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A colleague of my brand new work recently asked me what kind of music I liked. I find it hard to answer this question, because I have only one preferred style, or a specific preference for this or that genre, this or that singer or group. The melodies of this world I find the best evidence that our planet is diverse and sound.

I commented on some American bands that I'm from the 90, but did not know. I chose to more recognizable name and I did not have success. My colleague told me that he despised pop, rock, and then I started thinking what could be a possible list that would identify him. Of course, no sense talking about my preferences in Ibero-America, because only increase its already perceptible sense of ignorance.

's when I said that she liked the ethnic music. Imperialist Damn!, I came out as a joke, knowing that insurance is concerned that particular variety of rhythms that the record companies grouped under the label of World Music or World Music. I think we should blame the critics and scholars of ratings, it generally seems set theories to justify biased.

To illustrate, I mentioned a Hungarian group. I told her on the interpretations of Sebestyén Márta, included in the soundtrack of The English Patient , although this does not help much. Maybe he was not sure that my references were part of their classification. Try not to judge and to equalize the situation, I explained that sure he could name many others that I know. For example, I'm not aware of the latest creations of rap and hip-hop.

Also, do not rely a lot on musical nomenclature, especially when it seems to me over-focused on commercial meters. If we review the issues Grammy Awards and dozens of categories, is easy to understand how complex it is sometimes locate some players in a specific section, especially if they exceed the conventions of the music industry.

worst thing is that the vast majority of these classifications become straitjackets true, so sometimes it's best to create a new one attempt to put into an existing one to a newly discovered singer or a new album produced. No wonder the list and looks endless. A

ethnic music I associate more with the Ethnomusicology discipline that studies the melodic creations of human groups often away from the market mechanisms and to civilization. It is the song "the tribe" in its purest form, perhaps related the mythical African griot as popularized in the mid-70's magazine UNESCO Courier .

In addition, ways to sort are guided by Western standards, or better, by fees defined by the musical tradition of a country that is almost always the United States. Nothing better exemplifies this trend sections Amazon or the peculiar term "folk." Just check on the first page record sales. There is a grouping, as if they were related genera, Cuban and Latin. Thus, under the bond of Cuban and Latin, one can find the same to Compay Segundo Ricky Martin.

As Folk "the assessment is more problematic. Despite its clear origin, folklore or folklore, it does not mention a specific nation, as all have their own folk traditions, the word has been as a reference only traditional rhythms of the United States. In the best case, is also used to refer to other anglophone productions with names like Irish Folk Folk or Celtic.

The next day our conversation, I asked my friend if you like African music. I tried to make him see that I was referring more to certain creations rather than a diverse sample that would cover everything that is done on the continent since the melodies of Algerian Souad Massi until the Orchestra Baobab, through extensive the Cape Verdean musical production of Cesarea Evora.

was thinking more in Benin, almost international Angelique Kidjo, who hear these days after winning his latest CD entitled Djin Djin. Does my colleague would include in their references ethnic music, by the fact that several issues Kidjo sings in the dialect of his native land? Does the other classified as Rhythm and Blues by Alicia Keys duets with and Joss Stone ? Perhaps as a more jazzed up by songs like Pearls, which involved Josh Groban and Carlos Santana ? Or as World Music for the duets with other famous representatives of this trend as Youssou N'Dour and Amadou & Mariam ?

Anyway did not want to put on the spot, nor to encourage it to continue to be guided by a method of classification rather than include, exclude. For In the meantime, I gave him a collection of tracks by international artists and invited him to listen carefully. My goal was not trying to convince him not worth the descriptions or the certainty that there is only good and bad music, because it is so much that never gets to the nomination for a Grammy award, I think it is criminal not try, at least, appear curious to discover it.

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Certain musical cloud on blundering news

Since I live in London, my routine has changed a lot, but I could not wriggle out of the habit of dawn with the radio. Now I have to Today as classical clock. I hear the program online as I stretched and also reviewed what they publish a number of websites and blogs from newspapers and media from my favorites list.

me The radio is an excellent partner in this exercise to review the scenes daily and I admit that I attract more than anything, the voices. This diversity of accents and tones, and chronic trials, I immediately connected with the beating of this chaotic and diverse. Today

leaves me quite satisfied, either by his team of professionals, live interviews and commentary to the persons entitled entitled "Reflection for the day." I am interested in issues of British events since they are part of my continued efforts to understand this country, but occasionally then the news surprised me with stories that deviate from the ordinary to fall into the unusual.

This week I woke up with the story of an Australian who was killed by her pet, nothing less than a camel. The animal had a birthday gift at 60, only ten months, but weighed over 150 kilos. The funny thing is that, according to police, the camel tries to mate with the farmer from Queensland. The trance he killed the woman and go down to posterity in a mortuary pose little ridiculous.

