Last Saturday, November 20, we went to see the musical "Hoy no me I can levant" at the Teatro Tivoli in Barcelona. A great show of more than 3 hours. This music is an overview of the 80's through the music group Mecano. And I came after a lot of stories.
I started the 80 to 15 years and I ended up with 25, married with a daughter on the road. God do there, how much work in 10 years!
They started with a high general entry of democracy in Spain after 40 years of dictatorship. I remember the daily demonstrations in Girona, with gray delivering blows to anyone who was put in front. Propaganda spread by those who had some initial games that I did not understand: CDC, PSC, PSUC, UDC, ERC, UCD, PSP, ... Go to those premises where they were in there I felt nice to be committing any ilegalitat, the local CDC in Las Ramblas, PSUC on the road to Barcelona ... seeing those gentlemen out there who would each later newscasts.
General strikes, student strikes, general adopted, as it always ended when I played myself. What we always work touched me, something that even I got to like.
And of course, come the next 23F 1981. That afternoon one of my brothers came home from his walk to the Rambla, happy because there had been a coup. My father almost smeared on the wall. The next class the professor of history they could show off with the radio on. It seemed that normality was returning.
And the following year, 1982, I passed COU, selectivity, driving license and no military service. Twenty months I spent! What success when they removed the requirement.
The emergence of drugs that started slowly and went speeding. Of the leeks to the emergence of cocaine and heroin after it swept among a segment of youth. And finally, AIDS, which ended with the remaining rights. I remember a good friend who one day gave him an envelope with white powder, so try it "and so would his girlfriend to a hundred." It's a brave guy. Paperina He put on the bedside table and not touched. His mother asked him what it was: "Cocaine" he said. The mother did not believe, but he threw the paperina. Neither would have touched. He was brave and clever. But we all know someone who failed to pass the drug.
Incidentally, I discovered that the song "Barco a Venus" was referring to a trip by hallucinogenic drugs. Never in my life I had realized I had this message. Like so many others.
All this led to the decade that lived very intensely. It's like coffee so strong that you make to certain sites and spend a whole day like a rocket. We went from black and white colors see them all in ten years. I did not have the stomach for digestion prepared so heavy.
The music reminded me that someone had said that nothing remains 80. Well, many stayed and were many things, many memories, many experiences. My eldest daughter, comes from those years. Born in May 1990. What a great way to close a decade.