Facundo Cabral «No soy de aqui, ni soy de alla»

Facundo Cabral perteneció a una tradición

porque la renovó

Esa tradición de gaucho poeta,

de poeta que siente

y cuando siente no deja de pensar.

Chau, Facundo.

«Roda Viva», Chico Buarque

An existentially themed play that Buarque wrote and composed in 1968, Roda Viva («Live Cycle»), was frowned upon by the military government and Buarque served a short prison sentence because of it. He left Brazil for Italy for 18 months in 1970, returning to write his first novel in 1972, which was not targeted by censors. [>>]

Essa música do nosso Chico Buarque de Hollanda (os críticos de literatura lembram o pai), quando ainda era muito jovem, mal cantado, mas que coisa boa que tem algo tao mágico …

«Roda Viva»

Chico Buarque

Composição : Chico Buarque

Tem dias que a gente se sente
Como quem partiu ou morreu
A gente estancou de repente
Ou foi o mundo então que cresceu…

A gente quer ter voz ativa
No nosso destino mandar
Mas eis que chega a roda viva
E carrega o destino prá lá …

Roda mundo, roda gigante
Roda moinho, roda pião
O tempo rodou num instante
Nas voltas do meu coração…

A gente vai contra a corrente
Até não poder resistir
Na volta do barco é que sente
O quanto deixou de cumprir
Faz tempo que a gente cultiva
A mais linda roseira que há
Mas eis que chega a roda viva
E carrega a roseira prá lá…

Roda mundo, roda gigante
Roda moinho, roda pião
O tempo rodou num instante
Nas voltas do meu coração…

A roda da saia mulata
Não quer mais rodar não senhor
Não posso fazer serenata
A roda de samba acabou…

A gente toma a iniciativa
Viola na rua a cantar
Mas eis que chega a roda viva
E carrega a viola prá lá…

Roda mundo, roda gigante
Roda moinho, roda pião
O tempo rodou num instante
Nas voltas do meu coração…

O samba, a viola, a roseira
Que um dia a fogueira queimou
Foi tudo ilusão passageira
Que a brisa primeira levou…

No peito a saudade cativa
Faz força pro tempo parar
Mas eis que chega a roda viva
E carrega a saudade prá lá …

Roda mundo, roda gigante
Roda moinho, roda pião
O tempo rodou num instante
Nas voltas do meu coração..

The dark side of chocolate

CNN’s Richard Quest talks to filmmaker U. Roberto Romano, whose documentary «The Dark Side of Chocolate» investigates child labor and cocoa fields in the Ivory Coast.

Read a statement from the Global Chocolate and Cocoa Industry |
From the International Cocoa Initiative

But before you bite into a chocolate bar or take a sip of hot cocoa, consider, where did it come from?

It may be that the treat is the product of someone else’s hard labor. The person who may have sold it or who may have made it may not even be an adult.

The International Labour Organization estimates between 56 and 72 million African children work in agriculture, many in their own family farms. The seven largest cocoa-producing countries are Indonesia, Nigeria, Cameron, Brazil, Ecuador, the Ivory Coast and Ghana. Those last two together account for nearly 60 percent of global cocoa production.

And right now, you can still find children working in the cocoa fields as Romano and his crew did to film «The Dark Side of Chocolate.»

So, what should you as a consumer do? […]

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Juan Goytisolo

Disfrutable. Al comienzo, cuando se refiere a la política de las últimas décadas en España no dice nada relevante (al final es diferente). Creo que él mismo estaría de acuerdo con esto. Ocurre en entrevistas de este tipo, hay un momento en que el motor está frio y uno sabe que no está diciendo nada rescatable. Sin embargo, luego se calientan los motores y cuando Goytisolo va a temas más profundos de la cultura y la historia es de una claridad irreprochable. Para algunos especialistas, sobre todo de la academia norteamericana y para varios amigos colegas de España, no dice nada nuevo. Pero no es nada nuevo para nosotros ahora porque poquísimos como Goytisolo abrieron camino mucho antes.