When I had not yet forgotten the shock of such silliness, the pages of El País I reserved another scene between scary and silly: the case of a young Serb who, drunk and naked, entered the bear cage of Belgrade Zoo. Belgrade park rangers could not even recover the body of the intruder.

weeks ago, also in the English newspaper, had been stunned the video also an Argentinian past without clothes and drinks, which climbed the facade of the Cathedral of La Paz, Bolivia. After attempting to grab a rope that passed the fire, trying to rescue the 26-year tourist slipped and fell to his death.

do not deny that things like this get me down a bit, but let me doubtful between bashing the irresponsibility of such acts or reject them with a concession to pragmatism. It is elementary that humans are fragile in nature. The superheroes only exist in the stories that certain writers or show some movies, not reality. I see that the makers of one of the games on my mobile phone, in which the protagonist as a human cannonball shot out of a cannon, are not as clueless as alert users that do not try to replicate the animated scenes observed in screen minimal cell phones.

However, what really worries me is the apparent disregard for life, a conclusion which I reach after analysis of cases like these that I have described. People die, ironically, when they reach the limit of their capacity for fun. The fun is to drink plenty, or to satisfy a particular desire or fantasy, until he lost consciousness of their own actions. Excessive and wham, the last.

not want to fall in messianic radicalism, or make an elegy on the liberating joy of being alive. At least for me it is clear that there is, among other things, recognize that one is in the universe for a reason and perhaps the very confirmation of the certainty (or denial) deserves to remain alert and breathing as the days pass. I can not always understand that there is reason to celebrate the personal journey through this world, because I know of those who, because this or that cause, barely survive on the planet. To understand the suicide, though there is a notable difference between dying as an individual act knowingly and die by imbecility.

I come to mind recent stories in London and other British cities, where more than a dozen teenagers have been shot at by youth gang rivalries, stabbed with apathy and even error. In addition to creating a climate of instability and tabloid headlines occupy, these facts seem to me the best example of all that despises life on Earth. The list of similar cases I just drag now, I might add both Muslim fundamentalists who advocate the endless slaughter of infidels, as the rival groups in troubled areas of the planet, where the victories are recounted not as the result of previous military strategies, but as a basic body count.

to listen and observe daily scenes and victims painful loss, but maybe in the minds of those who direct and produce news programs such as Today, there are at least a desire to encourage his listeners. So when so many people die from unavoidable causes, one is suddenly not knowing how to react to news of senseless deaths. Perhaps ironically, admirers of the degree of stupidity of the characters, perhaps with pity, providing a rationale for such nonsense, or perhaps with moralizing indifference, questioning the need to air such nonsense. Personally, I always left with the question I be just me alone in his concern with such disregard for human life?

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unusual, and deaths must talk about Kevin

I have to talk, necessarily, because after finishing this novel by Lionel Shriver , I'm back to enjoying the good feeling terrible and revealing reading. When I reached the last page, I left the volume to one side as if it were a company undesirable. There is a display of sensitivity, it is only one way to step back to avoid judgments too passionate.

Since he won the Orange Prize in 2005, the story of Kevin Khachadurian has been everywhere. Announce it as one of the bestsellers and despite the uncontrollable suspicion with which I approach those shelves, I never cease to recognize that the title of We Need to Talk About Kevin filled me with curiosity.

to its author, had read somewhere that another of his columns in the Guardian, however, not associated with text that was pervasive in all libraries. It was because of the events at Virginia Tech, which I paid more attention Shriver both as to his work. A Lionel cited in more than a story about school shootings in the U.S. or in programs where interviewed commented on the recent murder of students at the hands of a troubled colleague. The reflections of this American based in London, took me to buy the book, hoping that not one of those now popular stories about the hardships and miseries of tormented childhoods.

The first surprise of We must talk about Kevin was the structure. Through the letters Khachadurian Eva writes to her husband, Kevin built there since, three days before reaching age 16, kills seven fellow students, a teacher and a school cafeteria worker. Each letter is a poignant attempt to make sense of an event as tragic and revealing the psychological profile of future criminal.

