Young Marianne Faithfull

I'm a Loser

Of all the love I have won or have lost
There is one love I should never have crossed.
He was a boy in a million, my friend,
I should have known he would win in the end.

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.

Although I laugh and I act like a clown,
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown.
My tears are falling like rain from the sky,
Is it for him or myself that I cry ?

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.

What have I done to deserve such a fate ?
I realise I have left it too late
And so it's true pride comes before a fall,
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all.

I'm a loser
And I lost someone who's near to me.
I'm a loser
And I'm not what I appear to be.
I'm a loser.

Marianne Faithfull

In my time of sorrow

In my time of sorrow,
In my time of feeling bad
Oh what I'd give
Just to relive
All of the good times that I've had.

In my time of sorrow
In my time of feeling alone
There was a time
I could ease my mind
With thoughts of just being on my own.

Changes of life
I'm going through
Keep me from doing
What I know I should do.

In my time of sorrow
In my time where teardrops fall
I can't tell you why
I don't want to try,
But the time has come
For me to say fare well.

In my time of sorrow
In my time of sorrow
In my time of sorrow...

Marianne Faithfull

Purple Lips

He reminds all the laughter
That has left me going down
And my heart is falling silently
Into the driving evening sound
Sometimes we must keep from bringing
Certain thoughts up to the light
And a matter of the winning
In a case of two lips lies

I have been looking out for him
From over this broken bridge
The safest place it seems to be
To ever reach his purple lips

Nico

I'm not Sayin'

I'm not sayin' that I'll love you
I'm not sayin' that I'll care
If you love me.
I'm not sayin' that I'll care
I'm not sayin' that I'll be there
When you want me.

I can't give my heart to you
Or tell you that I'll sing your name
Up to the sky.
I can't lay the promise down
That I'll always be around
When you need me.

Now I may not be alone each time you see me
Along the street or in a small café
But still I won't deny or mistreat you
Baby, if you'll let me have my way.

I'm not sayin' I'll be sorry
For the things that I might say
That make you cry.
I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try.

Now I may not be alone each time you see me
Or show up when I promise that I would,
But still I won't deny you or mistreat you
Baby, if you loved me like you should.

I'm not sayin' I'll be sorry
For all the things that I might say
That make you cry.
I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try.

I can't say I'll always do
The things you want me to,
I'm not sayin' I'll be true
But I'll try

Nico

All Tomorrows Parties

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what shall she do and where will she go
When midnight comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
White silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning.
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks - a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties.

Nico

California Dream

The mamas and the papas

White Rabbit and Somebody to love

Grace Slick and Jefferson Airplane

In my Past Lives

In past lives, you probably were devoted to the cause of freedom, whether an American pioneer or leader in women's rights like the American suffragettes in the nineteenth century, or involved in such religious freedom movements as the early Christian Church's struggles in Rome or being instrumental in behalf of the native uprisings when the Atlanteans overran ancient Egypt.

Crazy!

Horós(com os)copos

Know your ideal, letting your purposes and dealings with others always be creative and constructive (for we are ever meeting ourselves: what goes out comes back). The main purpose for our manifesting in the earth is for the glorification of God and not just for free thinking and individualism, though we each manifest according to our own purpose.

Horós(com os)copos

Remember, success or accomplishment in life is not a matter of some great force or influence. It is not the power of the storm or of the earthquake or of great noises and the like. Rather it is the still small voice speaking from within you which becomes the influence through which movements of truly great forces really arise.

A vozinha está afónica.

Catwoman

Shakespears Sister

Cat People (film)

by Jacques Tourneur, 1942

Cat People

David Bowie

Pantera Negra II

modelo: Tobias
fotografia: Marta Freitas

Pantera Negra

modelo: Tobias
fotografia: Marta Freitas

Stop and Think

The Trammps

White Rabbit

Shakespears Sister

leis da concorrência

Ao contrário dos produtos de supermercado que são considerados impróprios para consumo, se vierem sem embalagem, aqui no rodízio humano quem vier sem embrulho vai a assar.

As Time Goes By

Frank Sinatra

It was a very good year

Frank Sinatra

Common People

William Shatner

Common People

Pulp

Horós(com os)copos

Onde houver uma árvore para plantar, planta-a tu. Onde houver um erro para emendar, emenda-o tu. Onde houver um esforço de que todos fogem, fá-lo tu. Sê tu aquele que afasta as pedras do caminho.


