana EUTERPE de nuestros amigos Arnoldo y Chew, dedicaran su actuaciòn del Festival Cultural a la recuperación del mismisimo guitarrista zurdo de Lodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R72wEUbThWI/AAAAAAAAASc/uOjEQL62nfI/s1600-h/Storiaoleggenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169481535540397410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R72wEUbThWI/AAAAAAAAASc/uOjEQL62nfI/s400/Storiaoleggenda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pero por si fuera poco, el Memo aflojo su cartera y mando traer a Tagliapietra and Co. Conocidos en el Cosmos como LE ORME, justo para tocar en el cumpleaños # 39 del tocador en espejo. Con esto humillará cualquier otro homenaje que se le pretenda hacer al terror del callejon del moral, fotografo asolador de las 15 letras. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;....bueno...los italianos tocarán realmente el dia siguiente en la plaza de armas...siempre hago las cosas tarde....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8196767757109145785?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8196767757109145785/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8196767757109145785&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8196767757109145785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8196767757109145785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/02/pa-festejar.html' title='PA&apos; FESTEJAR'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R72zqkbThXI/AAAAAAAAASk/8-dSJV3hSDQ/s72-c/euterpe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-883539970652174503</id><published>2008-02-06T12:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:29:50.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi hermano Gus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6n64hsi5nI/AAAAAAAAANM/y-SInwTY5YM/s1600-h/gus+y+yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163934296781809266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6n64hsi5nI/AAAAAAAAANM/y-SInwTY5YM/s400/gus+y+yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dios sabe lo que te queremos Gus, y rogamos que pronto te recuperes para ir a bosnia, aun que sea con yogurth. Esta foto nos la tomaron en Tuxpan, Ver. Hace algunos kilos. No me tocas nada pero eres mi hermano, como dos pajaros de un tiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-883539970652174503?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/883539970652174503/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=883539970652174503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/883539970652174503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/883539970652174503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/02/mi-hermano-gus.html' title='Mi hermano Gus'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6n64hsi5nI/AAAAAAAAANM/y-SInwTY5YM/s72-c/gus+y+yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5256217209059220775</id><published>2008-02-04T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T12:15:11.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La más reciente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6dtUGNAfTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VDl6M0pSsyQ/s1600-h/lodo+miura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163215689833545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6dtUGNAfTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VDl6M0pSsyQ/s400/lodo+miura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La ultima tocada dejo un buen sabor de boca al respetable, no obstante, y debido tal vez a la edad, 2 lodos fueron victimas de exceso de polvo dentro de sus organizmos. A tal grado que sufrieron de problemas respiratorios por mas de dos semanas. Al final mi deseo es que el cosmos se confabule en nuestro favor y nos permita gozar de la Bosnies a higado suelto. La paz sea con vosotros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Namaste &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163220461542210882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6dxp2NAfUI/AAAAAAAAANE/oYLEPE7WZiE/s400/memofans+de+rito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ah..bueno ....este...mmmmh... las muchachas son fans de Rito y solo se las estaba entreteniendo...Abur¡¡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5256217209059220775?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5256217209059220775/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5256217209059220775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5256217209059220775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5256217209059220775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/02/la-ms-reciente.html' title='La más reciente'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R6dtUGNAfTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VDl6M0pSsyQ/s72-c/lodo+miura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7992225017071669429</id><published>2008-01-31T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:23:37.472-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Mantenimiento al MySpace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6KQqsmQM-I/AAAAAAAABcA/UYneKAWNxwo/s1600-h/y1pvHxvd6HxA0kDz-paTR7_5edP8lNWSOVdCo14GusRXCirMqw8K-8I8FSCUsOsAho5udKu3nsoHSNvt3kO_7Q55w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161847186120520674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6KQqsmQM-I/AAAAAAAABcA/UYneKAWNxwo/s320/y1pvHxvd6HxA0kDz-paTR7_5edP8lNWSOVdCo14GusRXCirMqw8K-8I8FSCUsOsAho5udKu3nsoHSNvt3kO_7Q55w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nada mas para informar que acabo de darle una manita a nuestro myspace...pues ya estaba medio empolvadón...en un día logré subir de 74 a 80 amigos...la meta es que a finales de febrero tengamos mínimo unos 200 contactos...subí un par de rolas y fotos (aunque muchas están en el blog)..hay mas videos y está mas personal pues....digamos complementario...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enchúfensen!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lodorock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.myspace.com/lodorock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7992225017071669429?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7992225017071669429/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7992225017071669429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7992225017071669429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7992225017071669429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/mantenimiento-al-myspace.html' title='Mantenimiento al MySpace!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6KQqsmQM-I/AAAAAAAABcA/UYneKAWNxwo/s72-c/y1pvHxvd6HxA0kDz-paTR7_5edP8lNWSOVdCo14GusRXCirMqw8K-8I8FSCUsOsAho5udKu3nsoHSNvt3kO_7Q55w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-9124176223115563736</id><published>2008-01-31T13:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:59:24.061-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Fé de Ratas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6InKsmQM9I/AAAAAAAABb4/oPll9THh18k/s1600-h/memo.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161731187643790290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6InKsmQM9I/AAAAAAAABb4/oPll9THh18k/s320/memo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; MEMO me escribió un comentario de que a...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6InD8mQM8I/AAAAAAAABbw/q9jZOp0FRcc/s1600-h/ritz.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161731071679673282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6InD8mQM8I/AAAAAAAABbw/q9jZOp0FRcc/s320/ritz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ...alguien (RITO)..no le gustaba lo que yo posteaba en este blog apestoso pero no me dió el nombre..solo se refirió a "alguien"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6Im-8mQM7I/AAAAAAAABbo/7bVMb5McIDc/s1600-h/sheldon.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161730985780327346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6Im-8mQM7I/AAAAAAAABbo/7bVMb5McIDc/s320/sheldon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ..interpretando yo, que había sido un recadito de CARLO..algo así como "dile a ese wey que no hable de mi y mucho menos de mi héroe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6Im58mQM6I/AAAAAAAABbg/8SmyCVrKKKo/s1600-h/vic.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161730899880981410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6Im58mQM6I/AAAAAAAABbg/8SmyCVrKKKo/s320/vic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ..VIC...pues estamos en México como si nada y ese estúpido de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6ImwsmQM5I/AAAAAAAABbY/K230WUiB-EU/s1600-h/me.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161730740967191442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6ImwsmQM5I/AAAAAAAABbY/K230WUiB-EU/s320/me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..GUS se la pasa burlándose de nosotros en el blog...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dicho lo anterior queda claro que fué un malentendido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-9124176223115563736?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://gfelix80.hi5.com' title='Fé de Ratas....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/9124176223115563736/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=9124176223115563736&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/9124176223115563736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/9124176223115563736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/f-de-ratas.html' title='Fé de Ratas....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6InKsmQM9I/AAAAAAAABb4/oPll9THh18k/s72-c/memo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7467641294683499088</id><published>2008-01-30T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:25:12.988-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Invitación (segunda) y La Morsa es Paul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para aquellos que se han sentido ofendidos con mis posts o comentarios..pero que al mismo tiempo critican de huevones a los bloggeros) pero vaya que los leen....vaya esta invitación para que no sientan atropellada su libertad de expresión....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Escenario 1. Que flojera quién va a estar posteando con tanta chamba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Escenario 2. No les gusta lo que escribo...ni modo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hechos: La intención de alimentar y dar mantenimiento a este blog, es la de convencer al lector o usuario..que el grupo LODO va mas allá de la medianía...y que está en vigencia a pesar de los años...ahora, como hay democracia (y lo demuestro con esta imagen) puedo dejar en el abandono todo este rollo...como en el abandono está el sitio de myspace....ustedes decidan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6CUd8mQM4I/AAAAAAAABbQ/-sjOo-ypcN8/s1600-h/invitaci%C3%B3n.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161288415170278274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6CUd8mQM4I/AAAAAAAABbQ/-sjOo-ypcN8/s320/invitaci%C3%B3n.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Dando seguimiento al post anterior (el de ayer) y donde se comprueba que efectivamente La Morsa era Paul!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ejercicio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Tome con el dedo índice la cara de la Morsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Deslizarlo hacia arriba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. La Morsa es Paul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6CUT8mQM3I/AAAAAAAABbI/LgWkwXbRkxg/s1600-h/paul.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161288243371586418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6CUT8mQM3I/AAAAAAAABbI/LgWkwXbRkxg/s320/paul.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7467641294683499088?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Invitación (segunda) y La Morsa es Paul!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/7467641294683499088/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=7467641294683499088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7467641294683499088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7467641294683499088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/invitacin-segunda-y-la-morsa-es-paul.html' title='Invitación (segunda) y La Morsa es Paul!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R6CUd8mQM4I/AAAAAAAABbQ/-sjOo-ypcN8/s72-c/invitaci%C3%B3n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4252716806090042505</id><published>2008-01-29T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:22:26.571-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>La Morsa era Paul!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5-0KsmQM2I/AAAAAAAABbA/iamfllwbDeM/s1600-h/memo+india.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161041793853174626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5-0KsmQM2I/AAAAAAAABbA/iamfllwbDeM/s320/memo+india.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes, se le veía con frecuencia visitar el Santuario del Santo Niño.... sin embargo ahora Memo tiene unos nuevos y misteriosos amigos que le garantizan que encontrará su karma...en esta toma fué capturado en la búsqueda del mantra..solo para descubrir que...la Morsa era Paul!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.D. Jesús Olague: Bueno...ya sabemos que le pasó a Víctor...que le pasó a Carlo...ahora solo nos faltan Memo y Rito!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4252716806090042505?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='La Morsa era Paul!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4252716806090042505/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4252716806090042505&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4252716806090042505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4252716806090042505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-morsa-era-paul.html' title='La Morsa era Paul!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5-0KsmQM2I/AAAAAAAABbA/iamfllwbDeM/s72-c/memo+india.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3760809052111694286</id><published>2008-01-25T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:38:30.966-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bosnia'/><title type='text'>Apunte sobre Bosnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5qgT6Nc1_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/rTWQ4Vf3C8A/s1600-h/aGGGG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159612587009955826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5qgT6Nc1_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/rTWQ4Vf3C8A/s400/aGGGG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hartos ya del rol por la’ venida, de hidalgo venga el tequila,&lt;br /&gt;y a los duros mortales con &lt;em&gt;guan lemon plis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 en la cantera de quitapón, pistaches, risas &lt;em&gt;rock and roll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se me antoja Bosnia ¿podemos ir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alejarnos de personas conocidas, sin ninguna compañía&lt;br /&gt;de discos más, que Lennon y McCartney&lt;br /&gt;pararnos a gozar del tras lomita, con la mujer que te exíta&lt;br /&gt;y un lugar donde beberse Veta Grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba del hombro de Bosnia concede la vista Tetillas lejanas&lt;br /&gt;desnudas contra el horizonte, por una cerveza te dejan tocarlas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay que beber que tu no traigas puesto, y me late que por eso&lt;br /&gt;nos tardamos en llegar servidos ¡&lt;em&gt;oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;del fin de la ciudad a la utopía, se me olvido que me dolía&lt;br /&gt;no hay herida que no pueda ser curada con alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba del hombro de Bosnia concede la vista Tetillas lejanas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desnudas contra el horizonte, por una cerveza te dejan tocarlas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentando en el anecdotario que en el post de nuestro diario&lt;br /&gt;ha dejado sin saliva nuestro blog&lt;br /&gt;que el extraño no sabe que cuesta un huevo, celebrándonos de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;mantenernos tantos años en el rock &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow3w 25/01/’08 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3760809052111694286?