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volver, volver

“Volver, Volver”

Este amor apasionado
Anda todo alborotado por volver.
Voy camino a la locura
Y aunque todo me tortura, se querer.

Nos dejamos hace tiempo
Pero me lleg el momento de perder.
Tu tenas mucha razon;
Le hago caso al corazon
Y me muero por volver.
Y volver volver volver
A tus brazos otra vez;
Llegar hasta donde estas;
Yo se perder, yo se perder;
Quiero volver, volver, volver.

This impassioned love
Goes on, compelling me to return;
I’m on the road to madness
And although everything tortures me,
I know how to love.

We parted ways some time ago
But the moment of loss arrived.
You had every reason;
I heed my heart
And I’m dying to return.

And to return, to return, to return
To your arms again
I will arrive where you are
I know how to lose, I can take it
I want to return, return, return.

(Nos vemos a Nueva York.)

the metro mutterer

He’s wearing a royal blue polo shirt, standard issue black slacks and generic black work shoes, the kind that masquerade as a dress shoe but are nothing more than a sneaker. He looks like a Blockbuster employee, minus the badge. He half-mutters, half-bellows like a street preacher, except he is constructing a dialogue with himself, as though practicing lines for a play by performing both parts.

“You will bow down to me! And you will bow down to the Almighty!” is said to no one in particular, followed by an almost-whisper, “Too much Samuel Jackson, motherf*cker.” As the train approaches the next station, he turns to the doors to get off, catching his reflection in the window: “Gerber baby, you’re my hero…I get it, motherf*cker, I get it.”

As the Metro Mutterer, he is the opposite of the Dog or Horse Whisperer. Instead of communicating with animals with therapeutic aims, the mutterer sounds off to random people with unsettling results.

wild things

The Anna Copa Cabanna Show, backstage at Joe's Pub, May 2, 2009.

call of the wild 5.2.2009

The Anna Copa Cabanna Show at Joe's Pub, May 2, 2009.

anna copa cabanna: call of the wild

Three year anniversary, tomorrow, May 2nd at Joe’s Pub. Last chance to see the show…until…? Buy your tickets here.

everything you need to know

Today’s recommendations:

human interest story (with jennifer sullivan)

News you can use. Black magic dog-nappings, Mondrian dressing gowns, pineapple preaching and green spirit fingers brought to you by artists Jennifer Sullivan and Andrew Steinmetz.


Human Interest Story (with Jennifer Sullivan) from Andrew Steinmetz on Vimeo.

rehearsal #1

The next Anna Copa Cabanna Show (theme: “Call of the Wild”) will be on May 2nd at Joe’s Pub.

where have bompas & parr been all my life?

Am embarrassed that I’m only just learning of Sam Bompas and Harry Parr via the New York Times, but I am quite certain we’re artistic soulmates. The artists make architectural jelly molds, host culinary events like a Peter Greenaway scratch n’ sniff cinema, made the dessert for a 100th anniversary celebration of the Marinetti’s Futurist Cookbook in New York and their latest later this month, Alcoholic Architecture, a “walk-in cloud of breathable cocktail.”

"Being in hospital over Christmas can be tough. The world’s most sophisticated dessert trolley provided patients with a diverting spectacle that touched their most sensitive organ – the belly. Liveried waiters in white tie served a huge gingerbread Gherkin (30 St Mary Axe – visible from the hospital), a mountain of jelly and instant dry-ice ice cream. The fine dining experience was heightened by a ballgowned harpist playing classical music on her vast instrument."

"The UK’s first Scratch ‘n’ Sniff Cinema showing Peter Greenaway’s classic, The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover opened for Valentine’s Day this year. Bompas & Parr created aromas including ‘rotting meat’ and ‘dusty books’ that captured the scent of key moments of Greenaway’s film. These aromas were micro-encapsulated and printed onto special scratch ‘n’ sniff cards for everyone in the audience."

"The UK’s first Scratch ‘n’ Sniff Cinema showing Peter Greenaway’s classic, The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover opened for Valentine’s Day this year. Bompas & Parr created aromas including ‘rotting meat’ and ‘dusty books’ that captured the scent of key moments of Greenaway’s film. These aromas were micro-encapsulated and printed onto special scratch ‘n’ sniff cards for everyone in the audience."

it’s not easy being a ’70s variety show star

“I feel like a bad episode of Taxi just walked out,” says a scrawny, greasy blond door guy at some red rum looking bar in Baltimore with drinks that cost $4.25.

The glass door shuts behind us.

“Did you hear what that guy said to us?” I tell A., who spent a portion of the bus ride down here telling me about her kickboxing class.

“What? What did he say?” and she’s off, storming the front door in her black jumpsuit and red boots, fists clenched. “What did you to me?” she says to greasy guy, her voice seething as her short curls jumped off her head.

“I didn’t say anything,” the guy cowers. “He said it,” pointing to another guy sitting next to him.

“Yeah, well, if you have something to say to me, say it to my face.” She slams the door behind her. She wants to kick something, or smash a chair. “Let’s go!” she commands our group as her red boots pick up speed. Everyone else in the group is confused, thinking we’ve insulted the locals without cause. Yet after a bizarre performance on a cable access show with nearly zero audience reaction or interaction, at that moment we are looking for any way to engage. At the very least, the door guy got us.