este gajo....bem....lol...acho que comentários são desnecessários.
domingo, janeiro 31, 2010
sábado, janeiro 30, 2010
P.J. Harvey caricature
A besta.
Parece-me que a besta que residia cá dentro se tornou mole.
Será esta a disfunção eréctil de uma alma cansada?
Já não lhe dá "tusa"!!
Não lhe dá "tusa".
A "tusa" foi-se....
Já não lhe dá tusa odiar , está cansada até para isso.
O sangue já não ferve nem se permite a circular
pelas veias de de um demónio envelhecido.
Diz-me quem eras e rir-me-ei das tuas mentiras,
ainda que as partilhemos, como bestas saudosas
que conversam numa casa de repouso.
O ódio que lhe dava força esvaneceu-se,
e sem amor de nascença,
que posso dizer que lhe resta?
Um ser patético que já foi montruoso
e que tinha capacidade para tudo.
Cuidado com a besta, não lhe pisem o coração!
sexta-feira, janeiro 29, 2010
speak my mind.
My dynamo, dynamo, it's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details, the bass, the piano, the
friction of dynamo
The first draft of a worst case scenario
Every thought is at some way of of keeping the flavor, like their going
for the brain to chew on
Compatible allies and as dead as a dice, it's the thing between nowhere
and the opposite side
It's the something hidden behind the eloquent surface, father of fuckups
you did it on purpose
I decline to believe that it's personal, hey, I know that you do and
I'll hold it against you
It's the bald man's dream to grow hair, baby, but a lame don't need
legs, he needs a wheelchair
So if you're to busy in having too much to offer and you can not decide
where to go
Do the low yo yo, take a swing at the dynamo on a day like this
It's hard to keep the animo from drifting away
One-liner: The Greeks had it carved in a tombstone, 'epigram' they said,
last tribute to the dead
Well the horror, the pain and the alphabet from a to migraine, from
nausea to z.
Are you listenin' you fool, you magnificent liar?
Feel free but don't feel too comfortable, it's already a quarter to
three
Oh they say that time presses, but time doesn't press
It's just a figure for motion and emotional unrest
It's a matter of seeing and of being seen
As far as I'm concerned time is the state of my jeans
So if you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around
Oh dynamo, dynamo, it's hard to keep the animo from driftin' away
nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details, the bass, the piano, the
friction of dynamo
The first draft of a worst case scenario
It's the first draft of a worst case scenario, it's the first draft of a
worst case scenario
It's the first draft of a worst case scenario, it's the first draft of a
worst case scenario
quarta-feira, janeiro 27, 2010
Clint Eastwood caricature
segunda-feira, janeiro 25, 2010
Caricature Hugh Laurie / House
Um dos meus comediantes preferidos, desde que me lembro de ver comédia britânica.
Por falar nisso qualquer dia faço uma caricatura de outro comediante brit que adoro.
PORTANTESSSSS, ora aqui está uma caricatura de Hugh Laurie no seu papel de Doctor House.
E umas músicas por ele cantadas quando ainda fazia comédia em Inglaterra.
O titulo da próxima música......quaaaantaaaaaas vezes já ouvi ...LOLOLOL too long Johnny
Por falar nisso qualquer dia faço uma caricatura de outro comediante brit que adoro.
PORTANTESSSSS, ora aqui está uma caricatura de Hugh Laurie no seu papel de Doctor House.
E umas músicas por ele cantadas quando ainda fazia comédia em Inglaterra.
O titulo da próxima música......quaaaantaaaaaas vezes já ouvi ...LOLOLOL too long Johnny
domingo, janeiro 24, 2010
quinta-feira, janeiro 21, 2010
certas musicas...podiam ter sido escritas por mim...lol
Did you happen to catch
or did it happen so fast
what you thought would always last
has passed you by
is everthing speeding up
or am I slowing down
I'm spinning around
and I don't know why
all the pieces don't fit
though I didn't really give a shit
I never wanted to be like you
but for all I aspire
I am really a liar
and I'm running out of things I can do
I'd like to stay
but everyday
everthing pushes me farther away
if you could show
help me to know
how it's supposed to be
where did it go?
pleading and
needing and
bleeding and
breeding and
feeding
exceeding
where is everybody?
trying and
lying
defying
denying
crying and
dying
where is everybody?
well ok, enough.
you've had your fun
but come on there has got to be someone
hasn't yet become
so numb
and succumb
and
god damn I am so tired of pretending
wishing I was ending
when all I'm really doing is trying to hide
and keep it inside
fill it with lies
open my eyes?
maybe I wish I could try....
