Thursday, January 21, 2010

Marisa Tomei Measurements

Recommendations for 2010

With
a little late (Lhasa deserved the article) I leave here, in the tradition, twelve recommended books for 2010 from among those I read in 2009. Some have a short note and others have put the link to the article I wrote at the time. I hope you enjoy reading and all the good you bring this 2010, hopefully in abundance.


- The forest of foxes , Arto Paasilinna (Anagram). Hilarious story about friendship. A story as tender as acidic. A thief hiding in the far reaches of Finland with a few gold bars.

- Life is not a sacramental by Alejandro Cuevas (Target). Bright and nostalgic portrait of those born in the seventies and adolescence in a long leaden provincial town. If there is a novel that reflects this generational indolence dilettante, is this. Received special mention in Nadal, 1999.

- Forgetting that we , Hector Abad Faciolince (Seix-Barral). Http://cuadernodetrieste.blogspot.com/2009/05/peleando-contra-el-olvido.html

- Heart of Ulysses by Javier Reverte (Plaza-Janes)
http://cuadernodetrieste. blogspot.com/2009/04/quien-conmigo-va.html

- The benevolent of Jonhatan Littell (RBA books)

- Violins of Saint Jacques , Patrick Leigh-Fermor (Tusquets) A young man arrives to an island of the Antilles work as a governess. The English writer Patrick Leigh-Fermor solve climate story and intense amazed with the elegance of the great short novels.

- White's father, Bethlehem Gopegui (Anagram). Bethlehem Gopegui reflects this brilliant novel about politics, relationships and the parents and children. Always smart, subtle and not indoctrinate. Although you always run the risk of exaggerating when they say these things, is one of the best English novels of the decade.

- The Notebook of Agota Kristof (Seix-Barral). When you do not know if what you just read is cruel and tender, is before a masterpiece. In this case it is the remarkable story of two brothers who survived in tandem in the harsh post-war Europe sarcastically told with an elegance rare.

- New York Stories , Enric González (RBA Libros). A reporter arrives in New York and put the reader in the suitcase. It is the perfect way to explore the city, is seeing how much you eat and eating. The lighthearted tone of Enric González makes the book will be most enjoyable. You can almost smell the undercooked meat oozing fat in Brooklyn and the narrator share the hangover after the excesses in the bars.

- Fabulous stories with stories of Antonio Orejudo (Tusquets and Language of Cloth) What if the Generation of 27 would not have been anything but a company organized to create more intellectual pretensions, a martyr and a Nobel? The unconventional and satirical view of history has been reeeditada Antonio Orejudo ten years after publication. It's almost a classic.

- Dating criminal, Joaquin Llorens (Baile del Sol). From the hand of Beatrice, a researcher licentious, and their peculiar patron, we clarify various crimes. Dan wanted to continue his novels and just want that one would investigate fully the good of Beatrice. But among you it is not worth missing between pages, and dates of all type found in this hilarious novel.

- Nazi Literature in America , by Roberto Bolaño (Seix-Barral). This is a false guide writers, but very plausible that at some point they were attracted by the Third Reich. The typical humor Bolaño, mixing sarcasm and scholarship makes the book is a lot of fun.
(It seems I have wanted to write about Edward Hopper, but I never find the way or time to do so. The self-absorbed that paints women they say almost everything. So, from time to time, get over here either his paintings as he decorates his home. This is New York movie. )

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

How To Make A Wooden Chair

Lhasa and I


It is well known for any nostalgic sometimes you feel close to people who will not ever be, which has never spoken and whose faces are not even able to specify . Are the voices coming through songs, books, movies. Are fictions, but also about us as if its authors had taken pieces of our lives when we got down to work. I guess it's because all possible lives are more alike than you think. Lhasa de Sela

appeared to me (I can not think of a better way to say) seven years ago in a bar in La Latina in Madrid, a bar that would not be able to find. I took rods with two friends and was one of those times where one is more sensitive than normal, as if skin was always closer to the eye or ear. If we add to the loneliness a little bit of sleaze that is always one in a big city, some disappointments and took my back a good therapy of Tom Waits, Leonard Cohen and Billie Holiday, I guess it's no wonder that I fall in love with Lhasa the first time.

The waitress I had to repeat three times the name of that voice from somewhere tore across the speakers. What I said in a napkin and put it in the bottom of the pocket. Convinced my friends to take another rod at the same bar as long as that still listen to music that was unable to put any labels. Like

casual friendships, Lhasa stayed in my life, but my friends that night she disappeared beer. I wrote a few hours under the dictates of his melody so tormented as beautiful. Josele say Santiago sings with the stomach, the truth, I could not define what he sang Lhasa. I stole even the title of a song for a story: Facing wall.

As often happens with interesting people, it was not easy to keep track of Lhasa. His own biography was a mixture root difficult to disentangle. Lhasa disguised himself at times of Chavela in Quebec, of Edith Piaf in Mexico or Wim Mertens in the desert or Ry Cooder in Marseille. Jumped from Castilian to English or French with the same natural way that your voice is brittle accommodated sing anything, any violin, trumpet or guitar.

That night I stumbled home and listening again to Tom Waits. But it bore the name of Lhasa on a napkin and was, although he could not know, a little less alone.

snowed in Montreal said that for forty hours after Lhasa away.




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