Almorcé muchas veces con René. Todavía recuerdo cuando me dijo que algún día me iba a enseñar uno de sus trucos. Falleció antes de poder cumplir. No es fácil describirlo, pero ante todo, en los almuerzos, era un verdadero gentleman. Un anfitrión silencioso. Solo hablaba cuando hacía falta. A veces algo hosco y frío, pero tenía un costado humorístico. Tenía sus cosas el viejo, medio malhumorado a veces, manejaba un secretismo entrañable. Odiaba las exhibiciones de lujo disparatado, entendía la diferencia entre el lujo y la elegancia. Manejaba esa delgada diferencia a la perfección, ya que sabía ser sencillo siendo elegante, y fino sin ser pedante. Odiaba las piletas, por alguna extraña razón, detalle que no olvidaré. Supongo era por una cuestión estética.
This is was so funny. He might be canceled for this unless it was a private show in vegas today. I think this routine is aimed a sexy woman but he picked the best assistant. She is now 50 sadly and is a soccer mom.
Nunca pude ver a mi amigo en sus ultimos minutos antes que muriera con tan solo 32 años, porque no se esperaba que sucediera, esto me da un nudo en la garganta, QEPD javi, siempre te recuerdo amigo...
Darwin needs to borrow the spectator named "Hannah" from Jason :) Hannah always is astonished by Jason, and she clearly does not believe what she is seeing. In contrast, Darwin's audience merely gives him a polite round of applause. He does not properly build up to the dramatic climax. Partly, this particular trick is too long and complicated, and it puts too much of a burden on the concentration of the spectator to appreciate it - it does not have the immediacy. Also, Darwin hides the deck (covers it too much in his hands) which makes it seem that he is doing some manipulation. That is, no matter how technically skillful he is, the spectator gets the gut feeling that something is happening behind the scenes. Contrast this with the immediacy of Jason's performance in which he "exposes" how he palms cards.
I remember seeing this guy live at Tom Foolery’s all the time back in the ‘90s with many dates! He was great! Right on Peachtree in Buckhead!😎 Those were the good ole days in the AtL!😎 And I’m still here in Buckhead.
Muy bien, igual aplica al amigo que siempre está, al que queremos ver en la adversidad y llega, desinteresadamente a tendernos su mano y compañía, se te hace un nudo en la garganta
“I didn’t say you could look at the card... I just wanted to establish who’s in charge here..” His skill is legendary but his sass is next level #RoleModel
An incredible mix of beautifully interlaced J.W. grips, superb classic palms, edge grips (was it? Or was it a Down's palm? Or was it a second finger palm?), reversed thumb grip, finger palm, retention vanish, and more... So many great and well executed moves concatenated; his introduction was perfect to the group: breaks the noise with his new noise, calling up their attention, and once captives for a quick opener, he goes on with his routine. His pacing it's perfect. His wording, persona, and voice modeling encompass the whole routine, as a nice jazz melody, sweet to the eye. All of this without mentioning all of the subtleties behind, misdirection, presentation, and psychology for every slight move, just to create and deliver a few seconds of pure miracles in his hands. Hats off to this artist... All of my respect...
Que magnetismo tenia este hombre. Indescifrable su personalidad, hermoso artista. Y este poema esta presente siempre en mi gracias al gran Rene Lavandera.
Genial, tremendamente emocionante, si no te sensibilizas con esto sos un vulgar ingeniero que compraste el título previamente haber " estudiado " en el NEWMAN.
