concert

Tonight I went to this concert: http://www.hancher.uiowa.edu/events05/eighth.html

Though Golijov's Ayre was quite impressive, I was more moved by the simple songs of Gustavo Santaolalla, the Argentinian guitarist who wrote the music for The Motorcycle Diaries. He's got an unusual voice, and uses it to great effect. One song "Porque?" really struck a chord, and I checked the translation afterwards: "Something is gone that was never born. Why?"
Ah.
I couldn't get through The Motorcycle Diaries, when I tried to rent it, because it had a love story. I cannot watch any movie, right now, where people even kiss. I've got Rebel without a Cause at home right now, and I'm loving the action sequences, but then the damn fools fall in love, and I had to turn it off. What a waste of $1.99. I managed to get through a new, longer version of The Outsiders last weekend, but with difficulty, and several beers. Now, mind you, there's no love story there, but at one point one brother puts his arms around the other before they go to sleep, and I just lost it. Oh well. I just wake up, do stuff, go to bed, and eventually, I'll get some kind of healing. I just wish I didn't know the address to his damn blog.