Pedras, deve ser eufemismo! São pedregulhos mas é.

Night Club

in Faces by John Cassavetes

Close to the surface

in Opening Night by John Cassavetes

Jellyfeather

Black Mekon

Simplify

Black Mekon

Do tempo

Nem as Pin Ups saem ilesas do "furacão" tempo. É a dura realidade.

Rodízio humano

Bettie Page

Não será sempre um rodízio feminino?

Lookin' For Boys

The Pin Ups

new look ,old look. Whatever, Look at me I am here!

Cabelos negros, franjas ligeiramente acima dos olhos , piercings, tatuagens e dedo no meio da mão esticado, demonstrando descontentamento e irreverência de causas sem nome. Outros com rastas ou gorros coloridos com "canhões" ao canto da boca, mãos com gestos de love and peace brother. Ambos os grupos são revoltados e alienados, e usam drogas para "maquilhar" as responsabilidades que chegaram sem aviso e os querem arrancar às mãezinhas, contas pagas, roupa lavada, passada e refeições às ordens.As causas na verdade não existem, são gestos vazios que visam atingir tudo e todos. A raiva adolescente contra o mundo, de rebeldes sem causa passa da antiga adolescência Teenager para Twentyager ou espante-se Thirtyager e alguns espécimes já nos "entas".

São os novos mas já antigos ícones marginais, que saltam dos antigos escaparates de onde ninguém mais ouvira falar, onde já descansavam em paz, há muitas décadas, já no fim do século passado. O johnny Cash, Jeff Buckley, Marlon Brando, James Dean, Marlyn Monroe e outras Pin-ups que adornavam os calendários que os homens de vidas comuns compravam. Uma reacção à "morangomania" e um grito de quem já não é criança, nem adolescente mas ainda não tem vida de adulto ou se reconhece na mesma.

As profissões aspiradas por estes roça a marginalidade de clubes nocturnos outrora considerados cabarets ou casas da má vida, em oposição à "morangomania" (que prefere antes ser actor, conhecido, modelo, figurante, intérprete de música pop). Estes gostam de chocar, de chamar a atenção, de causar repugnância, medo, perplexidade. Fazem tudo para chamar a atenção. "Olha para a minha figura, não vês que sou maluco! Olha para mim ama-me ou detesta-me! Mas olha , eu existo estou aqui!" São Djs , rockabillys, psychobillys , surfabillys, Rastafaris , go-go-dancers do burlesco mundo do couro e chicote. Animais nocturnos que durante o dia são capazes de ter um part-time para um rendimento fixo, mas mais do que 4 a 6 horas por dia de trabalho já é uma prisão da causa sem nome.

Stay cool ou fuck the world.

In my past life

Picasso
In your past life you were Pablo Picasso. In this life you continue to be revolutionary, stubborn, an active lover, enjoy breaking the rules, and reactly poorly to heartbreak.

daqui,

É pode ser. Life goes on.

O que eu me ia divertir

Mas não como não sou Joker,sou antes palhaça, não vou pôr aqui uma coisa.
Mas se as "moscas" que por aqui costumam pousar soubessem do que me rio, rir-se-iam comigo também. Juro que nunca tinha visto um bigode, pêra, patilhas e penteado daqueles!

Rodízio humano

Há quem não mereça a ponta de uma unha já negra de consideração. Mas também quem me manda a mim meter-me com palhaços?
Quer dizer vendo bem, a palhaça aqui tenho sido eu, mas disso posso eu muito bem livrar-me basta-me limpar a cara de palhaço, é só maquilhagem. Já de outros não poderei dizer o mesmo são Jokers e para se libertarem disso não lhes basta lavarem a cara. Estes um dia caíram num poço de ácido e ficaram sem a noção do ridículo e andam por aí de palito ao canto da boca nem homens nem ratos, simplesmente jokers, com um esgar na expressão de que não conseguem livrar-se. É dos palitos com que se higienizam depois de empandeirarem a sua refeição de dois palitos com duas azeitonas em cima. Claro que como as azeitonas não falam e os palitos não têm força para andar por si próprios (sem músculos não há vontade motriz) andam por aí satisfeitos com as suas azeitonas umas verdes , outras pretas, outras galegas, outras talhadas, outras com recheio de pimento, amêndoa, alcaparra ou melhor ainda de malagueta. Pois é esquecem-se que até podem matar a fome só com azeitonas, mas estas meus caros Jokers não só podem provocar uma enorme caganeira, como não fornecem todas as vitaminas essenciais à vida humana.

