#soviet funk

Городская фантазия - Давид Голощёкин's funk

Funk sicodélico de la Unión Soviética. Really weird. De repente suena a Can intentando hacer R.I.O 

No matter how much we work on it, we are always attached to things and ideas, and of course we just note it when we lose it. This time I lose my smartphone, in a very, very stupid way (so stupid that I don't know where is it). This is one problem about the modern people who try to live post-capitalistic, without money: the less material stuff they want to do, the more smart devices they need, and smart devices (smart clothes and equipament as well) are expensive. I bought this phone in Ciudad del Este, Paraguay (this post), just because it is cheaper -- but now I'm too far from any country which sell cheap electronics. And all it has on it: maps, dictionaries, hitchwiki databank, CS app, way of communicating of all people around the globe that can help me or just make me company in harsh situations -- all this saved me so many times in this trip that I wouldn't think about traveling alone through strange languages without it. So I guess I have to buy a new one even it not being very cheap, and being thankful to still have money to buy one, and to engage more actively to do some freelance and earn some money while I'm here in the big city.

It also spoiled the two or three nice plans I had for the sunny-and-snowy Sunday, but at least in the evening, to cheer me up, I had at least some "ice milk with lavender" (yes, lavender isn't good only for soaps) and soviet funk.