Lionel / Eva account, using witty descriptions and phrases intelligently made, his life since he brought Kevin to the world. That particular moment when, as she did not feel anything, seems destined to set the existence of the child and provide the basis for an apparent feeling of guilt that the protagonist intends to share.

guilt is just one more on the possible interpretations of what motivates this bereaved mother to describe the horror of having fathered a monster. The narrative evidence a simple explanation not enough to understand the nature of events, because the situations in the novel are complex and any finger is lifted after reading the opening passages may fall at the same speed as it appeared, while advancing the pages. Lionel Shriver

also achieved, despite starting his story with the announcement of the tragedy which the reader aware of the possibility of finding more reasons to develop and doubts to continue to the end. Not only is it important to know why Kevin undertaken against a select group of his classmates, but how he got that fateful day in April 1999. The detailed count of family stories is not without tension and can predict how you will continue or end this text, however, by the grace of the intricacies of the argument, before the final point I'm sure more than one theory can be disassembled.

funny thing also is that the same point that closes the book, may not fulfill that role in the mind of the reader. This is not a reading that can be easily forgotten. Whatever, I guess you can close We Need to Talk About Kevin , but the intensity of this invention daily, bring it back to the story of this murderous teenager, because when there is no precise explanation to understand a particular fact, questions seem endless.

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The circus acrobats

When at the end of the 90 met the Cirque du Soleil , I thought his performances summarized what he needed the circus not to perish in these times of worship to the super fun. My references to the circus were very specific: the famous Oleg Popov, the child visits I made to the National Circus Tent (Cuba) to tour the country and variety acts and magic that moved from time to time national television.

I'm not aware of the ongoing discussions on this ancient art. Perhaps the Cirque du Soleil him the credit for taking it to the theaters and have become something more dramatic than acrobatic. I suppose there are those who defend the tent, privacy and the environment that creates the huge curtain, and others who suggest leaving the circular space and the search for different scenarios. Perhaps theater and circus were always linked. Nor am I interested in telling that story.

This summer, the Roundhouse sponsored an extensive program with groups that depart from the traditional circus, but that adapt according to their various creative proposals. The Collectif Acrobatique Tangier (CAT), for example, offered Taoub, the name comes from a seemingly endless sheet used in their presentation.

What surprised me was the simplicity Moroccan group that mounted its function. They have an elaborate set design, even the scaffolding that one expects to find in a sample of somersaults and spins. The Collective, which mostly comprise members of a family, an act made up of more than an hour from minimal resources including live music, acrobatics and projections. The sounds refer to the Maghreb, a desert climate that evoke images projected on fabrics and in traditional costumes. The routines combine skill, danger and sometimes appeal to the complicity of the public, satisfied warns humor of some situations.

The failure to use any safety features is unique and enhances the authenticity of his performance . These are not too extraordinary, but by the familiarity of the show take on a greater prominence. Taoub is at times a backdrop, curtain, blanket, stage space. Acrobatic

Collective does not fit in most western variants of the circus, its members do not wear tight clothes and flashy, made of special materials to ensure the major body movements. The stunt work in everyday clothes, wearing jeans, t-shirts, shirts and some other tie. I think

the first reference when I was finished, was the confirmation of a personal statement that relates the simplicity of greatness. I also attracted so everyday impact of a theater. To make matters worse, the next day, by chance, we met on the street with TAC members, leaving the underground station due to the stop where the bus would wait for the Roundhouse. After
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have not changed my opinion of Cirque de Soleil , but after a chance meeting with the Moroccans, I think if I can ever go to the functions of the project was born in Canada, I doubt that has a sequel so common as The action followed the of Tangiers.

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What I like most about England? Occasionally surprised me with that question. I get caught, because it comes without warning in the middle of any informal exchange, on the rare occasions that I talk to English. I find it curious that most people who inquire are middle-aged people who may find it essential to the defense. I do not go too loud. If you look a certain hand, it is almost logical that a newcomer to a strange place to be tolerated, in addition to the typical suspicion that the premises observed, that some will drop out of the blue this question. Maybe wait for confirmation of a hypothetical-style grandeur of "how good it is here," may await the short notice of nonconformity to respond with a string of reasons prepared extolling the advantages of the place.

acknowledge that they do not take England with that name so loud and historical references in my closest. I live and not live in an English town. Habit these days a territory called London, a sort of Anglo-Saxon version of the meeting point of all the tribes of the planet. This is hyper-diverse and multicultural capital, just walking from one neighborhood to another, note the inequalities, the faces and attitudes. Riding a bus is enough to listen to short dialogues others who can speak both English and English, Portuguese or Italian and Russian, Polish, Arabic, Urdu, Punjabi or Hindi. So my initial reaction to the question is always cerebral and defensively, is that I do not live in England but in London.

A simple explanation would leave out the fact that the contours of the big city, is already in the territory say that more English. Could be, but actually I find many features that differentiate a county (shire) of another. Anglo cities, except for concentrated urban centers where the main economic and cultural activities, resemble each other too.
Last weekend we visited Oxford. There was the usual tourist trip around the ancient universities, because we spent most of the time walking around in a walk for charity. I dare say I did not find many differences between the landscapes I saw in the Oxfordshire countryside and central Cuba. In addition, we had a hot day and hot sun all afternoon that brought the light so unique in this latitude, which lasts until about ten o'clock at night.

