sábado, 29 de maio de 2010

Constatações fortuitas

Observo que a Lua está cheia. Todavia, desconheço por onde pára.

sketch of the model, edvard munch

"My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty"

'Laid', James

domingo, 23 de maio de 2010

Sms 2

Shhh!, não acordes. Sabes que... Pois sabes.

"Little sister don't you worry about a thing today
Take the heat from the sun
Little sister
I know that everything is not ok
But you're like honey on my tongue

True love never can be rent
But only true love can keep beauty innocent"

'A Man and a Woman', U2

quinta-feira, 20 de maio de 2010

Já dormia...

O cansaço é de tal ordem que se me obrigo a mais uma ida a qualquer seminário, conferência ou workshop, suicido alguém, pois que sou demasiado cobardolas para o aplicar em mim mesmo. Pior é que não se limita ao físico, que se arrasta por uma indiferença apática. E tanto ainda por fazer num futuro demasiado - excessivamente - próximo.

Bom e já que estou num flow de revivalismo da ida adolescência, insisto um pouco mais nos Faith no More:

"Turn me up

Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away
The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay
And if they pay then they pay with they life
So watch another man try to hold on to his life

Cause' I keep lookin' and huntin' just like a lion
Let the sucka' know that it's them that be dyin'
I show no remorse to the source of the tales
And if they tell then the hungry better battle

Aw I keep it comin' and comin' across the table
And if I miss, I never miss, cuz Im able
I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder
And I'll make a simple sin to make the bonus
But I'll never bless the rest, so never cease
I'll do a motherfucker with this restin' piece
Cause' what they saw they never seen or even heard of
And if they live, it's just another body murdered...
...another body murdered...

I'm makin' deals for deals that make a kill
And anyone looking gonna' get that ass killed
I'm livin' like a criminal and criminal I be
And I'm respected in the hood like a 'G'
But if they think I'm blasted then they gone
I'm takin' off they're head with a motherfuckin' chrome
I gotta pay the play the pay ta' get crooked
And I ain't 'Boo' til' I dump another fool
I see the fool runnin' and runnin' but where they goin'?
Had to witness my murder now they knowin'
What they blast so blast so at the pad
I'll have the thing fixed... My life was goin' in a flash...
If I went to say
that'd be my ass
Searching for these fools while stepping cross the squares
Cause they can't hide and hide and that's real
And what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta' kill...
....another body murdered...

Bang your head to this... Turn me up! ...another body murdered

... Faith No More...
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh...
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E...

I have to get it together to watch a body get murdered

Bang your head... come on... Bang your head...
...Bang your head... ...Bang you head to this...

I see a fool an' I try an' test the fool
I testify that the fool will have to lose
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. gotta keep it low
Cause the brother that was shot with my motherfuckin Uz. ooooh...
As I bail with my head up
Round they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get up
All these busters on my trail
Well they get where I'm at, but the fail cause' they can't bail
I keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed in
But it ain't all about servin' time...
It's about breakin' down the verd(ict) and servin' mine...

Another pass or passive
You wanta' play it by the Ridd did the king start blastin'
All these fools goin' up they sigh
They try to test mine
They never get to know why
Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin' that ass....

Bang your head to this...

Turn me up... I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered. ehh
Faith No More... I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E... Murder well I won..."

'Another Body Murdered', Faith no More feat. Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.


(O raio da letra é comprida que se farta... nem precisava de ter escrito nada...)

quarta-feira, 19 de maio de 2010


Tão desorganizado. Há vezes em que cogito se não viverei numa vida a part-time.

"Go on and wring my neck
Like when a rag gets wet
A little discipline 
For my pet genius
My head is like lettuce
Go on dig your thumbs in
I cannot stop giving in
I'm thirty-something

Sense of security
Like pockets jingling
Midlife crisis
Suck ingenuity
Down through the family tree

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two

What an inheritance
The salt and the kleenex
Morbid self attention
Bending my pinky back
A little discipline
A donor by habit
A little discipline
Rent an opinion

Sense of security
Holding blunt instrument
Midlife Crisis
I'm a perfectionist
And perfect is a skinned knee

You're perfect, yes, it's true
But without me you're only you (you're only you)
Your menstruating heart
It ain't bleedin' enough for two 

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

It's a midlife crisis...
It's a midlife crisis..."

