Monday, September 27, 2010

Cheap Dog Teeth Cleaning Near Sacramento, Ca

a tribute to the master of Mexican murals: Daniel Manrique



Hands in Solidarity, Hands of Freedom

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Is It A Sin To Use Dildos

Rokia Traoré: the new queen of Mali





Rokia has always felt within himself a "sound", a music all its own that must find expression.

daughter of diplomats traveled to Europe, Middle East, the United States. And any music played merged, amalgamated with the powerful African roots.

Conscious almost from the outset not want to be a folk singer, has taken into his musical soul Malay tradition, giving it a custom shape and I would say "universal".

Rokia actually is part of that generation of artists strongly characterized, but universal, capable of delivering the sound of a single voice music across geographic boundaries and to show - how about a silver tray - Reflections of a thousand melodies away from our ears westernized.

Yes, because we brought to hand in this journey into African music from a ferry exception - for talent and skill - which shows us the long continuum that exists between the archaic rhythm and blues, jazz.

His version of "The Man I Love" is an example of this syncretism that part as we know, the cornerstone of jazz, to turn gently towards the African trills.

During the journey, a constant companion for Rokia: his Gretsch guitar that blends with the traditional tools n'goni and balafon.

Elegant and petite, but do not let deceive his artistic image is strong and oozes culture.

Even the writing of texts (also focused on issues of migration and the status of women) and the fine art that accompanies the covers of his records.


to buy his albums (at a nominal price):


Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Earphone Cable Red White




The clock is ticking faster than the ability to express
with veiled irony plays the part of the Just
Matter relentless burning before the eyes of pride
paralyzes the uvula
Drain the meaning of words

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Large Enclosed Trampoline

The American Hands: films with George Clooney and Violante Placido





strangely this is the leitmotif of "The American", the film director Anton Corbjn, with George Clooney and Violante Placido.


Jack, the protagonist, a professional killer and weapons expert killed during an ambush in Sweden, a girl who was attending, not only to reveal its true identity.


This murder "free" will remain as a burden on the conscience of Jack, who is entering a phase of his life when he begins to falter, "a compromise that is oiled machine of the criminal actions in which it is involved because one is tired of life itself.


the strange, it must be said, sometimes takes the viewer (at least it happened to me so much) from a thriller would expect something different: more action,


more rhythm instead there is a lot more movement in the inner character, although it must be caught through breaks, the silences and walks.


A merit: the having represented geographically Abruzzo, with its wide valleys and desolate at times with a picture appreciably.


It 's the rest of the representation of Italy that leaves something' to be desired: old men in bars, old men in the streets, bartenders watching a film by Sergio Leone, a brothel in a small town in the province, religious processions .


An Italy old, sometimes ancient, with its medieval villages, but static, stop on its own is the background in which the protagonist takes maybe a change in the outer place always equal to itself itself.


George Clooney manages to be a man icy, cold, a killing machine, but something is missing especially in the representation of inner torment.


Violante Placido, who plays a prostitute, has a moment of understanding with actor Clooney: he's sitting at the bar, she goes with her friend at the window, he sees it, enters and begins a dialogue between the two that takes place mostly through their eyes: a scene where the two heroes most intimate emotion flowing.


Rating: 6

Monday, September 13, 2010

How Tomake A Sausage Stuffer

Natacha Atlas's voice traveling


I quote from the biography of his MySpace page: "Musically and geographically, Natacha Atlas has always been un'itinerante.

But believe me this is only partially comprehensive definition of the huge research work of exceptional talent and music that makes listening to a CD of this artist from having to experience.

The "triumph of multiculturalism" in his case is pure content: feel inside its sensual and hypnotic voice, having the ground inside the British culture and the Egyptian parental origin.

But then, everything is a wandering: listening to a cd as "Mounqaliba" I found myself in the East, and then thrown into a small jazz club in New York, then romantic walks under the great iron that is the Tour Eiffel.

Born in Belgium, Natacha grew up in a suburb of mainly Moroccan in Brussels, and soon learned to juggle in English, French, Arabic and English.

His life was a continuous movement and a cross-over places that have been successful, collaborations (see also Frank Sinatra in "wrought iron", to name just one), and awards as Best Singer at the Victoire de la Musique Awards (the French Grammy). Do not underestimate

then, the plant also present in his conceptual work: always "Mounqaliba, Arabic melodies, inspired by traditional Egyptian classics are interspersed with interludes and voices of intellectuals explaining how" men are molded by culture "(men are shaped by culture).

But that's what makes listening memorable: the idea of \u200b\u200ba new culture, mixed and precious, ancient and modern, that we lose nothing, but gains a known flavor.
Only by relearning.


Sunday, September 12, 2010

Period Late Watery Cervical Mucus

Tuba Sahaab: a little lady of the words












In a world of furious cracks, one can see glimmers of bright rararmente beauty signifying a sculpture, a painting that invades the heart, a powerful poem.


Fruits of elevated human culture, when we meet them have the power to slap
restaurateur or caress that we have been waiting a long time, without having the courage to ask.

Tuba Sahaab is a young woman: 11 years. A girl?
No, a young woman: if the container should enhance the content, this is a possible definition.

Ed is a poet: his extent that reached the four corners of the planet,
depart from the outskirts of Islamabad in Pakistan and in a straight line, they come to me, to you, to anyone who wants to wake up.

Small tears
their faces similar to those of the angels
washed with blood.
They sleep forever with anger

ambassador of culture in all respects: the little lady of words, with his talent
itself, is a symbol against the non-repressive culture and darkening of the Taliban,
which prevent girls from receiving an education and women to work.

Like very Tuba: imagine writing a bridge of words, invisible and still as marble, to switch sides and join the hand of the first that he wanted - blind! - Throw a stone
Sakineh.

Friday, September 3, 2010

How Does Herpes Look Li




Come, shapeless shadow of the evening, to sweep away dirt crystals
Constellations geographical thought of a wrinkled face

If you spend
raise sand mills
Tempestose whips bold
senile plagues on time

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Some Imformation About Rainbow

Wind "Say 70": the art of Cisky

















"Please, make a deep breath and say 70 !!!!" And 'this is the new formula for the elixir of youth: a dip in a bit back in time, the seventies, with strong shades of colors, contrasts and new myths exploding of expressive power as soon as they evoke.
This is the art of Francis "Cisky" Gabriel.
Enjoy!