This Thursday Scotland will be voting on a referendum to secede from the UK, and on Last Week Tonight, John Oliver broke down both sides of the debate in a segment that's full of references to haggis, Nessie, bagpipe music, and a special visit at the end from Scotland's national animal.
"The server comes over to your table after you've finished your cheesecake, carrying a deck of cards. He or she asks you to cut it and pick any card. Each of the cards has a different chocolate flavor on it, such as lime or raspberry. The waiter then asks you to flip over your cheesecake plate – and there, right in front of you, is a chocolate that corresponds to your card.
Redditor ShavenRaven writes, "People kept commenting on how much hair our baby son has, so naturally this was the next step."
They're appropriate for different developmental steps. He should start out as a mad scientist (we all go through that awkward stage), then have a rebellious year with the surfer haircut, then sell out and become a greasy banker.
Finally, he should stop caring and become the creepy old man, who looks like the happiest guy in this photo.
... us fiftysomethings? We're the pierced and tattooed, shorts-wearing, skunk-smoking, OxyContin-popping, neurotic dickheads who've presided over the commoditisation of the counterculture; we're the ones who took the avant-garde and turned it into a successful rearguard action by the flying columns of capitalism's blitzkrieg; we're the twats who sat there saying that there was no distinction between high and popular culture, and that adverts should be considered as an art form; we're the idiots who scrumped the golden apples from the Tree of Jobs until our bellies swelled and we jetted slurry from our dickhead arseholes – slurry we claimed was "cultural criticism".
Earlier this summer Ben Stiller confirmed that he was "actively" working on the long-rumored Zoolander sequel, and it looks like Mugatu has confirmed his own involvement in the sequel too. According to Slash Film, Will Ferrell was recently asked about the sequel in an interview and said "We are actually supposed to do a read-through of a sequel script soon, and Mugatu is a part of it." Justin Theroux, who played the evil DJ in the original film and was initially set to write and direct the sequel, also confirmed news of the script last month with Vulture, saying that "it looks like it actually might be starting to get up and running." Theroux also said that directing duties will likely go to Stiller due to his own scheduling conflicts, which he added "would be awesome."
Last year, Stiller dropped some hints on the Zoolander 2 plot as "about how the fashion world moves so quickly," with the film starting "at a time when the whole world has moved on from Derek and Hansel because they're so ancient history." Slash Film reports that the sequel could be set in Europe with "Hansel experiencing 'hard times' after suffering a 'disfiguring injury' a la Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky." In any case, this is the most promising Zoolander 2 news yet short of David Duchovny announcing his return as the wise hand model J.P. Prewitt.
Online readers may have a harder time remembering news stories than print readers, according to a recent study from the University of Houston.
The study got two groups of university students to read the news and recall what they read. For 20 minutes, one group of 25 read a hardcopy of the New York Times, while another 20 read the newspaper's online version. Both groups were required to abstain from the news for the day until the study session, and participants weren't told that they would be tested on their recollection of what they read.
The results: although both groups read similar amounts, print readers remembered an average of 4.24 news stories, while online readers recalled an average of 3.35 stories.
What explains the difference? For one, readers might go into online news with different expectations. "The nature of the Web as a medium that has subsumed virtually all others makes it a site for a variety of uses, including commerce, communication, gaming, and of course, news," lead author Arthur Santana said in a statement. "The print newspaper, however, is generally dedicated mostly to news, thus in choosing a particular medium, users bring preformed attitudes about what to expect."
There are dozens of other factors as well. Among them, the design — print tends to be more rigid, while online layouts are ever-changing — could play a role. And online stories tend to have more visuals and big ads, which could act as distractions for readers.
As a result, online readers might be more likely to scan stories, while print readers are perhaps more methodical.
Whatever the explanation, chances are you'd remember more of it if it was in print.
Big thanks to the sweet and willing men who helped with this piece.
1. Mark, 29. One of my exes would make little sounds when she was happy, that I knew she wouldn’t ever make in public because they were kind of funny. Or she would say things with a certain funny lilt that signaled that she was in her element in the relationship, that we were sort of synced. I think she didn’t notice it but I noticed it every time and sort of got trained to do stuff to elicit reactions like that, because I liked it so much.
2. Andrew, 22. A girl I was dating insisted on touching feet to say goodnight no matter what. No matter how tired we were or if we were at odds with each other. I remember one time, we had this really stupid argument and were laying in bed, backs facing each other. I really thought it was gonna be the first time ever we didn’t touch feet, and right when I turned the light off, I felt her foot sneak over and graze mine.
3. John, 25. Giving me a kiss goodnight when she thinks I’m asleep but I’m not.
4. Erik, 30. Surprising me for no reason, especially at the office, and especially especially with cookies she brought to share with my coworkers. It’s not just that she’s thinking of me, she’s thinking of everybody in my life as well.
5. Nial, 34. When she makes my friends laugh.
6. Michael, 27. She had this system for dish towels that she was really concerned with keeping in order, that I could never understand. There was a dishtowel for drying your hands, one for wiping up spills, one for totally clean stuff like using to pick up a hot pan, or whatever. She had them in different places in the kitchen. Whenever I would accidentally use one of the towels for something other than its intended use, she’d get minorly upset. I always thought it was so funny.
7. Brandon, 33. Mid-day “thinking of you” texts. (Especially when they’re a little NSFW.)
8. Kory, 25. She doesn’t do it a lot, but when she insists on reading something out loud to me. It’s cute.
9. Nick, 24. When she leaves me a cup of coffee on the counter before she goes to work, with cream and sugar and everything.
10. Stephen, 28. When she brings up a very small detail that I once mentioned in passing very matter-of-factly, as though she takes everything I say genuinely and seriously. (And more important, that she listens, even to the small, stupid stuff.)
11. Joe, 27. One of my exes insisted that we take showers together most of the time, and she would shave me (my face.) Whenever she needed me to move my face so that she could get to a tough spot she would unintentionally make the face herself so I could mimic it.
12. Rob, 32. When she gives me a really sincere, soft, slow kiss, and pulls back and just looks at me kind of speechlessly, and I know that she really meant it. Guys often get chalked up as being sex-driven emotionless jerks, so people find it surprising when we get romantic in bed… but to be honest, it’s just as surprising (and absolutely gut-melting) when a girl does too.
13. Holden, 23. She let me cry on her shoulder in my car after I found out some particularly heartbreaking news about my family.
14. Matt, 25. When I see her glancing at me in the grocery store or over dinner or while doing the dishes, and she was giving me that ‘I love you’ look in the most objectively unromantic context. We’re always supposed to be bending over backwards to show that we love someone, but really all it takes is that look, you know the one.
15. Kyle, 28. We were living together. One day a week she would make me leave the apartment all day because she had to have “her cleaning day.” In the beginning, sometimes I couldn’t leave the apartment because I had urgent work on my computer or whatever. So I shut the door and she started “her cleaning day” by turning up the stereo FULL BLAST on music I’ve NEVER heard her listen to, and begins stomping around. At the time I was like “omg what is this shit, turn it down” and she got upset and was like, “that’s why I asked you for this day.” We listened to music a lot together, and the music was so unlike the stuff we listened to. In combination with the fact that she had it turned all the way up, I thought it was so cute.
16. Brian, 26. Watching her get ready for any event. She doesn’t let it happen too often, but every once in a while, she’ll accidentally leave the door open and I’ll steal glances. She’s just so methodical about it, it blows my mind. She’s so beautiful done up or not, but to watch her put that effort in with every hope that I’ll say “Wow, you look amazing” is the best.
17. Brody, 33. My ex and I lived an hour and a half a part the first year she was in grad school. She would drive to see me every weekend or I would go to her. Right before one of us had to leave, she’d leave me a little note in my pocket to find later telling me she loved me or she would buy me a card for no reason with a little message and put it somewhere for me to find. It was really sweet.
