nina

filthy frrench

I never saw Serge in anything but a dressing gown, and none of the children ever saw him naked. He thought being naked was the most vulgar thing in the world.

Jane Birkin

have a sweet, full, big, good, really happy christmas!

happy "O" day

Seja eu,
Seja eu,
Deixa que eu seja eu.
E aceita
O que seja seu.
Então deita e aceita eu.

Molha eu,
Seca eu,
Deixa que eu seja o céu.
E receba
O que seja seu.
Anoiteça e amanheça eu.

Beija eu,
Beija eu,
Beija eu, me beija
Deixa
O que seja ser
Então beba e receba
Meu corpo no seu corpo,
Corpo eu
No meu corpo
Deixa,
Eu me deixo
Anoiteça e amanheça

Marisa Monte

when I grow up I wanna work in advertising

“I feel there are two people inside me: me and my intuition. If I go against her, she'll screw me every time, and if I follow her, we get along quite nicely.”

Kim Basinger

"Arithmetic is being able to count up to twenty without taking off your shoes."


Mickey Mouse

"I just want to keep doing what I feel".

Ben Harper

mel

what were they thinking ?

.....

“What distinguishes a great artist from a weak one is first their sensibility and tenderness; second, their imagination, and third, their industry."

Salman Rushdie

# 1 Avoid fields. Jump fences. Disciplinary boundaries and regulatory regimes are attempts to control the wilding of creative life. They are often understandable efforts to order what are manifold, complex, evolutionary processes. Our job is to jump the fences and cross the fields.

# 2 Think with your mind. Forget technology. Creativity is not device-dependent.

# 3 Stay up late. Strange things happen when you’ve gone too far, been up too long, worked too hard, and you're separated from the rest of the world.

# 4 Don’t be cool. Cool is conservative fear dressed in black. Free yourself from limits of this sort.

# 5 Slow down. Desynchronize from standard time frames and surprising opportunities may present themselves.

Bruce Mau

“I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it.”

Marilyn Monroe

simply..

If I see one side of somebody, I want to see the other side.

Kurt Russel

PEÇO DESCULPA PELA MÚSICA DE FUNDO..

"If you want creative workers, give them enough time to play."

John Cleese

A love struck Romeo, sings in the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low, with a love song that he made
Finds a street light, steps out of the shade
'n' says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?"

Juliet says, "Hey it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window, she's singing, 'Hey la, my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that'
Anyway, what you gonna do about it?

Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start,
And I bet, then you exploded in my heart,
And I forget, I forget, the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame,
Both dirty, both mean, yes, and the dream was just the same,
And I dreamed your dream for you, and now your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?

When you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah
Now you just say, "Oh Romeo, yeah, you know I used to have a scene with him"

Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

I can't do the talks, like they talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song, like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything, but I'll do anything for you
I can't do anything 'cept be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
All I do is keep the beat, 'n bad company
And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you, anytime

Ah Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
You said I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die
There's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

And a love struck Romeo, sings a streets a serenade,
Laying everybody low, with a love song that he made
Finds a convenient street light, steps out of the shade
'n' says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?"
"You and me babe, how about it?"

Com o teu passo inseguro e o paraiso no teu olhar

Chegaste com três vinténs
E o ar de quem não tem
Muito mais a perder
O vinho não era bom
A banda não tinha tom
Mas tu fizeste a noite apetecer
Mandaste a minha solidão embora
Iluminaste o pavilhão da aurora
Com o teu passo inseguro
E o paraíso no teu olhar

Eu fiquei louco por ti
Logo rejuvenesci
Não podia falhar
Dispondo a meu favor
Da eloquência do amor
Ali mesmo à mão de semear
Mostrei-te a origem do bem e o reverso
Provei-te que o que conta no universo
É esse passo inseguro
E o paraíso no teu olhar

Dá-me lume, dá-me lume
Deixa o teu fogo envolver-me
Até a música acabar
Dá-me lume, não deixes o frio entrar
Faz os teus braços fechar-me as asas
Há tanto tempo a acenar

Eu tinha o espírito aberto
Às vezes andei perto
Da essência do amor
Porém no meio dos colchões
No meio dos trambolhões
A situação era cada vez pior
Tu despertaste em mim um ser mais leve
E eu sei que essencialmente isso se deve
A esse passo inseguro
E ao paraíso no teu olhar

Dá-me lume, dá-me lume
Deixa o teu fogo envolver-me
Até a música acabar
Dá-me lume, não deixes o frio entrar
Faz os teus braços fechar-me as asas
Há tanto tempo a acenar

Se eu fosse compositor
Compunha em teu louvor
Um hino triunfal
Se eu fosse crítico de arte
Havia de declarar-te
Obra-prima à escala mundial
Mas eu não passo dum homem vulgar
Que tem a sorte de saborear
Esse teu passo inseguro
E o paraíso no teu olhar
Esse teu passo inseguro
E o paraíso no teu olhar

Dá me lume, Jorge Palma

Fiquei contente quando hoje, pela primeira vez reparei na letra desta musica enquanto dava na radio.

