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A cat jumps over me to ask for food at 7am. 4:07 are 3. Someone asks me to teach you to send sms's to 8. 4:08 are 4. At 9 comes the maid and her vacuum cleaner, which I prefer to call conspirator. 4:09 are 5. At 10 I quit fighting. * Thinks to me that I lay down to 1 instead of April and the day begins. 4 and 10 are 6. Hours of sleep, then. Beirut
I put on repeat and high screams. Always the same song, which fills me with happiness every time again. The cat runs away, the vacuum disappears and everything becomes perfect before his words ... A Sunday smile you wore it for a while ... And just so you can smile, even if not Sunday.
Being in London is always this: mornings when it is impossible to delve into the dream world, because there is a stark reality that compels me to work.
The comparison is forced, and I find myself remembering the London morning, the white skies, no time. Always the same: open your eyes closed when I want to be, able to drag the body out of bed in the silence of a house where only the objects littered talk, take a pill to give soul to the body. Expect that the effect begins and one hour later, still yawning, after many many cigarettes and cups of tea through spilled everywhere, believe that apathy will save me another day when I feel that my existence is pointless. In Lisbon
nothing happens. The cat is sweet when it gets to me, the maid is affectionate and prepares a breakfast that I pretend to like, as I am unable to eat in the early hours of the morning, the sky is different, not all white, and the idea that there is a world harmless out there without hours of travel to get to wherever it is, inspires me.
.. A Sunday smile you wore it for a while ... Sings Zach , four, five, six times, never tune.

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few weeks ago I made a playlist for a friend that in years. I liked it so much that eventually became the soundtrack of my last day Londoners, ipod on repeat while touring bike. Here you go, almost in full. I still think is a good companion for the summer.

Electricity The Avalanches
Patrick Watson Sleeping Beauty
Self Portrait Durutti Column
My Egyptian Grammar The Fiery Furnaces
King Of Carrot Flowers Part 1 Neutral Milk Hotel Grown So Ugly
Captain Beefheart & The Magic Band
Narcissist's Waltz Die Romantik
Great Dj The Ting Tings
night walker Smoke Machine
Ca plane pour moi Plastic Bertrand
Wouldn't It Be Nice The Beach Boys
Human Fly The Cramps
Lo Boob Oscillator Stereolab
dry the rain Beta Band
Homesick Kings Of Convenience
I'll Keep It With Mine Nico
Be my baby Phil Spector
Lil' Red Riding Hood Sam the Sham & The Pharoahs
APunk Vampire Weekend
Real Cool Time The Stooges
Going Up The Country Canned Heat
're Somethin 'Special The Shaggs

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Deize Genuine

The brasileios living over the house when I'm listening to uninterrupted Deize Tigrona the from 9 am, aka dawn in my lexicon biologico.
now, already 11, I came to the conclusion that the classical lyricism of this lady (the Deize, not to hear that, that know nothing and I hope to always know less) is much more prolific than ever imagined. With a menu of more than two hours of tunes and an ability to always speak the same thing without ever mentioning the Deize is undoubtedly a magician the popular song. Still, you can not recognize any kind of quality, and therefore, are not understand the Portuguese who hear. I doubt very much that if she sang with a pronounced ca our continued the hearing.
conclude then, and very hastily, this interest in funk carioca, is no more than a reminiscence colonial, a kind of 'patronizing' the musical culture of the wretched of the Brazilian who lives in the slums across the river and that of Suddenly you think you are full of cash because a multinational publishing any made him believe that the best contract he signed record deals in history, receiving a few million dollars to publish one, two or three discs of which never see a damn. In my humble opinion
(and have to admit I am not a big fan of Brazilian music, mine must be one - not assumed - arrogance overseas), 90% of the funk that goes to there is bad, it's junk and only exists because us, and old European carcumidos, we have a sense of guilt that we like so infiltrated at the outset of the poor and genuine brasuca us has to offer, even a chick screaming on the background of a drum machine for the third always playing the same rhythm.

