Friday, December 19, 2014

Thursday, December 04, 2014

Tuesday, December 02, 2014

The Tubes - What Do You Want From Life?

What do you want from life
To kidnap an heiress
or threaten her with a knife
What do you want from life
To get cable TV
and watch it every night

There you sit
a lump in your chair
Where do you sleep
and what do you wear
when you're sleeping
What do you want from life
An Indian guru
to show you the inner light
What do you want from life
a meaningless love affair
with a girl that you met tonight
How can you tell when you're doin' alright
Does your bank account swell
While you're dreaming at night
How do know when you're really in love
Do violins play when you're touching the one
That you're loving
What do you want from life
Someone to love
and somebody that you can trust
What do you want from life
To try and be happy
while you do the nasty things you must
Well, you can't have that, but if you're an American citizen you are entitled to:
a heated kidney shaped pool,
a microwave oven--don't watch the food cook,
a Dyna-Gym--I'll personally demonstrate it in the privacy of your own home,
a king-size Titanic unsinkable Molly Brown waterbed with polybendum,
a foolproof plan and an airtight alibi,
real simulated Indian jewelry,
a Gucci shoetree,
a year's supply of antibiotics,
a personally autographed picture of Randy Mantooth
and Bob Dylan's new unlisted phone number,
a beautifully restored 3rd Reich swizzle stick,
Rosemary's baby,
a dream date in kneepads with Paul Williams,
a new Matador, a new mastodon,
a Maverick, a Mustang, a Montego,
a Merc Montclair, a Mark IV, a meteor,
a Mercedes, an MG, or a Malibu,
a Mort Moriarty, a Maserati, a Mac truck,
a Mazda, a new Monza, or a moped,
a Winnebago--Hell, a herd of Winnebago's we're giving 'em away,
or how about a McCulloch chainsaw,
a Las Vegas wedding,
a Mexican divorce,
a solid gold Kama Sutra coffee pot,
or a baby's arm holding an apple?

Depeche Mode - Dangerous (Sensual Mix)

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Depeche Mode - Never let me down again

Se tivesse aquelas 2 "blacks" lá atrás a cantar também eu, man !

Welcome !

Under the charm of the Dionysian
not only as the union between man
and man reaffirmed, but nature
which has become alienated,
hostile, or subjugated, celebrates
once more her reconciliation with
her lost son man. Freely, earth profits her gifts,
and peacefully the beasts of prey of the rocks and
desert approach.

The chariot of Dionysus is covered with flowers and
garlands, panthers and tigers walk
under its yoke. Transform Beethoven's "Hymn to Joy"
into a painting. Let your imagination conceive the
multitudes bowing to the dust, awestruck -
then you will approach the Dionysian.

Now the slave is a free man, now all the rigid
hostile barriers that necessity!
Caprice or "impudent convention" have fixed
between man and man are broken.

Now with the gospel of universal harmony, each one
feels himself not only united, reconciled, and fused
with his neighbor, but as one with him, as if the veil of Maya
had been torn aside and where now merely fluttering
in tatters before the mysterious primordial unity.

In song and in dance man expresses himself as
a member of a higher community, he has forgotten how to
walk and speak and is on the way toward flying into the air,
dancing. His very gestures expresses enchantment.
Just as the animals now talk, and the earth yields milk
and honey, supernatural sounds emanate from him
he feels himself a god, he himself now walks about enchanted
in ecstasy like the gods he saw walking in his dreams!

He is no longer an artist, he has become a work of art
in the paroxysms of intoxication the artistic power
of all the nature reveals itself to the highest gratification
of the primordial unity. The noblest clay.
the most costly marble, man, is here kneaded and cut, and to the
sound of the chisel strokes of the Dionysian world of artists
rings out the cry of the Eleusinian mysteries

Do you prostrate yourselves millions
Do you sense your maker, world,
Welcome to the Pleasuredrome.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Terry Callier - What Color Is Love

Limp Bizkit - Rollin

Love the girls dancing on the towers.


"Wrong Side Of A Love Song"

Sim, Melanie, outra vez, tipo feira de carrinhos de choque e tal...mas esta mulher encanta-me.