- She's over there, aren't you gonna talk to her?
- No...
- Why?
- She took something from me...
- What the the fuck are you talking about man?
- Nevermind, it's better for me to leave...
- Because she's there? Don't do that man...
- No... Can't stay here... Let's not talk about it.
- C'mon man, what the fuck happened? What did she took from you?
- It doesn't matter, and I don't care about what she took away from me...
- Then why are you leaving? If you don't care about that, why are you running away?
- I didn't say I didn't care about it... I said I just don't care about what she took from me...
- Man, you need to stop talking in fucking riddles! What is on your mind?
- I don't care for what she took from me... But she wasn't entitled to do that... No one is entitled to do that to me besides myself... Now I need to go... Goodbye!
domingo, 30 de maio de 2010
sexta-feira, 28 de maio de 2010
The third person
He was evil, a person who doesn't care about anything besides himself. She was a stupid, weak, naive girl... Everything during some sort of large period of her life was thought not to be... Everything she didn't want to be, but she was... You know the outcome of this situations so I'm not going to talk about it. Then... Then there was a third person (you see where he gets in). This third person was acting like something he was not... A weak defenseless fool... His mind was in such state that he worked life a broken balance trying to fix itself...
Well, you're not stupid people, I think, so I think you understand the situation this third person was left in... But this third person wasn't really a weak and defenseless fool. A fool? Totally right! Weak and defenseless? Not in a thousand years! He could make everything go away and leave those who fucked him in bigger suffering that his own... But he was to afraid to cross some barriers... It wasn't hard to cross them, the problem was crossing back to where he was and his mind was too battered to make such a "bold move". Instead that, he locked himself in a world of solitude... Trapped with unwanted memories and unwanted visions he had too struggle for his own mental sake... Death was after him... Not his death, but she was after him... He couldn't run anymore... He was becoming schizophrenic, seeing and hearing things that weren't real... He lost... He ended up killing himself during an intense and demented freak out...
Well, you're not stupid people, I think, so I think you understand the situation this third person was left in... But this third person wasn't really a weak and defenseless fool. A fool? Totally right! Weak and defenseless? Not in a thousand years! He could make everything go away and leave those who fucked him in bigger suffering that his own... But he was to afraid to cross some barriers... It wasn't hard to cross them, the problem was crossing back to where he was and his mind was too battered to make such a "bold move". Instead that, he locked himself in a world of solitude... Trapped with unwanted memories and unwanted visions he had too struggle for his own mental sake... Death was after him... Not his death, but she was after him... He couldn't run anymore... He was becoming schizophrenic, seeing and hearing things that weren't real... He lost... He ended up killing himself during an intense and demented freak out...
HE SUFFERS NO MORE...
Illusions
"Barman, it's another jack, please." He lights a cigarette and grabs his guitar. Takes a drink of his jack and starts playing. In every chord he leaves all of his feelings and, like by magic, all of his thoughts disappear. It wouldn't matter what would happen while he's up there in a controlled state of dementia... He couldn't care less about his problems... The guy who he knows is nothing going to pay for is job, the bitch who wants to fuck him, the fact that he is going to be alone at the end of the night... While he's there, he is his own god and the laws of the universe are only applied to his weak and fragil body... His mind is elsewhere... Where is it? He doesn't know and doesn't care about it. Untill he stops playing... He opens his eyes and tells to himslef, "I don't wanna be here..." Asks for a refill, takes another drink, lights another cigarette and before he playing again he asks himself, "Where am I going this time? Will I ever know?"
quarta-feira, 26 de maio de 2010
terça-feira, 25 de maio de 2010
Concert Review: Black Bombaim + Fast Eddie & the Riverside Monkeys
Like I stated last week, OUT.RA promoted another concert in Barreiro this time at GDR "Os Leças", an old and typical portuguese collectivity, somewhat small sized space with a little and hot sport saloon. The stage was improvised with a rug and without many lights (a little lamp in front of the band).