The differences can be subtle, perhaps having been a regular rainy and gray day, I guess that would be more evident. I say subtle but, for example, the appearance of a country house, or a farm, with its unique architecture sufficient to identify the view as English and non-Cuban. In general, I'd say I did not find too many varieties of green or blue color those patches that both haunt many compatriots. I, personally, do not believe in nationalism, but I like to distinguish the issues of history, tradition or culture are peculiar to those parts of the world.
Two English countryside scenes moments reminded me of my childhood and adolescence, for those curious ways in which memory is activated by certain signals. Along with a near classic, so children's story, the poppies that program took me to the end Stage School of 70 and a specific song that said "Bride of the field, poppy." A dry tree, alone and defiant, almost forgot I remembered a poem by Antonio Machado. However, none of the mental associations served minutes before responding to the irrelevant question of a no-less pedantic about what was nasty lady in England.

I say that, at least out of courtesy, I try an answer for these cases. The visit to Oxford was fleeting, dependent on the time just to get there, take the walk and return. Barely had time to take Earl Gray of rigor that our hosts, still sweaty and red, rushed to drink. I opted for a beer, I think to survive a steaming cup when the temperature touches 26 degrees, you have to have a predilection for this infusion or supernatural being born in this country. Definitely, the invitation to tea in summer is my least favorite of England.

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The first reference to Descemer Well I came across lyrics Gema y Pavel. I knew this Cuban musician based in New York, was not only a great composer but a successful record producer. Then I met her step Yerbabuena, although I could access just what they did. When I got the disc Art Bembe, I was surprised by his remarkable finish and saw that Descemer was largely responsible for this magnificent work carried out under very contemporary influences. Not to dismiss the contribution of the voices of Gema Corredera and Pavel Urquiza.

is curious that at that time, Descemer was already one of the main creators of the island, plus a teacher claimed to produce hit records. In 2005, the soundtrack to Habana Blues more favorable comments added to his resume. Be happy your his way to become what it is today, a crucial issue in the national 'song. Solo I saw the film in late 2006, inserted in a film festival in Latin America in London, but before I had reached a collection in which several artists interpreting boleros Descemer Well.

At first I thought it was odd to include this genus, which has almost no young composers, especially if they are better known for creations where the merger premium and not follow certain guidelines stylistic characteristic of the bolero. But after listening to the compilation and recognize voices of consecrated as Manolo del Valle and Anais Abreu, along with others like Haydee Milanés and self Gema, I had no doubts about the authenticity that handful of songs.

still do not know if it was never released on compact format, then after a quick research I found that many of the subjects had formed the initial part of their other albums recorded by singers. But the discovery was nothing surprising. The way the music flows in Cuba would help the argument of one or more novels, those with many clues and data. By the grace of the exchange, it is possible that one ends up with access to recordings that did not record a matrix.

Also, I think everyone working on Radio of the island is infected by some uncontrollable urge to seek and explore what you do musically in the country, especially if you are interested in promoting it in their programs. Distribution mechanisms between the record and the Cuban Institute of Radio and Television are so disastrous that much of what occurs in the recording studio, never became known throughout the national and provincial radio. Luckily, both in the capital and provinces, there are filmmakers who are not resigned to radiate only what comes from "shipping" official, always cramped and outdated and, of course, biased in terms of rhythms and trends.

So when the famous bolero Fernando Alvarez died in 2002, was no accident that did not remember having read anything referred to the CD to record just before the title Be happy. Months ago, my good friend Mercedes Borges included me in one of the traditional "ship" musical. Since the first session, I become more of a night to this album of boleros as traditional and modern. I confess that I had among my favorite singer, but not stop to recognize the exceptional qualities as an interpreter, not by choice described as "the voice of the bolero" by some specialists. However, after listening to this recording, I definitely put on my list.

In Be happy, Fernando Alvarez sounds too nasal at times, but how in tune with the letters harrowing and tender at once. He sings, almost with his last breath, with the ability to ultimately buy the bowling alley to convey emotions, especially when it comes to ballads, as they say, just one. I managed to adapt their energetic style of old classics to the cadence so intimate that identify the boleros of this CD!

No doubt this also contributes to the melody. The arrangements sometimes mimic the sound of the orchestras of the 50's by the leading presence of metals and of those trumpets that sound as if they were able to cut a single stroke the night, loneliness and heartbreak. At other times, it is undeniable contemporary emphasis on the orchestration, as in the middle of the melody comes back one more jazzed , or closer to the blues .

is a pity that Be happy to have a consumption underground, and I do not remember that in 2002 or in later, these songs were disclosed. Not even in my memory, I get to see the CD on the shelves of stores ARTEX, these where so many discs lose their original color as a mark of aging covers the indifference of tourists unfamiliar and the inability of the national currency. Meanwhile I keep my copy as a true sound treasure and wait patiently for this latest recording of Fernando Álvarez become a classic of Cuban music of the XXI century. A Descemer Well I do and reverence for its genius and I wish you many years of fruitful poetic and musical creativity.

