31.12.08
Honestly I don't feel that swell
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20.12.08
14.12.08
Respigando, Oita
13.12.08
Not Even Jail - At a south like display to your end
...
Discover Interpol!
When personality is scar tissue
We travel south with this use
I'm subtle like a lion's cage
Such a cautious display
Remember take hold of your time here
Give some meanings to the means
To your end
We travel south with this use
I'm subtle like a lion's cage
Such a cautious display
Remember take hold of your time here
Give some meanings to the means
To your end
...
Interpol - Antics [2004, Matador]
Discover Interpol!
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27.11.08
Good Night, New Moon
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10.11.08
26.10.08
High Hopes
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway,
..at a higher altitude with flag unfurled,
...
..at a higher altitude with flag unfurled,
...
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13.10.08
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8.10.08
we drive in bites - oui - give and tell tale signs sometimes sing for(,) we(ll,)
microtorrências indeed
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2.10.08
À tabela
à tabela «os leões» com as aspas que ostentam em siglas telemobiladas - e quiçá a puma mais ameaçadora que o enjaulado singular do clube, digo, da S.A.D.
à tabela e escorregando, - e um par de bolas no ferro que é dum clássico - isso sim
que sempre titular maiúscula mão invisível,
à tabela os da Alvaláxia (a corruptela pedantola e sedentária fissura da «elite» - e bota aspas nisso caralho - sendo a pior maneira de chegar a chamar bois por nomes cientes) cumprem-se incapazes de propriamente vingar o Vitória de Vimaranes, Oxalá este a si se vingue a domani
à tabela uma foto que é uma ilustração sectorial; comercial? Pois se na se chamam os bois pelos nomes?! Quem o fez - Sport Comércio e Salgueiros - voltou agora, 2ª divisão distrital fy al Borto, a alma vive mas o nome - precisamente - está impedido pelas finanças de ser usado até ser pago o passivo;
e se há passivos, como há passivos no sporting, gerúndio nomeado e tão escasso de bola, tão amorfa massa salarial mal amanhada e ós bitaites e quê assobiantics
caption & its titling (João, Leandro e Vanderlei) : RTP.pt as now
(...) To be continued?
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1.10.08
Djing Dlã
Discover Natacha Atlas!
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27.9.08
"Relaxado ao braço secular"
Que o Santo Ofício não mata
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23.9.08
22.9.08
Sono (e flash. ball)
Do sono o problema não sendo acordar mas tornar
trespassar devidamente à evidência de que controlos teus
Inquisidora-mor-mente as cenas de eufemismos
Qual Académica Académica, Domingos fala da estratégia, Daúto diz que «aconteceu futebol»
trespassar devidamente à evidência de que controlos teus
Inquisidora-mor-mente as cenas de eufemismos
Qual Académica Académica, Domingos fala da estratégia, Daúto diz que «aconteceu futebol»
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6.9.08
Oié, this is ANTonIng
<
Photobucketing it, a click to add title and a click to jump, images frames of reference
24.8.08
22.8.08
19.8.08
mark out any thing that takes no time
failure fails when nice is one more lie
wait a while for me to be ready
ready for the last snow
I stayed
no one
no feeling through my toes
walk on
move or I may implode
this is not called relief
at last I swallowed
wait til rainfall to countdown
making trouble
we'll be found
failure fails when nice is one more lie
wait a while for me to be ready
ready for the last snow
I stayed
no one
no feeling through my toes
walk on
move or I may implode
this is not called relief
at last I swallowed
wait til rainfall to countdown
making trouble
we'll be found
Denali's Relief - The Instinct (Jade Tree, 2003)
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Daily One to Do
joga a bola - jogador - fora o bluff a camisola
que o que tu queres é mesmo
- de ser -
que o que tu queres é mesmo
- de ser -
em trivelas travessões
acertar questões não meras notas
apostadas nas coisas que rolam - - em ti
acertar questões não meras notas
apostadas nas coisas que rolam - - em ti
8.8.08
Everyone's resisting - still to colour series
...Barksdale's Mississippians Opposing the Laying of the Pontoon Bridge
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not linking tag of Ψ five
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25.7.08
10.6.08
9.6.08
Já Agora Diz-me
Tens aí alguma adaga
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3.6.08
Really as the banking letting mi play. The game to the game (and the hunterlandoslide. The daily one to do as Patron's pontualize.