or did it happen so fast
what you thought would always last
has passed you by
is everthing speeding up
or am I slowing down
I'm spinning around
and I don't know why
all the pieces don't fit
though I didn't really give a shit
I never wanted to be like you
but for all I aspire
I am really a liar
and I'm running out of things I can do
I'd like to stay
but everyday
everthing pushes me farther away
if you could show
help me to know
how it's supposed to be
where did it go?
pleading and
needing and
bleeding and
breeding and
feeding
exceeding
where is everybody?
trying and
lying
defying
denying
crying and
dying
where is everybody?
well ok, enough.
you've had your fun
but come on there has got to be someone
hasn't yet become
so numb
and succumb
and
god damn I am so tired of pretending
wishing I was ending
when all I'm really doing is trying to hide
and keep it inside
fill it with lies
open my eyes?
maybe I wish I could try....
DESAPONTADO COM OS GOSTOS DO MUNDO
hoje vi no site "the chive" imagens que estavam rotuladas como sendo de mulheres gordas....e quase todos os comentários que vi diziam que essas mulheres eram obesas e que nunca na vida quereriam ter uma mulher ASSIM tão gorda...
ora bem... eu vou postar uma dessas imagens de um grupo de mulheres.....a que lá chamaram obesas...e vou continuar a rir com a estupidez que se faz sentir neste mundo.
AGORA...se querem mulheres escanzeladas....façam favor...eu cá não gosto de montes de ossos...
ora bem... eu vou postar uma dessas imagens de um grupo de mulheres.....a que lá chamaram obesas...e vou continuar a rir com a estupidez que se faz sentir neste mundo.
AGORA...se querem mulheres escanzeladas....façam favor...eu cá não gosto de montes de ossos...
FUCKING AWESOME
o video seguinte resume-se a uma palavra:
PUTA DA LOUCURA
...sim, eu sei são 3 palavras...mas é tão brutalmente bem feito e imaginado que uma palavra não chegava...
PUTA DA LOUCURA
...sim, eu sei são 3 palavras...mas é tão brutalmente bem feito e imaginado que uma palavra não chegava...
terça-feira, janeiro 19, 2010
I found the spot where truth echoes and know each beauty mark by heart.
But I just can't keep her still enough to render perfect art.
'Cause the truth is ever changing
and although she loves my touch,
I've had my way, but I when I pray,
she kisses back too much.
I try not to fight the parts of me that want to kiss her back.
Egos should be illegal. Mine just don't know how to act.
He tells me I don't need her. I should walk this path alone.
She's make believe. She's up my sleeve. I'd do better with a clone.
But could it be? It seems to me that she's my other half.
My inner-tarzan monkey girl, raised mainly by giraffes.
And besides she makes me laugh. 'Cause deep down I think she's stupid
. But deeper down, I'm just a clown starting bar room brawls with cupid.
But I just can't keep her still enough to render perfect art.
'Cause the truth is ever changing
and although she loves my touch,
I've had my way, but I when I pray,
she kisses back too much.
I try not to fight the parts of me that want to kiss her back.
Egos should be illegal. Mine just don't know how to act.
He tells me I don't need her. I should walk this path alone.
She's make believe. She's up my sleeve. I'd do better with a clone.
But could it be? It seems to me that she's my other half.
My inner-tarzan monkey girl, raised mainly by giraffes.
And besides she makes me laugh. 'Cause deep down I think she's stupid
. But deeper down, I'm just a clown starting bar room brawls with cupid.
segunda-feira, janeiro 18, 2010
Dexter caricature.
A música de NIN é.....
bem, para mim basta falar das letras e do significado cada vez mais profundo que vão ganhando ao longo dos anos...
Esta significou imenso para mim...passou-me p'la cabeça muita vez depois de cometer, o que avalio como, um dos piores erros da minha vida.
If only I could see, in my nothing, you meant everything to me.
Breeze still carries the sound
Maybe I'll disappear
Tracks will fade in the snow
You won't find me here
Ice is starting to form
Ending what had begun
I am locked in my head
With what I've done
I know you tried to rescue me
Didn't let anyone get in
Left with a trace of all that was
And all that could have been
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far away from me
I am
Tainted
The two of us
Were never meant to be
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
Gone fading everything
And all that could have been
Gone.. fading..
Everything..
And..
All that..
Ccould have been..
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far as you can see
I am
Tainted
And happiness and peace of mind
Were never meant for me
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
Esta significou imenso para mim...passou-me p'la cabeça muita vez depois de cometer, o que avalio como, um dos piores erros da minha vida.
If only I could see, in my nothing, you meant everything to me.
Breeze still carries the sound
Maybe I'll disappear
Tracks will fade in the snow
You won't find me here
Ice is starting to form
Ending what had begun
I am locked in my head
With what I've done
I know you tried to rescue me
Didn't let anyone get in
Left with a trace of all that was
And all that could have been
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far away from me
I am
Tainted
The two of us
Were never meant to be
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
Gone fading everything
And all that could have been
Gone.. fading..