“I see it in videos and imagine it’d be really hot, but I’m too reserved to request it and my boyfriend isn’t the type to ask if he can do something like that.”
Rape fantasy.
“I would never tell my boyfriend this because it’s so uncomfortable, but sometimes when I’m touching myself I think about him taking me by force. Like if I said no and he kept going any way because he’s so confident that I want him and find him sexy. It would be really fun to role play, but I couldn’t handle my embarrassment if he thought I was a freak for getting off on what is for many a very tragic thing.”
Having a threesome with another woman, but having all the attention on me.
“I feel like if I told my boyfriend that we should have a threesome, he’d be so into the other woman that I’d be totally fucked (but not in a good way). I wouldn’t know how to say that I want a threesome, but I want all the attention to be focused on me. However, the idea of a man and a woman making it their chief responsibility to pleasure me, oh my god, I’m honestly getting wet just thinking about it.”
Being dominated.
“Almost all my relationships are somewhat traditional in the gender roles sense, but I’ve never expressed to a guy how much I truly want him to dominate me. Like, I want him to do whatever he wants with me. It turns me on so much when my boyfriend even hints at this — I’m like yes! Take control! I want him to be so into sex that he doesn’t think about being gentle and kind, he just gives in to his animal impulse.”
Having a threesome with another man.
“Having sex while giving a blow job ranks up there as my absolute top, top, top fantasy. But, I never say anything to a guy I’m dating because I don’t think they’d be into it or I feel dirty for even wanting it, but all my fantasies when I masturbate are of two men at a time in the kinkiest way possible. Even writing that makes me embarrassed!”
Having their boyfriend watch them with another man.
“I don’t know, maybe because I’m really into voyeurism, having my boyfriend watch me with someone else is the biggest turn on. But I for sure think my boyfriend would be really freaked out if I told him this. I think guys are just less into this kind of situation, but maybe I’m wrong? It would be awesome if I was wrong, because this is all I get off on at this point.”
Having sex alone with a woman.
“I’m in a committed relationship, but my fantasy is to explore a woman alone. I watch girl on girl porn, but it’s definitely not enough to satisfy my desire to be with a woman. I just feel like a woman would know exactly where to touch because she knows what turns her on. But, how could I ever tell my boyfriend that I want to pretty much cheat on him… and with a WOMAN?”
Being taken advantage of.
“I know it’s not PC but if a guy ever like… requested I sleep with him to get a job or like, a guy in a power position tried to take advantage of me… it’s a pretty big turn on. I like the idea of not being in control like that.”
Swing with another couple.
“Maybe this is a normal thing with some couples, but I know my husband would be so not into this. I am almost to the point that I want to do this so bad that I will risk my marriage falling apart by saying what I want. If my husband isn’t into it, I guess I’ll have to find someone else that will be into it. I know that sounds bad, but I only live once!”
Public sex.
“My husband is super conservative and proper. His industry is that way — I even got rid of my Twitter because it made him nervous. I could never tell him that what I’m dying to try is having sex somewhere semi-public. The idea of people watching us or potentially getting caught is such a turn on. I’m considering getting him to have sex with me over his lunch break and scheduling some kind of utility or repair person to come over and “totally forgetting” about it.”
Seeing their boyfriend with another man.
“All I want to see is a hot guy going down on my boyfriend. This is all I want in this life!! I’m never going to get it, because I’m way too much of a pussy to ever tell anyone except some randoms on the internet.”
Dominating a man.
“A weak guy is never sexy in my book, I hate ones that roll over when I tell them to do something. But occasionally I do this in bed, I grab a guy’s hair and pull his head down to my pussy — and he just submits to me and it’s so freaking hot. I feel like I am a sex goddess and I’m so hot that he’ll do anything I want.”
Having an affair, Diane Lane style.
“Elicit, off-limits sex with a person I’m not supposed to be with? Fucking hottest thing ever.”
Being with a much, much younger man, like almost underage and teaching him about how to please a woman.
“As I get closer to 30 I’m trying to get the last few things off my “hit list” and obviously they all have to do with things I don’t think I’ll get to do after I settle down with a guy. One of them was being with a much older man, which I did, but I also want to be with a guy who is like 19 and (probably) clueless and just very excited to be having sex. I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 22 so I’ve never been with someone that’s very new to it.”
Squirting.
“I was thinking the other day that I should leave open a porn video of a girl squirting so that my boyfriend would get the hint. It just feels so weird to have to tell him that I want this. Who wouldn’t want to squirt? At this point, I would send my boyfriend to squirting lessons so he can do this for me.”
Anal.
“Have you ever seen the episode of Sex and the City where Charlotte’s boyfriend wants her to do anal? It’s honestly exactly like real life. It’s something I’m curious to try but like she says, ‘you don’t marry the butt girl.’”
Punishment sex.
“I don’t know why this is the biggest turn on for me, but I want to be in pain. Spanked till I’m so red I can’t walk. Scratching until my blood is drawn. I’ve had this fantasy since I was young and have never had it fulfilled because it freaks me the fuck out that I even like this shit.”
Older men.
“I’m really into somewhat older men. Not like, 70s, 80s, but a rusted, weathered looking father is so attractive to me. It just makes me curious because surely they’ve had enough experience to show me things I hadn’t previously seen or felt.”
Having an anonymous encounter with someone and never knowing their name, just pure sex no strings attached for real.
“For obvious reasons, I couldn’t tell my boyfriend about this fantasy, but fuck, if we ever break up, I am doing this immediately because, since being in a long-term relationship and not having sexual freedom, this is all I think about. Just meeting some random person and fucking until we are both spent and then never even exchanging names. God, that’s so hot.”
“In our relationship I feel like I have to initiate EVERYTHING. It’s exhausting. Sometimes there’s not even room for me to tell if she’s really enjoying herself because she always wants me to be in charge. I think she wouldn’t find this sexy, but I would love nothing more than to lay back for once and do what SHE tells me to do. I want her to be in charge and use my body however she wants to to get herself off.”
I want her to call me Daddy.
“I would NEVER, EVER tell my girlfriend this, but I really, really want her to call me Daddy during sex. I’m not a pedophile, my girlfriend is actually a few months older than me. But something about this hits deep inside, some kind of animal instinct, it turns me on like no other.
I want my girlfriend to sit on my face.
“I have shared this fantasy with a few girlfriends in the past and since I got the same (negative) response with all of them I haven’t bothered to bring it up to my current gf. I want a girl to sit on my face so I can eat her out, it’s messy, sure, but I like that. I want it to be messy and feel a little bit suffocated and out of control.”
I want to make her have sex with one of my friends.
“Not only would I never ask my girlfriend to actually do this, I won’t even joke about it with friends when we’re bragging about the sex shit we’ve done. But I want my girlfriend to have sex with one of my friends while I watch. I don’t even want to participate I just want to tell her to do it and enjoy watching.”
I want her to lay on her back on the bed with her head hanging off the edge, and get oral like that.
“I’ve seen it and I’ve read it and I’ve asked just about every girl I hooked up with to try it — only one said yes and it was the best oral of my life. Now I’m married, and it’s just not the kind of thing you ask your wife to do, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t want the “best” of anything I do in bed to be behind me. I really want to do this, I just don’t think she will say yes or enjoy it even if she does. It’s to the point where I’m thinking about putting an ad on Craiglist to just do it again and get it over with.”
Anal.
“The only regret I have about getting married young is that I wasn’t with more adventurous women before I settled down. Now I will never know what anal is like. I haven’t asked my wife for it but I’ve asked her for much tamer things and she’s just not interested in trying new things. I really want to see how this feels.”
Squirting.
“I want to make a girl squirt, it’s like a sense of accomplishment for me as a man. But I’ve learned that it takes female cooperation and females do not like to cooperate. Squirting for them feels amazing but they don’t like to do it because they are too shy. I don’t get it. If a girl could make me have some insane orgasm I’d be super thankful.”
