Ob La Di Ob La Da life goes on....
viernes, 28 de diciembre de 2007
domingo, 9 de diciembre de 2007
sábado, 8 de diciembre de 2007
Aryana Farshad filmó lo que está abajo.
from filmmaker Aryana Farshad's amazing film of spiritual rituals and visits to sacred locations in her native Iran-- "Mystic Iran" (2002) 52 minutes.
from 2004 interview with filmmaker:
I wonder how you ever got the dervishes to consent to being filmed? There must have been some very memorable experiences that you had while making this film. Can you tell us about some of them? Tell us about that lady dervish whom I consider the star of your film. You know the one who was baking bread. She was awesome.
A: Yes, you mean Aisha. We gave her the code name Aisha. The most memorable experience I had was with Aisha.
In 2000, I had gone to Kurdistan and Sanandaj many times, location scouting for the film. The first trip, I interviewed only male dervishes. They were very kind. We smoked cigarettes together, which made our Kurdish guide very nervous. They promised to think it over about being filmed, but no answer.
One day, our Kurdish guide asked me if I wanted to meet women dervishes in Sanandaj. I ended up joining in their rituals. I am not a spectator but rather a participant in life. After my participation with them, the Khalife agreed to the filming at a later date. Some time later the Khalife invited me and my crew to join her group of women dervishes on a pilgrimage, which we did. We started out at 3 AM following behind them in a mini bus from Sanadaj to the village of Najar. We did not arrive there until 9 pm... it was a very long and mountainous drive.
When we got there, we saw a huge Sufi center. I went to the second floor, which was the women's center. It was a dorm style room, covered with kelims on the floor. The women dervishes started the sema. I decided to take a picture, forgetting that they were taking their scarves off. Most unfortunately my flash went off and all the women dervishes started shouting: "film, film" and covered over their heads with scarves. Khalife told me to sit quiet. I went to the corner and kept quiet. Everyone quietly went off to sleep. I realized that I had disrupted the ceremony.
One of woman dervishes, Aisha, was still in trance and she was "speaking in tongues." I was alone with them as everyone else was asleep. I was worried about Aisha. She kept crying, lamenting and growling.
Presently as her friend came around, I asked her why Aisha was in that state. I found out that her Sema was interrupted and she was stuck in trance and needed to finish the cycle of sema. I went down stairs and asked Sheik Najar's daughter in law to join the circle and play the Daf. Aisha went through the trance and dancing. Gradually one by one the women dervishes sleeping next door awoke and joined the circle of Sama. We finished around 4:30 in the morning. I got close to Aisha and her friend after this episode. The scene of fire eating happened the next day, at 6am, while she was baking bread for the retreat.
from 2004 interview with filmmaker:
I wonder how you ever got the dervishes to consent to being filmed? There must have been some very memorable experiences that you had while making this film. Can you tell us about some of them? Tell us about that lady dervish whom I consider the star of your film. You know the one who was baking bread. She was awesome.
A: Yes, you mean Aisha. We gave her the code name Aisha. The most memorable experience I had was with Aisha.
In 2000, I had gone to Kurdistan and Sanandaj many times, location scouting for the film. The first trip, I interviewed only male dervishes. They were very kind. We smoked cigarettes together, which made our Kurdish guide very nervous. They promised to think it over about being filmed, but no answer.
One day, our Kurdish guide asked me if I wanted to meet women dervishes in Sanandaj. I ended up joining in their rituals. I am not a spectator but rather a participant in life. After my participation with them, the Khalife agreed to the filming at a later date. Some time later the Khalife invited me and my crew to join her group of women dervishes on a pilgrimage, which we did. We started out at 3 AM following behind them in a mini bus from Sanadaj to the village of Najar. We did not arrive there until 9 pm... it was a very long and mountainous drive.
When we got there, we saw a huge Sufi center. I went to the second floor, which was the women's center. It was a dorm style room, covered with kelims on the floor. The women dervishes started the sema. I decided to take a picture, forgetting that they were taking their scarves off. Most unfortunately my flash went off and all the women dervishes started shouting: "film, film" and covered over their heads with scarves. Khalife told me to sit quiet. I went to the corner and kept quiet. Everyone quietly went off to sleep. I realized that I had disrupted the ceremony.
One of woman dervishes, Aisha, was still in trance and she was "speaking in tongues." I was alone with them as everyone else was asleep. I was worried about Aisha. She kept crying, lamenting and growling.