First of the "Barreiro vs. Barcelos confront" was the natives from Barreiro, Fast Eddie & the Riverside Monkeys promoting their first full lenght "Baptize me in Wine". They play a based in 60's/70's Rock, still very atached to Blues. They've alterned the concert from a most straight forward Blues Rock (like seen in the less psychedelic Jimi Hendrix songs) and a tending to old, more "clean" psycheledic rock from the likes of bands like Blue Cheer. Nelson (a.k.a. Fast Eddie) is a good frontman, making fun of almost everything he could hear "outside" the concert.
Then, it was time for the band from Barcelos to play. Black Bombaim are one of the new and almost only good stoner rock band in Portugal, at least was what almost everyone was preaching. They were presenting their LP "Saturdays and Space Travels". Their concert was good, they showed all the good influences that a new Stoner band can show, since the Black Sabbath-like heavy riffing, passing to a more fast paced Kyuss/Fu Manchu influenced rythem, and to a more "dirty" psychedelic wave. They got it all, not an inovating step indeed but at least they do it with quality, proving all the hype that's been around them.
First of the "Barreiro vs. Barcelos confront" was the natives from Barreiro, Fast Eddie & the Riverside Monkeys promoting their first full lenght "Baptize me in Wine". They play a based in 60's/70's Rock, still very atached to Blues. They've alterned the concert from a most straight forward Blues Rock (like seen in the less psychedelic Jimi Hendrix songs) and a tending to old, more "clean" psycheledic rock from the likes of bands like Blue Cheer. Nelson (a.k.a. Fast Eddie) is a good frontman, making fun of almost everything he could hear "outside" the concert.
Then, it was time for the band from Barcelos to play. Black Bombaim are one of the new and almost only good stoner rock band in Portugal, at least was what almost everyone was preaching. They were presenting their LP "Saturdays and Space Travels". Their concert was good, they showed all the good influences that a new Stoner band can show, since the Black Sabbath-like heavy riffing, passing to a more fast paced Kyuss/Fu Manchu influenced rythem, and to a more "dirty" psychedelic wave. They got it all, not an inovating step indeed but at least they do it with quality, proving all the hype that's been around them.
sexta-feira, 21 de maio de 2010
quarta-feira, 19 de maio de 2010
domingo, 16 de maio de 2010
Black Bombaim + Fast Eddie and the Riverside Monkeys @ GDR "Os Leças"
Another concert promoted by OUT.RA, the guys responsable for OUT.FEST, in Barreiro. It will be one of the rising talents in Portugal (Black Bombaim) and one of the somewhat mythic (If you had to listen to Nelson out of a concert, you would know why I say it's mythic) band from Barreiro (Fast Eddie and the Riverside Monkeys)
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Black Bombaim
É extremamente raro encontrar sentido num hype, quer seja baseado numa cena local, quer num género musical, mas o caso dos Black Bombaim, quer na sua associação à vaga de bandas rock recentemente surgidas na insuspeita cidade de Barcelos, quer no movimento stoner-doom-desert rock (enfim, de gente que ouviu em exclusividade Kyuss e/ ou Fu Manchu durante demasiado tempo) que se vem espalhando pelo país, é bastante específico. É-o porque eles são, em primeiro lugar, os melhores e mais interessantes representantes de ambos os “movimentos”. Porque seriam uma grande banda mesmo que fossem a única banda de Barcelos, e porque são uma das poucas (talvez a única, a par dos viseenses The Guv) bandas da cena stoner em Portugal que vai beber a inspiração à fonte certa: à origem - ao peso dos Sabbath e à liberdade cósmica dos Floyd. Um concerto dos Black Bombaim, hoje, é a grande experiência psicadélica: um groove pesado, sólido, imponente, e uma guitarra que não pára de apontar ao infinito. O primeiro disco, “Saturdays & Space Travels”, saído há poucos meses pela editora portuense Lovers & Lollypops, é um petardo de electricidade cósmica gloriosamente pentatónico, que vem confirmar e reforçar tudo o que deles se esperava. Vai ser incrível a estreia destes rapazes no Barreiro.
