Friday, 31 December 2010
New Year's resolutions: Jamie Cullum's "Next Year Baby"
Thursday, 30 December 2010
San Silvestre: The end-of-year long distance race
Well, even though I’m not physically with you, at least I am virtually (I hope I won't catch any of those viruses which screwed me up during my flu bout).
Thanks for remembering me, José Luis! Well, I did get over my flu, and what’s more, what I’m writing about today is an indication of how well I recovered. On today’s entry I would like to speak about sports, concretely athletics. You all know we have a renowned annual event, the “San Silvestre race”. How can I start talking about it?
The San Silvestre race in Salamanca was born 27 years ago when a bunch of pals made up their mind to have a stroll across the town’s streets. In time it engaged more and more people and became increasingly popular. The race is held on the last Sunday of the year, the date this year being 26th December, and runs over a distance of 8.4 kilometres at the longest version (there are another three smaller circuits for other ages). Nowadays, thousands of people have a sort of festive day apart from an exhibition of healthy habits.
Personally, I first ran it back in 2004. For whatever reason, I hadn’t cheered up enough to cover it for a second time, but this year I got up the nerve to try and accomplish it again.
How did I do it? Well, I enrolled in a gym (Multiusos) in August and I got healthier and healthier and with more stamina while running. I would do my push-ups and sit-ups, which were kind of helpful. Apart from all the exercising at the work-out room (though it wasn’t one of my priorities as I wanted to be trained in endurance) I ended my series in the swimming-pool within the “Multiusos” sports centre.
Well, apart from this, I’ve been several years working out on my bike as an amateur. For the day of the race, I got my best friend riding next to me on his bicycle, which had a mileometre to help us find out when the 8.4 kms were over. My race strategy? Always jogging gently, at a quiet pace, since my aim was “just get to the finishing line, Antonio”.
Well, I had several preparation races (running the real distance) throughout several days and I fulfilled them all (the work-out was really helpful). I confess athletics is one of my least favourite sports, but being encouraged by the spectators, competing with other runners and trying to achieve my goal made me go ahead.
After having a nasty last week “thanks” to my friend the flu and despite not having trained since then, I got ready for B-Day (Big Day). Though I wasn’t completely on my top form, I got out into the street, lined up within thousands of other sportsmen and ready to set off. As you can see in the photos (in the one above I'm the guy at the back of the second group) I was wearing a reflecting waistcoat so as to be spotted by my acquaintances and family. I turned on my 80’s music on my Mp3 player to keep my mind distracted of the inevitable “physical pain” and eventually ... I did it! In 45 minutes, 56 secs.
After the race we were given away some gifts (e.g. a T-shirt, a key ring, etc.) but that is not so important. The important thing is that I DID IT. Like learning English, the San Silvestre is a hard long distance race.
Happy New Year’s Eve everyone!
Sunday, 19 December 2010
The Tudors: a television lesson in English history
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
How I really lost my heart in Firenze (Florence, Italy)
This “illness” is associated with Florence, Italy, given that is is named after the French writer Stendhal, who visited the town in 1817. After a long day admiring its urbanization and appearance and walking along places like the Uffizi Gallery, the Cathedral or the Academia Museum, Stendhal went inside the Basilica of Santa Croce. He completely collapsed in a heap, confused and exhausted by such a magnificent accumulation of beauty. Romantic, isn’t it? Probably, this illness rises to the ocassion.
Florence is a medium-sized, ancient town, located in the region of Tuscany. Surrounded by green hills, Florence can be considered a proud aristocrat city, whose strategic situation has been coveted along history. In competition with Pisa and Siena, which are, most of all, medieval cities, Florence emerges as the Renaissance model under the rule of the Medici family. And the centre of Florence has stood out since then, an astonishing accumulation of palaces, cobbled streets, churches and museums as well as a ‘joy of life’ (due to the Renaissance’s confidence in the human being and his optimism).
