"One of the smallest , independent kingdoms in the ciberuniverse. Nothing fancy. Population? Just me, myself and my jaguars, my movies and my books (and, at this very moment, YOU). Hided and secret like Skull Island or Opar, the ancients in Guelyland use to read the scrools of a minor god called Voor-Hes.
Most of the treasures of Guelyland are made of paper, plastic and vinyl.Guelyland dreams with expanding in deep more then in surface. The music of Nik Kershaw has been heard here. There are apes, lots of apes in Guelyland. Woody Allen and Bob Hope visit it quite often. Here we love books (the Kingdoms Library is both celebrated and secret) Here we are atheists but very tolerant and think of god a bit too often and much. Guelyland is, the stuff my dreams are made of..."
Hace un par de dias quería reflotar este blog con una galeria de fotos de Bowie. De esas que uno va juntando a traves de los años cada vez que se da con una. Pensé ponerlas para su santo (el ocho de enero) pero ya era la madrugada del nueve. Las guardo para sus setenta, me dije. Demasiado tarde, demasiado temprano, que mientras tanto el hombre se nos fue.
Recuerdo que la primera vez que supe de él fue allá por el verano de 1977. Y no por su música sinó por unas fotos de su misterioso personaje en la pelicula de Nicholas Roeg The Man Who Fell to Earth que acababa de salir (y creo que volveré a ver esta noche). Por un tiempo no supe que cantaba.
Bueno, y estas fotos estan mezcladas: el niño , el joven , el viejo; solo, con familia, amigos y conocidos. Menos que por flojera que por innecesidad he obviado poner leyendas a las fotos que los personajes que lo acompañan ya demasiado conocidos (al que no los conozca sospecho que no le interesarán).
Si una imagen vale más que mil palabras acá van veintiocho ponen algo de su música y ya ustedes sacan la cuenta.
In 1939, when tattooed girls were not everywhere, Harold Arling and Yip Harburg wrote this funny song. The version that you are about to check is a mix I did from four very different movie renditions of this happy tune. They are: Robin Willians (The Fisher King,1991) Groucho Marx (from the 1939 At the Circus), Kermit the Frog (The Muppets Show, 1976)and little Virginia Weidler (The Philadelfia Story, 1940).
"Lydia, the Tattooed Lady"
(Music by Harold Arlen and Lyrics by E.Y. Harburg)
Oh Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?
Lydia The Tattooed Lady.
She has eyes that folks adore so,
and a torso even more so.
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Queen of Tattoo.
On her back is The Battle of Waterloo.
Beside it, The Wreck of the Hesperus too.
And proudly above waves the red, white, and blue.
You can learn a lot from Lydia!
La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
When her robe is unfurled she will show you the world,
if you step up and tell her where.
For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree,
or Washington crossing The Delaware.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
Oh Lydia, oh Lydia, say, have you met Lydia?
Lydia The Tattooed Lady.
When her muscles start relaxin',
up the hill comes Andrew Jackson.
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Queen of them all.
For two bits she will do a mazurka in jazz,
with a view of Niagara that nobody has.
And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz.
You can learn a lot from Lydia!
La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso.
Just a little classic by Mendel Picasso.
Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon.
Here's Godiva, but with her pajamas on.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
Here is Grover Whelan unveilin' The Trilon.
Over on the west coast we have Treasure Isle-on.
Here's Nijinsky a-doin' the rhumba.
Here's her social security numba.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
La-la-la...la-la-la.
Lydia, oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia.
Oh Lydia The Champ of them all.
She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet.
The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat.
And now the old boy's in command of the fleet,
for he went and married Lydia!
I said Lydia...
(He said Lydia...)
They said Lydia...
We said Lydia, la, la!
A los que siempre lo quisimos (bueno, dentro de lo que se puede querer a alguien que no conocemos personalmente, que tampoco tiene que ser poco) nos pondrá contentos escucharlo tan lúcido y genial, viejo y sabio. A los que se la dan de edípicos rebeldes , que les entre bien en las orejas lo que Charly Garcia tiene que decir. No esperen la pompa y el escándalo (eso se lo reservan ustedes con sus críticas odiosas y llenas de odio) sino mas bien escuchen, entreténganse y, porque no, aprendan.