Fast Eddie & The Riverside Monkeys
Fast Eddie, mestre barreirense das seis cordas e verdadeiro bluesman desta terra de sonho e futuro, forma com os Riverside Monkeys um power-trio benzido a blues, rock n'roll, garage, algum stoner-rock, sempre sujo, épico, como uns AC/DC rednecks assombrados não pelo deserto nem pela província mas sim pelas chuvas de amoníaco e o sol dos subúrbios. “Baptize me in wine”, o primeiro disco (e o single homónimo) é um tratado de rock cavernoso, mas com boogie e groove, e de guitarras tão 70's que nem dá para contar, Vai ser uma master-class para os não iniciados.
22 Maio (Sábado)
Início dos concertos: 22h
Entrada: 4€ | 2€ sócios da OUT.RA
Local: G.D.R. "Os Leças", na Rua do Brasil, nº7 (Alto do Seixalinho)
Reservas e mais info: out.ra@iol.pt"
Taken from http://www.out-ra.blogspot.com/
Surreal
- Why are you crying?
- Han?! I'm not the one crying... You are!
- What?!
- Yes! So, do you think you're doing the right thing?
- Yes...
- Then stop crying, it will all be good soon.
- Han?! I'm not the one crying... You are!
- What?!
- Yes! So, do you think you're doing the right thing?
- Yes...
- Then stop crying, it will all be good soon.
terça-feira, 11 de maio de 2010
Vague thoughts
Well, SWR ended more then a week ago, somethings are somewhat solved and what else...
SWR was a good festival, not great as Roadburn last year but I wasn't expecting miracles. I went to Roadburn to see bands that I can't almost expect to see in Portugal and things at that time weren't as messy as they were some weeks ago. Nevertheless, Zeni Geva kicked ass once again, like I was expecting. For me, they were the best band in the whole festival. Immolation and Dying Fetus were somewhat disappointments, both gave good concerts but I was expecting something way more violent. Vomitory was the most violent concert I witnessed at the festival. Celeste and Taint were the biggest surprises. The first ones were really "dark" (not the best word but it fits) concert, very cold and a little different from the rest of the bands. Taint presented us with a great stoner/doom/rock to end up the night.
During the fest there were some stresses. Stupidity, rage and some harsh and uncontrolled emotions came to play. The "stupid" thing on most of this situations was that on most of them it wasn't me showing those signs, at least at first. Not the first time it happens but lately it's been a rare thing. Those stresses ended up not being solved at the fest so, looking at it now, it was a bit unnecesseray... But fuck it.
The journey back home was smooth, if I ignore the stupidity of the bus driver who got to Barroselas near one and a half hour late and didn't want to stop the bus. But once again, fuck it. The bitch ended up stoping where we wanted and needed.
The day after was marked by the supposed "battle" I was expecting for SWR, the cause of all the stresses at the fest and before it, happened. Well, it wasn't really a battle, 't' was more like gunshots to the air, a lot of noise but no real confrontation, I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed by how things rolled, I had the feeling that I would have someone for dinner when this shit happened and that didn't happen. You win some, you lose some. This time I had already lost a long time ago and was simply trying to find some closure or at least, some stupid detail which could trigger some retaliation. That didn't happen and so (third time I'm writting this), fuck it.
The week went on, friday I saw Decrepidemic once again, this time at Barreiro Metalfest. I have to admit, they gave a great concert at SWR but last friday... It was a bit bad... Brutal Technical Death Metal and shitty sound, hmmmmm.... Not a good combination... Nonetheless, it is always cool to see the scene kids getting out of their dungeons. With them on your eyesight you have always something to laugh or talk about it...