If you visit Florence on a short trip (just one or two days), there are some must-go places to visit. Fortunately, Florence is not a sprawling town, but rather compact and walkable. The Duomo (Cathedral) and the Piazza Signoria are solemn, lavish places you can’t miss. The building of the dome in the Cathedral, named after Saint Mary of the Flowers (Santa Maria dei Fiori), is an architectural daring by Brunelleschi. In time, this enormous octagonal dome, undoubtedly Brunelleschi’s masterpiece, has become the symbol of Florence.
Opposite the Duomo’s façade, the Baptistery contains Ghiberti’s bronze doors. Their technical perfection, the use of perspective and the realism of the figures embellish the entrance to the Baptistery. Actually, Miguelangelo said they deserved to be the Doors of Paradise.
Piazza Signoria is continuosly walked by the tourists, given that you need to pass through this nice square to go everywhere. The Palazzo Vecchio is the most outstanding building in this square: elegant, superb and proud of itself. Also in this square is the Loggia dei Lanzi, displaying famous statues.
If you like visiting museums, Florence has two of the most recognized worldwide: The Uffizi Gallery and The Academia Museum. The former contains some of the most refined masterpieces of the Renaissance painting, such as Boticelli’s The Birth of Spring and Venus. Then, the Academia is one of Florence’s most visited museums, because it houses Micheangelo’s celebrated sculpture, David, which perfectly reflects the tension of the protagonist, about to slain Goliath. Art specialists say that the sculpture is not well finished, owing to the fact that it was carved from discarded marble. Who cares? It is probably one of the most recognized icons of male beauty (who does not want to have such a six-pack and dorsals?)
Other monumental places are the Palazzo Pitti, the Ponte Vecchio, Santa Croce and the Piazza Michelangelo. Palazzo Pitti was the residence of the Medici family, who were used to living in lavish environments. Hence, you can imagine the series of sculptures, paintings, architectural adornments and ornaments you can find there.
Ponte Vecchio is another symbol of the city, built in the 14th century, specially used by the Medici family to go from the Palazzo Vecchio (in Piazza Signoria) through the Uffizi Gallery towards the family residence (i.e. the Palazzo Pitti), without going out in the street. Santa Croce is an austere Franciscan church, which contains some of the most magnificint tombs in the world (Michelangelo, Macchiavelo, Galilei, etc.). And finally, Piazza Micheangelo, located on a hilltop opposite the Arno river, offers a breathtaking view of the city. No doubt, a place where couples go to kiss. Well, to be honest, the hypnotic views are postcard-worthy and really inspiring for painters.
If you like ice-creams, you can’t miss Grom, in Via Campanile, just off the cathedral. Their tasty, creamy ice-creams are really a delight to your senses. But if what you like is coffee, you know that the Italian way of making the beverage is famous worldwide; then, you should go to Café Rivoire, in Piazza Signoria, where you can breathe the same atmosphere and spirit as the likes of Goethe, Stendhal and Hemingway. Mind you: don’t drink a cup of coffee while sitting in a chair as it is prohibitive! You should take it at the counter instead. However, if you don’t mind the price and the weather is nice, the outdoor tables give you the best front-row seats in town for people-watching.
Finally, if you like going places off the beaten track, leave the city centre and head directly for the much less touristy Porta San Niccolo, where you can find a lot of budget restaurants (e.g. trattorias), pubs and lounge-bars and enjoy the typical ‘Aperittivo’ at 7 p.m. or thereabouts. At this kind of dinner you pay just for the drink (although it is rather expensive; for instance, a glass of wine costs 8 euro), but you can take food from a lot of trays full of pasta, pizza, meat, chicken and fish, so it is good value for money. Moreover, it is one of the most deeply-rooted Italian customs so if you want to adapt to Italy’s lifestyle, you should go and have an ‘Aperittivo’. Happy adaptation, my Godness!
Obviously, I have to omit many reference places in Florence, in order to be concise. For example, I have hardly written about its lively nightlife. Since Florence is packed with Erasmus students, you should go out and hit the town every night. All in all, Florence offers a lot of choice, so you won’t have a dull, predictable holiday. In this sense, the city is extremely rewarding.
