Prosas profanas

…[He aquí que veréis en mis versos princesas, reyes, cosas imperiales, visiones de países lejanos o imposibles: ¡qué queréis!, yo detesto la vida y el tiempo en que me tocó nacer; y a un presidente de República no podré saludarle en el idioma en que te cantaría a ti, ¡oh Halagabal! de cuya corte -oro, … More Prosas profanas

Des fragments de Z

What shall we be when we grow up? * This is a kaleidoscopic post. It was a narrative post, but now it is kaleidoscopic. * People have been trying to convince me I am insane for decades. * In Reeducation, we were taught that there was a choice between being happy and being right. If … More Des fragments de Z

Corrido de Cananea

Earlier today there was a 6.4 earthquake in southern Mexico. While it was happening I, oblivious, was singing the Corrido de Cananea with the famous Hermanos Zaizar. The mine at Cananea has a long history. And it seems that Calderón, Clinton, the Grupo México, and Obama are all one. Honestly, I might like the narcos … More Corrido de Cananea

Marco Longhini

Longhini is a good conductor and here we see the Moscow Conservatory. One of the search terms that most often leads people here is the title of the Monteverdi madrigal Ecco mormorar l’onde. In searching for more Monteverdi recordings I came across an ancient advertisement saying, “Nadia Boulanger uses Baldwin pianos exclusively.” It included a … More Marco Longhini

Dangerous Mood

It is the weekend, so we must sing. This is Keb Mo’. No matter what they may say or do, the British are secretly squirming with envy of the United States because our land and songs are ever so much better than theirs. One analyst predicts a 1-1 draw in tomorrow’s game. Axé.