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And the film suddenly smelled of garlic

I thumbed through and read some of the bullets Taste of Cuba (Tusquets, 2002), René Vázquez Díaz . I learned that Cuban writer and Villa Clara, who lived for over 40 years in Sweden, is a passion for cooking. Also discovered that, before acquiring literary reputation, worked for a time as chef at a hotel in Malmö.

this book have to return for academic reasons, because I am interested in the role of food as part of Cuban identity. The abundant references to the family of Vázquez Díaz, have made me think of stories that everyone has where food becomes true protagonists. It turns out that sometimes the personal memory of an event does not appear visually, but first it does through smells, or tastes. Then it is possible that, to paraphrase García Márquez, Abbas Kiarostami or Tran Anh Hung, is easier to remember the aroma of a fruit we ate when we might be about to take important decisions that the decision itself.

Cinema, with its images, contributes to remember it some flavor, or the importance of certain food in our lives. When I saw The Scent of Green Papaya , for example, I was the doubt which they would know those white threads of the fleshy mass of papaya, cut with Oriental patience and skill, which then served as salad.
In my case, I come from a family that was characterized by the intransigence of some Cuban cuisine, which is missing in the table the obligatory bowl of rice and beans, they take it as a sign that the world is about to end. The kitchens of the houses where I lived were always small, with little ability to maneuver, but real laboratories for experimenting with sauces and spices.

Of course, my parents were very clear where the boundaries were. During the special period, when acquired some surprising potential food plants, we did not go home to try the pizza called cassava or banana compote donkey. Other "recipes" of the time were neglected with Jesus, told by my mother and topped with an ever heard!, The voice of my grandmother.

Curiously culinary inventions of the 90 only could be seen in the home environment or heard in the invisible waves of Radio Bemba. For years he grew older Villapol Nitza away from national television and film production was so low that not even enough to show Cubans what they ate.

In that time of scarce food and recipes dreadful, started going to the movies, especially the Cinematheque in La Rampa, with religious regularity. Except for occasional concerts at the little lost and attractive range of TV programs, visits to the cinema was also the cheapest and affordable opportunity for entertainment, educational experience. Not enough is taught at the University of Havana I say.

Anyone know what reasons or whims of chance, according Serrat, during the Special Period excellent films programmed cycles. "In greeting" to the centenary of cinema are screened one hundred best films in history, according to a survey which placed Citizen Kane, Battleship Potemkin and Napoleon, among the top ten. Became common after the great filmmakers dedicated to the 60 and 70 ( Antonioni, Truffaut , Altman, Kubrick , Ettore Scola and Claude Chabrol ), to which we also with enthusiasm, but never without appetite.

I've always hated the talkers at the movies, I do not know if a family heirloom or through primary education of 70 centered in the discipline. Even today when the room darkens and the opening credits roll, is active in me a focusing mechanism that occurs only decreases if too many incidents around me sound.

To go whenever we left the ramp in a gang. Depending on how the synopsis sounded interesting program, or imminent delivery outside of class work, the group of moviegoers are enlarged or reduced. Already seated, we were silent the plot development. The peace was broken when film came sometime referring to everyday experiences and someone was forced to crack a joke. I recall that despite the possible scandal, we tried not to attract attention. However, the public never was large, so much laughter that would cause the occurrence, rarely bothered to viewers, perhaps located at a distance of five or ten rows of seats.

However, when set in celluloid and dinner banquet overflowing, colorful and appealing, our trust completely disappeared. Seeing those binges eighteenth scenarios filmed in a Barry Lyndon, or a Noche de Varennes , or even more modern like Amarcord , or unfortunately rustic as Return of Martin Guerre , we had the impression that the salivary glands lose their nonexistent containment valves and leave us a step to transform us into Pavlov's dog, or the entire kennel.

were enough phrases like "looking for that!", "No fair!" Or "abusers!" Film appreciation for the drop to minimum levels and the ability to dream like bacchanal, was installed in our minds oversold mortal. Luckily the scenes passed quickly, freeing from blame the filmmakers, does were responsible for them having shot in the 70 films that would be in the specific context of Cuba forsaken, desolate and hungry, two decades later?

