segunda-feira, fevereiro 27, 2006

BREAKTHROUGH
I got one two three four
Five, six, six, six
Running round the neighborhood
Perjorative, "Jinx." he said the groom's
Down on me cuz he ate the rice
It was well intentioned but bad advice
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah
Let it breakthrough, oh let breakthrough [x4]
Open the curtain and let in some sky
it's almost half past two, and you can tell by the light
Open your window, and let in the atmosphere!
Let it breakthrough, oh let breakthrough [x4]
Open the curtain and let in some sky
it's almost half past two, and you can tell by the light
Open your window, and let in the atmosphere!
Let it breakthrough, oh let breakthrough [x4]
I was inverted, I mean converted
I mean I don't understand

domingo, fevereiro 26, 2006

love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love love an´ picnic

MY babe and I were at home. Zé is here too, he says we look so cool together, I think he´s right...
but he doesn´t want us haging out with his new date... what a fucken world...?????

dudes haging at the park

sábado, fevereiro 25, 2006


Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never.
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
Here we go!

If God controls the land and disease,
keeps a watchful eye on me,
If he's really so damn mighty,
my problem is I can't see,
well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Evil home stereo, what good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah I know, what good curves can you throw?

Well all that icing and all that cake,
I can't make it to your wedding, but I'm sure I'll be at your wake.
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day,
when you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, OK?

Went to bed and didn't see
why every day turns out to be
a little bit more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

quinta-feira, fevereiro 23, 2006

Vernon God Little


if you think the two forces underlying life in this world are cause and effect, think twice, it might be wealth and poverty, good and evil... and what about your heroes , do they just fuck and kill? GET THIS: vernon god little

sábado, fevereiro 18, 2006


I´ve just watched a great movie, directed by G. Clooney. It´s about jornalism and freedom of speech. It tells the story of a news broadcaster Edward Morrow and his crew, and the historical witch hunt propeled by junior Senator M´Cather
Morrow and his crew, after strong evidence, promote a campaign against the well known senator. Nonetheless, this struggle is folowed by tragedy and facts that would never end. They really believe in what they´re doing, but it seems on the whole, they´re fighting against wind mills
( Quixotesque struggle) if they won the battle, they lost the war.By the way, the film is black white, and there are real footage of M´Carther´s trials, scenes which really take you back in the early fifties.

quarta-feira, fevereiro 15, 2006

happyness is every single moment that you feel all right, when you laugh at yourself, when you don´t take things too seriously, a hug from an old friend, my girl´s laughter

sábado, fevereiro 04, 2006

the tube mesmerizes me, interest rates go up, my savings down, I know I´m gonna die, was it worth it? Who knows, nobody told me, do I have time to read everything I want to, Do I have time to write a book, I want , I need , I Should, These are the verbs which I know by heart
literature & politics & football
images in my mind, they come and go, I´m better on my own, on my words, It´s just a matter of practice and diversity, And you just want to say something , which is probably nothing, but hey look around, there are just empty spaces, besides you´ve never heard this before, I´m on my own then I shoudn´t have talked to you. It feels like nothing, but it´s red, smels like Rimbaud, then again it might be Ginsberg