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/3760809052111694286/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=3760809052111694286&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3760809052111694286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3760809052111694286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/apunte-sobre-bosnia.html' title='Apunte sobre Bosnia'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5qgT6Nc1_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/rTWQ4Vf3C8A/s72-c/aGGGG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6602813202962309182</id><published>2008-01-24T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:28:03.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Servicios a la Comunidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5lI-KPhW_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/0Ewzh2B7clA/s1600-h/a+plaza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159235080868158450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5lI-KPhW_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/0Ewzh2B7clA/s400/a+plaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5lGsKPhW-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EXoE0wHn16E/s1600-h/gus+en+el+metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159232572607257570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5lGsKPhW-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EXoE0wHn16E/s400/gus+en+el+metro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como una muestra de solidaridad con la gente, LODO toca gratis en plazas publicas y hasta en el trasporte público, para difundir su legado y elevar el nivel cultural de la poblacion en general. Todo sea por alivianar las carencias de nuestros hermanos pajones, que han caido en el Regaeton y cosas peores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6602813202962309182?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6602813202962309182/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6602813202962309182&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6602813202962309182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6602813202962309182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/servicios-la-comunidad.html' title='Servicios a la Comunidad'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5lI-KPhW_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/0Ewzh2B7clA/s72-c/a+plaza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5746987636352663359</id><published>2008-01-21T09:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T10:12:47.768-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Primeras tocadas de 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TCCdN4P2I/AAAAAAAABUg/7bPiUnwtqnE/s1600-h/memo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157960820704427874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TCCdN4P2I/AAAAAAAABUg/7bPiUnwtqnE/s320/memo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aún cuando está prohibidísimo por su nueva religión y por lo tanto de su gurú...este sábado Memo vistió de un elegante negro ébano..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBo9N4P1I/AAAAAAAABUY/5OoZpONQkqM/s1600-h/vic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157960382617763666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBo9N4P1I/AAAAAAAABUY/5OoZpONQkqM/s320/vic1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Importado desde el De-efe..Víctor muestra su estilo ante cientos de fans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBedN4P0I/AAAAAAAABUQ/EeF5a3UEvg0/s1600-h/gus1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157960202229137218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBedN4P0I/AAAAAAAABUQ/EeF5a3UEvg0/s320/gus1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ni siquiera el espantoso frío impidió que se movieran un poco los dedos del errático Gus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBONN4PzI/AAAAAAAABUI/cx-AoIK6kiE/s1600-h/rito1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157959923056262962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBONN4PzI/AAAAAAAABUI/cx-AoIK6kiE/s320/rito1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Se dice que Rito reza un par de alabanzas mientras limpia su bataca...antes de cada tocada en Miura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBBdN4PyI/AAAAAAAABUA/Mi4xkxbajiU/s1600-h/los3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157959704012930850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TBBdN4PyI/AAAAAAAABUA/Mi4xkxbajiU/s320/los3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La calvicie, las papadas y profundas ojeras de sus integrantes distinguen al grupo Lodo de los demás...sí señor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5746987636352663359?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Primeras tocadas de 2008'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/5746987636352663359/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=5746987636352663359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5746987636352663359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5746987636352663359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/primeras-tocadas-de-2008.html' title='Primeras tocadas de 2008'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R5TCCdN4P2I/AAAAAAAABUg/7bPiUnwtqnE/s72-c/memo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-113157345634280907</id><published>2008-01-20T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:45:35.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahora ¿Quién podrá defendernos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5PomhrTplI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uPzMa8358RA/s1600-h/cuky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157721746842035794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5PomhrTplI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uPzMa8358RA/s400/cuky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........No contaban con mi astucia compadre...no estoy seguro de llevarme este disfras al Miura...no encuentro mis antenitas de vinil , mejor me pondre mi pantalon de cuero...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-113157345634280907?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/113157345634280907/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=113157345634280907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/113157345634280907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/113157345634280907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahora-quien-podra-defedernos.html' title='Ahora ¿Quién podrá defendernos?'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R5PomhrTplI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uPzMa8358RA/s72-c/cuky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3832381125248732291</id><published>2008-01-17T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:29:10.995-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Tocada en el Muira!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4-CEdN4PsI/AAAAAAAABTM/0i365Rm_tcI/s1600-h/miura.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156483111436435138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4-CEdN4PsI/AAAAAAAABTM/0i365Rm_tcI/s320/miura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vayamos jubilosos a Miura bar el fin de semana (18 y 19 de enero) será salpicado de LODO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3832381125248732291?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Tocada en el Muira!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/3832381125248732291/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=3832381125248732291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3832381125248732291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3832381125248732291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/tocada-en-el-muira.html' title='Tocada en el Muira!!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4-CEdN4PsI/AAAAAAAABTM/0i365Rm_tcI/s72-c/miura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2231539479800350283</id><published>2008-01-12T01:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:12:36.257-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Cookie en calzones!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4hn9dN4PiI/AAAAAAAABR8/ugubz4wgWxM/s1600-h/DSCF1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154484079038053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4hn9dN4PiI/AAAAAAAABR8/ugubz4wgWxM/s320/DSCF1487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esta y otras atrevidas imágenes en el actualizado portal de Lodo en Hi5!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lodorock.hi5.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://lodorock.hi5.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2231539479800350283?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2231539479800350283/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2231539479800350283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2231539479800350283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2231539479800350283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/cookie-en-calzones.html' title='Cookie en calzones!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R4hn9dN4PiI/AAAAAAAABR8/ugubz4wgWxM/s72-c/DSCF1487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-904727653211215664</id><published>2008-01-04T09:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T11:15:29.959-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tocadas'/><title type='text'>Tocadas navideñas en Miura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Las vacaciones de invierno no perdonan y nos hemos instalado en la gueva...interrumpimos la grabación de nuestro nuevo CD para tocar un par de dias en el antro Miura...he aquí unas ligas para ver a la gente que asistió a embarrarse un poco de LODO.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35U9dN4PYI/AAAAAAAABQs/evzd6Z-Ri5Y/s1600-h/316622.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151648438550019458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35U9dN4PYI/AAAAAAAABQs/evzd6Z-Ri5Y/s320/316622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Al momento de tomar esta foto estos tipos conversaban:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Tú eres el mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-No...tú!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Nooo....tú!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-No..tú eres mejor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Serán acaso los dos mejores arquitectos de Zacatecas????....vaya! ellos lo afirman...y lo requeteafirman!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=8043&amp;amp;slope=5&amp;amp;vista=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=8043&amp;amp;slope=5&amp;amp;vista=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35U4dN4PXI/AAAAAAAABQk/tS-k_QaQfxY/s1600-h/316564.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151648352650673522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35U4dN4PXI/AAAAAAAABQk/tS-k_QaQfxY/s320/316564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gus (al centro) es relegado por los tipos de al principio, como el arquitecto número 3,4 o tal vez 257avo...de todo Zacatecas.. cuando en realidad eso lo tiene sin cuidado..."solo déjenme tocar la guitarra!!!".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Déjenme en paz"....(contestó)..."Carajos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Carlo Varela (derecha) enseña los colores azulgrana del antaño popular equipo Atlante... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=8039&amp;amp;slope=15&amp;amp;vista=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=8039&amp;amp;slope=15&amp;amp;vista=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-904727653211215664?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/904727653211215664/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=904727653211215664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/904727653211215664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/904727653211215664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2008/01/tocadas-navideas-en-miura.html' title='Tocadas navideñas en Miura'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35U9dN4PYI/AAAAAAAABQs/evzd6Z-Ri5Y/s72-c/316622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-132729911697754891</id><published>2007-12-17T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:55:18.057-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foro'/><title type='text'>Nueva red social: LODO y sus amigos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2bTFNN4PKI/AAAAAAAABOg/56k5GMRZMN8/s1600-h/collage3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145031710718049442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2bTFNN4PKI/AAAAAAAABOg/56k5GMRZMN8/s320/collage3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que sea esta semi-página un foro para debatir y compartir anécdotas de casi veinte años haciendole al rock-star...de Lodo, sus amigos, detractores y sus alrededores.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lodoysusamigos.ning.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://lodoysusamigos.ning.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-132729911697754891?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodoysusamigos.ning.com' title='Nueva red social: LODO y sus amigos...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/132729911697754891/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=132729911697754891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/132729911697754891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/132729911697754891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/12/nueva-red-social-lodo-y-sus-amigos.html' title='Nueva red social: LODO y sus amigos...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2bTFNN4PKI/AAAAAAAABOg/56k5GMRZMN8/s72-c/collage3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2348211434855130603</id><published>2007-12-15T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T11:08:29.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tocadas navideñas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2QI99N4O6I/AAAAAAAABLk/uaOa_x_JIlk/s1600-h/promo+miura.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144246534861765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2QI99N4O6I/AAAAAAAABLk/uaOa_x_JIlk/s320/promo+miura.