<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:18:47.640Z</updated><title type='text'>M o z z a n</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-718452880155461940</id><published>2012-02-04T14:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-04T14:29:48.898Z</updated><title type='text'>finalmente....:</title><summary type='text'>MorrisseyMozzerMozSteven Patrick:: MOZZITO EN LIMA!! ::Al fin!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/718452880155461940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/718452880155461940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2012_02_01_archive.html#718452880155461940' title='finalmente....:'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-2463284385098757285</id><published>2008-01-12T15:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:52:47.901Z</updated><title type='text'>Praesagĭum</title><summary type='text'>El año que acaba de pasar y que ahora ya quedó atrás, fue un año especial para mí, muy variado, lleno de sorpresas, reencuentros, viajes, lágrimas, conciertos, sonrisas y muchas más risas, nostalgia, tensión, esfuerzo y satisfacción. Pero como dije ya quedó atrás y ….lo voy a echar de menos -_-.Este año lo empecé de una manera muy extraña, será un praesagĭum?, no lo creo O_&lt;.◘•☺Un amigo, que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/2463284385098757285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/2463284385098757285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2463284385098757285' title='Praesagĭum'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-6854967822414718613</id><published>2007-11-15T00:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:11.155Z</updated><title type='text'>Björk @ Lima</title><summary type='text'> I want to find The Secret PathA bird delivered into my heartI want to love by the Blue Lagoon Kiss under the waning moon Straying, claiming my place in this mortal coilPor fuentes amigas ya tenía bien confirmada la llegada de Björk a Lima mucho antes de que se hiciera oficial, pero hasta no tener la entrada en mis manos no podía creer que Björk iba a venir a tocar al Perú. Así que no escatimé en</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6854967822414718613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6854967822414718613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6854967822414718613' title='Björk @ Lima'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/RzuT2UlIvVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fzzZuSyRkzg/s72-c/Volta_bg01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-3638721436572460214</id><published>2007-10-05T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:11.412Z</updated><title type='text'>Violently Happy !!!!!!!!!!!!!! sí!! viene!</title><summary type='text'>Al fin, al fin.Llega Björk y tocará cerca de mi tejado!.Perfecto!....*año maravilloso*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3638721436572460214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3638721436572460214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3638721436572460214' title='Violently Happy !!!!!!!!!!!!!! sí!! viene!'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/RwZipND0fNI/AAAAAAAAADw/9W0YzvAveAQ/s72-c/b2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-6702621411856170779</id><published>2007-09-11T20:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:11.558Z</updated><title type='text'>Cruxando deditos! - Come Björk Come!</title><summary type='text'>Rumores y más rumores. Algunos me aseguran que Björk viene de todas maneras a Lima en la quincena de Noviembre, y que quizás hasta toque un martes 13. Pero continúan siendo puras especulaciones, pero yo…….yo quiero que las confirmen ya!.Björk es una de mis artistas más queridas. Y muy aparte de que mis amigos hayan hecho comparaciones sobre mi manera de bailar y la de Björk, la sonrisa, las </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6702621411856170779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6702621411856170779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6702621411856170779' title='Cruxando deditos! - Come Björk Come!'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/RubuKl-yPCI/AAAAAAAAADE/tGAVck2waE8/s72-c/bjork-volta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-3103227136206229163</id><published>2007-05-25T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:12.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Intersecciones</title><summary type='text'>Me escondo de los espejos, huyo de ellos, prefiero pensar que soy un fantasmita, invisible……..Todo lo contrario sucede cuando me veo en el del reflejo de las lunas del Subterráneo junto al resto de personas que viajan conmigo, mientras yo voy escuchando melodías que me ayudan a esbozar historias que guardo en mi mente y que de vez en cuando plasmo en un papel o en la pc.Esa quizás sea una de las </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3103227136206229163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3103227136206229163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3103227136206229163' title='Intersecciones'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/RlYiw75IlZI/AAAAAAAAACw/WSeC4qq92Bs/s72-c/tnn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-3160733814076791688</id><published>2007-05-22T15:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:12.186Z</updated><title type='text'>1....2.....3......</title><summary type='text'>!!! Happy B'day Mozzito !!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3160733814076791688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/3160733814076791688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3160733814076791688' title='1....2.....3......'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/RlMDR75IlWI/AAAAAAAAACc/6WwcLLnWD-E/s72-c/mozzito-sena2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-6968871136588480310</id><published>2007-04-26T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T18:32:51.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El guardián del hielo ahora sólo dibujará seres esbeltos y primordiales que nunca se desvanecerán ....-_-</title><summary type='text'>Y coincidimos en el terral El heladero con su carretilla averiada Y yo Que corría tras los pájaros huidos del fuego De la zafra.También coincidió el sol En esa situación cómo negarse a un favor llano:El heladero me pidió cuidar su efímero hielo.Oh cuidar lo fugaz bajo el sol...El hielo empezó a derretirse Bajo mi sombra, tan desesperada Como inútil.Diluyéndose Dibujaba seres esbeltos y </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6968871136588480310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/6968871136588480310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6968871136588480310' title='El guardián del hielo ahora sólo dibujará seres esbeltos y primordiales que nunca se desvanecerán ....-_-'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-4828137521750226924</id><published>2007-04-13T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:12.418Z</updated><title type='text'>Here Come The Earth Intruders!</title><summary type='text'>here!: listen to the troopersWe are the earth intruders We are the earth intruders Muddy with twigs and branches A-haaaaaa!Turmoil! Carnaaaaa-ge!Here come the earth intruders We are the paratroopers The beat of sharpshooters Comes straight from voodooWith our feet thumbing With our feet marching Grinding the skeptics into the soilShower of goodness coming to end the doubt—pouring over Shower of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/4828137521750226924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/4828137521750226924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4828137521750226924' title='Here Come The Earth Intruders!'