Gustavo Cerati – August 11th 1959 to September 4th 2014
I’m going to start this post with what got me into Cerati in the first place. This image above. I saw the video (Te llevo para que me lleves) many years ago and I just loved his daft sense of humour and of course his voice. Even in his last videos, he’s still having a joke and being silly. This is how I’m going to remember him.
Well, I should have had something prepared for this post as I think we all knew in our hearts things weren’t going to get much better.
Though part of me never actually even contemplated that I’d be here writing about his passing. It’s weird as to the timing as I changed my profile pic on twitter from the Cerati one (below) to my own face for the first time in 4 years only last week.
Got the inspiration for this post from riding my bike the other day, it’s been quite chilly here and for some reason that I don’t quite understand I’ve always like my head covered when it’s cold – I love hats, all kind of hats, berets are my favourite (note to self – find a shop that sells decent ones.) Maybe my mother instilled this into me when I was little as Scottish winters were sometimes quite fierce.
Me, my Mum and a dog
I was also walking down the street and actually took off my hat for good reason as it was actually too warm; the Spring Equinox is nearly upon us and I’m happy as the energy is changing again, the balance between night and day, the surge of new Spring energy is starting to kick in; coupled with a Full Moon in Virgo on Saturday 19th March (at its lunar perigee – closest to the Earth). Here’s an excellent blog post about this Virgo full moon. It will be great for getting my hands in the soil and lots of practical work done. There is a lot going on celestially.
Well there isn’t words I can really describe how I feel about her, I’m sure they’ll come eventually, I’m slow to love, really love and I take my time with how I feel and deal with things.
She has been gone for over 3 years now, even though I’m fine about it most of the time, it still gets me, when I least expect it.
Stupid stuff, like watching a movie – you don’t realise the extent of how deep your feelings go until they’ve actually left the bloody planet. How annoying is that?
I’ve never been really good with parent stuff, it just made me feel uncomfortable and so I moved 350 miles away – just to make sure.