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nevver: Love is Real Photo of The.

Fri, 15 Feb 2013 19:02:53 -0500

Love is Real

Photo of The.

billyengland: Sometimes, we get bored and when that happens...

Fri, 15 Feb 2013 19:00:49 -0500

Sometimes, we get bored and when that happens it’s time to tie bread around your head and wait for seagulls.

Carpe Deim!!!!

Picture of the day.

From Sueños Series for Idilio Magazine by Grete Stern,...

Mon, 04 Feb 2013 07:06:43 -0500

From Sueños Series for Idilio Magazine by Grete Stern, 1948

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weirdworld-marco: Lorena Álvarez y su Banda Municipal -...

Wed, 12 Dec 2012 09:40:25 -0500

weirdworld-marco:

Lorena Álvarez y su Banda Municipal - Alba

Song of the day.

billyengland: A crowd throwing oranges and junk at The Ramones...

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 04:37:12 -0400

billyengland:

A crowd throwing oranges and junk at The Ramones (of all bands).

The Ramones’ response to the crowd? The middle finger!

Ahhhh, I miss The Ramones so much.

photo of the day

Wed, 11 Jul 2012 07:30:14 -0400

photo of the day

“Fui a Praga por última vez hace unos quince años, con Carlos...

Wed, 04 Jul 2012 10:47:00 -0400

“Fui a Praga por última vez hace unos quince años, con Carlos Fuentes y Julio Cortázar. Viajábamos en tren desde París porque los tres éramos solidarios en nuestro miedo al avión, y habíamos hablado de todo mientras atravesábamos la noche dividida de las Alemanias, sus océanos de remolacha, sus inmensas fábricas de todo, sus estragos de guerras atroces y amores desaforados.

A la hora de dormir, a Carlos Fuentes se le ocurrió preguntarle a Cortázar cómo y en qué momento y por iniciativa de quién se había introducido el piano en la orquesta de jazz. La pregunta era casual y no pretendía conocer nada más que una fecha y un nombre, pero la respuesta fue una cátedra deslumbrante que se prolongó hasta el amanecer, entre enormes vasos de cerveza y salchichas con papas heladas. Cortázar, que sabía medir muy bien sus palabras, nos hizo una recomposición histórica y estética con una versación y una sencillez apenas creíbles, que culminó con las primeras luces en una apología homérica de Thelonius Monk. No sólo hablaba con una profunda voz de órgano de erres arrastradas, sino también con sus manos de huesos grandes como no recuerdo otras más expresivas. Ni Carlos Fuentes ni yo olvidaríamos jamás el asombro de aquella noche irrepetible.

Doce años después vi a Julio Cortázar enfrentado a una muchedumbre en un parque de Managua, sin más armas que su voz hermosa y un cuento suyo de los más difíciles: la historia de un boxeador en desgracia contada por él mismo en lunfardo, el dialecto de los bajos fondos de Buenos Aires, cuya comprensión nos estaría vetada por completo al resto de los mortales si no la hubiéramos vislumbrado a través de tanto tango malevo; sin embargo, fue ese el cuento que el propio Cortázar escogía para leerlo en una tarima frente a la muchedumbre de un vasto jardín iluminado, entre la cual había de todo, desde poetas consagrados y albañiles cesantes, hasta comandantes de la revolución y sus contrarios. Fue otra experiencia deslumbrante. Aunque en rigor no era fácil seguir el sentido del relato, aún para los más entrenados en la jerga lunfarda, uno sentía y le dolían los golpes que recibía el pobre boxeador en la soledad del cuadrilátero, y daban ganas de llorar por sus ilusiones y su miseria, pues Cortázar había logrado una comunicación tan entrañable con su auditorio que ya no le importaba a nadie lo que querían decir o no decir las palabras, sino que la muchedumbre sentada en la hierba parecía levitar en estado de gracia por el hechizo de una voz que no parecía de este mundo.

Estos dos recuerdos de Cortázar que tanto me afectaron me parecen también los que mejor lo definían. Eran los dos extremos de su personalidad. En privado, como en el tren de Praga, lograba seducir por su elocuencia, por su erudición viva, por su memoria milimétrica, por su humor peligroso, por todo lo que hizo de él un intelectual de los grandes en el buen sentido de otros tiempos. En público, a pesar de su reticencia a convertirse en un espectáculo, fascinaba al auditorio con una presencia ineludible que tenía algo de sobrenatural, al mismo tiempo tierna y extraña. En ambos casos fue el ser humano más importante que he tenido la suerte de conocer.”

-Gabricel Garcia Marquez

photo of the day

Fri, 22 Jun 2012 07:59:01 -0400

photo of the day

agooddaytodie: Folk singer, quaker, activist Mark Spoelstra...

Thu, 03 May 2012 09:00:26 -0400

agooddaytodie:

Folk singer, quaker, activist Mark Spoelstra died this day in 2007, aged 67, from pancreatic cancer…

Photo of Mark and some kid he helped get a break in Greenwich Village…

poster of the day nevver: Moonrise Kingdom

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 06:45:01 -0400

poster of the day

nevver:

Moonrise Kingdom

nevver: “I despise modern music. Words cannot express how much...

