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July 28, 2008YESTERDAY NIGHT I went out with a known Spanish writer I got to know by chance who was desperately seeking for a man. She would talk to every stranger and then realise they were all too young for her, always too young, or homosexual. Her last best-seller was a fuck-you-all-men chant of freedom. (She is still desperately seeking).
THIS MORNING I woke up late as usual, and I put the wrong shoe in the wrong foot. (Or the wrong foot in the wrong shoe.)
THIS AFTERNOON I lost my mobile phone, that so-called window to the world. Tomorrow I won’t meet the person I had to because I relied on a stupid piece of plastic so to make my world keep moving. Technology is making us even more idiotic.
TONIGHT I attended the most soothing concert ever (made possible only with that same ‘idiotic’ technology). Tape. A Swedish electronic-folk trio who managed to hypnotise a whole audience and make our minds get lost and fly with the birds. Well, the birds, oh the birds! We were in the terrace. It was getting dark. But as soon as Tape started to play, the birds started to sing. Never heard them like this. And I still don’t know, if some of the birds were faked by computers, if all their strength was real or if their sound was amplified and repeated technologically. Oh, their minimalistic music was unbeatable, with the birds, and the sound of a helicopter passing by, and the broken sound of some people yawning… it just felt like music everywhere!
I WAS BORN 24 years ago. And I feel younger than ever. To (re)start like this, so beautifully wrong, so absurdly, is such a bliss. And let all the upcoming days be nonsensical. They will be more real.
Happy birthday! Nice way to spend it – Tape are wonderful. I love it when you can’t tell what sounds are created by the musicians, and what sounds are coming from the environment. John Cage would definitely approve.
Moltes felicitats! For what you said it seems nothing will fall into its “right” place this year and it will be wonderful. Don’t miss any of the wonderful opportunities that you (and just a few) are able to bump into every day! Que tinguis un dia meravellós! Un petonàs.
Aloooha!
Felicidades senhorita!
Bolos, doces e tudo o mais!
beijos
Laia, It will fall into its right place in a different way! Ai Laia! T’estimo tant!!! Each day I’m more thankful for what I’ve got! I tu ets una de les raons! Ale, bona nit, que m’estic posant sentimental! ;)
Ah, André, Piazzola será nuestro encuentro particular… Beijossssss!
Mapsadaisical: After all, music is just the imitation of nature. And whatever music takes me to the roots of sound is more than welcome. The experience becomes more real and, therefore, even more confusing. I don’t want to decipher the good mysteries in every nature, don’t want to be ignorant enough to pretend there’s a possibility to really understand. Then I’ll take John Cage and his silent piece, and start to listen.
necessito de mais textos………..besossssssss
My God Anita….When I started reading your description I realised that it was just me who shared with u that amazing sunset in that roof..and the birds,of course.xx
Yes!!! That night was memorable! :)
Unos días donde mi cabeza iba loca de un lado a otro, dando tumbos, para acabar en esa terraza sin tiempo. Fue precioso, Geno!