segunda-feira, 28 de dezembro de 2009

"I like airplanes. I like anywhere that isn't a proper place. I like in-betweens."

[Delirium (in Sandman) - Neil Gaiman]

Banda Sonora XIV

O que será criar uma obra que fica para as próximas gerações? Aposto que, na maior parte das vezes, quem o faz nem sequer pensa nisso.



Out on the wiley, windy moors
We'd roll and fall in green
You had a temper, like my jealousy
Too hot, too greedy
How could you leave me?
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you, I loved you too

Bad dreams in the night
They told me I was going to lose the fight
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff, its me, Cathy come home
I'm so cold, let me in-a-your window

Oh it gets dark, it gets lonely
On the other side from you
I pine alot, I find the lot
Falls through without you
I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff
My one dream, my only master

Too long I roam in the night
I'm coming back to his side to put it right
I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights

Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away
Oh let me have it, let me grab your soul away
You know it's me, Cathy

[Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights - 1978]

quinta-feira, 24 de dezembro de 2009

Natal Chique

Percorro o dia, que esmorece
Nas ruas cheias de rumor;
Minha alma vã desaparece
Na muita pressa e pouco amor.

Hoje é Natal. Comprei um anjo,
Dos que anunciam no jornal;
Mas houve um etéreo desarranjo
E o efeito em casa saiu mal.

Valeu-me um príncipe esfarrapado
A quem dão coroas no meio disto,
Um moço doente, desanimado…
Só esse pobre me pareceu Cristo.

[Vitorino Nemésio 1901-1978]

terça-feira, 3 de novembro de 2009

Banda Sonora XIII

Call me easy, say I'm strong, love me my way, it ain't wrong.
Katharina Franck com os Rainbirds. Uma das melhores escritoras de canções da Europa. Vale mesmo a pena acompanhar o seu trabalho.



You might be knocking
Knocking knocking at my door
Don`t you wonder, baby
You`ll find me
Rocking rocking
Back and forth on the floor

I hear a rocking song
It`ll take just as long
I need to enter the screen
To walk thru the mirror
Down thru that hallway
Within the walls, the lengh of my spine

I rock for my mama
Rock for my papa
Rock for my sister to get things right
I rock when i`m lonely
Rock for you only
Only you to hold me tight

This is a rocking song
It`ll take just as long
I need to enter the screen
To walk thru that mirror
Down thru that hallway
Within the walls, the lengh of my spine
I rock for my body
The feel for my body
I rock for a rhythm a reason a ryhme
Just sittin` there swaying
Pretending i`m trying
When i should be fighting for

Sea of time
Did you learn how to swim
Did you learn how to move
Sea of time
Did you learn how to swim
Did you learn how to move

You might be knocking
Knocking knocking at my door
Don`t you wonder, baby
You`ll find me
Rocking rocking
Back and forth on the floor

This is a rocking song
It`ll take just as long
I need to enter the screen
To walk thru that mirror
Down thru that hallway
Within the walls, the lengh of my spine
I rock for my body
The feel for my body
I rock for a rhythm a reason a ryhme
I rock for my freedom the feel of my freedom
I rock for a passion a party a thrill
Now there`s someone pointing at me
With a finger
`cause i should be fighting for

Sea of time
Did you learn how to swim
Did you learn how to move
Sea of time
Did you learn how to swim
Did you learn how to move
If you don`t want to drown in this muddy water
You will have to move
You must learn how to swim
You have to have a plan
I follow my own little plan
And it`s right here
And when i looked
I saw
That somebody had erased my video scrapbook
And i said: shit!
Is there nothing sacred anymore?
Mmmmmmh
Did you learn how to swim
Did you learn how to move
Yeah, did you learn how to move
And you gotta watch out for what they say
`cause they...sometimes they say:
Take it easy
Take it easy, now
But i know that
Waking up ain't easy, no
When you`re lonely
Sea of time
Did you
Did you learn
Now, did you learn how to swim
Now, did you learn how to move
Did you?
You wanna, you wanna drown in this muddy water
Muddy water here i come, huh!
I wanna drown
Sea of time
Call me easy
Say i`m strong
Love me my way
It ain`t wrong
Ooh yeah
Time
Sea of time
Oooh
Did you learn
Call me easy
Say i`m strong
Love me my way
It ain`t wrong

[Rainbirds - Sea of Time]

sexta-feira, 30 de outubro de 2009

Aplica-se a tanta gente...

