my punk and my rock facts

fact 1: mogwai is one of my favorite bands of all times
fact 2: i respect iggy pop (even though i am not a big fan...)
fact 3: mogwai used an iggy interview as intro to this superb song punk rock
fact 4: a good man synchronized it all and uploaded it on youtube
fact 5: if you punk or if you rock (verb form) then watch, and read below



"...I'll tell you about punk rock: punk rock is a word used by dillitante's and ah... and ah... heartless manipulators about music that takes up the energies and the bodies and the hearts and the souls and the time and the minds of young men who give what they have to it and give everything they have to it and it's a... it's a term that's based on contempt, it's a term that's based on fashion, style, elitism, satanism and everything that's rotten about rock'n'roll.

I don't know Johnny Rotten but I'm sure... I'm sure he puts as much blood and sweat into what he does as Sigmund Freud did. You see, what sounds to you like a big load of trashy old noise is in fact the brilliant music of a genius, myself.

And that music is so powerful that it's quite beyond my control and ah... when I'm in the grips of it I don't feel pleasure and I don't feel pain, either physically or emotionally. Do you understand what I'm talking about? Have you ever felt like that? When you just couldn't feel anything and you didn't want to either. You know? Like that? Do you understand what I'm saying sir?..."

-Iggy Pop

and for avid listeners of what i think is the most beautiful music in the world
here another Mogwai song

Yes! I Am a Long Way from Home


the intro by Mari Myren goes

"...'cause this music can put a human being in a trance-like state, and deprive them of the sneaking feeling of existing, 'cause music is bigger than words and wider than pictures. If someone said that Mogwai are the stars, I would not object. If the stars had a sound, it would sound like this. The punishment for these solemn words can be hard, can blood boil like this, at the sound of a noisy tape that I've heard? I know one thing, on Saturday, the skies will crumble together, or something, with a huge bang, to fit into the tape."

dreaming books? yes!

Walter Moers
and his book
The City of Dreaming Books
is the perfect elixir for

Bücherwurm
Bookworms
Ratones de Biblioteca



so if you are one
and if you love books
here is a lovely recommendation
by miss d

i am tired
and a little more sick today
and not very animated
lugubrious light thru the late window
and an OFF TV claiming for me...
yet i cannot stop turning pages
seems that
books about books
are just delicious!
distilling passion for literature
in a funny and very clever way
i would say almost like adult-fantasy
let your soul get lost on the pages of Bookholm
and other wonderful realms
it is like being a kid again...
and the illustrations are great
do not miss it!
i go back to mine now...

pizza

last night i dreamed of...
pizza!...

oh i am dying for a nice thick warm
slice of...

pizza!

ahhh but i cannot open my mouth over a centimeter
i cannot chew anything yet, my left cheek is very swollen
and certainly cannot eat too much fat or spicy foods
even less pizza
after this oral surgery

but i would give away my "kingdom of nothingness" for a nice
warm, crunchy, delicious piece of

pizza!

Open Wide, Say Ah!

so afraid!
but... here i go
or... off they come



Weisheitszähne
Wisdom teeth
Muelas del juicio

super tuesday

obama or clinton?
super tuesday
check the polls

focus rain

guess just winter
and windy rains on
early february days

thru my car window
a stop light
and
i try to focus on the rain



the rain remains unfocused
nevertheless



keine Bildschärfe

these weekend
was
rain rain rain
wind
some more rain

unusual in san diego
unusual these days

dunno why
the rain?
the fish?
the teeth?

surely
the wind
the rain
the mood of these days

cannot find myself
comfy, on my own skin

cannot wait to wear again
my pijamas of non-stress
and selflessness

a nap in the meantime
is that time of the night
again.

Kiyo y su banda de Piratas

Kiyo, the fish
finally recovering
from Popeye
to my surprise and relief
he spent many days on a
"hospital tank"
under a 150 watts lamps
and 2 antibiotics
Maracyn-Two and CopperSafe



i put a thermometer and he
adopted it as his home

but today i finally set him up
in a new 2 gallon tank
with heather, some nice rocks
a cave, and a pirate skull
it seems that mister Kiyo
after surviving strong sickness
has decided to sail to more dangerous adventures
now he lives a life on the edge
he's Kiyo, der Korsar, der Pirat
Kiyo, el corsario, el Pirata!
beware...

and my smiling final again
after a long week
and another one to come
as wisdom teeth surgery awaits for me
this coming Wednesday...
to confess i just don't want to deal
with the whole thing
but i guess it is not option
anymore

here, to cheer-up a bit
this is not a love song
from the wonderful album
Nouvelle Vague
just covers of post-punks classic songs
in bossa nova versions
this one originally by Public Image Ltd.
who remembers them?
i guess i did tonight

tappsy

for the good old times...



and my 2 bags are long-gone

keine pandas für mir :(

RESERVED for photography

and as always
siempre
und immer
photography
has been my soulful escape
a wonderful remedy!

so to cure this bad mood
schlecht gelaunt
and silly jealousness
the complete recipe
that i prescribe myself ror tonight is

1. a beer (Pacífico, the mexican "pilsner")
2. fake chinese food
and
3. this photo of parking lot back on 2007
a lonely Saturday

and whatever to whatever with the rest...

strange Friday und schlecht gelaunt

this day went all over the place
emotionally.

started a nice Friday
on the high-side
getting tickets for Coachella 2008!
and the idea of a wonderful visitor

all was fine.
in spite of my fish sickness
it was midday and the sun shined a little

but then all started to come down

this controversial monstrous machine
of communication that we humans have built
the internet
brought me unpleasant surprises
this internet that has provided hours of joy
and valuable human information exchange
has many times gave me doubts
and reminds me of old pains...
has come back with its bitter taste
just a 'whatever' feeling about it
tonight


and anyway, i have worse problems
than this feeling of doubt and bad mood
with my little sick fish
and the guilt of if trying to cure him
or to let him go
the euthanasia question raises in my mind
in such a little specimen such a little fish
but still a reflection of the entity we all
living beings are
then and again when i see my fish suffering
how long to see if he gets better shall i wait?

and how much shall i trust in my luck again?

2008 started swell
but something on the air that night
told me this will be an intense year
i don't read the stars properly and my
pretentious astrology words and knowledge is null

but i am a woman
so i believe in instincts and "corazonadas"
in auguries, and femenine presages
in Weissagung, die Ahnung...

i am a woman and we have a chip installed
for those things...

boredom die Langeweile
the root of some many human tragedies
but... what when one can't play?

that 2008 would be a wonderful year
but in an intense sort of way
with high-highs but to be
aware of low-lows

seems that the action of life
and for so on of death
are in full motion
these days

dunno
it's magic it's life
it's jealousy and it's love
it's the beauty and the horror mixed
together
but, isn't that the way they come
always together anyway?
entrancing one with the other
like two twisted lovers when they don't know
if the other one has come to an end...

dunno
but i end on a bad mood this Friday
and my fish is still sick
so... f**k!
the 1st one of 2008
and notice i am so web-polite
that prefer the use of *
to spell it all out

i am part of the problem
i know! keine solution from me

and to end it all
for better nor/or worse
the word of the day
yesterday was
nolens volens
sounds like a joke
a bad one!