Carlos Alberto García Moreno (Buenos Aires, 23 de octubre de 1951) la leyenda viva más grande del rock latinoamericano responde a Felipe Pigna en el programa Qué fué de tu vida, emitido el último 19 de enero en el Canal 7 de la tele argentina. En esta abarcadora entrevista de manera simpática, sobria, sabia, sensible y sin nada de las excentricidades que solían alimentar a los chihuahuas y pekineses de la prensa e internet (que no hacían sinó saltar hasta sus rodillas para hincarle los dientecitos en el pantalón) el cantautor argentino nos cuenta su vida y obra paso por paso, disco por disco. Desde la niñez al presente.
Frankly I don't remember when was the first time I heard this song. As everybody else I just enjoy it and recognize it. But it touched me deeper and became a favorite when i heard the "karaoke version" (when characters in a movie sing a song as you will sing it normally in any place without being a real singer, at work or in a bar) in that favorite cult film of mine "Beautiful Girls" (Ted Demme, 1996).
Here's the scene and see what i mean:
But the real thing, the original one, was penned, performed and released by the 1941 born, newyorker descended of russian and polish inmigrants, Neil Leslie Diamond, first as a single in 1969 and later as a track of the live double album "Hot August Night" in 1972. It's been covered later, among others, by no less then Elvis an Sinatra.
SWEET CAROLINE (Neil Diamond) Where it began, I can't begin to know when But then I know it's growing strong Oh, wasn't the spring, whooo And spring became the summer Who'd believe you'd come along
Hands, touching hands, reaching out Touching me, touching you Oh, sweet Caroline Good times never seem so good I've been inclined to believe it never would
And now I, I look at the night, whooo And it don't seem so lonely We fill it up with only two, oh And when I hurt Hurting runs off my shoulder How can I hurt when holding you
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out Touching me, touching you Oh, sweet Caroline Good times never seem so good Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would
Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good
Other of my favorite "karaoke moments" (not real karaokes, as i told you before) can be found in The Deer Hunter (Cimino,1978) and Mad Dog and Glory (John McNaughton,1993).
Everytime i find a cool pic of anything I use to save it. I file them and then, sometimes, a little portfolio sees the light here, in Guelyland.
So, i give you this one.
Bowie pics, probably my favorite classic rockstar will be coming soon.
Royalty and glamour!
Meet the Lennon's
Waiting for the revenge of the nerd
Pop Idol!
Droit de Seigneur
Passing the scepter
Who? Well, little Jimmy Page
Rod, lucky Rod
I hope it worked for you Kurt
But you Bono, you are going Straight to Hell, man!
Paul making up with friends Noel, Paul and Johnny
And they lived happily ever after...(at least until today)
Spanish fly
The "Jaggermaister" taking advice from The Godfather
If you hear a voice within you say "you cannot paint", then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.
Elías Canetti
"Compraré libros hasta el final de mi vida, creo que es también parte de la rebeldía contra la muerte"
Carl Sagan
"We wish to find the truth, no matter where it lies. But to find the truth we need imagination and skepticism both. We will not be afraid to speculate, but we will be careful to distinguish speculation from fact."
Paul Lutus
"Religion is designed for stupid people. Science is designed for stupid people who are embarrassed by their stupidity and want to learn."
Desmond Morris
“Human beings are animals. We are sometimes monsters, sometimes magnificent, but always animals. We may prefer to think of ourselves as fallen angels but in reality we are risen apes.”
Matt Dillahunty
"Faith is a 'give up.' It's the point at which you stop seeking truth and just say 'Ya know, I can't figure out how to get any further, so I'm just going to go ahead and accept this answer because it feels right' or 'I don't want to keep looking.' It's not a path to truth; I would encourage people to actually go around and think about how you find out whether or not something is true in every other aspect... I guarantee you don't use faith for finding truth outside your religious claims."
...Ou, yeah!