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27.5.08
26.5.08
21.5.08
The Reachings
Dealt Ya Zeit
Branche AcknowledgemANTics
To bear as a whirling kalb
The mood Ya dealt, to start l-
Branche AcknowledgemANTics
To bear as a whirling kalb
The mood Ya dealt, to start l-
20.5.08
Care to ex-pain (curar) device
recollection of an one-shotmailed
Said so under a self tag
Now to see in a badm field
A blackjack dressing still
Oh that ifs of this lang uajares
Yet so many sayings though no need to measures made i n uances
And to that imagination
What comes and how, acquisition or donation
Leaves of quest
Let go (sai no teste?) their best
recollection of an one-shotmailed
Said so under a self tag
Now to see in a badm field
A blackjack dressing still
Oh that ifs of this lang uajares
Yet so many sayings though no need to measures made i n uances
And to that imagination
What comes and how, acquisition or donation
Leaves of quest
Let go (sai no teste?) their best
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10.5.08
Worlds Apart
Close the door and drift away
Into a sea of uncertainty
Where all your hopes and dreams
Have faded out of reach.
Remember all the bad dreams
Are not far from reality
Would you write again for me?
(let me whisper something in your ear)
And you awake and there you are
Not far off from the line before
And just how long did it take for you to understand
Where your feelings stopped and writing began
Convince yourself to take control
Play to the hilt this unlikely role.
Remember all the bad dreams
Are not far from reality
Will you write again for me?
And who bade you stop this living art?
Have you forgotten just what you are?
If you don't want to then you could at least pretend
That the paper's your soul and your blood's in the pen
And maybe then you'd see the light
And read the truth that you had to write.
If heaven sent you downstream
Where banished eyes haven't been
Would you smile again for me?
You misread your fate line
Had long run out of time
Would you write again for me?
And you awake and there you are
Not far off from the line before
And just how long did it take for you to understand
Where your feelings stopped and writing began
Convince yourself to take control
Play to the hilt this unlikely role.
If heaven sent you downstream
Where banished eyes haven't been
Would you smile again for me?
Random lost souls have asked me
"What's the future of rock'n'roll?"
I say "I don't know does it matter?"
This and that scene,
They sound all the same to me
Neither much worse nor much better
We're so fucked these days
We don't know who to hate or who to praise
Yet we consider this our suffering and pain
When we're so privileged, a fact
We all forget about as
We go whinging all over the place.
How we've laughed as they shoveled the ashes
Wrath hath soured
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
For this candy store of ours.
Look at those cunts on MTV
With their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit
Is that what being a celebrity means?
Look, boys and girls, here's BBC
See corpses, rapes, and amputees
What do you think now of the American dream?
And our soccer moms and dads
Who raised us brats on these TV ads
I know that they sleep at night
Their conscience is intact
They've convinced themselves of that
Giving money to Jesus Fucking H Christ
How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes
Of the twin towers
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
For this candy store of ours.
Lying on the shady grass
Afternoon, there's always something happening
Friends go floating gently by
I'm listening to a song inside my head
Although the summer's past
Those mythic dreams would never last
Do I care anymore
And if it makes you sad
Remember all the things you have
That can't be bought
Recollection brings me back
Sad to think that it was just a fantasy
We'd already accepted that
Which many others struggled to believe
And though it makes no sense
I know there are no accidents
I've no fear anymore
And if it makes you sad
To give up dreams you've always had
That can't be bought
It just can't be fought
Looking back at '91
Reflecting on those things we could have
Said and done
The dancing lights across a crowd
Remind us of another town
That's dead and gone
It's just dead and gone
Take me to that summer past
And tell me is it really worth remembering?
I realize that music then
Was really just a song inside my head
And though the fun has past
Those mythic dreams are mend to last
Have no fear anymore
And if it makes you cry
To look ahead, well dry your eyes
It can be done
Yes it can be done
How can anyone be so unkind
As to want to take another's peace of mind?
Is acceptance so implausible?
