Painting: JULY LEWITT. Today, after so long ... so begins a tango called all my life, always a tango, because this is the feeling you were born with this blog, TANGO my passion and I love.
When I published this 19.4.2008 remember? Mario Pergolini was the first touch of the label that bears the same name, and has been too long since then, so I return to blog again after so many days, giving a new touch, a bit of Argentina has much to explain, explain and share.
And I'll start with a poem which is found on the net, where diving lots of times trying to rescue new discoveries like the treasures found at the bottom of the sea and I ran into this 2 x 4 in July Lewitt, tango made poetry, which describes and makes you feel, put music on their verses in this poem that you taking the steps and enveloping feeling in every line, because this is the tango it and you ... you and her, plus excellent poet is a painter who can find through the link for your Page . Web.
Painting and Poetry: JULY LEWITT. Two of four ...
Who told you that twice four is eight?
not kid ...
two by four and you are she.
left hand on your waist
Receive ...
and right with his left ...
dodging!
And two pairs of shoes that are crossed,
intersect, flirting and whispering;
Two of four are her and you.
Feet that turn ...
And once you learn
Change your life and feel
revivís grow inside and ...
Two of four ... Not a Number
boy is the couple, vis a vis ...
are you and she ...
Let me say!
I will give a new touch of Argentina, and I apologize in advance to those things that can be wrong and hope that the Argentines who read, can correct and let me know,
THE ZAMBA, as described Wikipedia:
Who told you that twice four is eight?
not kid ...
two by four and you are she.
left hand on your waist
Receive ...
and right with his left ...
dodging!
And two pairs of shoes that are crossed,
intersect, flirting and whispering;
Two of four are her and you.
Feet that turn ...
And once you learn
Change your life and feel
revivís grow inside and ...
Two of four ... Not a Number
boy is the couple, vis a vis ...
are you and she ...
Let me say!
I will give a new touch of Argentina, and I apologize in advance to those things that can be wrong and hope that the Argentines who read, can correct and let me know,
THE ZAMBA, as described Wikipedia:
In Argentina, Zamba is an expression of the couple's romance. Is the symbol of the sweetness, gentleness of love sublime cariñoso, sensible. Es un episodio de la vida.
Entre las muchas Zambas, escojo una especial LA POMEÑA.
Eulogia Tapia, es LA POMEÑA, es una famosa Zamba cuyo autor de la letra, es Manuel J. Castilla y la música pertenece a Gustavo “Cuchi” Leguizamón ., narra la historia de una coplera en tiempos de carnaval, una historia verídica.
Regresaba del alfalfar como cualquier tarde. La hoz en la mano y su padre junto a ella. "Eulogia, Eulogia", gritó su madre cuando los vio llegar. "Acaba de salir por la radio una zamba que te nombraba. Hablaba del blanco (el caballo) y de la caja". Esa es la voz de los recuerdos que echo from the bottom of the years. Eulogia not believe him, or simply could not understand his name to dance in a song .
Eulogia now lives in a field position, just away from the village of La Poma, Salta in the north. Behind his eyes is a memory and the samba behind a story. Despite the popularity of his name, things have not changed much for her. Each summer morning you can find it in rubber boots and milking, with the look of timidity lost in the ground floor, ready to take some coca leaves their green bag or Mateando with her husband under the umbrella of adobe home.
SILENCIAMOS DEEZER
LA POMEÑA
Eulogia Tapia, en La Poma,
al aire da su ternura
si pasa sobre la arena
y va pisando la luna.
El trigo que va cortando
madura por su cintura
mirando flores de alfalfa
sus ojos negros se azulan
Estribillo
El sauce de tu casa
está llorando
porque te roban, Eulogia,
carnavaleando
La cara se le enharina
la sombra Sands was singing and disenchanted
is interspersed
penalties comes in a white horse
the box in his hands trembling
and when it sinks in the afternoon
Dahlia is a brunette.
La Zamba is very sweet, and is part of the wealth of FOLKLORE of Argentina, a folklore very large and very rich, the great variety of rhythms and dances, Amores, Bailecito, Calandrina, Chacarera, Escondido, Jack, Malambo, Sombrerito, to name just a small part.
Today I put the Zamba in song, and Chacarera by EL INDIO, in the form of dance and song, to see a fast pace than the Zamba, a vital rhythm overboard EL INDIO with their feet.
And getting a little more color, I will make known the paintings of Carlos Montefusco, born in the neighborhood of Crucesita, Avellaneda, Buenos Aires, knowing the work of the great masters Traditionalists as Rugendas, Quiros, Molina Campos, Marenco, as they felt the need to translate what was in the field, so it states in its page. web. CARLOS
Montefusco, and music gives voice to his paintings JOSE LARRALDE .
And finally, I want to leave STORY OF A SIGN, probably this video, many of you have come across an e-mail, or you have probably seen, I got some time in the mail from a friend and I liked it excited me, say it is a copy of a short already been done before, but the music by Luis Bacalov (Il Postino), is wonderful, and also because the same things said in one way or another, can completely change the meaning, because sometimes things incomprehensible to our eyes, to turn in the same sentence, could make it capable of understanding.
Luis Enriquez Bacalov
, was born on August 30, 1933, in Buenos Aires (Argentina), pianist composer and conductor, famous for their soundtracks, including Il Postino is the music of this story of a signboard, also include MISA TANGO their work to a English adaptation of the classic, Mass. liturgical rhythms of tangos of his native Argentina.
Misa Tango, premiered in Rome, with Plácido Domingo as the tenor soloist in 2000.
Only one thing left for me, thank you for being here all these days, whether they have made their mark, as you have spent on tiptoe.
What did you do with my sign? ... I wrote the same thing but in different words.
With tod @ s not put it another way. A kiss.
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