"The science of sleep", by Micheal Gondry

“My taste is very simple, simply the best will do.”

Oscar Wilde

Caetano, hoje, 2 de agosto CCB

wonderfull & kinky

play on..

http://www.motownremixed.co.uk/

"Dance and give yourself up to the rhythms of all life. All bodies speak a language of their own."

hoje lembrei-me que tenho saudades desta musica

al

monty python - the dead parrot

"We create walls around us, only to know who cares enough to brake them down"

espaço pub.

www.filthyfrrench.blogspot.com

weekendd!!

I love summer.

espaço pub.

www.filthyfrrench.blogspot.com

"(..) Basta-me o beijo intacto
Que a luz dá a luzir
E o amor alheio e abstracto
De campos a florir.

O resto é gente e alma:
Complica, fala, vê.
Tira-me o sonho e a alma
E nunca é o que é."


Fernando Pessoa

____________________. Intentionally left blank. Allow space for the ideas you haven’t had yet, and for the ideas of others.

Bruce Mau

marie antoinette

Looking foward for the next Sofia Copolla film. Nem que seja pelo aspecto destes bolos.

"Be carefull with people who want to be just like you are. Who want to be your mirror. You might end up finding yourself. In a poorer version. With the scratches and the blurs of a mirror. And that’s the biggest mistake.
Love is never your reflection."

adrien

“Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good.”

to T.

olivier

someone said..

"One of the greatest joys known to man is to take a flight
into ignorance in search of knowledge."

Inside and out

Baby, I can't figure it out
Your kisses taste like honey
Sweet lies don't gimme no rise
Oh, oh what you're trying to do?

Livin' on your cheatin'
and the pain grows inside me
It's enough to leave me crying in the rain
Love you forever but you're
driving me insane
and I'm hanging on
Oh, oh, I'll win, I'll never give in

Our love has got the power
Too many lovers in one lifetime
ain't good for you
You treat me like a vision in the night
Someone there to stand behind you
When your world ain't working right

I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out
I love no other way

What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?
Wrap myself up and take me home again
Too many heartaches in one
lifetime ain't good for me
I figure it's the love that keeps you warm

Let this moment be forever
we won't ever feel the storm
I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out

I love no other way
What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?
Don't try to tell me it's all over
I can't hear a word I can't hear a line
No man could love you more
And that's what I'm cryin' for
You can't change the way I feel inside

You're the reason for my laughter and my sorrow
Blow out the candle I will burn again tomorrow
No man on earth can stand
between my love and I
And no matter how you hurt me
I will love you till I die

I ain't no vision, I am the man
who loves you inside out
backwards and forwards with
my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What am I gonna do if we lose that fire?


Bee Gees

it's too hot to think

listening to...


It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got

It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah)

It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got

It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
It don't mean a thing all you got to do is sing
(doo-ah)
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm
Everything you've got
Don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is swing
It don't mean a thing all you've gotta do is sing
It makes no difference
If it's sweet or hot
Give that rhythm
Everything you've got
It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
(doo-ah, dooooo-aaaaah)
Don't mean a thing


Ella Fitzgerald

"The space between
What’s wrong and right
Is where you’ll find me hiding
Waiting for you"

Dave Mathews

Free as a bird, it's the next best thing to be.

Free as a bird,
it's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?

Where did we lose the touch
that seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...

Free as a bird,
like the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.

Home, home and dry,
like a homing bird I'll fly
as a bird on wings.

Whatever happened to
the life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free.

Free as a bird.
It's the next best thing to be.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.
Free as a bird.

Beatles

rendo-me

ouvi dizer

“Contrary to what most women think, men are interested in successful relationships. Most men will never pass up the chance to date the woman of their dreams. In fact, when a man does encounter this rarity of a woman, his passion gets the better of him. The thoughts that race through his mind are something like: "This woman is my girl. I'm going to treat her right and do all I can to make her happy."

what´s going on

dia não.nothing to say. it happens.