In 1991, Humberto Solas premiered his version of The Age of Enlightenment . At the billboard Film Festival of that December, the film had overtones of overproduction, at least for the austere budget that would be ideal at the time the directors of ICAIC. We went to see her at the Cine Yara, which traditionally was one focus of the event. Everything was fine until the camera stopped at a market stall, or was it a store? The display began to distinguish the outlines of a huge strings of garlic. Prop may be, the fact is that after the first exclamation of surprise, the voice of "Garlic!" Ran from one end to another room, and preceded a relatively general laughter.

The fact is I resembled the bright points of a radar screen in a flight control room. Intermittently indicate proximity or distance from an aircraft clearly illustrate the way in which garlic word spread throughout the film. To think that because of the intensity, someone got at a speed tremendous and perhaps a bit of trouble, finding in its report, the almost forgotten aroma of garlic. Believe it or not, that is so essential seasoning in Cuban cuisine is also scarce in those years.

London Cinemas smell of popcorn, a soda, a chocolate and the amount of trash left by viewers when the film ends, it is best not deterse to examine how the room is scented. Anyway, do not detach, the scents are "physical" and not imaginary at the meeting of 91 Yara. And that movie did not smell of garlic, but peanuts ("Tostao and garapiñao?). The cones began their reign as the pageant must-have accessory habanero. Today is so identifiable with the Film Festival, as the theme music from the village of José María Vitier , a melody that precedes each screening in competition and also, evocatively, can fill the memory of smells and flavors.

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Amy Winehouse

2006 was a good year for many British female voices, especially for beginners. Initially Corinne Bailey Rae captured all of the reviews from the album's release as she called, and the urgency with which the media reported as number one. Confirmation came later when he began to gain good reviews after their presentations in the U.S.. In the summer the star Lily Allen was and in the last quarter KT Tunstall and Joss Stone were added to the list of winners, thanks to the interest that showed the American press for their latest productions.

In February 2007, when they were about to surrender the Brit Awards , major British music world, these singers seemed destined to win the female solo category. However, the prize goes to someone who, like them, had comments of praise after the departure of a second album: Amy Winehouse.

This Jewish girl born in 1983 in north London had already made headlines in 2003 when it launched its compact Frank . At that time, his song Stronger than me was awarded the Ivor Novello for best contemporary composition. The 2006 album is called Back to Black and like his previous CD is full of influences that make this British interpreter in a quite peculiar.

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Aretha Franklin, The Supremes , The Ronettes of Rhythm and Blues, and Jazz. When you listen to Winehouse, is hard to imagine what it is. Has black voice and spirit "blues", he knows how to attack a subject and master it with overwhelming supremacy. Not afraid to recreate, with contemporary lyrics and melodies reminiscent of decades past, though in the sixties what would colorado Winehouse sings over a prude.

However, this young talented side of Southgate, is joined by his recurring photographs in the tabloids. Scandalous headlines, and can only be those of the Daily Mail and The Sun, have realized their fainting in full action. It is famous as the story of a concert of two suspended nights at the Shepherd Bush Empire , apparently due to illness, then discovered that buying bottles of wine in a supermarket. With several drinks too many, was seen on a television program and tried in vain to sing along with Charlotte Church the the Beat it Michael Jackson. For YouTube video that goes bad luck such evidence.

Amy Winehouse is a young star still has far to go. You may stay out in the newspapers and the paparazzi are played in their daily routine. Will be neither the first nor the last, that is clear. In its defense are two discs that make honor their talent, their way of making music, and his voice powerful and unique. Many hope their upcoming tour of American cities is because the trigger for the Winehouse becomes more recognized.

For now, this slim, provocative London, which has made the hair (that much remind me of Gina Leon of 60) almost the complement of its name and trademark, go enjoy sales Back to Black . And maybe nights of alcohol in clubs and pubs of this city, where drinking and getting drunk is as cultural as the stereotypical tea from 5 to Latin America still associate with the British.

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Encounters with Mariza Fado

My first encounter with the fado could not be better: The Anthology album Madredeus. Through the unique and harmonized Teresa Salgueiro's voice, I heard the sound and the story of the Portuguese melody has to Lisbon and the Alfama district, as their place of origin.

Madredeus is also a particular example when talking about music. At least I checked after reading the notes I used to introduce Internet on my radio. They enjoyed a certain celebrity status in Europe and, which is almost the same fan used to well-prepared proposals in terms of music and interpretation.

Portuguese music remains largely unknown in Cuba as it is in other parts of the world. Little is known performers and groups from the Iberian country. So when in 2005 I attended the launch of Mariza , I was so surprised and embarrassed by so much ignorance.

Each country has its references melodious and divas. In Portugal, until the late 90's, Amalia Rodrigues embodied for most of his countrymen the spirit and the voice of fado. When I heard Mariza, I had not yet encountered any recording of the great Amalia. However, that did not stop after the concert I was telling Helena as a hasty assessment that anyone could not sing a fado.

