Squeezed in the backyard of Centro Pablo, we listened again to Pedro Luis Ferrer. The night of Saturday, December 22nd fell upon us while we listened to his poems and songs, happy for him to be there –back amongst us- the “Fat Boy with the guitar.”  Pedro has come back different and simultaneously the same. … Continue reading Concert to close this tired 2007

Amongst the hundreds of messages that I get each week, there are certain questions and doubts that repeat themselves.  Many are curious: “Who do I work for?” “Who are my parents?” “Who pays me to do this?”  Without trying to convince anyone (because the business of exposing “my truth” is the closest thing to a… Continue reading Without pedigree

Teo, that’s my son’s name, doesn’t belong to “Generation Y,” but nonetheless is an unlimited source of anecdotes for this Blog. His school stories generate smiles, concerns and another post (which he’s never interested in reading, because is “old people’s stuff”).  Being up to date with what they say in his classroom, the music that… Continue reading Of TV classes and other absurdities

My friend Miguel, gay and dissident, feels hope with the new measures pushed by Mariela Castro that will allow him access to sex change surgery.  He dreams of having an I.D. card with an identity that is “She” and not “He” and of being treated as the woman he feels himself to be. He knows,… Continue reading Coming out of the closet

We spent Tuesday between the phone ringing and friends coming over to tell us that Carlos Otero, the best known presenter on Cuban TV, had asked for asylum in the United States. This has been the news that has circulated the fastest by word of mouth in the last few months, maybe because it concerns… Continue reading You too, Carlos?

Friends, as you will realize, I have just changed some things in the Blog. Among the most important of new functions, is the ability to leave leaving comments. Little by little, I’ll have to remake the archive of previous posts, so I ask you for patience.

Here I have posted a picture from last Saturday at the entrance to the Acapulco Cinema, to see the film “The Lives of Others.” I think that it has been the biggest mob I have seen in this festival. Those of us outside were yelling “Open up!” after seeing that they were closing the doors,… Continue reading Open up!

The film “The Lives of the Others,” which will be shown on December 8th at the Acapulco Cinema, will put before the Cuban public scenes more than well known. The sample of German cinema, organized into the Festival of the New Latin-American Cinema, will bring us a story that could well be that of a… Continue reading Those who don’t show their faces

The film “The Lives of the Others,” which will be shown on December 8th at the Acapulco Cinema, will put before the Cuban public scenes more than well known. The sample of German cinema, organized into the Festival of the New Latin-American Cinema, will bring us a story that could well be that of a… Continue reading Those who don’t show their faces

When I went to bed past midnight, I already guessed that the NO option had won in Venezuela. How did I know? Because I’m used to reading, with close attention, the omissions and the silences of the news itself. So the little enthusiasm from the Cuban news media during Sunday, had already given me the… Continue reading The Venezuelan election