"I like hearing myself talk. Is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying."

[The Remarkable Rocket - Oscar Wilde 1854–1900]

quarta-feira, 28 de outubro de 2009

Pequeño Vals Vienés

E de Cohen a Ana Belén...



En Viena hay diez muchachas,
un hombro donde solloza la muerte
y un bosque de palomas disecadas.
Hay un fragmento de la mañana
en el museo de la escarcha.
Hay un salón con mil ventanas.

¡Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals con la boca cerrada.

Este vals, este vals, este vals, este vals,
de sí, de muerte y de coñac
que moja su cola en el mar.

Te quiero, te quiero, te quiero,
con la butaca y el libro muerto,
por el melancólico pasillo,
en el oscuro desván del lirio,
en nuestra cama de la luna
y en la danza que sueña la tortuga.

¡Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals de quebrada cintura.

En Viena hay cuatro espejos
donde juegan tu boca y los ecos.
Hay una muerte para piano
que pinta de azul a los muchachos.
Hay mendigos por los tejados,
hay frescas guirnaldas de llanto.

¡Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals que se muere en mis brazos.

Porque te quiero, te quiero, amor mío,
en el desván donde juegan los niños,
soñando viejas luces de Hungría
por los rumores de la tarde tibia,
viendo ovejas y lirios de nieve
por el silencio oscuro de tu frente.

¡Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals, este vals del "Te quiero siempre".

En Viena bailaré contigo
con un disfraz que tenga
cabeza de río.
¡Mira qué orillas tengo de jacintos!
Dejaré mi boca entre tus piernas,
mi alma en fotografías y azucenas,
y en las ondas oscuras de tu andar
quiero, amor mío, amor mío, dejar,
violín y sepulcro, las cintas del vals.

[Federico García Lorca 1898-1936]

Banda Sonora XII

Uma valsa amordaçada. De Lorca a Cohen.



Now in Vienna there's ten pretty women
There's a shoulder where death comes to cry
There's a lobby with nine hundred windows
There's a tree where the doves go to die
There's a piece that was torn from the morning
And it hangs in theGallery of Frost

Aey, aey, aey, aey
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz with the clamp on its jaws

Oh I want you, I want you, I want you
On a chair with a dead magazine
In the cave at the tip of the lily
In some hallway where love's never been
On a bed where the moon has been sweating
In a cry filled with footsteps and sand

Aey, aey, aey, aey
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take its broken waist in your hand
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea

There's a concert hall in Vienna
Where your mouth had a thousand reviews
There's a bar where the boys have stopped talking
They've been sentenced to death by the blues
But who is it climbs to your picture
With a garland of freshly cut tears?

Aey, aey, aey, aey
Take this waltz, take this waltz
Take this waltz it's been dying for years

There's an attic where children are playing
Where I've got to lie down with you soon
In a dream of Hungarian lanterns
In the mist of some sweet afternoon
And I'll see what you've chained to your sorrow
All your sheep and your lilies of snow

Aey, aey, aey, aey
Take this waltz, take this waltz
With its, I'll never forget you, you know
This waltz, this waltz, this waltz, this waltz
With its very own breath of brandy and death
Dragging its tail in the sea

And I'll dance with you in Vienna
I'll be wearing a river's disguise
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
My mouth on the dew of your thighs
And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook
With the photographs there, and the moss

And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty
My cheap violin and my cross
And you'll carry me down on your dancing
To the pools that you lift on your wrist
Oh my love, oh my love
Take this waltz, take this waltz
It's yours now, it's all that there is

[Leonard Cohen - Take this Waltz]

quinta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2009

"Which one of you is the last rubber duck in the tub of mediocrity?"

[The Weakest Link - BBC]

segunda-feira, 19 de outubro de 2009

De regresso... mais uma vez.

Cansado e pouco inspirado para escrever, limito-me a ouvir. Uma vez e outra.



Load up on guns
Bring your friends
Its fun to lose
And to pretend
Shes overboard
Myself assured
I know I know
A dirty word

Hello

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

Im worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

Hello

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Hello

With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea

[Tori Amos - Smells like teen spirit]

terça-feira, 29 de setembro de 2009

Delírio privado...

