Domingo, 6 de Outubro de 2013

The Sinking of the Titanic

"[T]he band was still playing. I guess all of the band went down. They were playing Autumn then. I swam with all my might. I suppose I was 150 feet away when the Titanic on her nose, with her after-quartet sticking straight up in the air, began to settle - slowly....the way the band kept playing was a noble thing.....and the last I saw of the band, when I was floating out in the sea with my lifebelt on, it was still on deck playing Autumn. How they ever did it I cannot imagine."





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Mantra

"For 10 years the local public radio station used to play the long version once a year. Eventually it became such a disruption that they had to stop. Listeners bombarded the station with calls of concern, the police were called almost every year by people assuming that something terrible had happened or that the station had been taken over by evil forces. Hypnotic and unfogettable."

 

 



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Sábado, 27 de Julho de 2013

Feels like home

 

"That this discomforting work was composed by a couple of prog rock-obsessed Columbia College professors makes it all the more interesting. Foisy and keyboardist/singer Terence Hannum, who started performing as Locrian in 2005, do not come across as doom-obsessed loners hellbent on chronicling humanity's destruction. Quite the opposite, in fact. Like modern day archeologists, the two find a sort of alien beauty in abandoned structures.

"There's this tension we play with between horror and beauty," says Foisy. "In a sense, we are critiquing capitalism and our culture of buying-and-selling, but we find a lot of beauty in that.""

 

 

 

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Terça-feira, 16 de Julho de 2013

Love them

 

Blame it on the Tetons. Yeah, I need a scapegoat now.
No my dog won't bite you, though it had the right to. You oughta give her credit cuz she knows I would've let it happen.

Blame it on the weekends. God, I need a cola now.
Oh we mumble loudly, wear our shame so proudly. Wore our blank expressions, trying to look interesting. Blame it all on me cuz god I need a cold one now.

All them eager actors gladly taking credit for the lines created by the people tucked away from sight is just a window from the room we're bound to. If you find a way out, oh would you just let me know how? Would you just let me know how?

Blame it on the web but the spider's your problem now. Language is the liquid that we're all dissolved in. Great for solving problems, after it creates a problem. Blame it on the Tetons. God, I need a scapegoat now.

Everyone's a building burning with no one to put the fire out. Standing at the window looking out, waiting for time to burn us down. Everyone's an ocean drowning with no one really to show how they might get a little better air if they turned themselves into a cloud. 

 

 

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Terça-feira, 30 de Abril de 2013

"The Story Of My Heart"

 

"In ancient times, Xerxes, the king of kings, looking down upon his myriads, wept to think that in a hundred years not one of them would be left. Where will be these millions of to-day in a hundred years? But, further than that, let us ask, Where then will be the sum and outcome of their labour? If they wither away like summer grass, will not at least a result be left which those of a hundred years hence may be the better for? No, not one jot! There will not be any sum or outcome or result of this ceaseless labour and movement; it vanishes in the moment that it is done, and in a hundred years nothing will be there, for nothing is there now."

 

 

 

Daqui

 


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Sábado, 22 de Setembro de 2012

"The enormous, infinite scream of nature"

 

"I was walking down the road with two friends when the sun set; suddenly, the sky turned as red as blood. I stopped and leaned against the fence, feeling unspeakably tired. Tongues of fire and blood stretched over the bluish black fjord. My friends went on walking, while I lagged behind, shivering with fear. Then I heard the enormous, infinite scream of nature."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(sugerido por alguém)

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Domingo, 9 de Setembro de 2012

"The beginning is also the end"

 

 

 

 









To the One Who is Reading Me



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Domingo, 26 de Agosto de 2012

"The price we pay for existence is eternal warfare... The virus is khaos. The cure is delirium."

 

 

 

(doesn't get much better than this)


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Sábado, 28 de Julho de 2012

Damn! This is good...

There was a murder in the mountains
Blood stained the moon
Rumours trickled down
The road turned to mudd
Disappointed hopes
Dreams shattered like Venetian glass
It all started so pure
Good intentions lead to misery
Time is a slow acting poison
The serpent moves slowly but deadly
Every soul has a dark & dusty corner
What lies beneath the surface no one knows
Priests and lawyers possess no power
In the darkness of the forest
Fog is descending upon cedar trees
Gabriel's chiseling at the moon
She laughed in his face
He said: Darlin' shut your eyes
I'll put an end to our misery
They caught him less than 20 miles east of the county line
I pray for her to be raised from the dead just to kill her again!
(written by M.a. Littler) 

 

 

 

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Terça-feira, 8 de Maio de 2012

Música a escorrer por entre os dedos do tempo

 

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