Let's see, guys...
now that you're leaving school...
what will you study?
Law.
Psychology.
Industrial engineering.
Me too, engineering.
Administration.
Early childhood studies.
That's my girl.
Graphic design.
Music.
Music too.
We're living the worst times in Peruvian history...
and you want to make music.
And what kind of music?
Rock, sir.
There's no space for rock.
It's expensive...
the equipment, the instruments...
to make a show.
And your parents will surely not approve of it.
You'll starve to death, dumbasses.
And how do you know that?
Because I used to have a rock band.
"I don't give a shit..."
for today's lesson.
Math, religion,
Roll calls or singing an anthem to god.
And respecting the teacher.
I won't come back to school, no way.
Let them keep all their crap.
I won't come back to school, no way.
What for?
From preschool, school or college.
Always the same oppression.
I won't come back to school, no way.
Let them keep all their crap.
I won't come back to school, no way.
What for? What for?
What for? If I do know...
a lot.
What for? If I say...
no, no, no.
What for? It's useless.
For nothing.
For nothing.”
A memory cannot be fragile.
They'll do it, come hell or high water.
5 YEARS LATER.
Professor.
- You still have 30 minutes, Dulude. - No use, it'll be the same.
I did so badly.
I didn't take it.
I was caught cheating.
You've always sucked at cheating.
Look.
Wrong subject though.
"So much effort to pass that admission test..."
how many years deciding on a major.
Your freshman year was exciting.
In five years, dark circles and no luck.
I analyze the environment and it's insane.
The PhD has failed, I feel out of focus.
Failed in life for mala praxis.
And now all I can do is drive a taxi around Lima.
You can't manage to find a job...
it's useless to be a professional.
Things have gone wrong with me.
This university drives me insane.
This university is driving me insane.
The chicks and parties have made me crazy.
It's insane.
Insane, insane.
One, two, three, go.
Dirty, green cop
You act in your best interest
Dirty, green cop...”
What are you doing?
What's wrong, Miki?
Ok, ok, sorry. My bad.
Will you say that at the concert?
What's wrong, Wilbert?
- Who's Wilbert, moron? - Are you not Wilbert?
Ok, Wicho, sorry.
Cut it out.
We need to do it well before the contest.
We haven't done it well in three weeks.
We need to grow a pair, guys.
We will make it.
Time for a break, buddy.
We must get another drummer, right?
I'll never forget you, Miki.
I love you, your Negra.
Do you still have that chick in your mind?
She's my lucky charm.
Unlucky charm, maybe.
Since you were with her...
10 years ago...
you haven't been with a chick again.
So he's always horny.
Look at me, I got a very hot chick.
If I were to be your chick, you'd first need to be a real man.
- You'd need guts for that. - Balls, more like it!!
At least Wicho has a real girlfriend.
Nobody knows your Susanita.
Hey, I heard the other bands are kicking ass.
"Dirty, green cop,"
you act in your best interest.
Dirty, green cop,
you defend decadence.”
A blackout?
A major one.
- That's Miraflores, isn't it? - I bet it is.
I hope it is, or the contest is fucked.
What contest?
To play at Acho.
When is that?
In two hours.
Forget it. You're out of the contest.
Why?-Because we're in a fucking war.
Look.
Come on, get in the house.
What's wrong, dad?-You could be hit by a stray bullet.
Come on, come on, move!
Andrés...
I must go take care of those bastards.
Your mother is at grandma's.
I told her to stay there.
You're in charge of the house.
And nobody's going anywhere, get it?
Get it? -We'll stay here, sir.
It seems like you're the only smart one here..
Do the rest of you understand?
Yes, yes.
Andrés?
We've been rehearsing for two months, dad.
We won't be long at the contest.
Forget about the contest.
Nobody's leaving the house.
It's an order, get it?
Can I trust you?
I need to make sure.
No, no, no.
See? The power's back on in Miraflores.
Will we stay here and do nothing?
I don't have my guitar anyway.
Easy, I'll take care of that.
Andrés, are you nuts? Your dad will kill you.
He just won't know.
- And the guards at the gate? - Yes, and the guards?
Do you think they won't tell your dad?
Wait, wait, they will if they notice...
but, if they don't notice.
I'm telling you I'm not coming out.
