domingo, 31 de agosto de 2008
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[Glenn Gould executa A Arte da Fuga, de Bach. Esta é a segunda parte; a primeira também lá está]
O Guardian online seleccionou os 50 melhores vídeos de artes presentes no Youtube. Enjoy!
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Gosto muito do último disco de Teddy Thompson. Gosto da auto-ironia e gosto do sentido de humor:
Drop dead gorgeous teen
Singing pages from her diary
So bad you'd kick her out of bed
[imaginam a quantidade de estrelas a quem isto se pode aplicar?]
Mas do que gosto mesmo é da explícita, quase delituosa, devoção a Orbison. Roy, Orbison. Como nesta In My Arms:
Boomp3.com
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Não conheço Simonetta Luz Afonso de parte alguma, a não ser pelo desempenho de algumas das suas actividades públicas e pelas entrevistas que dela fui lendo. Sempre me pareceu uma alta funcionária pública empenhada em fazer alguma coisa que jeito tenha, num país de treinadores de bancada, calaceiros e invejosos. Lembrei-me disto enquanto lia este post do João Gonçalves.
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O Luís M. Jorge hesita entre transcrever as teorias mais patéticas sobre política e violência e continuar a apresentar-nos as suas candidatas ao tal concurso da freira mais gira de Itália. Um curioso exercício lúdico.
[Este post ficou desactualizado porque o Luís trocou as freiras por uma cena urbano-depressiva, no topo do blogue. Quanto às patetices citadas, elas não precisam que ninguém as desactualize...]
[Este post ficou desactualizado porque o Luís trocou as freiras por uma cena urbano-depressiva, no topo do blogue. Quanto às patetices citadas, elas não precisam que ninguém as desactualize...]
sexta-feira, 29 de agosto de 2008
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Uma frase repetida vezes sem conta ao longo de anos e anos a trabalhar demais. A minha vida não é isto... Um desabafo, como que a dizer: Gosto disto, mas agora vou descansar um bocado. Anos e anos...
E chega-se a um ponto, quase ontológico, em que dizer a minha vida não é isto equivale exactamente ao mesmo que a minha vida é isto.
E chega-se a um ponto, quase ontológico, em que dizer a minha vida não é isto equivale exactamente ao mesmo que a minha vida é isto.
quarta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2008
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Dois terços das mensagens de spam que recebo têm a palavra penis no remetente ou no assunto. A falta que fazem os especialistas em estudos de mercado...
terça-feira, 26 de agosto de 2008
segunda-feira, 25 de agosto de 2008
domingo, 24 de agosto de 2008
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O Chiado voltou às páginas dos jornais, mercê do aniversário do grande incêndio.
Apesar de todos os pontos negativos que se lhe possam apontar, o Chiado constitui hoje a única zona decente da Baixa de Lisboa. A única zona dessa Baixa onde se procurou(a) fazer alguma coisa.
Quem percorre o quadriculado que vai dos Restauradores ao Terreiro do Paço (e é melhor nem falar do Martim Moniz...) não pode deixar de meditar nos benefícios mobilizadores que teria uma caixa de fósforos bem utilizada.
Apesar de todos os pontos negativos que se lhe possam apontar, o Chiado constitui hoje a única zona decente da Baixa de Lisboa. A única zona dessa Baixa onde se procurou(a) fazer alguma coisa.
