Podemos pensar sobre o que é o bater do nosso coração mas para sabermos o que é, temos que o sentir. Podemos pensar tudo sobre nós mas, para sabermos o que somos, temos que nos sentir.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
La tourneuse de pages
Uma jovem pianista, filha de talhantes numa pequena vila, tenta entrar no conservatório... Passados anos, já adulta, a vida (ou talvez não) traz-lhe um reencontro com o passado. Um filme fabuloso cuja personagem principal é interpretada por Déborah François. Maquinal, profunda, velada, sempre com uma postura impenetrável... o retrato de muitos músicos.
Eugénio de Andrade
Faz dois anos que se ficou pelo silêncio das palavras, que do seu rosto lemos apenas a obra. Há quem diga que foi o maior poeta português contemporâneo, isso fica ao gosto de cada um...
Passamos pelas coisas sem as ver,
gastos, como animais envelhecidos:
se alguém chama por nós não respondemos,
se alguém nos pede amor não estremecemos,
como frutos de sombra sem sabor,
vamos caindo ao chão, apodrecidos.
gastos, como animais envelhecidos:
se alguém chama por nós não respondemos,
se alguém nos pede amor não estremecemos,
como frutos de sombra sem sabor,
vamos caindo ao chão, apodrecidos.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Amanda Abizaid
Para uma série tão boa, só mesmo uma banda sonora excelente. "Place in Time" da libanesa Amanda Abizaid.
So long ago, another life,
I can feel your heartbeat.
It's not a dream, remember us.
I can see it in your eyes.
We'll find our place in time,
A place in time beyond the sun.
We'll find our place in time,
A place in time to call our own.
I can feel your heartbeat.
It's not a dream, remember us.
I can see it in your eyes.
We'll find our place in time,
A place in time beyond the sun.
We'll find our place in time,
A place in time to call our own.
Na idade da inocência
Rememorando os 16 anos, novamente os Pink Floyd. Lá uma alma caridosa gravou o album duplo - The Wall. Tudo mudou a partir daí, Another Brick in the Wall, Vera, Hey You, Comfortably Numb. Depois veio aos meus ouvidos o "Dark Side of the Moon", o estrondoso "The Final Cut" e o inspirador "A Momentary Lapse Of Reason" da era Gilmour. Posso dizer que me acompanharam durante anos e voltaram, agora, a estar presentes na minha playlist. Resta saber "Is There Anybody Out There".
Monday, April 09, 2007
comfortably numb
Pink Floyd. Para mim sempre serviram de banda sonora à vida e ultimamente o "Comfortably Numb" tem-me perseguido.
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
O video aqui
Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Come on, now.
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
O video aqui
Nolli me tangere
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