a la verdad el meme ademas de pacotillero es tremendo descarado. que deje de hacerse el victima que el castigo que alega que le dieron en cuba fue mandarlo a cantar a varadero. nadamenos que lo sacan de las producciones de tropicana en la capital y lo meten en el balneario de la isla, en la revista musical del hotel kawama, el hueco exotico del momento, de paredes rocosas y palmeras, donde estaba toda la pudricion, el vicio. que no joda. a mi me hubiera gustado que cuando me penalizaron en el ejercito en camagüey, no por decir que me iba de cuba sino por escaparme para los carnavales de ciego de avila en 1976 me hubieran dicho: 'recluta varela, usted se va a tocar piano al kawama'. pero en cambio me encerraron en un calabozo a esperar la fiscalia militar. y despues de asustarme con la carcel kilo 8 me transfirieron al ejercito juvenil del trabajo a cortar caña en el central senado de nuevitas. que no joda el meme ahora. estuvo clavado en varadero intercalando con luis carbonell y a cada rato recibiendo a rosita fornes con su cola de perversion detras, orgias con jovencitos, todos empastillados y tostandose en la arena fumando cigarros americanos hasta que se fue del pais. y ahora dice que estaba castigado. y usted ve a todos los enfermitos de la epoca, junto a las putas y los pendencieros de cabaret, que se ponen a decir que si el meme sufrio por quererse ir. y hasta yoani sanchez escribe sobre el meme. lo que hay que aguantar. en cuba se acaba de dar un homenaje a la musica del meme este fin de semana, que en realidad es el feeling de olga guillot, bola e nieve, adolfo guzman, landy de la rosa, tirso diaz, portillo de la luz, jose antonio mendez, ñico rojas, rosendo ruiz hijo, frank emilio y aida diestro que junto a moraima secada, omara portuondo y elena burke fundaron el cuarteto las d'aida. solo despues llego el meme al mameo ese, merodeando los jam session de santa clara con el grupo los fantasmas (que se fueron todos en una lancha), y se pone a imitar a las d'aida con su cuarteto los meme dando gritos. entonces el ministerio de cultura de cuba quiere ahora atraer a toda esa crapula a la habana otra vez para sacarle dinero y apela a este viejo maricon con el pelo pintado de caoba para hacer una acercamiento con miami y lo invitan, pero no va, alegando la dictadura castrista. lo mismo que hacen willy chirino y gloria estefan, piden dinero por ir y cuando no les dan, alegan que ellos se negaron a cantar alla. parece que al meme no le resulto bien el pasaje por xael, hospedaje, comida, par de pingueros y mil pesos de cubatur. y no va. queria mas fula, carro y 5 estrellas. pero si es que aca se esta comiendo un cable. una noche lo vi en un bar de la 8 mosqueado con 4 locas periqueras alrededor y una copa para la propina encima del piano con veinte dolares en billeticos de a 5. que no joda el meme. los cuentos en miami, a los comemierdas.©varela
the truth is el meme, in addition to pacotillero is big brash. he has to leave playing the victim 'cause the punishment that he alleges that they gave him in cuba was send him to sing to varadero beach. so he was removed from the productions of tropicana in the capital and relocated in the island's resort, in the musical revue of the kawama hotel, the exotic hole of the moment, rocky walls and palm trees, where all the debauch was, the vice. don't fuck with me. to me i would have liked that when i was penalized in the army in camagüey, not saying that i would like to get out of cuba but from escaping to the ciego de avila's carnival in 1976 they had told me: 'recruit varela, you are going to play piano at the kawama'. but instead i was locked in a dungeon to expect the military prosecutor's office. and after scaring me with the kilo 8 i was transferred to the ejercito juvenil del trabajo to cut sugarcane in the central senado of nuevitas. that meme doesn't fuck with me now. he was nailed in varadero interspersed with luis carbonell and each while receiving rosita fornes with her tail of perversion behind, orgies with young men, all high on pils and getting tan on the sand smoking american cigarettes until he left the country. and now he says that he was punished. and you see all the enfermitos of the era, along with the cabaret's whores and anti-social, saying that the meme suffered by wanting to go. and up to yoani sanchez writes about the meme. what you need to endure. in cuba just was given