Presently as her friend came around, I asked her why Aisha was in that state. I found out that her Sema was interrupted and she was stuck in trance and needed to finish the cycle of sema. I went down stairs and asked Sheik Najar's daughter in law to join the circle and play the Daf. Aisha went through the trance and dancing. Gradually one by one the women dervishes sleeping next door awoke and joined the circle of Sama. We finished around 4:30 in the morning. I got close to Aisha and her friend after this episode. The scene of fire eating happened the next day, at 6am, while she was baking bread for the retreat.
Mystic Iran -- Women dervish dance and trance
mujeres...nadie puede prohibir para siempre que ellas giren.
el fuego interior,y ese pan....
Whirling Dervishes
algunos derviches,no se dejan postear a este blog...mientras vemos estos que si se dejan y comparten su meditación.
domingo, 2 de diciembre de 2007
lunes, 26 de noviembre de 2007
domingo, 25 de noviembre de 2007
Caetano Veloso y Gilberto gil -desde que o samba e 13/25
A tristeza é senhora
Desde que o samba é samba é assim
A lágrima clara sobre a pele escura
A noite a chuva que cai lá fora
Solidão apavora
Tudo demorando em ser tão ruim
Mas alguma coisa acontece no sempre agora em mim
Cantando eu mando a tristeza embora
O samba ainda vai nascer
O samba ainda não chegou
O samba não vai morrer
Veja, o dia ainda não raiou
O samba é pai do prazer
O samba é filho da dor
O grande poder transformador
Dark I am yet lovely SINËAD,VALIENTE SINËAD
Dark I am yet lovely as tents of Kedar
As the pavilions of Solomon either
Don't hate me because the sun has darkened me
All my mother's sons were so angry with me
They made me watch the vineyards
My own things I did not guard
On my bed at night I sought whom my soul loves
Oh I sought I sought but I found him not
So I ask you daughters of Jerusalem
Where is my love? Oh tell me have you seen him?
Majestic as Lebanon stately as cedars
His mouth so delicious his fragrance so pleases
Such is my beloved such is my darling
And if you see him say my heart is pining
For the kisses of his mouth and his flavours
Oh the king had brought me into his chambers
Say I delight in his love
Say he's the one my soul was
Vast floods can't quench love no matter what love did
Rivers can't drown love no matter where love's hid
So when you do find him out
Bring him to my mother's house
And into the chamber of her who conceived me
Then will he know me and then will he see me
Tell him that love isn't done
Tell him don't leave me alone
As the pavilions of Solomon either
Don't hate me because the sun has darkened me
All my mother's sons were so angry with me
They made me watch the vineyards
My own things I did not guard
On my bed at night I sought whom my soul loves
Oh I sought I sought but I found him not
So I ask you daughters of Jerusalem
Where is my love? Oh tell me have you seen him?
Majestic as Lebanon stately as cedars
His mouth so delicious his fragrance so pleases
Such is my beloved such is my darling
And if you see him say my heart is pining
For the kisses of his mouth and his flavours
Oh the king had brought me into his chambers
Say I delight in his love
Say he's the one my soul was
Vast floods can't quench love no matter what love did
Rivers can't drown love no matter where love's hid
So when you do find him out
Bring him to my mother's house
And into the chamber of her who conceived me
Then will he know me and then will he see me
Tell him that love isn't done
Tell him don't leave me alone
Sinead O'Connor - Dark Am I Yet Lovely (live)
DARK,WE ARE YET LOVELY,I THINK.
SOMOS OSCUROS Y ADORABLES,CREO YO.
viernes, 23 de noviembre de 2007
La niña que llora trocitos de madera.
http://www.montevideo.com.uy/noticiasint_53030_1.html
poético ,pero incómodo.
poético ,pero incómodo.
lunes, 19 de noviembre de 2007
domingo, 18 de noviembre de 2007
jueves, 15 de noviembre de 2007
martes, 13 de noviembre de 2007
Paul McCartney on the Upright Bass
Heartbreak Hotel...pasado, presente futuro...varias personas y un bajo.
miércoles, 7 de noviembre de 2007
¿Por que votamos los uruguayos? en Cafe Versatil 7 11 2007
UNA INTERVIEW COMO CORRESPONDE.
PROFUNDA,CON CONTENIDO,
UNA MARAVISHA.Gracias Rafael.
lunes, 5 de noviembre de 2007
Gato no soporta radiacion
PARECE QUE YOUTUBE O ALGUIEN SACA DEL ÉTER ALGUNOS VIDEOS.
AVERIGUARÉ.
UNA PENA,¿NO?
