Barcelona-Cadiz, part 1
Brief report on carnival, goat à l’africaine, and a night out with the Belarussian putimafia.
Brief report on carnival, goat à l’africaine, and a night out with the Belarussian putimafia.
If you’re in Barcelona tonight, the 28th, then go along and check this band night at Auditori Les Basses (C/ Teide, 20) near Vilapicina metro. Chamizo will be there (with the sexiest bass player in town) and it’s free!
A Spanish girl and a West African man get off the train from Barcelona and start walking together along the long trackside drag into town, deep in conversation. Suddenly she starts, and crosses the road, and they pass in silence the three old men sitting on a mound on a vacant lot. At the bridge [...]
Elderly Catalan sisters (?), overheard at the CaixaForum exhibition of Cultural Revolution photos by Li Zhensheng.
Unforeseen effects of proposed changes in the constitutional order.
It seems that I will be appearing in three roles in an upcoming novel by a very smart and creative woman from across the pond. This is the second time this has happened so, apart from hoping she´ll send me a postcard from Malibu after receiving her first royalty cheque, I´m trying to figure whether [...]
I think you can still use the following Dutch rhyme:
Allah is groot en Allah is machtig,
Allah heeft een lul van één meter tachtig.
… as long as it is accompanied by the following English translation, to be pronounced with the London glottalstoppery of the gentleman with whom I spent a year in a marble Mayfair meat [...]
Carmen Vesania objects to the common Spanish practice of selling off low-value office space as high-value housing. I’m slightly confused: what are offices for if not for eating and sleeping?
Hippies think that dolmens, as well as being graves, are there to kill people on or point out the stars. I think it’s much simpler: nature is very bad at propping several stones upright and capping them with another, so a dolmen is a sign that there are humans around and they are smarter than [...]
Barri gotic
Meet Hundred of Thousands of Gothic
Singles here for Love & Friendship.
www.GothicMatch.com
I don’t know any goths in Barcelona’s Gothic quarter.
Spanish owner: My son goes on all these English courses but he never learns anything, so I’ve told him I’m not paying for any more.
Spanish customer, leaving: Go to England, that’s the only way.
Irate Moroccan customer: Why is he learning English, always running after the Yankees! In Iraq we are destroying the Americans, why should [...]
Missing link discovered, rationale still AWOL: just in time - justing time - jousting time. Also new to me: in fragranti (via WeirdLinks) instead of in flagrante, popular in Japan (just about work-safe) and presumably used elsewhere to refer to gentlemen apprehended in florists.
José María often has to help José Antonio see the brighter side of life.
- No, we’ve got absolutely nothing suitable. It’s a very difficult market. Sorry I can’t help you…
- I see you’re selling lottery tickets on behalf of the local choral society. Do you sing with them?
- Yes. Why?
- Well I conduct a choir in Barcelona.
- Really?! We’re looking for a conductor!
- Shame you haven’t got a [...]
Political repression and the relative positions in the league of FC Barcelona and Real Madrid
With mass amateurisation a reality, it’s strange to see that anti-corruption body Transparency Maroc is promoting blogging to educate the young on the subject rather than suggesting they blog corrupt officials from the local net bar. (Via MarocBlog.)
Mr Hammond is looking for sponsors for his 24-hour (church) organ marathon (with webcam) next Tuesday at St Edmund’s (that’s the king), Northwood, Middlesex. Lohengrin is somewhere after three in the morning, Italy at five, and fortunately there’s no Spanish repertoire. A month ago he was having the odd problem with Widor.
Barcelona still gets a substantial volume of stag and hen traffic. This party consisted of a dozen supermen and a dozen ladies done out in Southend style. Note to tourists: Catalonia is not Krypton.

This seems a bit harsh on the Barça president but the comparison is a standard feature of any Spanish debate:
People I know are voting for the motion of censure on Sunday to fack this one off rather than in the expectation that the next one will be less of a mafioso. Some of the family are nice so there’s hope yet.
A malfunction of the public address system produces a rather pleasing strobe:
At the end of this clip, a crude example of the wagon wheel effect, caused by what the brain, fooled by the camera, takes to be a succession of evenly spaced, identical Quercus ilex:
More educational train journeys here.