Public sex.
“I want to take my girlfriend to a sex club and fuck her while a bunch of people watch. It’s a compliment, I want them to see how hot she is and be proud that I landed her. But the girl I’m with is a conservative lawyer, she’d never go for it.”
I’m secretly turned on by the thought of impregnating her.
“I suffered an injury in Iraq that left me totally healthy down there, except that I probably won’t be able to have kids. I’m extremely sensitive about it, and as a result I developed a kind of fetish about not using condoms and getting a girl pregnant. I’ve haven’t seriously dated someone since this started so it’s super frustrating to have to use condoms every single time I have sex. All I want to do is tell them about it and try it one time, I would cum so hard, but I’m pretty sure they’ll think I’m a freak.”
I want her to be more submissive.
“My girlfriend is a feminist, and I am too — I don’t believe that’s at odds with having some roleplay fun in the bedroom — but I’ll never tell her I want to roleplay domination/submission stuff because I think she’ll think I’m like, a depraved misogynist. It’s not like that, I love and respect her, it’s just really, really fucking hot to think about fucking hard her with my hand on her throat.”
1. Kelly, 25. When I was in undergrad I was sleeping with one of my professor’s assistants. He was really hot and extremely successful and I was just sort of a 19 year old mess still learning how to have sex. Because he knew I was so young and undeserving of his attention he would make me wear a collar and leash and crawl around in his office while he told me commands. He used to make me beg for his dick and when he decided I was worthy of it he would rub the tip of his penis against my lips and slap it against my face, finally letting me taste it after awhile. It was so fucked up but also really hot. We would play games like that for a few months til he found another undergrad to boss around. I still think about him from time to time.
2. Karissa, 23. I’m someone that secretly loves to fantasize about my boyfriend having sex with other women in front of me so when I finally told my ex about what I wanted he got really into it. Maybe too into it. When we would go out he would tell me about girls he thought were attractive and I would tell him what I wanted him to do to them. Eventually though, he started telling me about why those girls were better than me – physically, sexually, etc. He would go over and talk to them, flirt with them, sometimes exchange numbers. Then he would come back and tell me about it. I can’t explain it but something about him finding better women to fuck was a major turn on. Eventually though, it got to be too much and I had to break up with him. Great sex but not a healthy relationship.
3. Jessica, 29. Being on the end of a bukkake. That was seriously one of the most sexually exciting times of my life. I could never ever tell my now boyfriend about it.
4. David, 26. My friend’s mom used to fuck me when I would come over and visit in the summers during college. She was smoking hot for being in her 50s. She was one of those high society types – very well known in her community, donated a lot of local charities, was always in the newspapers for doing something. Anyway, when we would have sex she would tell me what a piece of shit I was and how I was lucky to be having sex with someone as prominent as her.
5. Brian, 30. I used to be a huge man whore in college. I was experimenting sexually and would fuck anything that came along. I didn’t have a lot of confidence (obviously) and would let people do whatever they wanted to me. The frat guys learned about this and they would take turns making me suck their dicks. Ugh, it was a shameful time but I actually got off on being used.
6. Stephanie, 22. I let a guy I met one a first date take nudes of me and film himself fucking me in the bar bathroom so he could send it to his friends.
7. Chris, 25. I let my girlfriend have sex with other guys in front of me at parties or wherever. While she was getting banged she would look me in the eye and tell me how the guy’s dick was was bigger than mine. I hated it and also loved it at the same time.
8. Lizzie, 23. I was with a guy for 8 months when we decided to experiment more in the bedroom. He would tie me up, put a porno on, and make me watch him while he jacked off.
9. Tina, 25. My ex-fiance had a fetish for facials. Well, for cumming anywhere basically. He got off the hardest when he could cum on my face or tits or ass. I loved pleasing him but I’ve never let any guy since do that.
10. Michael, 31. I’m admittedly into water sports. I love being peed on or when a girl orgasms and accidentally pees herself. That’s so hot. It’s even better if she is actively pissing on me while saying some dirty shit.
11. Craig, 24. I’ve always loved when a woman just has her way with me whenever she wants it. Like if I’m dating a girl and she comes home and immediately starts playing with me with no regard to what I’m doing or what I have planned, that’s great.
12. Lisa, 33. I loved being called names in bed – whore, slut, cum slut, etc but it’s really hard to find guys who will actually use these names. Even if I ask for the guy to use that kind of language they feel like theyre doing something wrong. They don’t get that it’s one of the easiest ways to turn me on.
13. Melissa, 27. I broke up with my boyfriend and was super horny, just wanted someone for the night. I decided to meet up with this guy from Craigslist. He was not my type at all and way less attractive than the guys I usually date but he had a huge penis. And surprisingly, he was extremely talented in the sack. We went to dinner at Finleys (his choice) and then I let him do whatever he wanted to me that night. I never called him again. I was just too embarrassed to date him or see him ever again. No one knows I ever had sex with him, let alone met a stranger off of Craigslist for sex.
14. Krista, 29. My ex-boyfriend loved fantasizing about people watching us. One night we were at a house party and we were dancing downstairs in a basement. Everyone was body to body, super sweaty, and just having a good time.. We were high on molly and he was grinding up against me. I was wearing a skirt and he kept sneaking touches underneath, trying to feel how wet I was. I think everyone was really high or drunk at that point and not really paying attention so I let him slide it in. We fucked for a few minutes and then I had to tell him to stop. I was just worried I’d see someone I knew or we would get in trouble. I guess this isn’t necessarily sexually degrading but it was something I would usually never ever do. It was fun though. Probably wouldn’t do it again unless I was on molly and in a similar environment.
15. TJ, 26. My girlfriend used to be a dominatrix in Chicago and sometimes I let her act out the things she used to do with her clients. We’ve experimented with all sorts of BDSM. Her favorite thing is making me dress up in women’s clothes and put on makeup. It’s fucked up but it gets her off so I’m cool with it.
16. Randy, 34. I used to have sex with a girl when I was college because she worked at Olive Garden and would hook me up with free food all the time. She was someone I wouldn’t ever seriously date or be attracted to but I was broke and on food stamps so we’d hook up like once a week and she’d let me come in and get whatever I wanted.
17. Erin, 22. My boyfriend is the total definition of a Dom but none of that 50 Shades of Grey crap. He doesn’t have any mental or mommy issues I have to deal with. He’s a little bit older than me and loves how naturally submissive I am. He makes me wear certain clothes or outfits depending on where we go. If he texts me during the day and I’m at a store or restaurant he makes me go to the bathroom and send him a text of the panties I’m wearing. He has nicknames for me most people would think is degrading but I don’t know, I just think it’s fun.
Wizards and sorcerers have a long, storied tradition within rock & roll — well, not really. Fantasy was largely introduced into rock via the twin titans of ’70s heavy rock, Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin, but their heaviosity isn’t always heard on the obscurities that comprise Numero’s ridiculous and fun 2014 compilation Darkscorch Chronicles.
Many of the bands here were residents of the hinterlands of middle America, with the rest hailing from the south (the only exception being Hellstorm, who are also the only African-American band here, and Triton Warrior, who come from Toronto, which is close enough to Detroit to almost count as Midwestern), and they’re united by one thing: they consumed all those weird, loud sounds in private, often aided by bushels of dope, so they wound…
…up regurgitating this foreboding noise in idiosyncratic ways. Dungeons & Dragons isn’t a touchstone — the game didn’t debut until 1974, well after most of this was recorded — so their notions of middle earth came straight from J.R.R. Tolkien or perhaps Zeppelin, who sang of the darkest depths of Mordor without ever suggesting the entirety of Middle Earth. The bands on Darkscorch Chronicles also suffer from solipsism, but that’s their charm. Long before swords, sorcery, demons, and Marshall amps became commonplace in suburban garages, these bands pioneered heavy evil, recycling Cream and Deep Purple riffs without seemingly being conscious of their thievery, carried away on the volume and ballast of their overdriven noise. If the music isn’t great — this was garage rock where there was no emphasis on hooks or melody, so it’s only immediate in its attack, not its form — it’s always forceful, which is a large part of its appeal. These are bands where the point was the playing, not the song, and what’s interesting is how these 16 acts adhere to a sound but never echo each other. This is true American weirdness, a collection of groups that followed the zeitgeist without being aware of each other, and the remarkable thing about Darkscorch Chronicles is how it emphasizes this underground strain in America without ever mocking it. This was a weird time, and it sounds even weirder all these years later.