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/Rh-fXJn53rI/AAAAAAAAACM/3vLrm8A56HA/s72-c/b1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-1047428624894147787</id><published>2007-03-29T20:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:09:12.564Z</updated><title type='text'>Thursday...</title><summary type='text'>Mi regreso no trae muchas palabras, o quizás sí, sólo que no sé por dónde empezar.El verano me hipnotizó, y ya no le huyo más como antes. = : = : = : = : = : = : =Vicio de Verano: El maracuyá, gran protagonista de mis antojos del verano que por cierto dicen que ya acabó.Mi favorito: Además del helado de rigor, el jugo de maracuyá –nada de refresco de maracuyá- “ju-go”, y su combinación con el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/1047428624894147787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/1047428624894147787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1047428624894147787' title='Thursday...'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtrnM0euPoQ/Rh-alZn53pI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sEiHVhr4mM8/s72-c/4b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-116389629793048389</id><published>2006-11-19T02:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:36:01.266Z</updated><title type='text'>10 días en pocas palabras</title><summary type='text'>Violín , lluvia , abrigo blanco , flores del naranjo, E. Granados, + lluvia , ‘sorpresa’, cava rosé , Dalí [rocío] Dalí !, atún , guantes negros , Joan Miró, portátil , Cello , manos heladas , tinta china , tacos , Jarvis Cocker , Piano , Centro de Lima de noche , Maratón Dr. House , reencuentro , Eielson , 'systems shut down' ---, romero , Kandinsky , bicicleta a toda velocidad , ‘Poema’ , olor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116389629793048389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116389629793048389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116389629793048389' title='10 días en pocas palabras'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-116399029775393142</id><published>2006-11-19T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:39:19.993Z</updated><title type='text'>El 'Emperador'</title><summary type='text'>Viendo este video recordé algunos de ‘mis pasitos noventeros’. Lindos!.Shall we dance?.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116399029775393142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116399029775393142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116399029775393142' title='El &apos;Emperador&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-116291479297512635</id><published>2006-11-07T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:25:10.116Z</updated><title type='text'>rUn naz RuN?</title><summary type='text'>[Sí, ya sé, fueron ‘semanas, semanas y más semanas -_-’…..]Recuerdo de pequeña haber corrido -obligada- más de una vez en la clausura de las olimpiadas de mi colegio alrededor del hipódromo de Monterrico –sí, 'wazu'- (mi equipo era el color azul, ‘Sadat’). Recuerdo también que muchas veces durante la maratón tenía que disminuir la velocidad para no dejar atrás a mi amiga y compañera de carrera, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116291479297512635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116291479297512635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116291479297512635' title='rUn naz RuN?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-116291371793869147</id><published>2006-11-07T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T15:48:23.843Z</updated><title type='text'>The Radio Dept. en Lima &gt;_&lt;</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116291371793869147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116291371793869147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116291371793869147' title='The Radio Dept. en Lima &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-116248105678743236</id><published>2006-11-02T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:34:59.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Pablo Guevara [1930 - 2006]</title><summary type='text'>Después de una larga enfermedad, el 1 de Noviembre falleció el reconocido poeta poeta Pablo Guevara [1930 - 2006].Pablo Guevara perteneció a la llamada Generación del 50. Recibió el Premio Nacional de Poesía en 1954 y el Premió COPÉ de Poesía en 1997. En los últimos años fue profesor de los cursos de Poesía Peruana y del Taller del teatro y guiones literarios en la Escuela de Literatura de la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116248105678743236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/116248105678743236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116248105678743236' title='Pablo Guevara [1930 - 2006]'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115674110995848951</id><published>2006-08-28T05:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T06:04:49.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramels au Chocolat</title><summary type='text'> + miel+ sucre+ beurre+ chocolatLos ‘niños’ piden golosinas, y golosinas les doy ^_^.Pero a ellos les digo que las tomen con prudencia, porque el exceso de ellas puede traerles graves consecuencias, sino ….pregúntenle a Mozzan O_&lt;. Mozzan debe hibernar, pero prefiere salir a jugar mientras se enfrían sus manos y nariz …. Las golosinas poco conocidas y que pronto saldrán en serie al mercado, están</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115674110995848951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115674110995848951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115674110995848951' title='Caramels au Chocolat'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115599992219958877</id><published>2006-08-19T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T04:17:06.786Z</updated><title type='text'>As easy as you said it was going to be?</title><summary type='text'>94 . Viernes Miraflores . Bizarro Dos niñasUna muda y una ciegaNo DIHe was blindI am blindI am not deafHe was deaf‘Le digo?, mejor no le digo’‘Pero quiero, ‘tengo’ que saltar’- impulso -‘Sr. Dj. quiere que mi amiga y yo lo colguemos?’- pausa –‘Ahora sí, a saltar’Recomendación: No hacer 'pogo' con tacos. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115599992219958877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115599992219958877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115599992219958877' title='As easy as you said it was going to be?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115532259962429512</id><published>2006-08-11T19:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:24:25.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers in August</title><summary type='text'>Unas cuantas tazas de café fueron suficientes para que tras un buen rato de charla, nos sumergiéramos dentro de mi pequeño inventario de música; uno tomó el archivador rojo, otro el azul, y yo sin pensarlo terminé con el blanco ….Empezamos escuchando de todo y en varios idiomas (inclusive coreano), pero poco a poco y sin proponérnoslo empezamos a tocar canciones que hacia tiempo no escuchábamos, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115532259962429512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115532259962429512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115532259962429512' title='Flowers in August'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115531548848995717</id><published>2006-08-11T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:42:13.