"A light reflected"
the model staring at nothing.
It's a bloody Friday
there'll be action here soon.
Hunters are coming and going
looking for their preys in the city.
Roaring engines in a storm
are coming to Larco to protest.
Because it's a bloody Friday
they've left their homes
they're looking for girls
and they're a bit too wasted.
And the preys are also coming
they know what they have to show.
A fashionable skirt, tight jeans
they're coming from everywhere.
They enter the night
they rock in the parties
they get in the car
and they're ready for everything.
Some of them fail
some others are shy
and then they decide
the river is no longer flowing.
They're always smiling
and even blush
and when they get asked
they get off the car quickly.”
What happened? I thought you weren't coming.
We nearly missed it.
You guys are next.
Play really well!
You're the last ones, the jury is tired...
and the competition is strong.
Do you have a guitar I can borrow?
Really?
Mine's broken.
No, I don't. Besides, I can't help any band.
You'll have to come up like that.
Listen: in five minutes, ok?
What now?
I'll get it.
Hey, bro, what's up?
Wow, do you like Sumo?
You know them?
- Cool! Great band! - Yeah, great band!
Listen, bro: we need a guitar for my band.
Could we borrow yours?
- We're competing, aren't we? - But we're both going to the finals!
How do you know?
You've never listened to my music.
You look like a good player.
Buddy, two beers.
No, I want rum.
The beers are for me.
Good luck.
We may have no guitar, but we have beer, don't we?
Here.
Now, give me the beer.
Ok, guys, we're here.
Together, with a guitar, no more excuses.
- That goes for you, Miki, count well. - Easy, man.
Wicho: attitude.
You may say Wicho is irresponsible,
or jealous, or damn ugly...
but you can't say he has no attitude.
Listen up, everyone!
Before listening to the last band
I want to thank the jury, who has the hard task of
choosing the bands that will go to the semifinal.
Let's hear it for them!
Don't forget that the semifinal will be this weekend!
The five classifying bands will compete for the title
of new best rock band... at Plaza de Acho!
What? Andrés, I'm not going to Plaza de Acho.
Now, I'll leave you with Kissmyass!
"Dirty, green cop"
you act in your best interest.
Dirty, green cop
you defend decadence.
Dirty cop, dirty cop.
Honor isn't your currency
your currency is corruption.
You abuse your authority as...
you hold a gun in your other hand.
Dirty cop, dirty cop.
Dirty cop, dirty cop.”
Fucking great, guys!
Great!
You like that dumb-ass, huh?
- What's with you? - You like him or not?
What the hell?-You think I'm an idiot?
Hey, don't push it, ok?
- I was helping you. - Oh, you were helping me.
If you're nervous, have a drink, ok?
- Beer? - Please, nice beer come to me.
Congratulations, honey.
- You didn't like it? - I liked it... fine.
- I don't like this place. - Why?
It's full of weirdos...
- I like the Grill much better. - I like this place much better.
Hey! It was great, huh?
Hey, guys...
this is Pedro. He lent us his guitar.
Pedro, you saved us.
You rocked, guys!
- Did you really like it? - Of course.
Here's a demo of our band.
Oh, that's cool!
Thanks guys, you rock.
Listen up, guys.
Here are the 10 semifinalists.
Five Miles, Zender, Catharsis,
Hypnosis, Confusion,
Four Revolutions, Pedro Zuriaga and Kissmyass.
Don't forget, bastards, see you
at the Den of El Agustino.
And where's that?
In El Agustino. A classic spot.
Yeah right, in El Agustino.
And?
You're not going, are you?
- No, we're here for no reason. - Lola...
That place's full of terrorists!
I live in El Agustino.
And I don't know anyone who's a terrorist.
Listen up, guys.
Curfew starts in just one hour.
Those willing to stay till curfew is over...
- Do we stay till curfew is over? - No, Andrés, let's go.
- Nooo, we should stay to celebrate. - You guys stay. I'm leaving.
Go with her, honey.
You should go together.
- Hey, where's Javi? - Get some beers. He's coming.
"The early morning"
starts to light up.
The end of the party
is getting closer.
Desert streets,
loneliness.
White bottles
now empty.
Where's everybody gone?
Where's the noise gone?
Where are the girls?
