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We’ll See Each Other at ARCO (As If It Could Be Any Other Way)
Despite what they say, the ARCO week-long art fair still makes Spain’s capital the big attraction for art professionals and everyone in the country who prides himself on being an art enthusiast. Agreed, it’s just a fair but it has always been something more than that, at least in Spain.
Read more...Confusion is Art: Sonic Youth in Madrid
Photo: Martí Perarnau
The opening of the exhibition SONIC YOUTH etc: Sensational Fix could not have displayed more coherence with the band’s mythology. In the foyer of the first floor of the Centro de Arte 2 de Mayo (CA2M), based in Móstoles (Madrid), a pendulum-like electric guitar swung, slightly precariously, over the heads of the visitors. The members of the band, Lee Ranaldo and Steve Shelley, along with the Flamenco singer Enrique Morente –who claimed not to know what was going to happen in the impromptu concert until just before he arrived– turned this “welcome performance” into a stimulating and innovative fusion of rock, flamenco and classical music, the latter being represented only by a cello bow, which did not survive its wild encounter with the electric jolts of Ranaldo’s guitar.
Read more...Submerged Narrative. On Locuela, by Carlos Labbé
As can be confirmed by anyone who reads them, Carlos Labbé’s novels are unusual narratives which seem to be constructed around the confusion and feverish discourse of people undergoing extreme situations, presented from the limits of good sense and alienation. It is usual for a perfunctory reading of any of the three, published as “conventional” books until now –long although very interesting, where he spoke about his experiments in the medium of the internet -, namely: Libro de plumas (Ediciones B, Chile, 2004), Navidad y Matanza (Periférica, 2007) and the recently published Locuela (Periférica, 2009), to produce the idea of a twisted, crazy narration, more centred around the text, from tectus (fabric), than on the framework of the story that serves as an excuse for the novel; Labbé’s narrative, ultimately, consciously breaks with the conventional idea we have of a narration. In other words, he is perfectly aware of the fact that the surface of the narrative, the discourse, is what makes up its existence and in itself gives it entity. Putting it another way so that we may understand it better: a novel is not the story it tells, but the discourse that the author generates around that story.
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