Everything..
And..
All that..
Ccould have been..
Please
Take this
And run far away
Far as you can see
I am
Tainted
And happiness and peace of mind
Were never meant for me
All these
Pieces
And promises and left behinds
If only I could see
In my
Nothing
You meant everything
Everything to me
domingo, janeiro 17, 2010
quinta-feira, janeiro 14, 2010
well....isn't it funny how a song can make things even worst now?....just fucking perfect.
I know
We're just like old friends
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel
That something has been lost
But please
You know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind
So far, I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was
Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on
So please
You always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers walk asleep
Perfect
You know this has to be
We always were so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect
Perfect
We just can't pretend
That lovers make amends
We are reasons so unreal
We can't help but feel
That something has been lost
But please
You know you're just like me
Next time I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Perfect
Strangers down the line
Lovers out of time
Memories unwind
So far, I still know who you are
But now I wonder who I was
Angel, you know it's not the end
We'll always be good friends
The letters have been sent on
So please
You always were so free
You'll see, I promise we'll be perfect
Perfect
Strangers when we meet
Strangers on the street
Lovers walk asleep
Perfect
You know this has to be
We always were so free
We promised that we'd be
Perfect
Perfect
tout ça c'est pour toi...... et tu ne comprends pa...
I got my head but my head is unraveling
Can't keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling
I got my heart but my heart's no good
You're the only one that's understood
I come along but I don't know where you're taking me
I shouldn't go but you reaching back and shaking me
Turn off the sun pull the stars fom the sky
The more I give to you the more I die
And I want you [x4]
You are the perfect drug the perfect drug
The perfect drug, the perfect drug [x2]
U make me hard when I'm all soft inside
I see the truth when I'm all stupid-eyed
The arrow goes straight throught my heart
[Without you everything just falls apart]
My blood just wants to say hello to you
My soul is so afraid to realize
How every little bit is left of me
And I want you [x4]
You are the perftect drug the perfect drug
The perfect drug [x6]
Take me with you
Without you everything just falls apart
It's not as much fun to pick up the pieces
Can't keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling
I got my heart but my heart's no good
You're the only one that's understood
I come along but I don't know where you're taking me
I shouldn't go but you reaching back and shaking me
Turn off the sun pull the stars fom the sky
The more I give to you the more I die
And I want you [x4]
You are the perfect drug the perfect drug
The perfect drug, the perfect drug [x2]
U make me hard when I'm all soft inside
I see the truth when I'm all stupid-eyed
The arrow goes straight throught my heart
[Without you everything just falls apart]
My blood just wants to say hello to you
My soul is so afraid to realize
How every little bit is left of me
And I want you [x4]
You are the perftect drug the perfect drug
The perfect drug [x6]
Take me with you
Without you everything just falls apart
It's not as much fun to pick up the pieces
quarta-feira, janeiro 13, 2010
hoje tinha de ser....
dia de Jeff Buckley...LOL
love, life and choices are fucked up, aren't they?? I know I fucked up alot... many years ago...now I wish I had a time traveling DeLorean so you wouldn't suffer. lol
The mistake
Desconhecem-me.
Não fazem a mínima ideia do que sou capaz de fazer por alguém de quem goste muito.
E o que te fiz foi um erro.Feito para o teu bem, sem dúvida, mas um erro ainda assim.
Não compreendeste.
O erro que fiz por bem, julgam ter sido por pura criancice.
Mas o tempo já lá vai e é tarde, por mais que te diga porque o fiz soará sempre a errado, e serei sempre culpado, nas suas mentes, de ter feito o mal quando apenas o fiz por bem.
A linha é muito ténue, tanto que eu só vejo tons de cinzento... Por vezes nem eu vejo a linha onde se acaba o que julgam correcto e começa o que EU julgo correcto.
Para teu bem, perdi-te para sempre.Para meu mal, ao fazer o teu bem, deixei-te numa estrada pela qual nunca retornarás, por muito que o quisesse ou queira.
Desconhecem-me.
Não fazem a mínima ideia do que sou capaz de fazer por alguém de quem goste muito.
Sou capaz de a perder e sofrer por anos a fio....