Where are the hunters? Where are they?
Where's the night?
Where's the harmony?
Where's the noise gone?
They feed the streets of Larco
on bloody Fridays, where, where are they?”
- Where the hell were you? - Don't ask if you know.
Damn it!
You've scared your mother so much.
Sorry, dad.
If your dad were here...
you wouldn't do this.
- I don't give a fuck about your music. - But I do.
- It's all that really matters to me. - What about your studies?
I got into college for you.
- So that you could leave me alone. - You're screwing it up, Andrés.
You're not only studying a shitty major.
But you're also brazenly skipping school.
You suck at your exams.
Are you spying on me too?
How do you think I make a living, dumb-ass?
I know everything.
"Now that you know how I feel"
and how hard it was to tell you.
Things at the university
didn't go well.
I'm not cut out to be a doctor.
Music is what I like.
I want to be a drummer, a rocker.
I have a band that plays really well.
I will play at a full coliseum.
Will you help me?
Answer me.-No, no, no.
Answer me.
You must do it now.
Answer me.-No, no, no.
Answer me.
You must do it now.
Answer me-No, no, no.
Answer me.
Now.
"Now."
So you want an answer?
Let go of my guitar.
I hardly know you anymore.
Damn, Miki!
What happened yesterday?
Your mom called mine. She was very upset.
I ran away, buddy.
My dad went totally berserk.
Your dad's crazy...
You're not going back?
No.
And where will you sleep? Here?
I don't know. Don't be a pain.
Me a pain? Think of your mom!
Hi.
Where have you been?
- Really? - Yes, really.
Wicho, don't be silly.
Look.
What's that?
The Ramones' Animal boy.
- How did you get it? - Pedro lent it to me.
He's your buddy, huh?
So how come?
He got it from a friend of his who lived in Los Angeles.
She's back in Peru now.
He says she's brought a lot of tapes for sale.
La Negra Records?
That's your Negra.
No, impossible.
- No. - Yes.
- She's in Lima. - She can't be here.
10 years thinking about her and you don't want to see her?
- She's the love of your life. - It's been a long time, ok?
She must be ugly now, with a face like a pizza.
And a voice like a street vendor:
"Avocado, for one Sol"
No, no, it can't be her.
She can't be here.
Hi guys, what's up.
This is my friend, La Negra.
Miki?
Negra?
"After a long time"
I ran into her again
she was as pretty as the stars.
She had grown more than I thought.
Hi, how are you doing?
You have a nice body, let's go for ride.
I was fascinated to see her walk.
My childhood memories came back
when she was pretty on the sidewalk.
Playing with her dolls, feeding them
Hi, I said, do you want to play?
I'm the best doctor in the city.
She said: if you kiss me, I'll play.
We used to see each other then
naughty nights under the staircase.
We were wicked, we felt good
now we need to refresh
all those things very mildly..
I grabbed her hand and started to kiss her.
And this happens, when a girl is sexy
you can feel the eruption of a delusional volcano.
If you kiss her well
she can lose control, she forgets her place.
After a while, I ran into her again
she was pretty and I took her out for a ride.”
Nobody should see my password.
Ramón?
Rapid money, buddy.
Never seen that.
It's the first one.
Can Ramon lend me money?
You? In 30 more years.
“Several pylons have just been blown down
by the terrorist group Shining Path,
which has left Lima in complete darkness.”
Hey, you look mad
Where's Marité?
They told me she left home a while ago.
"I'm bitter, I don't like the way you are"
I'm sick of always seeing you flirting with others.
I can't stand the way you smoke
and the noise you make when you're chewing gum
I don't like it when you're grinning for no reason
and you start to dance, trying to tease, you are nuts.
You are always pretending I'm your private property.
Worst of all, of being with you
is that I love you, is that I love you.
Worst of all, of being with you
is that I love you, is that I love you.”
Aren't you coming to see us play?
I'm off to the Grill.
- It's Lara's birthday. - Yes, but it's the final.
Today we'll know if we're playing at Acho.
I've always followed you everywhere.
I've seen you play a thousand times.
We go to the bars where you and your friends want to go.
Besides...
every time I'm with you guys I feel like a nuisance.
Every time I open my mouth I'm the stupid, shallow girl...
No, no, no, Lola, I've never said that.
