Through da hood

I just can't get enough

2010-06-13T10:32:00.000-07:00

Lipstick Killer y'all!

Bad Romance

2010-06-13T10:07:00.000-07:00

Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

I want your love
I want your disease
I want you open mouthed and on your knees
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want you leather chocked cuffed to my hand
And I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

I want your horror
I want your design
They can bare
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

I want your psycho
Your vertical kiss
Want you in my bed
I'll make you sick
I want your love
Love-love-love

I want your loving
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your loving
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends
J'veux ton amour
Et je veux ta revanche
J'veux ton amour
I don't wanna be friends

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Mi país está destinado a ahogarse en su propia sangre

2010-06-04T08:03:00.000-07:00

Sign.Deer.Car.Fire.Hand.Rainbow

2010-06-02T09:30:00.001-07:00

Photos by Cody Chandler.

2010-06-01T09:10:00.000-07:00

¡El amor es tan falso como una mentira!

You are wonderful

2010-05-27T08:26:00.000-07:00

Audition by Takashi Miike, 1999.

God whispers in my dreams

2010-05-25T08:25:00.000-07:00

...while the Devil nibbles on my ear.

Shoot the Moon

2010-05-25T07:58:00.000-07:00

Wonderful polaroids by Mikael Kennedy, from the Shoot the Moon serie.

Night has fallen, mute and cold

2010-05-21T18:33:00.000-07:00

...my horse is crying

A dream I had of you II

2010-05-19T19:41:00.000-07:00

Seven o'clock in the evening.
I desperately look around but I can't see you.
I suddenly hear an engine roar.
I turn my head and I see you sitting by the window on the bus.
The bus starts running and I run after it to get you.
You don't even look at me as I faintly rush to get you...

I am always chasing you, but you never seem to be wanted to get caught.
It's time to let you go.

I predict a riot

2010-05-18T07:39:00.001-07:00

I feel like breaking some shit today!

Photographs by Ross McDonnell. From the Joyrider series, this is a depiction of the transition between antisocial behavior to criminality.

Taste blue

2010-05-17T11:40:00.000-07:00

My favorite color is blue.

The Musings of a Solitary Walker

2010-05-13T19:18:00.000-07:00

I had no idea how to start up this post.

I've been in the blue lately. Haven't been in the mood to write or else...

I just see my life going everywhere and anywhere at the same time.

Last Wednesday I hit up the City to hand in some résumés. I want to change job or at least I'd like to do something different from what I usually do at my beloved Instituto.

No cellphone these past 4 weeks and no way to text my friends or get phonecalls.

In some way this has been a kind of relief, a kind of freeing from Mother-n Technology.

I sent my friend Johan an email just to know if he could join me on my trip through da City.

After walking for twenty minutes, I made it right up to Televisa's core.

I'm kind of excited about the fact of potentially working in the City in something different and most important, something I'd love to do for life.

As I went promenade along the green Reforma Avenue I started thinking about my past, my present and my fate. I wanted to cry and laugh at my misfortune - if you let me call it like that.

Wise Shakespeare once said 'All the world's a stage...'

Well, I think my thoughts might make for a very good soliloquio.

I sometimes think I'm going crazy. I'm so full of shit inside - metaphorically speaking - and from a couple of years until know I haven't been unable to vent it. I think I should start drinking or taking meths or so.

On my way to the center, I ran into very quirky scenarios: a girl riding a green bike, a baby wearing bunny-like rompers, the scent of freshly cut melon, pretty girls wearing flip flops...

I love quirky stuff and believe me, I really dig filling my eyes up with them. It kinda feeds my messy mind.

I made it to Bellas Artes and my favorite art icon, Magritte was waiting for me. Just for me...

One of the most - or should I say the few? - exhibitions I have attended. Can't describe the feeling of being right in front of my beloved paintings: Le Viol, Le couer du monde and Le Grand Style.

Delight and orgasmic.

I even had the chance to tell people about a dream I had, all written on a huge board inside a room.

That's what clung me to Magritte, the way he relies on dreams.

Last night I dreamed of a tarantula when I was walking down wooden stairs.

The night before yesterday, I dreamed of a skinned-liked rats trio and a golden rooster.

I'm still trying to figure out what this might stand for. I love dreaming. I'd love to dream forever...

After the trippy exhibition I met good ol' Johan and grabbed a bite.

Good ol' Johan's a cool friend, one of the 'most beautiful people' I know.

In some way he embodies everything I've longed to have and to be: he's got a muscled body, he's got the perfect teeth and suntan skin, he's handsome, he's got a fucking cool car, well... He's everything I'm not and everything I do not possess.

Cannot help thinking about one of my favorite people on earth, Alfred Hitchcock and his weird director-actor working relationship with Cary Grant. Grant was everything Hitchcock wished he were. The same thing happens with me and good ol' Joh.

Johan wishes he was smarter, disciplined and responsible as I am or I strive to be.

