Notes and Ramblings
September 12, 2008
(As the title suggests, this is just a disparate collection of thoughts)
I have a new crush.
If there’s anything to be somewhat hopeful in film, these folks have it in their possession.
They leave me inspired.
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I just finished up Murakami’s collection of shorts Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman. I need to rush through Kafka on the Shore, and if I have more time (which most of us never have) plow through South of the Border, West of the Sun. I have to finish, consider I’m seeing him speak at Berkeley.
After going through this collection, I recalled how I had a short film that dealt with loss, and used a talking goldfish, a metaphysical garbage can, and projections of other “animals” which were manifestations of urban structures and freeway webs….
I also recalled another short film that dealt with a grandfather who had lost his fighting cock and wound up in the basement, and dregs of a large public library. Pursued by a hapless grandson, the fighting cock inevitably gets away, and the grandfather inevitably forgives the grandson his ineptitude….
I wonder why I ever departed that wavelength. It’s time I go back forward.
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I don’t know why, but I like poppyseed bagels.
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[Updated: 12:15 PM]
I’m bumping music at my work…
and it’s pretty audible.
I’ve been using iMeem. Been listening to Bambu for the last hour… I peeped his blog, and ran into this gift…
http://www.myspace.com/esperanzaspalding
She’s coming to town October 14 and 15 at Yoshi’s. I don’t know bout y’all, but I’m going both days.
Yesterday, I also peeped a trailer of this film:
From myparol.com:
Harana and Kundiman
Men in the Spanish period courted their women by singing underneath her window at night. This tradition is called the harana and still practiced in many parts of the country. The guitar or the ukulele are the most common instrument, and the specific type of music is called the kundiman, which usually begins with a minor key and then shifts to a major key in the second half; its lyrics are characterized by heavy poetic emotion that depicts the singer’s pleadings and offer to sacrifice everything on behalf of his beloved. Kundiman are lovesongs that define the Filipino gentleman’s romantic character.
This film is brought to you by the same folks who brought you The Gift of Barong. I’m pretty jazzed about the docu.
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I feel like eating a pork bun…