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Si habeis decidido ponerte un poco ebrio en la víspera..hazlo en Muira (Alameda Zacatecas)..Lodo tocará ahí los dias 21 y 22 de Diciembre...que mejor para despedir el año!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2348211434855130603?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2348211434855130603/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2348211434855130603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2348211434855130603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2348211434855130603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/12/tocadas-navideas.html' title='Tocadas navideñas...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R2QI99N4O6I/AAAAAAAABLk/uaOa_x_JIlk/s72-c/promo+miura.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4813395715525854084</id><published>2007-12-07T03:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:59:32.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Que no se entere mi padre'/><title type='text'>Navidad....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35X2tN4PZI/AAAAAAAABQ0/H4PcI1ykEXU/s1600-h/314149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151651621120785810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35X2tN4PZI/AAAAAAAABQ0/H4PcI1ykEXU/s320/314149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1kOVYiJzZI/AAAAAAAABI8/clzy1Pxgycc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok...si se la van a pasar matando músicos nomás no nos toquen a Peter Gabriel.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Galletitas en Miura puchando abajo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=7989&amp;amp;slope=20&amp;amp;vista=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.genteymas.com/galerias/show_event.php?evento=7989&amp;amp;slope=20&amp;amp;vista=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y...Lodo bailando:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1320100181" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1320100181&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4813395715525854084?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4813395715525854084/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4813395715525854084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4813395715525854084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4813395715525854084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/12/navidad.html' title='Navidad....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R35X2tN4PZI/AAAAAAAABQ0/H4PcI1ykEXU/s72-c/314149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2683736110537282336</id><published>2007-12-04T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:07:59.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo CD'/><title type='text'>Lodo planea conquistar al mundo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YY-_MXGuI/AAAAAAAABI0/pnF901xTIRw/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140323495084235490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YY-_MXGuI/AAAAAAAABI0/pnF901xTIRw/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Necesitamos un estrategia para conquistar el mundo con nuestra música..."-dijo Memo el entusiasta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-"Ah simón!" contestó Rito  '(te odio)'-pensó....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYpvMXGsI/AAAAAAAABIk/PdmGqgofih8/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140323130012015298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYpvMXGsI/AAAAAAAABIk/PdmGqgofih8/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Tengo un plan..(Gus el que organiza) vamos a conquistar con nuestra 'música de elevador'..primero..Fresnillo y Plateritos por supuesto...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYefMXGrI/AAAAAAAABIc/GxbviG5lHy0/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140322936738486962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYefMXGrI/AAAAAAAABIc/GxbviG5lHy0/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "De ahi podemos llegar a lugares como La Colorada donde no conocen la música rock....ahí donde solo ha llegado K-Paz de la Sierra!*....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYQ_MXGqI/AAAAAAAABIU/D5grEUAxOkk/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140322704810252962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YYQ_MXGqI/AAAAAAAABIU/D5grEUAxOkk/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" Ese tour estaría chido..y terminaríamos en Estación Pacheco...!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-"Otro día será..otro día será" -irrumpió Rito- "Ahorita vamos por bebida al Oxxo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Se sospecha que Lodo promueve destruír la música grupera! están matando de esos!!! (o.k. si queremos que muera la música grupera pero no es necesario matarlos...si no convertirlos al rockerísmo!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.D. Si quereis ser amigo de Lodo puedes accesar a:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lodorock.hi5.com/"&gt;http://lodorock.hi5.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2683736110537282336?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/2683736110537282336/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=2683736110537282336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2683736110537282336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2683736110537282336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/12/lodo-planea-conquistar-al-mundo.html' title='Lodo planea conquistar al mundo!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R1YY-_MXGuI/AAAAAAAABI0/pnF901xTIRw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8951597112528450865</id><published>2007-11-29T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:15:10.829-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>La Policía jaló con medio Lodo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R094hKqbKwI/AAAAAAAABHI/j6TK28QmyNk/s1600-R/DSCF3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138458211046337282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R094hKqbKwI/AAAAAAAABHI/P4cq529O-t4/s320/DSCF3189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Primero esas malas mujeres nos llevaron una bebida..mas bien salada y con sabor desagradable pero que ingerimos por cortesía... (nunca digas no a una dama).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R094L6qbKvI/AAAAAAAABHA/MXMIm79bOX4/s1600-R/DSCF3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138457845974117106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R094L6qbKvI/AAAAAAAABHA/mH6bUfEAqpc/s320/DSCF3208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A la tercera porción llegaron los chotas (The Police)..los originales!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R093saqbKuI/AAAAAAAABG4/M5wU6qb2ic8/s1600-R/DSCF3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138457304808237794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R093saqbKuI/AAAAAAAABG4/ijgaVKX7yPk/s320/DSCF3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sting, Stewart y Andy (asi se llamaban los gendarmes)..nos golpearon severamente el cerebro con sus acordes de locura... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R093IKqbKtI/AAAAAAAABGw/U35eEUqDCTI/s1600-R/DSCF3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138456682037979858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R093IKqbKtI/AAAAAAAABGw/7CknrR4gzfI/s320/DSCF3196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Después de ese festín poco o casi nada quedó de nuestra integridad..las malas mujeres (de al principio) ahora cuestionaban nuestro mal comportamiento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R092tKqbKsI/AAAAAAAABGo/2R0Iaav0h4M/s1600-R/DSCF3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138456218181511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R092tKqbKsI/AAAAAAAABGo/XGVNwSS4rwo/s320/DSCF3218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Al final..huímos a salvo a nuestras camas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A Rito también un día lo jaló la chota...pero eso es otra historia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8951597112528450865?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/8951597112528450865/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=8951597112528450865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8951597112528450865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8951597112528450865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-polica-jal-con-medio-lodo.html' title='La Policía jaló con medio Lodo!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/R094hKqbKwI/AAAAAAAABHI/P4cq529O-t4/s72-c/DSCF3189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6351828143911900997</id><published>2007-11-27T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:56:08.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LODO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0yDLNTQiVI/AAAAAAAAADg/rb7TKh16MEY/s1600-h/lodo+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137625503495129426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0yDLNTQiVI/AAAAAAAAADg/rb7TKh16MEY/s400/lodo+333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lodo...con el fondo de The Wall en laser....sin más pretensión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6351828143911900997?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/6351828143911900997/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=6351828143911900997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6351828143911900997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6351828143911900997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/11/lodo.html' title='LODO'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0yDLNTQiVI/AAAAAAAAADg/rb7TKh16MEY/s72-c/lodo+333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-4284955567225711787</id><published>2007-11-27T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T14:48:42.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>De tour en el Chilango The Police</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0x-RNTQiUI/AAAAAAAAADY/J-YJ7JgfZA0/s1600-h/NOS+POLICE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137620109016205634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0x-RNTQiUI/AAAAAAAAADY/J-YJ7JgfZA0/s400/NOS+POLICE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gus y Memo visitan al famoso productor de un solo miserable disco, Carlo Varela. Molestos por el lleno total de la Plaza de Toros de Zacatecas para ver a la Arrolladora Banda del Alternador... (o Limón... da lo mismo) ...., se desquitaron en la Gran Tenochtitlán gozando al tal The Police, ...ah!... para que no hubiera lío se llevaron a sus señoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-4284955567225711787?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/feeds/4284955567225711787/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32644446&amp;postID=4284955567225711787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4284955567225711787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/4284955567225711787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/11/turismo-con-police.html' title='De tour en el Chilango The Police'/><author><name>OW3W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03576873417729910173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R3WbfYSE3tI/AAAAAAAAAF8/pcWKxSfrhyY/S220/memo%252Bin%252Bjamming2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4SP-_HgufrQ/R0x-RNTQiUI/AAAAAAAAADY/J-YJ7JgfZA0/s72-c/NOS+POLICE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6090702687630926348</id><published>2007-11-05T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:12:22.539-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiesta'/><title type='text'>Have a Cigar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_oD5jK6II/AAAAAAAABCs/tSCj3AEP_gw/s1600-h/Boda_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129573654283872386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_oD5jK6II/AAAAAAAABCs/tSCj3AEP_gw/s320/Boda_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Las esposas..de Memo, de Carlo, de Gus, de Vic...todas contentotas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_n7ZjK6HI/AAAAAAAABCk/HPOHZ8-v_x4/s1600-h/Boda_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129573508254984306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_n7ZjK6HI/AAAAAAAABCk/HPOHZ8-v_x4/s320/Boda_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Lodo y sus mujeres con Lozano Gracia y Guadalupe Pineda...vaya fiesta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_nupjK6GI/AAAAAAAABCc/5_15oNJdurQ/s1600-h/Boda_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129573289211652194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_nupjK6GI/AAAAAAAABCc/5_15oNJdurQ/s320/Boda_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Después de la comida...have a cigar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_ni5jK6FI/AAAAAAAABCU/hc70Aa-yjL0/s1600-h/Boda_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129573087348189266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_ni5jK6FI/AAAAAAAABCU/hc70Aa-yjL0/s320/Boda_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El famoso Jorge Rendón posa con Lodo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_nVJjK6EI/AAAAAAAABCM/UfPRE2iw2K4/s1600-h/Boda_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129572851124987970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_nVJjK6EI/AAAAAAAABCM/UfPRE2iw2K4/s320/Boda_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El agasajado novio (Turro) se relaja con los fumadores de tabaco...felicidades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6090702687630926348?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6090702687630926348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6090702687630926348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-cigar.html' title='Have a Cigar'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ry_oD5jK6II/AAAAAAAABCs/tSCj3AEP_gw/s72-c/Boda_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-6119318699988579599</id><published>2007-10-28T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:56:43.690-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Sesión en la Azotea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUCCZjK6AI/AAAAAAAABBU/X6thOy2QPb8/s1600-h/Photo_Set_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126505991072573442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUCCZjK6AI/AAAAAAAABBU/X6thOy2QPb8/s320/Photo_Set_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - Necesito que esta tonta sesión de fotos termine, pues se me queman las habas de ir con mi nueva novia -dijo Rito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- A tus 39 y en plena pubertad, tienes todo el derecho de dar rienda suelta a tus hormonas amigo! -aconsejó Gus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBvpjK5_I/AAAAAAAABBM/OkKctehW5k8/s1600-h/Photo_Set_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126505668950026226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBvpjK5_I/AAAAAAAABBM/OkKctehW5k8/s320/Photo_Set_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Carlo Varela (quien tomó esta foto) suplicó a Memo que no siguiera contando chistes..pues afectaria nuestra imagen ruda...obviamente, este ignoró la indicación...