21 septiembre 2010

La canción de la semana #233

...is No me digas ahora by José Antonio Labordeta, Aragonese poet, novelist, singer-songwriter and politician, who died on 19 September.

28 agosto 2010

La canción de la semana #229

The words "que sera, sera" in the song of the same name may be Spanish but the phrase makes no sense. According to Wikipedia,

Composer Jay Livingston had seen the 1954 film The Barefoot Contessa, in which an Italian family has the motto "Che sarà sarà" carved in stone at their ancestral castle. He immediately wrote it down as a possible song title, and he and lyricist Ray Evans later respelled it in Spanish "because there are so many Spanish-speaking people in the world."

Ironically, the phrase "Che sarà sarà" is also ungrammatical in modern Italian.

Back to Spanish: this week's song (not related to Que Sera, Sera) is... Qué Será by the Puerto Rican legend José Feliciano.

08 agosto 2010

La canción de la semana #227

At some point of Toy Story 3, the toys discover another — Spanish-speaking! — personality of Buzz Lightyear. But what happens in the Spanish-language version? As you can hear, "reset" Buzz (normally voiced by José Luis Gil) still speaks Spanish but with thick Andalucian accent. Buzz's "flamenco-mode" voice was provided by the famous singer Diego El Cigala. This week's song is En esta tarde gris from his latest album, Cigala & Tango.

01 agosto 2010

La canción de la semana #226

Natalia y La Forquetina was the name of a short-lived band fronted by the Mexican singer-songwriter Natalia Lafourcade. This week's song is Piel Canela from the band's only album, Casa (2005).

22 julio 2010

Bodegón Don Jamón

3.07.2010. After our plane landed in Arrecife, we spent a ten minutes or so just standing in the aisle. It was then when a fellow passenger addressed me: "Do you know you are bleeding?"

No I did not know. Apparently, I cut a finger on my right hand when searching for something in my bag. (As I've discovered later, my "safe" razor was in that pocket waiting for me.) Another helpful English lady presented me with a stripe of Elastoplast.

A few hours later, I went for a stroll in Puerto del Carmen along Avenida de las Playas. The streets were empty, maybe because everybody was watching footie (Germany destroying Argentina). The guy standing in front of Bodegón Don Jamón called to me. "Good afternoon, sir, would you like to try some of these?" These looked delicious and yes, I did like them. "What about a sip of wine?" Ditto. Can't remember what it was, some dry Spanish wine, but it made a job of convincing me to have my lunch then and there. I asked for baby squids, grilled peppers and a beer. It was heaven.


Or so I thought until I noticed that the bleeding had resumed. I made a good use of servilletero but the pile of blood-stained paper on my table kept growing. The waiter approached and carefully enquired if everything was OK. I said that I cut my finger but it is nothing really and not their restaurant's fault. The waiter looked unconvinced. He went to the kitchen and reappeared with the following:

  • agua oxigenada (hydrogen peroxide solution)
  • tintura de yodo (tincture of iodine)
  • venda de gasa (gauze bandage)
  • tira adhesiva (sticking plaster)
It did not seem that he knew the business of treating wounds very well though because the chef took over. Now that's what I call a professional service! In a few minutes, I was back behind my table finishing off the tapas and another beer.

To summarise: yummy food for a very reasonable prices and a free medical treatment for a wounded Ryanair passenger.