Lost Unicorn in the Heights

Posted on November 8, 2010 at 7:14 pm by ouo in

lostunicornC-mixto submitted this photograph near Dyckman Street. It’s a poster looking for a Lost Unicorn, Unicornio Perdido… C-mixto, being a poet at heart and music fan, noticed it was printed on blue paper, and immediately wondered if the person who posted it is calling out for Silvio Rodriguez’s Unicornio. Ah C-mixto.  Here are the lyrics in Spanish and English:

Mi Unicornio azul ayer se me perdió,
pastando lo dejé y desapareció.
Cualquier información la voy bien a pagar,
las flores que dejó, no me han querido hablar.

Mi Unicornio azul ayer se me perdió,
no sé si se me fue, no sé si se extravió.
Y yo no tengo más que un Unicornio azul.
Si alguien sabe de él, le ruego información,
cien mil o un millón yo pagaré.
Mi Unicornio azul se me ha perdido ayer,
se fue…

Mi Unicornio y yo hicimos amistad,
un poco con amor, un poco con verdad.
Con su cuerno de añil pescaba una canción,
saberla compartir era su vocación.

Mi Unicornio azul ayer se me perdió,
y puede parecer acaso una obsesión,
pero no tengo más que un Unicornio azul
y aunque tuviera dos, yo solo quiero aquel.
Cualquier información la pagaré.
Mi Unicornio azul se me ha perdido ayer,
se fue…

My blue unicorn, I lost it yesterday.
I left it grazing and it disappeared.
Any information, I will pay for it well.
The flowers that it left behind don’t want to talk to me.

My blue unicorn, I lost it yesterday,
I don’t know if it left me, or if it got lost,
and I don’t have but one blue unicorn.
If anyone’s got any news, I beg to hear them.
A hundred thousand or a million, I will pay.
My blue unicorn, I lost it yesterday,
it went away.

My unicorn and I became friends,
a little bit with love, a little bit with truth.
With its indigo horn it was fishing for a song
knowing how to share it was its calling.

My blue unicorn, I lost it yesterday,
and it may seem perhaps like an obsession
but I don’t have but one blue unicorn
and even if I had two I only wanted that one.
Any information, I will pay for it,
My blue unicorn, I lost it yesterday,
it went away.

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If you have seen this person’s unicorn, a number is posted on the flyer.

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Super Nova

Posted on November 8, 2010 at 6:45 pm by ouo in

This post was submitted and written by Zorro.

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In the world of social dancing, we are all on a quest for individuals tuned into our particular dance frequency.  Much like in relationships, you walk onto the dance floor searching for individuals who understand you, who are on the same wave-length. You go through the cycle of partnering, compromising your rhythm to match theirs, spending 4 minutes of your life attempting to understand each other over the metaphorical static, and decoupling with a smile and a polite nod before you continue on your quest.  The 4-minute-cycle begins and ends for hours on end and you enjoy yourself throughout.  However, on rare occasions, and only for those who are extremely lucky, a phenomenon occurs that changes your perspective on the cycle.
The beginning of the cycle begins almost as usual.  You see the salsera/o from across the room, s/he looks like a dancer you’d get on well with, and you are compelled to investigate further. You continue watching and something looks almost familiar in her movement. You await impatiently for the opportunity to present itself, and you ask her to dance.  You take each other’s hand, join each other in frame, and then, it happens.  The music begins and you are perfectly in tune; the darkness of the dance floor fades away to a brief moment of unbelievable brightness.  You’ve just experienced a Super Nova.

It is not that you have become a better dancer per se; it actually has little to do with you. You have simply found someone who perfectly understands you. Your feet are no longer held down by gravity.  You float across the room, dancing along the same frequency: turning, dipping and sliding in complete unison.  You misstep, but her foot follows as though it was meant to be. You try that pattern that you’ve never been able to get quite right, and she flows through it with you effortlessly.  Then, long before you could have ever wanted it to, the music stops.  Somehow, your allotted 4 minutes has already passed. A new song begins and you must politely nod, continuing the cycle.
The Super Nova shows you that somewhere in the vast dance cosmos, there is someone who understands you – that someone can understand you.  The sheer brilliance of the experience illuminates who you are as a dancer and helps you understand what makes your movement yours.  If you are lucky enough to find a Super Nova, dance as often as you can with him/her for it is a rare phenomenon. However, be cautious that your desire to repeat the experience does not make you over-zealous; you don’t want to transform into a succubus.

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