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les presento a ....</title><summary type='text'>Yo trato de no ir en busca de mi armadura para evitar 'internarme indefinidamente' en el WoW, pero al igual como sucede con el A0E, ella me busca a mi O_&lt;.Cumple 10 años &gt;_&lt;. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115531548848995717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115531548848995717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115531548848995717' title='Les presento a ....'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115334114501600863</id><published>2006-07-19T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T04:47:11.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkles</title><summary type='text'>=== === ======= === ===Hace semanas que le doy vuelta al disco, lo pongo al revés, al derecho y aún no encuentro el puerto para hacer conexión.Por mientras he encontrado un par de adaptadores para algunas canciones del álbum.@_@: Integral: En la universidad me divertía con las Integrales.@_@: Minimal: Extraño a ‘my dance floor in red’ -_- …..@_@: Psychological: De caer en manos equivocadas, la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115334114501600863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115334114501600863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115334114501600863' title='Sparkles'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115293785740720143</id><published>2006-07-15T05:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T06:03:09.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gallery Nights '06</title><summary type='text'>..... yo sí, y tú?........ un poco más de esto para no olvidar, y de lo aquello no más.Gallery Nights '06 [Ella juegasin darse cuentaen las mañanasmientras termina de despertarse,las tararea,y aunque sabe que las de turno pasarán pronto a la historia- aún no sabe porque llamaron su atención-las sigue tarareandocon micrófono invisible,pero ella lo puede ver O_O &gt;_&lt;]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115293785740720143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115293785740720143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115293785740720143' title='Gallery Nights &apos;06'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115229002067019786</id><published>2006-07-07T00:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T02:13:08.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis nenúfares</title><summary type='text'>Les nénufars, dans la mare déserte,Fleurissaient sur les eaux. 1. + Hojea los libros de su madre, deleitándose con las fotos a colores de bellas pinturas. +2. + Quiere seguir viendo más. Empieza a sentir predilección por unas más que otras +3. + Cambia las fichas del pac-man de Camino Real por postales de pintura +4. + Le pide a su madre fervorosamente que le hable más de ‘esas’ pinturas+5. + Las</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115229002067019786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115229002067019786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115229002067019786' title='Mis nenúfares'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115187522474263777</id><published>2006-07-02T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:59:17.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aujourd'hui, un café svp</title><summary type='text'>- ¿Salir a jugar? -En estos últimos días, en Lima, el Sr. Sol ha estado un poquito loco, tanto así que nos ha estado disparando su rayitos por la tarde.A mi encanta que me ataque, aún cuando no sepa como voy a salir vestida a la calle, porque aunque haga viento me gusta dejarme engañar por el Sr. Sol travieso. `Y cuando me dicen Café, digo sí!, y hoy no es la excepción, así que domingo por la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115187522474263777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115187522474263777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115187522474263777' title='Aujourd&apos;hui, un café svp'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-115061096087158990</id><published>2006-06-18T06:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T07:55:20.223+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Protège Moi</title><summary type='text'>Me resulta extraño que cada cierto tiempo alguien aparezca y me diga que siempre salgo con algo nuevo, que sorprendo, mmmm…..no sé si eso sea bueno o malo y tampoco sé si realmente sea así, pero el hecho que me lo diga más de una persona hace que lo piense un poco O_o . Un día, al poco tiempo de haber ingresado a la universidad, un amigo que sabía que me gustaba descubrir música nueva, sin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115061096087158990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/115061096087158990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115061096087158990' title='Protège Moi'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114945808223526245</id><published>2006-06-04T22:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:29:52.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Muda</title><summary type='text'>Tenía que pasar por el banco para hacer un pago de última hora.Era aún temprano y en mi cabeza iba organizando cada cosa que iba a realizar en las siguientes horas.Muy despistada y con Joy Division marcándome el paso -gracias al iPod mini-, me senté a esperar mi turno sin darme cuenta de lo que estaba sucediendo a mi alrededor, mientras buscaba en mi bolso el documento con el que iba a realizar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114945808223526245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114945808223526245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114945808223526245' title='Muda'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114651130531062652</id><published>2006-05-01T18:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T19:18:03.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin recuerdos no</title><summary type='text'>No he desparecido, mejor dicho, no he desparecido más de lo usual; .... es mi naturaleza.Siempre hay algo que contar, pero no soy buena para hacerlo frente a todos, aunque me gusta que 'algunos' de ese 'todo' estén rondando por aquí.Los que han caído por este blog no han necesitado de dar muchas vueltas para darse cuenta que la música es una de las cosas que más disfruto entre otras cosas más.Ya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114651130531062652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114651130531062652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114651130531062652' title='Sin recuerdos no'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114325881358065718</id><published>2006-03-25T03:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T13:22:22.610Z</updated><title type='text'>Vaso medio lleno</title><summary type='text'>Algo me ha pasado,no sé bien que.** pienso **No, sé qué, pero algo ha sucedido. ---------------------------------------------01:30'Esto no es lo mío', 'ya soporte mucho',+ miro a los lados +'quiero irme', 'estoy aburrida'+ Vuelvo a mirar a mí alrededor ++ Mi vaso está casi intacto +* * me derrito de aburrimiento **J: '¿Quieres irte?'sí.J: ¿Se te ocurre adónde ir?sí.