quinta-feira, 27 de dezembro de 2007
terça-feira, 25 de dezembro de 2007
quinta-feira, 20 de dezembro de 2007
HeadMusic #09 - Pós cara foragidu di nomi José
Zeca, cadê você?
Zeca Pagodinho – P.E. Jorge Aragão, seu Jorge, Marcelo D2 e Baixinho Tom: E Introd.: E E7 A Am Gm C#7 F#m B7 E B7 E C#7 F#m Ô Zeca tu tá morando ondé? ( eu não sei onde é que é) B7 E B7 Ô Zeca tu tá morando ondé? E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Parceiro me diz, onde é que é, (é lá pro lado be Bagé) tá todo mundo te procurando, qual é E C#7 F#m B7 E Andei de carro, carroça e trem, perguntando onde é Xerém, pra te ver pra, te abraçar E7 A D#7 G#m C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Pra beber e papear, te contar como eu estou, mas baixinho me travou dizendo que ocê mudou E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Baixinho, onde é que o Zeca tá me diz, pagodinho rapá, tá difícil de encontrar Ô Zeca... (refrão) E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Ô Jorge tu sabes que eu trabalho, às vezes me atrapalho e fico embaixo dos panos E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 De tanto pagar por esse preço, perdi meu endereço e agora eu sou cigano Refrão...... E E7 A D#7 G#m C#7 F#m B7 E E7 Trabalho, também trabalho já fui bicho do baralho, mas o samba me adotou A D#7 G#m C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Por isso fui pra Xerém pois melhor que ocê não tem, versa que nem doutor, falou E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 E aí, tu tá morando ondé (vô mora lá no chalé), como que eu chego lá de trem ou a pé Refão E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Estou morando em qualquer lugar, tô aqui, ali e acolá, levo minha vida assim E C#7 F#m B7 E B7 Pra lhe dizer com sinceridade, falando a verdade vou morar no botequim (mas tu não bebe parceiro!) Refrão E B7 E C#7 F#m Mas a dondé que tú mora que me convida e sai fora B7 E B7 Ô Zeca tu tá morando ondé
quarta-feira, 19 de dezembro de 2007
Quero mudar o sentir do meu corpo: O braço que escuta -
Elektra
Greek Myth:
In Greek mythology, Electra (Greek:Ηλέκτρα) was daughter of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra.
Electra was absent from Mycenae when her father, King Agamemnon, returned from the Trojan War to be murdered by Aegisthus, Clytemnestra's lover, and/or by Clytemnestra herself. Aegisthus and Clytemnestra also killed Cassandra, Agamemnon's war prize, a prophet priestess of Troy. Eight years later Electra was brought from Athens with her brother, Orestes. (Odyssey, iii. 306; X. 542).
According to Pindar (Pythia, xi. 25), Orestes was saved by his old nurse or by Electra, and was taken to Phanote on Mount Parnassus, where King Strophius took charge of him. In his twentieth year, Orestes was ordered by the Delphic oracle to return home and avenge his father's death.
According to Aeschylus, he met Electra before the tomb of Agamemnon, where both had gone to perform rites to the dead; a recognition took place, and they arranged how Orestes should accomplish his revenge. Pylades and Orestes killed Clytemnestra and Aegisthus (in some accounts with Electra helping).
Afterwards, Orestes went and pleaded with Dionysus, the god of wine, to make him, in some ways, crazy. He was pursued by the Erinyes, or Furies, whose duty it is to punish any violation of the ties of family piety. Electra, however, was not hounded by the Erinyes. Orestes took refuge in the temple at Delphi. Even though Apollo (to whom the Delphic temple was dedicated) had ordered him to do the deed, he was powerless to protect Orestes from the consequences of his actions.
At last Athena (also known as Areia) received him on the Acropolis of Athens and arranged a formal trial of the case before twelve Attic judges. The Erinyes demanded their victim; he pleaded the orders of Apollo; the votes of the judges were equally divided, and Athena gave her casting vote for acquittal.
In Iphigeneia in Tauris, Euripides tells the tale somewhat differently. He claims that Orestes was led by the Furies to Tauris on the Black Sea, where his sister Iphigeneia was being held. The two met when Orestes and Pylades were brought to Iphigeneia to be prepared for sacrifice to Artemis. Iphigeneia, Orestes and Pylades escaped from Tauris, and the Furies, sated by the reunion of the family, abated their persecution.
Later, Pylades and Electra fell in love and married. Pylades was the son of King Strophius (who had cared for Orestes while he hid from his mother and her lover), and had helped Orestes and Electra kill Clytemnestra and Aegisthus.
According to Euripides, Clytemnestra and Aegisthus had previously given Electra in marriage to a peasant, believing that her children would be less likely to take revenge if they were not of noble birth, but the peasant respected her and declined to consummate the marriage.
terça-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2007
quinta-feira, 13 de dezembro de 2007
Please ZOOM ME. D. Enrique Pai ou filho?
segunda-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2007
sexta-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2007
Quem dá mais pelo significado da Vida?
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quinta-feira, 6 de dezembro de 2007
quarta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2007
HeadMusic: To all the post-industrial (r)evolution poluted dark souls sons of a freaking gun that is fired everyfuckingday
she leaves a trail of honey to
show me where she's been
she has the blood of reptile
just underneath her skin
seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
oh my beautiful liar
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
I am so impure
angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless
oh my precious whore
my disease my infection
I am so impure
só para veres o que eu quero, monstro! mas nao percebes do que estou a falar.
Tenho que te dizer que és muito sensivel e tao agradavel de ler, se fosses puta eras fina concerteza.
Mas não, és um porco e bajulas-te no meio de frases mortas numa marcha triunfante.
Vamos mudar o mundo somos todos bons no fundo, paz no mundo, fidelidade. se te dessem um chavo morrias no primeiro esgoto, filho da puta, canhoto.
Sim fodemo-nos todos devagarinho, desgastamo-nos vivemos rimos julgamo-nos saudaveis ou insanos somos reis do mundo morremos erguemos choramos jorramos vimo-nos e matamo-nos
Mas tu filho da puta, se me julgas outra vez nao és mais que um palhaço puritano.
E a vida tem um sorriso tao mais agradavel quando tás morto.
terça-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2007
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Vir de parapente de novo