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.

http://www.translatum.gr/forum/index.php?topic=915.0#ixzz14ju4fUam

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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Dante’s Inferno, Perhaps Third Cirlce: The Gross Man

Posted on July 25, 2010 at 4:15 pm by ouo in

fire-kavewall For those who don’t remember, the Dante’s Inferno series are reserved for rants and the literary banishment of those who offend Urban Odyssey bloggers. Watch out, because this post comes from the fury of Bianca. Only mildly censored so as not to ignite an internet riot.

“Dear God,
Why? Why I ask, why do certain people exist?

Picture it, a muggy Spring morning in late May. The 6:00am 2 train. Abnormally packed train for this early in the morning. Seating is limited. As I go into my usual morning trance during my 90 minute commute I am rudely interrupted by foul play. That foul play my friends is Body Odor. A 6′ 5″ inch male, approximately 40 years old, still rockin fubu hard as if they were ever cool or like they ever made anything of quality…or perhaps his Asian themed button down is a “Dragon Ball-Z” shirt. Nonetheless his shirt sucks. His jeans are visibly filthy and 2 inches too short. He is wearing crew cut socks (do they even make those anymore?) and his new balance sneakers look like his lawn mowing sneakers however somehow I doubt he has a lawn to mow. Too harsh? Well you try sitting down wind from this motherfucker standing over you with what I believe to be 2 days worth of underarm body odor. There is no escaping this. I tried plugging my nose, burying my face in my arm then my bag. Shallow breaths from my mouth did not do the trick. “Ding!” The train doors open after this 15 minute violation. He takes two steps toward what I believe will be my freedom to breath. NOPE sits right next to me. I thought for a moment the smell would die down since I was no longer right beneath his armpit. 5-4-3-2-NOPE. Dante’s Inferno, Perhaps Third Cirlce: The Gross Man – continue reading …

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funny signs

Posted on October 8, 2009 at 11:07 pm by ouo in

Submitted by JPLogan

yonkersignsYonkers, NY October 2009

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Underground talent

Posted on September 24, 2009 at 11:24 pm by ouo in

JPLogan asks…

Whatever happened to street performers?

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“It only takes a great musician, battery powered amp, eye seeing dog and a banjo.  Subway music Boston style.”

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Miami knows what’s up

Posted on July 25, 2009 at 11:50 am by ouo in

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This Miami sign was submitted by JPLogan, passed along from others… More smart urban planning. 

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Chutes and Ladders

Posted on July 6, 2009 at 11:35 pm by ouo in


kavewall-heart1This story idea and link was submitted by JPLogan of NYC.

Recent salsa reflections had us commenting on gender dynamics. Here’s a look into some theory that’s out there which seeks to explain gender dynamics, from a guy who seems to have approached the male/female game as a graduate internet thesis project. It pretty much goes like this: gals keep two “ladders” where they put men: a friend ladder and a f*ck-ables ladder. Men keep one ladder and there is a hierarchy of women on the ladder based on attraction.  Here is a snippet from the webpage, “Ladder Theory”: Chutes and Ladders – continue reading …

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Alien Street Cookie Arrives in Inwood via Black Hole

Posted on July 3, 2009 at 11:51 am by ouo in

This find was submitted by C-mixto in Inwood, NYC

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Speaking of outer space, if this isn’t Street Cookie I don’t know what is. C-mixto submitted this photo reluctantly. He is not a fan of the Street Cookie thread, but was shaken by his find and might be a new believer. This is alien Street Cookie emerging from a black hole vortex. He came across it near Academy Street in Inwood.

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“Harlem Homeland Security”

Posted on May 31, 2009 at 7:55 am by ouo in

This Urban Odyssey find was submitted by Divafish, discovered two years ago in Harlem. It’s just a find, not an advocacy of opinion, so don’t get all up in arms. Gentrification is not an easy subject or phenomenon. harlemflyer

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Who dropped their shopping list?

Posted on May 26, 2009 at 8:44 pm by ouo in

sidewalkstickercrackThis picture was submitted by Divafish, who spotted this urban odyssey find on 125th Street and Amsterdam. Yours?

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