Well I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
It's important to recognize
In this world we live there is nothing worth dying
It's enough to say "hello," we're all human
But I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
Is it so easy to resign
To ruin this world for everyone?
I guess when it's all said and done
It's just something in our design
We are all of us so capable of
The greatest acts of hate and the worst acts of love
I wonder sometimes what's the matter with us all
And I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
Eyes at night never see the day
Because it's not in my nature
Golden wings rise from the plane
They burn above the red earth
Scale these walls in front of me
Have you ever stopped to wonder
Why they forced your voice to turn
From silence to a caterwaul?
Never knew I could feel this way
So old and and unremembered
Never thought it would slip away
And fall like September
Scale these walls in front of me
Have you ever stopped to wonder
Why they forced my voice
To turn from silence to a caterwaul?
Heard your caterwaul...
And what has tried to bound me
I've severed every tie
Place your arms around me
And we'll leave the rest behind
What was I to say?
How was I to know?
Was it your soft voice that said so?
White glow of the TV set
Lights dancing on the screen
Voice-overs rise like minarets
Then fall diatonically.
Should I answer a friend's distress call
Or should I go to sleep?
Would I, like the voices rise and fall,
What's it to me?
All those hours of wasted time
Have never passed my mind.
Here I am comfortable
In arm's reach of the black remote.
Here I am comfortable
Surrounded by stings and bows.
Let everyone else go.
Nights on Kirkwood so serene
Far from the sirens and the screams
I could write or I could read
Go next door and smoke some weed
As long as I don't have to think
About who the hell's running this mess
Or what shit they're writing up the Stone or NME
Go out and make last call
Or sit here and do nothing at all
What's it to me?
All those hours of wasted time
Have never passed my mind.
Here I am comfortable
In arm's reach of the black remote.
Here I am comfortable
All those clowns, what can they know?
Let everyone else go.
Now that our ties are served
As we say goodbye
Let us not wonder whether
We are ready to take the dive
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it fade
Grieve, but not grieve together
Mourn with nothing to say
Gone are those times forever
Lost as those sweet warm other days
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it come between you and I
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade
Where we born to despair
Deeds done but not forgiven?
There will always be something there
As long as one of us goes on living
Let it dive, let it die
Let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it come between you and I
What's done is done, no reason to apologize
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade
The curtain thins
Violins announce the score is over
The symphony dears the folded chairs
And walk towards the snack bar
And I forget what the libretto was all about
At eight o'clock you drop me off
And not a word was spared for us
Drinks at ten, we're off again
The crowds and bouncers stare at us
And the last one out of the car fills the meter up
Don't say your name, just dance with me
Oh no, my ride is gone it's time to leave
Then racing for the sink
I shove my head in
And the world looks like heaven
It's all white
With history, your bluest grace
Falls apart, cascading down
Speak to me of beautiful hate
Of island chains swept with the tide
The coral leis of a conquering king
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost.
Beneath the waves of trembling stars
The roads wind towards
The windward side
My soul is saved by these city lights
My face is framed by the blanket of night
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost.
Was I too proud to say, or to wish for
Words that I knew were forbidden?
Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to see what I saw
When I looked in the distance
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost
Into a sea of uncertainty
Where all your hopes and dreams
Have faded out of reach.
Remember all the bad dreams
Are not far from reality
Would you write again for me?
(let me whisper something in your ear)
And you awake and there you are
Not far off from the line before
And just how long did it take for you to understand
Where your feelings stopped and writing began
Convince yourself to take control
Play to the hilt this unlikely role.
Remember all the bad dreams
Are not far from reality
Will you write again for me?
And who bade you stop this living art?
Have you forgotten just what you are?
If you don't want to then you could at least pretend
That the paper's your soul and your blood's in the pen
And maybe then you'd see the light
And read the truth that you had to write.
If heaven sent you downstream
Where banished eyes haven't been
Would you smile again for me?
You misread your fate line
Had long run out of time
Would you write again for me?
And you awake and there you are
Not far off from the line before
And just how long did it take for you to understand
Where your feelings stopped and writing began
Convince yourself to take control
Play to the hilt this unlikely role.
If heaven sent you downstream
Where banished eyes haven't been
Would you smile again for me?
Random lost souls have asked me
"What's the future of rock'n'roll?"