Sunday I've see seen "Escape from New York" (I've already talked about it here). I have to admit that this movie has some concepts that I love, one in particular is very unethical but I don't give a fuck. I wish goverments would do the same that was done in this movie. Lock all the violent criminals in a somewhat anarchic environment and would be left to themselves (my respect for violent murderers, rapist, child molestors and all of those shitheads is none). Of course we would need to have a at least close to perfect judicial system but that is other story. Love the "shitty" effects, it gives the movie a different (not the best word but it fits) touch. Looks more sleezy and shows a more fuck you attitude without becaming garbage. Besides that, Kurt Russel (plays Snake Plissken, my new found hero) shows what is being cool and what is an antihero at is best. If you like action movies that don't live on blowing shit up every five seconds and with actors that don't appear to suffer from 'roid rage and can speak properly, see it (if you haven't already done it). If you like the opposite of it, I'm sorry for you, I really am.
SWR was a good festival, not great as Roadburn last year but I wasn't expecting miracles. I went to Roadburn to see bands that I can't almost expect to see in Portugal and things at that time weren't as messy as they were some weeks ago. Nevertheless, Zeni Geva kicked ass once again, like I was expecting. For me, they were the best band in the whole festival. Immolation and Dying Fetus were somewhat disappointments, both gave good concerts but I was expecting something way more violent. Vomitory was the most violent concert I witnessed at the festival. Celeste and Taint were the biggest surprises. The first ones were really "dark" (not the best word but it fits) concert, very cold and a little different from the rest of the bands. Taint presented us with a great stoner/doom/rock to end up the night.
During the fest there were some stresses. Stupidity, rage and some harsh and uncontrolled emotions came to play. The "stupid" thing on most of this situations was that on most of them it wasn't me showing those signs, at least at first. Not the first time it happens but lately it's been a rare thing. Those stresses ended up not being solved at the fest so, looking at it now, it was a bit unnecesseray... But fuck it.
The journey back home was smooth, if I ignore the stupidity of the bus driver who got to Barroselas near one and a half hour late and didn't want to stop the bus. But once again, fuck it. The bitch ended up stoping where we wanted and needed.
The day after was marked by the supposed "battle" I was expecting for SWR, the cause of all the stresses at the fest and before it, happened. Well, it wasn't really a battle, 't' was more like gunshots to the air, a lot of noise but no real confrontation, I have to admit that I was a bit disappointed by how things rolled, I had the feeling that I would have someone for dinner when this shit happened and that didn't happen. You win some, you lose some. This time I had already lost a long time ago and was simply trying to find some closure or at least, some stupid detail which could trigger some retaliation. That didn't happen and so (third time I'm writting this), fuck it.
The week went on, friday I saw Decrepidemic once again, this time at Barreiro Metalfest. I have to admit, they gave a great concert at SWR but last friday... It was a bit bad... Brutal Technical Death Metal and shitty sound, hmmmmm.... Not a good combination... Nonetheless, it is always cool to see the scene kids getting out of their dungeons. With them on your eyesight you have always something to laugh or talk about it...
Sunday I've see seen "Escape from New York" (I've already talked about it here). I have to admit that this movie has some concepts that I love, one in particular is very unethical but I don't give a fuck. I wish goverments would do the same that was done in this movie. Lock all the violent criminals in a somewhat anarchic environment and would be left to themselves (my respect for violent murderers, rapist, child molestors and all of those shitheads is none). Of course we would need to have a at least close to perfect judicial system but that is other story. Love the "shitty" effects, it gives the movie a different (not the best word but it fits) touch. Looks more sleezy and shows a more fuck you attitude without becaming garbage. Besides that, Kurt Russel (plays Snake Plissken, my new found hero) shows what is being cool and what is an antihero at is best. If you like action movies that don't live on blowing shit up every five seconds and with actors that don't appear to suffer from 'roid rage and can speak properly, see it (if you haven't already done it). If you like the opposite of it, I'm sorry for you, I really am.
segunda-feira, 10 de maio de 2010
Intermittent visions, permanent questions
All the distortion in my mind caused by some brief glances... What was there to see? Everything? Anything? No clues... Only some somewhat distorted thoughts in an already confused mind... What are you? Are you only matter or something beyond? Are you like a door waiting to be openned or just another rock in my already troubled path?
domingo, 9 de maio de 2010
I wish you were half as cool as Snake Plissken
Seen John Carpenter's "Escape from New York" this afternoon. I would write a review but I suck on that so I'll just leave here the trailer.
