ciganos # 6

taraf de haidouks

ciganos # 3

tempo de ciganos - emir kusturica

(let's look at a traila)

ciganos #1

django reinhardt

guernica em 3D

via o homem que sabia demasiado

no ouvido # 7

no ouvido # 6

post-it

hoje é dia de ligar a televisão. dexter, às 22h40, na rtp2

play it again, sam # 7

morphine - the night

no ouvido # 5

and now, for something completely different...





pj harvey & john parish - black hearted love

no ouvido # 4

shadows - au revoir simone

no ouvido # 3

wilco & feist

no ouvido # 2

rodrigo leão e stuart staples

no ouvido

coisas realmente importantes

partilhado pelo mr. steed, no facebook

música para um dia cinzento

roubado à m.m.botelho

(via facebook)

mr. magoo

rip, millard kaufman


via booktailors twitter

revivendo o passado

O passado é um imenso pedregal que muitos gostariam de percorrer como se de uma auto-estrada se tratasse, enquanto outros, pacientemente, vão de pedra em pedra, e as levantam, porque precisam de saber o que há por baixo delas.

a viagem do elefante - josé saramago



calha esta citação de vir a propósito das reflexões da maria correia, no olivesaria.

para todos nós, os da geração desencantada, da inocência perdida, a banda sonora que falta no post do olivesaria, no final de um filme memorável que - não por acaso - é o nome deste blog:

perspectivas

no Twitter actual um gajo navega como uma bola enfiada dentro de uma daquelas antigas mesas de flipper a ziguezaguear de um extremo ao outro do sistema até finalmente o cérebro fazer «tilt» com tanta informação

do post do bitaites


versus


a entrevista do paulo querido

that leaving feeling

I get that leaving feeling
This time it's here to stay
I've been weighing up the pulling
And pushing me away
The past is so heavy
But it's something I can't leave
And this future is so certain
It just pushes me to my knees

Is that your heart talking
Or just that befuddled mind
The people that you love
They change when you leave them behind

But this rope that is pulling
Is whittled down to a thread
And if I don't start climbing
Pretty soon it'll be over my head

We all have dreams of leaving
We all want to make a new start
Go and pack a little suitcase
With the pieces of our hearts
All those worries and those sorrows
We can just toss them away
Buy a coffee and a paper
And those step on to a train

But I've been too long wandering
Limping around this town
With everything that's pulling me
Is pulling me further down

Go make all your excuses
Go say all you goodbyes
But take a look in the mirror
It's the hardest one you'll ever find
All those worries and those sorrows
You can just toss them away
Go find a new tomorrow
And forget about your yesterdays
So go and pat your kids
And kiss your dog goodbye
Leave your keys on the nail
With the sadness that's in your eyes

Maybe tomorrow, today looks like it's bringing rain
And I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing standing in my way
There are jobs that need tending
And the logs that are waiting to stack
And I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing that's going to hold me back

verdes anos

o paulo querido lembrou o aniversário do nascimento de carlos paredes.