+ En el taxi +* * No le va a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114325881358065718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114325881358065718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114325881358065718' title='Vaso medio lleno'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114299915557092132</id><published>2006-03-21T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T03:47:22.986Z</updated><title type='text'>** Sin título **</title><summary type='text'>Me uno al nudo-homenaje a Eielson -_- .....Nace en: Poesía en forma de pájaro</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114299915557092132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114299915557092132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114299915557092132' title='** Sin título **'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114246411860194110</id><published>2006-03-15T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:18:47.263Z</updated><title type='text'>Tomboy</title><summary type='text'>Trepando y .... cayendo de los árboles Envainando y desenvainando mi espada - de plástico desde luego :P -.Cayendo otra vez .......Metiendo las narices en lugares cubiertos de polvo.Cayendo de nuevo .......Disparando contra el enemigo - el otro equipo -Cayendo una vez más .......Buscando cualquier clase de artrópodos sin antenas.Cayendo en plena búsqueda, otra vez ....Lanzando por la ventana </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114246411860194110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114246411860194110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114246411860194110' title='Tomboy'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114192067147478150</id><published>2006-03-09T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:23:06.123Z</updated><title type='text'>De ahora en adelante estaremos bajo la atenta mirada de Eielson ....</title><summary type='text'>1924 - 2006 Uno de los primeros poemas de Eielson que llegaron a mi ..... de mutatis mutandis2cifra sin fin cifra sinfin cifra que nuncaprincipiacantidad esplendentecero encendidodime tú por quédime dónde cuándo cómocuál es el hilo ciegoque se quema entre mis dedosy por qué los cielos clarosy mis ojos cerradosy por qué la arena todabajo mi calzadoy por qué entre rayos sóloentre rayos me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114192067147478150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114192067147478150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114192067147478150' title='De ahora en adelante estaremos bajo la atenta mirada de Eielson ....'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-114153298231995656</id><published>2006-03-05T07:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-05T04:34:13.496Z</updated><title type='text'>De vuelta</title><summary type='text'> Luego de una 'necesaria' desconexión, estoy de regreso ;-).No sé si esto sea momentáneo, o sea el inicio de una nueva etapa, o tan sólo una ilusión, pero lo que si sé, es que estoy de vuelta! :P.&gt;_O</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114153298231995656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/114153298231995656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114153298231995656' title='De vuelta'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113813904280343959</id><published>2006-01-24T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-24T21:55:16.793Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Es extraño que no te des cuenta que aquí estoy.Extraño tener lodo en mis manos.Extraño tumbarme horas en el campo e imaginar figuras con las estrellas.Es extraño que rompiera la puerta el primer día de clases.Extraño que me cuiden cuando estoy enferma.Es extraño que cada vez tenga menos miedo al riesgo.Extraño abrazarte cuando quiero ser feliz.Es extraño que camine cuando estoy soñando.Extraño </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113813904280343959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113813904280343959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113813904280343959' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113803136889789346</id><published>2006-01-23T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:55:46.600Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Il y a une jouissance à savoir qu'on est pauvre , qu'on est seul et que personne ne songe à nous. Cela simplifie la vie." Marguerite Yourcenar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113803136889789346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113803136889789346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113803136889789346' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113720803876464350</id><published>2006-01-14T03:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-14T03:09:39.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Please don't touch me, I've come to far to let you bring me down"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113720803876464350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113720803876464350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113720803876464350' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113701184376297557</id><published>2006-01-11T20:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:38:49.020Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Falta poco .....  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113701184376297557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113701184376297557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113701184376297557' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113658441531247612</id><published>2006-01-06T21:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:45:49.886Z</updated><title type='text'>'Los primeros del año'</title><summary type='text'>El primer regaloEl primer postEl primer tema en el radioblogHace como 15 años que ya no celebro 'Reyes', y la verdad es que lo extraño, y no lo digo por los regalos (que nunca vienen mal) sino porque eso significaba tener a dos personas muy importantes y especiales a mi lado , las cuales ahora ya no están físicamente conmigo -_-, pero sólo ‘fisicamente’ ^_^.Mi abue y mi tía tenían por costumbre </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113658441531247612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113658441531247612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113658441531247612' title='&apos;Los primeros del año&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113527385031538386</id><published>2005-12-22T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-30T02:56:19.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Softer than dust and louder than bombs</title><summary type='text'>Incontables las veces en las que le he dado vueltas a mis ideas tratando de descifrar el fondo de ellas.Siempre haciendo más preguntas de las usuales, reaccionando ante hechos que el resto ignora o que simplemente no llega a distinguir.Tomando decisiones radicales, muchas veces necesarias para poder sosegar mi desconcierto. Todo ello forma parte de una importante fracción de mi día a día, que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113527385031538386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113527385031538386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113527385031538386' title='Softer than dust and louder than bombs'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113483359987885972</id><published>2005-12-17T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T04:32:12.236Z</updated><title type='text'>A 'black star' in my lesson book?