Moral? No man is content with his lot...

Uneasiness intoxicates me even more and I know I should do something about it before I start slipping away.

Anyway, I always enjoy having some time with myself, even when I know the more I keep on with the show, the more I want it to come to an end.

Q: Have you ever read Othello?

Who's that mysterious blonde?

2010-05-04T21:03:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite directors: Alfred Hitchcock's, Family Plot (1976)

†

2010-05-03T09:24:00.000-07:00

Mario's wardrobe

2010-05-02T19:35:00.000-07:00

About finding the girl of your dreams

2010-05-01T08:43:00.000-07:00

I feel just like a child

2010-04-30T09:02:00.000-07:00

I feel just like a child
Well I feel just like a child
I feel just like a child
I feel just like a child

From my womb to my tomb
I guess I'll always be a child

Some people try and treat me like a man
Yeah some people try and treat me like a man
I just they just don't understand
Well some people try and treat me like a man

They think I know shit
But that's just itI'm a child

Yeah I need you to tell me what to wear
I need you to help and comb my hair
Yeah I need you to come and tie my shoes
Yeah I need you to come and keep me amused

From my cave to my grave
I guess I'll always be a child

I need you to help me reach the door
And I need you to walk me to the store
And I need you to please explain the war
And I need you to heal me when I'm sore

You can tell by my smile
That I'm a child

And I need you to sit me on your lap
And I need you to make me take my nap
Could you first pull out a book and
Read me some of that
Cause I need you to make me take my nap

And I need you to recognize my friends
Cause they're there even though
You don't see them
They got their own chair, plate, and a seat
You know I won't touch my food
Unless they eat

From the roof to the floor
I crawl around some more
I'm a child

And I need you to help me blow my nose
And I need you to help me count my toes
And I need you to help me put on my clothes
And I need you to hide it when it shows

From be my daddy's sperm
To being packed in an urn
I'm a child

And when I steal you gotta
Slap me til I cry
Don't you stop til the tears run dry
See I was born thinking under the sky
I didn't belong to a couple of old wise guys

From sucking on my mama's breast
To when they lay my soul to rest
I'm a child

Well I guess I'm always be a little child...

Flowerbomb

2010-04-29T16:14:00.000-07:00

Drawings by Monica Lewandoski.

Between light and darkness

2010-04-28T17:39:00.001-07:00

Source unknown.

Nymphs and Satyr

2010-04-26T19:00:00.000-07:00

William A. Bouguereau.

These are hard times for Dreamers

2010-04-25T18:48:00.001-07:00

The Dreamers, Bernardo Bertolucci.

I've always wanted to make love to the Venus de Milo

2010-04-21T05:20:00.000-07:00

Eva Green as Isabella, in The Dreamers by Bernardo Bertolucci.

I sometimes feel so lonely here

2010-04-19T20:15:00.000-07:00

Photos by Elizabeth G. Browne.

Mi soledad...

2010-04-18T19:00:00.000-07:00

...siempre he pertenecido a ti.

What are you doing?

2010-04-15T14:00:00.000-07:00

2010-04-12T16:20:00.000-07:00

Someone is playing the violin next door!

Rawmance

2010-04-11T17:44:00.000-07:00

When you were young

2010-04-04T20:19:00.001-07:00

(Flickr)

2010-04-02T18:44:00.001-07:00

About to have a breakdown...

Lowly Boy

2010-04-01T10:09:00.000-07:00

I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
(He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity)

XXV

2010-03-30T11:13:00.000-07:00

I don't even know how to start this post.

I just know I've been under a lot over the past three months. I've started to think as an adult, not a youngster anymore and that's what woes my the most...

Ten years ago I was so ambitious, so driven for what I was doing back then.

Jeez, I still have no fucking idea where my aspiration went...

Ten years ago I was an underground teenager, who loved drawing and writing. Quite popular nevertheless, but always isolating myself, recluded in my daydreaming world.

I would dream of PG-13 adventures with horny, cracksmoking femme fatales in France, long shamisen sessions with geishas in Kyoto or exhausting volleyball games and capirinhas in Rio.

I haven't done anything of that... I haven't even gone to the States once...

This last Saturday a friend of mine told me not to worry for what I haven't done, but for what I am to do for my future, and he's fucking right.

But question is: Would I ever accomplish what I had planned ten years ago?

I never thought age would be a problem for me, but it is now.

I am scared. Scared for my future, and I know I should not worry about the future, but I certainly am...

In the morning, when I was having breakfast with my pops and bro, I realized one thing: no matter how old we get, we'll always have a place to call home, where we we'll always be children until the day we die...

Dream

2010-03-29T21:11:00.001-07:00

Dream, from one of my favorite directors, Korean Kim Ki-Duk.

