Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Was it art?

By Tim MastersEntertainment and arts correspondent, BBC News

It was a platform for exhibitionists, campaigners, monsters, musicians, and a woman in a wheelchair dressed as a Nazi.

Emma Burns and Antony Gormley60 mins of fame: Emma Burns meets artist Antony Gormley on her descent

In one performance, a naked man named Gunter jumped to freedom - leaving behind a live chicken.

But now it's all over - the 100 days and nights of artist Antony Gormley's Fourth Plinth art project in London ended just after 9am on Wednesday.

During the One And Other project, a different person stood on the plinth every hour for 24 hours a day.

The 2,400 individuals who took part could do whatever they wanted as long as it was legal.

Balloons at dawn

On the final morning, as dawn broke over Trafalgar Square, the penultimate plinth dweller stood attached to hundreds of pink balloons and juggled balls - in support of a breast cancer charity.

"But is it art?" - is a question Gormley hears a lot during the final hour of his marathon project.

He motions to the Fourth Plinth behind him: "This is a piece of 19th century art furniture we are experimenting with, and whether it's art is irrelevant.

"We are asking very important questions about who can be represented in this extraordinary square of patriotic value - it's become a place of protest, it's become a place of celebration."

First and last



Rachel WardellRachel Wardell was first on the plinth in July.

As the last "plinthian" Emma Burns, from Darlington, is lifted into position at 8am, the crowd begins to swell, and a smattering of applause briefly replaces the din of rush-hour traffic.

One of the people watching is the very first person to take position on the Fourth Plinth on 6 July.

Rachel Wardell, from Sleaford in Lincolnshire, says it now seems "like a lifetime ago". She used her 60 minutes to raise awareness of the NSPCC.

"My life has pretty much gone back to normal, I've been dipping in and watching as much as I can," she says.

"Most people applied because they were passionate about the idea of the project - it was only once they'd got a place that they decided what they were going to do."

Andrina BoyleAndrina Boyle was inspired to take part by Liverpool's City of Culture status

She adds that there's already talk of a reunion on the first anniversary - 6 July 2010.

Andrina Boyle, who took part in week 8, still vividly recalls her 60 minutes of fame on the plinth.

"My slot was 8am. When I first went up there it was fine, the adrenalin was going, and then halfway through I got vertigo and I thought what am I doing here, it's a bit high!"

She adds: "It allowed people all over the country to have not just 15 minutes of fame, but a whole hour. Is it art? I don't care!"

Human nature

Emma Burns on the plinthEmma Burns used her time to remember the football fans who died at Hillsborough in 1989

The art critic Peter Whittle tells the BBC: "I think the last thing it could really be called is art. This crowd is not that typical. Most people have actually been quite indifferent.

"I travel this way every day and the crowds have been quite small on the whole, and quite rightly - what is there really for them to see?"

After Emma Burns has descended, I ask Gormley what view of British life did we get from the Fourth Plinth project?

"It was view of us as a people with a fine appreciation of eccentricity," he says. "Also a people with hearts and minds that care about a wide range of things - both personal loves and losses, but also big issues that are facing the globe."

And what does he say to critics who say this was just a high-brow version of Big Brother?

"I think it has used the form of the spectacle to do something much more existential. This is an enquiry into human nature now," he says.

"The amazing thing is people have endured the rain and the darkness and the burning sun - and we've done it."

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Antonello Venditti - Tradimento e perdono

Dal profondo del tempo come un rimpianto ora
rinasci tu
quel sorriso sgomento anche se hai vinto
non mi tormenta piu'
mi ricorda Luigi pieno di amici
solo e lasciato li'
se ci fosse attenzione per il campione oggi sarebbe qui
se ci fosse piu' amore per il campione oggi saresti qui
Mi ricordi di Marco e di un albergo
nudo e lasciato li'
era San Valentino l'ultimo arrivo
e l'hai tagliato tu
questo mondo coglione piange il campione
quando non serve piu'
ci vorrebbe attenzione verso l'errore oggi saresti qui
se ci fosse piu'amore per il campione oggi saresti qui
Ricordati di me mio capitano
cancella la pistola dalla mano
tradimento e perdono fanno nascere un uomo
ora rinasci tu
quel sorriso sgomento anche se hai vinto
non mi tormenta piu'

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Londonbeat - You Bring On The Sun

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh (ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)

I'm watching the sun say good morning
Chasing all the shadows away
I stand face to face with tomorrow
Troubles lost in yesterday
Hey well the night seemed to last forever
The darkest hour just before the dawn

You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine
You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine

Ooh ooh (ooh ooh) ooh ooh ooh ooh (wooh-oh)

I was lost in a lover's confusion
Waiting for this moment with you
You lifted the veil of illusion
Like only a woman can do
Ho-oh the night seemed to last forever
Today we walk with our feet upon the ground (upon the ground)

You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine
You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh (you bring on the sun)

Oh-oh the night seemed to last forever
The darkest hour just before the dawn
Oh the night seemed to last forever
Today we walk with our feet upon the ground
Ha ho bring it on

You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine
You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine

You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
You light up the sky like this heart of mine

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You bring on the sun, it's you making it shine
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Bring it on (x6)

Friday, October 2, 2009

Jarabe de Palo - Me gusta como eres (en italiano)

Come una barca fatta di carta
che quando si bagna affonda,
come un frutto che a ogni morso
la testa mi confonde,
come una fiamma che si muove
e al vento non ubbidisce mai,
mi piace come sei

come una bilancia che pesa il tempo
la solitudine e il silenzio,
come un buco nell'universo
da dove arrivano i sogni,
come una cesta da riempire
e da non vuotare mai,
mi piace come sei

come una ferita dentro al cuore che non fa male
mi piace come sei
come una finestra che anche chiusa lascia passare l'aria
una figlia una madre una donna nella mia vita

come una nuvola gonfia d?acqua
che nutre la terra secca,
come la lana che mi protegge
quando l'inverno arriva,
come la candela che resta accesa
e che mi fa luce nell'oscurit?,
mi piace come sei

come la strada che mi porta sempre
nel luogo esatto in cui voglio arrivare,
come quel posto lontano dal centro
dove mi fermo a riposare,
come una patria senza bandiera
dove sentirsi liberi,
mi piace come sei


en espa?ol

Como un barco de papel
que cuando est?n mojadas sumideros,
como resultado de que cada bocado
la cabeza me confunde,
como una llama que se mueve
y el viento no es ubbidisce nunca,
Me gusta c?mo te

como un equilibrio que pesa el tiempo
la soledad y el silencio,
como un agujero en el universo
donde los sue?os,
como una cesta para llenar
y no vac?a nunca,
Me gusta c?mo te

como una herida en el interior del coraz?n que no est? mal
Me gusta c?mo te
como una ventana cerrada que permite el aire
una hija de una madre a una mujer en mi vida

como una nube de agua se dilata
que nutre la tierra seca
como la lana que me protege
cuando llega el invierno,
como la vela permanece encendida
y que me hace la luz puertas,
Me gusta c?mo te

como el camino que me lleva siempre
la ubicaci?n precisa donde quiero llegar,
como ese lugar lejos del centro
donde me detuve para descansar,
como una patria sin la bandera
donde se sienten libres,
Me gusta c?mo te