Ah, a frescura na face de não cumprir um dever!
Faltar é positivamente estar no campo!
Que refúgio o não se poder ter confiança em nós!
Respiro melhor agora que passaram as horas dos encontros,
Faltei a todos, com uma deliberação do desleixo,
Fiquei esperando a vontade de ir para lá, que eu saberia que não vinha.
Sou livre, contra a sociedade organizada e vestida.
Estou nu, e mergulho na água da minha imaginação.
É tarde para eu estar em qualquer dos dois pontos onde estaria à mesma hora, Deliberadamente à mesma hora...
Está bem, ficarei aqui sonhando versos e sorrindo em itálico.
É tão engraçada esta parte assistente da vida!
Até não consigo acender o cigarro seguinte...
Se é um gesto,
Fique com os outros, que me esperam, no desencontro que é a vida.

[Fernando Pessoa]

quarta-feira, 23 de setembro de 2009

Fantasmas de Berlim

A voz desta senhora persegue-me há anos. Nada melhor para marcar o regresso de umas férias demasiado curtas na sempre mítica Berlim.



[Ute Lemper - Ghosts of Berlin]

quarta-feira, 16 de setembro de 2009

Romance is dead?

"But the Catherine Wheel shook her head. "Romance is dead, Romance is dead, Romance is dead," she murmured. She was one of those people who think that, if you say the same thing over and over a great many times, it becomes true in the end."

[The Remarkable Rocket - Oscar Wilde 1854–1900]

segunda-feira, 14 de setembro de 2009

Banda Sonora IX

De vez em quando fecho os olhos e deixo-me levar...



Take me as I am
Someone you don't know
Even in the dark
You may not be sure
Take me while you can
I can see you standing in the smoky entrance
Giving up your good intentions

Leave the shadows dancing
Dancing on their own
Let the moment free you now
And leave it all behind you
I'll know where you've gone
Let the world go on

Take me as I am
I may disappear
Fade into the night
Lighter than your thoughts
Take me while you can
Never knowing who or what you are until you're
Living with the unfamiliar

Leave the shadows dancing
Dancing on their own
Let the moment free you now
And leave it all behind you
I'll know where you've gone
Let the world go on

There's a place where fear won't find you
Where your secret dreams remind you
This is all you have to know and
This is all you have to go on
Everything you have inside you
Everything you need to guide you
This is all you
have to know and
This is all you have to go on

Take me as I am
Someone you could know
Even as we speak
You could change your mind
Take me while you can
Even if you shine a light into the mirror
You won't see me any clearer

Leave the shadows dancing
Dancing on their own
Let the moment free you now
And leave it all behind you
I'll know where you've gone
Let the world go on

[October Project - Take me as I am]

sábado, 12 de setembro de 2009

"Só não duvido dos que não têm certezas. "

[Luís R.]

quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2009

Banda Sonora VIII

Uma das menos conhecidas e uma das minhas favoritas de sempre dos "Leverpullers". Triste sem dúvida, mas quem é que nunca passou por um momento assim?


Here I stand head in hand
Turn my face to the wall
If she's gone I can't go on
Feelin' two-foot small

Everywhere people stare
Each and every day
I can see them laugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away

How can I even try
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
In the state I'm in

How could she say to me
Love will find a way
Gather round all you clowns
Let me hear you say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away

[Beatles - You've got to hide your love away]

quinta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2009

Banda Sonora VII


Favored son
Turn in the garden
Shades of one
Sins forgotten

Favored signs to find hope
In the rounds of life
Favored rhymes to find hope
In the sands of life

Favored son
Fence in your heart
Saviored son
Sins forgotten

[Dead Can Dance - Rakim]

quarta-feira, 2 de setembro de 2009

O Relógio
( adereço conceptual para usar no pulso )

Pára-me um tempo por dentro
passa-me um tempo por fora.

O tempo que foi constante
no meu contratempo estar
passa-me agora adiante
como se fosse parar.
Por cada relógio certo
no tempo que sou agora
há um tempo descoberto
no tempo que se demora.

Fica-me o tempo por dentro
passa-me o tempo por fora.

[José Carlos Ary dos Santos 1937-1984]

(publicado em resposta a uma piquenina provocação)

quinta-feira, 27 de agosto de 2009

Uma das grandes desvantagens da tecnologia é o facto de os milagres agora passarem despercebidos.