A>>>>>>>>Z

2010-03-26T22:09:00.000-07:00

A - Available: At weekends
B - Best Friend: Have many fortunately...
C - Color of Your Room: Bone
D - Dad’s Name: ‘Pachul’
E - Easiest Person To Talk To: Everyone’s got issues.
F - Favorite Food: Desserts
G - Gummy Bears Or Worms: Worms
H - Hometown: Countryside
I - Instrument: Fucking electric guitar and piano
J - Job: 24/7
K - Kids: NO, thanks
L - Longest Car Ride: Cervantino 2008, fucking 9 hours on the way back
M - Milk Flavor: Chocolate of course
N - Number Of Siblings: 1
O - One Wish: To have three more
P - Phobias: Fucking scorpions
Q - Favorite Quote: ‘Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known’ by Chuck Palahniuk. We are a blank canvas, I think....
S - Song You Last Heard: Hot Chip ‘ Ready for the floor’
U - Unknown Fact About Me: I’m obsessive with time.
V - Vegetable: Broccoli
W - Worst Habits: Sucking my fingers, scratching my head, not taking showers during vacations...
X - X-Rays You’ve Had: Ribs that looked like marimbas
Y - Your Favorite Pastime: Walking, reading, daydreaming...
Z - Zodiac Sign: Da Ram!

She feels just like a child...

2010-03-26T11:57:00.000-07:00

David Prado.

Let's find a beautiful place to get lost

2010-03-21T10:00:00.000-07:00

Spring's here!

S is for Spring cleaning

2010-03-19T21:24:00.000-07:00

Spring Sun has been heating things up around here lately. People get rid of coats and stop drinking coffee and start wearing t-shirts and sip on cold beer.

After the most hectic week at work I was fucking pleased to see I pulled every single thing off.

My plan to take over my new and beloved institution is still going on the good track, regardless of the days I didn't sleep at all and last minute changes and weird twists.

I got 10 at Gastronomy, I was clapped at Pedagogy and even when I felt I was about to fail due to incompetent and disorganized bunch of minions, I managed to take the helm and lead my entire troop to land safely. I don't give a shit, I'll cut some heads though...

Kudos for Amadeus who had the chance to be the MC during the project presentation ceremony, even when it was clear some of our distinguished presiding members had no clue about what he was saying in English. he's got what he wanted: exposure.

I have to say yesterday was one of the most fulfilling days of my life: all the clapping, congratulating and cheering were quite the right food I was expecting to nourish from. I've also realized I've become a complete animal who feeds on compliments for what I do.

That's the fuel I need in order to keep on going what I do, otherwise I'd have changed business long time ago. Just gotta be careful though... One of the problems of being on top is that you can suddenly have a public deafening fall. Ask Icarus about it...

World culture has told us spring is everything about rebirth and renew. Greeness everywhere and the smell of fresh prairies fill my pituitary gland and makes me alive.

Time to take out whatever is rotting inside and leave doors and windows open, always waiting for the winds of change...

And when we thought powerful March Sun would melt everything on its way, it seems Messenger chat was colder than witches' tits last night when Redheaded Girl bumped into Lowly Boy. Viejo Sol couldn't heat up our Boy's cold shoulder. No one wants to be paid with indifference. Did you learned your lesson well?

Gringo culture tells the world Spring cleaning is everything about huge boxes piled on the streets, full of things that might he a treasure for someone else.

It's time to get rid of the burden I carry on my shoulders, all the bullshit that has gotten on my way and that somehow ties my to the past. I have to take the skeletons out from my closet and bury them deeply.

So bring the boxes y'all, spring cleaning is just around the corner.

Make sure there's plenty of space in those boxes to fill up.

To whomever it may concern

2010-03-18T22:11:00.000-07:00

My brother told me to watch this vid.
Her name's Jonna Lee, she's fucking weird and I'm in ♥ with her...

That girl is a monster

2010-03-18T19:56:00.000-07:00

Ugly chicks by Jonathan Waiter.

I'm a... Lamb of God

2010-03-16T14:48:00.000-07:00

The beginning and the end of everything

2010-03-15T11:34:00.000-07:00

"I'm in love" - I told her.
"I know..." - She replied.

Lolita

2010-03-13T09:06:00.000-08:00

"Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.

Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock.

She was Lola in slacks.

She was Dolly at school.

She was Dolores on the dotted line.

But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins.

My sin, my soul."

-Vladimir Nabokov

Can you please pull over?

2010-03-11T08:37:00.000-08:00

Beautiful paintings by Jansson Stegner.

I'll meet you in the bathtub

2010-03-07T20:37:00.000-08:00

I wish my pad looked like this...

2010-03-05T11:51:00.000-08:00

In spite of everything...

2010-03-04T08:29:00.000-08:00

In spite of everything
which breathes and moves, since Doom
(with white longest hands
neating each crease)
will smooth entirely our minds.

Ghost World

2010-02-28T17:08:00.000-08:00

I didn't go swimming today. I just stayed at home and did nothing.