You don't have to say it...
I just feel it.
I love you so much.
But we're way too different.
We're growing apart.
Do you want to break up?
No, no, Lola...
honey. We can work it out.
- If you need more time... - I don't need more time.
"Saying goodbye"
was hard for me.
I've loved you
since we met.
I'm here
thinking about you
and your memories
are everything to me.
It's hard to think
you'll never be back.
I didn't want to break up
but I have to accept it.
The truth is that I feel lonely
and I won't be able to forget you.
The truth is that I feel free
although these are lonely nights.
And the truth is that you're deep inside
as you filled a place.
And hopefully you won't be back
as somebody else will take
your place.
As somebody else will take
your place.”
Easy, buddy. We're here for you.
"A tricycle with a shoe, a glass of chicha, a nice watch"
shirts, knickknacks, everything on the streets and the crowds
he prays for his first sale
the streets are busy
he pushes the vending tricycle
called Peru.
The buses are crowded, the people going to work
workers, employees, a doctor, a nurse, and even a captain
they look at their watches
while the bus driver
pushes these pistons called Peru.
Everyone wants to get to the zenith
no matter how everyone will get there
to the zenith
happiness.
The poor is the rich, the rich is the king
the king to the glory, the immortal glory
resurrection
I start over again
we'll wear out many shoes
to get there.
My soul to conquer you
my heart to love you
and my life to spend by your side.
My soul to conquer you
my heart to love you
and my life to spend by your side.
Yes, Peru!”
Alright guys, thanks Pedro Zuliaga!
Listen up, guys: the next band is coming
but let's first thank our jury tonight.
Let's hear it for them!
The jury has to choose the five bands
to be the finalists at Plaza de Acho!
As you already know, the list of finalists will be revealed at the Phantom store.
Now I'll leave you with Kissmyass, in five minutes.
Break a leg, guys!
"Let's tear down the train station"
let's tear down the train station
tear it down, tear it down
let's tear down the train station
tear it down, tear it down, the train station.
We like to blow off the train station
tear it down, tear it down
We like to blow off the train station
tear it down, tear it down
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh.
Tear it down, tear it down, tear it down.”
This band won't back down, bastards!
It was fucking great!
Hey, where's Javi?
Nice job, buddy.-Thanks, bro.
You heard us play?
Hi...
Are you alright?
Yes.
Do I look like I'm not alright?
I don't know.
I saw you here... alone.
And when a woman is alone it's because she's not alright?
No.
Is this how you sweet talk a girl?
- I'm not sweet talking you. - So, what are you doing?
Wasting my time.
- Do you have gum? - Yes.
Hey, hey, Andrés, wait.
I don't get it, man, are you a faggot?
- No, not at all. - So, what the fuck was that?
I don't know.
- It's rather clear to me. - So, why are you asking?
If this guy is messing with you, you should tell me.
Why? Will you beat the shit out of me?
Your friend likes men, that's it.
It's not the end of the world.
Hey, Andrés...
I don't get it, man.
Please, don't tell Wicho or Miki.
Are you alright?
Do I look like I'm not alright?
Yes.
You didn't know about your buddy, did you?
No.
Well, now you'll finally get to know him well.
I'd rather not know.
I thought so.
That “tear it down, tear it down” was an act.
You didn't mean it.
- I did mean it. - Then, start changing...
that little old mind-set of yours.
Hey, why do you care?
Did you not say I had a stupid way to sweet talk a girl?
Yes, but your womanizer act is finally over.
And you're not so stupid.
I'm Andrés. And you?
Rebeca.
- Do you live around here? - Yes. You don't, do you?
No.
I can tell.
How can you tell?
It's all over your face.
The way you look at me,
the tension in your mouth,
the way your cheeks shake.
I don't do that shit.
Yes, you do.
You are crazy for me.
I'm not your dad, Wicho.
I won't leave you.
Always.
Every day.
- But don't laugh at me. - No, I don't.
I think it's cute that you've thought about me every day.
- Well, you laughed at me before... - I've never laughed at you.
- You don't remember. - No.
In your mom's car.
- When we kissed. - I never laughed at you.
I got nervous and just laughed.
Besides it was my first kiss.
It was mine too.
It's just so bad to be laughed at in your first kiss, isn't it?