I say "I don't know does it matter?"
This and that scene,
They sound all the same to me
Neither much worse nor much better
We're so fucked these days
We don't know who to hate or who to praise
Yet we consider this our suffering and pain
When we're so privileged, a fact
We all forget about as
We go whinging all over the place.
How we've laughed as they shoveled the ashes
Wrath hath soured
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
For this candy store of ours.
Look at those cunts on MTV
With their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit
Is that what being a celebrity means?
Look, boys and girls, here's BBC
See corpses, rapes, and amputees
What do you think now of the American dream?
And our soccer moms and dads
Who raised us brats on these TV ads
I know that they sleep at night
Their conscience is intact
They've convinced themselves of that
Giving money to Jesus Fucking H Christ
How they laughed as we shoveled the ashes
Of the twin towers
Blood and death, we will pay back the debt
For this candy store of ours.
Lying on the shady grass
Afternoon, there's always something happening
Friends go floating gently by
I'm listening to a song inside my head
Although the summer's past
Those mythic dreams would never last
Do I care anymore
And if it makes you sad
Remember all the things you have
That can't be bought
Recollection brings me back
Sad to think that it was just a fantasy
We'd already accepted that
Which many others struggled to believe
And though it makes no sense
I know there are no accidents
I've no fear anymore
And if it makes you sad
To give up dreams you've always had
That can't be bought
It just can't be fought
Looking back at '91
Reflecting on those things we could have
Said and done
The dancing lights across a crowd
Remind us of another town
That's dead and gone
It's just dead and gone
Take me to that summer past
And tell me is it really worth remembering?
I realize that music then
Was really just a song inside my head
And though the fun has past
Those mythic dreams are mend to last
Have no fear anymore
And if it makes you cry
To look ahead, well dry your eyes
It can be done
Yes it can be done
How can anyone be so unkind
As to want to take another's peace of mind?
Is acceptance so implausible?
Well I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
It's important to recognize
In this world we live there is nothing worth dying
It's enough to say "hello," we're all human
But I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
Is it so easy to resign
To ruin this world for everyone?
I guess when it's all said and done
It's just something in our design
We are all of us so capable of
The greatest acts of hate and the worst acts of love
I wonder sometimes what's the matter with us all
And I know how the best will fall
And the rest will follow
Eyes at night never see the day
Because it's not in my nature
Golden wings rise from the plane
They burn above the red earth
Scale these walls in front of me
Have you ever stopped to wonder
Why they forced your voice to turn
From silence to a caterwaul?
Never knew I could feel this way
So old and and unremembered
Never thought it would slip away
And fall like September
Scale these walls in front of me
Have you ever stopped to wonder
Why they forced my voice
To turn from silence to a caterwaul?
Heard your caterwaul...
And what has tried to bound me
I've severed every tie
Place your arms around me
And we'll leave the rest behind
What was I to say?
How was I to know?
Was it your soft voice that said so?
White glow of the TV set
Lights dancing on the screen
Voice-overs rise like minarets
Then fall diatonically.
Should I answer a friend's distress call
Or should I go to sleep?
Would I, like the voices rise and fall,
What's it to me?
All those hours of wasted time
Have never passed my mind.
Here I am comfortable
In arm's reach of the black remote.
Here I am comfortable
Surrounded by stings and bows.
Let everyone else go.
Nights on Kirkwood so serene
Far from the sirens and the screams
I could write or I could read
Go next door and smoke some weed
As long as I don't have to think
About who the hell's running this mess
Or what shit they're writing up the Stone or NME
Go out and make last call
Or sit here and do nothing at all
What's it to me?
All those hours of wasted time
Have never passed my mind.
Here I am comfortable
In arm's reach of the black remote.
Here I am comfortable
All those clowns, what can they know?
Let everyone else go.
Now that our ties are served
As we say goodbye
Let us not wonder whether
We are ready to take the dive
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it fade
Grieve, but not grieve together
Mourn with nothing to say
Gone are those times forever
Lost as those sweet warm other days
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it come between you and I
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade
Where we born to despair
Deeds done but not forgiven?