ALFREDO CASERO,"GATO NO SOPORTA RADIACIÓN"
VERLO DONDE SE PUEDA
Isso aí,muito melhor nao ponher o gato
no interior do seu orno de microondas,
ele nao suporta a radiaçao.
AVERIGUARÉ.
UNA PENA,¿NO?
ALFREDO CASERO,"GATO NO SOPORTA RADIACIÓN"
VERLO DONDE SE PUEDA
Isso aí,muito melhor nao ponher o gato
no interior do seu orno de microondas,
ele nao suporta a radiaçao.
viernes, 12 de octubre de 2007
sábado, 6 de octubre de 2007
Pequeños detalles grandes emociones.
Este pequeño Blog cumplió un mes a la luz del monitor.
Y se me pasó, no lo saludé. No me saludé.
A ver si cambio el orden de las cosas pequeñas...a ver si lo esencial,
la música,el placer de visitar a Irina, pasear por el jardín de Warren,
hablar con el Tipo,asombrarme con Vale, deleitarme, gozar, disfrutar,
.....todo eso pasa a tener el lugar y el tiempo que se merece...
Se aceptan sugerencias.
El Gueshé dijo "Step by step,no jump",
eso también es verdad.
Feliz cumplemés y tres días, pantalla.
Tere
Y se me pasó, no lo saludé. No me saludé.
A ver si cambio el orden de las cosas pequeñas...a ver si lo esencial,
la música,el placer de visitar a Irina, pasear por el jardín de Warren,
hablar con el Tipo,asombrarme con Vale, deleitarme, gozar, disfrutar,
.....todo eso pasa a tener el lugar y el tiempo que se merece...
Se aceptan sugerencias.
El Gueshé dijo "Step by step,no jump",
eso también es verdad.
Feliz cumplemés y tres días, pantalla.
Tere
miércoles, 3 de octubre de 2007
ENSAYO "Jodé,jodé...dame un abrazo!"
Bebo Valdez y El Cigala
ensayando "Vete de mi"
música en estado de emoción pura...
abrazarse por lo mismo.
BUESCAR BEBO Y EL CIGALA ENSAYANDO.
"NO LONGER AVAILABLE" DICE YOUTUBE.
A PITY,DIGO YO.
domingo, 30 de septiembre de 2007
volver del hindi LAS VUELTAS DE LA VIDA
entro en el blog,para cantar con el Cigala.
Irina gentilmente me sugiere que cambie mi perfil.
la llamo ,ella no está,me atiende un Gran Hombre.
él me indica el camino correcto.
ahora todo está quedando en hindi.
( tengo que desandar el camino andado,
¡negarme al hindi! y tratar de recordar lo que puse antes:
no se vuelve tan fácil del hindi como a él se llega .
no es justo.
y menos justo es que no entendiendo un pomo de hindi,
me guste mucho más cómo queda el cover provocado
por la ausencia de Irina y la ayuda del Gran Hombre.
(y esta vez lo hice sola,Maestro.
cuando el alumno está pronto,
el maestro aparece.)
Irina... las vueltas de la vida...!
en internet se parecen a veces a
rectas y zig zags ,
o a un imparable loop
de formas indefinidamente redondas.
(ne vedem.)
Irina gentilmente me sugiere que cambie mi perfil.
la llamo ,ella no está,me atiende un Gran Hombre.
él me indica el camino correcto.
ahora todo está quedando en hindi.
( tengo que desandar el camino andado,
¡negarme al hindi! y tratar de recordar lo que puse antes:
no se vuelve tan fácil del hindi como a él se llega .
no es justo.
y menos justo es que no entendiendo un pomo de hindi,
me guste mucho más cómo queda el cover provocado
por la ausencia de Irina y la ayuda del Gran Hombre.
(y esta vez lo hice sola,Maestro.
cuando el alumno está pronto,
el maestro aparece.)
Irina... las vueltas de la vida...!
en internet se parecen a veces a
rectas y zig zags ,
o a un imparable loop
de formas indefinidamente redondas.
(ne vedem.)
लॉस वुएल्तास दे ला vida
नेसेसितो कैंटर
अब्रो एल ब्लोग परा हसेर्लो कों एल सिगाला
इंकुएँत्रो उन ओक्मेंतारियो दे इरिना कुए
गेंतिल्मेंते सुगीएरे कुए मोदिफिकुए मि पेर्फिल
ल्लामो अ सु होगर ,इल्ला नो está ,परो मे अतिएंदे उन ग्रां होम्ब्रे,
कुए मे इंडिका एल कामिनो सिएरतो
य अहोरा....ग्रसिअस वॉरेन! तोड़ो कुएदा इं इन्दी।
सुपोंगो.
