I don’t know if you noticed, out there, but there’ a lot of talk about football (that’s soccer to some of you) in the media and on the streets, these days.
And while I’m not interested, really, I thought about this very old song and video, which seem to be fitting*.
She’s Joan Armatrading, the song is Drop the Pilot.
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* And I think my friend Claire, with her passion for silent movies, might appreciate it (I’m pretty sure she does not know it)
It’s roughly three in the afternoon.
With 45 °C and a jungle-like humidity, one would expect the countryside to be silent.
But the guy with the drums is once again practicing broken rhythms.
Very broken.
This feels like something out of an Edgar Rice Burroughs story.
The natives are restless.
I’m sitting at my computer, rewriting the final part of a book I should have delivered this morning – I ditched the final 60 pages, I’ll have to rewrite rewrite rewrite.
I wish I was in some big city.
Paris, London, Berlin.
Even Turin, why not?
Under the rain.
Listening to Bach.
Not that anyone out there is really interested, right?
Oh, heck… missing Bach and the rain, I might just settle for Roger Hodgson…
Art by Rafael DeSoto
A friend passed along this photograph, that I find highly suggesting.
Time to get back in the kitchen – it would be a nice menu for a themed diner party with some friends.
While they appear weird and exotic, most of the courses are pretty straightforward – and any good coockbook or online recipe server should give ample information on how to replicate the dishes.
For instance, here’s a good one for Crawfish Korma.
And here’s a basic recipe for Wanton Soup.
Enjoy!
Some things do not translate.
The Italian expression “volersi bene” for instance.
Normally it is considered as a milder equivalent of “loving” – if I say that Jack and Jill “si vogliono bene” I’m implying they are in love with each other, but in a somewhat quiet, not very passionate way.
But that’s wrong.
First, because it can be misleading.
A literal meaning is closer to “they wish well to each other”, or even more precisely “they desire each other’s good”.
It’s something soft, maybe even a little cuddly, but sometimes it’s love, sometimes it’s something else.
But it gets trickier than that. Continue reading
I’ve been spending some time reading, and enjoying quite a bit, the Phryne Fisher mysteries, by Australian author Kerry Greenwood, and I’m keeping both the novels and the TV series based on the novels handy as a defense against the ubiquitous Soccer World Cup in the next few days.
And I was reflecting on the way the characters in the series are delightfully portrayed, and how they are allowed to grow and develop in the series.
The chemistry between the characters and the actors portraying them – Essie Davies and Nathan Page, certainly, but all the cast of the show, really – is something I’ve been observing closely, what with my habit of writing stories about couples and all that. Continue reading
Today, a short steampunk-ish film.
Very very good.
Enjoy!
Karavansara 