[Luís R.]

sábado, 22 de agosto de 2009

Song of Lorien

In Dwimordene, in Lorien
Seldom have walked the feet of men,
Few mortal eyes have seen the light
That lies there ever, long and bright.
Galadriel! Galadriel!
Clear is the water of your well;
White is the stars in your white hand;
Unmarred, unstained is leaf and land
In Dwimordene, in Lorien
More fair than thoughts of Mortal Men.

[J.R.R.Tokien 1892-1973]

terça-feira, 18 de agosto de 2009

Banda Sonora VI


She comes up with the morning sun
And tells me life has just begun
Oh, what it is to be young
And in the early evening light
She brings me flowers from the sun
Oh what it is to be young

And if you see her you will know
She's like a shadow
Falling softly on the snow

And in the early evening light
She brings me flowers for the night
Oh what it is to be young

And if you see her you will know
She's like a shadow
Falling softly on the snow

And in the early evening light
She brings me flowers for the night
Oh what it is to be young

[Barclay James Harvest - Galadriel]

Cisnes reflectidos como Elefantes



[Salvador Dali 1904-1989] [colecção particular]

sexta-feira, 14 de agosto de 2009

Sabedoria Felina

Alice:
Podes dizer-me para onde ir a partir de agora?
O Gato de Cheshire:
Isso depende de para onde queres ir.
Alice:
Não me importa muito...
O Gato de Cheshire:
Então também não importa para onde vás.
Alice:
... desde que chegue a algum lado.
O Gato de Cheshire:
Oh. Com certeza que chegas, se andares o suficiente.

[Alice no País das Maravilhas - Lewis Carroll 1832-1898]

quinta-feira, 13 de agosto de 2009

La Golconde



[René Magritte 1898-1967] [The Menil Collection, Houston, TX, USA]

segunda-feira, 10 de agosto de 2009

What keeps mankind alive?

You gentlemen who think you have a mission
To purge us of the seven deadly sins
Should first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, that’s where it begins

You lot who preach restraint and watch your waist as well
Should learn, for once, the way the world is run
However much you twist or whatever lies that you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

So first make sure that those who are now starving
Get proper helpings when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive?

What keeps mankind alive?
The fact that millions are daily tortured
Stifled, punished, silenced and oppressed
Mankind can keep alive thanks to its brilliance
In keeping its humanity repressed
And for once you must try not to shriek the facts
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts

[Bertolt Brecht 1898-1956]

sexta-feira, 7 de agosto de 2009

Banda Sonora V


Save me from the movies and someone else's dreams
While angels make their music and give my spirit wings
I just concertina and wrap around the world
Staying out 'til 6 o'clock and singing like a fool

I've only got this morning to live
Look at all the colours at my fingertips

I don't want to stand still
I just want to freewheel
I don't want to lose this

Save my feet from dancing with anyone at all
Worn out shoes because lotus blue is hanging in the hall
You're a face in the distance I hope to recognise
It's like running through deep water trying to look into your eyes

I've only got this morning to live
Look at all the colours at my fingertips

I don't want to stand still
I just want to freewheel
I don't want to lose this

[Duke Special - Freewheel]

Os discípulos...



[Eugéne Burnand 1850-1921] [Museu d'Orsay, Paris]

quinta-feira, 6 de agosto de 2009

Pensamentos Nocturnos

Ervas rasteiras,
Brisa suave,
Sozinho na noite -
Sob um mastro, ao alto.

As estrelas suspensas,
Sobre a vasta planície,
A lua ondula -
Corre o Grande Rio

Vem das obras, a Fama?
O letrado retira-se, velho
E doente - sempre errante -
Que sou eu senão uma gaivota
Entre céu e terra?

[Du Fu 712-770]

quarta-feira, 5 de agosto de 2009

Caminhante sobre o Mar de Nevoeiro



[Caspar David Friedrich 1774-1840] [Kunsthalle, Hamburgo]

terça-feira, 4 de agosto de 2009

História sem sentido II

Entrei no bar e pedi um corpo com água. Agitei-o com cuidado até o erre se derreter completamente e bebi devagar.

Não há nada melhor para matar a sede!