Well, if that's what you want to think, go ahead.
If they're really your friends, they won't say a thing.
It sounds so easy for you to say.
You were surely lucky that your friends didn't tell you to fuck off.
My best friend ran to tell my parents before I could say a word.
- I nearly got kicked out of my house. - You see?
But I feel better now.
Have you ever felt like this for a woman?
So what?
Can I buy you a beer?
Yes, why not?
You're not an idiot, you're hot...
- Besides, I won't see you again. - Why do you think so?
It's always like this.
"I won't be here"
when the shadows come out.
I will leave
when the night falls.
I want to see beyond
the world where a soul constantly
between its wings
holds a love
and goes
to fly.
Time goes by
speeding up the steps
you were following
I'm coming behind you.
Arrows come and go
from soul hunters.
They go over their prey
pick a love
randomly.
Two lonely hearts
and you start to fly.
In your flight you see
Two lonely hearts
loneliness in their souls.
On their mouths a kiss
from their soul will come.
In your flight you see
two lonely hearts
loneliness in their souls.
And this happens, when a girl is sexy
you can feel the eruption of a delusional volcano.
Worst of all, of being with you
is that I love you, is that I love you.
That feeds the streets of Larco the bloody Fridays of partying
where, where, where are they?”
Easy, guys, it's not a bomb.
So what, are we staying?
- No, I can't make it. - Me neither.
I told you I couldn't.
Pedro, would you help us take a taxi?
Let's go.
Mr. Santos, my friends are going to Miraflores.
- Ok. - Girls, get in.
- We can stay, right? - No.
Bye, Pedro. Bye, guys.
Rebeca lives there.
You were talking with her, right?
- Yes, but she left with her boyfriend. - Rebeca has no boyfriend.
It must've been her very jealous brother.
Do you know her well?
Nobody knows Rebeca well.
Let's chip in for some rum.
Won't you answer?
What the fuck were you doing in El Agustino?
Say something.
I told you: we have a rock band.
We went to play at a concert...
Don't fuck with me.
Captain.
I think we've made a mistake.
We screwed it up.
I'm sorry, Mr. Dulude.
Ramírez, the keys!
We've made a serious mistake.
You must understand our job is to eradicate terrorists.
We'd been informed that terrorists from El Agustino were...
recruiting young people in Miraflores...
Don't fuck with me, Barragán.
Do you think I'm stupid, or what?
- No, General. - Then stop the bullshit.
Next time you want some extra money
make sure you know who you are extorting.
Yes, General.
You're a shame to the nation.
This isn't over.
I want you to personally take each of these guys home.
- You get it? - Yes, General.
Let's go, Andrés.
And Pedro?
Dad, Pedro is missing.
We let that guy go, General. He's known around here.
Are you a moron, Barragán?
You arrest the Miraflores guys and let the Agustino one go?
Fuck, it's all upside down!
Moscoso
you're on.
What the fuck?
You think you're better than me?
You think those rich kids wouldn't treat you worse?
Don't be so sure, dumbasses.
Don't trust anyone.
Not even me.
In this country You either screw someone...
or you get screwed.
"At school I was always the best one"
everyone wanted my notes.
I chose whom I lent my notes
that one
should pay homage. I was extremely glad
to see their tongues
licking my ass.
I was extremely glad.
That gave me much pleasure.
And I fantasized, I fantasized,
I fantasized I had the power.
And more power, more power
I fantasized I had power.
I fantasized, I fantasized
I fantasized I had power.
And more power, more power.
I fantasized I had...
I've destroyed my enemies.
I've fucked my friends.
I charge in advance.
The flies come
and eat shit out of my black hand
everywhere. I'm with everyone
and nobody at the same time.
Play with my balls because I've got all the power.
And I fantasized, I fantasized
I fantasized I had power.
And more power, more power
I fantasized I had power.
And I fantasized, I fantasized
I fantasized I had power.
And more power, more power
I fantasized I had power.
I was lit by
a little sunray
I was fed by
a military dragon
A real ally
offered his wealth
that's the ideal story
of my power.
I fantasized, I fantasized
I fantasized I had power.
And more power, more power
I fantasized I had power.
And I got fat, I got fat
I got fat when I swallowed the power.
