Buenos Aires gives me Fever!!!

Never know how much I love you

Never know how much I care

When you put your arms around me

I get a fever that's so hard to bear

Listen to me baby, hear every word I say

No one can love you the way I do

'Cause they don't know how to
love you my way

Maybe Madonna´s lyrics mean a lot to me when I try to explain what Buenos Aires makes me feel nowadays... Perhaps, it is tooooo romantic, but it isn't!!! Buenos Aires gives its citizens fever because it is getting like a natural oven. Arev@ is being really tough with us, I really do not know what is happening but the temperature got to the top of the tops. Maybe our planet is getting LoCo ! ! ! Just remember how many persons died in Europe because of the winter weeks ago...

Welcome February !

I restarted my law-activities. I am just trying to end my career at last, my final period at the Law University of Buenos Aires is beginning and i just can not believe it is true. When I started to log, I was at the first stage of the career...Time passes by so fast ! Aman Asdvadz. So girls...if you want to arrange a divorce, here is my phone number (666-666-666), hahaha...no way!, I hate that dirty job!

By the time, I am trying to kill my nerves with music. I don't know what is happening to me but I am looking back at the roots of my love for music. Symbol of that personal big bang are The Ramones. Because of them I knew hundreds of old rock bands and also the new ones. Then I came closer with Armenian music: Komitas, Sayat Nova, Djivaní, Avet Terterian, Spendiarian, Pavel Lisitzian, etc, etc, etc...I can't explain why I am returning to The Ramones so often again, and soooo fanatically. For example, I love Rush, and i admit they are the best rock musicians ever in history. As well happens with Led Zeppelin...Having realized that, I still feel my heart bumping for the Ramones' songs...They created 30 years before, the sound of what is pumping on every Rock Fm's today.

So, as homage to my present insanity, this photo:

From me to you: My own concept of Armenian Punk Rock

No news about the Armenian Community yet. I would say "All is quiet on the eastern front". The local newspapers are informing about the Djugha issue and all the khatchkars destruction process by the azeri army. I remember the same kind of cultural genocide happened in Afghanistan. The taliban movement destroyed many Buddah statues, but the world did not listen...The world will only listen when there is an opiumized or oiled interest behind...Sad but true.

About the Diasporic Spirit

The Spirit in Diaspora, is a deep concept that has been hanging around my mind since weeks. Also the last logs of Raffi M helped me to develope the concept. Perhaps it is very difficult for me to explain it in English, but anyway. I will try.

Just think about the diaspora as a huge puzzle and think how that big puzzle would be represented by the soul of a person. (A person who lives in a diaspora) Now you can be in Montreal, Boston, Yerevan, Los Angeles, Belfast, Honk Kong, Melbourne or Buenos Aires but maybe your spirit flies without no reason. When you listen a doudoug, when you eat a shish kebab, when you stare at the b & w photographs of your great parents before leaving their homeland...something strange happens in the air. The root and the branch of the tree get connected.

At the bakery, between other products, I sell apricots from Malatya, Turkey. Every time I touch them my soul gets disturbed. Seeds, roots, race, destiny and all the s..t comes out.

One more pic...and GOODBYE!!!

My beloved Diasporic Brothers last summer, in Yerevan.