"Habrás insultado el recuerdo de mi madre"

An entry I wrote in August but never published... just found it. Silly me!

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The title of the blog, from Neruda's "Tango del viudo," means in English, "you will have already insulted the memory of my mother." There were so many people in class today that got a kick out of it, basically because it seems like the equivalent of making a "your mom" insult in Spanish! Seriously, I read this line and the first thing I thought was, "why did you have to bring his mom into it!" Glad to see that even in scholarly poetry mom insults are not out of bounds.

Really, the only other thing I have to address is the mystical musical moment that I had last night. I went out dancing with a few friends, but after an hour we decided we weren't feeling it, so we went to get coats and go. Well, while we were waiting for a friend, my friend Fred happened to sit down in front of two huge sub-woofers that were on a perch. Seconds later, I realized that his life was forever changed as he indulged in the infinite energy being emitted from the speaker. Now, to understand this, you have to know that Fred is totally into music and draws so much passion from it. Soon after I sat down next to him and could understand the transcendental experience he had--it was incredible. The energy from the parlante reverberated within the depths of my body in an indescribable way. There was a sensation of air moving across my skin, because, well, the frequency was so low that it was. See, speakers create sound by displacing air particles at different rates, and since the speaker was so loud and so low (low frequencies create long wavelengths), I could feel like air being displaced from the sound being produced. So just think, hundreds of people dancing around us, and for 15 minutes we were lost in our own word taking in the energy of the sub-woofer. I do not know if I will ever be able to hear those frequencies every again, good thing I do not have much use for them! As for Fred, he said that he was now able to die a happy man... I have never seen anyone fall in love with an inanimate object before.