O que hoxe presento en Capítulo Cero é algo excepcional e marabilloso. Dous poemas populares compostos en momentos recentes do século XX que narran dous acontecementos significativos na Ría de Arousa: a aparición de baleas nos portos de Escarabote e do Bodión, ambos os dous en Boiro, e o comportamento dos habitantes da ría, tanto labregos como mariñeiros, ante un fenómeno tan singular. Tede en conta que na Arousa, a diferencia doutros portos do litoral galego, non había ningunha compañía baleeira, así que para moita xente, ver estes enormes mamíferos mariños era un acontecemento digno de ser lembrado, ou mesmo de ficar fixado na toponimia (Punta Ladiña / Praia da Balea na Pobra do Caramiñal).
Teño que agradecerlle a meu pai, Manuel Gago Pérez, a sorprendente e magnífica investigación que está a levar a cabo, recuperando a memoria oral dos pequenos portos da Ría de Arousa. Del, e das xentes que os conservaron na memoria, son os méritos de que hoxe poidamos publicar isto aquí.
A primeira das coplas refírese a unha balea que bateu contra as pedras do peirao do Bodión (Boiro), onde hoxe está a fábrica de JEALSA. Contan que a balea ficou atrancada e viñan xentes de toda a contorna para vela. Habían que saltaba riba dela e xogaba, e a memoria estira a permanencia do animal, que de acordo con esta lenda aguantaría anos no porto. A señora Lola (a Cuca) de Ferreiros lémbrase de fragmentos do poema que hoxe podemos publicar aquí:
Xa vos direi mais tarde
o que lle ocorre a Barreiro,
non lle quixo dala carne
os vecinos de Abanqueiro.
Xa veredes vos agora
a Praia do Bodión
qué bonito queda o ancoradoiro
coa graxa do xibarrón.
Uns dín que é unha balea
outros un xibarro
quen levou un saco dela
foi Cachiñas de Graso.
O señor Agustín viña
na procura dunha rebanada
non tiña onde levala,
lévalla a neta na faldra.
Acudiron de Cespón,
de Bealo e Taragoña
para matar a Balea
todos traían lagoña.
Decían os mariñeiros
aí ven un barco de guerra!
E cando varou na praia
resultou ser unha balea.
Andades mortos de pena.
Seica vos chegou o cheiro
que traía a balea?
Outros veciños da zona aclararon que seica chegaron traballadores das baleeiras da Costa da Morte, e levárona para o aserradoiro do señor Figueiras, onde a descuartizaron e cortárona en toros para levala de volta á factoría.
Outra balea que xenerou un auténtico acontecemento foi a que embarrancou en Peralto (Escarabote), e aínda debía estar viva. Queda a memoria dela en señores e señoras moi maiores que era nnenos cando o viron, e as coplas que se inventaron valeron para preservar esta memoria. O poema chegou moi mutilado a nós, pero chegou. A señora María Treus, dos Casais de Graso, lémbraa porque xa que ela era da aldea da Madanela, cando tiña que baixar á Vila (a Pobra do Caramiñal) a vender os produtos da horta íaa cantando, coas outras nenas, polo camiño. A copla completouse cos recordos de Tareixa Abuín, axudada polo seu home Bieito López.
Aquí vamos a cantar
Escoitade esta gran cousa
Un peixe de vinte metros
Entrou na ría da Arousa
Dixemos os mariñeiros
Aí ven un barco de guerra
Cando varou na praia
Vimos que era unha balea
Eran as catro da tarde
oéuse unha ghritaría
que lle foran acudir
que a balea os comía.
Mátala, mátala
no la puedo matar
¡qué dientes, qué ojos
tiene el animal!
Acudiron de Rianxo
Cespón e Taragoña
Para matala a balea
Todos traían a lagoña.
Viñeron de San Isidro
De Gonderande e Lesón
Para matar a balea
Todos traían arpón.
Nin valeron as lagoñas
Nin valeron os arpóns
Que quen matou a balea
Foi un tal José Ramón.
Mátala, mátala
no la puedo matar
¡qué dientes, qué ojos
tiene el animal!
Ven unha muller moi gorda
Que vive alá en San Paio
E quere cincoenta quilos
Se mos dades polo rabo.
Pa levar nun feixe
Foi pedir un cabestro
E tanto quixo cargar
Que hasta lle rompeu o cesto
Comeron peixe sen conto
Ela e mailo seu señor
Ala polo medio da noite
Chamaron polo doutor.
Mátala, mátala
no la puedo matar
¡qué dientes, qué ojos
tiene el animal!
Fican medio perdidos algúns versos, como que un home da Vila algo facía á balea, mentres que outros facían referencia a que os “zapatazos” (coletazos) que daba o animal eran tan fortes que os salseiros do mar chegaban ao campanario da igrexa da Madanela. A historia é enormemente literaria, ata na súa confección: o autor parece ser que foi o señor Abelardo o Tatano da Angustia, que era analfabeto. Entón, como facía as coplas? Cada vez que lle viña a inspiraión, chamaba pola muller para que llas escribira sen importarlle se eran as tres da tarde ou as dúas da mañá. Haiche cousas que non poden esperar. A señora sabíao e ía con lápis e papel para a mesiña de noite. A composición circulaba en papeis e na palabra da xente, e mesmo chegou a competir nunha sorte de certame na Coruña.
Os dous textos, como vedes, son unha xoia para comprender os mecanismos da memoria a través da tradición oral. Se vos fixades, todo está pensado para que a memoria sexa preservada: desde a rima ata a repetición de recursos nas dúas composicións. Pero hai elementos singularmente valiosos a nivel antropolóxico, como é o feito de que sexan os labradores e non os mariñeiros os que baixen a saquear a carne da balea. A copla, composta por mariñeiros, encaixa coa tensión social que eu teño detectado en recompilacións de tradición oral no Barbanza: a caracterización ridiculizada do outro grupo social e económico. A paisaxe, con ducias de persoas saqueando a carne destes xigantes do mar, debeu ser similar durante centos ou miles de anos da historia arousá.
Lo decía el otro día al hablar de ‘Locke & Key’ y no tengo reparo alguno en repetirme: hoy por hoy, lo que el panorama de editoriales independientes estadounidenses es capaz de ofrecer (bueno, las independientes e Image) está muy por encima de los vanos y repetitivos esfuerzos en los que, mes a mes, incurren las dos grandes. Es algo que uno puede corroborar asomándose a las páginas del Previews atendiendo a la gran cantidad de productos de gran atractivo que ofrecen sellos como IDW, la citada Image, Oni Press o Dynamite Entertainment, casa bajo la que se publicaba este ‘Inaudito’ que hoy ocupa nuestro tiempo y que, a no ser que sus responsables lo terminen arruinando, se plantea como digna heredera de esa incomensurable serie pergeñada por Ed Brubaker y Sean Phillips que fue ‘Sleeper’; no en vano las portadas originales de las grapas fueron realizadas por éste último, indicativo claro de a qué quiere aspirar esta nueva cabecera.
