When thePolandThe political satire television program turned one year old, and I wrote four lines in the commemorative book. I liked the idea of making a point of mockery. They call us "Poles." It will be calledPolandNow twenty years have passed, and thePolandHe threw a party to celebrate, which was broadcast on TV, with a miraculous audience.
I'm one of the people impersonated on the show. I always appear with two other colleagues from my field: Pere Gimferrer and Quim Monzó. While Monzó and I (who have appeared on TV more often) have an exact, absolutely exact, caricature, Gimferrer (who has appeared less often) is a creation, who, like all the impersonations done by good caricaturists, extracts "a soul." The same is true of Queco's Pasqual Maragall. That "¡Qué cabrón!" was an invention, but an invention that summed up his essence. In my case, Agnès Busquets (who I've always maintained is a first-rate dramatic actress) makes me so accurate that on the days I appear on the show... Poland The neighbors and people on the street tell me "I've seen you," and I can already say it wasn't me, but they don't believe it.
The Poland It's like my favorite surf and turf: meatballs with cuttlefish. There's nothing else like it in European cuisine, only in Asian. Mixing minced meat and fish? The Poland Nor does it share longevity with any European program, only with the most classic American ones. PolandSpeaking of our great anomaly, it makes me feel like I live in a normal country.
I'll finish with two things, besides congratulating so many bands on their immense talent. First, my all-time favorite gag is the song about the biggest trap artist, with music by Bonnie Tyler. Second, I'm really embarrassed to say I got the day wrong, and that's why I didn't go.