If any of you has been an Erasmus student in the north of Italy, you will have noticed I have failed to mention other places. I assume that, as I firmly believe that my tips can be complemented by your suggestions and recommendations, so that we can praise the beauty and enthusiasm of this unique town called Florence.
Saturday, 27 November 2010
Film review: Walk the Line
Monday, 22 November 2010
Bull-fighting: Does tradition justify cruelty?
On the one hand, the festival often goes beyond entertainment because its supporters conceive it as a true art form, even as kind of a man-against-nature fight. Therefore, it is considered a way for the bullfighter to demonstrate his strength and courage in a breathtaking exhibition. Moreover, it means a steady flow of money, and, what is more, a cultural tradition in Spain. In this sense, the bull might be considered as one of the most representative emblems of our country.
On the other hand, as I said above, bullfighting involves the suffering and death of innocent animals. Many tend to say that it is a fair fight between the man and the bull, but is it? Before the corrida, not only is the animal locked in complete darkness for 48 hours, but also badly fed and sometimes even pinched and hurt so, when “released”, the bull is disoriented because of its induced blindness. Furthermore, every time the bull is stabbed it becomes weaker and weaker until the agonizing animal succumbs to a painful death.
While bullfight may seem simply another human “ritual” where animals are killed, like hunting or slaughter, there is one thing that worsens it: the eager public is glaring at the whole process while encouraging the bullfighter to spread more blood. Can anything - including tradition - justify this slaughter-like ritual anyhow? If tradition is the only reason to allow this “entertainment” to continue, people should think about past traditions such as the wrestling between gladiators.
To conclude, I believe bullfighting has become a harmful, unnecessarily cruel spectacle, given that there are many enjoyable, more civilized pastimes like live sport, theatre or cinema, which do not involve killing any animals. There don’t seem to be any good reasons not to follow the example of Catalonia, except for the clichéd argument that it is a long-standing, yet to my mind old-fashioned, tradition.
Thursday, 18 November 2010
The Music Spot: Jimi Hendrix
Elena Plaza (2º NA):
Famous columnists, when they run out of ideas, write about what just happens to themselves right at the time. Likewise, I´ll try to imitate them.
I've got to admit I'd had an awful night, because of the damn gale force winds and irritating rain beating the tiles. So, in desperation, I switched on the radio and stayed in that way for hours. Everything seemed to be getting worse and worse, and the more hours passed, the worse my mood was. Then, suddenly, the presenter said "Up, it's 6 in the morning, and this is a "guitar non camastron" solo for you all, my friends!!"
Well, to be honest, I couldn't catch the name of the group or singer, but it would have been something like this:
From the very beginning, Jimi showed a striking ability to mine, as if it was a precious metal, a stunning, new guitar sound. His dexterity was so powerful that he could play his guitar for more than two hours, even recreating the USA anthem, as it happened at Woodstock in 1969.
Sunday, 14 November 2010
The music spot: Ambience music in video games
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
Up close and personal: Pau Gasol
Monday, 8 November 2010
The Screening Room: Coming soon in movie theatres
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Talking Books: Frankestein
Once again I am writing for this blog. The reason is that I was planning to bring Frankenstein to class so that other students could borrow it. That is why I just decided to write this review to encourage my classmates to read it, or at least, to explain some important themes the book deals with to those who may have already – or will- read it.
Victor Frankenstein has a happy life with his family. However, he decides to study at the University of Ingolstadt. A long way from his hometown, he starts to investigate what gives people life. He becomes so obsessed that he starts to create a creature from limbs and other parts of dead bodies. When he accomplishes this difficult task, he suddenly realizes his mistake and abandons the creature he has created. The creature does not know anything about human beings –he cannot even speak- but he gradually acquires a human-like behaviour by observing a rural family. However, he is rejected, even mistreated everywhere he goes. Knowing that he will be alone for the rest of his life, resenting the abandonment of his creators, he decides to take revenge on Victor by killing people he loves.