Tue, 17 Apr 2012 03:30:25 -0400

nevver:

“I despise modern music. Words cannot express how much it gets on my nerves – the false, pretentious, smug assertiveness of it. I hate business, having to deal with money. Money is one of the most hateful inventions of the human race. I hate the commodity culture, in which everything is bought and sold. No stone is left unturned. I hate the mass media, and how passively people suck up to it.” — R. Crumb

movie of the day

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 07:18:20 -0400

“A number of unscripted moments appear in David Fincher’s Fight Club. Toward the beginning of the movie when Brad Pitt and Edward Norton have their first fight outside the bar (the famous “You hit me in the ear!” line), Norton was not supposed to actually hit Pitt. However, before the scene, Fincher pulled Norton aside and told him to hit for real. Norton complied, and Pitt’s stunned reaction was entirely genuine. In another scene, the pair are seen drunkenly hitting golfballs from the yard of their derelict Paper Street home. This scene wasn’t in the script at all, and was simply the work of Norton and Pitt getting drunk and thinking it would be fun to hit golfballs at the catering truck. Both scenes can be seen in the movie’s trailer.”

aconversationoncool: “If it can be written, or thought, it can...

Tue, 03 Apr 2012 06:38:48 -0400

aconversationoncool:

“If it can be written, or thought, it can be filmed.” ~Stanley Kubrick

photo of the day.

Wed, 07 Mar 2012 08:18:09 -0500

photo of the day.

bill of the day derekeads: Bill Murray

Mon, 06 Feb 2012 02:37:56 -0500

bill of the day

derekeads:

Bill Murray

Comedy 2011

Thu, 29 Dec 2011 08:28:13 -0500

Sam Wollaston: Him & Her

I so nearly chose Angry Boys which had the funniest moments of the year, but was too patchy. Him & Her works so well not just because of brilliant natural performances from Russell Tovey and Sarah Solemani (plus Joe Wilkinson as weird neighbour Dan), but also because they were so totally believable – recognisable even.

Heidi Stephens: The Trip

It’s not often two of your favourite comic actors are served up side-by-side, and it’s hard to imagine who but Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon could have made it work – The Trip was a joy. But my biggest belly laugh of the year came from Tess Daly’s Strictly Come Dancing wardrobe – the comedy gift that kept on giving.

Phelim O’Neill: Psychoville

It arrived with little fanfare, but then how do you promote a show full of clown funerals, reanimated Nazi heads, silent singers, blackmail, kidnapping and zorbing? The second series was stuffed full of bizarre characters, with Mrs Ladybird Face a last-minute show-stealer, and a Tina Turner impression that is the stuff of hilarious nightmares.

Ben Dowell: Rev

The second run of James Wood’s series about inner-city vicar Adam Smallbone proved even more wise, heart-warming, tender, witty and brilliantly acted than the first. Paired on Thursday nights with my comedy turkey of 2011 – Ricky Gervais’s mean-spirited and off-the-mark Life’s Too Short – the contrast could not have been more stark. Tom Hollander also proved that a clever, thoughtful actor can be much funnier than a show-offy comedian.

Daniel Bettridge: Community

Those people who could lay their hands on a copy would no doubt agree that Community has proved to be one of the most entertaining comedies for years. Imaginative, inventive and crammed full of pop-culture gags, the only shame is that more people aren’t watching it.

Johnny Dee: Friday Night Dinner

At first, I didn’t get it. But by the end of the second episode I felt as if I was squirming with embarrassment watching my own family. I loved the in-jokes (the salt in the drink, the “females” and the non existent girlfriend) but most of all I loved Jim – the neighbour terrified of his own dog but excited at the prospect of flirting with Jackie.

Flic Everett: Outnumbered

Horribly realistic scripts mixed with improvisation still make this show unmissable. The moment when nine-year-old Ben is shown hoovering his own face through boredom particularly stands out, but Karen’s desperate attempts to make friends with 10-year-old bully Tania and Jake’s utter embarrassment at being a teenager with parents were equally well drawn.

Viv Groskop: Downton Abbey

Nothing is funnier. Especially the man with the bandaged face. But my second favourite comedy this year has come from Cardinal Burns, a double act who have a series coming out on E4 in early 2012. Their shorts for the BBC’s online comedy channel are original, demented and hilarious. They do a brilliant sketch as two ridiculously virile, deluded but well-meaning Turkish cab drivers which makes me sob with laughter.

photos of the day.

Tue, 29 Nov 2011 18:05:00 -0500

photos of the day.

photo of these days.

Tue, 29 Nov 2011 17:57:08 -0500

photo of these days.

photo of the day. fivedeer: 往生 (by 流年似水)

Thu, 10 Nov 2011 05:45:09 -0500

photo of the day.

fivedeer:

往生 (by 流年似水)

xombiedirge: Bill Murray by Rhys Cooper 12” X 18” Screenprints,...

Fri, 04 Nov 2011 06:39:45 -0400

Grimm Clown

Peter Venkman

Steven Zissou

Zombie Bill

xombiedirge:

Bill Murray by Rhys Cooper

12” X 18” Screenprints, editions of 75 each. Available right now HERE.

Part of Gallery199 8’s Bill Murray inspired tribute art show, Please Post Bills.