Michael TallonWebsite: http://www.lacuadraonline.com
Michael Tallon, Editor-in-Chief, head writer and delivery boy, of La Cuadra Magazine, expatriated from the States 5 years ago, after escaping Brooklyn 13 years into a 25 to life sentence with the New York City Board of Education. After spending a year in Antigua gasbagging about wanting to start an English Language magazine, he again hit the road and wandered about South America, India and Nepal before finding himself sipping tea in Darjeeling and realizing that maybe it was time to head home and pick up the career path, once again. That ill-fated adventure in New York lasted about 6 weeks before he decided to high-tail it back to Antigua, Guatemala, where John had actually started the magazine in his absence.
After a few months, Mike took over the magazine to allow John to focus on his other business interests, and has been going slowly broke since. And on that note, Mike would like to invite any and all advertisers and potential patrons to send him business and free money. Or just drop by Cafe No Se to buy him beer.
Stories by Michael Tallon:
A few months back, I was at a wedding in Guatemala City. I’d been warned that it would be a full hour-and-a-half-long service. Worse, the acoustics of the room, while friendly to Gregorian chanters, were less so to a speaking voice. As much of this service would be in muffled, aurally confounding Spanish, I knew I… full story HERE »
Until recently, I’d been down for a few months. Nothing terrible, just a case of walking-ennui, probably picked up from a wandering Parisian while knocking back an absinthe at the Bistro a couple months back. Suddenly, the world seemed like it had gone all soggy and drab. Nothing was terribly interesting. Nothing seemed magical.
My first reaction,… full story HERE »
In a recent interview with La Cuadra, sculptor Keith L. Andrews said that his life had unfolded in stages, “like the life of an insect.” It was an intriguing observation from an intriguing man.
Each stage, he says, is about twenty-one years in length. The early years were spent in preparation and study. The second stage was a career… full story HERE »
There’s an old saying back in the States that I just made up and it goes something like this: “If there is a zombie in the well, you probably shouldn’t drink the water.” Apropos of which, for all the buzz in El Norte regarding a civil war brewing within the ranks of the Republican Party, I’m… full story HERE »
Just over two months ago, we all heard the same soul-gouging news from Newtown, Connecticut. In a nation that has seen more than its share of firearm-related atrocities, a crime had been committed that was so dark, so unrelentingly awful, that none of us could look away — and few of us could shake off a… full story HERE »
I love my friend Gigi. Actually, she prefers the more simple and direct GG — without spaces, periods or other punctuation. But my internal copy editor won’t allow me to refer to her as such in print, for fear that my readers may believe her name is pronounced “guhg-guhg.”
In any case, I love my friend Gigi…. full story HERE »
Captain’s Log, Stardate 050511.1. Primary Alpha One, Preparatory Exercises for the Newtral Zone War — My suspicion has grown that the other officers on this training mission may actually be insane. Don’t they understand that our prime directive is to determine the fittest, most square-jawed leader in our coming battle with the rebellious Admiral Gingrich? The… full story HERE »
John Colella, my best friend, died five years ago this December. He was 42 years old at the time, and I remember simply not being able to process the information when my father called with the news. My dad might as well have told me that he’d just cancelled the family subscription to the color blue… full story HERE »
In January of 2008, back when La Cuadra was still a stumbling puppy of a magazine, we featured the work of Alfredo Garcia Gil. It was only the second issue published by the current editor-in-chief, and we were very much up in the air as to how we should move forward. And, as it happens,… full story HERE »
In late May of this year, I sat on the back deck of my family home in Upstate New York with my brothers and some old friends. Everyone was there for a backyard barbeque, something we only get to do once or twice a year anymore. Brother Ed’s toddlers, the twins, were playing with trucks, being… full story HERE »