Quite a relaxing weekend. I turned on the TV and voilá, Ghost World, one of my favorite flicks starred by Thora Birtch and Ms. Johannson.

The film is based on an underground comic book and the soundtrack is great.

Really dig blues...

All of your tomorrows

2010-02-27T20:11:00.000-08:00

Photos by Jeff Luker.

A season in hell

2010-02-26T21:11:00.000-08:00

I really dig Rimbaud...

Is it a boring day?

2010-02-25T13:36:00.000-08:00

Photographs by Michael Otero.

o_O ?

2010-02-25T09:30:00.000-08:00

I think I'm losing inspiration...

I used to love her but i had to kill her

2010-02-23T23:05:00.000-08:00

Thursday + Friday + Saturday + Sunday

2010-02-21T20:29:00.000-08:00

Last week was one of the toughest I've ever had in my life...
Lots of mixed up feelings and undoubtedly a rollercoaster the one I went on this last week.

Thursday

Got one of my students to tell my future and he was quite, quite right about what he told me.
Never been to fortune teller before, as I think there is no more fate that the one we make. It’s just us and the circumstances…
Anyway, as my student flipped the cards up and told me what he saw, everything fell into place… got chills up and down my spine.
I had to ask about her and the answer was what I thought it might be… or the one I wished it was… You and I are not meant to be together…
Late that night, two friends and I went to a place where a bunch of voluptuous girls take their knickers off and I have to say I really had a blast that night… Got some beer, a good laugh…
There´s something quite appealing about these places.
I imagine they are the new 21st century cult to fertility temples…
Loved Violeta…

Friday

Got up at 7 and flew to work for tutoring at 8 am. Got a sandwich at 11 and on my way home had some cookies and some ice cream. Rushed to the ATM at 1 and got some salty popcorn. Went to eat at 2h3o and had some fish, broccoli and carrots.
Couldn’t help smile when I ran into some ‘alegrias’ in the park right in front of my pad. Saw a blue balloon being carried away by the wind. 3h30 kicked to work at the Fac and got me a chocolate bar to enjoy later.
8 o’clock and after nibbling on my candy bar I got me a large hot cocoa glass.
Got home and had a big bowl of cereal. When I was ready to sleep I realized I have a quite serious eating disorder as I fill up my appetite with whatever I find on my path – metaphorically speaking…
It’s as if I was trying to fill in a space with food...
Got some sleeping problems… I couldn’t dream at all and that worried me a lot.

Saturday

Hit it up to the town center to get some working material and got me some ice cream. I went to work and I have to say that I really enjoy being a teacher.
After class I had a couple of drinks with my boss and had a quite interesting chat.
Cool people my boss and peeps, I learn a lot from them. I think they’re the best I got from the U-Ve-Eme experience.
At 6 met my homies I hadn’t seen in almost 2 months or more. Got some booze and tostadas… I’m a burger eating machine…
Had a good laugh with my buddies and at the same time I missed some others. Can’t wait to have them all together again… Arrived to the Valley at midnight and the cat had 5 cubs in the bathroom. All of them are black…

Sunday

Got up very early, trying to keep up with my pops who I hadn’t seen for a week. Had breakfast together and had a good laugh. Went to have lunch with my brother and ordered some shrimp and a tuna turn over. Can’t believe my brother is making up his mind. I’m quite happy for him…
Got back home and I surprisingly found that someone got 30 pesos credit on my cellphone. My rabbit was in the garden and I could tell she’s very big now. She’s been digging a lot these past two weeks.
One of my friends called me and hit it up to the hot springs. I had a very good and pleasant dip in the pool. Got some beer and cracked up laughing…
Then we went to a town nearby and I had a huge gorda de haba and a sope and I just had to lick my fingers up. Delicious garnachas!
At 8 we rushed back to the Valley and I feel exhausted…
I have to say I feel exhausted but I’m happy, quite happy.
I just realized that I was taking everything so serious and I had forgotten to take some time for myself, Work gets a lot from me and I sometimes feel drained, both mentally and physically.
I had been a little nervous because I stopped dreaming. I just couldn’t dream again, maybe because of stress. Last night I did…
I dreamed I was wandering my garden when I saw a jaguar in a rabbit hole.
The jaguar was enormous but I was not scared at all, even when I knew it might eat me up and choke on me…

I am depressed...

2010-02-19T06:03:00.000-08:00

This has been a hectic week... I've been throught lots of shit these past two weeks...

I don't feel OK at all.

Something he doesn't have

2010-02-15T11:10:00.000-08:00

Lovers take over parks and every gap they find between doors...

Children buy cheesy stuffed animal frosted with cheap candy...

Old people hold hands on the bus...

Girls and boys kissing as if they wanted to suck each other's soul...

Heart-shaped balloons get in your way to see the deep blue sky...

You can smell candyfloss in the air and you tell this is not like any other ordinary day...