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBdZjK5-I/AAAAAAAABBE/8XtrWqYJDBM/s1600-h/Photo_Set_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126505355417413602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBdZjK5-I/AAAAAAAABBE/8XtrWqYJDBM/s320/Photo_Set_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mientras Rito se esfuerza en posar como los del Zeppellin..Memo hace gala de sus mejores bromas para arruinar las "tomas en la azotea"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBQJjK59I/AAAAAAAABA8/glFjZ5w9j4c/s1600-h/Photo_Set_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126505127784146898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUBQJjK59I/AAAAAAAABA8/glFjZ5w9j4c/s320/Photo_Set_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Una donde salgan los tinacos y los cables...pero...Memo no te rias!!!!.....fué inutil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-6119318699988579599?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Sesión en la Azotea...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6119318699988579599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/6119318699988579599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/10/sesin-en-la-azotea.html' title='Sesión en la Azotea...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RyUCCZjK6AI/AAAAAAAABBU/X6thOy2QPb8/s72-c/Photo_Set_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8104587178767696484</id><published>2007-09-30T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:59:05.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoko Ono'/><title type='text'>Sesión de viernes por la noche...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_dhTwxL3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/z_YJZanhQ-E/s1600-h/DSCF3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116051266026418034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_dhTwxL3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/z_YJZanhQ-E/s320/DSCF3005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Galletas" (de rojo a la izquierda) aprende a tocar el xilofono...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_czDwxL2I/AAAAAAAAA68/hwt1TZbF7S0/s1600-h/DSCF2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116050471457468258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_czDwxL2I/AAAAAAAAA68/hwt1TZbF7S0/s320/DSCF2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic y sus computadoras amaestradas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_cbzwxL1I/AAAAAAAAA60/ZNjW-DDAPeY/s1600-h/DSCF2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116050072025509714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_cbzwxL1I/AAAAAAAAA60/ZNjW-DDAPeY/s320/DSCF2979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Chismorreando mientras canta Vic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_cATwxL0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/viJAGT_65kw/s1600-h/DSCF2992.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116049599579107138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_cATwxL0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/viJAGT_65kw/s320/DSCF2992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Okidoki!..ya dejemos de ensayar y vamos por unas malditas chelas!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8104587178767696484?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Sesión de viernes por la noche...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8104587178767696484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8104587178767696484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/09/sesin-de-viernes-por-la-noche.html' title='Sesión de viernes por la noche...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rv_dhTwxL3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/z_YJZanhQ-E/s72-c/DSCF3005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1106374821530309553</id><published>2007-09-21T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:14:30.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Bosnia 15 de septiembre!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUyTwxLvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/jjkApM1lCaM/s1600-h/f.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112875068991549170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUyTwxLvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/jjkApM1lCaM/s320/f.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ensayo normal en el estudio: "Tony Levin me hace los mandados!!! " dijo Memo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUJjwxLuI/AAAAAAAAA58/72jHM1PGmm4/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112874368911879906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUJjwxLuI/AAAAAAAAA58/72jHM1PGmm4/s320/b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cuando de repente..."A donde me traen?" perguntó Vic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUAzwxLtI/AAAAAAAAA50/ldr6-C3LVr0/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112874218588024530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUAzwxLtI/AAAAAAAAA50/ldr6-C3LVr0/s320/c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito sin hacer comentarios posa para la celosa lente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvST4TwxLsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sZtlN1vvXgU/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112874072559136450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvST4TwxLsI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sZtlN1vvXgU/s320/a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Autoretrato numero 43 de este blog...es lo mio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSTuTwxLrI/AAAAAAAAA5k/1LrcNLRAqdk/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112873900760444594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSTuTwxLrI/AAAAAAAAA5k/1LrcNLRAqdk/s320/d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Las mejores tomas de esta honda las pondrá proximamente Vic en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lodorock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.myspace.com/lodorock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSTezwxLqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4ac140oVGsQ/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112873634472472226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSTezwxLqI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4ac140oVGsQ/s320/e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito hace de la chís en un agave agreste de la región de Bosnia, Zac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1106374821530309553?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lodorock.hi5.com' title='Bosnia 15 de septiembre!!!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1106374821530309553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1106374821530309553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/09/bosnia-15-de-septiembre.html' title='Bosnia 15 de septiembre!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RvSUyTwxLvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/jjkApM1lCaM/s72-c/f.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5924950858580049759</id><published>2007-09-09T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:59:48.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estudios DAF'/><title type='text'>Sesión 3, Disco 2....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RuSyMyoLhLI/AAAAAAAAA34/rYVW_he5uMg/s1600-h/DSCF2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108403810163459250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RuSyMyoLhLI/AAAAAAAAA34/rYVW_he5uMg/s320/DSCF2866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Buscando la nota adecuada para el requinto de &lt;em&gt;"Solos tú y ese wey"...&lt;/em&gt;el próximo single de Lodo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RuSx2yoLhKI/AAAAAAAAA3w/8zAWumZRu-E/s1600-h/DSCF2855.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108403432206337186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RuSx2yoLhKI/AAAAAAAAA3w/8zAWumZRu-E/s320/DSCF2855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito distrae al personal con sus huevos verdes (que son unas sonajas en realidad)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5924950858580049759?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5924950858580049759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5924950858580049759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/09/sesin-3-disco-2.html' title='Sesión 3, Disco 2....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RuSyMyoLhLI/AAAAAAAAA34/rYVW_he5uMg/s72-c/DSCF2866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7888138466105142033</id><published>2007-08-25T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:49:23.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>El dia que se detuvo la arquitectura en Zacatecas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCb9SoLhJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Y-59RBI421Q/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102749855085462674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCb9SoLhJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Y-59RBI421Q/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Es un honor Rito y Memo, que nos visiten a nuestro cuarto de ensayo...!" expresose Vic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCbJyoLhHI/AAAAAAAAA04/rfn26PldFm4/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102748970322199666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCbJyoLhHI/AAAAAAAAA04/rfn26PldFm4/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "O.K. tocaré un poco el bajo con vosotros..pero nomás poquito que tengo mucha arquitectura por hacer en Zacatecas" Memo, el responsable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCasioLhFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Z5hdUOT-htw/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102748467811026002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCasioLhFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Z5hdUOT-htw/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito aprovecha la lente para posar a la Paul McCartney en "Let it be". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si quieres escuchar a "Lodo" baja rolas en:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lodorock"&gt;www.myspace.com/lodorock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7888138466105142033?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7888138466105142033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7888138466105142033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-dia-que-se-detuvo-la-arquitectura-en.html' title='El dia que se detuvo la arquitectura en Zacatecas...'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RtCb9SoLhJI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Y-59RBI421Q/s72-c/5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5407000523092778698</id><published>2007-08-23T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:49:18.640-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo CD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Pero..¿que demonios?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5GFCoLhEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/C1QNK0d-pis/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102092480276038722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5GFCoLhEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/C1QNK0d-pis/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Se re-abre la puerta del estudio..a la derecha el mural..todo normal...sin novedades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5FlyoLhDI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qXuo-OlJBPY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091943405126706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5FlyoLhDI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qXuo-OlJBPY/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; O.K. las bocinas de Don Chuy Dueñas...los teclados..todo en calma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5FUyoLhCI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i5aJe5QaMUw/s1600-h/DSCF2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091651347350562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5FUyoLhCI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/i5aJe5QaMUw/s320/DSCF2797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pero..¿que demonios?!!..se ve una silueta moviendo algo que...parecen unos cables!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5E_ioLhBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/EnPNwMDZmag/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102091286275130386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5E_ioLhBI/AAAAAAAAA0I/EnPNwMDZmag/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rayos!!! parece que Lodo amenaza con grabar otro disco!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5407000523092778698?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5407000523092778698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5407000523092778698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/08/peroque-demonios.html' title='Pero..¿que demonios?!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rs5GFCoLhEI/AAAAAAAAA0g/C1QNK0d-pis/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-657699148268620168</id><published>2007-08-09T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T14:58:41.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Destino del rock en Zacatecas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Desde tiempos remotos..el sueño de triunfar causa estragos en nuestra cordura...esta vez le tocó el turno a Vic en reciente entrevista para el Canal B15 de la tele local...esto pasó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrtxIbyW6RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7vdzCRhwY_Y/s1600-h/lodo+b15-001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096791793011714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrtxIbyW6RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7vdzCRhwY_Y/s320/lodo+b15-001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-657699148268620168?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/657699148268620168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/657699148268620168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/08/destino-del-rock-en-zacatecas.html' title='Destino del rock en Zacatecas'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrtxIbyW6RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/7vdzCRhwY_Y/s72-c/lodo+b15-001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8211138327463637794</id><published>2007-08-01T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:52:34.152-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bellos Instrumentos'/><title type='text'>Si...ok,ok..pero que tocan???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSX7yW6HI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/K8nmFz-HSMc/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093943224672118898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSX7yW6HI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/K8nmFz-HSMc/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En este episodio "presumimos" los bellísimos juguetes con los que de vez en cuando hacemos riudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSNbyW6GI/AAAAAAAAAnI/mH84r3xuKio/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093943044283492450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSNbyW6GI/AAAAAAAAAnI/mH84r3xuKio/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic tiene a su servicio un bellísimo Ensoniq SQ80 super ochentero..y un órgano Hammond setentero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSDryW6FI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dbvOpJJ5KzQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942876779767890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSDryW6FI/AAAAAAAAAnA/dbvOpJJ5KzQ/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Además un austero pero efectivo añodosmilero Yamaha PSR275....