Friday, March 31, 2006

Black Coffee and Cigarettes

If...

... if were not for the rain and this broken brain of mine, i would. if were not for the faint smiles and the pale sighs, i would. if it were not for the fake tatoos and the nicotine stains, i would. If it were not for the taste of rhum and cigarettes in your mouth. if it were not for the endless drinking nights. if it were not for all the things that i’ve seen, ... the lost polaroides, the broken glass, the tears. if it were not for those whispering words of yours, i would. if it were not for last summer, i would. If it were not for your beauty, and a striped summer dress, i would. if it were not for the paleness of your skin and the sad sparkle of your eyes, i would. if it were not for all the things that i cannot change or undo, ... i would.

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Too Low, Too High

Too low to find my way
Too high to wonder why
I've touched this place before
Somewhere in another time
Now I can hear the sun
The clouds drifting through the blinds
A half a million thoughts
Are flowing through my mind


Lebanese Blonde, Thievery Corporation

Don't ...

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

It's Not Even Funny

Je Pense Bien Que ...

"Je pense bien que le monde est calculé
Je pense bien que tout est encadré
Que nos pensées sont tracées dans l'air auparavant"

Le monde, Thievery Corporation

Monday, March 27, 2006

Clean Gloves Hide Dirty Hands

What Is There To Know?

"what is there to know?
all this is what it is"

know how, Kings Of Convenience

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Melancolia Geográfica

Melancolia Geográfica: Sensação de que os lugares que conhecemos já não são aquilo que eram. Ex: “Este sítio dantes era mais fixe, mas agora está diferente!”

Do We Deserve All That We Desire?

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Words

"We must find out what words are and how they function. They become images when written down, but images of words repeated in the mind and not of the image of the thing itself."
W.S. Burroughs

A Mind For Details

Monday, March 20, 2006

Fire

"... the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out"

Wonderwall, Oasis


Thursday, March 16, 2006

Interrupção voluntária da gravidade

a minha irmã chama-se francisca.
a minha amiga chama-se maria.
do nome do meu cão não me lembro.
talvez o meu cão não tenha nome.

Playground Love

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Emergency Procedures

In case of emergency don’t panic, don’t run, don’t walk, don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t smile, don’t wear sunglasses, do not wear punk rock t-shirts, don’t use the internet, don’t listen to the radio, don’t talk, don’t blink, don’t eat japanese food, don’t use drugs, don’t be stupid, don’t pretend to be something you are not, don’t speak my name, don’t pay attention to the terrible noise, don’t fall apart, remove your piercings, and your tatoos (if possible), don’t breathe, keep your voice down, don’t listen to music, fasten your seat belt, follow the emergency procedures and...enjoy (if possible).

Beneath the Skin

Monday, March 13, 2006

So there is no pain

[Trevor has Aeon pinned to the ground.]
Trevor Goodchild: You shot Rubio, and not me. Now, why is that?
Æon Flux: Trevor, don't trouble me with your thin smile.
[she flips them so that she is on top]
Trevor Goodchild: Stop! There's a pain... in my back!
Æon Flux: Can you describe it, in words?
Trevor Goodchild: What?
Æon Flux: I want you to tell me about the pain.
Trevor Goodchild: Sharp... stabbing... piercing...
Æon Flux: You're telling me nothing.
Trevor Goodchild: It feels... ugh!.. .like a nail, twisting into my spine.
Æon Flux: Yes. But there is no nail.
Trevor Goodchild: No.
Æon Flux: So there is no pain.
[they kiss]


In “Aeon Flux”

Aeon Flux

é claro que não tenho palavras suficientes para descrever a influência que a série “Aeon Flux” (1995, Peter Chung) teve sobre mim. foram muitas quintas-feiras à noite passadas na mais absoluta perplexidade e deslumbramento em frente à MTV. e é claro que tudo, ou quase tudo, estava na infinita profundidade dos personagens e na intensidade do texto e dos diálogos (aliás, writing credits - in alphabetical order - Japhet Asher, Peter Chung, Peter Gaffney, Mark Mars). eram quase sempre aqueles textos e diálogos que conferiam à série aquele deslumbramento desapaixonado e inquieto. e não me importo de aqui dizer que não me penitencio nem arrependo de ter pedido emprestadas a Trevor Goodchild as palavras “That which does not kill us, makes us stranger”. ama-se e por isso mesmo recomenda-se.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Kiss me

“there's nothing in my dreams
just some ugly memories
kiss me like the ocean breeze”

Gimme Danger (Iggy Pop/James Williamson)



I am not your food

em julho. adormeci. acordei. vestido. não saí. não sei... há um monte de pensamentos vagos e leves como balões de ar a flutuarem-me no cérebro. e há os blue six, incessantemente no hi-fi. e tenho a impressão de que acabo de me esquecer de tudo aquilo de que não me lembrava.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Território

"Cidade. Porque é um território de liberdade, de democracia, onde confrontamos as nossas diferenças com os outros, onde negociamos diariamente a dificuldade de vivermos juntos e há milhares de anos que o conseguimos fazer. Porque é um território da imprevisibilidade, porque somos muitos, porque estamos juntos, porque temos desejos diferentes. Porque é um território com uma história anterior a nós e que continuará depois de nós. Porque é um território constantemente incendiado de surpresas." Manuel Graça Dias, Arquitecto

I walked through the city limits

no outro dia deixei que "unknown pleasures" rodasse completo no hi-fi. e apercebi-me de que isso não acontecia há muito tempo. apercebi-me também de que é um disco sem principio nem fim. sem tempo. sem lugar. e que é sempre sublime. e que a guitarra em interzone nunca cessa de arrepiar,... "I walked through the city limits /Someone talked me in to do it..."


Monday, March 06, 2006

I'm So Bored

First Post

this is my new blog, ... and i wish i had something better to post.

"I had to run like a fugitive just to save the life I live
I'm gonna be Iron like a Lion in Zion"

Bob Marley