Quem percorre o quadriculado que vai dos Restauradores ao Terreiro do Paço (e é melhor nem falar do Martim Moniz...) não pode deixar de meditar nos benefícios mobilizadores que teria uma caixa de fósforos bem utilizada.
sábado, 23 de agosto de 2008
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Boomp3.com
David Byrne & Brian Eno, Everything That Happens Will Happen Today, 2008
The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It's just an old photograph
There's nothing to hide
when the world was just beginning
I memorized a face so it's not forgotten
I hear the wind whistlin'
Come back anytime
And we'll mix our lives together
Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive
Ev'ry hand- goes searching for its partner
In crime- under chairs and behind tables
Connecting- to places we have known
(I'm looking for a)
Home- where the wheels are turning
Home- why I keep returning
Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting
Home- always so exciting
Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling
Home- no-one ever speaking
Home- with our bodies touching
Home- and the cam'ras watching
Home- will infect what ever you do
We're Home- comes to life from outa the blue
Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset
I took a drink from a jar
& into my head
familiar smells and flavors
Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven
I see their wheels spinning round
& ev'rywhere
I can hear those people saying
That the eye- is the measure of the man
You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you
We're home- and the band keeps marchin' on
Connecting- to ev'ry living soul
Compassion- for things I'll never know
quinta-feira, 21 de agosto de 2008
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eram assim as férias grandes. dias e dias sem rumo planeado. a preguiça que se estendia. o prazer das coisas simples. depois, vieram as férias regulares. os dias planeados. a rotina dos prazeres obrigatórios. este ano, voltaram as férias grandes. em formato reduzido. mas grandes.
quarta-feira, 20 de agosto de 2008
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Stop getting everything you want
And get a piece of what you need
Teddy Thompson, 2008
Boomp3.com
Is this what we really want,
Background music from a restaurant?
Spare me, It's doing in my head
Drop dead gorgeous teen
Singing pages from her diary
So bad you'd kick her out of bed
Break down the stupid wall
Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need
Life on the happy pills,
Count on Pfizer to erase our ills
It's working, I'm feeling pretty blank
So sing, sing soulless boy,
Give us more of your simple joy
It's soothing, money in the bank
Break down the stupid wall
Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need
Oh say can't you see we're kinda, sorta living free
Staring into space, bye bye human race
Break down the stupid wall
Let's stop doing what we're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Let's stop getting everything we want
And get a PIECE of what we need
And get a piece of what you need
Teddy Thompson, 2008
Boomp3.com
Is this what we really want,
Background music from a restaurant?
Spare me, It's doing in my head
Drop dead gorgeous teen
Singing pages from her diary
So bad you'd kick her out of bed
Break down the stupid wall
Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need
Life on the happy pills,
Count on Pfizer to erase our ills
It's working, I'm feeling pretty blank
So sing, sing soulless boy,
Give us more of your simple joy
It's soothing, money in the bank
Break down the stupid wall
Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need
Oh say can't you see we're kinda, sorta living free
Staring into space, bye bye human race
Break down the stupid wall
Let's stop doing what we're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Let's stop getting everything we want
And get a PIECE of what we need
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You can't always get what you want
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need
The Rolling Stones, 1969
The Big Chill (Os Amigos de Alex), Lawrence Kasdan, 1983
And if you try sometime you find
You get what you need
The Rolling Stones, 1969
The Big Chill (Os Amigos de Alex), Lawrence Kasdan, 1983
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Don't Know What I Was Thinking
Teddy Thompson, A Piece of What You Need, 2008
Boomp3.com
I'm minutes away,
I'm taking the next train
Don't know what I was thinking
I'm bringing you flowers,
I'm making it up to you
Don't know what I was thinking
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
When it's going along,
when it's something beginning
That's when I feel I have to end it
Oh but I was a fool,
I was listening to everything
Except for what my heart was saying
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
I know what I said, it's over
But I know what I want now,
It's you, it's you, it's you
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
Teddy Thompson, A Piece of What You Need, 2008
Boomp3.com
I'm minutes away,
I'm taking the next train
Don't know what I was thinking
I'm bringing you flowers,
I'm making it up to you
Don't know what I was thinking
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
When it's going along,
when it's something beginning
That's when I feel I have to end it
Oh but I was a fool,
I was listening to everything
Except for what my heart was saying
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
I know what I said, it's over
But I know what I want now,
It's you, it's you, it's you
I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
terça-feira, 19 de agosto de 2008
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