P.S.: It's true, I wish you were half as cool as Snake Plissken
sexta-feira, 7 de maio de 2010
Recurring...
Who and what are you? Why don't you show yourself? Do you know me?
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
Recurring...
RECURRING...
When are you planning to show yourself to me once and for all?
RECURRING...
Recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
Recurring...
RECURRING...
When are you planning to show yourself to me once and for all?
RECURRING...
Recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
recurring...
quarta-feira, 5 de maio de 2010
Weather Report
The storms have collided
The sky has cracked
The floor beneath me is long gone
I'm planing through this toxic air
Trying to find somewhere to fit in
Hate filled disease
WTF?! WTF?! Everything was supposed to be calm now! Everything was supposed to be over! Instead I feel like I'm still getting jumped! They're still trying to corner me! Get the fuck way! NOW! I'm tired of all the violent thinking and all of this crap!!!
Go ahead... Jump now... There ain't nothing here to see... The abyss feels warmer that everything you have ever seen.
Go ahead... Jump me now... The abyss is cold and pointless like almost everyone of you! Corrupted, shameless... You're fearless, aren't you? You're strong, aren't you? You think you're invicible, right? Start drinking the fucking poison! If you want to, I'll spit you mine! I'll spit it right to your mouth! What are you waiting for? Tell me! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
You're not so brave, aren't you? All the fear you say you don't feel, all the strength you say you possess isn't real... You are as weak and pointless like almost everyone else... You're no hunter, you're no wolf! You're just another sheep trying to be something else... You're not invicible! You're made of the same flesh that I am! You want to know what's the difference? I know what I'm made of! I accept it, I love it and I don't care how patetic you think I am! I'm not here for your fun, I'm here for myself!
It hurts all of this, but my notion of fear keeps me awake... At least for most of the times... I've learned not to fear of my fears, they are my friends. Unfortunately, I've also learned not to fear my hatred, the corrupter of my heart and mind... With people like you, that ain't hard to happen...
You're all a piece of shit! there are times I think I should be more like you and just fuck everything! Forget the honour, forget the values... That is something, if you want to be someone in life without fighting for it, you'll have to abdicate... You have to act like scum and look like a classy guy... You have to be as s.o.b. as you can be but remember, don't get caught. Be a leech, come on, be it! But if you think sucking all the essence and stealing all the hard work of others hard, you can at least be a vulture, you just have to be near someone and wait for the leeches to be full, then, you just have to finnish their job... Like every day someone dies, you don't even need to be patient...
Fuck... I real hate this deformities of life... Remember, fuck honesty! Fuck honour! Fuck values! It's the only way you'll achieve something!
Go ahead... Jump now... There ain't nothing here to see... The abyss feels warmer that everything you have ever seen.
Go ahead... Jump me now... The abyss is cold and pointless like almost everyone of you! Corrupted, shameless... You're fearless, aren't you? You're strong, aren't you? You think you're invicible, right? Start drinking the fucking poison! If you want to, I'll spit you mine! I'll spit it right to your mouth! What are you waiting for? Tell me! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
You're not so brave, aren't you? All the fear you say you don't feel, all the strength you say you possess isn't real... You are as weak and pointless like almost everyone else... You're no hunter, you're no wolf! You're just another sheep trying to be something else... You're not invicible! You're made of the same flesh that I am! You want to know what's the difference? I know what I'm made of! I accept it, I love it and I don't care how patetic you think I am! I'm not here for your fun, I'm here for myself!