This Gothic story brilliantly portrays the consequences of Science, which has boundaries that human beings must never cross. Victor goes beyond those boundaries by creating an artificial creature. He plays God and that has consequences. Victor’s excessive worship of science, alongside his selfishness -he abhors his own creation and abandons him-, leads him to suffering throughout the book.
Who is the creature in this story? Victor is a human that has shown no respect for his creation. The creature, nonetheless, is just looking for anyone that loves him. He saves a babe from drowning but his father shoots him; he helps the rural family with the tasks but when they see him they despise him, and he has to wander alone and remain hidden in case someone tries to kill him. The more he learns about human behaviour, the lonelier he feels. On the other hand, Victor is depicted as a selfish character who has everything the creature cannot have: a family. In fact, the relationship between Victor and his creature can be defined as a "doppelgänger relationship". The doppelgänger is the evil double of one person. The creature is the manifestation of Victor Frankenstein’s inner dark side (the same could be applied to Dr. Jekill and Mr. Hyde). When Victor Frankenstein is happy outside, the creature is miserable inside. The monster is evil outside (his aspect is hideous) but good inside. The creature could hence be considered as a reflection of Victor’s authentic, repressed feelings.
The story also reflects on the humans’ behaviour. No one in the novel gets to accept Frankenstein as it really is because of his hideous aspect. He is abandoned by Victor; he is shot after saving a baby, and everybody tries to hurt him. We reject others when we consider them different and that is why the creature does not fit into the human world. He learns to speak, to reason, to discuss; but he can't be accepted just because of his aspect. As you may have observed, this story seems of topical interest nowadays. We still laugh at others because of their physical aspect.
To sum up, Frankenstein can be read as the rebellion of a son unjustifiably abandoned by his parent, as the rejection of a human citizen because of his aspect, and as the isolation of a creature that is “born” with goodness but becomes evil because of the influence of human beings. I definitely encourage you to read books and to review them on this post! See you, mates!
Thanks Miguel, great job as usual. Hey folks, keep sending your book reviews!
Now, I thought I should insert a couple of Franky-related clips. The first is a humorous Jib-Jab sendable, which insists on the need for a new American President ... Start trembling, Mr Obama!
Then, on a more serious, scary note, this is the terrifying 1931 movie classic's trailer, starring the legendary Boris Karloff:
The Music Spot: Nightwish Review
This is my first time contributing to a blog so it’s a new experience for me! :D
I would like to start talking about a genre of music that many people avoid because of stereotypes, and it’s metal music. When someone says “Oh, I love metal”, what the majority of people think about immediately is: noise, people screaming, insults, obscene lyrics, and even violence. Well, I’m here to try to change your mind. ;D
It’s true that some bands meet these requirements (and are famous because of that … maybe it has to do with marketing too) such as Slipknot, Rammstein, etc. But not all the bands are like that, in particular, I’m going to talk about my favourite band: Nightwish
Nightwish is a Finnish band founded by Toumas Holopainen and Tarja Turunen. Its style is “symphonic metal”. Why do I think they’re different? Because they have achieved something that, at first sight, may be unimaginable to everybody: mixing metal music and opera. Tarja Turunen is a lyrical soprano and, obviously, has an amazing voice (last year I had the opportunity of listening to her in Madrid and it was one of the greatest experiences in my whole life), and Toumas is a fantastic composer and musician (he plays the keyboards). Some time later, Emppu (guitar), Julius (drums) and Marco (vocals and bass) joined the band, and so, the group was completed.
Sadly, 5 years ago, Nightwish and Tarja went separate ways. Now Nightwish has a new singer, who isn’t so good as Tarja. Don’t misunderstand me: I am not criticizing her, but I consider that Anette (the new singer) shouldn’t sing Tarja’s songs cause her voice is not so powerful as Tarja’s. Anyway, although I prefer Nightwish with Tarja, I have to admit that I like Nightwish with Anette too, but it’s not the same.