In this scenario we can find Lowly Boy wandering the streets in search for some popcorn.

While busily running the crowded streets, he wonders if anyone is thinking about him.

Recollections fill up his head, some good, some bad, recollections that's all...

As he grabs some popcorn close to his mouth, he feels a little bit envious of the couple sitting right in front of him, holding hands, flicking each other's hair and softly kissing as if there was nothing around...

Lowly Boy feels a bit uncomfortable and thinks I might have been a better idea to stay home playing Nintendo... but the didn't.

There's something a little vouyeristic in Amadeus behavior. He's more of a witness. He's playing a silent role in the whole picture, as he didn't want to be noticed.

Even when he's dying of grief inside, he just wants to stare at those fools locking lips... as if he was part of something he might never have...

RIP Alexander McQueen

2010-02-11T14:02:00.000-08:00

Alexander McQueen was found dead at his place this morning T - T

I think those Puma sneakers I wanted to buy are fucking going off the wall...

Too bad, this guy was a genious...

I'm a... Virgin

2010-02-10T20:54:00.001-08:00

Patti and Robert

2010-02-09T21:01:00.000-08:00

Photo by Norman Seeff (1969)

About her

2010-02-08T22:20:00.000-08:00

Great Expectations (1998)

Found objects I

2010-02-07T11:34:00.000-08:00

Dead Black Cat, Snake drawing, Bouquet, I ♥ you.

I ran into these peculiar objects when wandering in the streets.

Jay-Z

2010-02-06T20:22:00.000-08:00

Cool Jay-Z. The Black Album rocks!

You are pretty much by yourself by now

2010-02-04T09:01:00.000-08:00

Photographs by Matthew Genitempo.

The limb

2010-02-03T12:09:00.000-08:00

Photos by Craig Nunn.

Romance is boring

2010-02-02T11:21:00.000-08:00

Los Campesinos Romance is boring (2010)

You didn't even tried

2010-02-01T17:07:00.000-08:00

Sunday promenade photos

2010-01-31T12:56:00.000-08:00

This is the Calvario in the Valley...

Yeah Yeah Yeahs' concert or Goodbye, Redheaded Chick

2010-01-30T06:46:00.000-08:00

Thought the night was going to be drama free. In spite of arriving almost an hour later, she didn't storm out... Rushed to the 'Palacio de los Rebotes', crowded to the top by these new urban tribe called 'hipster', you know... black-rimmed glasses, messy hair, black tights, sneakers and preppiness all over the place. Have to say I didn't give fuck about my look, what I wanted was to get rid of my shoes, dressing pants and shirt from work.

About her, well... she looked astonishing, more beautiful than ever. That somewhat pushed me afar from her. Imagine, The Lady and The Tramp 2010.

Then, awkwardness stroke again...

After having a little previous-to-show chat, she mentioned something that caught my attention.

I'm not well known for being kind of intuitive, but something about what she said was wrong... Didn't you tell me you wanted to wait a little while so you could get over your ex?

And a year ago, when we supposed to be dating you were seeing someone else?

Busted! When you say lies, you get all tangled up in the webbing of your own making...

That's awkward y'all...

I didn't want to tell her anything... but she noticed I realized she had screwed it up.

She didn't say a word either...

Then, the perfect scenario for a teary, highly disappointed Lowly Boy, 'Runaway'

Betrayal and disappointment came right above my head as it was thick, black, thundery cloud ready to rain all over my joy. Tried to put all those feelings away successfully... I just couldn't let some words let me down that night, because that night was the night.

In spite of horrorizing with such heartbreaking words, the show must go on!

I don't know...I could have done anything for her, and that's the bullshit I get?

That's night, as Ms. Karen O thanked all her staff and you could hear 'Yeah Yeah Yeahs special love song'... That's when this tune got special dimensions... I was ready to cry my heart out...

Pack up

I'm a stray

enough

Oh say say say you'll

Say say say you'll

Say say say...

Wait.

They don't love you like I love you

Wait.They don't love you like I love you

Maps...........

Wait.

They don't love you like I love you ♥ ...

When the curtains closed was when I realized that she is not the right one for me and maybe I'm not the right one for her...

I love her to death but she doesn't love...

It's gonna be hell to get rid of what I feel about her...

On Thursday I cried and I've felt a bit depressed lately, you know... want to sleep all day, chills at midday, the 'what would have happened if...' theories...

I'm not OK... I just now know that I don't want to fall in love, never again...

Goodbye Redheaded Girl...

Yeah Yeah Yeahs Concert

2010-01-28T11:14:00.000-08:00

Fucking thrilled when Karen, Nick and Brian showed up on stage and we could start to hear the little yet overwhelming notes from 'Runaway' previously posted on my blog. Gotta admmit I got chills up and down my spine. This is undoubtedly one my my top-three YYY's songs.
I can't even put into words how amazing this concert was...
Take a look at these photos by Toni François who captured all through the night magia.

