Sunday, 9 November 2008

the girl that has hiccups

one more festival and thx luiza to got the ticket for me...
2 stages and too many bands to see.
1st: animal collective: really great noisy band, even i missed the 1st 30 min.
2nd: jesus and mary chain: awesome band.
3rd: run to see the foals... yes they are good.
4th: wait to see spoon: good too
5th: run to see bloc party. good too.
6th: missed breeders :p
7th: kaiser chiefs. good too.

the way home was fun. inside a cab in 5, a girl hiccuping and a guy trying to talk to the taxi driver. i couldnt stop laugh.
my body hurts now

Thursday, 6 November 2008

Of Montreal - So begins our alabee

And so begins begins our odyssey
And we begin begin our odyssey
And so begins begins our odyssey

The auria is bleeding and the boyish voice is leaving
I've been an evil tenor I filled the innocents doe eyes with glue
You're my only softness you're my only pleasure it's true
And I never want to be your little friend the abject failure

And so begins begins our odyssey
And we begin begin our odyssey
And so begins begins our odyssey

The chrysalis is breaking and the super ego's waking
I've been a gloomy Petrarch with a quill as weepy as Dido
You're my mousy aesthete you're my bouyant cherub it's true
And I never want to be your little friend the abject failure

Tuesday, 28 October 2008

2nd part of the festival

the national
mgmt
I dont want fucking write

read the news

Saturday, 25 October 2008

music for my ears this weekend

Hey festival here, last night and today. Well i missed the 1st day but it is on I don't like klaxons.

19:30 eating and drinking outside of the arena and we heard the 1st acordes of junior boys. So run babe... we run and we found a empty place for junior boys, really a pity but even tho the concert was really great.

.. (couldnt see the hour) - dan deacon in the middle of the ppl started talking like crazy, non stop. and the music wtf, the music was really great. he made many plays with the audience and turned that really a party till he finished.

..(couldnt see the hour again) - gogo bordello. Ive seen them in Amsterdan and it was great as there. such a energy they can transmit to the audience.

..(couldnt see the hour one more time) - a dj...cant remember the name...erww ok

.. dj yoda finishing but we didnt see his end...home

Tonight more to see
Ill write again
music of the last night: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFlBJ1xZK10

Comments about the place: Ibirapuera Park: Perfect!!! 5 min from home by car. They built a indoor place with nice air conditionair. Sponsered by nivea, eveybody that go to the toilet come back smelling nivea, haha. Beer: 5brl (2,50usd), not bad but the beer not that good...
the best place of all tim festivals since 2000 for sure

Wednesday, 22 October 2008

Loss...

I should be used about loss.
I'm not saying I'm a loser but sometimes it is impossible to not think like that.
Today I have this feeling but I have a reason. Sometimes I have the feeling whitout really a reason.
This is the fucking shit of life.

all my love dad.

I will try not to breathe
I can hold my head still with my hands at my knees
These eyes are the eyes of the old, shivering and bold

I need something to breathe (something to breathe - I have seen things you will never see)
I want you to remember

Sunday, 19 October 2008

A lenda do coração que explodiu

Só escrevo isto porque não consegui encontrar nenhuma página de romance, nenhum trecho de poesia, nenhuma letra de música nem nenhuma melodia. As palavras dos outros não estão bastando, não estão sendo suficientes. O que eu sinto só eu sinto, e ninguém senão eu mesmo pode dizer. Eu não sou o que os outros são, nem o que querem que eu seja, e me sinto aliviado por reconhecer que inventei meus desejos. Mas enfim, eu falava do sentimento em si. É que é difícil tornar bonito em palavras o que é feio em sua essência. Essa é uma tarefa para os artistas, esses seres que nos cativam com sua sujeira, desgraça, mazela, nojeira. Eles nos fazem admirar a angústia contida em um grito, a esquizofrenia de nuvens desordenadas, o grotesco de corpos mutilados. É o lado bom da perplexidade. Eu? Não consigo fazer assim. Só saberia descrever cartesianamente a mistura de mágoa e frustração que me incha, fazendo meu coração bater tão forte que eu noto alterado o fluxo de sangue que passa pela minha garganta.

Acho que é isso que, cartesianamente, convencionaram chamar de tristeza.

PS. Decidi ir ao médico amanhã. Tenho certeza que me farão uma punção.

eu tive que copiar isso do blog da Cecilia

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http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=ku4oCJ6bc7w

Baby's gonna be alright

Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright

And it don't mean I don't love you
When I put a gun to your face
It just means I wanna get rough with you

Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be al...
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
Baby's gonna be alright
She's gonna be alright
(Baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright
(Yeah, baby's gonna be alright)
She's gonna be alright