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towering artists today, those who forget before they were famous and become arrogant people with look "condescendingly" not worth it, but, well, congratulations already been taken into account by the great author of Jewish descent Jalisco, Tranquilino Asencio, who wrote the song "Calle Altamirano" , same arrangements was a brother of guitarist Chamin Correa.

"The song is concerned, the composer said," the loss of human values, who have artists when around their social environment, are no longer simple. Then in that confusion they suffer in his head, leads to from becoming intolerant people ordinary people, artists called chivalry. Only interested hobnob with famous people. "

Why the interest from you in that aspect, which seems not so important?

- In my opinion if is important because it is a portrait of what really is a person. When is simple, has many human values. When it is not, begin to fall from a cloud of smoke, which they themselves have created. I wrote this topic because I had experiences very strong people, say no names, of persons who are now famous and be that before were totally different. Needless to say I think it is a bad example for young people dedicated to acting, art, singing in short, artists of all branches.

- Why titled his song "Calle Altamirano?

- "Because it's the street where the National Association of Actors and circulate it all artists famous and not famous. There are many of them suddenly, when they are very nice people, suddenly not even say hello. We discriminate, even though you are in the same environment, one that overwhelms fame. Not bad to enjoy his fame but many are very high, a different class for people and their peers. There are admirable

Tranquilino Asencio, originally from Guadalajara. Is a descendant of Jews and their religion does not prevent love Mexico and its traditions, its culture and especially the música del mariachi, pues es un buen intérprete. Ha sido capaz de grabar dos discos en su carrera consiguiendo el éxito con su tema “Jalisco” que ha cruzado ya la frontera. Pero una de las sorpresas que es este artista es que su parecido físico con Luis Aguilar es extraordinario, aunque no ha explotado esa parte. Y durante años ha ido por las calles de esta ciudad manejando   su motocicleta que tiene un equipo de sonido adaptado, esto, “Para poder vender mis discos y me ha dado resultado. Es una forma de promover mis canciones. También voy a la radio, a los diarios, la televisión me ha entrevistado. No me quejo. Mi lucha por presentar mis canciones al público, ha sido muy positiva”.

Moreover revealed that they have interviewed for major broadcasters, including Univision, TV Azteca, Televisa and Telemundo, which is the most recent offer for a report of its unique artistic life, he said, "may be a model for those who do not have the financial means to reach music lovers. I sell enough records and my songs sound on the radio in some provinces. That is my greatest satisfaction. "

Tranquilino, plays guitar in the Actors Café in front of the ANDA and thus enjoys the evening with their creations in the company of other writers and singers, friends who admire him for his integrity and talent. Is character of daily life in times of crisis is an example of one who succeeds in spite of everything. While the camera of the famous photographer and former clown "Giggles" gets it, and says goodbye to the "dime" so nice dedicated to artists more sangrona of Mexico and other nationalities.

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The Black on White: Three Tales

Anagram. Barcelona. 2003. 115 pp. € 6

was Streckfus Persons until adopted the surname of his stepfather Cuban: Capote. Started early in the literature for its atypical solitary childhood in Alabama, in rural and southern America, moved from a very Young in New York, where he published in various journals. Convinced he can revitalize the literature from the perspective of the news story, given to the press in 1966 his work cold blood, after an investigation of several years on the murder of the Clutter family. The result is a new genre criticism greet with the nickname non-fiction-novel . Outrageous and controversial, eventually gaining the enmity of many of the celebrities who for years at the height of his literary and social success, had tried, when aired in Prayers served more scurrilous intimacies of some of them. am an alcoholic. I am a drug addict. I'm gay. am a genius, seems to have said of himself. Died of an overdose in 1984.

The three stories that make up the book, against the backdrop of Christmas and Thanksgiving Day, are a foray into the author's childhood memories. The recreation of his experiences in an atmosphere populated by adults, where is the complicity of a relative eccentric spinster - Miss Sook - with whom they feel emotionally very close during their stay on the farm in Alabama.

Congratulations accompany our twilight back down the red clay road leading to the village, but my friend is shown elusive and vague when people praise the treasure that we have in the buggy: what tree is beautiful, where did did you get?
- From far away - she murmurs with imprecision.
A Once a car stops, and the lazy rich woman owner of the factory looks and whines:
- I give you twenty-five cents for that tree.
In general, my friend is afraid to say no but this time, promptly rejected the offer to head
- Not for a dollar.
businessman's wife insists.
- A dollar? And a horn. Fifty cents. It's my final offer. But women can go for another.
In response, my friend gently reflects:
- I doubt it. No two of anything.

I bought the book on Christmas morning Malaga, accompanied by Adolfo, when he had decided to postpone until the beginning of the year the readings so I occupied. It was a hit, because his reading gave me some quiet moments of nostalgia in this strange Christmas.