como deve de ser

in Os Contemporâneos

Lucy(fear)

in Os Contemporâneos

houses for the boys

in Os Contemporâneos

Os Contraplacados

Vão mas é trabalhar...

speed dating

in Os Contemporâneos

Horós(com os)copos

Death suggests that you accept certain changes as inevitable. Mourn if you feel so moved, but believe that new life comes on the heels of Death. It is nothing personal; it just is.

Horós(com os)copos

Cinderella is probably not one of your role models. You don't need anybody to rescue, validate, judge, or save you, or you may not want to be tied to a relationship at this time, but in an effort to manage or avoid issues of abandonment; prejudice; dependency; or getting yourself in a bind,you may have your back up or be suspicious of any offers of help, particularly from those who offer pity or feigned empathy.

Horós(com os)copos

"Há pessoas que não param de se atormentar com a lembrança de coisas passadas; outras afligem-se pelos males que virão. É tudo um absurdo, pois o que já aconteceu não nos afecta mais e o futuro ainda não nos toca..." (Séneca) Há que viver o hoje.

overture

what are we searching for?

Herod
Jesus, I am overjoyed
To meet you face to face
You've been getting quite a name
All around the place
Healing cripples
Raising from the dead
Now I understand you're God
At least that's what you've said

So you are the Christ
You're the great Jesus Christ
Prove to me that you're divine
Change my water into wine
That's all you need do
Then I'll know it's all true
C'mon King of the Jews

Jesus you just won't believe
The hit you've made around here
You are all we talk about
You're the wonder of the year
Oh what a pity
If it's all a lie
Still I'm sure
That you can rock the cynics if you try

So if you are the Christ
Yes the great Jesus Christ
Prove to me that you're no fool
Walk across my swimming pool
If you do that for me
Then I'll let you go free
C'mon King of the Jews

I only ask what I'd ask any superstar
What is it that you have got
That puts you where you are? Oh, ho ho
I am waiting
Yes I'm a captive fan
I'm dying to be shown
That you are not just any man

So if you are the Christ
Yes the great Jesus Christ
Feed my household with this bread
You can do it on your head
Or has something gone wrong?
Jesus, why do you take so long?
Aw, c'mon King of the Jews

Hey! Aren't you scared of me Christ?
Mr. Wonderful Christ!
You're a joke, you're not the Lord
You are nothing but a fraud
Take him away
He's got nothing to say!
Get out you King of the
Get out you King of the,
Get out you King of the Jews!
Get out of here, you, you!
Get out of here, you!
Get out of my Life!

Superstar

Voice of Judas
Every time I look at you
I don't understand
Why you let the things you did
Get so out of hand
You'd have managed better
If you'd had it planned
Now why'd you choose such a backward time
And such a strange land?

If you'd come today
You could have reached the whole nation
Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication
Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong, now
Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong, now
Don't you get me wrong

Only want to know
Only want to know
Only want to know, now
Only want to know
Only want to know
Only want to know
Only want to know, now
Only want to know

Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?

Tell me what you think
About your friends at the top
Now who d'you think besides yourself
Was the pick of the crop?
Buddah was he where it's at?
Is he where you are?
Could Muhammmed move a mountain
Or was that just PR?
Did you mean to die like that?
Was that a mistake or
Did you know your messy death
Would be a record breaker?

Don't you get me wrong Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong, now Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong Don't you get me wrong
Don't you get me wrong, now Don't you get me wrong

Only want to know Only want to know
Only want to know, now Only want to know
Only want to know Only want to know
Only want to know, now I only want to know

Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?

Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?
Jesus Christ
Superstar
Do you think you're what they say you are?

Vídeo killed the radio star

Horós(com os)copos

É tempo de um novo recomeço!
Evite a fast-food por algum tempo.

ahahahaha. Estes profs. "Karambas" andam loucos!