1701758311 Let us all know what were talking about

Let us all know what we’re talking about

Let us all know what were talking about

As a result of the death of Concha Velasco, Iván F. Mula titled it: “Concha Reaches Heaven.” Many of us grew up watching heaven on television. Those of us who saw Teresa de Jesús on television – I was not born – those of us who enjoyed Concha in various variety shows, in Surprise, Surprise, in Herederos, fortunately in so many different places.

There are people of voting age in Spain who don’t know who Lola Flores is. I break out in a sweat when I think about it. One of them, until recently, was Marina, the niece of Mercedes Milá, who attended the premiere of “I don’t know what you’re talking about” last Thursday, her aunt’s return to TVE after 33 years of absence, and the shame of when she revealed this secret, which the presenter called the nucleus of the show. We organize a circus and our nephews grow up, there we have Ana Rosas with her in TardeAR. Despite what her aunt described as scandalous ignorance, I remain with Milá and Marina.

In these circumstances, the intergenerational dialogue proposed by “I don’t know what you’re talking about”, in which Milá is accompanied by Inés Hernand, is a public service and (the) first. The premiere featured Palomo Spain and Maruja Torres, who gave every young person slingshots and reminded many of us why we fell in love with her way of telling stories. You would like to go out on the street with a loudspeaker like the upholsterer’s to make sure that everyone knows who is Lola, who is Concha, who is Raffaella, who is Mercedes, who is Maruja. There is happiness.

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