अब्रो एल ब्लोग परा हसेर्लो कों एल सिगाला
इंकुएँत्रो उन ओक्मेंतारियो दे इरिना कुए
गेंतिल्मेंते सुगीएरे कुए मोदिफिकुए मि पेर्फिल
ल्लामो अ सु होगर ,इल्ला नो está ,परो मे अतिएंदे उन ग्रां होम्ब्रे,
कुए मे इंडिका एल कामिनो सिएरतो
य अहोरा....ग्रसिअस वॉरेन! तोड़ो कुएदा इं इन्दी।
सुपोंगो.
viernes, 28 de septiembre de 2007
Elvis Presley by Mariano Coiffeur
sólo puede ser el jopo de mariano coiffeur para quien llega de dos años de ejército.
muy lindo, marianocoiffeur.
Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley - Love Me Tender
...fuego cruzado!
dos potencias se saludan.
gracias por el aporte amigo J.
viernes, 21 de septiembre de 2007
GABRIEL PENSADOR - CACHIMBO DA PAZ
....O Pensador también colaboró.Brasil: la música y la fruta...sanadoras.
Lenine...obrigada por virar doce minha estada no Brasil.
Hoje eu quero sair só - Lenine- MTV acústico
Eran momentos como este que me ayudaban a cumplir con la rutina en la industria,de 5:30hs a 23hs, por ejemplo.Obrigada, Lenine,Titas,Rita, Novos Baianos celebrando 30 años de música,Skank, Ed Motta...e todos os outros.
.
jueves, 20 de septiembre de 2007
más LAGRIMAS NEGRAS...los hombres la luchan...
Javier Garcia LAGRIMAS NEGRAS
Mira Irina...creo que este la lucha,no se queja,va y encara...
y va y chau!!!
martes, 18 de septiembre de 2007
Seguir lo que tus células te indican....
Paul Potts, quería cantar Ópera, fue a un concurso de tv...
Escucharlo.....y....ver qué te produce.
Club de Fans de Paul Potts.
domingo, 16 de septiembre de 2007
FINA ESTAMPA tal cual CAETANO
caetano veloso,chabuca granda,jacques morelenbaum.
¡¡¡sigamos mezclando!!!!
Y seguimos mezclando...afortunadamente.
"VAMOS A MEDIRLO UN POQUITO,HOMBRE,QUE..."
Eu se que vou te amar Bebo Diego Cigala Caetano Veloso
VETE DE MI / A TRISTEZA... CAETANO E GIL
Sem palavras!!!!!
Caetano Veloso y Gilberto Gil -vete de mi - 2002 25/25
sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2007
La letra en inglés y aclaraciones en africano oriental de youtube- bendito-seas.
"In Your Eyes"
love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
[ www.azlyrics.com ]
ACLARACIONES AFRICANO ORIENTAL/INGLÉS
Mado 4384(one week ago)
The wolof part just repeats the lyrics:
In your eyes, the light the heat, in your eyes, I am complete.
"Sa beut" means your eyes,"Tchi Lamp" means in the light, "Tchi Tangaay" means in the heat, and "Maangui tchi biir" means loosely I'm into it, your eyes... Please don't quote me on the orthograph of the wolof words (by the way, I am wolof, from Senegal, West Africa).
love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
[ www.azlyrics.com ]
ACLARACIONES AFRICANO ORIENTAL/INGLÉS
Mado 4384(one week ago)
The wolof part just repeats the lyrics:
In your eyes, the light the heat, in your eyes, I am complete.
"Sa beut" means your eyes,"Tchi Lamp" means in the light, "Tchi Tangaay" means in the heat, and "Maangui tchi biir" means loosely I'm into it, your eyes... Please don't quote me on the orthograph of the wolof words (by the way, I am wolof, from Senegal, West Africa).
IN OUR EARS...............gracias a Moni.
PETER GABRIEL "IN YOUR EYES"
¡GRACIAS PETER,TONY LEVIN, PAULA,COLE!!
"Less violence , more sensuality"
Dijo el paciente Zappa en oootro programa de tv,
1987.
"De hecho a esta sociedad le haría mucho mejor más sensualidad:
menos violencia, más sensualidad"
¿Cómo está la sociedad sin Zappa,con más violencia
y menos sensualidad...o más de algo raro, 30 años más tarde?
¿Qué hacemos con esto?
¿Less violence , more sensuality?
