Archive for March, 2008
Chungking Express
Cop 663: Would you let a person on board with a boarding pass like this? It’s dated today, but it got blurred in the rain. I don’t know where it’s taking me. Do you?
Faye: No idea, but I’ll give you another.
Cop 663: Great.
Faye: Where do you want to go?
Cop 663: Wherever you want to take me.
Um filme simplesmente genial !!!
Não é a toa que o Jabor falou que ultimamente só tem visto filmes antigos, de tão ruim e careta que o cinema mundial anda produzindo (menos, Jabor, alguns filmes lançados esse ano e ano passado até que são bem interessantes) …. mas, enfim, disse que da nova safra gosta muito do chinês Wong Kar Wai.
Músicas :
Cranberries – Dreams
The Mamas and the Papas – California Dreamin’
Segue link pro torrent do filme : http://www.mininova.org/tor/554089
Boa noite, e bom filme.
Saudade
Fotografia: Tony Lindner
Ai, ai que saudade eu tenho da bahia
Ai, se eu escutasse o que mamãe dizia:
Bem, não vá deixar a sua mãe aflita
A gente faz o que o coração dita
Mas esse mundo é feito de maldade e ilusão
Ai, se eu escutasse hoje não sofria
Ai, esta saudade dentro do meu peito
Ai, se ter saudade é ter algum defeito
Eu, pelo menos, mereço o direito
De ter alguém com quem eu possa me confessar
Ponha-se no meu lugar
E veja como sofre um homem infeliz
Que teve que desabafar
Dizendo a todo mundo o que ninguém diz
Vejam que situação
E vejam como sofre um pobre coração
Pobre de quem acredita
Na glória e no dinheiro para ser feliz
Saudade da Bahia – Dorival Caymmi e Tom Jobim
Dancing Queen
Fotografia: Tony Lindner
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance…
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
Youre a teaser, you turn em on
Leave them burning and then youre gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance…
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen
ABBA – Dancing Queen
Masquerade
Fotografia: Tony Lindner
Are we really happy here
With this lonely game we play
Looking for words to say?
Searching
But not finding understanding anyway
We’re lost in a mas–masquerade
Both afraid to say
We’re just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We’re lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev’ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We’re lost in this masquerade
Both afraid to say
We’re just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We’re lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear
Ev’ry time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
To understand the reasons
That we carry on this way
We’re lost in this masquerade
This Masquerade – George Benson
Scanned?
Fotografia: Tony Lindner
“You can tell me your troubles
I’ll listen for free
My regulars trust me, it seems
You can come and see Uncle
to get through the week
leave your pledges with me to redeem
Some folk sell their bodies
for ten bob a go
Politicians go pawning their souls
Which doesn’t make me
look too bad, don’t you know
me, with my heart full of holes
All my yesterdays broken
a watch with no face
all battered and old
Bits of the movement
all over the place
and a heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
Brass knuckles and banjos
are out on the town
at the knees-up
in Teddy Boys’ Row
The gold block and tackle
tells the time upside down
Rock n’ roll – well, I don’t know
Dead people’s wedding gifts
walk out the door
A clarinet squeals to be free
Accordions hop
from the shelves to the floor -
start playing their polkas to me
There’s a ringing of bells
a dunderhead’s curse
Fingers are pointing at you
And you take work in hell
and be glad it’s not worse
and you get to the back of the queue
Handcuffs and hunting knives
clang on the bars
Air pistols shoot out the lights
I’ve a whole Wailing Wall
of electric guitars
could shatter the windows
down Brick Lane tonight
If one of us dies, love
I think I’ll retire
see my boys and my beautiful girls
A Garden of Eden
no gates or barbed wire
who knows, maybe gates made of pearls
Well, if we go to heaven
and some say we don’t
but if there’s a reckoning day
please God, I’ll see you
and maybe I won’t
I’ve a bag packed to go either way
Redeeming your pledge, dear
I’ll keep it for you
It’s not going to go anywhere
But your soul, your soul
that is not what I do
There’s not a lot I can do there
I remember the officer’s watch
in my hand:
‘Repair it or die’ I was told
It’s a wonder to me -
I still don’t understand
why I ever survived to be old
with a heart full of holes
A heart full of holes
A heart full of holes”
Heart Full of Holes – Mark Knopfler
Happy at the End of the Sun
Fotografia: Tony Lindner
I think it’s pretty funny when people say things they don’t mean…..Why they say things they will regret?
I wouldn’t be or at least try not to be that careless for people I like….and I can tell I don’t like too many people…I’m a lone guy pretty much ok, but I just don’t bullshit….
Sorry for who does….
try being honest…maybe you’ll be surprised….i don’t understand why all the posing….the manipullation….f***….people are never their own….they have to build a character…that’s why there’s no truth anymore….everyone has embraced Pride…the worst sin ever.
try to see the Sunscreen video at You tube…You”ll learn something….but everybody knows better….sorry.
You know what….hear that….
Come Away With ( Norah Jones )
Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can’t tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won’t you try to come
Come away with me and we’ll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I’ll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I’m safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
Where’s the truth?
Is all over !!!
Someone wants it?
I don’t thing so….
The truth sucks, apparently…
sorry for them…
I keep on hanging to it.
that’s all I have…my word, my will and my personality…
I won’t change….
Good Luck and Good Night.