And I burst, I burst
I burst when I swallowed the power.”
- Let's go? - You go ahead, Wicho.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
What about Pedro?
No idea.
I've called him and he's not home.
Shit, we didn't make it.
We're fucking playing at Plaza de Acho!
Hey...
What happened?
Can't you guess?
Hey, good job, buddy.
Pedro, you should be in that list, bro.
Yeah, right, but I'm not.
I swear I tried.
I almost fought with them but...
the sponsors didn't like your music. They said...
that's not rock, that cumbia won't sell.
Won't sell where?
In San Isidro?
But it will in the rest of Lima.
Fucking rich kids.
Pedro.
I'm leaving.
Negra.
Susana!
Hello, ma'am.
- Is Pedro home? - No, he's out.
- But he won't be long. - Thank you.
We'll wait here.
Come on in, if you like.
Some beer to chill out?
Sure, sure.
Thanks, thanks.
Can you help me?
Yes.
Can you help with the glasses?-Of course.
You're Dulude's son, right?
Yes.
Tell your dad
that if his men, especially that douchebag Barragán,
ever dare to touch my son again
I'll beat the crap out of them
and I don't give a fuck
if your dad is a general, a colonel, or whatever the fuck he is.
Did you hear me?
Now, let's go drink.
What's this?
They've come to see you.
Felipe...
excuse me.
- What are you celebrating? - We were waiting for you.
What for?
We want you to play with us at Plaza de Acho.
Your songs.
We have 45 minutes.
You can play the first 15 minutes.
And we'll play the next 30 minutes.
We don't have that many songs.
Do you want to rehearse?
Thanks, but...
I'd rather get to Plaza de Acho by myself.
See? I told you...
he thinks he's a star.
- And what about us? - Ssshhhh.
You're a douche.
So? Will you take it?
Mom, mind your own business.
It's my business.
While you're living in my house I won't let you do nonsense.
You fool.
Hey, silly.
What's wrong? Let's go.
What's wrong, buddy?
- No, nothing. - What were you looking at?
Where's the rehearsal?
"You know what I mean"
the end is near
it's our fate
what did the politicians do?
We don't need...”
So this is the shit you sing.
Blaming the others for your fate.
What's he doing here?
Hello...
This is Pedro, dad, a friend.
Andrés
in this house only those approved by me are allowed in.
This guy is not.
Pedro is playing with us, dad.
I don't give a fuck if he's the Pope or something.
This is my house.
And I won't let you
jeopardize my family.
Let alone by this guy.
Now leave.
I'm not a stray dog to be treated like this.
Watch out, fucking Andean shit.
Get the hell out of here, or you'll get beaten up again.
I'm half-Andean like most Limeños.
So, you should watch out.
Out!
"There goes a generation"
of migrating people
who lived in a different
world
from their parents
from their grandparents.
They went to school with urban residents
they mixed
their customs.
Andean-town nostalgia
seeking for opportunity.
Now the time has gone by
now we're many more.
We aren't Limeños by blood but we have their culture
we weren't born in a province
but that's our blood.”
Get out.
I don't want to see you with my son, you get it?
Lima changed a while ago.
It's about time you get used to seeing us.
This country is a fucking mess thanks to people like you.
"I'm leaving"
I'm leaving now.
My god, help me please.
They sang when they left.
Limeña Lima, lemon Lima
Andean Lima, provincial Lima
Lima of memories
Lima, the sister.
Limeña Lima, lemon Lima
Andean Lima, provincial Lima
Lima of memories
Lima, the provincial
"sister."
Tonight
we'll march in protest.
Tonight
we'll fight the extreme abuse.
We'll rise up
against the murderers,
against the enemies of the country.
Against the terrorists
and the forces of law and order.
Both sides are rotten
and they've put the weakest ones
in their gun-sight.
- No more oppression! - No!
- No more silence! - No!
- No more innocent deaths! - No!
I want to join your movement.
- And who are you? - Andrés.
Sure, from San Isidro.
Does it matter where I'm from?
It matters a lot.
Upper-class kids are not welcome here.
I'm General Dulude's son, Chief of...
We know very well who Dulude is.
It's convenient for you to have the general's son on your side.
It'll bring a lot of press coverage.
Bring 20 more people tonight.
