segunda-feira, 20 de outubro de 2008

domingo, 19 de outubro de 2008





"Oh you're divine Oh you're divine

Oh Oh Oh did I tell you you're divine

Oh Oh Oh Oh did I ever when you were alive

Did it hurt when you bled?

Did it, oh lover boy, oh fever head?

I'll bet you never thought I'd try

Your mouth, my love, was open wide

Singing oh you were going to be my life

Dammit!

Oh Oh Oh Oh you were going to be my life

Did you sing "Oh happy day"?Singing it

Sing it that time I went away?

Got to ease my aching head

Do you know

No other way cut off your legs oh

Did you ever wish me dead Oh lover boy, oh fever head?

No you must, no you must not go away

How will you ever walk again?

And I, I might as well be dead

But I could kill you instead..."


letra de Pj Harvey "legs".

fotografias da obsessão chamada "Mar".

oh so blurred...




"Does anybody here remember (...)?
Remember how she said that
We would meet again
Some sunny day? (...)
What has become of you?
Does anybody else here
Feel the way I do?"

letra de P.Floyd
fotografias do meu albúm "Maldito Outubro".

quarta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2008


Dêem-me uma praia deserta, agora. Dêem-me o mar. Para esquecer os "dias sem ninguém".

domingo, 12 de outubro de 2008


"um espelho onde não me reconheço. mas o pior é que nunca acreditei no que me disseram, e parti o espelho."
texto de Al Berto, in "O Medo".

"a verdade é que passei a vida a fugir (...) com um sussurro cortante nos lábios.

(...)

caminho como sempre caminhei, dentro de mim - rasgando paisagens, sulcando mares, devorando imagens."

texto de Al Berto, in "O Medo".


If you die when there's no one watching

and your ratings drop and you're forgotten

if they kill you on their TV

you're a martyr and a lamb of god

nothing's going to change nothing's going to change the world

There was Lennon and a happy gun

There were words on the pavement

we were looking for the lamb of god

we were looking for Mark David

If you die when there's no one watching

and your ratings drop and you're forgotten

if they kill you on their TV you're a martyr and a lamb of god

Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change

Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change the world

it took three days for him to die

the born again could buy the serial rights

lamb of god have mercy on us

lamb of god won't you grant us

Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change

Nothing's going to change the world nothing's going to change the world

If you die when there's no one watching and your ratings drop and you're forgotten

if they kill you on their TV you're a martyr and a lamb of god

nothing's going to change the world

M.Manson - "Lamb of god".

quarta-feira, 1 de outubro de 2008

"Hey you"

"Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me? Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me? Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy. The wall was too high, As you can see.
No matter how he tried, He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, out there on the roadalways doing what you're told,
Can you help me?

Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall, Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall."
P. Floyd.