Como la de Lucille Ball, como la de Elaine Benes,
como la de Martín Buscaglia, como la de Caetano, como la de el Cigala,
como la del veterano Bebo, como la de Janeane Garofalo,como la de Rosarillo, como la de Cosmo Kramer...
1987.
"De hecho a esta sociedad le haría mucho mejor más sensualidad:
menos violencia, más sensualidad"
¿Cómo está la sociedad sin Zappa,con más violencia
y menos sensualidad...o más de algo raro, 30 años más tarde?
¿Qué hacemos con esto?
¿Less violence , more sensuality?
Como la de Lucille Ball, como la de Elaine Benes,
como la de Martín Buscaglia, como la de Caetano, como la de el Cigala,
como la del veterano Bebo, como la de Janeane Garofalo,como la de Rosarillo, como la de Cosmo Kramer...
La paciencia de Frank Zappa
Frank Zappa on Crossfire 1986
"¿Suprimir siete palabras puede protejer a alguien?"
miércoles, 12 de septiembre de 2007
Cuando una /o se siente bien...
“Cuando una se siente bien,
puede prescindir de lo mejor.
Eso me parece sabio”.
Andréa de Nerciat
puede prescindir de lo mejor.
Eso me parece sabio”.
Andréa de Nerciat
domingo, 9 de septiembre de 2007
domingo, 2 de septiembre de 2007
Lágrimas Negras (Escrito por un hombre).
Letra y música de Miguel Matamoros
Aunque tú
me has dejado en el abandono
aunque ya
se han muerto todas mis ilusiones.
En vez de maldecirte
con justo encono
en mis sueños te colmo,
en mis sueños te colmo
de bendiciones.
Sufro la inmensa pena de tu extravío
lloro el dolor profundo
de tu partida
y lloro sin que sepas
que el llanto mío
tiene lágrimas negras,
tiene lágrimas negras
como mi vida.
Tu me quieres dejar
yo no puedo vivir
contigo me voy mi negra
aunque me cueste el morir.
Tu me quieres dejar
yo no quiero sufrir
contigo me voy mi santa
aunque me cueste el morir.
sábado, 1 de septiembre de 2007
Se me olvidó que te olvidé. (Escrito por una mujer).
Letra de Lolita de la Colina
Principales versiones:
Los abuelos de la Nada (1982)
Bebo Valdés & Dieguito "El Cigala" (2003)
Yo te recuerdo cariño,
mucho fuiste para mi,
siempre te llamé mi encanto,
siempre te llamé mi vida,
hoy tu nombre se me olvida.
Se me olvidó que te olvidé,
se me olvidó que te dejé,
lejos muy lejos de mi vida,
se me olvidó que ya no estás,
que ya ni me recordarás,
y me volvió a sangrar la herida.
Se me olvidó que te olvidé,
y como nunca te encontré,
entre las sombras a escondidas,
y la verdad no se porqué,
se me olvidó que te olvidé,
a mi que nada se me olvida.
Colaboración enviada por: Rodrigo GonzXlez Morales
Principales versiones:
Los abuelos de la Nada (1982)
Bebo Valdés & Dieguito "El Cigala" (2003)
Yo te recuerdo cariño,
mucho fuiste para mi,
siempre te llamé mi encanto,
siempre te llamé mi vida,
hoy tu nombre se me olvida.
Se me olvidó que te olvidé,
se me olvidó que te dejé,
lejos muy lejos de mi vida,
se me olvidó que ya no estás,
que ya ni me recordarás,
y me volvió a sangrar la herida.
Se me olvidó que te olvidé,
y como nunca te encontré,
entre las sombras a escondidas,
y la verdad no se porqué,
se me olvidó que te olvidé,
a mi que nada se me olvida.
Colaboración enviada por: Rodrigo GonzXlez Morales
step by step...no jump
aprendiendo de los otros:
para vencer la pereza, para entrenar la disciplina,
es necesario ir paso a paso, sin saltar.
y tener paciencia.
"step by step...no jump"
cuando el alumno está pronto
aparece el maestro...todo el tiempo.
"even the mountains have age"
"aún las montañas tienen edad,
aunque la contemos en millones de años"
"joy...enthusiasm...respect."
para vencer la pereza, para entrenar la disciplina,
es necesario ir paso a paso, sin saltar.
y tener paciencia.
"step by step...no jump"
cuando el alumno está pronto
aparece el maestro...todo el tiempo.
"even the mountains have age"
"aún las montañas tienen edad,
aunque la contemos en millones de años"
"joy...enthusiasm...respect."