</title><summary type='text'>Hoy es sábado y no he podido dormir hasta que mis ojitos digan basta, me he despertado a las 6:00 am O_O.¿Y qué es lo que puede hacer que hoy me despierte a estas horas?, ….. el gasfítero, bufff, bueno..... sólo me queda hacer malabares para que mis ojitos no se cierren.He tenido una semana un poco agitada y no he podido hacer mi tarea de caligrafía ni tampoco la tarea más importante y bonita de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113483359987885972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113483359987885972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113483359987885972' title='A &apos;black star&apos; in my lesson book?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113381889998011535</id><published>2005-12-05T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:29:55.130Z</updated><title type='text'>In pursuit of 'Belle and Sebastian'</title><summary type='text'>Antes de que sigan pasando los días, un adelanto del nuevo disco de Belle and Sebastian, que dicho sea de paso es otra de las bandas que ocupan un importante espacio en el disco duro de mi ipod.Debo confesar que el nuevo disco no es exactamente lo que estaba esperando oír, aunque tampoco sabría explicar bien que es lo que aguardaba del nuevo álbum, pero lo que si está claro es que los Belle </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113381889998011535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113381889998011535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113381889998011535' title='In pursuit of &apos;Belle and Sebastian&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113347243831044012</id><published>2005-12-01T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-02T03:53:19.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Deutsches signal</title><summary type='text'>Si me mencionaban Alemania hace tres años creo que mi subconsciente no hubiera tenido tanto trabajo por hacer como lo tiene ahora.Sin querer en los en los dos últimos años me he ido acercando más a la cultura alemana, y eso más que nada se lo debo a mis amistades, ya que ahora más de uno vive allá y probablemente pronto lo hagan los que faltan ... -_- y quizás ... .También tuve un acercamiento a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113347243831044012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113347243831044012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113347243831044012' title='Deutsches signal'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113166635245755334</id><published>2005-11-10T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T03:47:22.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Under The Iron Bridge</title><summary type='text'> Qué rápido se pasa el tiempo, hace un año que ya llevo paseando por aquí.Hace poco más de un año, mi amigo ‘O’ me dijo: ¿por qué no haces un blog?, y la verdad es que en un inicio le dije: ‘si, claro, puede ser’; pero en el fondo la idea no me terminaba de convencer del todo, y si bien ya había visto algunos blogs de amigos, debo confesar que me daba un poco de temor.Temor porque quizás no me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113166635245755334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113166635245755334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113166635245755334' title='Under The Iron Bridge'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113099304353269176</id><published>2005-11-02T23:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:44:37.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Al parecer será en Marzo! &gt;_&lt;</title><summary type='text'>- más - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113099304353269176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113099304353269176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113099304353269176' title='Al parecer será en Marzo! &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113094808662134132</id><published>2005-11-02T02:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:50:02.933Z</updated><title type='text'>Visconti cuenta su experiencia de trabajar junto a Morrissey</title><summary type='text'>El productor Tony Visconti, quien está a cargo de la producción del nuevo álbum de Morrissey, en una sección de su web site, parecida a un diario personal, ha publicado algunos detalles sobre el nuevo material del Moz. - Leer texto completo -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113094808662134132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113094808662134132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113094808662134132' title='Visconti cuenta su experiencia de trabajar junto a Morrissey'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-113064691698762221</id><published>2005-10-30T05:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-30T04:49:27.306Z</updated><title type='text'>Have the pleasure of meaning what you sing? ....</title><summary type='text'>Desde que tengo uso de memoria - incluso antes O_o - recuerdo siempre haber tenido una canción al lado; por eso en más de una ocasión he dicho que mi vida podría escribirse con canciones, no por su significado en si, sino por el significado que tiene para mi el momento en que estuvieron presentes. ‘now is a chance to shine’ Sing Your Life * (está en radioblog-moz)Any fool can think of words that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113064691698762221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/113064691698762221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113064691698762221' title='Have the pleasure of meaning what you sing? ....'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112959637097602670</id><published>2005-10-18T01:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T05:17:33.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>94 y parte del 95: ¿Una serie de hechos inesperados?</title><summary type='text'>· Disfruté del último helado de lúcuma y jugo de piña con mi abue -_-.· Faltaba poco para terminar el colegio.· Recién aprendía a viajar ‘sola’ por Lima y tuve mi primer encuentro frente a frente con las 'combis'.· Dejaba de tener 19 o 20 en conducta, porque yo estaba mejor con un 11.· No me opuse a 'bailar' Creep.· Tenía la 'primera cita oficial'· En 'Nivel A' más que prepararme para la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112959637097602670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112959637097602670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112959637097602670' title='94 y parte del 95: ¿Una serie de hechos inesperados?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112917303233622287</id><published>2005-10-13T04:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:10:32.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MMVI será el año!  ^_^</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112917303233622287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112917303233622287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112917303233622287' title='MMVI será el año!  ^_^'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112848099537852351</id><published>2005-10-05T03:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T03:58:26.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>El nuevo álbum de Morrissey ya tiene título ...</title><summary type='text'>                                                                                 --------&gt;   naz-mozzan-morrissey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112848099537852351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112848099537852351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112848099537852351' title='El nuevo álbum de Morrissey ya tiene título ...'