Cora 19 years old has just returned to Bucco, the village of her childhood. She works for her father Michele, mayor of the town, in the organization of the important celebration of the Virgin of Bucco, an annual event that attracts many Christian pilgrims and tourists. But the arrival of a mysterious man named Saverio, gradually destabilizes the harmony of the town by reveling of a crime committed forty years ago by the people of the village, whose main instigator would be Cora’s father. And the birds begin fall from the sky
IL NIDO / THE NEST a film by Swiss/Peruvian director Klaudia Reynicke.
Music by Swiss post pop art punk band PETER KERNEL
Anyway Bucco is a genus of puffbird in South-America, but buco means hole in Italian.
Rare that I want to post a song just because it caught me. Usually those are related to record releases, so this is a rare moment.
READY ORPHANS is a new band from Detroit that consists of members of hardcore punk band The Armed, hardcore metal band Tharsis They, and indie pop band Zoos of Berlin. Lead singer Cara Drolshagen shrieks over blissed out noise. As happy as hardcore can get. Their first public track is an industrial-like noise rock song, it comes the Canadian band Odonis Odonis to my mind
More coming in 2017 on NO REST UNTIL RUIN RECORDS (US)
Strange but they have come a Hungarian poet to my mind.
Peter Kuczka (1923-99) was a true-hearted communist. He wrote about Stalin that “There is nothing in this world without him”, and when the Bulgarian communist hero died, he wrote that “comrade Dimitrov is dead, but don’t cry”, “the life is beautiful” because
Look how steaming the newly baked bread,
but more warm the Party is.
So warm the friendly palm,
but more warm the Party is
and who has been lived alone so far
is clamped by the Party.
Scientists and artists,
the Party knows more than them.
Carpenters and masons,
the Part builds better than them.
And it is stronger and more whirl than the big waters,
because we are the Party.
In 1953 he took part in a countryside tour of writers. Then he saw the horror of reality, and so deeply disappointed in the ideology’s practice and practitioners that became a forbidden writer for many years. Finally he fled to the space and became the founder of the Hungarian Sci-fi literature.
One of his late poems is “We are just sex organs”
Belépő 800, mellé magazin mert
az alkalomra jelenik meg a C11H18N2O3 2. száma, melyből kiderül
Teljesülnek a régi álmok? Együtt változik-e ízlés és személyiség egy tudatos LSD túladagolást követően? Mit szeret magában Csermanek Csaba? Hova megyen Prince? Kié Bill bal cipője? Shitkid vagy Bianka? Láthatta-e Melies klasszikusát Kohn Náthán? Na és van-e lejjebb?
“Szilveszteri inspirációk 4.
Ha már keverjük a stílusokat, legyünk eredetiek. Ne menjünk a tömeg után, ne válasszuk a kiüresedett kliséket!”
but maybe you don’t know that Greek word Eureka is the motto of California, and also there is a city in this US state on same name which means “I have found it!”
It has come from the mid-1800s when men rush for the gold there. They were the modern Argonauts. The classic ones looked for the Golden Fleece in the mythic age of Hellas. And the ancient Greek scientist in Sicily Archimedes was who during his bath found the key of a physical problem, so he ran out naked from his house to the streets of Syracuse and screamed: Eureka, Eureka!