Then we'll see if you deserve to be with us.
No way.
- Why not, bro? - What do we have to do with that march?
Fuck politics... I'm not chanting slogans.
But almost all our songs are about politics.
Our songs?
Andrés writes the lyrics. You go alone, buddy.
Count me in, Andrés.
Yes, count me in too.
I don't get you, Miki.
I don't get you, Miki?
If you want to go, tell your buddy Pedro.
Pedro is coming.
Because he fights for his beliefs.
What's the use of your protest music if you don't have the balls to back it up?
Ok, ok, go play with your girlfriend, ok?
You're a douche.
Did we screw up?
You'll end up going anyway, dude.
Why didn't you say yes from the beginning?
Why do you want to go to that protest so badly?
Hi.
Can we talk?
Of course.
Talk.
In private?
- Guys, a minute, please. - Sure, go ahead.
I mean it.
Come on, let's go.
I miss you so much, Andrés.
- I made a huge mistake. - No, you didn't.
You were right.
Besides...
I've already found someone I can be myself with.
You didn't waste your time, huh?
No.
I took your advice.
Andrés.
"Lola."
You were left alone.
Lola.
Your love is gone.”
Get down from there right now!
"One terrorist, two terrorists"
an MRTA guerrilla soldier
a drug dealer in Huallaga
Augustín Mantilla, the Apra buffalo
Alan García and his company
Villanueva del Campo makes me sick
like butt face Chirinos Soto
like five cops at the corner of Larco
selling drugs to the drunk
in the end there's corruption everywhere
and for five bucks I can buy a congressman
a judge, a prosecutor, and two attorneys
an architect, or otherwise
a writer, two journalists
an archbishop, a cardinal
a virgin that cries and a real virgin
and perhaps Fujimori.”
Get out.
No, no, not you.
What's wrong, why?
You stay in. Lock it up.
I thought you were a lost cause.
But I never thought you could be a traitor.
How long for, General?
Till he learns his lesson.
Uncle, uncle, you can't do this.
Uncle, please.
Music is over, guys.
Music will never be over.
Miki!
No matter what happens, you play tonight.
What now?
- What will happen to Andrés? - Easy, he'll be fine.
What the fuck do you know?
We'd better leave.
Cool, huh?
- Where are you going? - Home, where else?
Wicho.
What the hell's with you?
The concert is fucked now.
- Is this our fault? - No, it's my fault.
Hey, Wicho, come back. Don't be a pussy.
I'm a pussy.
- Why are you leaving? - Am I a pussy?
- Can you calm down? - You're the pussy here.
What?
Will you deny it?
- Deny what? - That you and Pedro... you know...
- What did Andrés tell you? - He didn't say anything.
- Deal with it, now! - I have no shit to deal with!
Stop fucking lying!
Can't you see I'm here?
Or you want me to leave?
Easy, they're such idiots.
You're cute!
"A light reflected"
the model's staring at nothing.
It's a bloody Friday
there'll be action here soon.”
Hi.
Can you help us?
Dad, stop the noise, please.
Negra...
I want to dedicate this song to you because we're a bit on the outs.
But...
it won't be for long.
Because we don't fight, really.
Wicho and Marité fight all the time. Besides Andrés gave me a great idea.
So this song goes for you.
Wait.
Sandoval.
Hi.
Mrs. Gladys.
There's something you should know.
- Where are you going, buddy? - None of your business.
Sorry, we fucked up. Sorry.
Yes, really. We don't mind that you're a faggot.
You call me faggot again, I'll beat the shit out of you.
Ok, sorry.
The macho came out.
Dude, come on, get real, we're apologizing.
We've been best buddies forever. Forgive us.
What do you want us to do?
Want me to suck your dick?
Ok, I'll suck it.
Pull it out. I'll suck his.
Hey, stop!
You're such idiots.
Are you still planning to play at Acho?
Andrés asked me to play no matter what.
Even if his dad keeps him locked up.
We need to play, dude. We have to.
But who will sing?
We'd thought of Pedro.
Could you ask him for us?
I'd rather you guys tell him.
But first let me ask you something.
What?
Suck it.
Come on...
Sorry.
Where's Andrés?
- You locked him up? - Won't you say “hi” at least?
I've let you rule in this house for too long.