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFR67yW6EI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8SfPt1lJT_0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942726455912514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFR67yW6EI/AAAAAAAAAm4/8SfPt1lJT_0/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus (yo) una guitarra acústica Yamaha CX40 que suena con un Vox Pathfinder 10, una pedalera Boss ME 10 de la Roland y un Create GX 15 para la eléctrica....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRv7yW6DI/AAAAAAAAAmw/4C41cXnjy2U/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942537477351474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRv7yW6DI/AAAAAAAAAmw/4C41cXnjy2U/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A la izquierda una joyita de Memo: un Fender Presicion Bass setentero!!! a la derecha mi Yamaha Pacífica dosmilera left hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRmbyW6CI/AAAAAAAAAmo/yqjyVnEpHYQ/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942374268594210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRmbyW6CI/AAAAAAAAAmo/yqjyVnEpHYQ/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Además un bajo de 5 cuerdas Ibanez Ergodyne..el favorito de Memo..que zumba con un cerebro Create B200XL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRZLyW6BI/AAAAAAAAAmg/KxUioZ_gjCY/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942146635327506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRZLyW6BI/AAAAAAAAAmg/KxUioZ_gjCY/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Por último la fuente principal de decibeles: La Pearl color soldado de Rito...veanse los bellísimos herrajes! los platillos son Bronze de la Zildjan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRGbyW6AI/AAAAAAAAAmY/YoDuFs46Vjk/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093941824512780290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFRGbyW6AI/AAAAAAAAAmY/YoDuFs46Vjk/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Para hacer percusiones Rito necesita también un pandero, baquetas y un par de huevos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8211138327463637794?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8211138327463637794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8211138327463637794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/08/siokokpero-que-tocan.html' title='Si...ok,ok..pero que tocan???'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RrFSX7yW6HI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/K8nmFz-HSMc/s72-c/8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3634846142838835141</id><published>2007-07-05T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T10:41:53.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Recortes II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RxohajwxMQI/AAAAAAAAA_s/uUjFkTlAJAE/s1600-h/thrasheros+89.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123444266247467266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RxohajwxMQI/AAAAAAAAA_s/uUjFkTlAJAE/s320/thrasheros+89.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un rizado Rito y el "bien portado" Gus comparten las rechiflas del respetable (1989)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0OcP0-TFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rZ1UXI6teTE/s1600-h/virgo.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083735432819002450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0OcP0-TFI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rZ1UXI6teTE/s320/virgo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Todo empezó en 1988...esta fué de las primeras ideas de Logo-Mascota...algo así como Nuestra Señora de los Lodos (censurada por el ultraderechista Memo Dueñas)...no cuajó pues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0OMP0-TEI/AAAAAAAAAh8/CA0teirjF7I/s1600-h/prima.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083735157941095490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0OMP0-TEI/AAAAAAAAAh8/CA0teirjF7I/s320/prima.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Anuncio de tocada...creo que fué nuestra primera experiencia en un lugar público...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0N_v0-TDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/zBlW7tsT2dM/s1600-h/triunfo.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734943192730674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0N_v0-TDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/zBlW7tsT2dM/s320/triunfo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Crónica de esa primera tocada en Plaza Goitia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NzP0-TCI/AAAAAAAAAhs/292t5-U6qfA/s1600-h/escaleras.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734728444365858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NzP0-TCI/AAAAAAAAAhs/292t5-U6qfA/s320/escaleras.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esta foto fué tomada en las escaleras del desaparecido periódico "Momento", fuimos ahí para promocionar nuestra incursión en el Festival Cultural (1990)...no salió el Picocho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Nm_0-TBI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3wxN6-YZdsw/s1600-h/semana.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734517990968338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Nm_0-TBI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3wxN6-YZdsw/s320/semana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Flyer Oficial. (Festival Cultural 1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NaP0-TAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/e5xsBIjjw1o/s1600-h/semana+gus.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734298947636226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NaP0-TAI/AAAAAAAAAhc/e5xsBIjjw1o/s320/semana+gus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; De esa presentación, estas fueron algunas notas...creo que no nos fué nada mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NJf0-S_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/9kd8IIcCr1A/s1600-h/vic+armas2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083734011184827378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0NJf0-S_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/9kd8IIcCr1A/s320/vic+armas2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Con su look de ídolo local Víctor se concentra en el piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0M7v0-S-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/uVkUF5TY6OU/s1600-h/lennon.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733774961626082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0M7v0-S-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/uVkUF5TY6OU/s320/lennon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Preparamos, por supuesto, los eventos para conmemorar el 10o. aniversario luctuoso de Lennon, junto a nuestros amigos de "Salida de Emergencia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MvP0-S9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/aWA3AAKkkTU/s1600-h/conferencia.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733560213261266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MvP0-S9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/aWA3AAKkkTU/s320/conferencia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes...organizamos conferencias de prensa y todo el rollo...de izq. a der. no sé, Carlos Olague, Picocho, Salf y Cuauhtémoc Hurtado....al fondo no sé tampoco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MjP0-S8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/hGXuAI4ZSd4/s1600-h/lennon3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733354054831042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MjP0-S8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/hGXuAI4ZSd4/s320/lennon3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic, Ritz y Memo..haciéndola de intelectuales. (Ver caja de Marlboro al centro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MS_0-S7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/IjGU0WFxBhg/s1600-h/bizarro.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733074881956786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MS_0-S7I/AAAAAAAAAg0/IjGU0WFxBhg/s320/bizarro.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Había un grupo -antes que Lodo- de rock progresivo llamado "Extasis"...como nosotros estabamos de vacaciones nos fusionamos para darle vida a la música de Pink Floyd (The Wall) en el Festival Cultural de 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MIv0-S6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/v13BE2D7yoE/s1600-h/biza2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732898788297634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0MIv0-S6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/v13BE2D7yoE/s320/biza2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Gus, Rafael Hernández, Vic y Memo...atrás no se ve, pero estaba Jorge Acuña...buena tocada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0L7f0-S5I/AAAAAAAAAgk/rRnWj1lyJY4/s1600-h/biza1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732671155030930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0L7f0-S5I/AAAAAAAAAgk/rRnWj1lyJY4/s320/biza1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Las críticas favorecieron a "Bizarro".. (llamado así no por el archienemigo de Superman, si no haciendo alusión a la obra de López Velarde "Bizarra Capital")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Lov0-S4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/l4otqUp4GEg/s1600-h/imagen.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732349032483714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Lov0-S4I/AAAAAAAAAgc/l4otqUp4GEg/s320/imagen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En conferencia de prensa para promover el evento del Festival Cultural 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Lff0-S3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/-2zFoAeT478/s1600-h/demo+eden.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083732190118693746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0Lff0-S3I/AAAAAAAAAgU/-2zFoAeT478/s320/demo+eden.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿A que no saben quién patrocinó nuestro demo del 93 "Cara de Cielo"/"Sueños Humectantes"???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0LA_0-S2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/l81HHLbFYPo/s1600-h/lennon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083731666132683618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Ro0LA_0-S2I/AAAAAAAAAgM/l81HHLbFYPo/s320/lennon2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esta fué en 2003...celebrando -también- el aniversario luctuoso de nuestro héroe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3634846142838835141?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3634846142838835141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3634846142838835141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/07/recortes-ii.html' title='Recortes II'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RxohajwxMQI/AAAAAAAAA_s/uUjFkTlAJAE/s72-c/thrasheros+89.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1947721420510009630</id><published>2007-07-04T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:01:50.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cronicas de rock'/><title type='text'>Recortes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como mis socios-Lodo y yo ya estamos cansados de bloggear solamente borracheras y festejos...esta vez compartimos recortes (en dos partes) de prensa y algunos carteles de tocadas oscuras y otras no tanto...chekenlo está divertido!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXe_0-S1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/cl4z7xvWsAM/s1600-h/thrash.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083534269435759442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXe_0-S1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/cl4z7xvWsAM/s320/thrash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito diseñó este cartel para un evento que el mismo organizó (1989)..lo que nunca nos advirtió fué que las otras bandas eran "Thrasheras"...y otra cosa...se le olvidó anunciar al mítico "Mr. Máquina", también estuvo ese día...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXOv0-S0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/UUYwGWuCTbI/s1600-h/pulso.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083533990262885186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXOv0-S0I/AAAAAAAAAf8/UUYwGWuCTbI/s320/pulso.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un trozo de la crónica de la tocada (ver primer cartel) en el 89.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXC_0-SzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nQ4f8xjwg34/s1600-h/pico.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083533788399422258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXC_0-SzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/nQ4f8xjwg34/s320/pico.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Chaférrimo cartel de un tokin en el Tec...bueno...no había Photoshop en el 90...o si??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxW1v0-SyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aTHAmn4lTns/s1600-h/vic+armas.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083533560766155554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxW1v0-SyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aTHAmn4lTns/s320/vic+armas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un relamido Vic canta para los zacatecanos en el lejano 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWuP0-SxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/m_SVb0Ic6GM/s1600-h/armas.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083533431917136658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWuP0-SxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/m_SVb0Ic6GM/s320/armas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Esta foto salió en la prensa local después de una tocada importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWcf0-SwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zILlfx1RzvY/s1600-h/barrocks.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083533126974458626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWcf0-SwI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zILlfx1RzvY/s320/barrocks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ese mismo año hicimos temporada en el bar "Nivel 7"...si...ahí ahora es un bar gay..pero antes no lo era...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWMv0-SvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6WInI4FuL4s/s1600-h/biza3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083532856391518962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxWMv0-SvI/AAAAAAAAAfU/6WInI4FuL4s/s320/biza3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En 1991 nos fusionamos con "Éxtasis" (otra banda local) para formar "Bizarro"...sonábamos bien pero solo tuvimos una tocada....esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxV-v0-SuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZbExqNV12Ws/s1600-h/memo+biza.