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112785235173970902</id><published>2005-09-27T21:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T05:39:20.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya no sufran más ..... un adelanto de lo nuevo de 'Depeche Mode'</title><summary type='text'>Desde hace algunas semanas tenía en mente subir un adelanto del nuevo material de Depeche Mode, pero por razones que no vienen al caso mencionar no lo hice, pero más vale tarde que nunca :o).Después de los intentos como solistas de Dave Gahan y Martin Gore, y la consolidación de Andy Fletcher como productor musical con su sello Toast Hawaii; Depeche Mode regresa con un nuevo álbum bajo el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112785235173970902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112785235173970902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112785235173970902' title='Ya no sufran más ..... un adelanto de lo nuevo de &apos;Depeche Mode&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112675001506458079</id><published>2005-09-15T02:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T04:13:31.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Al fin....'THE CORPSE BRIDE'</title><summary type='text'>De sólo pensar en ella ....... veo estrellitas a mi alrededor.....Hace como 7 meses me enteré que uno de mis directores favoritos, Tim Burton, iba a presentar en Septiembre una película que llevaría los mejores tics que alguna vez pudiera haber imaginado. Desde entonces cuando me pongo a pensar en la peli....me siento como la 'pequeña enamorada' del video de Emilie Simon. De tan sólo recordar el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112675001506458079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112675001506458079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112675001506458079' title='Al fin....&apos;THE CORPSE BRIDE&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112534986724156241</id><published>2005-08-29T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T04:19:19.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Merveilleux</title><summary type='text'>Para mi es difícil ser imparcial con uno de mis grupos favoritos, pueden decirme 'bla bla bla',dígase sorda e incluso ciega (aunque lo dudo :P); pero el nuevo disco de los 'Echo and The Bunnymen' ha llenado mi galaxia de ***Asteroides, Cometas, Meteoros, Meteoritos, Aerolitos ..*** ^_^ !!, gracias al 'fantasmita' por la primicia! ^_^ , y a 'Echo' por supuesto! -_- .Y para los que visitan este </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112534986724156241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112534986724156241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112534986724156241' title='Album Merveilleux'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112527677252626732</id><published>2005-08-29T01:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T04:00:49.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt; Everything Kills You &lt;</title><summary type='text'>*El nuevo álbum de 'Echo and the Bunnymen ya está listo. Oficialmente verá la luz el 19 de Septiembre del 2005.^_^ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112527677252626732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112527677252626732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112527677252626732' title='&gt; Everything Kills You &lt;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112527501724492155</id><published>2005-08-29T01:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T01:41:47.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>James Dean, Morrissey y Depp juntos?</title><summary type='text'> Siempre me gustaron los papeles que interpretaba, pero ‘Edward Scissorhands’, fue el ‘toque final’ para que Johnny Deep se convirtiera en uno de mis ‘pocos’ actores favoritos ;-).Comparado en sus inicios como actor con ‘James Dean’ y tras haberse declarado en más de una ocasión como su gran admirador, Depp conducirá el especial preparado por la BBC en Radio 2 este 27 de Septiembre con motivo del</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112527501724492155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112527501724492155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112527501724492155' title='James Dean, Morrissey y Depp juntos?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112503522888198316</id><published>2005-08-26T06:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T03:55:04.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades Skin tracks, face facts, fade to black'- Blackfield -' Across the wire it comes but it's nobody that you knowSkipping along to somewhere to only let them punch out your lights again'- Blue States -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112503522888198316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112503522888198316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112503522888198316' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-112473984635113092</id><published>2005-08-22T20:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T20:53:08.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Nuevo álbum de Morrissey?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112473984635113092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/112473984635113092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112473984635113092' title='¿Nuevo álbum de Morrissey?'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111755044211109780</id><published>2005-05-31T15:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T15:42:06.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una cancelación más de la gira 'You Are The Quarry'</title><summary type='text'>El pasado 27 de Mayo en www.morrisseymusic.com  se anunció la cancelación de la actuación de ...... *ampliar noticia*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111755044211109780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111755044211109780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111755044211109780' title='Una cancelación más de la gira &apos;You Are The Quarry&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111673540212644968</id><published>2005-05-22T05:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T05:16:42.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>!  H a p p y   H a p p y   M o z z e r  ! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111673540212644968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111673540212644968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111673540212644968' title=''/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111620930528878056</id><published>2005-05-16T03:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T03:08:25.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gallery Night '05</title><summary type='text'>Algunas fotos del Gallery Night de San Isidro... (ver fotos)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111620930528878056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111620930528878056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111620930528878056' title='Gallery Night &apos;05'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111552875273526988</id><published>2005-05-08T05:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T02:01:03.