Más fotos del concierto de los Yeah Yeah Yeahs aquí.

Yeah Yeah Yeahs' previous events

2010-01-28T10:53:00.000-08:00

I cannot even punt into words how I feel after having witnessed one of the best and most-talked about concerts in Mexico in 2010.

I first listened to their album Fever to tell almost six years ago and from that time on I clang to their music. Quite talented Brian, Nick and Karen, whom in their early youth were considered a bunch of nerdy losers. One of my favorite songs from Fever to tell (2003)? 'Date with the night'.

Karen O's groans and moans included.

I can tell this is one of the greatest - and maybe one of the fewer- concerts I've ever been in.

I sang my lungs out in spite of suffering from this annoying sore throat thing.

The day before, as I have tons of stuff to do I went to bed -literally speaking- at 4 am and got up at 6h30 am, just two-fucking-hour sleep. Well, I might say nap...

Zombie-like I wandered through the aisles of my beloved Institute and I successfully pulled all the stuff off, considering that I just had the chance to close my eyes for 120 minutes that morning. Got my rather informal attire to hit it off to the concert and then flew to Mexico City in order to meet Readheaded Chick and of course, my date that night with The Yeah Yeah Yeahs...

O, Karen

2010-01-26T21:19:00.000-08:00

Fotos from We ♥ it

I'm going to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs' concierto in México tomorrow!
I swear I'll cum when Karen O steps on stage!
Well... maybe not... The redheaded chick's going with me...

How many times can you fall in love in a single day?

2010-01-25T11:05:00.000-08:00

As far as I'm concerned, approximately 13...

The Ice Dance

2010-01-22T13:30:00.001-08:00

Edward Scissorhands, Tim Burton 1990.
Screencaps here.

This is one of my favorite films ever. A giantic part of my childhood memories...

South of the border, West of the Sun

2010-01-21T19:00:00.000-08:00

I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to reinvent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself- as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I guess that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to define myself. For your sake, I’d like to become a new person. It may not be easy, but if I give it my best shot, perhaps I can manage to change. The truth is, though, if put in the same situation again, I might very well do the same thing all over. I might very well hurt you all over again. I can’t promise anything. That’s what I meant when I said I had no right. I just don’t have the confidence to win over that force in me.

- Haruki Murakami

Childhood flames

2010-01-21T18:39:00.000-08:00

Paintings by Michael Gillette

Different types of ghosts

2010-01-20T16:39:00.000-08:00

Glitter, felt and cats

2010-01-19T12:42:00.000-08:00

Great photos by Elza Jo.

Je ne sais pas pour quoi...

2010-01-18T18:33:00.000-08:00

...mais je me sens un petit peu dévasté aujourd'hui...

Hail creature of the night

2010-01-17T15:56:00.001-08:00

Let's moany honey!

2010-01-16T19:59:00.000-08:00

With a single kiss she sealed my life

2010-01-15T08:12:00.000-08:00

I had an interesting dream last night.
I was hangoing out with friends in a Cervantino Festival kind-of-thing when I spotted a bunch of foreign people, Asian people specifically.
As I'm quite fond of Japanese I went closer to this Japanese girl who smelled like peaches and this Brazilian surfer-type kid. It was kind of dark and people were dancing around, almost tiptoeing along this rock wall, as if it was a tribal ceremony.
My eyes crossed hers and she suddenly grabbed my arm and we ran together, but no far enough to stop listening the cheering crowd in the festival.
She led me to this very high spot in the rock wall and kissed me wildly...
Truth is I wouldn't resist a kiss from a harajuku girl so I surrendered myself and started kissing her...
She grabbed the hair on top of my head and from her bossom took out a kind of a wooden stick.
I felt she was kind of drawing something at the back of my head -actually, after I woke up I drew this in order to figure out the meaning, if it gets to have one- and it was kind of painful...
Something was wrong with this chick...
When I wanted to run she grabbed my head and pulled me close to her lips and softly this words came out of her mouth: Don't forget you are theirs now...
I just couldn't move... it was as if some kind of venom had gone all over my system through my ears...
She just smiled at my and dropped me off the top of the wall. I couldn't do anything but contemplate my free fall.

Le magnifique Gainsbourg

2010-01-14T10:22:00.000-08:00

Les Inrocks

The Ritual

2010-01-13T19:10:00.000-08:00

*From Stanley Kubrick's film Eyes Wide Shut.

I fucking want to go to one of this Illuminati parties...

Peeping Tom

2010-01-12T19:27:00.000-08:00

>_<

2010-01-11T12:21:00.000-08:00

> 'J'essaie de fermer mes yeux tres fort pour que tout devienne noir. Mais je n'y arrive pas. C'est jamais completement noir...' <

The sound of silence

2010-01-10T19:36:00.000-08:00

Ophelia

2010-01-09T22:06:00.001-08:00

There is a willow grows askant a brook,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic garlands did she come,
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,
That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them:
There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke,
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide,
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up;
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes,
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indu'd
Unto that element; but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.