Ayn Rand
Every argument for God and every attribute ascribed to Him rests on a false metaphysical premise. None can survive for a moment on a correct metaphysics. For instance, God is infinite. Nothing can be infinite, according to the Law of Identity. Everything is what it is, and nothing else. It is limited in its qualities and in its quantity: it is this much, and no more. “Infinite” as applied to quantity does not mean “very large”: it means “larger than any specific quantity.” That means: no specific quantity—i.e., a quantity without identity. This is prohibited by the Law of Identity. Is God the creator of the universe? There can be no creation of something out of nothing. There is no nothing. Is God omnipotent? Can he do anything? Entities can act only in accordance with their natures; nothing can make them violate their natures . . . “God” as traditionally defined is a systematic contradiction of every valid metaphysical principle. The point is wider than just the Judeo-Christian concept of God. No argument will get you from this world to a supernatural world. No reason will lead you to a world contradicting this one. No method of inference will enable you to leap from existence to a “super-existence.”
Umberto Eco
"El libro es como la cuchara, el martillo, la rueda, las tijeras. Una vez se han inventado, no se puede hacer nada mejor"
Ayn Rand
What is mysticism? Mysticism is the acceptance of allegations without evidence or proof, either apart from or against the evidence of one’s senses and one’s reason. Mysticism is the claim to some non-sensory, non-rational, non-definable, non-identifiable means of knowledge, such as “instinct,” “intuition,” “revelation,” or any form of “just knowing.”
Oscar Wilde
"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months"
Gotta admit that...
Jerry Seinfeld :
"A bookstore is one of the only pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking."
Harold Bloom
"Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you."
Lemony Snicket
"A good library will never be too neat or too dusty, because somebody will always be in it, taking books off the shelves and staying up late reading them."
THOUREAU
“Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”
André Gide
"Follow those who seek the truth. Beware of those who find it."
QUEVEDO
"Retirado en la paz de estos desiertos, Con pocos, pero doctos libros juntos, Vivo en conversación con los difuntos, Y escucho con mis ojos a los muertos."
HARRISON FORD
"I like the quality of an idea. But for that the idea must be tested."
James Randi
"I am frequently approached following lectures and loudly asked if I am a Christian and/or whether I believe in God -- the assumption being that I understand what the questioner means by both terms. My answer has always been that I have found no compelling reason to adopt such beliefs. Infuriated by such a response . . . [they] usually turn away and leave ringing in the air a declaration that there is just no point in trying to reason with me and that I will be 'prayed for.' "I have no need of this patronization, nor of such a condescending attitude, and I resent it. I consider such an action to be a feeble defense for a baseless superstition and a retreat from reality." - From Randi's book The Faith Healers, page 303. Another quote: "I hereby state my opinion that the notion of a god is a basic superstition and that there is no evidence for the existence of any god(s). Further, devils, demons, angels and saints are myths; there is no life after death, no heaven or hell; the Pope is a dangerous, bigoted, medieval dinosaur, and the Holy Ghost is a comic-book character worthy of laughter and derision. I accuse the Christian god of murder by allowing the Holocaust to take place--not to mention the 'ethnic cleansing' presently being performed by Christians in our world -- and I condemn and vilify this mythical deity for encouraging racial prejudice and commanding the degradation of women." -- from Skeptic magazine (1995 Vol.3 No.4 p.11)
BERTRAND RUSSELL
"Si yo sugiriera que entre la Tierra y Marte hay una tetera de porcelana que gira alrededor del Sol en una órbita elíptica, nadie podría refutar mi aseveración, siempre que me cuidara de añadir que la tetera es demasiado pequeña como para ser vista aún por los telescopios más potentes. Pero si yo dijera que, puesto que mi aseveración no puede ser refutada, dudar de ella es de una presuntuosidad intolerable por parte de la razón humana, se pensaría con toda razón que estoy diciendo tonterías. Sin embargo, si la existencia de tal tetera se afirmara en libros antiguos, si se enseñara cada domingo como verdad sagrada, si se instalara en la mente de los niños en la escuela, la vacilación para creer en su existencia sería un signo de excentricidad, y quien dudara merecería la atención de un psiquiatra en un tiempo iluminado, o la del inquisidor en tiempos anteriores."