Pero las similitudes del trabajo de Andy Diggle y Aaron Campbell con las dos “temporadas” que compusieron ese magistral trabajo de un tándem que sigue dándonos satisfacciones con sus colaboraciones (la última, al menos en castellano, esa ‘Fatale’ de la que hablábamos no hace mucho) van más allá de la pura casualida “portadística”, y mucho aprendizaje del citado título se puede encontrar tanto en los guiones del británico como en los dibujos de un artista que hereda sin caer en la copia literal los refinados modos narrativos de Phillips. La conjunción de ambos valores da como resultado un tebeo de género negro mezclado con tintes de ciencia-ficción sobria que, de nuevo, a la manera de ‘Sleeper’ atrapa al lector en sus redes desde casi la primera página y lo mantiene en vilo hasta su sorprendente cliffhanger.
Cierto es que, debido a la intensidad y brevedad de este primer arco argumental, lo que ‘Inaudito’ termina ofreciendo queda más anclado al terreno de las promesas y la grandeza de lo que está por venir que a las realidades que se plasman a lo largo de sus 160 páginas; pero eso no quita, ni mucho menos, para que este relato de individuos con habilidades fuera de lo normal, corporaciones que quieren hacerse con ellas y el peligroso juego que esto plantea se posicione, ya lo apuntaba en el párrafo anterior, como un poderoso reclamo para el lector amante del buen cómic —da igual el género que sea—, ese bien dibujado y mejor escrito que, como muchas veces hemos afirmado en estas líneas, deja con ganas de mucho más.
Inaudito. Volumen uno: temporada de fantasmas hambrientos
La revista Dolmen y las Jornadas de Avilés han entregado, una vez más, los Premios de la Crítica. Reproducimos la nota de prensa con el listado de ganadores de la edición de 2014
Como es habitual, el pasado sábado 13 de septiembre se dieron a conocer durante la ceremonia de clausura de las Jornadas de Avilés los resultados de los Premios de la Crítica, compuesta por los críticos y estudiosos relacionados con los medios de comunicación especializados en el mundo del cómic de nuestro país.
Los ganadores en esta ocasión en las distintas categorías fueron:
Mejor Guionista Nacional
Paco Roca por Los Surcos del Azar
Mejor obra extranjera
Saga
Mejor obra nacional
Los Surcos del Azar
Mejor Obra Teórica
A la sombra de Corto
A una carrera extranjera
Jiro Taniguchi
A una carrera nacional
Kim
Felicidades a los ganadores y hasta el año que viene.
Cada cual hace por lo suyo lo que puede. Es algo que saben muy bien en, por ejemplo, TeleCinco, que andan tan necesitados de audiencia para Ana Rosa que lo mismo la mandan de paseo por el mundo que la meten en una falsa disputa con otro programa -que va igual de mal- de la cadena, que así es como han aprendido allí a ganar en audiencia al de delante. Y así, una vez líder, que el director del programa se pueda ir a subdirigir informativos a otra cadena.
De modo que cuando la televisión pública decide entrevistar a Ana Obregón -por motivos que desconozco- y esta suelta (minuto 6:28 del primer vídeo) que ha habido una noticia “que ha dado la vuelta al mundo” -que no- y “que aquí no se ha contado” -que vale- pero, sobre todo: “Ana y los 7 en este momento, en Estados Unidos, que han echado la adaptación, el remake, que compró Televisa, es número uno de audiencia por encima de los networks americanos. Quiere decir, por encima de la NBC, de la ABC, de series como Homeland y tal.”
Que uno puede pensar que es cosa de su manera de expresarse. Al fin y al cabo dice que España necesita Positivismo, con lo que sospecho que Comte y Saint-Simon aún no se habrán recuperado allá donde estén.
Pero volvamos a lo que comentaba Obregón. Y comenzaré explicando lo del remake. Televisa compró los derechos para adaptar la serie -que debían ser más baratos que los de La niñera- para adaptarlo al mercado mexicano en formato telenovela y estrenarla en su El canal de las estrellas con el nombre de Mi corazón es tuyo. No es realmente tan extraño, muchas series se compran para adaptarse en uno u otro país y esta misma tuvo ya una nueva versión, conservando el nombre, eso sí, hace poco más de un lustro en Chile. El programa se emite con éxito en México, ha logrado grandes datos e incluso en alguna ocasión ha sido la telenovela más vista de la semana. De manera que era lógico que decidieran llevarlo a USA.
Allí cuenta con una plataforma enorme de la que alguna vez hemos hablado: Univisión. Una televisión en abierto o network que llega a casi todos los hogares pero a la que nadie suele hacer demasiado caso fundamentalmente porque tiende a emitir en español. Pese a que regularmente supera a las networks tradicionales no es mucho el interés que suele despertar, concedámosle eso a Obregón. Pero sigamos, ¿realmente ha sido número uno de audiencia por encima de los networks americanos?
No exactamente. Ha sido un éxito en USA también, como se puede ver en las webs que se dedican a las audiencias y ha ayudado a que el canal logre unos datos muy buenos este verano, pero eso no significa ni que haya tenido una audiencia espectacular ni que haya logrado superar a todos los competidores. Echándole uno ojo a los datos de los enlaces se puede ver que aunque supera algunas cadenas está lejos de superarlas a todas y que aun sacando una media las últimas semanas de 3,7 millones de espectadores estamos ante un buen dato -especialmente en estos tiempos muertos que han tenido desde el 21 de julio en que se estrenó – no es precisamente el juggernaut que uno podría pensar por las frases de Ana Obregón.
Pasemos al asunto Homelandporque también tiene tela. Cierto es que vamos a comparar lo que su serie lo ha hecho entre julio y septiembre mientras que la americana se emite en un periodo más competitivo. Pero, aún y con eso, ¿ha sacado -de media- Mi corazón es tuyo más audiencia que la serie americana? Respuesta corta: Sí. Respuesta larga: Su media es superior al capítulo con más audiencia de la serie americana, el final de su tercera temporada. Pero precisamente aquí podemos aprovechar para hacer una parada.
¿Cómo es posible que haya sacado más el uno que el otro? Pues porque una serie la emite un network que llega a todos los hogares mientras que Homelandera emitida por Showtime, que no es solo cable sino cable premium, es decir, hay que suscribirse para poder verla. De ahí que los datos de esas cadenas -como HBO y Starz- suelan ser bastante discretos, en torno a uno o dos millones de espectadores, a veces menos. Su modelo de negocio no necesita de más espectadores. Aunque tampoco los rechazan, claro, el éxito de Juego de Tronos está ahí, desde los algo más de 2 millones de la primera hasta la cuarta en la que ha ido logrando más de 7. Pero, vaya, puestos a jugar fuerte Ana Obregón podría haber dicho que también tenía más audiencia que True detective. Y también hubiera sido cierto (de media 2,33 M, capítulo más visto el último con 3,52). No es la única serie: Curb Your Enthusiasm, Spartacus, Outlandero Girlstienen cifras que muchas veces no llegan ni al millón de espectadores.
Parémonos todos un momento antes que las cabezas de los programadores españoles exploten. Imagino a los pobres intentando explicarse por qué nadie querría tener series como estas pudiendo tener Ana y los 7. De hecho, ese es el motivo de que muchas de nuestras series estén más cerca de la una que de las otras. Modelos de negocio orientados no tanto a conseguir audiencias gigantescas como buenos datos en un nicho concreto o la pervivencia de su forma de organizar el chiringuito hacen que los estadounidenses funcionen de otra manera.
Porque no podemos quedarnos solo en las cadenas de pago. La importancia de los espectadores 18/49 puede llevar a la cancelación de una serie con buenos números globales pero una audiencia, digamos, envejecida como ha hecho esta semana A&E -cable básico- cancelando Longmire. O con la media del canal, como pasa regularmente a la CBS. Este año, por ejemplo, decidieron prescindir de The crazy ones de Robin Williams que tenía 6,3 millones de espectadores y un dato de 1,6 en 18/49. ¡Si Obregónse enterara!