The plan it wasn't much of a plan
I just started walking
I had enough of this old town
had nothing else to do
It was one of those nights
you wonder how nobody died
we started talking
You didn't come here to have fun
you said: "well I just came for you"

But do you still love me?
do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
of doing that old dance
with someone I've been
pushing away

And touch we touched the soul
the very soul, the soul of what we were then
With the old schemes of shattered dreams
lying on the floor
You looked at me
no more than sympathy
my lies you have heard them
My stories you have laughed with
my clothes you have torn

And do you still love me?
do you feel the same
And do I have a chance
of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

You lost that feeling
You want it again
More than I'm feeling
you'll never get
You've had a go at
all that you know
You lost that feeling
so come down and show

Don't say goodbye
let accusations fly
like in that movie
You know the one where Martin Sheen
waves his arm to the girl on the street
I once told a friend
that nothing really ends
no one can prove it
So I'm asking you now
could it possibly be
that you still love me?
And do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you
I take it all from you

I take it all from you
I take it all from you

deus

"Beauty is unbearable,(...) offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time."

Albert Camus

#1 Love your experiments (as you would an ugly child). Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in casting your work as beautiful experiments, iterations, attempts, trials, and errors. Take the long view and allow yourself the fun of failure every day.

#2 Work the metaphor. Every object has the capacity to stand for something other than what is apparent. Work on what it stands for.

#3 Drift. Allow yourself to wander aimlessly. Explore adjacencies. Lack judgment. Postpone criticism.

#4 Capture accidents. The wrong answer is the right answer in search of a different question. Collect wrong answers as part of the process. Ask different questions.

"In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary."

I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time.

Calvin and Hobbes

"The fact remains that getting people right is not what living is all about anyway. It's getting them wrong that is living, getting them wrong and wrong and wrong and then, on careful reconsideration, getting them wrong again. That's how we know we're alive: we're wrong. Maybe the best thing would be to forget being right or wrong about people and just go along for the ride. But if you can do that, well, lucky you."

Philip Roth, in American Pastoral

'Do you ever feel like a puzzle, you can´t find your missing piece?' Chris Martin

Dicen que por las noches
No más se le iba en puro llorar
Dicen que no comia
No mas se le iba en puro tomar
Juran que el mismo cielo
Se extremecia al oir su llanto
Como sufria por ella
Que hasta en su muerte la fue llamando

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Cantaba
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Gemia
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Cantaba
De pasion mortal Moria

Que una paloma triste
Muy de mañana le va a cantar
A la casita sola
Con las puertitas de par en par
Juran que esa paloma
No es otra cosa mas que su alma
Que todavia la espera
A que regrese la desdichada
Cucurrucucu
Paloma
Cucurrucucu
No llores
Las piedras jamás
Paloma
Que van a saber
De amores

"Break it, stretch it, bend it, crush it, crack it, fold it."

Images by Peter Beard

"É a primeira vez que faz chorar uma mulher. O corpo dela quebra com os soluços, as frases são cortadas ao meio. Ele pensa que talvez um beijo, uma derradeira tarde de sexo possam anestesiar a aflição feminina. Nunca sentiu este desconforto, esta maldade, mesmo quando, num ringue, na rua, infligiu dor a outros homens. Ele gosta desta mulher. Mas terá sempre que considerar a dimensão do mundo e todas as outras mulheres."

in 'O coração dos homens' Hugo Gonçalves

dreams can be deceiving
like faces are to hearts
they serve for sweet relieving
when fantasy and reality lie too far apart

Slow like honey, Fiona Apple

"we know what we want but we're not fragile enough"

do contra

Onde queres revólver sou coqueiro, onde queres dinheiro sou paixão
Onde queres descanso sou desejo, e onde sou só desejo queres não
E onde não queres nada, nada falta, e onde voas bem alta eu sou o chão
E onde pisas no chão minha alma salta, e ganha liberdade na amplidão

Onde queres família sou maluco, e onde queres romântico, burguês
Onde queres Leblon sou Pernambuco, e onde queres eunuco, garanhão
E onde queres o sim e o não, talvez, onde vês eu não vislumbro razão
Onde queres o lobo eu sou o irmão, e onde queres cowboy eu sou chinês

