Tuesday, June 29, 2004

Waiting for the chickens to cross hit the road, Lyricist sings of "El candidato de la gente" (Argentina's Reality TV Political Experiment)


While Veritas -- adorned in a fetching little black dress -- paints the town in phosphorescent clue-revealing dust ...

... the Lyricist ponders Apples and Googles ... but then settles
on another song fragment from
Evita:


[SUNG TO THE MELODY OF EVITA'S "WHAT'S NEW, BUENOS AIRES"] (Duh!)
WHAT'S NEW ... Buenos Aires?
YOU, TOO ...
CAN BE A LEADER ...
... all you gotta do is GET IN LINE!


We ... know ... you'll ... do fine.

JUST WAIT RIGHT HERE ... Buenos Aires.
STEP BACK ...
UNTIL your name is called and we will see ...
... if you've got a touch of star quality.


Pin that badge ... on your chest ... Take a rest.
There's eight hundred before you.

Prime your head... for the press ... There's a journalist
waiting to grill you.

All you'll get ...
is a moment to express ...
just WHAT you are... IN TERMS THE PRESS can handle.

YOUR TURN, Buenos Aires.
T-V ...
might leap you to the very top ...
... of so-ci-e-ty.


The chances ... you missed ...in your life
may now all be transcended.

A new People's Party ... with you at the head
when show's ended.

SIXTEEN FOLKS ... from the hundreds that are here.
THE PRESS-CLASS makes that CHOICE ...
and THEN comes voting.


THAT'S HOW ... Buenos Aires
PLAYED IT ... A lot more open than what happened HERE:
where it's closed... but queer.

[AND AS THE MUSIC FADES ... NOTHING EXCEPTIONAL HAPPENS ... NOT YET.]