The Joy and Benefits of YouTube: From Learning to Music

One is very smellable on YouTube. The truth is that I think it is the best platform, the best of all those that have been invented due to global computing and so on. You can learn to make a clay oven, a wooden table, to prune a tree…; You can also learn what Quantum Physics is and how it works or receive history or philosophy lessons in a very comfortable way and, above all, for free. On some occasion, (few, thank God!), one was tempted to become a ‘youtuber’, but I didn’t do it, because my ignorance is infinite but not daring.

In any case, what I watch the most on YouTube are recipe videos, because they distract me a lot and at the same time I learn, and music. We all know that music tames beasts, that it makes cows give more milk and chickens lay more eggs, and when the ‘dana’ of depression or boredom settles in my head, there is nothing that calms me down. more than listening to, and seeing, the great conductors and the best orchestras, the singers of my childhood and my adolescence; listen to and see the best songs of all time, like ‘Pedro Navaja’, so that the acute depression in your fucking head dissipates like a storm, like a bad dream, like the most atrocious of nightmares. When you listen to them, when you see them, everything becomes peace and calm, which I am really grateful for, because otherwise things could end very badly…

These days the newspapers have agreed to talk about the exorbitant number of suicides (or attempted suicides) that occur in León (we are among the red provinces) and in Spain. They are outrageous and affect all social classes and, what is more worrying, all ages. Why does a fifteen-year-old boy want to erase himself from life? Boy, I don’t know, but he makes me crazy that they even think about it, since they have their whole lives ahead of them and infinitely better prospects than all their ancestors had. And yet, they do it harder every day and sometimes they succeed. All of God’s life there were recalcitrant romantics who sank because a girl, (or the other way around), didn’t pay any damn attention to them; In my youth it was solved, most of the time, by grabbing a dirty Cossack, the kind that left you lying on the floor of the bar and in which friends took you home and left you lying on the doormat. Of course, it wasn’t the best solution, but it was preferable to getting you out of the way, one is going to stop! The next day, with a hangover from the ciborium, you wanted to die, yes, but metaphorically, regretting the ridiculous thing you had done and with the promise, (which you never kept), to stop drinking and smoking and to fall in love with any pelandusca who only I sought to make you suffer. From there to throwing yourself out the window, to taking a box of aspirin in one go, there was an abyss that was rarely attempted to be crossed. One, who was always a fucking disaster when it came to the groin, acted several times as the circus clown that everyone laughed at. But he never thought, not even remotely, of erasing himself…

Returning to YouTube… The passion for classical music was born in me and in hundreds of thousands of people of my generation listening to an RNE program: ‘Popular classics’, which was broadcast every day at four in the afternoon ; It was directed and presented by Fernando Argenta, son of the legendary conductor Ataulfo ​​Argenta, and Araceli González Campa. It lasted on the airwaves for many years and discovered to me, as if it were a revelation, that ‘cultured’ music could be exciting and fun. Today, when I find myself in the situations that I have described above, there is nothing that reintegrates me into the world of the living than seeing Carlos Kleiber, (a fucking genius who died in 2004 but for whom he does not pass in the time in the videos), conduct a Beethoven symphony or ‘The Twilight of the Gods’, by Richard Wagner. Or seeing Tomomi Nishimoto conducting an orchestra, in which the majority are males, Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture. By the way, the Nishimoto is as good as pie, which is appreciated, because it brightens the look. I hope that the usual idiots to whom hearing about someone being crazy seems worse than a mortal sin, the usual kind, will get angry with me. In this case, I have no desire to argue. I’m just saying and affirming that Tomomi looks amazing; If you don’t want to watch, don’t watch, but I recommend that you go to YouTube and you will agree with me, without a doubt.

My fascination with YouTube reaches such a point that I am about to upload a video of the ‘rural philosopher without published work’, by my five and a half year old grandson, in which he invents an exceptional song, worthy of a distinguished lyricist. The chorus says, more or less: “I have a super pretty cousin and a big-headed grandfather,” so you can get an idea of ​​what’s coming next. One, like a good grandfather, is proud of the boy and I will do anything so that this early vocation does not disappear, so that it bears fruit, so that it becomes his profession. Besides, he doesn’t care if he messes with me and calls me stubborn; The truth is that he is right and, in these cases, the best thing is to admit reality and be satisfied. Health and anarchy.

2023-09-14 02:05:20
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