Bastille Day
The parody of this song I really like is Caught in a Bad Project by the Hui Zheng Lab, but this one is for Bastille Day! Axé.
The parody of this song I really like is Caught in a Bad Project by the Hui Zheng Lab, but this one is for Bastille Day! Axé.
One thing that has been nice for me this summer is the weather. I have been unable to travel other summers when it has been dark, humid, and rainy. This year has been less humid and very luminous. I have not taken advantage of the good weather as well as I could have, but I … More Edie Brickell
Amo tanto la vida porque me costó tanto gozarla … me costó mucho sentir que era protagonista y no una basura. Axé.
Neo-nomadic music. Axé.
One of the things I did on Independence Day was see There But For Fortune, the documentary on Phil Ochs, at the Museum of Fine Arts in Houston, which is a very good museum. I liked the film better than some of the reviewers I have read did. This was the last day and someone … More Phil Ochs
My cat disappeared four months ago today. I have become convinced that the true purpose of lullabies is to calm the parents of children who have died. Dastan is the Persian word for story or oral tale, and I will find out what a dandini is. My cat had an Eastern Mediterranean air — Turkish … More Algunas nanas
Axé.
Here comes a very nice blog post on change, ideology, security, and if you wish, Foucault. The difference between 1972 and now is that this song was proposed and also allowed be sung at Ossining, New York. (I doubt any prison in the US would allow that refrain to be sung now; I am not … More The Order of Things
This is Clifton, 25/VI/1925 – 12/XII/1987. Here is another great video with short explanations of the music, partly by Clifton himself: “I’m from New Orleans, I’m a Frenchman….” Finally, for people interested in the dance, here is a good clip from one of the festivals I have never been to, but promise to attend next … More Clifton Chenier
This is St. John’s Day and I’d like to have been in Recife seeing the quadrilles and dancing forró, or at a bonfire far enough north to see the northern lights. Next year I should actually go to a beach on St. John’s Eve and have the Danish celebration. I am glad Clarissa reminded me … More San Juan