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October 14, 2012

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

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October 13, 2012

Charles Bukowski - Alone With Everybody

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.



there’s no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.



nobody ever finds
the one.



the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill



nothing else
fills.

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Published on October 13, 2012 10:05

Martha Wainwright - Proserpina

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Published on October 13, 2012 03:08

October 12, 2012

Bom fim de semana

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Published on October 12, 2012 10:48

Sam A. Harris

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Published on October 12, 2012 01:53

October 11, 2012

Yellowism.

Não consigo ainda ter opinião definitiva em relação ao Yellowism.


A primeira reação é de horror por terem intervindo de forma aparentemente bárbara e sem sentido sobre um quadro de um dos meus pintores favoritos, Mark Rothko. Um dos integrantes dos murais Seagram, que ainda por cima já vi ao vivo, no mesmo sítio onde aconteceu a dita intervenção.


A segunda reação é de dúvida e questão. Sempre achei que um dos critérios de avaliação da arte contemporânea era o da intenção do artista e se outra c...

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Published on October 11, 2012 06:36

October 10, 2012

Dylan

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Published on October 10, 2012 13:37

Noma Bar

Gosto muito do Don DeLillo (bom, do que ele escreve) e nem por isso do Haruki Murakami. Sobressaltam-me as notícias de que o segundo poderá ser Prémio Nobel da Literatura mas provavelmente já aconteceram coisas mais estranhas. Seja como for, este post é sobre as magníficas capas do israelita Noma Bar para ambos. Exemplos abaixo.


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Published on October 10, 2012 00:58

October 9, 2012

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently weeps.



I don't know why nobody told you
How to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you
They bought and sold you.



I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps.



I don't know how you were diverted
You were perverted too


I don't know how yo...

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Published on October 09, 2012 16:30