The Music of Elliott Goldkind

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Gotta give that guys props for creative usage of “The Secret.”

Here’s some info on the premiere of “Infinite Space,” including screening times, venues, etc.

http://www.psfilmfest.org/festival/film/detail.aspx?id=20704&fid=36

Entertainment news, movie reviews, awards, festivals, celebrity photos, industry events – Variety.

A nice, if brief mention of “Infinite Space: The Music of John Lautner,” my latest project.

To all of you who have given me guff for the incredible lameness, total ugliness, absolute geocities-circa-1992 terribleness of my self-made website, I’ve finally begun the online renovation.  More to come.  Comments very welcome.

Click here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/71049369@N00/ More pix coming soon (mid-December)

I’m home now. I’ve been here for 2 days, more or less. I’m still a bit out of time, what with the 20-hour red-eye home, very very little sleep the next night, jetlag, fatigue, culture shock and a prevailing sadness to be away from a place that was so wonderful, that truly started to feel like “home” after such a relatively short time. (LA didn’t feel like home until years after my arrival.) But despite all this, I can’t help but smile and be so grateful for the times I had.

As I said in the first entry of this blog (I think it was the first; I’ll check…), I have never been a faithful diarist. And I fear this will be no exception. Whereas I usually succomb to laziness, inertia, distraction, this trip I was usually consumed by an eagerness, an excitement to get and and see, and do, and not waste time in front of the monitor.

I could have told you more about Laura and Natalia, about Boedo, about Bar El Chino in (Nuevo) Pompeya. I could have told you more about finally making it to Teatro Colon and seeing an amazing opera, “Johnny Spielt Auf” by Ernst Krenek, more about Paula and her friends, endless last strolls on the streets of BA, all the “helados” I ate, the one I really had a crush on, the dirt, the dogshit, the grafitti, the sadness of the goodbyes…

But unlike Holden Caufield, I actually DO feel like telling you about this and whatever else. And I will. And there will be more pix too. So it will be out of chronological order. That’s not so terrible, is it?

4 days left. Time is just flying back. More fun, more adventures (I must write about Bar “El Chino” in Pompeya, adventures in Boedo, and more, but that will have to wait), but I just feel LA pulling me back to “reality.” Bittersweet, to say the least. I will relish the melancholy but I will not wallow in misery. (I believe that would be in keeping with the spirit of the tango.)

The other day I went to La Boca, a very interesting part of Buenos Aires (ok, it’s all interesting, granted). I’ll write more, but for now, I thought you might enjoy this:

Some more mate pics. BTW, everyone was more than happy to have their mate moments captured by the camera.

This isn’t a mate pic but it was from the same day in Recoleta (a neighborhood in Buenos Aires). A bunch of people playing this really goofy game where they are all still and then everyone has a spazz attack. Sort of a moronic version of duck-duck-goose, I guess. Really funny to watch. Have they no shame?!?!?

What is mate? (pronounced Mah-tay) It’s kind of like green tea, but it’s much more. Very much an Argentinian cultural institution. It is everywhere. Everyone drinks it, all the time, everywhere. But it isn’t just Argentinia’s Coca-Cola (everyone drinks that too) but a social custom. Mate is shared among friends from a single mate mug, sipped through a straw which is usually made of silver, often with some ornate metalwork. They love it, couldn’t imagine life without it. MateMania! For the record, I find it quite nice as well. A bitter variant on green tea but very tasty, to be sure.

And now, for the first time in this blog’s history……(drum roll please) …….. PICTURES! BTW, these were all taken at the Recoleta/Plaza Francia street fair that happens every Sunday.

P.S. Apparently I can’t rotate the pix. For now, you’ll have to twist and turn. I’ll fix this when I get home, to my MACINTOSH!!!!