Quizá algún día sea posible que una persona que ha trabajado dentro de la cosa televisiva, ocupando incluso puestos de creación y producción, entienda que los datos fríos es solo la mitad de la historia. Puede que alguna vez sean muchos más los que noten estas otras posibles maneras de trabajar, y empiece a producirse un cambio en el cómo se hace y, sobre todo, el qué se hace en la televisión en España.
Venía yo desde el Mercado Central por la calle de María Cristina hacia Santo Arcangelo, cuando vi sentado en el suelo de una esquina a un indigente latino pequeñito, quizá mexicano, muy moreno, de pelo y bigote canoso, con sombrero y pidiendo con un vasito de plástico transparente. No le di importancia, pero apenas hube andado unos pasos, empecé a sentir que había algo raro en él. No sabía qué, porque no me había fijado. Pero cuando acabé mi mandado y volví sobre mis pasos, allí estaba con su vaso y entonces sí que vi lo que vi, y recordé mi aprensión inicial, y supe lo justificada que estaba.
Tenía agarrado el vaso con la mano derecha, y con la izquierda había hecho una especie de nido como para sostener a un bebé. Pero no era un bebé, era un enorme bulto de su propio cuerpo, a la altura del diafragma, un tumor del tamaño de una sandía o más, en contraste con su cuerpecillo escuchimizado. Se veía, oscuro y orondo, a través de la camisa abierta. La gente pasaba sin mirarle. Me produjo tal sensación de asco, que eché a andar a toda prisa, casi a correr, hacia mi casa. Habría vomitado de haber sido propensa, que no lo soy. Mientras bebía un trago de agua fresca para reponerme, tuve claro lo que había visto y el por qué de mi aversión. Me cercioré en Internet. Lo que sostenía amorosamente el viejo con el brazo era un gemelo parásito, un niño vivo que había crecido con él dentro de su cuerpo y que tendría su misma edad, aunque no necesariamente su tamaño.
Al día siguiente, me armé de valor y me aproximé a ver más de cerca. Eché una buena limosna en el vasito del hombre, que dijo un desvaído “Grasias” al oír el ruido y sentir el peso de la moneda de dos euros, y yo miré su gigantesco tumor y vi que era del mismo color moreno con lunares que el resto de su piel. El bulto principal se movía, era una cabezota más grande que la suya de pajarito, de la que llevaba chupando más de sesenta años. Unos bultos más pequeños y también móviles señalaban lo que debían de ser los miembros, quizá unas manos que empujaban. Esta vez no me dio aprensión sino compasión. Además de mi moneda, en el vaso solo había una minúscula pieza de diez céntimos. Me hice muchas preguntas. Cómo llegaba hasta allí aquella ruinosa atracción de feria, un freak que seguro que había conocido épocas mejores, quién le llevaba y le traía, dónde dormía cobijando con el brazo a su enquistado bebé, en qué inmunda pensión del barrio de la Cagna o entre cartones bajo los aleros del Mercado.
Otro día lo vi andando por la calle, como si tal cosa. Era menos viejo de lo que me pareció anteriormente. Al principio no lo reconocí, porque iba casi corriendo, con un aire sano y nada desvalido, casi diría que desenvuelto. Llevaba el sombrero, un cartón para sentarse en la mano derecha y abrazaba con la izquierda el bulto, que debajo de una cazadora con cremallera casi no se advertía, salvo en caso de que, como yo, supieras el horror que ocultaba. Se removía, eso sí, como un flan. Me dije: “Un profesional curtido” y también: “Un día el pequeño se escapará”. Y en la siesta soñé que una moto atropellaba al viejo y lo destripaba, y el hermanito salía reptando entre las vísceras, feliz por hallarse libre al fin.
Nunca dejaré de ser una ilusa. A lo mejor veo demasiado cine, pero esto no es ficción; es la verdad. La realidad no admite melodramas.
De tales ilusiones quiero hablaros, y de muchas más que me asaltaron mientras trabajé con Delirio Presencia, propietaria de Mystic Topaz, Piedras semipreciosas y terapias complementarias, donde estuve empleada durante los años de la crisis, con mi doctorado en Filosofía a cuestas, cobrando seiscientos cincuenta euros y trabajando los sábados, y algunos domingos por la mañana si había seminarios. Mucho trabajo y poco dinero, pero aprendí un huevo. Lo del hombre del bulto es un poco anterior, pero está en esa onda. Por cierto, me llamo Geles, hipocorístico de Ángeles, pero soy pelirroja como los hijos del diablo.
La organización del Premio JdA acaba de anunciar en su web los finalistas en esta edición de 2014, los juegos son los siguientes:
Portada de Augustus
Augustus de Paolo Mori (Asmodée Ibérica)
Portada de Camel Up
Camel Up! de Steffen Bogen (Ediciones MasQueOca)
Caja de Concept
Concept de Gaëtan Beaujannot & Alain Rivollet (Asmodée Ibérica)
Portada de Jaipur
Jaipur de Sébastien Pauchon (Asmodée Ibérica)
Caja de Marrakech
Marrakech de Dominique Ehrhard (Morapiaf)
Portada de ¡Rescate!
¡Rescate! de Kevin Lanzing (Devir)
Aparte de los juegos nominados como finalistas, la organización del JdA ha anunciado algunas novedades, y con ellos un calendario de publicación de noticias, que es el siguiente:
29 – Septiembre – Listado de Juegos Recomendados por el Jurado JdA
11 – Octubre – Ganador del JdA (esto se hará dentro del IX Festival Internacional de juegos de Córdoba, y como siempre emitiremos la ceremonia de entrega de premios en directo)
Navegando por la web del JdA vemos algunos cambios mas y novedades, como la configuración del Jurado de esta edición así como una renovadas bases, pero centrándonos en lo importante, ¿Que os parecen los juegos finalistas? ¿cual creeis que va a ser el ganador?
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La 10ª edición del Juego del Año en España ya ha arrancado. Se acaban de conocer los seis títulos finalistas que compiten por este prestigioso galardón lúdico.
Siguiendo la estela de galardones como el alemán Spiel des Jahres, el francés As d´Or, o el americano Origins Award entre otros, el Juego del Año en España o JdA 2014, nos anuncia los seis finalistas que competirán por alzarse con este premio. Entre sus seis nominados, tenemos algunos títulos que ya han salido ganadores en los anteriores certámenes nombrados.
Como viene siendo habitual con este tipo de eventos, lo que se intenta fomentar es que los juegos de mesa formen una parte importante de un sector lúdico, cada vez con más variedad, cuenta con más adeptos y con mayor repercusión mediática en todo tipo de medios (TV, radio, podcasts, blogs, foros, vídeoblogs etc…). Con este tipo de actos se demuestra que, los juegos de mesa, están más “aceptados” por una sociedad (la española), en la que hasta hace pocos años, hablar de “juegos de mesa” era sinónimo del Parchís, Cluedo o los famosos 55 juegos Reunidos Geyper.
Recordemos que los seis finalistas que optan este año al JdA 2014, son títulos que han sido publicados en nuestro mercado dentro del denominado año lúdico, y que comprende desde septiembre 2013 hasta agosto de 2014.
El Tribunal o Jurado que otorgará el JdA 2014 en esta 10ª edición, está compuesto por un total de 10 personas conocedoras del sector, aficionadas, críticas y ajenas a esta industria. Entre todas ellas podemos encontrarnos a:
Sonsoles Fernández Navarro: Miembro del Jurado de las JdA desde 2005.
Juan José Cabrales: Miembro de la Junta directiva de las TdN.
Joaquín Gómez Sanz: Miembro fundador de la Asociación cultural Circulo de Isengard, Organizador del evento FrikiGordo de Alcalá de Henares.