RICHARD DAWKINS
"La razón por la que la religión organizada merece hostilidad abierta es que, a diferencia de la creencia en la tetera de Russell, la religión es poderosa, influyente, exenta de impuestos y se la inculca sistemáticamente a niños que son demasiado pequeños como para defenderse. Nadie empuja a los niños a pasar sus años de formación memorizando libros locos sobre teteras. Las escuelas subvencionadas por el gobierno no excluyen a los niños cuyos padres prefieren teteras de forma equivocada. Los creyentes en las teteras no lapidan a los no creyentes en las teteras, a los apóstatas de las teteras y a los blasfemos de las teteras. Las madres no advierten a sus hijos en contra de casarse con infieles que creen en tres teteras en lugar de en una sola. La gente que echa primero la leche no da palos en las rodillas a los que echan primero el té."
BLAS PASCAL
“Los seres humanos nunca hacen el mal de manera tan completa y feliz como cuando lo hacen por una convicción religiosa." "Para quienes no ansían sino la luz, hay luz bastante. Más para quienes tienen opuesta disposición, siempre hay bastante oscuridad"
CARL SAGAN
“¿Por qué no puedes convencer a un creyente de nada? Porque sus creencias no están basadas en evidencias, sino en una enraizada necesidad de creer."
EPICURO
“¿Dios está dispuesto a prevenir la maldad pero no puede? Entonces no es omnipotente. ¿No está dispuesto a prevenir la maldad, aunque podría hacerlo? Entonces es perverso. ¿Está dispuesto a prevenirla y además puede hacerlo? Si es así, ¿por qué hay maldad en el mundo? ¿No será que no está dispuesto a prevenirla ni tampoco puede hacerlo? Entonces, ¿para qué lo llamamos Dios?."
Thomas Szasz
"Si hablas con Dios estás rezando; si Dios te habla a ti tienes esquizofrenia".
Richard Dawkins
"Todos somos ateos respecto a la mayoría de dioses en los que la humanidad ha creído alguna vez. Algunos de nosotros simplemente vamos un dios más allá".
Albert Einstein
"Era, por supuesto, una mentira lo que leíste sobre mis convicciones religiosas, una mentira que ha sido sistemáticamente repetida. No creo en un Dios personal y nunca lo he negado, por el contrario, lo he expresado claramente. Si algo hay en mi que puede ser llamado religioso es entonces la admiración sin límites a la estructura del mundo hasta donde la ciencia ha podido revelarnos por el momento". "No puedo imaginarme a un dios que premia y castiga a los objetos de su creación, cuyos propósitos han sido modelados bajo el suyo propio; un dios que no es más que el reflejo de la debilidad humana. Tampoco creo que el individuo sobreviva a la muerte de su cuerpo: esos no son más que pensamientos de miedo o egoísmo de lo mas ridículo".
William S. Burroughs
"Hay varias fórmulas básicas que han mantenido a este planeta en la ignorancia y la esclavitud. La primera es el concepto de nación o país. Se dibuja una línea alrededor de un territorio y se le llama país. Lo que significa que hay que poner policía, control de aduanas, fronteras, ejércitos, y también problemas con las otras tribus del otro lado de la línea. "
Steven Weinberg
"With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion."
El Marqués de Sade
"Pienso que si existiera un Dios, habría menos maldad en esta tierra. Creo que si el mal existe aquí abajo, entonces fue deseado así por Dios o está fuera de sus poderes evitarlo. Ahora, no puedo temer a un Dios que es o malicioso o débil. Lo reto sin miedo y me preocupan un comino sus rayos."
Philip K. Dick
"La realidad es eso que no se esfuma cuando dejas de creer en ello"
"YOU ONLY HAVE ONE CHANCE TO SEE A MOVIE FOR THE FIRST TIME"
AND THEN...
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The Ram
"I just want to say to you all tonight I'm very grateful to be here. A lot of people told me that I'd never wrestle again and that's all I do. You know, if you live hard and play hard and you burn the candle at both ends, you pay the price for it. You know in this life you can loose everything you love, everything that loves you. Now I don't hear as good as I used to and I forget stuff and I aint as pretty as I used to be but god damn it I'm still standing here and I'm The Ram. As times goes by, as times goes by, they say "he's washed up", "he's finished" , "he's a loser", "he's all through". You know what? The only one that's going to tell me when I'm through doing my thing is you people here. "
Chuang-Tzu once dreamed he was a butterfly. When he awoke, he no longer knew if he was a butterfly dreaming he was a man, or a man who had dreamed he was a butterfly . . .
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