It hurts all of this, but my notion of fear keeps me awake... At least for most of the times... I've learned not to fear of my fears, they are my friends. Unfortunately, I've also learned not to fear my hatred, the corrupter of my heart and mind... With people like you, that ain't hard to happen...
You're all a piece of shit! there are times I think I should be more like you and just fuck everything! Forget the honour, forget the values... That is something, if you want to be someone in life without fighting for it, you'll have to abdicate... You have to act like scum and look like a classy guy... You have to be as s.o.b. as you can be but remember, don't get caught. Be a leech, come on, be it! But if you think sucking all the essence and stealing all the hard work of others hard, you can at least be a vulture, you just have to be near someone and wait for the leeches to be full, then, you just have to finnish their job... Like every day someone dies, you don't even need to be patient...
Fuck... I real hate this deformities of life... Remember, fuck honesty! Fuck honour! Fuck values! It's the only way you'll achieve something!
segunda-feira, 3 de maio de 2010
Destructioneer Extraordinaire
"I know how we talk
I know how we work
this is hostility, deceiver
this is hostility, and you can put it wherever you'd like
amongst the curdled soil in our backdoor bribes
under our strobe-lit crimbes
won't concern me anymore
can't arrest me anymore
won't defeat me anymore
I am who we are
I am one
a fallen fighter under weight of universal gun
and i want your gold
all of it
because I'm no god
because I'm no good
because I'm your fault
and just like another anticipated autumn crash
we end with earth in our hands
our knees in distressed walk alongs
and our faces in dry dead grass
yeah I am one
I am your silver tongue
the pills you take at your humid wake
the pills I've always (never) done
no,I 'm not your saint
not your flesh on stone
this guilt in destination
or your drunken bag of bones
and this can't be your story, reporter,
because it's all mind, all mine
and you are not my angle, my distance
we left those days behind
so yeah I'll be your god
I am my father's son
a am my mother's child
and I'll submit to none
I'll be no one's cause
this is all I want
this is hostility, deceiver
to be your greatest failure
to be your darkest sinner
I'll be your greatest failure
I'll be your darkest sinner
I'll beat everyone
I'll be everyone
I know how we talk
I know how we work
I am who we are
I am one"
I want to reach this point. I want to put things in a do or die situation. I want to be abble do destroy whatever I need to destroy without feeling shame of my actions... "because I'm your fault"...
I know how we work
this is hostility, deceiver
this is hostility, and you can put it wherever you'd like
amongst the curdled soil in our backdoor bribes
under our strobe-lit crimbes
won't concern me anymore
can't arrest me anymore
won't defeat me anymore
I am who we are
I am one
a fallen fighter under weight of universal gun
and i want your gold
all of it
because I'm no god
because I'm no good
because I'm your fault
and just like another anticipated autumn crash
we end with earth in our hands
our knees in distressed walk alongs
and our faces in dry dead grass
yeah I am one
I am your silver tongue
the pills you take at your humid wake
the pills I've always (never) done
no,I 'm not your saint
not your flesh on stone
this guilt in destination
or your drunken bag of bones
and this can't be your story, reporter,
because it's all mind, all mine
and you are not my angle, my distance
we left those days behind
so yeah I'll be your god
I am my father's son
a am my mother's child
and I'll submit to none
I'll be no one's cause
this is all I want
this is hostility, deceiver
to be your greatest failure
to be your darkest sinner
I'll be your greatest failure
I'll be your darkest sinner
I'll beat everyone
I'll be everyone
I know how we talk
I know how we work
I am who we are
I am one"
Trap Them - "Day Eight: Destructioneer Extraordinaire"
I want to reach this point. I want to put things in a do or die situation. I want to be abble do destroy whatever I need to destroy without feeling shame of my actions... "because I'm your fault"...
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