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083532615873350370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxV-v0-SuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZbExqNV12Ws/s320/memo+biza.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Memo era mas delgado aquella primavera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVr_0-StI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-w7JM-Sj11U/s1600-h/eclipse.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083532293750803154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVr_0-StI/AAAAAAAAAfE/-w7JM-Sj11U/s320/eclipse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En el bar "Eclipse" tuvimos buenos momentos...lo llenabamos tocando puras rolas nuestras!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVSf0-SsI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PlpG1KwpMes/s1600-h/juvenil.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083531855664138946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVSf0-SsI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PlpG1KwpMes/s320/juvenil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pedazo de periódico donde se hablan maravillas de la banda después de una presentación en "Elefante Blanco", en aquel tiempo el mejor antro de Zac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVBf0-SrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/cOqOHEOWDeY/s1600-h/gira.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083531563606362802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxVBf0-SrI/AAAAAAAAAe0/cOqOHEOWDeY/s320/gira.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Flyer oficial de la gira que hicimos en 93.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUuv0-SqI/AAAAAAAAAes/JUCe20aApGA/s1600-h/toma.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083531241483815586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUuv0-SqI/AAAAAAAAAes/JUCe20aApGA/s320/toma.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Eran tiempos de poca gloria en el 95...hasta tocamos un fin de año...(flojera!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUhv0-SpI/AAAAAAAAAek/ZloQoDkSqzo/s1600-h/laberinto.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083531018145516178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUhv0-SpI/AAAAAAAAAek/ZloQoDkSqzo/s320/laberinto.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aunque tocaditas....no nos hemos detenido nunca!!!! aquí eramos los últimos en el cartel (pasaríamos de moda???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUUP0-SoI/AAAAAAAAAec/CcqA4i3mV5k/s1600-h/xepc.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083530786217282178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxUUP0-SoI/AAAAAAAAAec/CcqA4i3mV5k/s320/xepc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; También hacíamos eventos como el "Live Aid"..pero en chiquito pues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxT7P0-SnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NccCQcBMRAI/s1600-h/acoplado.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083530356720552562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxT7P0-SnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/NccCQcBMRAI/s320/acoplado.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Este recorte es de un evento en el Quinta Real donde tocamos las dizque mejores bandas del 98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...claro ahi estuvo Lodo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxTj_0-SmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ByNZR4jOphk/s1600-h/flyer+aco.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083529957288594018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxTj_0-SmI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ByNZR4jOphk/s320/flyer+aco.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Un empresario (como se llamaba ese vato?) nos explotó como pudo y hacía que tocaramos gratis en su bar...lo llenaba y vendía chelas...a nuestra mesa solo llegaba cerveza-caliente-no-gratis....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxTN_0-SlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jbjVgcfkuOo/s1600-h/goitia.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083529579331471954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxTN_0-SlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jbjVgcfkuOo/s320/goitia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Fin de este paseo por el tiempo...este recorte es del  2004...¿que no se cansan de tocar????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Respuesta: No!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1947721420510009630?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1947721420510009630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1947721420510009630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/07/recortes.html' title='Recortes'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RoxXe_0-S1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/cl4z7xvWsAM/s72-c/thrash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-1930866170051793785</id><published>2007-06-22T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:51:08.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>Contexto....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBczv0-TII/AAAAAAAAAic/oUtzbvQeESM/s1600-h/Lodo+96.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084666023383026818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBczv0-TII/AAAAAAAAAic/oUtzbvQeESM/s320/Lodo+96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ensayando donde es ahora un expendio de chela "Uno mas Uno"...ese lugar estaba destinado a estimular el vicio y el pecado mortal...malditos herejes!!!! (Herejes en el orden acostumbrado: Gus, Carlo,Rito y José en 1997).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBbdP0-THI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hlpa9OYDCPA/s1600-h/2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084664537324342386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBbdP0-THI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hlpa9OYDCPA/s320/2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 2003: Formación imposible (dos de cuatro bajistas que han sido Lodos) Lalo y Memo -los mas altos y ultraderechistas- los otros dos Carlo (PAN) y Picocho (PRD)...salen por aquí en los blogs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBbVP0-TGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/k7hMzCCPcso/s1600-h/omar+memo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084664399885388898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBbVP0-TGI/AAAAAAAAAiM/k7hMzCCPcso/s320/omar+memo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Foto de nuestros guitarrista (Omar Mata) y bajista (Memo Dueñas) fundadores de LODO en el Topaz ¿o Taurus? de alguien....quién???'...ha pasado ya mucho tiempo...pero ellos sí que son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypVS2xBSI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aDGpTJcU5ps/s1600-h/CREA+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120663070967074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypVS2xBSI/AAAAAAAAAdM/aDGpTJcU5ps/s320/CREA+89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 1989. Muchachetes soñando con triunfar...una de nuestras rolas decía:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tenía una rata llamada Rasp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;la ví en el suelo y la envolví...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;en una jaula la puse a brincar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuando salí...escapó!"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypOy2xBRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aWtbm7siw74/s1600-h/HARLEY%27S.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120551401817362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypOy2xBRI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aWtbm7siw74/s320/HARLEY%27S.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Portavasos de nuestro añorado "Harley´s"...buena época....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypGy2xBQI/AAAAAAAAAc8/tsJn4UvX5xw/s1600-h/Jos%C3%A9+y+Harold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120413962863874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnypGy2xBQI/AAAAAAAAAc8/tsJn4UvX5xw/s320/Jos%C3%A9+y+Harold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; José Soto (fué "Lodo" de 1995 a 1998) y Arnoldo Puente (guitarrista de "Euterpe") justo el día que el primero dió el anillo de compromiso a su ahora esposa Alicia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rnyo6C2xBPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/CndB0yxz-VM/s1600-h/Gus+en+feria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120194919531762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rnyo6C2xBPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/CndB0yxz-VM/s320/Gus+en+feria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En pleno jamming durante la feria de Zacatecas en 2003....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyoyS2xBOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6R212xR4_T8/s1600-h/memo+in+jamming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120061775545570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyoyS2xBOI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6R212xR4_T8/s320/memo+in+jamming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La historia de este bajo es que Memo lo dejó en la caja de la camioneta toda la madrugada...en la calle y claro...algún vivales se lo robó....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyorC2xBNI/AAAAAAAAAck/6VqAcqTJ9kw/s1600-h/Ritzy-Vianney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119937221493970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyorC2xBNI/AAAAAAAAAck/6VqAcqTJ9kw/s320/Ritzy-Vianney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito atiende a la mas fiel de sus fans...(ex-fan?) su hija Vianney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rnyoiy2xBMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZAjcfgvYSUA/s1600-h/Vickey+en+feria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119795487573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rnyoiy2xBMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ZAjcfgvYSUA/s320/Vickey+en+feria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Vic acomoda las letras insulsas y estúpidas como esa de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"El bufón &lt;strong&gt;fornica*&lt;/strong&gt; a su majestad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pobre Rey Leonardo..yace en su lugar..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* ( la palabra &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fornica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Fué sustituída por "divierte" por el siempre autocensurista Memo Dueñas...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyocC2xBLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/fv8vVdjAyX4/s1600-h/CARTEL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119679523456178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnyocC2xBLI/AAAAAAAAAcU/fv8vVdjAyX4/s320/CARTEL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Chafa -pero no tanto- el cartel para el Harley's...pero es ahora un buen recuerdo....(suspiro)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-1930866170051793785?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1930866170051793785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/1930866170051793785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/06/contexto_22.html' title='Contexto....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RpBczv0-TII/AAAAAAAAAic/oUtzbvQeESM/s72-c/Lodo+96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-5287848276032281972</id><published>2007-06-22T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:56:34.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Historia de Lodo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnymKC2xBKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/V4OyBoT9HQY/s1600-h/lodo+black%26white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079117171262555298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnymKC2xBKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/V4OyBoT9HQY/s320/lodo+black%26white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LODO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Formación Original:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rito Rosales Núñez&lt;/strong&gt;.-Batería.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guillermo Dueñas González&lt;/strong&gt;.-Bajo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Víctor Félix Delgado&lt;/strong&gt;.-Voz, Teclados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gustavo Félix Domínguez&lt;/strong&gt;.-Voz, Teclados, guitarra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Omar Mata Ramírez&lt;/strong&gt;.- Guitarra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1988&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guillermo, Gustavo, Rito y Omar Mata, estudiantes de la carrera de Arquitectura del Instituto Tecnológico de Zacatecas se comprometen a montar una audición para los estudiantes de la escuela, sin haber ensayado nunca juntos, invitan a Víctor Félix, amigo de la carrera de Ingeniería en la U.A.Z. al teclado y ejecutan el 3 de mayo -Día del Arquitecto- por primera vez, una presentación en el I.T.Z., el grupo se autodenomina “APÓSTOL 13”. “Stand by me” de Ben E. King “Get back” de Lennon y McCartney “Rasp” y “El rey ha muerto” (temas originales),son las primeras cuatro interpretaciones del grupo, con muchas deficiencias pero hartas ganas de triunfar y llevándose el reconocimiento de sus compañeros estudiantes.&lt;br /&gt;Omar, en las cuerdas es sustituirlo por Francisco Montoya, para las presentaciones del día del estudiante en la misma escuela.&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ese primer año, el grupo “Apóstol 13” era conocido solo dentro del Tecnológico, pero era tiempo de salir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;El grupo se refunda como un cuarteto Gustavo (guitarra), Guillermo (Bajo), Víctor (teclado) y Rito (Batería), y rebautiza su nombre a “LODO” (tierra y agua, origen de la vida, se confunde con mezcla, o aleación que era la búsqueda de la línea musical de la banda).&lt;br /&gt;Este año es creativo y de mucha actividad dentro del grupo, pues se dan a conocer a nivel local se presentan en un Festival de Rock Pesado (no es el género del grupo) en las instalaciones del CREA, alternando con bandas como “Disturbio Clandestino”, ”Escape” y “Mr. Máquina”, con aceptación de un público diferente.&lt;br /&gt;En mayo se presentan por primera vez al pueblo en “Plaza Goytia" con gran éxito dentro del Festival de la Primavera Musical. Y para junio aparecen en la T.V. local (Canal 3 de Televisa) en el programa “Nuestros Valores” de gran difusión en la época. Lodo interpretó tres temas originales: “Blues de media noche”, ”Punto de Oquedad” y “Clara confusión”.&lt;br /&gt;El resto del año se presentan en planteles educativos de la U.A.Z, I.T.Z. (otra vez), I.T.E.S.M. y otras escuelas.&lt;br /&gt;Para diciembre viene el primer cambio importante en el grupo: Juan Carlos Pinedo sustituye en el bajo a Guillermo Dueñas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1990&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El grupo se prepara para lo que hasta en ese momento sería su gran oportunidad: una presentación en la Plaza de Armas de Zacatecas dentro de los eventos del Festival Cultural, invitados por el Arq. Álvaro Ortiz Pesquera (Director de Cultura del Estado) y preparan temas originales recopilados en los dos años anteriores “Nadie la puede tocar”,”De nuevo atrás”,”Luna de cantera”,”Humedad y niebla”, entre otros, el repertorio es bien recibido por el público y la prensa, y la grabación en audio del concierto es difundida por primera vez en las estaciones de radio locales.