I learned from a good friend to finish a trip or a stage in life by making a recopilation of the musique you have heard. I want to share what I have being listening too, and what later one will bring me back to this moment in life.
Tatatattan… I have being renovated my scolarship from the Mexican Institute of Arts (FONCA). Muchas Gracias a Micaela que me ayudo con el reporte toda la noche.
I feel everything is tuned up (for the I feel community)
“Im gonna give you what you need to survive in a rock&roll conversation” Said a friend as he was surprised of my ignorance in the field. These are some songs he showed me.
Globalication
I once got really upset in my first trip in Europe when I discover that I even though Herbal Essences was an International Company and had presence all through Europe it didn’t have the same products. What does this mean ? That I had to deal during 8 months with crazy spongy freeze hair. (The mousse herbal essences will be item number one in my list if I ever had to go to a dessert Island). The same happened when in I started to get homesick with olive oil, manchego cheese and jamon serrano, I wish just to have pancakes. Why pancakes ? My mom makes them every morning … and well how difficult could it be to find pancakes in a world where there is a McDonalds in every neighborhood. Wrong! I wasn’t lucky neither in Spain, Hungary, Germany, and France (I insist pancakes is Not the same than a crepe).
This is my second long trip in Europe, I knew what to except and now instead of missing or expecting I let myself surprise from the adaptation and perception that a culture has about other food (of course this trip I brought 4 cans of hair mousse). It’s a common question that I hear: what is American food? Or statements as There is no such thing as American food. But the more I travel I discover that there is and there is even an adaptation of American food in other countries, and most people even if they struggle to admit…love it. In the office I’m doing my internship they love Bagels, and they brought me to two places known as the best bagels delis. The conception of bagels in France is really different of what I experienced in the US. Ironically in France they give more importance to the content of a bagel than the bread itself. They mix many ingredients and each style of bagel is named after landmarks of NYC. There is even a bagel of foie gras! They are different, but amazingly good.
This food “issues¨ had play an important role in my life, maybe because of changing constantly you have to create ideal food, as a memory that doesn’t want to be erase.
A good friend once wrote me after hearing all my explorations of macdonals and mcflurrys :
This last trip in France I see that many things have change, I no longer hold to those ideals, or maybe I’m creating ideal moments for a future… I hope not.