Dark Ballet
The song used in this film is ever, though I used a gothic version of it instead of the normal faster almost upbeat version. I wanted to use Guantanamera because it has a special meaning to me.
In the early 1970s when I was a kid, I'd never ever seen my dad make a display of exuberant joy, and I certainly never heard him sing. The only music my parents ever played at home was either classical or folk. I never heard Mexican nor, in the case of this song, Cuban music.
My dad was always a large, serious man and conservative. He didn't even like the Lawrence Welk show. One day a friend of his had tried to play it for him, and my dad got angry and made him turn it off.
One evening my parents took us to a dinner party with several of their friends. Everyone there was Argentinian (including my family). One of the men put a record on the player, and for the first time I heard a strange kind of song, and suddenly my dad and all the men there started singing enthusiastically and loudly along with the record. I don't know if I was more surprised he knew the words or that he was singing at all. He and his friends were belting out like opera singers the lyrics to Guantanamera. It's the only time I every saw my dad sing, and it's the only time I ever remember him showing exuberance.
So the last few days I've been listening to this song, and I decided to make a film with it.
It being me, of course, I made it gothic and added a skeleton.
Dark Ballet
The song used in this film is ever, though I used a gothic version of it instead of the normal faster almost upbeat version. I wanted to use Guantanamera because it has a special meaning to me.
In the early 1970s when I was a kid, I'd never ever seen my dad make a display of exuberant joy, and I certainly never heard him sing. The only music my parents ever played at home was either classical or folk. I never heard Mexican nor, in the case of this song, Cuban music.
My dad was always a large, serious man and conservative. He didn't even like the Lawrence Welk show. One day a friend of his had tried to play it for him, and my dad got angry and made him turn it off.
One evening my parents took us to a dinner party with several of their friends. Everyone there was Argentinian (including my family). One of the men put a record on the player, and for the first time I heard a strange kind of song, and suddenly my dad and all the men there started singing enthusiastically and loudly along with the record. I don't know if I was more surprised he knew the words or that he was singing at all. He and his friends were belting out like opera singers the lyrics to Guantanamera. It's the only time I every saw my dad sing, and it's the only time I ever remember him showing exuberance.
So the last few days I've been listening to this song, and I decided to make a film with it.
It being me, of course, I made it gothic and added a skeleton.