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>'The Departure'</title><summary type='text'>Cada vez quedo más sorprendida de los alcances que puede tener un blog, que encima para variar, no para actualizado ... esta bien lo sé, es mi culpa pero jusftificada eh ;-).Me da gusto saber que personas que por casualidad llegan a mi blog, terminan regresando ^_^.Ya saben que pueden servirse lo que gusten de este blog, misma botica jeje.Aquí una noticia de un grupo que vengo escuchando desde </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111552875273526988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111552875273526988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111552875273526988' title='&apos;The Departure&apos;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111542325820106046</id><published>2005-05-07T00:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T00:52:42.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Afortunadamente ‘El Arte’ invade Lima</title><summary type='text'>La próxima semana Lima, una ciudad que precisamente no ha destacado por ser promotora del arte, se llenará de vida, al fin.Barranco, Miraflores y San Isidro son distritos limeños que tienen en común además de la vía expresa, ‘combis’, humedad, prósperos alcaldes ....y limeños, las galerías de arte; las mismas que impiden que desaparezca esa suerte de pulmón artístico de una de las capitales con </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111542325820106046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111542325820106046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111542325820106046' title='Afortunadamente ‘El Arte’ invade Lima'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111423420883618090</id><published>2005-04-23T06:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T06:30:08.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La generosidad de Juan Diego Flórez</title><summary type='text'>Frente a las tres mil personas que abarrotaron el polideportivo de la Universidad Católica, anoche Juan Diego Flórez volvió a demostrar por qué es considerado el primer tenor lírico ligero del orbe.... **ampliar**</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111423420883618090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111423420883618090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111423420883618090' title='La generosidad de Juan Diego Flórez'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111411476262603477</id><published>2005-04-21T21:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T07:26:53.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eielson bajo la atenta mirada de Luis E. Lama</title><summary type='text'>Artes &amp; Ensartes por Luis E. LamaLíosLa muestra de Jorge Eduardo Eielson con motivo del premio otorgado por la Bienal Teknoquímica constituye un hito dentro de las exposiciones locales, ya que han sido muy pocas las oportunidades de ver la obra de uno de nuestros grandes artistas y más aún lograr reunir buena parte de su trayectoria en el campo de las artes visuales, lo que hace que esta sea una </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111411476262603477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111411476262603477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111411476262603477' title='Eielson bajo la atenta mirada de Luis E. Lama'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111228247200426759</id><published>2005-03-31T16:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:21:12.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutis - Mundis</title><summary type='text'>... Eielson ... demasiado... (*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111228247200426759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111228247200426759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111228247200426759' title='Mutis - Mundis'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-111163334150808492</id><published>2005-03-24T03:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T03:02:21.510Z</updated><title type='text'>El Mozzer está de regreso</title><summary type='text'>Mozzer ... y yo también! ^_^</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111163334150808492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/111163334150808492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111163334150808492' title='El Mozzer está de regreso'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110126624473882548</id><published>2004-11-24T03:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-24T03:17:24.736Z</updated><title type='text'>Pj Harvey se alía con Morrissey</title><summary type='text'>La cantante inglesa, Polly Jean Harvey será la invitada de los próximos .......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110126624473882548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110126624473882548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110126624473882548' title='Pj Harvey se alía con Morrissey'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110097668755369414</id><published>2004-11-20T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T18:51:27.553Z</updated><title type='text'>Un nouveau chanteur français </title><summary type='text'>Cali, ha sido llamado por muchos críticos musicales franceses como el .......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110097668755369414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110097668755369414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110097668755369414' title='Un nouveau chanteur français '/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110096778361675932</id><published>2004-11-20T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T16:23:03.616Z</updated><title type='text'>Esperada reunión de los "Depeche Mode"</title><summary type='text'>Todo indica que los Depeche Mode se reunirán en .......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110096778361675932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110096778361675932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110096778361675932' title='Esperada reunión de los &quot;Depeche Mode&quot;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110091910361300861</id><published>2004-11-20T02:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T16:27:30.956Z</updated><title type='text'>Una excelente noticia</title><summary type='text'>Los "Wedding Present" están de regreso .......(*) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110091910361300861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110091910361300861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110091910361300861' title='Una excelente noticia'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110084154449102446</id><published>2004-11-19T05:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:54:42.750Z</updated><title type='text'>Morrissey Bootlegs</title><summary type='text'>Si te interesa .......(*) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110084154449102446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110084154449102446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110084154449102446' title='Morrissey Bootlegs'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110074765149177847</id><published>2004-11-18T03:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-19T05:19:57.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Un recuerdo de Alain Whyte</title><summary type='text'>www.naz-mozzan-pics.