Thursday, October 30, 2008

gira MI CUERPO ES UNA CELDA-- tres paradas


ok: partimos
la gira MI CUERPO ES UNA CELDA de Andrés Caicedo parte

el libro está en librerías chilenas desde el lunes 3
ojo con La Tercera Cultural el sábado 1

la gira tiene parada en tres países
aunque el libro estará circulando x buena parte
de America Latina a partir
de fines de noviembre

La gira es así:

CHILE- SANTIAGO:
domingo 9 de noviembre a las 19:00 horas en la sala Camilo Mori de la Estación
Mapocho. Presentan: Héctor Soto y Sergio Gómez.



COLOMBIA-BOGOTA:
jueves 27 de noviembre a las 18:30 horas en la Biblioteca Luis Ángel Arango,
Salón de Conferencias. Presenta: Ricardo Silva Romero

MEXICO- GUADALAJARA:
domingo 30 de noviembre. En la FIL--Feria Internacional del Libro de Guadalajara
A las 17:00 hrs. en el salón Alfredo R. Plascencia


PD: imprimiendo el flyer electrónico se puede ingresar a la Feria de Santiago en la Estación Mapocho

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

peliculas en polaco


desde un tiempo que tengo una cierta obsesion con polonia, el polaco y varsovia. incluso diría que krakovia, q no conozco, es uno de los lugares por los que deseo deambular. quizas porque ahi está la famosa escuela de cine.

nada: polonia me seducido por cineastas y autores pero no tengo una razon en especial. es simplemente un país y una cultura que me atrae. hace unos años, quizas por las menciones polacas en Se arrienda, pude ir de jurado a Varsovia, el festival de cine y, sobre todo, pude mostrar Se arrienda en una de las mejores funciones que me ha tocado.

pues bien: ahora cine y literatura y el complicado pero bello idioma polaco se juntan.

LAS PELICULAS DE MI VIDA ahora sale, la próxima semana, en polaco, en un sello llamado M@condo. la traduccion es de Marcin Sarna y mi editor es Tomasz Pindel.

Beltran Soler ahora habla polaco. bien

Thursday, October 09, 2008

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?


come, on...
quien puta es?????

who cares? en rigor
el nobel ya no tiene nada de noble
qué rato y los tipos decentes, legibles, son la regla a la excepción...

Dios, si hasta Saramago tiene uno.

otro autor muerto que no me interesa leer.

y si soy inculto, desinformado, no-al-día, puta, qué pena---
además, es cierto
quizás debería ir más a las librerías de Barcelona
a comprar libros x 32 euros

¿Francia, en el siglo 21, ganando un nobel de literatura?
give me a fucking break
el tipo ha escrito muchos libros...
¿y?

no lo conocía ni de nombre, no me interesa leerlo ahora que es un nobel, y
maldición a quién lea sus páginas, como diría Puig.

Roth y Vargas Llosa y tantos otros pueden estar orgullosos
que mr. nobody-cares haya "ganado"

La Academia, q se despachó la literatura norteamericana de una la semana pasada
(lo que, claro, valida tanto el premio como si Bush empezara un premio a la paz) dice
que Mr X es un autor "of new departures, poetic adventure and sensual ecstasy, explorer of a humanity beyond and below the reigning civilization."

Uf...

nouveau roman plus Gallimard
Dios nos libre!

Premio Nobel: RIP

Friday, October 03, 2008

Reznor -adicto pero contento y en SCL



I still recall the taste of your tears.
Echoing your voice just like the ringing in my ears.
My favorite dreams of you still wash ashore.
Scraping through my head 'till I don't want to sleep anymore.

[Chorus:]
You make this all go away.
You make this all go away.
I'm down to just one thing.
And I'm starting to scare myself.
You make this all go away.
You make this all go away.
I just want something.
I just want something I can never have

You always were the one to show me how
Back then I couldn't do the things that I can do now.
This thing is slowly taking me apart.
Grey would be the color if I had a heart.

Come on tell me

[Chorus]

In this place it seems like such a shame.
Though it all looks different now,
I know it's still the same
Everywhere I look you're all I see.
Just a fading fucking reminder of who I used to be.

Come on tell me

[Chorus]

I just want something I can never have



y un extracto de la entrevista q Reznor le dio a John Pareles
del NYTimes en junio pasado:

At the moment Mr. Reznor isn’t living there. The place has become a full-scale construction site after a kitchen renovation somehow spread to the entire house. But one room remains neat and dust-free. It’s the studio where Mr. Reznor, recording as Nine Inch Nails, made the two albums he has delivered this year: the instrumental package “Ghosts I-IV” and the latest set of Nine Inch Nails songs, “The Slip,” which was released as a free download from nin.com on May 5.

“This one’s on me,” Mr. Reznor announces on that Web page. The album was downloaded more than a million times before the end of May, according to him. A retail CD version of “The Slip” is due shortly before Nine Inch Nails starts its tour on July 25 in Vancouver.

“Aside from any kind of monetization of it, I’m glad to know that a million people have it on their iPods,” Mr. Reznor said. “If you paid for it, great, but I want everyone to hear it, you know? I want to blow people’s minds.”

Now that Mr. Reznor has finished his contract with Interscope Records, he is following his impulses on when to release music. “I don’t have to ask permission,” he said. The situation suits his business sense and his temperament. In “Head Like a Hole,” the climax of countless Nine Inch Nails concerts, he sings, “I’d rather die than give you control.”

Mr. Reznor, 43, is an unlikely combination of recluse, showman, tortured Romantic, workaholic and tech geek — which may just be an effective personality for a musician in the digital age. His songs have become perennial adolescent anthems because they blurt out frustration, fury and self-loathing in a dramatic balance of pop melodies and ominous, lacerating noise. And in conversation, he doesn’t hide negative thoughts. “Fear has governed my life, if I think about it,” he said. “I don’t even know why I’m saying this in an interview situation, but I always feel like I’m not good enough for some reason. I wish that wasn’t the case, but left to my own devices, that voice starts speaking up.”

y sigue...


Nine Inch Nails has been on the arena circuit since the mid-1990s. As Mr. Reznor’s audience grew, so did his ambitions and his self-destructive side: alcoholism and heroin addiction. He went through rehab in 1997, but he backslid as he labored over “The Fragile” for two years. “ ‘The Fragile’ ended me,” he said.

After the tour for “The Fragile,” Mr. Reznor went silent for half a decade. He has been sober, he said, since 2001, but he did not release another album until “With Teeth” in 2005. He had feared that without his addictions he’d no longer be creative; he had also feared obsolescence. “I know how old I am,” he said. “I’m not trying to fool anybody.”

“These days I work too much, I think, because it makes me feel good,” Mr. Reznor said. “I don’t know how to do that in a relationship. I don’t have a family. I’d like to have one. I just haven’t somehow gotten around to it yet. But I know that if I work, it’s likely I’ll come up with something I’m proud of and that gives me a sense of worth. Not for money or fame — it’s, I feel good about it. So like any good addict, if I find something that feels good, if that feels good, maybe doing twice as much feels twice as, you know. ...”