There will always be something there
As long as one of us goes on living
Let it dive, let it die
Let it fade out of sight
Let it drag us down, let it come between you and I
What's done is done, no reason to apologize
Let it dive, let it die, let it fade
The curtain thins
Violins announce the score is over
The symphony dears the folded chairs
And walk towards the snack bar
And I forget what the libretto was all about
At eight o'clock you drop me off
And not a word was spared for us
Drinks at ten, we're off again
The crowds and bouncers stare at us
And the last one out of the car fills the meter up
Don't say your name, just dance with me
Oh no, my ride is gone it's time to leave
Then racing for the sink
I shove my head in
And the world looks like heaven
It's all white
With history, your bluest grace
Falls apart, cascading down
Speak to me of beautiful hate
Of island chains swept with the tide
The coral leis of a conquering king
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost.
Beneath the waves of trembling stars
The roads wind towards
The windward side
My soul is saved by these city lights
My face is framed by the blanket of night
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost.
Was I too proud to say, or to wish for
Words that I knew were forbidden?
Because I don't want to know
I didn't want to see what I saw
When I looked in the distance
They're swept away
Oh, but not lost
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29.4.08
28.4.08
Can't you see what ya done to ma car(dings OSTeoSonora
Direct injection
exhilarate
Brakes a connection
In moving scenes
Comotion seens
Naming it seems
As where becauses no answers
Beget to chance on
Of flash aways
Though in betweens
Drought's what it means
Well
Keims
OK
Oll klear then
We're running now
Two in a row
shift
Two in a road
drift
ANT's ON
VERSUS EU VERSUS USA
VERSUS ATEUs VERSOS (`)a(s) MUSAS
tantos siècles todos cá
waw waw waw
waw waw wa
Alif Lam
Entendes Portos
Ent(REM)entes Borto khal - ya?
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On every wed
There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown - a picture of your face
Your injured looks
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
>
>
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
(And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet)
Dire Straits - On Every Street [1991] verses + Grace captioning (ed.) some pétalas..
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4.4.08
16.3.08
Wonderfalls
We're bobbing along in our barrel
Some of us tip right over the edge
But there's one thing really mystifying
Got me laughing, now it's got me crying
All my life I will be death defying
'Til I know
We teeter along on our tightrope
Some of us trip and damage our heads
Popping pills is really stupefying
Gets you crawling when you could be flying
All my life I guess that I'll be dying
Just to know
Don't you ever think about this life
And how strange it all can seem?
Only way to find the answers out
Is to wake up from its golden dream
But there's one thing really mystifying
It's got me laughing, now it's got me crying (ha-ha-ha-ha)
All my life I will be death defying
'Til I know, 'til I know, 'til I know (really really need to know!)
See, I told you I was right about the wonder-wonder-wonder-wonder
Wonderful-ahh the wonderfalls
I've got to find out from where the wonderfalls
Some of us tip right over the edge
But there's one thing really mystifying
Got me laughing, now it's got me crying
All my life I will be death defying
'Til I know
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
We teeter along on our tightrope
Some of us trip and damage our heads
Popping pills is really stupefying
Gets you crawling when you could be flying
All my life I guess that I'll be dying
Just to know
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
Don't you ever think about this life
And how strange it all can seem?
Only way to find the answers out
Is to wake up from its golden dream
But there's one thing really mystifying
It's got me laughing, now it's got me crying (ha-ha-ha-ha)
All my life I will be death defying
'Til I know, 'til I know, 'til I know (really really need to know!)
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls (I wonder why it falls)
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me (I wonder why it falls, I wonder why it falls, it falls on me)
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
I wonder why the wonderfalls on me (I wonder why it falls, I wonder why it falls, it falls on me)
I wonder wonder why the wonderfalls
With everything I touch and hear and see
See, I told you I was right about the wonder-wonder-wonder-wonder
Wonderful-ahh the wonderfalls
I've got to find out from where the wonderfalls
15.2.08
10.2.08
revendo a grande velocidade o que fazer, carburando alturas por perspectivas e discutindo interiormente (dialogic clock, unwise) de tudo a forice, de intermediários a mediadores o quê na translação e que e quê mais ou menos e mais e menos até à segunda linha
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27.1.08
São muitos séculos em morna ebulição, a transitar entre o granizo e a combustão
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