&lt;br /&gt;En el resto del año, se presentan en el Café-Bar “La Mancha”, Festival de Rock’n roll de Gente Nueva en el club de golf Bernárdez, Escuelas de la U.A.Z. y varias presentaciones en el I.T.Z., además de abrir el concierto de “El Tri” en las instalaciones de la Feria de Zacatecas, no con gran éxito, pero sirvió para dar a conocer el material de la banda a otro tipo de público.&lt;br /&gt;En Plaza de Armas participan junto con Sergio Fachelli y “Salida de Emergencia” en los festejos del aniversario del diario “El Sol de Zacatecas” .&lt;br /&gt;Diciembre. Se organiza junto con el grupo “Salida de Emergencia” un homenaje póstumo a John Lennon con una gran producción, al final se cancela por fines políticos.&lt;br /&gt;Víctor y Guillermo acuden aun proyecto de grupo llamado “Ohm”.&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo se une a “Salida de Emergencia” en algunas presentaciones y Juan Carlos Pinedo sale del grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1991&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporalmente el grupo se separa, pero los integrantes siguen en actividad, en febrero, Guillermo, Víctor y Gustavo se unen a Jorge Acuña y Rafael Hernández (del grupo “Éxtasis”) y forman “Bizarro”, que ensayan para una presentación en el Festival Cultural. Interpretando la obra “The Wall” de Pink Floyd. en Plaza de Armas.&lt;br /&gt;Rito toca la batería de emergente en algunas presentaciones del grupo local “Cero a la Izquierda”.&lt;br /&gt;Para abril Bizarro se desintegra y Lodo se reúne.&lt;br /&gt;Con su formación original: Guillermo, Gustavo, Rito y Víctor trabajan en sesiones de composición. En ese periodo surgen temas como “Tú en el Edén”,”Abanico de Otoño”,”Cara de Cielo” y otras que a la fecha continúan dentro del repertorio.&lt;br /&gt;En agosto en el Hotel Leo de Jerez, hacen un montaje de “Pink Floyd The Wall” producido por Jesús “el Torero” López.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1992&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En abril se presentan por tercera vez en el Festival Cultural Zacatecas en Plaza de Armas (segunda vez como “Lodo”), abriendo el concierto para en conocido trovador cubano Pablo Milanés y la banda penetra en un público mas adulto, llevándose también el reconocimiento de éstos.&lt;br /&gt;En semana santa hacen temporada en el bar “Nivel 7”, alternando con grupos locales como “Salida de Emergencia”, “Equipo Galimate”,”Tiempo de Rabia” e “Inner Sooth” producido por Francisco Montoya y Francisco Villegas.&lt;br /&gt;Y en verano realizan tocadas en bar “Eclipse”, alternando con “Sombras Blancas”. Y en septiembre se presentan en la Feria Nacional de Zacatecas.&lt;br /&gt;Para diciembre sale nuevamente de la banda Guillermo Dueñas, y lo sustituye el hermano de Víctor: Eduardo Félix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1993&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En abril llevan a cabo su cuarta presentación consecutiva en el Festival Cultural de Zacatecas en Plaza de Armas, abriendo un concierto de los nacionalmente conocidos “Juguete Rabioso”. Y se presentan en las fiestas patronales de Villa García, Zac.&lt;br /&gt;En mayo hacen una tocada en Plaza Goitia alternando con “Mentes Ajenas” organizada por el la carrera de Arquitectura del I.T.Z. con gran éxito.&lt;br /&gt;También en esa primavera realizan sesiones de grabación para demo en Digi-Music Fresnillo de las canciones “Cara de Cielo”, “Sueños Humectantes” y “Tú en el Edén”, esta última se escucha en las estaciones locales de radio con éxito y así el grupo llega al gran público pues también lanza su primer video-clip, dirigido por Guillermo Vargas y Zoyla Fernández (para entonces manager de “Lodo”), y con la participación de la actriz local Susana González. Fue en la Discoteque “Elefante Blanco” la presentación del video “Cara de Cielo” con un gran lleno (inédito para una banda local) y la asistencia de todos los medios locales (prensa, t.v. y radio).&lt;br /&gt;Es entonces el mejor momento de la banda, pues en gira de intercambio visitan y tocan su repertorio en las siguientes ciudades de la República:&lt;br /&gt;San Luis Potosí, Villa de Reyes y Soledad en S.L.P., Rincón de Romos, San Francisco de los Romo y Aguascalientes en Ags., Dolores Hidalgo, Irapuato y Celaya en Guanajuato, Querétaro, San Juan del Río y Tequisquiapan en Qro., Santiago Ixcuintla y Tepic en Nayarit, Tlaquepaque, Tapalpa, Ajijic y Puerto Vallarta en Jalisco y Colima, Manzanillo y Tecomán en Colima.&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque hay roces, frustración y pleitos dentro del grupo, todavía tienen energía para participar en julio en el Concurso Nacional de Rock “Yamaha Band Explosion” en Rockotitlán México, D.F., llegando a la etapa final quedando entre los 10 mejores .&lt;br /&gt;La última presentación de Lodo con su más fructífera alineación fué en el bar local “Cactus”.&lt;br /&gt;Lodo se desintegra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1994&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo se integra al grupo “El son de la Negra” con Arnoldo Puente y Víctor Chew.&lt;br /&gt;Rito apoya a una banda llamada “Las Pesadillas de Mamá”.&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo se integra a “Salida de Emergencia” por poco tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Víctor se hace proyectos de jingles publicitarios.&lt;br /&gt;Todavía se reúnen para recibir un premio local como la Mejor Banda de Zacatecas en 1993 según los medios de comunicación teniendo en la terna a “Sombras Blancas” y “La Granja” de Fresnillo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1995&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primavera. Gustavo, Eduardo y Rito se reúnen para interpretar, en un Festival de Rock en el antro “Elefante Blanco”, los temas “606”, “Mira donde voy” y “Tú en el Edén”.&lt;br /&gt;Para diciembre se integra como tecladista José Soto para una velada-homenaje del aniversario luctuoso no. 15 de John Lennon en la calle Lancaster con la asistencia de público intelectual de la ciudad y repiten repertorio en el concierto de año nuevo en el bar “La Toma” alternando con “El son de la Negra” y “El Torero” con rock virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1996&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lodo trata de retomar el camino reforzándose con el bajista Eduardo de la Torre, el Tecladista José Soto y los fundadores Rito y Gustavo, pero las presentaciones son esporádicas y solo a nivel privado durante ese año.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1997&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se integra el bajista Carlo Varela solo para hacer algunas presentaciones ante poco público, en festivales locales y fiestas privadas. Fue un periodo oscuro, pero aún así en agosto realizan sesiones de grabación de demo en Rincón de Romos, Ags. Con Guillermo Dueñas (otra vez) en la guitarra rítmica. El demo es difundido en programas de radio especializados pero no recibe mucho interés para un público joven perteneciente a una nueva generación, pero son invitados al programa de radio “Volar distinto” en una presentación en vivo en la discoteca “Bananas” alternando con “Sombras Blancas” con relativo éxito. Y en un concierto de varias bandas locales y dentro de la “Fiesta en el Alternativo” en la Explanada del Congreso del Estado alternando con “La Morsa” y “Malamuerte”.&lt;br /&gt;Para diciembre sale José Soto y se reintegra al teclado Víctor Félix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1998&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En semana santa un renacido Lodo participa en una presentación en el bar “Mr. Laberinto” alternando con los locales “Scorcho” comandados por Rafael Hernández. Y durante el verano hacen temporada en el bar “T.N.T.” alternando con otros grupos locales.&lt;br /&gt;Auto-organizan un Concierto para el décimo Aniversario del grupo Lodo en la Plazuela Goitia el tres de mayo (exactamente diez años después de su debut) con gran éxito, e interpretando un repertorio totalmente original. Es un reencuentro con el público.&lt;br /&gt;Además en diciembre participan en un disco acoplado producido por Carlos Núñez, con dos temas (“Cara de Cielo” y “Sueños humectantes” , grabados cinco años atrás pero nunca lanzados) compartiendo créditos con los mejores grupos locales en ese momento: “Ático”, ”Dogmas”, “ Ocio” y “Sombras Blancas”, album que tuvo gran difusión y regresó a Lodo a las estaciones de radio locales, la presentación del material es en el Hotel “Quinta Real”, con tocada de los grupos participantes y Lodo con su alineación original, (con Guillermo Dueñas al bajo) se llevó los aplausos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1999&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En semana santa realizan su quinta aparición en el Festival Cultural, esta vez en el foro alternativo del parque La Peñuela. Sesionan para otra grabación de demo en Vicked Musical con la participación de Eduardo Félix en el teclado con tres temas “No salió el sol”, “Barco de papel” y “Delicias caseras”, pero el material no se difundió, quedando archivado. Solo realizan una presentación pública más en la Plaza Principal de Morelos, Zac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizan su sexta aparición en el Festival Cultural de Zacatecas otra vez en el Foro de la Peñuela teniendo como invitadas en los coros a las hermanas Flor y Alfa Herrera, y hasta diciembre vuelven al escenario para el Concierto de Homenaje Luctuoso no. 20 de Lennon en Plaza Goytia, alternando con “Aspid” con una gran aceptación del público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2001-2002&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Nada) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2003-2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Después de un periodo largo de inactividad, pues cada integrante forma una familia y responde a un trabajo todos los días, el grupo (Gustavo, Guillermo, Víctor y Rito) pretende volver por sus fueros y se reúne con el pretexto de hacer temporada en el bar retro “Harley’s” , propiedad de Jorge Martínez a partir del mes de abril (y haciendo mas de seis meses cada fin de semana) formando un repertorio de canciones clásicas de los 70 y 80´s, volviendo a las influencias básicas del grupo Lodo: Pink Floyd y The Beatles, alternando con temas originales, sirve este foro para reencontrarse con el público y hacer presentaciones nuevamente en foros alternos, como la inauguración del Instituto Tecnológico de Loreto y en el teatro del Pueblo de las Instalaciones de la Feria. Lo que nos hace pensar que a 15 años de su fundación, hay Lodo para rato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enero. Grabaciones del CD "El Relato Principal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Presentaciones en el bar "Fraga" y lanzamiento del CD "El Relato Principal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lodo entra a la red en &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lodorock"&gt;www.myspace.com/lodorock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Se cierra el bar "Fraga"...que haremos ahora?????.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-5287848276032281972?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5287848276032281972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/5287848276032281972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/06/historia-de-lodo.html' title='Historia de Lodo.'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RnymKC2xBKI/AAAAAAAAAcM/V4OyBoT9HQY/s72-c/lodo+black%26white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3249465847702905735</id><published>2007-06-01T23:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T14:58:07.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bosnia'/><title type='text'>Bosnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2jY7sD2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/z0vFekCzkbY/s1600-h/bosnia.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071324268267835234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2jY7sD2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/z0vFekCzkbY/s320/bosnia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Bosnia es el refugio oficial de "LODO"...el sábado (como los judíos) es dia de recogernos -con ayuda chelera- en los brazos de tan fabuloso paraje...ubicado entre Zacatecas y Veta Grande...a unos 2,600 mts. sobre el nivel del mar...desde ahi podemos ver tan lejos que ya es el estado de San Luis Potosí (ver círculo verde)....si señor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2Y47sD1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_KqvBkUJ4yg/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071324087879208786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2Y47sD1I/AAAAAAAAAXc/_KqvBkUJ4yg/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Los atardeceres en Bosnia son los mejores del mundo..ah no???...pues vean esta foto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2Jo7sDzI/AAAAAAAAAXM/TlZyEmFLm5Q/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071323825886203698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2Jo7sDzI/AAAAAAAAAXM/TlZyEmFLm5Q/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En la cúspide de la loma un templo....en el casi fantasmal Veta Grande...chelero....muy chelero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD1_o7sDyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/EkyzXCJdiqY/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071323654087511842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD1_o7sDyI/AAAAAAAAAXE/EkyzXCJdiqY/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En Bosnia todo lo demás vale sombrilla!!! es un lugar donde te desconectas... y ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD1247sDxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/8eYLUKtae1k/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD1jY7sDvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/f5Ci3hPGjCU/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071323168756207346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD1jY7sDvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/f5Ci3hPGjCU/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tantas y tantas fotos que desde tiempos inmemorables nos hemos tomado en nuestro querido Bosnia.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3249465847702905735?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3249465847702905735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3249465847702905735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/06/bosnia.html' title='Bosnia'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmD2jY7sD2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/z0vFekCzkbY/s72-c/bosnia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-124241833358389810</id><published>2007-05-27T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:32:24.089-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Zacatecas'/><title type='text'>25/05/2007 Fraga...otra vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlms147sDjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/owuypYUa234/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272897397984818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlms147sDjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/owuypYUa234/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes de otra intensa batalla para lograr aplausos sin haber ensayado durante un mes (podrían??)