-Shakespeare, Hamlet Act IV, Scene VII

- Painting by John Everett Millais, 1852

*This is one of the paintings I can recall from a dusty book I ran into when wandering the local library in the valley. I was 8 years old...

November was white and December was grey

2010-01-09T08:39:00.000-08:00

The fire, it cracks
And the flakes snow on
November was white
and December was grey

Well, someday soon
When the spring brings the sun
I'll finally sleep, I'll finally
Feel better when the winter's gone

I'll feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone

Oh these three months
I've been inside the house
My pacing has worn
All of the carpet out

Just give me a breeze
The rebirth of the life
I'll finally pine, I'll finally

Feel better when the winter's gone
I'll feel better when the winter's gone

Ama††heus checklist on how to survive a rainy Friday

2010-01-08T15:26:00.000-08:00

1. Forget wearing T-shirts and sneakers from Thursday to Sunday
2. Get a pair of boots
3. Get a black umbrella
4. Go and flick through 70 pesos DVDs
5. Sniff some freshly baked bread
6. Get a sip from that new-to-my-palate Chinese tea with the red-headed chick
7. Run into puddles until your feet are numb
8. Meet the read-headed chick's peeps
9. Regret having said what you uttered last night Lowly Boy

Yeah, life can sometimes slap you on the face when you least expect it...

Queridos Reyes Magos...

2010-01-05T20:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Wise Men,

This year I want...

a fucking Ipod Touch
a Scrabble board game
a scooter
a blue bike
a Six Flags annual ticket
a Pink Floyd limited edition box set
a Blackberry
a pair of Puma/Alexander McQueen 'Ghost' sneakers
an Hugo Boss suit
a joint
a strobe light
a pair of handcuffs
a Doberman
a white horse
an eagle eye
an iron fist
a metal heart ♥...

What? Is it up to me to get these? T ^ T

Goodbye Lowly Boy

2010-01-04T19:06:00.000-08:00

One of my unsaid resolutions for this year was to let the past be the past.

Today I showed up before my now former boss to tender my resignation .

I just couldn't keep on working there, I was never happy living the 'experiencia U-Ve-eMe'.

Quite a relief now that I think about those sleepless nights I had when I used to think about that bunch of little spoiled brats had to throw at my face. Nonetheless I'm gonna miss some of the few self-worthy students I ran into while I worked there.

Anything to thank [Ú-Bé-Éme] for? Thanks for teaching me a valuable lesson: Nothing is what it seems...

I had inhabited quite pleasantly the boundaries I built myself for a couple of years until I made breakthrough decision. Once kicked out of my comfort zone, it was like awakening. I was turning into this mediocre critter, just teaching the same old books, telling the same old jokes and anecdotes. I forgot about overdoing myself, I forgot about topping myself in order to become a better professional and human being.

The second after I left my ex-boss's office I just stood still looking around me for a couple of seconds... I arrived to that school all happy, full of hope and dreams and turned out to be one of the most shocking and frustrating experiences of my entire life.

I was thankful for the chance I was given by working there, I am thankful now for the life-time experience and professional-improvement trigger implanted there. Thanks Mr. Lynx!

Now please aMa†heus, put the cat to sleep...

Mr. Wolf

2010-01-01T08:55:00.000-08:00

A hell of a British musician, songwriter, composer and producer.

Quite a gotham icon.

Resolutions 2010

2009-12-31T11:49:00.000-08:00

1. Wanna hang out with my homies lot more...

2. Seriously keep on reading whatever that crosses my path...

3. Take up a photography, cooking or French lessons. Possibly a second degree...

4. Fucking go abroad... Let's try South America first...

5. Truth is money can't buy you happiness but, oh Boy, it feels good to have it.

6. I'm fed up with this lanky body of mine. Wanna work out...

7. I really need to take some risks... I think my life is getting boring as I'm growing ol'...

8. Don't want to fall in love again ♥ . Or maybe she's just around the corner.

You never know...maybe I'll never know...

9. Become a monster to get what I want. Discipline, self-determination, a perfectionist. I can't beat around the bushes anymore, I just need work my ass off to get what I want. I can't keep on playing two different persons, I just need to quit being a soft guy and start enduring myself.

That's what I learned from the UVM experience.

I'll be a monster...

H A P P Y 2 0 1 0

2009 damage recap

2009-12-30T08:34:00.000-08:00

Another year went & fleeting... I have to admit I had never learned so much in a single year so far in my life.

I left a position at the Fac, I left my chance to be with her, I moved to the Valley, I left my friends and my not-very-well-paid job at CILC, picked up another job at a horrible school where fortunately enough I met a little person who recommended me for a job. I'm going to stick to that one...