The last tour Nightwish and Tarja did ended in Helsinki with a concert in the Hartwall Arena. The whole concert was filmed to be sold on DVD (I have my own ! :D). Another reason why Nightwish is my fave band is because I even like them more in concert than listening to them on a CD.
Well, the song I've chosen was sung during this concert and it’s a cover version of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s “Phantom of the Opera”. Sorry if I have bored you with such a long text, but metal music (and Nightwish in particular) really fascinate me and I just wanted to share them with all of you. Hope you enjoy it!!
P.S.: My fave part is from 3:35-4:14. No words to describe it, AMAZING!
Thursday, 28 October 2010
The Music Spot: Paco de Lucia
Here I am, whiling away the long rainy evening and listening to what is possibly my favourite album of all time, Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon (I’ll never grow tired, however many times I’ve – literally - flipped with it). So I’ve decided to put pen to paper and contribute something for the music section of our great blog. You know, last Saturday I went to see Paco de Lucia in concert at the Multiusos. I’d listened to many of Paco’s famous records before, but this was going to be the first time to watch him live. You see, my son David, a keen guitarist himself, and my father-in-law, a self-confessed flamenco enthusiast, were accompanying me to the event. They both had been lucky enough to watch him on another ocassion at the same venue a few years prior to his temporary retirement from the music scene. But now he was back into the limelight, and I thought, well, I can’t fail to see him again, can I?
So there we were, the three of us, up in the gods (you know, the upper gallery of seats, or, very appropriately, the peineta, as the best floor stalls were sold out – so much for the crisis!), ready for some flamenco music with a modern feel to it, as the maestro of Algeciras wisely combines the duende of the Andalusian genre with more modern sounds. You see, he’s helped on a very plain stage (barely a few plants at the back) by a proficient band of musicians (among them not only another flamenco guitarist and the inevitable palmeros/cantaores but also a keyboardist and a bassist) who often give Paco’s pieces an almost jazzy touch. But the distinct flamenco essence always lingers in his songs, no matter what.
The long-awaited show ran for a solid two hours and twenty minutes (mind you, there was a 15-minute intermission halfway through it), during which the guitar genius delighted the diehard fans with extended versions of his most recognizable hits (Almoraima, Zyriab, Fuente y Caudal, … you name it). Now and then, some among the audience (gypsies, no doubt) would shout at the top of their voices the enthusiastic oles amidst the indifferent, always stern gesture of the genius (I could get a close-up of his wrinkled face aided by a very handy pair of binoculars). You see, being an Andalusian through and through, he’s never been the funniest man on earth, let alone an otherwise generally fun-loving land like Andalucia. Only a few hardly audible words of appreciation did he utter during the whole show, but not even a much obliged “Thank you, Salamanca”. And I couldn’t help feeling that nowadays, already in his mid 60s, after an illustrious career that has spanned since 1965 no less, Mr Paco de Lucia is sort of bored with gigs and audiences, but his hard-earned, well-deserved reputation as arguably one of the best guitarists in history is more than enough to still fill venues like Multiusos to their capacity.
Now, are you getting the impression that I didn’t enjoy the concert? Well not really, I mean, who can deny Don Francisco's talent, his impeccable technique and precision guitar playing (though my knowledgeable son sometimes whispered to me “Dad, he made a mistake at that note”) but anyway I must admit that now and then I was getting, as it were, cold feet. Personally, some pieces just went on too long amid, I can concede, fine impromptus by his musicians as well as some magnificent dancing – to many in the audience, it seems, the highlight of the night judging by the after-show comments –from a speedy bailaor (can’t remember his name) who tapped his feet like mad on the tablao (wow, too many Spanish words, I guess!)
But who cares about the lengthy songs, the austere, almost aloof performer, even an average sound, though not bad considering the inherently poor acoustics of the venue, when right in front of you is the one and only Paco, el de Lucia, a true guitar wizard, OLE!! And to end the show, no surprises, the inevitable Entre dos Aguas, the song that shot him to international stardom, even if he took some time to go for it despite the insistent “encore, encore” shouts.
