A Little More of New Orleans: «Darkness Sublime»

(Photo property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València)
(2014)

Cheers…

Sunday’s Music: Kermit Ruffin

He was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, (USA) in 1964…

I have seen him perform many times in The Big Easy. Once at the Red Fish Grill, once at a theatre whose name I cannot recall, and other times at the Jazz & Heritage Festival. Always loved it! He is a master showman and a great trumpet player that sings and really makes you feel good enjoying the show.

He first recorded with The Rebirth Brass Band in 1984. The band often could be heard in street corners around the French Quarter playing for tips and later became the house band at The Glass House. But his best place is with his new band…as of 1992…The Barbecue Swingers, a traditional jazz quintet. With the Swingers he has played at Vaughan’s Bar in Bywater, and even recorded a live album there.

(1990, playing the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival. Photo by Infrogmation of New Orleans – Photo by Infrogmation)

Ruffins has played at Tipitina’s, at Old Mint, at the Satchmo Summerfest and at Cafe Brasil, New Orleans. And of course, dozens of funerals…

(Kermit Ruffins and The Barbecue Swingers)

I tell you, this trumpet man is a true New Orleanian and someone you need to know if you like the traditional jazz, the bebop and as well the funky sounds of The Big Easy! Take a listen:

(2014)
(2017)

Cheers…

Poema: “Andando y pensando”

(Foto de la catedral de Cuenca, Castilla La Mancha, de FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València. Derechos Reservados)

Parece que hoy sigo los pasos sigilosos de los santos,

que tercos como asnos siguieron su verdad,

y por ser sempiternos, testarudos, inocentes,

ingenuos, perturbados,

alucinantes y fieles soldados,

se ganaron el cielo…

Y yo, desde mis pasos,

desde mi caminar,

andante que soy,

quiero soñar,

pero en vez de soñar voy pensando,

pensando en el polvo,

pensando en las piedras,

y sobre las hierbas que alivian mis huesos viajeros,

sueño pensando,

detengo mi andar,

así espero poder descansar…

C.2022, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 30 de abril de 2022, Miami Beach, Florida, EEUU.

Art History: Margaret Keane

An interesting story, the story of her life. If you want to know about it I recommend the film by Tim Burton…

These are some of her paintings. I did not provide the names or the dates, that you can find out through research, but at least I wanted you to see them and then you can relate them to the paintings done in the supposed new style called «low brow»…

(2022)

Cheers…

Art History: Un Dalí espiritual – A Spiritual Dalí…

Por si no sabias que Dalí también fue medio místico, y que tuvo una etapa de recogimiento cuando se refugió en la fe católica y pinto cuadros religiosos, aquí ahora te lo presento.

Quizá su etapa espiritual haya comenzado en el 1948, no estoy seguro de la fecha exacta, ya que el cuadro de las tentaciones de San Antonio es del 1946 y es ciertamente un tema religioso. Pero no importa si leéis su libro, «Diario de un genio» (fue un excelente escritor) os enterareis de todo lo que hizo y todo lo que pasaba por su cabeza durante esos años. Menuda faena la de tratar de entender a un chalado…

Aunque no estoy seguro si Dalí estaba loco o si se hacía el loco. Él mismo decía que la única diferencia entre un loco y él era que él no estaba loco…

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In case you did not know that Dalí was somewhat of a mystic, that he went through a period of contemplation when he sought refuge in his Catholic faith and painted religious themes, I am here to inform you…

Maybe that phase started in 1948, but I am not certain of the exactitude of that date as the painting about the temptation of St. Anthony is from 1946 and I think it qualifies as a religious painting. But it doesn’t matter, read his book «Diary of a Genius» (He was a great writer) and he will explain it all to you and you will learn all about the things that went on in his head. It is not easy trying to understand a madman!

Although I am not certain if he really was a madman or just pretended to be one. He always said that the only difference between a madman and himself was that he was not mad…

(2022)

Gracias…

Cheers

Poem: “Load” (Euro-Ku)

(Image from the Church of St. Peter in Cuenca, Castilla La Mancha, Spain. Property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València. All Rights Reserved)

Not a prophet but a teacher…

Gentle, words of love and wisdom, always fair,

His load is light enough to bear…

C.2022, Francis Bravo Cabrera, 29 APR 2022, Miami Beach, Florida, USA

Dear Diary (episode 2022): Miami Beach…

(Photo by and property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València. All Rights Reserved)

Already almost one month in Miami Beach! Wow! The first few days, coming from cold Spain, I loved the warm weather. During those few days 25 degrees wasn’t hot, it was just warm and nice. Now it is bloody hot! The humidity is always over 85%, the sun is burning my skin, the mosquitos are doing a number on my skin and the other bugs, well, they bug me. And by now the 25 degrees have gone up to 30 degrees in the shade.

Another thing that bothers me about the City of Miami Beach is that they are always on your arse! When you actually go to the beach, meaning to the water, you have to cross through a stretch of sand worthy of the Sahara. It’s almost a kilometre long! Then when you finally cross through all the chaises longues and the umbrellas…all belonging to the hotels that line the coastline…you reach the soft, cuddly part of the sand where you can lay down, relax and let the soft sounds of the gentle waves as they kiss the shore…

NO! You cannot do that because all of a sudden here comes a huge tractor pulling a sand cleaning machine and the operator has his earplugs on and probably listening to heavy metal at 11! So you better «Run for Your Life if you can…» (as The Beatles said), or he’s going to roll right over you. Did you know that the Miami Beach Police Department has run over two sunbathers on the sand? Yes they did, killing one French tourist. Check it out: https://floridajustice.com/floridas-little-secret-government-vehicles-running-sunbathers/#:~:text=27%2Dyear%2Dold%2C%20Stephanie,often%20used%20by%20police%20vehicles.

Anyways, I leave you with a picture of one of our…their…local critters, the iguanas. Lamentably the City of Miami Beach destroyed their habitats back in 2016 when they cut down dozens of trees along Indian Creek Drive. The poor iguanas were decimated but some still survived and this morning I saw one eating a banana, like a monkey!

Until the next chapter, I hope you guys have a lovely day, after all it is Thursday, the «middle of the week», a night to begin your weekend festivities so go hit that bar across the street and order your first gin tonic!

Cheers…

(On the sand after the tractors have passed, you see the tire tracks? Photo property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València)

Poema: “Por peteneras” (Euro-Ku)

(Proto JaZzArT, FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios València. Derechos Reservados)

El resplandor desplaza nubes grises y lamentos.

Las peteneras bailan sobre sal,

la sal que del salero de lo eterno ha vuelto ahora a cantar.

C.2022, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 28/04/2022, Miami Beach, Florida, EEUU