A música seguinte, com montagem de alguns desenhos meus, foi adicionada ao youtube por mim mesmo...porque não a encontrava no site.Este post DEU TRABALHO!! lol
Wake me up before I sleep and I'll
promise you that I'll concentrate
On only the last frame
Cover only one sound
Some kinda sweet, weird kinda strange around me
Wake me up before I sleep can't you
see too many colours here,
colours there
colours everywhere
cover only one ground
the blackest of blacks I don't want to surround me
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
there's nothing I can do, that isn't gonna be a mistake
Wake me up before I sleep, I haven't had an
inch of what I thought I got
from this awful high
cover me in one dye
just lie here with me we'll let the train go by
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
there's nothing in my way, I know it's gonna be a mistake
promise you that I'll concentrate
On only the last frame
Cover only one sound
Some kinda sweet, weird kinda strange around me
Wake me up before I sleep can't you
see too many colours here,
colours there
colours everywhere
cover only one ground
the blackest of blacks I don't want to surround me
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
there's nothing I can do, that isn't gonna be a mistake
Wake me up before I sleep, I haven't had an
inch of what I thought I got
from this awful high
cover me in one dye
just lie here with me we'll let the train go by
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
there's nothing in my way, I know it's gonna be a mistake
Well it's funny how some songs come to my mind
Don't you dare be who you are not, girl....
I know things are hard for you, as they are for everyone....
And it's funny how some songs come to mind...
when I know shit happens to anyone and anyone is like everybody else...
Like I'm like you and you are like me...
it's funny how some songs come to mind.
And believe me, I know you, better then you believe.
Cause I once did the choice that you still don't understand...and neither do I.
And some songs come to mind...
cause souls are always connected
although you don't really believe in that and neither do I.
Just remember...I DO know you.
terça-feira, janeiro 12, 2010
domingo, janeiro 10, 2010
....já devia ter aprendido
e usado milhares de vezes o que diz o refrão desta música....
mas....nah...still too stupid
They say:
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
But you should know that when life gives you NOTHING....
you're pretty much fucked!!
But you should know that when life gives you NOTHING....
you're pretty much fucked!!
sexta-feira, janeiro 08, 2010
quinta-feira, janeiro 07, 2010
O problema da população em geral é pensar que o deles está sempre limpo.
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
"Right Where It Belongs"
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
Is an elaborate dream?
"Right Where It Belongs"
See the animal in his cage that you built
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart
And it's all
Right where it belongs
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks?
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
What if all the world's inside of your head
Just creations of your own?
Your devils and your gods
All the living and the dead
And you're really all alone?
You can live in this illusion
You can choose to believe
You keep looking but you can't find the woods
While you're hiding in the trees
[Chorus:]
What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you used to know
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection
Is it all you want it to be?
What if you could look right through the cracks
Would you find yourself
Find yourself afraid to see?
quarta-feira, janeiro 06, 2010
terça-feira, janeiro 05, 2010
Finalmente
sexta-feira, janeiro 01, 2010
E agora....
Ainda há dias, em discussão com um amigo meu, disse que esta década em que agora entrámos seria comparável, a nível musical, aos anos 90...
Já está na altura de estes putos se aperceberem que a música que ouvem é merda sintetizada e polvilhada com estrume e açúcar.
Hoje tive prova de que estou certo...aos poucos e poucos as bandas que estavam paradas desde a década de 90 estão a regressar...
Hoje foram os soundgarden. Gostos aparte o que interessa é que a onda musical dos anos 90 parece estar a regressar a pouco e pouco.
Hoje tenho um post dedicado a algumas bandas da época.
São tantos que não me consigo sequer lembrar de todos, e mesmo que conseguisse eram demasiados para um post ou um blog inteiro.
Já está na altura de estes putos se aperceberem que a música que ouvem é merda sintetizada e polvilhada com estrume e açúcar.
Hoje tive prova de que estou certo...aos poucos e poucos as bandas que estavam paradas desde a década de 90 estão a regressar...
Hoje foram os soundgarden. Gostos aparte o que interessa é que a onda musical dos anos 90 parece estar a regressar a pouco e pouco.
Hoje tenho um post dedicado a algumas bandas da época.
São tantos que não me consigo sequer lembrar de todos, e mesmo que conseguisse eram demasiados para um post ou um blog inteiro.
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
"I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they've always worked for me."
"If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up. "
Hunter S. Thompson
Palavras de um gajo....bem...eu nem sei o que dizer.LOL
esta caricatura, desse mesmo personagem, foi feita o ano passado. :D
"If you're going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you're going to be locked up. "
Hunter S. Thompson
Palavras de um gajo....bem...eu nem sei o que dizer.LOL
esta caricatura, desse mesmo personagem, foi feita o ano passado. :D
Time for new year's resolutions
Start being me again.
Stop procrastinating.
Man up or take it like a little bitch.
SHOW THEM WHO THE REAL MAN IS.
Que seja esta a musica que me faça rir de mim próprio no final de 2010...porque neste momento....ainda faz demasiado sentido para mim.
my shadow is still shedding its skin...
I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.
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