I checked my resolutions for 2009 and I could barely achieve just a couple... It seems that my trip to NY is going further away even more. I just can't afford to ♥ NY.

This year I'm supposed to go under en eye surgery to get my vision all fixed. Hopefully I'll be getting my Ciclops vision by September.

This year we were acknowledged something: Nothing's for granted. I might say this was 2009's great lesson for us.

My dad was diagnosed with diabethis and for the first time I fell my entire world started to fall apart right in front of my eyes.

A month ago Mom found a little something in her bossom. Her mom died from the big C. We are still wandering amongst doubt and fear. I saw her cry. She's quite a tough girl, that's what freked the hell out of me. If she curmbled about her own health, how we are supposed to feel?

My brother doesn't want to study anymore and his only way out is to seek for shelter in drinking. We are tired to tell him to go the right way, he's a fucking grown up and he behaves as if he was fucking 7 y/o. We just have to let him touch bottom to see him finally wake up. Just hope it's not too late.

I'm moving back again to my old flat. I realized that as much as I love my family, they're not going to change just because I tell them to do so. I love my folks but they're just a bunch of crazy little people =) I realized I should not keep stuck myself, I should move on with my life and start making myself nothing but happy.

I also learned that I have to harden myself in order to survive, I just can't keep on playing the cool guy. UVM taught me nothing is what it seems and it's something I tought I had mastered well, as I play lots of characters but never show the real me. Call me fucking fake ass dick if you want, but there's no way I'm going to open up myself completely. People might think I'm fucking disturbed. Let's just keep my tiny twisted mind for my personal enjoyment and delight.

I became aware that she doesn't love me and she never will. I really need to get her out of my system.

The greatest lesson is that I learned I have to turn into a monster to get what I want, and a monster I'll be if it's what it takes.

So far, it seems that 2010 will be an interesting and quite hard year to handle.

Just pray for the strenght and the patience to cope with the challenge's life has in store for my folks and I.

As I said before, I never asked for this life, nonetheless it belongs to me.

I can't do anything else but live it...

Merry Xmas y'all!

2009-12-24T08:33:00.000-08:00

MERRY XMAS Y'ALL!

Poli

2009-12-21T21:10:00.000-08:00

Zoé - Poli

Recuerdo a Poli
Era mi chica ideal
Una dulce perla blanca mexicana
La cual yo amaba
Pero nunca pude tener
Ni mostrarle todo lo que le escribi
En el fondo del mar
Satelites
Flotando por el Universo en busca de señal
Señales de vida
En su constelacion electroradiograma de amor
Detellos de mil años luz
Esta es la historia de una vieja cancion
La de la primera vez
Recuerdo a Poli era mi chica ideal
Una dulce perla blanca mexicana
La cual yo amaba
Pero nunca pude tener
Ni mostrarle todo lo que le escribi en la espalda del Sol
Satelites
Flotando por el Universo en busca de señal
Señales de vida
En su constelacion
Mensajes o evidencia de amor
Destellos
De mil años luz
Esta es la historia de una vieja cancion
La de la primera vez
She´s All I Wanted
She´s All I Needed
The dream
The dream of all the men in Mexico

One of my favorite Mexican bands. Video directed by Rodrigo Guardiola.

Stupid things I've done for love ♥

2009-12-20T20:49:00.000-08:00

I die for her †

2009-12-20T08:14:00.000-08:00

J - So, tell me about this girl... how is it going with her?

M - Well, I stopped seeing her because I moved to the valley, and I didn't have a lot of time to ask her out and stuff.

J - But, do you still feel there's something going on with her? I mean... like love or such?

M - I honestly don't know... It's just... This may sound stupid but, whenever she's around, everything turns into perfection. I feel loved, even when I know she doesn't love me...

J - She doesn't love you?

M - Well... I just don't know... There was a time when I hated her, for all she made me feel, you know... But then I realized I didn't hate her, I just was disappointed because she didn't even try...

J - Do you love her?

M - I die for her...

J - Wow, so you do love her!

M - Mmmh... why is that for?

J - Because over the years I've learned that guys would not sacrify themselves for a girl. You said you die for her. That's a big thing, Matt.

M - That's how I feel, but the question is if she will ever feel the same about me, and that's what saddens me the most...

J - You never know...

M - I honestly do not understand chicks...

J - You sometimes don't have to understand us, but love us...

* A chat I had with good old Jana at her place in the Citya week ago. Translated to English.
I realized girls are hard to understand...

Cherry Bossom Girl

2009-12-19T19:19:00.000-08:00

Oh boy! Wanna eat those little red round cherries!

I've been kind of horny lately :P

Breathless by Godard

2009-12-17T17:28:00.000-08:00

My obsession with A bout de Souflle by Godard has started to grow even more.

These are some of my favorite screencaps.

Because today you are a creature from the dark

2009-12-14T08:06:00.000-08:00

Photos by Pedro Inacio.