Biographical

Name: Juan GOYTISOLO
Nationality: Spanish
Born: 5 January, 1931
  • Attended University of Barcelona and University of Madrid
  • Has largely lived in exile since the late 1950s, mainly in Paris and Marrakesh
  • Visiting professor at the University of California, San Diego (1969), Boston University (1970), McGill (1972), NYU (1973-4)

Quotes

What others have to
say about
Juan Goytisolo:

  • «What distinguishes Goytisolo from other writers in the ever-widening international confraternity of young protesters is the clinical objectivity of his vision and the vigorous control he displays over his powerful, driving style. His works — short, violent and frightening — are like pages torn out of the book of experience.» – Helen Cantarella, The New York Times Book Review (18/3/1962)
  • «(T)he foremost novelist of contemporary Spain» – Carlos Fuentes, The New York Times Book Review (5/5/1974)
  • «The quality of Goytisolo’s translations has varied over the years, from the disastrous version of Marks of Identity by Gregory Rabassa to the masterpieces that Helen Lane made of Count Julian and others. Peter Bush [in The Marx Family Saga] does not reach Lane’s heights or sink to Rabassa’s depths.» – Abigail Lee Six, New Statesman (9/8/1996)
  • «Now in his late 60s, Goytisolo remains a marginal man, at least in America, because of his nervy depictions of homosexuality, elliptical Modernism, his mordant sense of history, and an unfashionable multiculturalism — he knows and admires Islamic traditions. A self-exile from Franco’s Spain, Goytisolo proffers a ferocious critique of power as oppression: his dialectical standoffs between West and East, European and Arab temperaments, waver between positing irreconcilable differences, the result of centuries of injustice and misunderstanding, and tantalizing intimations of cultural synthesis.» – Bill Marx, Boston Globe (29/4/1999)
  • «Goytisolo is one the finest masters of the postmodern.» -Sophie McClennen, Review of Contemporary Fiction (Fall/1999)
  • «His greatest achievement to date is his trilogy consisting ofMasks of IdentityCount Julian and Juan the Landless. These three books can be considered together; though fictional, they are unashamedly autobiographical, and they reflect Goytisolo’s sense of alienation experienced both in Spain and in exile. Cumulatively, they provide a debunking of Spanish culture, ideology and language, and a rejection not only of realist fiction but of the very idea of literary genres.» -Shomit Dutta, Times Literary Supplement (17/11/2000)
  • «Goytisolo’s fiction parodies traditions, dwells on solipsistic estrangement, and with coy postmodern irony questions the attempt to represent reality. But his journalism bleeds sincerity, and it uncompromisingly insists that ideals like toleration, respect, and magnanimity be put into political practice.» – Thomas Hove, Review of Contemporary Fiction (Fall/2001)
  • «Thoroughly seduced by literary theory, Goytisolo maintains that a fiction writer should respond to movements in poetics and he invokes Russian formalists and French structuralists as patron saints. He tests his readers with punctuation-free interior monologues, citations in Latin and Arabic, dialogues in foreign languages, passages in mock Old Spanish, pastiche, unreliable narrators. The result is at times dazzling, but readability can hardly be counted among its merits. This may be intentional. One is not expected to curl up by the fire with a book by Goytisolo, but rather to be jolted out of any such bourgeois complacency in the first place.» – Martin Schifino, Times Literary Supplement (22/11/2002)
  • «Juan Goytisolo is a literary philosopher of the highest type — a writer interested in destroying hypocrisy and its old guard.» – Joe Woodward, San Francisco Chronicle (12/2/2006)

 

Source: http://www.complete-review.com/authors/goytisoloj.htm


La peor canción de la historia es la más exitosa del mundo

Según Lady Gaga (una de las personas más influyentes del mundo, según TIME, cosa de la que he dejado de dudar), Rebecca Black «is a genius» (en suma, dos genios de La cultura Pooph). [fuente >>]

La canción obtuvo 18.000.000 de visitas en youtube sólo en la primera semana.

Para un análisis m’as profundo del genio, aquí va la letra:

(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark)
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Seven a.m., waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein’ everything, the time is goin’
Tickin’ on and on, everybody’s rushin’
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

7:45, we’re drivin’ on the highway
Cruisin’ so fast, I want time to fly
Fun, fun, think about fun
You know what it is
I got this, you got this
My friend is by my right, ay
I got this, you got this
Now you know it

Kickin’ in the front seat
Sittin’ in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/friday-lyrics-rebecca-black.html ]

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin’)
We-we-we so excited
We so excited
We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday
And Sunday comes after … wards
I don’t want this weekend to end

R-B, Rebecca Black
So chillin’ in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
I’m drivin’, cruisin’ (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, switchin’ lanes
Wit’ a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C’mon) Passin’ by is a school bus in front of me
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it’s Friday, it’s a weekend
We gonna have fun, c’mon, c’mon, y’all

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend

It’s Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin’ down on Friday
Everybody’s lookin’ forward to the weekend

Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin’ forward to the weekend