sábado, 16 de julho de 2016

Música para um sábado qualquer | Temple of Love - The Sisters od Mercy


Temple of Love
The Sisters of Mercy

With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another but still the same
For the wind will blow my name across this land

In the temple of love you hide together
Still believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain
On walls as wide as lovers' eyes

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear my calling
In the temple of love, hear my name

And the devil in a black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away

With the sunlight died and the night above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another, it's all the same
For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
Shine like thunder, cry like rain

And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water
Sounds of crying, weeping will not save
Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar

All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave
When stone is dust and only air remains

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear the calling
In the temple of love, is falling down

In the temple of love, in the temple of love

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, hear my calling
In the temple of love, hear my name

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water
Sounds of crying, weeping will not save
Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar

All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave when
Stone is dust and air remains the
Only haven you can trust

And the devil in the black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
Shine like thunder, cry like rain

And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

Hide together, the temple of love

In the temple of love you hide together
Still believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain
On walls as wide as lovers' eyes

In the temple of love, shine like thunder
In the temple of love, cry like rain
In the temple of love, near the calling
And the temple of love, is falling down

domingo, 10 de julho de 2016

Os mundos de Wes Anderson

Ilustrações de Max Dalton inspiradas nos cenários maravilhosos dos filmes do diretor Wes Anderson. Vale também uma visita ao site dele.

Rushmore, 1998

The Royal Tenenbaums, 2001

The Life Aquatic, 2004

The Darjeeling Limited, 2007

Fantastic Mr Fox, 2009

Moonrise Kingdom, 2012

Bottle Rocket, 1996

sábado, 2 de julho de 2016

Música para um sábado qualquer | Unbelievable - EMF


Unbelievable
EMF

You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
Now listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you

The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
You're unbelievable
You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned
With the way you say,
You've always go to stop
To think of us being one
Is more than I ever know
But this time, I realize
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you

Seemingly lastless, don't mean
You can ask us
Pushing down the relative
Bringing out your higher self
Think of the fine times, pushing
Down the better few, instead of
Bringing out the clues, to what the
World and everything anger to, brace
Yourself with the grace of ease,
I know this world ain't what it seems.
What the fuck was that,
It's unbelievable

sexta-feira, 1 de julho de 2016

Tempo é dimensão

Qi Wei Fong criou gifs animados com diversas imagens que ele tirou dos mesmos lugares ao longo do dia. O resultado ficou esse espetáculo abaixo.





quarta-feira, 29 de junho de 2016