I'm doing it for his own good, don't you realize?
Take me to the police station right now.
Or you rather I authorize his release instead of you?
- Are you alright? - Yes.
Your dad wants to talk to you.
I'll wait for you outside.
If I'd been told some years ago...
your son...
that boy that follows you everywhere like a shadow...
one day will oppose you in everything...
I wouldn't have believed it.
You and I were inseparable.
What happened?
I'm no longer a kid, dad.
I realized I didn't want to go against myself to please you.
Shit.
That was a real low blow.
Yes.
I should learn to punch straight in the face like you do.
It hurts you that I'm against what you think and do.
But it's easy for you to despise whatever I think or do.
Andrés...
there's a bomb threat tonight.
And that concert you want to play at
is a perfect target.
Do you understand?
I've already accepted that you'll be a musician.
But I can't accept to have my only son die before I do.
That's why I locked you up.
To stop you and your friends from going to that concert.
I promise.
Alright.
I'll let you out.
But you need to promise
that you won't go to play at the concert.
Then you'd better lock me up again.
For god's sake, listen!
You could be killed.
You fight for your country your way.
And I fight for it in my way.
"My soul to conquer you"
my heart to love you
and my life to spend by your side.
Everyone wants to get to the zenith
no matter how, everyone will there
to the zenith
happiness.
The poor is the rich, the rich is the king
the king to the glory, the immortal glory
resurrection
start over again.
We'll wear out many shoes
to get there
"Yes, Peru!"
Fucking great!
What's up, guys.
Supposedly, this concert is to find the best band.
But that's not what matters the most.
What is important is that we'll be heard. We shouldn't be quiet facing this shit.
This is the car bomb generation.
In a Kiss-my-ass country!
"You know what I mean"
the end is near
it's our fate
Made by politicians
We don't need a pass
or to stand aside
or an idol or an example
it's all in you.
You can be a martyr
a pig, a snake
there's no script
or stage.
Death is on the streets
it'll always be like this
time is yours
stay here.”
Long live the armed struggle!
Andrés, Andrés!
Miki!
No!
"Hi"
we meet...
again.
Tell me...
do you have something to say?
You see, time
has healed
the wounds of the past.
Perhaps you might want
to talk.
You know,
the world has no
end.
You arrive
to leave again.
Because we're immortal
and we'll always be together
we no longer fear
death.”
IT SHOULDN'T HAPPEN AGAIN.
DEDICATED TO ALL PERUVIANS
WHO UNFAIRLY DIED DURING THAT TIME.
A TIME WE HOPE WILL NEVER COME BACK.
FOR A FREE, JUST AND UNITED PERU.
UNITED.
My Negra
I want to dedicate this song to you
I know you're a bit angry at me, but...
we'll work it out, as usual.
So
This song goes for you.
"I live by Magdalena"
but I die for Susana.
I watch the full moon
of stickers every morning.
My love, I feel you
because the bus is crowded
crowded, crowded
crowded for Magdalena
'cause I live by Magdalena
but I die for Susana.
Susana, Susana...
fix your mistakes
because the sun is setting
but the Dollar is rising.
I'm not very handsome
but I'm a good plumber
I work very hard
I'm the best with the wrench
If I get in, If I get in
if this “chest” gets in to college
I'll leave the wrench
and I'll marry you
Marry, marry...
Have I possibly hurt you?
Why do you behave like that...
and treat me like this?
Negra, Negrita
Negra, your mom's...
Negra, I'm not insulting you.
I know you understand me
Wicho, Wicho
Wicho motherfucker
in your mother's car
where you laughed at me.
Play, play
play now hard to get
when you're very attentive
I realize, I'm not short-sighted.
Short-sighted
I'll have a throat surgery
that's why I sing to you
I sing very gracefully.
Thank you, thank you
thanks a lot.
Thank you, thank you
thanks a lot, my Negra.”
Hey, Negra
I think Pedro and Javi are queer.
"Another day comes and goes"
and you can see how long this
endless lie
will last.
Don't you trust in me.
I'll care for you.
I'll show you
that I can fight.
I have no money, but love.
You'll soon see me wake up.
Tell him I will fight
tell him I will win
tell him I got your love
tell him my youth
is for you only.
For your love
for your love
for your love.”