A Mariza, for example, benefit from having an extraordinary voice, refined, powerful. In his performances notable for its ability to say and feel the text. She is above all an interpreter. May appear to be happy or sober for the occasion, but always remarkable for its intensity. I think the fado has, like the bolero, a unique covenant with sadness. There is a cult that makes you easy, but it seems from the premise that the scenes of heartbreak and impossible closer touch us because they remind us personal stories specific and joy, is sometimes as shareable and simple, we found too ordinary to us belongs.

With such a preamble, the concerts of the Mozambique-born Portuguese is not required of other additives. In addition to his excellent qualities as a singer, Mariza has a stage presence to be reckoned with. In either scenario, this woman extremely high, wearing huge skirts, reminiscent at times to certain images of apparitions and miracles. It is curious that production based on elements as simple win both spectacular. Mariza at the center, takes the iconic significance of any myth. If the interpreter

impressed by the way to transmit text and music, so does their frequent and vocal prowess. In usual gig to give away any of the subjects sang fado as tradition dictates, ie as if everything happened in a bar in Lisbon, where there are no microphones. This happened in late 2006 when Mariza sang for the first time at the Royal Albert Hall in London.

Before finishing his performance, the fado down to the audience and, in the euphoria of his countrymen and the surprise of many in the audience, gave a traditional fado. It would be very categorical if it accepted his voice filled the London Coliseum, as the dimensions of the RAH is virtually impossible for any human, not technical, can perform such a feat. However, the effort was not lost on the singer and his voice could be heard beyond the second circle, to the amazement of spectators perhaps accustomed to more restrained performances.

While I wait for new recordings, I would dare to call to Clear, the disc of 2005, as one of his most finished. Mariza has a peculiar way of choosing songs, their albums usually include popular fado with works of contemporary composers. On this album, was also responsible for the success the Brazilian Jacques Morelenbaum, who has produced albums by Caetano Veloso Tom Jobim, Gal Costa, Cesaria Evora, Ryuichi Sakamoto and Marisa Monte, among many others. With the addition of several instruments in addition to the classical guitar, contributed to the result was significant for both neophytes and connoisseurs. The album is an unusual approach to a traditional genre and a good example of the music of Portugal, less traditional and more modern, more diverse.

Mariza thing that distinguishes his work is Lusitanian poets. In his recordings displayed the verses of Fernando Pessoa, the phantom of the opera adored Lisbon, as well as lesser-known authors. Desejos discovered in Clear Vaos (vain desires) of Florbela Espanca (1894 - 1930). I was attracted to this way of philosophizing poet, from simple and natural scenes, as the stones of the streets, trees and sunset in Lisbon, the city that the sun becomes colored when the lights and borders on the Atlantic overprotective zeal.
Since then there have been many meetings with the fado, but that's another story ... Desejos

Vaos
Florbela Espanca

Eu wanted to be arrogant or Sea freight
Let ri and sings, vastidão immensity! Eu
wanted to be a thought não Pedra,
A pedra do caminho, rude e forte! Eu

wanted to be or sun, bright light,
O bem do que é e não tem sorte humble!
I want to be awkward and tense Tree
What the world will laugh and even death!

But the Sea also cries of sorrow ...
Trees also as one who prays,
Open, to the heavens, his arms, as a believer!

And the sun, proud and strong, after a day
has tears of blood in agony!
And Stones ... these ... Tread them to everyone! ...

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Flag ghost or phantom flag and

El Pais publishes photos en las del pasado de la march 11 de marzo, una mostraba is where the con una bandera un anciano Franco. De la ha habido closes the critical acá al diario y la acusaciones on veracidad of photography. If it is assumed that the reader instantly provided and think about the digital tools for image processing, one can doubt that the banner that bears his grandfather no longer exists thanks to the expertise of an excellent user of Photoshop. However, El Pais says that the photo did exist and provides evidence .

The flag is similar to the current English, except for the eagle to San Juan behind the shield, which much resembles the emblems of the Third Reich. Dominated the official acts from 1945 to 1977 and the black eagle continued until year 81, three years after the proclamation of the constitution of 78. But it still attracts many debates, there are who defend it for its symbolism "inclusive" and there are also discouraged from putting the adjective Franco. Some even claim that the flag was invented by Franco himself, but even their coming to power, the country had no national flag.

before inclusion in the debate, is better than the picture again El Pais. Personally, I think it existed. March 11 was not in Madrid, but near London's Victoria Station where we were to receive a French friend. Before returning to Paris, stayed in and see us while we were talking about coffee, we move towards the English Embassy, \u200b\u200bwhich is not far from área, a otro portador de una bandera franquista.