Ah, bruta flor do querer, ah, bruta flor, bruta flor

Onde queres o ato eu sou o espírito, e onde queres ternura eu sou tesão
Onde queres o livre decassílabo, e onde buscas o anjo eu sou mulher
Onde queres prazer sou o que dói, e onde queres tortura, mansidão
Onde queres o lar, revolução, e onde queres bandido eu sou o herói


Eu queria querer-te e amar o amor, construírmos dulcíssima prisão
E encontrar a mais justa adequação, tudo métrica e rima e nunca dor
Mas a vida é real e de viés, e vê só que cilada o amor me armou
E te quero e não queres como sou, não te quero e não queres como és

Ah, bruta flor do querer, ah, bruta flor, bruta flor


Onde queres comício, flipper vídeo, e onde queres romance, rock'nroll
Onde queres a lua eu sou o sol, onde a pura natura, o inseticídeo
E onde queres mistério eu sou a luz, onde queres um canto, o mundo inteiro
Onde queres quaresma, fevereiro, e onde queres coqueiro eu sou obus


O quereres e o estares sempre a fim do que em mim é de mim tão desigual
Faz-me querer-te bem, querer-te mal, bem a ti, mal ao quereres assim
Infinitivamente pessoal, e eu querendo querer-te sem ter fim
E querendo te aprender o total do querer que há e do que não há em mim


Caetano Veloso

a inocência de 'cover sheets' antigos..não resisto

Tell me your dream i´ll tell you mine

Shake it and brake it

Sad Boy

twenty something years ago.. encontradas numa praia em Cascais.. :)

(irmã à esq., eu, mais nova à dir.)

today

Teu sorriso quieto no meu canto.

Caetano Veloso

today

"summertime..and the livin' is easy"

?

Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other.
Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then.

Katherine Hepburn

#1 Slow down. Desynchronize from standard time frames and surprising opportunities may present themselves.

#2 Go deep. The deeper you go the more likely you will discover something of value.

#3 Ask stupid questions. Growth is fueled by desire and innocence. Assess the answer, not the question. Imagine learning throughout your life at the rate of an infant.

#4 Play can only happen when people feel they have control over their lives. We can't be free agents if we’re not free.

tecido

"let there be love"

said, Liam Gallagher of Oasis.
Thank you for that.

"some days are a total waste of make-up"

le video interdit

...

...

I remembered today that
I wish there was Starbucks in Portugal..
Happy Easter!

On candystripe legs the spiderman comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
And I realise with fright
That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

The cure

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Leonard Cohen

my next door neighbour has thwee wabbits

"Há dias, sabes, em que gostava de ser como o gato
e que me tocasses sem desejar encontrar quaisquer sentimentos
a não ser o que se exprime num espreguiçar
muito lento, um vago agradecimento? e que
depois me deixasses deitado no sofá
sem que nada pudesses levar da minha alma,
pois nem saberias o que dela roubar."

Pedro Paixão

Unforgettable, that's what you are
Unforgettable though near or far
Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me
Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

.....

Unforgettable in every way
And forever more, that's how you'll stay
That's why, darling, it's incredible
That someone so unforgettable
Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Nat King Cole

sentence of the day: "HEAD OVER HEELS"

... é como uma pequena tempestade de areia que não pára de mudar de direcção. Tu mudas de rumo, mas a tempestade de areia vai atrás de ti. Voltas a mudar de direcção, mas a tempestade persegue-te, seguindo no teu encalço. Isto acontece uma vez e outra e outra, como uma espécie de dança maldita com a morte ao amanhecer(...)Esta tempestade és tu(...)está dentro de ti. Por isso, só te resta deixares-te levar, mergulhar na tempestade, fechando os olhos e tapando os ouvidos para não deixar entrar a areia e, passo a passo, atravessá-la de uma ponta a outra. Aqui não há lugar para o sol nem para a lua; a orientação e a noção de tempo são coisas que não fazem sentido. Existe apenas areia branca e fina, como ossos pulverizados, a rodopiar em direcção ao céu...

Murakami,Haruki in "A tempestade do destino"

SONG OF THE DAY: First Taste, Fiona Apple

I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts
waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught
But daddy longlegs, I feel that I'm finally growing weary
of waiting to be consumed by you


Give me the first taste
Let it begin -- heaven cannot wait forever
Darling, just start the chase -- I'll let you win
but you must make the endeavor

Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
I'm building memories on things we have not said

Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly, my love
Not nearly, my love, not nearly

..Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday, I'm in love!..

The cure

"A sign that you are getting old happens
when you think that having sex in a car is silly..."

Robbie Williams

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