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110074765149177847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110074765149177847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110074765149177847' title='Un recuerdo de Alain Whyte'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110056995911881969</id><published>2004-11-16T01:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:36:47.146Z</updated><title type='text'>NoUvElLe MuSiQuE </title><summary type='text'>Los has escuchado?.......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110056995911881969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110056995911881969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110056995911881969' title='NoUvElLe MuSiQuE '/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110047650389274688</id><published>2004-11-14T23:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:52:01.693Z</updated><title type='text'>"You Are The Quarry"</title><summary type='text'>Recordando una nota sobre el "You are the Quarry".......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110047650389274688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110047650389274688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110047650389274688' title='&quot;You Are The Quarry&quot;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110039997965519299</id><published>2004-11-14T02:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-16T02:28:10.396Z</updated><title type='text'>+ del "Personal Fest 2004"</title><summary type='text'>http://naz-mozzan-pics.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110039997965519299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110039997965519299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110039997965519299' title='+ del &quot;Personal Fest 2004&quot;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110038353192545703</id><published>2004-11-13T22:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:50:14.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Morrissey sería inmortalizado a través de un musical</title><summary type='text'>Nuevos informes, señalan que a mediados de Mayo del próximo año saldría a la luz un musical basado en la trayectoria discográfica de los Smiths y de Morrissey.......(*) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110038353192545703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110038353192545703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110038353192545703' title='Morrissey sería inmortalizado a través de un musical'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110021946612312260</id><published>2004-11-12T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:48:34.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Más fotos del "Personal Fest 2004"</title><summary type='text'>Nuevas fotos del "Personal Fest" gracias a Omar :).www.naz-mozzan-pics.blogspot.com (*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110021946612312260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110021946612312260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110021946612312260' title='Más fotos del &quot;Personal Fest 2004&quot;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110012441515651086</id><published>2004-11-10T22:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-08T10:32:49.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Morrissey, El Jorge Chávez y Las Combis Asesinas</title><summary type='text'>Escrito por Omar.Todos los que hemos sido usuarios (obligados) del aeropuerto internacional Jorge Chávez en los últimos años sabemos que la concesión de Lima Airport Partners es una de las peores del Perú. El primer encuentro con nuestro país, para miles de visitantes, consiste en verse apretujado en esos buses infames que trasladan a los pasajeros desde el avión hasta el terminal. El último </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110012441515651086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110012441515651086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110012441515651086' title='Morrissey, El Jorge Chávez y Las Combis Asesinas'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110010896487705455</id><published>2004-11-10T17:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-10T17:49:24.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotos del "Personal Fest 2004" - Bs. Aires</title><summary type='text'>http://naz-mozzan-pics.blogspot.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110010896487705455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110010896487705455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110010896487705455' title='Fotos del &quot;Personal Fest 2004&quot; - Bs. Aires'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110010733931947158</id><published>2004-11-10T17:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-08T10:34:17.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Algunos links sobre el "Personal Fest 2004"</title><summary type='text'>El diario "La Nación" - Argentina...Con su estilo irónico y filoso (en el que podría anotarse también su vestuario: traje negro con cinta blanca y "sacerdotal" al cuello, ideal para quien, consultado alguna vez sobre su enigmática sexualidad, se declaró practicante del celibato), Morrissey no dejó casi intervalo entre canciones sin hacer un comentario y entablar una extraña relación con el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110010733931947158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110010733931947158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110010733931947158' title='Algunos links sobre el &quot;Personal Fest 2004&quot;'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110006527975318830</id><published>2004-11-10T05:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:46:50.783Z</updated><title type='text'>..algunas frases memorables del Moz</title><summary type='text'>www.naz-mozzan-morrissey.blogspot.com (*) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110006527975318830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110006527975318830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110006527975318830' title='..algunas frases memorables del Moz'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110004036839664196</id><published>2004-11-09T22:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:45:09.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Set List del Moz en el "Personal Fest" - Bs. Aires</title><summary type='text'>Lista de canciones del 06 Noviembre del 2004 .......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110004036839664196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110004036839664196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110004036839664196' title='Set List del Moz en el &quot;Personal Fest&quot; - Bs. Aires'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083983.post-110002651421748108</id><published>2004-11-09T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-20T06:42:34.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Mozito en Lima-Perú</title><summary type='text'>Mientras muchos peruanos dormían, el Mozzer pisaba suelo peruano. ......(*)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110002651421748108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083983/posts/default/110002651421748108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naz-mozzan.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110002651421748108' title='Mozito en Lima-Perú'/><author><name>Me: Naz or Mozzan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00283005453629003881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