A diferencia de su colega de la foto del periódico español, este era mucho más joven, más elegantemente vestido y hasta con una simpática gorra bolchevique. La historia y los símbolos se entremezclan de modos misteriosos. Me sorprendió mucho descubrir la dichosa bandera, porque era la primera vez que la veía y hasta les indiqué a los demás en mi mesa que no la perdieran de vista. El abanderado, por su parte, siguió imperturbable su camino al sitio de la concentración. Me acordé también que en su convocatoria, el líder del Partido Popular español mencionó que habría manifestaciones en otras capitales europeas. Haber presenciado the scene leads me to deduce that if there was a flag Franco in London, or he could have in Madrid.

Also, I'm sure the flag of Victoria was on his way to protest, because London is a hyper-diverse city and as a personal fashion is always more of a perceptible way, but so far out into the street with flags as unique it is not customary. National pavilions abound in stadiums, sporting events when they occur as the World Cup, or the dates as March 18, when the Irish tricolor were visible throughout the city.

course, the problem is trivial when it comes to nations throughout history have had a single flag. Cubans for example, when it was announced that Fidel Castro's illness and his departure from government, flags filled some neighborhoods of Miami, the same as months ago, perhaps in Havana, Bayamo, or anywhere on the island, were fined for a matter entirely contrary to the poor health of the Commander.

Apparently the five bands, the triangle and the star does not belong only to the island or its diaspora. Once, I remember also in the now distant summer of '89, in July, my friend Rene and I went to another pre colleague. Know that neighborhood from the center of Santa Clara and Rene did not remember either way. After asking for the name of the street doubtful we stopped at the house number, which actually was the one we wanted. What stopped us was a Cuban flag, extended, covering part of the door. And that communism, we wonder unbelievers? It was, again, 89. There were still remnants of the socialist bloc and yet, we do not care much ironic show before a solemn symbol.

This week I began to read excerpts from the diary of Anna Politkovskaya, the Russian journalist murdered last year. In one, the failed writer of the Chechen war, was concerned about the rise of neo-fascist Russian flags. The concern, surely, is to see such symbols wave because in most cases are carried by people with minds more impulsive than the innocent display of a flag.

I wonder now how violent it would be the flagship of Victoria, how conscious his act. What scares me most are certain attitudes that many pecan naive, naive and akin to ignorance bordering on stupidity. I met a student from Madrid who took advantage of the slightest incident to blame the "socialist government" or "socialists" of all the ills of Spain and especially the moral decline of the family (whichever is the meaning of that phrase). But without doubt, the best comment was once at the leaving the theater after seeing Downfall ( Downfall) when it declared a sudden interest in reading more about Adolf Hitler, because after assessing the characterization of Bruno Ganz did not believe that the Furer had been "so bad. " Can one go now with a flag Franco, I wonder?

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Spring time and "daffs"

I guess the spring in Europe has many facets. It all depends on the latitude. So while the Mediterranean climate countries enjoy more hot and sunny afternoons, further north the picture may be different. The fact is that March is almost always marks the arrival of the station and as ambassadors of the season, appearing in the gardens a distinctive yellow flowers. The

or daffodils daffodils bloom in this month and mark, with a must at every British court, the end of winter. However, the daffodil is actually the national flower of Wales and the Welsh the exhibit when they go out in the celebrations of St. David's Day (March 1).

For those who come from tropical regions where the four stations are hardly noticeable, these yellow flowers can be included in the category of alien. While one distinguishes fast I do not think exist in nature Cuban similar examples. On the island, of course, many daffodils, but the vast majority belong to the animal kingdom. In my case I always knew that the name derived from a flower, but I never ran into it and if I ignored it because of ignorance.

This spring has arrived earlier than usual, perhaps as evidence that global warming is more than a collection of alarmist messages about environmental degradation, or the new emblem of the struggle for political power. Flowers bring a special supplement to the landscape and one receives them with a little ESPERAZA. The contrast between the green of the sunlit grass, stems, leaves and the yellow of daffodils , prevents them from going unnoticed.

And the flowers are everywhere, even seems that at this time define the authenticity of the gardens. A year ago talking to one of my mentors, a New Yorker who has spent over 40 years based in Britain, and she told me of his joy in the spring, the time is now destined for your plants, pots and transplanted to review new outbreaks. In his garden, he told me proudly, preferring the thoughts and hydrangeas, rhododendrons also call here, and imaginary showed me how they had flourished in that March. And as I have no doubt that his experience gardener told me, and of course my "daffs", you know, are a real gem.

From that day also named them, "daffs", in a more familiar. Anyway, these yellow flowers are already part of my memories, so do not bother because they change the name or better, because he "cut" affectionately.