JACK- Luciano Gonçalves, engenheiro químico, amante de basquetebol, vocalista da banda O FIO, Projeto Alcatéia, escritor, pai da Lana...aqui narra sua vida enlouquecida ou não. "Nenhuma Guerra pode ser santa"- Renato manfredini Jr.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Gênio Indomável

É o filme que tá rolando enquanto passo algumas horas esquecendo minhas desavenças com o mundo, ou com o sistema enfim. A vida é complexa, e sinto falta de coisas que nunca tive e revolta com coisas que ainda terei. Faz tempo que não componho e acho que sinto falta disso, tem várias coisas fervendo na minha cabeça...A revolta ainda devora minhas entranhas e ainda sigo minha proposta de mudança, meus próprios e estranhos ideais, minha vida simples complexas aos olhos do mundo. Não sou diferente...sou simples.
Quero coisas simples e gasto o meu tempo tentando entender as complexidades da vida.
Talvez eu apenas seja um especialista em perder tempo.
Mas amo muito tudo isso...

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Half world away

Achei que valia. Tbm tem haver com hj. Que eu viva pra caralho. Mais um ano vencido.

Half A World Away
R.E.M.

This could be the saddest dusk I've ever seen
Turn to a miracle, high alive
My mind is racing, as it always will
My hands tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away, here,
My head sworn
To go it alone, and haul it along
And haul it along, and hold it
Go it alone, and hold it along
Oh.........Oh the lonely deep sit hollow
Half a world, half a world away

My shoes are gone, my life spent
I've had too much to drink
I didn't think, I didn't think of you
I guess that's all I needed
To go it alone, and hold it along,And haul it along, and hold it
Blackbirds, backwards, forwards and fall
Oh..........Oh this lonely world is wasted
Pathetic eyes, high alive
Blind to the tide that turns the sea
This storm that came up strong
It shook the trees, and blew away our fear
I couldn't even hear
To go it alone, and hold it along,Haul it along, and hold it
Go it alone, hold it along,
Oh.......Go it alone, and hold it along
Haul it along, and hold it

Blackbirds, backwards, forwards and fall
Oh.......Oh this could be the saddest dusk I've ever seen
Turn to a miracle, high alive
My mind is racing, as it always will
My hands tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away
Go........

Passagem- meia-idade ou oito de novembro...

Bem, primeira hora do que me criei dizendo-se ser o meu dia... 35, talvez meia-idade, espero que bem menos que a medade, queria durar mais que setenta, apesar de ter certeza absoluta que não faço nada para conseguir isso. Me presentei com R.E.M. acústico e um dia de quase total reclusão. Algumas mudanças mais extremas, talvez. Ando mais sem paciência, mais apaixonado, mais comemorando o ano virado, mais querendo chegar na praia. Ando cansado e tô no início da batalha, mas enxergo com prazer o fim do túnel. Curto meus livros, meus amigos e meus discos. Minha flha, minha muher e a vida que escolhi.
O resto ainda são letras e canções. Com Poesia sempre...

It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an airplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)
and I feel fine.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Afundado em mi(m)

Título estranhos para pessoas esquisitas. Depois de uma semana focada basicamente em contas e serviços, estou passando essa noite de feriado, após dois litros de Patrícia e o clã devidamente desmaiado, baixando livros de magia e rockbabies diversos.
Devo ter cochilado umas duas horas em frente a tv e Lana vomitou umas duas vezes devido a tosse.Após um quase entediante segundas intenções 2, nada rola de interessante na tv. O mais tri foi o início de uma conversa sobre ideais comunistas e anarquistas...que não foi concluído.
Pensei em postar um lance sobre anarquia, mas o barato pode ser a letra de I am the walrus.
Talvez nada haver, talvez tudo...

Só pra constar 04h26min

I am the walrus (Beatles)
I am he
As you are he
As you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs
from a gunSee
how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee shirt
Stupid bloody tuesday
Man, you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

Mister city
Policeman sitting
Pretty little
Policemen in a row
See how they fly like lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying (4x)
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crab a locker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

Sitting in an english garden,
waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan
From standing in the english rain

Expert texperts choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughts at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard
Climbing up the eiffel tower
Elementary penguin
Singin' hare krishna
Man, you should have seen them
Kicking Edgar Allan Poe

I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob