Can you beat Andy Garcia reading Neruda?
I’ve tried. But face planted. O yes I did.
A few years ago at Pineapple Hill—in my hammock recovering from an injury—I decided to read “The Morning Is Full” out loud to a “dead” parrot then other Neruda poems to other things: an Uzi, a book of Nautical charts, a bag of frozen peas.
I cannot decide if this happened as a result of living in the boonies. Or if my move to the country was on account of things like this happening. Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
Yeah, seeing this years later makes me feel like an idiot. But what really sends me crawling under rocks Garcia’s reading of “Now I Can Write the Saddest Lines.”
Now that you’ve see the competition, send me a YouTube video link leading to your very best shot at Neruda. Any selection you want. Really. Do it. Do it today!
But be warned: Neruda is not for lightweights. Try “Because Love Battles” sometime.
— Tim Bryant
Author of Blue Rubber Pool
Surf Director at Pineapple Hill