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They were there for two in the morning. I read your INTERPRETATION Zizec and delusional when Kant came a text message: "Despierta these? '. I wanted to respond: "Yes, but not for thee." I did not at the end of Accounts I am unable to be Mazinha for people I like. After five minutes the phone rang and came across a pack of words, almost all involving artistic doubts; productions of neon, vinyl text, ill-conceived ideas that are decently arranged after a long conversation. I understand that this sun and heat in London and apparently this is due to my absence (it's good to feel that someone sees me all-powerful, with a special wedge it into the guy who sends up clouds of one side to the other). But not even that good weather could prevent London wanting to spend a weekend in lusas land, which was removed with a huge laugh that behind him said, 'not think about it, stay away. "
I also realize that the loneliness also attacks the concept artists (something like 'one and three lonesome'?) And that happiness is in the form of new exhibitions.
disconnected and I was looking at long last (and ultimately give meaning to this expression!) And think that Empire Strikes Back where we are in the process of strengthening, but sometimes this is exactly counter-attack mediocre and unsuccessful , nearly fumbling the first time we see our strength, which was construct stealthily, secretly, without realizing it.
then returned to Zizec. And he knew me better, to feel that here, dipped in the pages of those confusing and spitting, written with the same ease of speaker, I wanted to be and that my life made sense.

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the curious wandering nomadic existence and the author of this blog is particularly acute on their return to Portugal: no fixed abode or home ownership, I am obliged to stay overnight at friends' couches. therefore, the comparison with a tuber is almost inevitable: I feel like a potato, with as much matter and so little root. And until now I thought that someone was a couch potato so inert and lazy spent most of his time sitting on a couch watching TV ...

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I've been watching video clips strangers. Some are memorable. Thinking about it, decided to make my own selection:

PIL - Death Disco:



PWEI - Touched by the Hand of Cicciolina:



Pink Floyd - Apples and Oranges:

strangely makes me remember the Strawberry Fields Forever, must also be a talk on fruit (this is worth adding a letra: Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket/Feeling good at the top/Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool/But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores/Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores/Apples and oranges/Apples and oranges//Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly/To meet the people/Shes on time again/And then/I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think/What a funny thing to do cause Im feeling very pink/Apples and oranges/Apples and oranges//I love she/She loves me/See you/See you//Thought you might to know/Im the lorry driver man/Shes on the run/Down by the river side/Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide/(quack quack)/Apples and oranges / Apples and Oranges / Apples and oranges.)



OMD - Maid of Orleans (The Waltz Joan of Arc):



Rafaella Carrá - Hay que venir al sur:
(apparently it was filmed in Portugal!)



Buzzcocks - What do I get : Simply because the
performance and immaculate white background looks more like a conceptual work than a punk song!



Adam Ant - Prince Charming:



Alberto Camerini - Tanz Bambolina:
seems an Italian version of Anthony Variations. In this case, it is so bad it's good:

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Going South

From tomorrow this blog will be in Palermo. And I'm fool for not going before, can not stand this rain and cold.

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TP0355 O Verão Sublimate

not Today stopped raining for a second that was. Yesterday neither. And the same on Monday.
The rain in Spain stays Mainly in the plain! motherfucker Bernard Shaw, is in your country that rain should not go out of the plains, and I do not come here with smoothie to educate girls and uncultivated cover the sun (which does not exist) with a sieve (which is useless, such a cloud covering the sky).
Going back to my moment of self-pity: the windows of my little hideaway, somewhere in a gray and damp alley in London, I see the outside world through the eyes of a grumpy cat. When the clouds move away, grabbed me and go with a big smile lips buy a wallpaper decorated with an idyllic setting: palm curved, white sand and crystalline water included. After lining up the whole house and above the windows, with this beautiful motif. And each morning will be celebrated with glory and euphoria, feel that, after all, this town is pretty snotty. So beautiful that even looks like the Maldives, where I've never been. If
Lacan was born in this beautiful country, instead of worrying about the women would have written 'the summer there. "

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Flight	Product	From	To	Departure Arrival
TP0355		London (LHR)	Lisbon	Jul 24, 11:40	Jul 24, 14:20	Economic	20kg (44lbs)

I thought I would never be able to buy this ticket. Today yes, I am happy.

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My hair is like this:



When I wanted was to be so:



That someone remind me of this little time the next time you decide to arm myself in Joan of Arc.

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a-felicidade

Yesterday I was wrong and wrote a post here that was dedicated to my blog of culinary experiences. Was lucky not to go one stop to the texts that I am trying to stop or to school I am preparing, or 50 emails I write every day or who knows where.
But that was yesterday. Today, I had an attack of nerves' anxiety - this swing - uncertain future - too many things to do - poor concentration - bank balance below the level of the Low Countries - in two weeks will make 30 years - what will become of me? " anxiolytics that even the best able to heal. Still here goes.
Sometimes what I really wanted was not so much want.