Even the Argentine bands are leaving me! It is official, it is time for me to go, when it goes so far that even amazing, Argentine bands are deciding to take a break of indeterminate length while I am here. But man, what a going away show they threw…best I have been by far!
Saturday night was the good bye show of Los Piojos (which means the fleas)…
They have been rockin’ in Argentina for over 20 years, and are a classic rock band, and a lot of fun to listen to.
Check them out…this is my favorite song by them, though they didn’t play it!
Bicho de Cuidad
This is another fun song called, Desde lejos no se ve.
So early Saturday my friend Maria Elena and I took off for her families house in Quilmes (a city between here and Buenos Aires) to drop off her daughters and a bunch of our stuff, and then her friend swung by and we took off. When we left it was about 35 degrees and raining. The show was in the soccer stadium of River, one of the two big soccer teams in Buenos Aires (the other being Boca Juniors). The stadium full seats about 60 people…but for the show they covered the field and put most of the fans on the field itself. We were not lucky enough to get those tickets (even though there were about 30,000 of them sold), and so to add to the amazing cold and rain, we sat up in the grand stands with the whipping wind!
We didn’t care. We danced and screamed and jumped around….lost all feeling in many different body parts and had the time of our lives. They played for over three hours, and at one point came out to thank the crowd and the 30,000 sweaty jumping loose cannon fans in front of the stage held up home made banners telling them how much they loved Los Piojos and where they were from…and he read THEM ALL! Thanked the whole friggin’ country! And people came from all over the country to say good bye. It was fantastic and emotional….and the band wanted to keep playing and playing, but apparently there is a city ordinance that after 1 am shows have to be over, so the neighbors can sleep or something ridiculous. So at one ten, in the middle of like the 4th encour, the lead singer came out and announced that he had to stop playing because the government told him he had to. You can imagine how these rebellious Argentines took to that news! It was brilliantly played on his part! People booed and hissed and got angry and indignant. It was fun. But we all had to close up shop for the night and we started our long trek home.
I dropped into bed at 4 in the morning in Quilmes, frozen, teeth chattering, starving, without voice, exhausted and the happiest person on earth.
