The beauty of this song is that it offers no solution. There is no happy ending. There is no "getting back together." There is only the stark, brutal truth of time:
Jaramillo sings with that unique, nasal, yet heartbreakingly sincere tenor about a love story where he was once the king. In the first verse, he paints the portrait of a man who walked away thinking he was irreplaceable. He was the one who caused the tears. He was the one who left the other person crying on a pillow. ayer y hoy - julio jaramillo
Born into extreme poverty, Jaramillo’s life was a whirlwind of bohemian nights, alcohol, passionate affairs, and a tragic early death at 43. When you listen to "Ayer y Hoy," you aren't listening to a performance; you are listening to a confession. The beauty of this song is that it offers no solution
So, pour yourself a glass of rum or a strong coffee. Put on "Ayer y Hoy." And let Julio Jaramillo remind you that pride is a very expensive thing to carry. In the first verse, he paints the portrait