Well, this review was pretty long, wasn’t it? Hope you didn’t get too bored. If you did, perhaps I can draw a laugh or two now: the maestro is, not surprisingly, renowned for his scarce TV interviews, at least on home soil. But funnily enough, you can see him here not only performing but above all speaking, yes, another variety of English, what I call Inglés de Cádiz ( ha ha!). I mean, you'll have to do your best to understand the younger Paco, and I'm sure you will, as the captions are in ... Polish. Enjoy!
Well, I think I´m still a bit shocked, ha, ha, but definitely it was worth it!!
Sunday, 24 October 2010
The Screening Room: To Kill a Mockingbird, The Social Network, The Godfather I
Friday, 15 October 2010
October 2010
English words English words derived from French
PIG PORK
DEER VENISON
BUY PURCHASE
DEALER MERCHANT
MOTION MOVEMENT
PRIDE PROUD
English words English words derived from Latin
MARRIAGE MATRIMONY
SELLER VENDOR
ANSWER RESPOND
BUILD CONSTRUCT
WIFE SPOUSE
FAST RAPID
FEATURE CHARACTERISTIC
English words English words derived by Spanish
NAP SIESTA
PARTY FIESTA
CANTEEN CAFETERIA, CAFÉ
WATCHER VIGILANTE
Hi everyone!
I’ve just seen a new entry about English language usage, which you can read down below. What I see is that English is bound to change over the years. Anyway, are we aware of what the origins of English are? I’ve selected and summarized parts of a text in the Wikipedia about the “origins of the English language”:
English is a Germanic language from north-west
The original Old English language was influenced by both the Scandinavians and the Normans. Due to this cohabitation English resulted in a significant grammatical simplification.
Then, I add an excerpt that I consider remarkable for what I’m going to explain next:
… The Germanic language of these Old English-speaking inhabitants was influenced by the contact with Norse invaders, which might have been responsible for some of the morphological simplification of Old English, including the loss of grammatical gender…
1) The verb tenses are much simpler than in other languages:
For example, when conjugating the Present Simple of the verb “to eat”, it hardly changes. We are only concerned that the 3rd person (He, she, it) takes an “s”. It eases things a lot!
Chocolate, tea, fundamental, aspects, to commence, to elaborate, rapid, grotesque … They just come from Latin or French. (Thanks,
Dear classmates, see that we are somewhat fortunate to study this precious language, English.
It has some features which make it easy. Keep practising it!
Thanks Antonio, very enlightening indeed. Now, you asked me to embed a YouTube clip which illustrates this topic you've dealt with of The History of the English Language. I just hope you don't mind I took the liberty of selecting a different one, featuring a renowned English author called Melvyn Bragg (a perfect standard English he has!), which I'm sure both you and your mates will like too:
Well, Francis completed his first week with both my groups yesterday (hope you enjoyed his presentation, did you?) so it's time to embed the quick guide to Liverpool we saw in class, featuring the main sights of the Merseyside capital. This was shot prior to the year 2008, when the city was about to show off its "European city of Culture" status, but it's fresh enough to give you a very good idea of what Liverpool is like right now. Hopefully we can go there (or to Edinburgh) next year, sometime in Carnival or Easter!
In this particular scene, you can see both the boys and the girls in action, just about to start their frenzy day and well into the night. We barely saw the first minute, when two of the fiance's mates, on their way to the billiards club where the leader of the pack, Eddie, is waiting, are trying to chat up two local girls unsuccessfully (classical music, it seems, is not their main expertise!). Listen, I know the accent may be difficult to understand at times, but keep watching the scene till the end, and I'm sure you'll pick up plenty of it.
Well, this is all for now, but let me tell you something. Apart from Antonio's (C1) John Lennon thing and my own stuff, there's nothing else on this blog. What are you waiting for?
20 October
David Crystal, a renowned British linguist, explains here how the 20th-century lingua franca achieved the status that it has today:
15 October