2008/12/31
New Year
Yeaaaaah Yeaaah.
Love from Holland.
Things that make sense, or at least just might one of these days:
"Make Love. Not Explosions."
DIARRHEA WATER
Wavy Ondulations
Redundant year that 2008 had ended up being; we are celebrating in the Capital of The Netherlands, aka Flanders (some, who enjoy Dennis Hopper's early successes, might refer to it a good idea of the American Dream in some decidedly foreign manner). It seems like a good time to mention that some amazing things happen in Spain:
This Magazine gets published often (and on holidays comes with a free gift, sometimes, when supplies last!)
Kurt Russell, who I always use to confuse with Patrick Swayze, mainly because I never accepted Dirty Dancing as a legitimate film, is still ok; as far as I can tell, I don't read entertainment news enough to really be on the up and up with these things. I guess what I'm saying is, I really hope Kurt Russel, Patrick Swayze, the ensemble cast of Ghost, Roadhouse, Escape From New York, Escape From LA (if only for the oh so probable full floor length buzzer beater to escape getting shot)
I warned you about redundancy. Happy New Year!
Bienvenidos 2009 (Will Smith has damaged the legacy of Stevie Wonder's "I Wish", The Spanish Language, Gloria Estefan's once exciting legacy as some kind of dance diva crossover latina (Christina Aguilera was standing on the shoulders of giants when she recorded a Spanish language album and won some Latino Grammies) and I am as guilty as anyone of being complicit in this consequence)
Implicit Omnipotence-based Resolution(s) (You gotta make 'em to break 'em):
-World Peace
-Detroit making a comeback as a city (The Music is consistent as ever)
-Allen Iverson fading gracefully in The Elephant Graveyard of the San Antonio Spurs
-Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer getting his due by having yours truly try to translate his shit, under some pseudonym. (Pues, nada; mucha gente leen mejor que hablan; aficionados de Baudelaire, por lo general, les parezcen como puedan escribir y leer en idiomas extranjeras para entender el signífico más profundo.)
-Electric Guitar noise
This Magazine gets published often (and on holidays comes with a free gift, sometimes, when supplies last!)
Kurt Russell, who I always use to confuse with Patrick Swayze, mainly because I never accepted Dirty Dancing as a legitimate film, is still ok; as far as I can tell, I don't read entertainment news enough to really be on the up and up with these things. I guess what I'm saying is, I really hope Kurt Russel, Patrick Swayze, the ensemble cast of Ghost, Roadhouse, Escape From New York, Escape From LA (if only for the oh so probable full floor length buzzer beater to escape getting shot)
I warned you about redundancy. Happy New Year!
Bienvenidos 2009 (Will Smith has damaged the legacy of Stevie Wonder's "I Wish", The Spanish Language, Gloria Estefan's once exciting legacy as some kind of dance diva crossover latina (Christina Aguilera was standing on the shoulders of giants when she recorded a Spanish language album and won some Latino Grammies) and I am as guilty as anyone of being complicit in this consequence)
Implicit Omnipotence-based Resolution(s) (You gotta make 'em to break 'em):
-World Peace
-Detroit making a comeback as a city (The Music is consistent as ever)
-Allen Iverson fading gracefully in The Elephant Graveyard of the San Antonio Spurs
-Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer getting his due by having yours truly try to translate his shit, under some pseudonym. (Pues, nada; mucha gente leen mejor que hablan; aficionados de Baudelaire, por lo general, les parezcen como puedan escribir y leer en idiomas extranjeras para entender el signífico más profundo.)
-Electric Guitar noise
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