[o blog morreu]

Declaro meu blog morto.

But for the lovers, their arms round the griefs of the ages, who pay no praise or wages, nor heed my craft or art.

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[under any circumstances]

O melhor "secret" desse domingo.



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[24 de abril de 2009]

"There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice --patched, retreaded and approved for the road."

Da Sylvia Plath no romance "The Bell Jar".

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[obama mania]

Essa mulher acha que Bruno Barreto dirigiu "O Pagador de Promessas" (vide o programa da Gimenez hoje, 21/04 --está rolando um quiz) e tem o recorde de horas ininterruptas na Sapucaí. Os pés sangravam e a comoção popular era grande na ocasião.



Composição da foto: boca + Obama + atitude politizada + pôster da Brooklyn Bridge. Genius.

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[the offshore pirate]

Taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor. They floated out like drifting moths under the rich hazy light, and as the fantastic symphony wept and exulted and wavered and despaired Ardita's last sense of reality dropped away, and she abandoned her imagination to the dreamy summer scents of tropical flowers and the infinite starry spaces overhead, feeling that if she opened her eyes it would be to find herself dancing with a ghost in a land created by her own fancy.

"This is what I should call an exclusive private dance," he whispered.

"I feel quite mad --but delightfully mad!"

"We're enchanted. The shades of unnumbered generations of cannibals are watching us from high up on the side of the cliff there."

"And I'll bet the cannibal women are saying that we dance too close, and that it was immodest of me to come without my nose-ring."

They both laughed softly --and then their laughter died as over across the lake they heard the trombones stop in the middle of a bar, and the saxophones give a startled moan and fade out.

The Offshore Pirate, F.Scott Fitzgerald.

[moi et toi]

Para quem entende francês, a caixa de comentários está aberta. :)



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[música da semana]

Sonic Youth. Bull in the Heather.



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[I want a girl with a short skirt]

Em resposta ao último post de JC, eu faço um ranking de melhores profissões para namoradas:

(1) Arquiteta
(2) Editora
(3) Arqueóloga
(4) Historiadora
(5) Colunista de culinária


PROFISSÕES "NÃO VAI ROLAR, GATZ":

(1) Pedagoga
(2) Motorista Ralis/Off-Road
(3) Agitadora cultural
(4) Poetisa/Trovadora
(5) Partidária do MST


E A REALIDADE, PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE:
PAST:
Estudante de Cinema
Estudante de Jornalismo
Designer
Filósofa (academia)

PRESENT AND FUTURE:
Famosa

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[pirates! pirates! pirates!]

Eu não lia bons livros na infância.

Ou era porn ou historinhas de piratas. De "Treasure Island" a Sinbad, esse em um volume raro das "Mil e Uma Noites". E me apaixonei pelo mundo dos piratas, muito antes da turminha aí conhecer Jack Sparrow.

Agora com toda essa história de piratas na Somália chegando ao ápice de toda a aventura, o meu sonho de me tornar um Capitão Gancho um dia fica tão mais emocionante!

Ilustro com a música mais sensacional já feita sobre piratas. Do Stephen Malkmus. "The Hook". Segue a música. Letra bem decente, final matador: we were just killers with the cold eyes of a sailor.




At age 19 I was kidnapped by Turkish pirates
Mediterranean thugs
After some torture they considered me their mascot
A Cypriotic good luck
I had to taste the deck and many other things
I had to pay the piper with my wedding ring
And I would never see my family again

By 25 I was respected as an equal
My art was a knife
On countless raids I was the first one up the lanyard
Yeah I was seeking a fight
There is no time to pray
And there's no time to beg
And then it's off with an arm
Or it's off with a leg
And if I spare your life
It's because the tide is leaving

By 31 I was the captain of a galleon
I was Poseidon's new son
The coast of Montenegro was my favorite target
It was ever so fun
We had no wooden legs
Or steel hooks
We had no black eye patches
Or a starving cook
We were just killers with the cold eyes of a sailor
Yeah we were killers with the cold eyes of a sailor

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[música da semana]

"I Feel It All" da Feist. Canadense que consegue dar um brilho à história de seu país. Desde o fim do século 19 pra cá, só Feist e Broken Social Scene salvam.

Vai, talvez William Shatner também.



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[you]

you're still the one pool
where I'd happily drown

[twitter? not anymore]

Cansou do Twitter? Muitos caracteres pra escrever ou pra ler? A Slate criou o Flutter. 26 caracteres. Genius.



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[13 andy's most beautiful]

Ainda na mesma linha do post anterior, envio o trailer do DVD "13 Most Beautiful... Songs for Andy Warhol's Screen Tests", que acaba de sair lá fora.

Quando algum artista ou personalidade visitava seu estúdio em Manhattan, a Factory, Andy Warhol fazia pequenos filmes mudos, de mais ou menos quatro minutos. Quarenta anos depois, Dean Wareham e Britta Phillips (da espetacular dupla Dean & Britta --ver Galaxie 500, Luna), selecionaram alguns desses momentos e musicaram.

No filme, a chance de ver: Lou Reed, comprovando ter sido a pessoa mais cool do mundo naquela época (reparem com a Coca-Cola!), Dennis Hopper, do clássico "Easy Rider", em um momento em que a música é magistralmente sincronizada a seus movimentos; Nico, aqui com uma cover de Bob Dylan, com "I'll Keep It With Mine".

Olha. Merece.



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[...]

|how terrific she was and how much I loved her|



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[herzog]

Outros trechinhos que merecem menção do livro de Saul Bellow:

"Now", said Sandor, "stop this baloney. Don't be a clown, man." His look changed, and he let some kindness flow toward Herzog. "Well, when you suffer, you really suffer. You're a real, genuine old Jewish type that digs the emotions. I'll give you that. I understand it. I grew up on Sangamon Street, remember, when a Jew was still a Jew. I know about suffering --we're on the same identical network."

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If his soul could cast a reflection so brilliant, and so intensely sweet, he might beg God to make such use of him. But that would be too simple. But that would be too childish. The actual sphere is not clear like this, but turbulent, angry. A vast human action is going on. Death watches. So if you have some happiness, conceal it. And when your heart is full, keep your mouth shut also.


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[música da semana]

Acabou de sair novo single do Kasabian. Vlad, the Impaler.



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[meidele]

[trechinho de um poema do e.e. cummings]

lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
-the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says
we are for each other: then
laugh leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

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[obama e a arte]

Não, não é o Puff Daddy. É o Obama, retratado de maneira completamente insana (alguém me explica aquele unicórnio ao fundo?).



Mais retratos aqui.

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[música da semana]

Air. All I Need.
[a documentary on love]



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[posso te beijar?]

Filme delicado cuja estreia no Brasil será em 2040. Chama "Un baiser s'il vous plaît".



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