Alfred García Demestres: Copropietario de la tienda Jugar X Jugar de Barcelona.
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Paolo Mori y Vicent Dutrait.
Jugadores: de 2 a 6.
Edad: a partir de 8 años de edad.
Duración: 30 minutos.
Sinopsis: Tras el asesinato de Julio César, el 15 de marzo del año 44 a.C., su hijo adoptivo Cayo Octavio decide regresar a Roma. En seguida manifiesta una gran ambición y un deseo de control político, y el 31 a.C. ya gobierna solo. Tres años después, el Senado le concede el título de Princeps senatus, el primer miembro del Senado en hablar sobre un tema, antes que el resto de la asamblea. El 27 a.C recibe el título de Augustus, aquél cuyas palabras tienen poder de la predicción. A los 36 años de edad, Augusto se convierte en el primer Emperador romano y divide el Imperio en provincias. Ahora sois Legati Augusti, representantes de Augusto, y vuestra misión será mantener las instituciones existentes en las provincias del Imperio. Pero vuestra ambición os lleva a desear el título del Cónsul, elegido cada año por el Senado. Para ello deberéis contar con el apoyo de los senadores más influyentes y controlar provincias que os permitan reunir tanta riqueza como sea posible. Únicamente el más poderoso de entre vosotros podrá reclamar este título.
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Steffen Bogen y Dennis Lohausen.
Jugadores: de 2 a 8.
Edad: a partir de 8 años.
Duración: 20 minutos.
Sinopsis: Se testigo de la carrera de camellos más alocada de todos los tiempos, donde las cosas funcionan al revés cuando los camellos se montan unos encima de otros y las Pirámides se dan la vuelta. Como miembro de la alta sociedad egipcia, os reunís en el desierto con un claro objetivo. Ganar la mayor cantidad de dinero posible apoyando al camello que crees que ganará cada etapa y al que ganará la carrera completa. Sin embargo, en esta carrera, también puedes ganar dinero deduciendo que camello llegará el último. La lectura dinámica de la carrera y marcar los tiempo es muy importante para apostar por el camello correcto y alzarte con la victoria.
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Gaëtan Beaujannot y Alain Rivollet.
Jugadores: de 4 a 12.
Edad: a partir de 10 años.
Duración: 40 minutos.
Sinopsis: ¡Gracias a Concept, ya no necesitarás hablar para comunicarte! Mediante la combinación de iconos universales, ¡puedes adivinar cientos de objetos, títulos y personajes! En Concept, tu objetivo es adivinar palabras a través de la asociación de iconos. Un equipo de dos jugadores – que estarán sentados el uno junto al otro – elige una palabra o frase que los demás jugadores deben adivinar. Actuando juntos, colocarán piezas sobre los iconos disponibles en el tablero de juego (con más o menos juicio). El primer jugador que descubra la palabra o frase recibirá 2 puntos y el equipo activo también recibe puntos. Al final de la partida, el jugador que más puntos tenga será el ganador.
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Sébastien Pauchon y Alexandre Roche.
Jugadores: 2 jugadores.
Edad: a partir de 8 años.
Duración: 30 minutos.
Sinopsis: En Jaipur, tu objetivo es convertirte en el mercader personal del Maharajá siendo más rico que tu oponente al final de cada semana. Para conseguirlo, recoge e intercambia productos en el mercado, para luego venderlos obteniendo rupias. Si logras una buena venta podrás obtener una recompensa. Tu caravana de camellos te ayudará en los intercambios para poder conseguir múltiples productos en el mercado. Al final de cada ronda, el mercader más rico recibe un Sello de Excelencia. El primer jugador que consiga dos Sellos será el ganador de la partida.
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Dominique Ehrhard y Marie Cardouat.
Jugadores: de 2 a 4.
Edad: a partir de 6 años.
Duración: 30 minutos.
Sinopsis: Ya no cabe ni un sólo alfiler en el zoco. Todos han acudido al gran día de la venta de alfombras. ¿Quién será proclamado como el mejor vendedor de todo Marrakech? En Marrakech cada jugador personifica un astuto comerciante que trata de sacar el mayor beneficio posible con la venta de sus alfombras. Y para eso, es vital conseguir un buen puesto para su mercancía. Assam, el supervisor, controla que nadie se salga de sus puestos asignados y si pilla a algún pillo… ¡le tocará pagar una multa! ¿Serás tú el vendedor más rico de todo Marrakech?
Diseñado e Ilustrado por: Kevin Lanzing, Luis Francisco y George Patsouras.
Jugadores: de 1 a 6.
Edad: a partir de 10 años.
Duración: 45 minutos.
Sinopsis: ¡Rescate! es un juego cooperativo; todos los jugadores están en el mismo equipo y todos ganan o pierden a la vez. Para ganar los jugadores deberán rescatar a las personas atrapadas en el interior de un edificio en llamas antes de que el fuego se descontrole y acabe por derrumbar el edificio. Los jugadores son un equipo de bomberos que acude a un incendio con el objetivo de rescatar a todos los ocupantes de un edificio. A lo largo de la partida el fuego se extenderá a menos que los jugadores se dediquen a extinguirlo, aunque el tiempo apremia y lo fundamental es poner a todo el mundo a salvo antes de que el fuego colapse el edificio. El juego incorpora una versión de juego avanzado en el que los personajes tienen capacidades especiales, se incorporan vehículos y también materiales especialmente inflamables. El juego incluye también un segundo tablero con un plano de un edificio diferente para hacer el juego siempre imprevisible.
Una de las novedades que incorpora esta 10ª edición de JdA 2014, es que el Tribunal de este galardón, anunciará el próximo 29 de septiembre un listado de juegos recomendados para completar este listado de los seis finalistas. El ganador del JdA 2014, y demás menciones especiales, se darán a conocer durante la IX edición del Festival Internacional de Juegos de Córdoba 2014.
01-Sixteen Tons.mp3 02-No Vacancy.mp3 03-Cincinnati Lou.mp3 04-Nine Pound Hammer.mp3 05-What A Shame.mp3 06-Missouri.mp3 07-Dark As A Dungeon.mp3 08-Divorce Me C.O.D..mp3 09-Sweet Temptation.mp3 10-Over By Number Nine.mp3 11-So Round, So Firm, So Fully Packed!.mp3 12-Steel Guitar Rag.mp3 13-That's All.mp3 14-Sioux City Sue.mp3 15-Fat Gal.mp3 16-John Henry.mp3 17-Merle's Boogie Woogie.mp3 18-Blues, Stay Away From Me.mp3 19-I'm A Natural Born Gamblin' Man.mp3 20-Muskrat.mp3 21-Crazy Boogie.mp3 22-Too Much Sugar For A Dime.mp3 23-I Am A Pilgrim.mp3 24-Lost John Boogie.mp3 25-Deep South.mp3 26-Start Even.mp3 27-Done Rovin'.mp3
In the late 1990s, Portland-based programmer Kevin Lewandowski shifted his musical discography efforts from a manually maintained drum'n'bass website to a community-built effort, and named the effort Discogs. The site grew, slowly at first, focusing on documenting any and all details of electronic records, then hip hop, rock and jazz, and eventually any sort of recorded audio, more or less. Other key changes include the 2005 addition of the Discogs Marketplace, and the contentious Version Four update, which changed the way submissions are moderated, making all pending submissions publicly visible. The latter change resulted in "the oggercide," but it was the former that brought about a vinyl revolution, uniting a world of record sellers small and large in one well-visited vinyl (and CD, cassette, DVD, etc.) record store. Last month, Discogs held its first in-person record sale, in Portland, Oregon.
VICE’s Art Editor Nicholas Gazin and I shuffled ourselves over to Lincoln Center on a muggy, sweaty 9/11 day to meet one of our heroes. The list of artists I consider to be genuinely heroic is short, but John Waters is indisputably a member of that club by virtue of being the first and the best to explode numerous sacred assumptions about taste, gender norms, and authority, to say nothing of the cathartic benefits of watching a drag queen eat a dog turd.