'Midlife Crisis', Faith no More


quarta-feira, 12 de maio de 2010

Altercações de ar

Amanhã sigo para o Porto. Dois dias, apenas. Não levo saudades de Lisboa.

"If hospital cure
Then prisons must bring their pain
Do not be ashamed to slaughter
The centre of humanity is cruelty
There is never redemption
Any fool can regret yesterday"

'Archives of Pain', Manic Street Preachers

segunda-feira, 10 de maio de 2010

Cada um é como é. Somos diferentes. Porém, com tanto em comum.

"You have a winning way, so keep it
Your future, your future, your future...

You are an angel heading for a land of sunshine
And fortune is smiling upon you

Prepare for a series of a comfortable miracles
From fasting to feasting
And life to you is a dashing, bold adventure
So sing, and rejoice, sing, and rejoice

And look for the dream that keeps coming back
Your future, your future, your future...
Pat yourself on the back and give yourself a handshake
'cause everything is not yet lost...

Does life seem worthwhile to you?

Does life seem worthwhile to you?

Here's how to order!

Yes, hmm hmm, now for the next question
Does emotional music have quite an effect on you?

Do you feel like sometimes age is against you?
Sing and rejoice and sing and rejoice

Yes, hmm hmm, that's interesting
But tell me, do you often sing or whistle just for fun?

Do you feel like sometimes age is against you?
I, I can help - I can help you - I can help you help yourself!

Does life seem worthwhile to you?

Does life seem worthwhile to you?

Here's how to order!


'Land of Sunshine', Faith no More

sábado, 8 de maio de 2010

Entre o trabalho e a praia...

É pá, mas será que o bom tempo não se decide a ficar? Há muitas idas a Carcavelos por realizar e já estou farto de as fazer com o céu a tez cinzenta e com o frio a cortar por entre agasalhos.

"À la plage nous observons souvent les attitudes ou, quand nous n'y parcipons pas, les jeux des autres, déchiffrant ainsi les signes du plaisir qu'ils communiquent."

'Sur la Plage', Jean-Didier Urbain

quarta-feira, 5 de maio de 2010

Pseudo Antónimos

O querer tudo e o nada querer são sinónimos.

"Can you feel it ,see it, hear it today? 
If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway 
You will never understand it 'cause it happens too fast 
And it feels so good, it's like walking on glass 
It's so cool, it's so hip, it's alright 
It's so groovy, it's outta sight 
You can touch it, smell it, taste it so sweet 
But it makes no difference 'cause it knocks you off your feet 
You want it all but you can't have it 
It's cryin', bleedin', lying on the floor 
So you lay down on it and you do it some more 
You've got to share it, so you dare it 
Then you bare it and you tear it 
You want it all but you can't have it 
It's in your face but you can't grab it 
It's alive, afraid, a lie, a sin 
It's magit, it's tragic, it's a loss, it's a win 
It's dark, it's moist, it's a bitter pain 
It's sad it happened and it's a shame 
You want it all but you can't have it 
It's in your face but you can't grab it 
What is it? 
It's it 
What is it?..."

'Epic', Faith no More

segunda-feira, 3 de maio de 2010

Tombado ao esquecimento

Consegui aprender a erguer um belo número de defesas. Esqueci-me, todavia, de defender-me de mim.

"um modelo é essencialmente um procedimento heurístico que serve para demolir uma interpretação inadequada e abrir o caminho a uma interpretação nova e mais adequada."

'Teoria da Interpretação', Paul Ricoeur

sábado, 1 de maio de 2010

Ponto de vista

Nem sempre se deve ser apologista do pessimismo; nem antagonista do remanescente.

"É a ti que vejo porque não consigo deixar de te pensar."

'Fazes-me Falta', Inês Pedrosa

Post Scriptum: Hoje a Lua está cheia. Vou dormir.