One American man half-raps in English-peppered Spanish about the perils of chatting up women as a foreigner and as his finishing line “at least I’ll always have my dictionary” is met with a loud, cheering approval, it becomes clear what is so striking about the poetry nights: though the main language is Spanish, many others (even Norwegian) were blended into the mix, and nobody batted an eyelid. Despite the slightly livewire air of dissent, there was a hearty and warm acceptance of the hybrid, bi-lingual, multi-national identity of the city. According to the organizers, “Anyone has the right to read whenever they want.” Every night has an inspiring theme; April’s is “Mírame… ojos que ven, corazón que siente” (“Look at me… eyes that see, heart that feels”).
This former lechería (milk shop) has a literary heritage of its own, and I think that Terenci Moix – the openly gay Catalan writer famous for his criticism of Franco and who was born within the very walls of Granja de Gavà – would have approved.
April 6 at 9:30pm
Granja de Gavà. C/ Joaquín Costa, 37 (Raval).
April 3, 2011





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