[Luís R.]

segunda-feira, 3 de agosto de 2009

Madrugada

Madrugada, é tempo de partir
Lá longe noutro mundo há um sonho que espera
Há que deixar para trás aquilo que passou
Fechar ouvidos a quem te pede para ficar
O tempo não pára

O sol nasceu, as velas estão erguidas
No horizonte a terra é uma recordação

E na concha apanhada na areia
Há ondas a murmurar
Ondas céu azul gaivotas e navios
Vontade de partir para longe para outro lugar

Fria, tão fria
Tão só ao acordar
Saudade e esperança na volta
daquele que te deixou

E na concha apanhada na areia
Há ondas a murmurar
Ondas céu azul gaivotas e navios
Vontade de partir para longe para outro lugar

[Luís R. - 1989]

Sabes, as aves

sabes, as aves aquáticas já não pernoitam junto ao mar nem por entre
nossos dedos de areia
sobem-me vozes calcárias à garganta, estrangulo-me neste humilde canto,
fico atento ao eterno silêncio do teu castelo

às vezes escuto teu cantar, raramente, é certo… mas quando cantas saem-
-te nomes puros da boca e sorrisos diáfanos de cristais
os lábios incendeiam-se com vinho, teu corpo adquire osabor misterioso
das algas
no crepúsculo expande-se o perfume a moreia frita, teu olhar é o mosto
dos nossos desejos

dançamos à roda dum mastro, saia em papel de seda bordada com
búzios… uma cuadra flutua pela noite de nossos cabelos
rodopias, e os teus amores são relembrados pela noite adiante
espalham-se estrelas candentes, papoulas breves, junco molhado
e o mar enche-se novamente de pássaros, embarcações semelhantes a
beijos que nos percorrem de alegria.

[Al Berto 1948-1997]

Banda Sonora IV


Give us this day all that you showed me -
The power and the glory
till my kingdom comes.
Give us this day all that you showed me -
The power and the glory
till my kingdom comes.
Give me all the storybook told me
The faith and the glory
till my kingdom comes.

And they said that in our time all that's good will fall from grace.
Even saints would turn their face in our time.
And they told us that in our days
Different words said in different ways
Have other meanings from he who says in our time:

And they said that in our time we would reap from their legacy
We would learn from what they had seen in our time.
And they told us that in our days
We would know what was high on high
We would follow and not defy in our time.

Faithless in faith
we must behold the things we see.

[Ultravox - Hymn]

sábado, 1 de agosto de 2009

Polémica

"Bad art is more tragically beautiful than good art because it documents human failure"

[Tristan Rêveur - artista imaginário - citado no filme "Stay"]

quarta-feira, 29 de julho de 2009

Ode to Cynthia

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
Now the sun is laid to sleep,
Seated in thy silver chair,
State in wonted manner keep:
Hesperus entreats thy light,
Goddess excellently bright.

Earth, let not thy envious shade
Dare itself to interpose;
Cynthia's shining orb was made
Heaven to clear when day did close:
Bless us then with wishèd sight,
Goddess excellently bright.

Lay thy bow of pearl apart,
And thy crystal-shining quiver;
Give unto the flying hart
Space to breathe, how short soever:
Thou that mak'st a day of night
Goddess excellently bright.

[Ben Jonson 1572-1637]

terça-feira, 28 de julho de 2009

Banda Sonora III


Someone will call
Something will fall
And smash on the floor
Without reading the text
Know what comes next
Seen it before
And it's painful

Things must change
We must rearrange them
Or we'll have to estrange them
All that I'm saying
The game's not worth playing
Over and over again

You're the one I like best
You retain my interest
You're the only one
If it wasn't for you
Don't know what I'd do
Unpredictable like the sun
And the rainfall

Things must change
We must rearrange them
Or we'll have to estrange them
All that I'm saying
The game's not worth playing
Over and over again

[Depeche Mode - The Sun and the Rainfall]

segunda-feira, 27 de julho de 2009



E aos grandes cientistas e pensadores que passam a sua vida a tentar fazer-nos compreender como universo é grande e quão pequeno é cada um de nós só tenho uma coisa a dizer:

Pequeno? Sem Dúvida.
Ínfimo? É verdade.
Insignificante? Com certeza.

Mas acima de tudo Uma Parte deste fabuloso Universo. Essa certeza e esse orgulho nunca me conseguirão tirar.

[Luís R.]

domingo, 26 de julho de 2009

Citação III

"Dado que sou bastante mais inteligente que a maioria os meus erros tendem a ser proporcionalmente maiores"

[Albus Dumbledore]

quinta-feira, 23 de julho de 2009

Tiger

TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And, when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

[William Blake]