Thursday, December 20, 2007

atmosphere



(letra: ian curtis
música: joy divison)

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

show

(beth gibbons and rustin man)

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Folia nos ilumina

e no fim de tudo
o princípio...

a folia começou antes de ter começado

e continua... sempre... cá dentro... muito cá dentro...

nunca sabemos o que fazemos nos outros...

os outros nunca saberão o que fazem em nós...



dá-me vontade de chorar de tanta alegria... de tanta folia!!

obrigada a todos

"morre e devém!" sempre!


(video: sr. major gaiteiro do pijama laranja curto)

Thursday, September 13, 2007

green gloves

parece-me que ando sempre à procura de um papel que não é o meu...

de uma vida que não é a minha...

de uma cama em que reclinar

de uma pele que não seja esta...

resta sempre o sabor de uma música de embalar o sangue

(esse sim meu! sempre quente quente)

e refazer-me a cada instante.... como se a cada minuto já não fosse eu...




the national, green gloves



http://sophiarui.blogspot.com/2007/09/falling-out-of-touch-with-all-my.html

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Amélie Poulain

as estórias de amor aparecem sempre como um filme mudo...

...com piano ao fundo...

unravel

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

So when you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

While you are away
My heart comes undone
Slowly unravels
In a ball of yarn
The devil collects it
With a grin
Our love, our love,
In a ball of yarn

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

He'll never return it

When you come back
We'll have to make new love

bjork

The Dull Flame of Desire

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire

Antony :
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Björk :
Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still

Antony :
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

Björk :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
Dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame

Antony :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire
Through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
Dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I see the dull flame

Björk :
I love your eyes, my dear
Their splendid, sparkling fire

Antony :
When suddenly you raise them so
To cast a swift embracing glance

Björk :
Like lightning flashing in the sky
But there's a charm that is greater still

Antony :
When my love's eyes are lowered
When all is fired by passion's kiss

Björk :
Through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Antony :
And through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire

Björk :
And through the
Downcast lashes
I see the
Dull flame
Of
Desire

Friday, August 17, 2007

Hoppipolla

quando fôr grande quero ser pequena
e até lá lutarei com espadas de madeira
tropeçando nas folhas de outono
chapinhando em poças de água invernais...

(video:sigur ros)

The National - Mistaken For Strangers

"You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to
cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture
as long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
so you swear you just saw a feathery woman
carry a blindfolded man through the trees
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults"

Thursday, August 2, 2007

spark

"She's afraid of the light in the dark"

tori amos

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Paper Bag

paper bag

No time to fuck
But you like the rush
And where would we
Be without sums
Deals we make
Brown paper bag makes for a hat
When it rains on
Your head mate
Cheers for that
When the world stops for snow
When you laugh
I'm inside
Your mouth

Sucking the sun
Baboons and birds
With the weight of you dear
I forgot

Goldfrapp



Saturday, July 28, 2007

con toda a palabra

"Con toda palabra
Con toda sonrisa
Con toda mirada
Con toda caricia

Me acerco al agua
Bebiendo tu beso
La luz de tu cara
La luz de tu cuerpo

Es ruego el quererte
Es canto de mudo
Mirada de ciego
Secreto desnudo

Me entrego a tus brazos
Con miedo y con calma
Y un ruego en la boca
Y un ruego en el alma

Con toda palabra
Con toda sonrisa
Con toda mirada
Con toda caricia

Me acerco al fuego
Que todo lo quema
La luz de tu cara
La luz de tu cuerpo

Es ruego el quererte
Es canto de mudo
Mirada de ciego
Secreto desnudo

Me entrego a tus brazos
Con miedo y con calma
Y un ruego en la boca
Y un ruego en el alma"

Lhasa de Sela

Lhasa de Sela - De cara a la pared

"Llorando
de cara a la pared
se apaga la ciudad

Llorando
Y no hay màs
muero quizas
Adonde estàs?

Soñando
de cara a la pared
se quema la ciudad

Soñando
sin respirar
te quiero amar
te quiero amar

Rezando
de cara a la pared
se hunde la ciudad

Rezando
Santa Maria
Santa Maria
Santa Maria"

Thursday, July 26, 2007

dear butterfly

"(...)The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep"

Robert Frost

Monday, July 23, 2007

I Grieve - City of Angels

é dificil viver aqui...
anjos sem asas
caminhos sem rotas

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Arvo Part 'Fratres I'

deita-te aqui comigo nesta terra




encosta o lábio ao metal frio


e fende a mão no instrumento insano


do teu sopro




o equilibrio dos rios


a morte da tua música


afagada ao meu colo

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Signal To Noise

ainda que me vistam de véu negro
ainda que me degolem
que me firam as entranhas
e com elas revistam a noite mais escura

guarda para sempre as minhas mãos nessa caixa de papel da memória

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Tabula Rasa - Miguel Robles/Arvo Part

há espaços que nenhum som, nenhuma imagem, nenhum gesto podem conter...

mas existem coisas que ficam muito perto... demasiado perto desta coisa que se chama existir...

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Monday, June 18, 2007

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Radiohead

quem tem medo do capuchinho vermelho?

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

little Mazurka

humm... que saudade de uma mazurka ao relento!!