...veamos el siguiente album....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmstI7sDiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/77U3G8zCvI8/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272747074129442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmstI7sDiI/AAAAAAAAAVE/77U3G8zCvI8/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Listas estaban las sofisticadas conexiones en aparatos perrísimos de tecnología de última generación...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlmslo7sDhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jWfB_o69aAQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272618225110546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlmslo7sDhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/jWfB_o69aAQ/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes de la tocada el usual ritual de "sobarme la pelona" para darnos suerte....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmscI7sDgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5gkwodo6mhE/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272455016353282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmscI7sDgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5gkwodo6mhE/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Como en sus mejores años en el Gimnasio Coloso (1986-1987)...Rito muestra su estilo para la "defensa anti-abucheos" del público...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmsTo7sDfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/bTIEgpVG528/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272308987465202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmsTo7sDfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/bTIEgpVG528/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Para que el respetable no volviera a corear el &lt;strong&gt;"Juanito, Juanito!!!"&lt;/strong&gt; (pidiendo con clemencia la presencia del DJ local) Víctor tuvo que recordar los solos de teclado de cuando tomó el curso "Estrellita" de la Yamaha allá por 1976 y así cautivar al etílico auditorio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmsKo7sDeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WHv84Ufvw5E/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069272154368642530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RlmsKo7sDeI/AAAAAAAAAUk/WHv84Ufvw5E/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; La silueta de Memo -el amistoso bajista- fué difícilmente capturada, pues sus pasos de baile colombiano contagiaban hasta al escucha mas estático.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlmr-I7sDdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FA-M140lbjs/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069271939620277714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlmr-I7sDdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FA-M140lbjs/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Al final de la batalla cuando parecía que salíamos triunfantes, al sujeto de la foto se le ocurrió que era el momento de gritar el desafortunado y clásico &lt;strong&gt;"Adoren a su líder!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;...cuando el público pedía "otra, otra, otra...." cambiando de inmediato esto por "lárguense idiotas...fuera!!!" y el temible "Juanito, Juanito!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fin (por ahora)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-124241833358389810?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/124241833358389810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/124241833358389810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/05/25052007-fragaotra-vez.html' title='25/05/2007 Fraga...otra vez'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rlms147sDjI/AAAAAAAAAVM/owuypYUa234/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-2718529751690900680</id><published>2007-05-19T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:51:58.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susana González'/><title type='text'>Lodo..Lodo..no Lobo no....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8JuY7sDcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ueidptUpOFU/s1600-h/IMG_2481.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066278798386531778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8JuY7sDcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ueidptUpOFU/s320/IMG_2481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Como Lobos detrás de Susana González un día en diciembre...lobos...no lodos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8Jl47sDbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XZ9JIVW-p4o/s1600-h/IMG_2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066278652357643698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8Jl47sDbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XZ9JIVW-p4o/s320/IMG_2479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Rito -claro- no cedía ni un centímetro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8Jd47sDaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AxjY0rIywp8/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066278514918690210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8Jd47sDaI/AAAAAAAAAUE/AxjY0rIywp8/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Como criaturitas reaccionamos con el abrazo de la famosa zacatecana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reacciones:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Después de esta escena la gente nos preguntaba si eramos el grupo "Lobo"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Víctor (Rockstar)-nada raro- nos dejó plantados para esa tocada y luego lamentó no haber saludado a la González.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Trascendió que Víctor en su casa hizo un montaje en Photoshop (no disponible) donde sale también su cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Susana González subió al escenario donde dirigió unas palabras muy chidas al grupo Lodo y sus inicios como modelo en nuestro video allá por 1993.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Un dia después Susana volvió al Fraga y el grupo en turno quería que subiera también al escenario y la famosa les dijo no...nada más con Lodo  ¡Bien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-2718529751690900680?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2718529751690900680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/2718529751690900680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/05/lodolodono-lobo-no.html' title='Lodo..Lodo..no Lobo no....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rk8JuY7sDcI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ueidptUpOFU/s72-c/IMG_2481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-8843901142040048486</id><published>2007-05-10T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:54:36.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tablaturas'/><title type='text'>Toca fácil con Lodo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOfcJoJ84I/AAAAAAAAATc/OW5FD-u68Os/s1600-h/mina97.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063065712064066434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOfcJoJ84I/AAAAAAAAATc/OW5FD-u68Os/s320/mina97.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; Rito sujetando la "membrana" en la cabeza de Vic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para escucharla puedes apretar: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lodorock"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;www.myspace.com/lodorock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" Playa Cozumel "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letra y Música G.A. Félix/V.G. Félix/R. Rosales/C. Varela (1998)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro: Fmaj7 Em7 ://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fmaj7&lt;br /&gt;Con el hueco en la arena de tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Em7&lt;br /&gt;Te conozco a ti&lt;br /&gt;Fmaj7&lt;br /&gt;Y la espuma blanca en tus senos&lt;br /&gt;Em7 Fmaj7 Em7 Fmaj7 Em7&lt;br /&gt;Playa Cozumel . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fmaj7&lt;br /&gt;No me dejes si es que no te encuentro&lt;br /&gt;Em7&lt;br /&gt;Regresa por mí. . .&lt;br /&gt;Fmaj7&lt;br /&gt;Estrellas fugaces en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Em7&lt;br /&gt;¿Volverás aquí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Repetir )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossa : Cmaj7 Dm7 ://&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-8843901142040048486?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8843901142040048486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/8843901142040048486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/05/toca-fcil-con-lodo.html' title='Toca fácil con Lodo!!!'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOfcJoJ84I/AAAAAAAAATc/OW5FD-u68Os/s72-c/mina97.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-7911214086178805854</id><published>2007-05-10T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:52:00.747-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lodo rock'/><title type='text'>Bar Harley´s (2003-2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkONEZoJ83I/AAAAAAAAATU/CA63a5reFyk/s1600-h/100_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063045512832873330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkONEZoJ83I/AAAAAAAAATU/CA63a5reFyk/s320/100_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Plazuela Goitia (al frente el Teatro Calderón)...hasta donde recuerdo, es la última tocada pública de Lodo (3 añotes ya!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOMaJoJ82I/AAAAAAAAATM/BgCn0Fnjx7k/s1600-h/100_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063044786983400290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOMaJoJ82I/AAAAAAAAATM/BgCn0Fnjx7k/s320/100_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Aquí es donde Memo muestra su estilo con el bajo de 5 cuerdas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOL9ZoJ81I/AAAAAAAAATE/WBSnaaX3GhQ/s1600-h/100_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063044293062161234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOL9ZoJ81I/AAAAAAAAATE/WBSnaaX3GhQ/s320/100_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En aprietos por "zumbidos-no-planeados" (dicen que son las voces de gente muerta en la Toma de Zacatecas, manifestándose através de los cables) que aparecen siempre antes de cada tocada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOLYZoJ80I/AAAAAAAAAS8/cT1k-XzrpoM/s1600-h/100_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063043657407001410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOLYZoJ80I/AAAAAAAAAS8/cT1k-XzrpoM/s320/100_0058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; En aquellos años todos los viernes y sábados (ufff! agotador) eran de Lodo en el "rucko's bar" Harleys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOK7JoJ8zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/X6xbg8YRWaU/s1600-h/Lodo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063043154895827762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkOK7JoJ8zI/AAAAAAAAAS0/X6xbg8YRWaU/s320/Lodo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Antes de esto...cada quien dormía tranquilo en sus casas...con sus hijos...con sus esposas..el Harleys sirvió para volver a juntar a este cuarteto "in-des-in-te-gra-ble".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dias después Víctor (izquierda) y Gus (derecha) fueron sorprendidos hurtando un poco de chela en el refrigerador principal del bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Antes...durante un operativo anti-droga, por razones inexplicables, Rito (de Batman) se "estresó" mucho...pero después se "desestresó" otra vez.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-7911214086178805854?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7911214086178805854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/7911214086178805854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/05/bar-harleys-2003-2004.html' title='Bar Harley´s (2003-2004)'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RkONEZoJ83I/AAAAAAAAATU/CA63a5reFyk/s72-c/100_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32644446.post-3343826574238997654</id><published>2007-05-04T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T00:46:19.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aniversario'/><title type='text'>It was 19 years ago today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmED4o7sD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/O8r-o1xWL9Q/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071338926991216498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmED4o7sD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/O8r-o1xWL9Q/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Para ver todo el collage...consigue el CD "El Relato Principal"...es fácil....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RjwA85oJ8SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/03WpnhwryW4/s1600-h/toomuch.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060921127518990626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RjwA85oJ8SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/03WpnhwryW4/s320/toomuch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "Cahuamemos" hoy que mañana moriremos!!!! (Rito-man).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RjwAfpoJ8RI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R-nkyPCDlfs/s1600-h/1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060920625007816978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RjwAfpoJ8RI/AAAAAAAAAN0/R-nkyPCDlfs/s320/1988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeras "placas" conocidas de la alineación original en el lejano 1988..(de arriba a abajo de izq. a der.) Rito, Memo, Gus y Vic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rjv_QZoJ8QI/AAAAAAAAANs/aKX0543Vt8w/s1600-h/1988-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060919263503184130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/Rjv_QZoJ8QI/AAAAAAAAANs/aKX0543Vt8w/s320/1988-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ¿Que será, que será de nuestra vida que será?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Respuesta: Memo (arquitectura minimalista-ortodoxa)...Rito-(cad)...Gus y Vic (El Relato Principal.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dato: "&lt;strong&gt;Lodo&lt;/strong&gt;" SE PRESENTÓ POR VEZ PRIMERA EL 3 DE MAYO DE 1988 bajo el nombre de "Apóstol XIII"...it was 19 years ago today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32644446-3343826574238997654?l=quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3343826574238997654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32644446/posts/default/3343826574238997654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quenoseenteremipadre.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-was-19-years-ago-today.html' title='It was 19 years ago today....'/><author><name>Gustavo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12466173139759313960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RaqlHZv9DZI/AAAAAAAAABM/ba-p1IXPyS8/s320/c.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MzAf17a3itg/RmED4o7sD3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/O8r-o1xWL9Q/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