a tribute to the music of the meme this weekend, which is actually the feeling of olga guillot, bola e nieve, adolfo guzman, landy de la rosa, tirso diaz, portillo de la luz, jose antonio mendez, ñico rojas, rosendo ruiz jr, frank emilio and aida diestro who founded the d'aida quartet together with omara portuondo, moraima secada and elena burke. only then el meme came to the inside wandering at the santa clara's jam session with los fantasmas group (that all of them fled in a speed boat), and he begins to imitate the d'aidas with his quartet los meme shouting out. then the ministry of culture of cuba wants now attract this debauch to havana again to make money and it appeals to this old faggot with hair dyed mahogany to make a rapprochement with miami and invite him, but he didn't go, arguing the castro dictatorship. the same thing that made willy chirino and gloria estefan, asking for money to go and when they don't give them, allege that they refused to sing there. it seems that to el meme not resulted enough the passage by xael, lodging, food, a couple of pingueros and thousand pesos as cubatur paid. and he didn't go. he asked more fula, car and 5 stars. but it's that here he is dying of hunger. one night i saw him in a bar at 8 street with only 4 locas empericadas around and a cup for the tip on top of the piano with twenty dollars in bills of 5s. don't fuck with me, meme. in miami, the tall tales, to the wits.©varela
the truth is el meme, in addition to pacotillero is big brash. he has to leave playing the victim 'cause the punishment that he alleges that they gave him in cuba was send him to sing to varadero beach. so he was removed from the productions of tropicana in the capital and relocated in the island's resort, in the musical revue of the kawama hotel, the exotic hole of the moment, rocky walls and palm trees, where all the debauch was, the vice. don't fuck with me. to me i would have liked that when i was penalized in the army in camagüey, not saying that i would like to get out of cuba but from escaping to the ciego de avila's carnival in 1976 they had told me: 'recruit varela, you are going to play piano at the kawama'. but instead i was locked in a dungeon to expect the military prosecutor's office. and after scaring me with the kilo 8 i was transferred to the ejercito juvenil del trabajo to cut sugarcane in the central senado of nuevitas. that meme doesn't fuck with me now. he was nailed in varadero interspersed with luis carbonell and each while receiving rosita fornes with her tail of perversion behind, orgies with young men, all high on pils and getting tan on the sand smoking american cigarettes until he left the country. and now he says that he was punished. and you see all the enfermitos of the era, along with the cabaret's whores and anti-social, saying that the meme suffered by wanting to go. and up to yoani sanchez writes about the meme. what you need to endure. in cuba just was given a tribute to the music of the meme this weekend, which is actually the feeling of olga guillot, bola e nieve, adolfo guzman, landy de la rosa, tirso diaz, portillo de la luz, jose antonio mendez, ñico rojas, rosendo ruiz jr, frank emilio and aida diestro who founded the d'aida quartet together with omara portuondo, moraima secada and elena burke. only then el meme came to the inside wandering at the santa clara's jam session with los fantasmas group (that all of them fled in a speed boat), and he begins to imitate the d'aidas with his quartet los meme shouting out. then the ministry of culture of cuba wants now attract this debauch to havana again to make money and it appeals to this old faggot with hair dyed mahogany to make a rapprochement with miami and invite him, but he didn't go, arguing the castro dictatorship. the same thing that made willy chirino and gloria estefan, asking for money to go and when they don't give them, allege that they refused to sing there. it seems that to el meme not resulted enough the passage by xael, lodging, food, a couple of pingueros and thousand pesos as cubatur paid. and he didn't go. he asked more fula, car and 5 stars. but it's that here he is dying of hunger. one night i saw him in a bar at 8 street with only 4 locas empericadas around and a cup for the tip on top of the piano with twenty dollars in bills of 5s. don't fuck with me, meme. in miami, the tall tales, to the wits.©varela