Agenda
Agenda
The new website is shaping up.
But it is the work of the century.
Where am I? I am finishing this thesis. I am recording the albums. I am finishing the web-site.
I might play a museum on december.
I am writing a new song every few days now.
They are all sad. And precious. I think Sufjan would like them.
If I am still standing in December ... you will see.
I'll use this place to post notes about each song. Motivations, head-spaces, influences, going-fors, relatedness, suggestiveness, randomness, all-abouts, links, etc. I think it will be fun, plus the preview snippet of audio. It will show up front and center in the portal. So many songs ... plus now with the new instrument, yum.
1. The one that goes -- this is as far as I go o o o .
2. The one that goes -- No con cualquier luz sale...
3. The one that goes -- I ve cloned myself as a last resort
4. The one that goes -- A una hora... que no aparece ...
5. The one that goes -- Levantate y camina
6. The one that goes -- Suena muy poco el telefono
7. The one that goes -- No dan la a a s horas de la noche
8. The one that goes -- madera cruda
9. The one that goes -- Sin dejar, un sombrero, su sombrero
10. The one that goes -- El desierto esta en tu cara, el desierto
11. The one that goes -- Mejor no hablemos de mi
12. The one that goes -- Somos los nuevos dioses
13. The instrumental one, with the strings and the beat
14. The one that goes -- y te digo todo lo que quieres escuchar
15. The ones already recorded
16. The ones I ve forgotten
plus the ones never recorded, from ages past.
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Twirls
Actor: Hey kid, I need you to lock this door for real
PA: I'm ... I'm just a PA, uh
Actor: Just do it
*Action!*
Actor: [takes out real tools]
Actor: [intense]
*Cut!*
Director: wtf, Brian?
Actor: look, I need to do this
Director: it's already open, Brifus, just do the little lock-picking twitches with the props and open the fucking door like the pro you're supposed to be portra-
Actor: One. MORE.
Director:
Director:
*Action!!*
Actor: [sweat beads]
Actor:
*Cuuut!!*
Director: ffs you're making my tonsils explode, Brian. We're already behind schedule.
Actor: just one more, Bill. I've been watching you tubes, I got this... i wanna.. this year I mean, my acting going upnexeveljustonemore
Director: No, fuck you. Frederick, open the goddam prop doorlock from the inside, let's get this scene and move on.
Actor: no no i can
*Action!!*
Actor: [looks to camera, grabs handle opens door and sets lock for real, closes it]
Actor: [get's back into character, crouching, knee to floor. Desperation. Sweat beads. Concentration.]
Actor:
Director: [roundhouse kicking chair]
Director: [about to yell cut]
*click*
*door is lock-picked open*
Director:
Director: [barely audible] Cut!!
Director: [deep breathing] [crushing script page into a ball] [walks to office]
Everyone: umm
Actor: [turns on his fully functional in-ear walkie talkie spy prop] don't know what you're mad about, Bill. We got a helluva scene; I'm telling ya, this is the year, it's all abou-
Director: don't know what I'm mad about? Hell of a sceeene?!
[loud bangs, lamp trashing heard room next door]
Director: hell of a scene, Brifuck? It's useless!! Uussseeeelleeesssssss aaaaahh
Actor: useless? Whatdoya mean useless?! I gave you gold, sweetchums. The real deal! I fucking lock-picked that door for you. It's not even that difficult, there's this youtube ch-
Director: [high pitch laughter breaking up] you framed all surprised, moran! When it opens we see you almost smile and jump and get relief! Your asinine character is supposed to be super tense and has done this almost every episode.
Actor: ... Well, edit the surprise out. Why are you acting like a big baby? I'll give you some more of the smooth entry if that's what you need...
Director: [walking back on set] oh so you're telling me how to shoot this now
Actor: YOU are telling me how to act this out all Fakey and Lame, this-
Director: THAT's MY JOB! [bane breaks the back of a lighting stand, throws the two pieces every which way] aaaaaa
Actor: And mine is to act out the best way possible for this scene, dog gone it.
Producer: [walking in, raises ray bans to look around] oh for Tiffany's sake, light that fireplace and queue the soft funk. Get to the scenes that pay the billssss
[finger twirls]
... Célula, Órgano, Organismo, Familia, Comunidad, Etnia, Planeta...
Intro to Mystery Song #2 to be played at Hotel Puercoespín, at La Respuesta 27 enero 2013 for Eduardo Alegría and Alegría Rampante supershow! Enjoy!
Introducción a la Canción Misterio #2, a tocarse en el Hotel Puercoespín el 27 de enero de 2013 en La Respuesta para Eduardo Alegría y el supershow de Alegría Rampante! w00t!
Como hechizado por Chopin, LVB y Schumann
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Louisa bien sabes
para mí
el piano no
es lujo o tradición
recuerde, por mi salud
tus dos manos
me mostraron
sus secretos.
-
Amandina Lucile
Aurora Baronessa
Fue para ti
todo mi país
mi singular
concierto anual
mi estudio y noche
y mis dos manos.
-
Y para ti
Julia Condessa
y Jiosephine o Teresa mi Inmortal
Amada sé muy bien
que soy muy pobre, para Vienna
Sepa, que si perdí mi oír
fue para escuchar mejor
tu cantar en mi interior
fiero y solitario
-
Clara, sólo tú
responso azul
clava quietud
al sur de mi albercada alma
venero de soles
y de ti tus dedos sin
final feliz soy tu luz
y tu mi propia mirada.
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--H.A. & A 2012
--[PROTOCANCIÓN / PROTOSONG, Lyrics H.A.Del Manzano © 2012]
Balcony Grown. Then Roasted >:{[
Develazulejos
No juro cosas
ahora
pero en el Jardín de Infantes
yo juraba cada día encontrar los duendes que me sonreían desde la silla
yo juraba calmar el ardor de la sed de venganza, con venganza
por todos los necios, cobardes, mentirosos y sadistas
aunque no conocía esas palabras todavía
Hacer el espacio requerido para disfrutar el jugo rojo en la cajita azul (lo máximo)
no era necesario y juraba brindarle cajitas azules a todas mis queridas
y juraba mantener las lágrimas lejos y la sonrisa cerca
de todas ellas
juré
y olvidé.
Pero este febrero, llegaste y develaste aquella antigua incumbencia
y ahora no olvido
y tengo una mano en el bolsillo
porque la otra esconde un azul rojo en mi espalda.
-- H.A. & A 2010.
Héctor A. DelManzano I am a singer-songwriter-composer-software-developer-monstruosity currently alive near San Juan, PR. This is a secret place... ssshhh. Lomo pictures, poetry, songs in progress: updates, previews and musings. There's also bandcamp and twitter goto(!) contact for more.
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