From high art to low humor, the impact of John Waters can be detected everywhere. In its own slick and heteronormative way, mainstream Hollywood humor now takes the lessons of Waters’s films for granted, to the point where it is now difficult to find a popular comedy that isn’t richly scatological.
In recognition of the fact that Waters has so thoroughly gotten under the world’s skin over the course of a mere half century, Lincoln Center hosted Fifty Years of John Waters: How Much Can You Take?, a twelve-film retrospective of his life’s work, along with a collection of films curated by Waters called "Movies I Didn’t Make but Wish I Did," which was exactly that. Even better: several of the films we had come to see that day were Waters’s personal prints, some of which had not been projected in 25years, and they came with a gentle disclaimer from the management about their neglected condition and the very real possibility that they may not play well or even at all. Fortunately, Multiple Maniacs looked and sounded like a million bucks.
A clip from a crummier version of Multiple Maniacs than the glorious print that was on display at the retrospective
These films alone are enough to make you so happy that you will shit. As if that weren't enough, while I was there, I caught the Pope of Trash himself beaming with pride in the warm celluloid glow of Lady Divine’s Cavalcade of Perversions.
“I was in show business when I was 12,” said Waters. He’s 68-years-old now, impeccably dressed, with the whitest veneers I have ever seen, which makes me think his days of smoking and French exhaling might be long over. “I had a puppet show that I did at children’s birthday parties. So I should have quit school in sixth grade. I knew what I wanted to do, and you go to school to figure out what you want to do, and they wouldn’t let me do what I wanted to do in any school. So I got angry and bored. And boredom is anger when you’re a teenager. So that anger is what I turned into a career in a way, but with humor. This is the first time Multiple Maniacs has been screened on 16mm in twenty-five years,” said Waters of the print that continued to slay the audience as we spoke. “The Cavalcade of Perversions thing was on my parents’ front lawn. They were liberal.”
To watch the films of John Waters from the beginning onward is to realize that he’s been making the same film over and over again from the beginning, with the same family of collaborators. A John Waters film is not just a John Waters film, but a film by the Dreamlanders. Dreamland Productions is a loose band of performers (to say that everyone who appears in a John Waters film is an actor is categorically untrue), craftsmen (the films are all unfailingly costumed and designed to a degree of high fabulousity, regardless of the budget), and misfits who contributed to these works.
Dreamland has long been a fascination of mine because it's precisely what you hope to fall into as a teenage misfit: a high-functioning carnival of artists, outlaws, losers. and freaks who somehow get it together enough to make really cool shit that is about something. The 1970-released Multiple Maniacs opens with David Lochary as a carnival barker luring marks into Lady Divine’s Cavalcade of Perversions, a tented sideshow full of sexual deviants, junkies, and old-fashioned entertainments like the Puke Eater. Lady Divine is the star attraction. Like Dawn Davenport in the full-color spectacle of Female Trouble four years later, Lady Divine is bent on being rich, famous, killing anyone who fucks with her, and dying a fabulous violent death.
“We were not fitting in with anybody, because this was the height of hippies. And we were sort of hippies. Sort of, I don’t know, not that much. I mean that dialogue was hardly peace and love. We looked like a hostile group, and I guess we were, in a way, against some people.
"People were scared of us!" he continued. "They would run when they’d see us coming because it was also straight and gay, completely mixed; it totally confused people. Some of them were my high school friends, some of them were downtown people, some of them were gay, some of them drag queens. But because there was no one thing, it was more threatening to everybody. It was mostly these three groups: beatniks, gay people, and suburban crazy people. And we all hung around together and took acid together, and that’s what happened. The kids today are doing the same thing. They’re making films on their cell phone. That’s what I would have done. It’s the same thing, what’s the difference? I had 8 mm, they have cell phones, and they’re doing the same thing now and they’re having just as much fun. And their friends can become stars too; it just depends how much you really want to do it.”
Fifty Years Of John Waters: How Much Can You Take? just closed. You can learn more about it anyway at Lincoln Center's official site.
01-Nine Pound Hammer.mp3 02-That's All.mp3 03-John Bolin.mp3 04-Muskrat.mp3 05-Dark As A Dungeon.mp3 06-John Henry.mp3 07-Sixteen Tons.mp3 08-Possom Up A Simmon Tree.mp3 09-I Am A Pilgrim.mp3 10-Over By Number Nine.mp3 11-Barbara Allen.mp3 12-Lost John.mp3 13-Black Gold.mp3 14-The Harlan County Boys.mp3 15-Payday Comes Too Slow.mp3 16-The Browder Explosion.mp3 17-Bloody Brethitt County.mp3 18-Here's To The Operator, Boys.mp3 19-The Miner's Wife.mp3 20-The Courtship Of Second Cousin Claude.mp3 21-Miner's Strawberries.mp3 22-Paw Walked Behind Us With A Carbide Lamp.mp3 23-Preacher Lane.mp3 24-Dear Old Halifax.mp3
01-Cincinnati Lou.mp3 02-No Vacancy.mp3 03-Divorce Me C.O.D..mp3 04-So Round, So Firm, So Fully Packed.mp3 05-Sixteen Tons.mp3 06-Steel Guitar Rag.mp3 07-Blue Yodel No. 1 (T For Texas).mp3 08-Any Old Time.mp3 09-Three Times Seven.mp3 10-Kentucky Means Paradise.mp3 11-Sweet Temptation.mp3 12-Fat Gal.mp3 13-Dry Bread.mp3 14-Cannon Ball Rag.mp3 15-Lawdy, What A Gal.mp3 16-Guitar Rag.mp3 17-Deep South.mp3 18-Re-Enlistment Blues.mp3 19-Kinfolks In Carolina.mp3 20-I'll See You In My Dreams.mp3
One of the adages I grew up with is that when you move to a new house, you should rub butter on your cat’s paws. Mom said it made sense, because it would keep the cat busy. That advice is older than I ever thought possible, having been published in medieval times.
"If you have a good cat and you don't want to lose it, you must rub its nose and four legs with butter for three days, and it will never leave the house."
The Distaff Gospels
This trick will certainly prevent your cat from running away. It's less clear whether the cat will stick around because of adoration or poor traction.
That’s an entry from Ask the Past, a blog by Johns Hopkins history professor Elizabeth Archibald. She quotes advice from old books, often very old books, whether it’s good advice or not. Mostly not. Here are some other example posts.
Earlier this summer Ben Stiller confirmed that he was "actively" working on the long-rumored Zoolander sequel, and it looks like Mugatu has confirmed his own involvement in the sequel too. According to Slash Film, Will Ferrell was recently asked about the sequel in an interview and said "We are actually supposed to do a read-through of a sequel script soon, and Mugatu is a part of it." Justin Theroux, who played the evil DJ in the original film and was initially set to write and direct the sequel, also confirmed news of the script last month with Vulture, saying that "it looks like it actually might be starting to get up and running." Theroux also said that directing duties will likely go to Stiller due to his own scheduling conflicts, which he added "would be awesome."
Wizards and sorcerers have a long, storied tradition within rock & roll — well, not really. Fantasy was largely introduced into rock via the twin titans of ’70s heavy rock, Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin, but their heaviosity isn’t always heard on the obscurities that comprise Numero’s ridiculous and fun 2014 compilation Darkscorch Chronicles.
La revista Dolmen y las Jornadas de Avilés han entregado, una vez más, los Premios de la Crítica. Reproducimos la nota de prensa con el listado de ganadores de la edición de 2014
One of the adages I grew up with is that when you move to a new house, you should rub butter on your cat’s paws. Mom said it made sense, because it would keep the cat busy. That advice is older than I ever thought possible, having been published in medieval times.