Yesterday night, my partner Jesus and I were to gala tribute
"Por Bali", a prolific actor, a
connaisseur of rock and roll and many other music, a charming and kindly man whom everybody loved, suddenly death a fee weeks ago, letting us in shock.
The reaction of his acquaintances and friends over the Internet was tremendous from the start. The act of last night, with dozens of public testimonies of affection expressed to the family, could move something inside me, especially the chance to know him better. But it also made me feel that a social action around something so private and terrific is too hard. I would have been very difficult to digest if it had been around my husband or my brother.
In any case, more personal, the party made me think that I don´t want to lose touch with the generation to which I belong, yesterday represented by musicians, actors and other cultural producers,... like me in the past.
Now that I work just in new technologies, creative people around is quite younger than me. The relationships I have established now are very interesting and productives, but less comfortable. I go to follow the evolution of my generation mates.
Image on top, from Javier Balibrea Blog, El Bali's brother and main producer of gala tribute.
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