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I conquered gives life

.- Bertrand Library in December 2010

Bertrand

The library, founded in 1732, remained in the Rua Direito de Loreto until the 1755 earthquake wiped out, revived 18 years later, like the phoenix, at its current location Rua Garrett neighborhood of Chiado Lisbon . From then until now, not only has become a benchmark in the literary scene in Lisbon, but, for the sake of zealous proselytizing of books has increased in a number of franchises throughout Portuguese and English.

I could not enjoy its facade, hidden behind a masonry scaffolding, but it took me through its corridors and halls, and even gave up my bones armchair walkers in a secluded while decoding the lilting lyrics of Pessoa. I finally bought a book of the aforementioned, it is heroic Letter to Stupid um (Translation of the title is obvious), but could have purchased any other work of the authors of the 70 Geração (XIX, of course), which became the Livraria the epicenter of fin de siecle literary circles: Oliveira Martins Antero de Quental, Eça de Queiroz, Ramalho Ortigao and do not know if any other of those who self-identified - gave no time for anything else - I defeated gives life. So I left there with the feeling that, in addition to the printed words were declaimed many, many purposes, mostly abortive, which shone so illustrious list of writers the props of the noble wood of the walls.

first of the six rooms of the library

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The

In just 30 minutes, the tram body of the Companhia Carris de Ferro Lisbon I moved from the Praça da Figueira in The Baixa , to the district of Belém , which stands on the site of the chapel was Restelo , the Jeronimos Monastery.

The project, intended to commemorate the success of the expedition led by Basque de Gama to India, was really the funeral of Manuel I craving to ensure posterity, if not glory, in a magnificent mausoleum paid with a slice of the taxes raised from the eastern spice trade . Initially assigned to the master of French origin Boytac Diogo, was, from 1516, under the direction of Spaniard Juan del Castillo, who designed most of the building we now know, combining imperial iconography particular Manueline late-Gothic trend, platerescos decorative motifs and architectural renaissance. Miscellaneous syncretic very gimmicky, and very consistent, of course, with messianic pretensions sovereign who is called to be believed, by divine appointment, the unifier of the Western Christian world with the mythical kingdom eastern Prester John . There is nothing the Manolillo. Not even our Philip II, with more arguments than Luso, showed that more than megalomania ... also sit, noblesse oblige, in another monastery, Renaissance and Herrera in this case expressly commanded building as a royal pantheon. And is that while the subjects equals death, Hispanic or all-Lusitanian-peninsular, in the anonymity of a cemetery, also distinguishes the heroes, Habsburg or Avis, with the magnificence of his catafalque. Rest in peace, in any case, the ones and others.

Monastery

Southern Home

But what was. I got off the tram on a gray and windy afternoon that threatens to flushing the stones with a downpour Atlantic, and I stand in front of the southern doorway. The first impression is that I am contemplating a giant gold work that, despite the motley of its frills, not lost in a rococo mannerisms of bias - I hate - but, rather, is stylized in the front of their statues and pinnacles, and the key slots on the flaming of ogee arch, topped by a statue of Our Lady of Belém after opening a window. Just below, in the tympanum of the arch is the coat of Portugal and several scenes from the life of St. Jerome. On both sides of the cover, trellises spans two slender glass house the significant from the ship.

cloister ribbed vault

Walking the west facade , find the line of tourists who enter the monastery via a short staircase. Satisfied the inevitable amount of the check (7 euros), down a hallway inside me that from the back of the room, leading directly to the cloister. Homer and two floors, opens onto a sunny patio - a low circular fountain in the center and a polygonal grass beds - which gives all the attention to the tone even carved stone oil, although the arches acquires a amber hue. The cloister is lavishly decorated with Manueline (armillary spheres topped with M, first letter of the monarch, or crosses of Christ Ordem , the Portuguese Crown Militia Dei Or knots sailors or plant a number of reasons.)

I walk the cloister opposite to the clockwise and I discover the Chapter House, which houses an exhibition on the life and work of Alexandre Herculano, and in a niche, as a defiant anachronism, the monolith that marks the Instead, they say, where lie since 1985 the remains of Fernando Pessoa and heteronymous.

Senate

And so I come to the refectory , a large rectangular room covered with a ribbed vault in its walls decorated with a frieze of carved stone, resembling a double rope, under which it has a perimeter side polychrome tiles of the eighteenth century, representing scenes from the Old and New Testaments .

Refectory

end of the visit of the lower floor, accessed by a stairway that opens austere in the south gallery of the cloister and leads to the upper floor and connected to the choir loft - the place where prayer was held Community stalls splendid -. Since its stone balustrade, which is located a large crucified, we have an excellent view of the nave and the dome of the church polilobulated Belém.

Stairway to galleries upper and the chorus

Choir Stalls

And here I take leave without more, because the images are sufficiently illustrative of the grandeur of the work ; only, perhaps, recall the dictum master Claude Levi-Strauss that prevents us from the banality and the transience of things: the only value that justifies the existence is the beauty of the show, but when have dissipated the last fireworks, will not stand nothing. Kisses from Lisbon.