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Pele encarquilhada carapinha branca
Gandôla de renda caindo na anca
Embalando o berço do filho do sinhô
Que há pouco tempo a sinhá ganhou
Era assim que mãe preta fazia
Criava todo o branco com muita alegria
Porém lá na sanzala o seu pretinho apanhava
Mãe preta mais uma lágrima enxugava
Mãe preta, mãe preta
Enquanto a chibata batia no seu amor
Mãe preta embalava o filho branco do sinhô
têmo-lo dentro todo nu!
este tipo de qualidade de imprensa é uma coisa do passado
Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.
“People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them and their response is ‘you’re safe with me’ - that’s INTIMACY.”
everyone feels robbed of ideal teenage years that don’t really exist
Watch: This 92-year-old World War II pilot owned the skies in her old spitfire plane
Damned good show.
The absolutely best and slightly choked-up bit for me:
“Okay, Joy, when you’re ready - you have control…”
RIP Joy Lofthouse, 14/2/1923 – 15/11/2017, aged 94.
Also RIP Mary Ellis, 2/21917 – 24/7/2018, aged 101.
(At the end of the video, when Joy mentioned the business of radios - Air Transport Auxiliary delivered planes that were “factory-bare” with none of their service equipment in place. No radios - and no guns either, so encountering an enemy intruder aircraft would have been… Exciting.)
Look at these amazing ladies 💜
Already broken.
Poor Grandma
this is seriously the one time I wish a video has sound.
Brilliant.
What the hell is this? :O
Me at 1000 years old
What do we say to the God of Death?
Not today.
I haven’t seen this post in YEARS so I forgot what it’s like. I nearly screamed.
Osiris in Eurovision: Day 2 | First Rehearsal (subtitles in english) Sidenote: The two ladies at the begining are Patría Antunes and Patrícia Silveira, they are Conan’s backing singers, and those sounds are actually what they sing in the live version
Wow this article came out swinging
Cishets: ugh gay people are everywhere it’s us who are the real minority now!
People who aren’t straight or cis: ummmmmm WHAT
“have you been having nightmares again?”
“yeah. mostly about fred.”
OMFG, isto é lindo 😍
“Don’t let the concept of change scare you as much as the concept of staying unhappy.”
— Timber Hawkeye
Get to Know Telemóveis
As the rehearsals are about to start it is time to get to know what “Telemóveis” are about. I must confess that I find that “Telemóveis” has a big disadvantage in eurovision, the lyrics are hard to translate to other languages, the words “saudade” (missing, yearning or longing for someone/something; nostalgia) and “chibaria” (blabing; snitching) are hard to translate, but in the other hand, when “Telemóveis” was released it became the most popular song of festival da canção 2019 and nobody understood what it was about, it took around 2 weeks to a consensus to form, so maybe in may 14 (and hopefully may 18) it will not matter what the message is as long people like the music and the staging. But if you are curious the general consensus is that “Telemóveis” is a music about mourning.
The song starts with Conan trying to understand if he will die of saudade (longing/missing someone) or if he is the one that will kill it: Eu parti o telemóvel / A tentar ligar para o céu / Pa’ saber se mato a saudade/ Ou quem morre sou eu”
I broke the cellphone / Trying to call heaven / To know if i will kill this longing/ Or if I will die instead
It continues with him confused and admitting that he doesn’t know. The rest of the song seems to reference the stages of grief.
E e a vida ligar / Se a vida mandar mensagem / Se ela não parar / E tu não tiveres coragem de atender / Tu já sabes o que vai acontecer Eu vou descer da minha escada / Vou estragar o telemóvel
And if life calls / If life sends a text / If it doesn’t stop /And you don’t have the guts to pick up / You already know what will happen I will go down my stairs / I will ruin the cellphone
Denial,Anger and Bargaining: In this verses Conan starts denning that the person died, believing that they just doesn’t “have the courage” to answer, he bargains with anger, if that person doesn’t pick up he will break the phone.
E se eu partir o telemóvel / Eu só parto aquilo que é meu / Tou para ver se a saudade morre / Vai na volta, quem morre sou eu
And what if i break the cellphone? / I will only break what’s mine / I’m waiting to see if this longing dies / Maybe, I’ll turn out that I’ll die instead
Depression. The threats of later verses where empty and Conan sinks into sadness, seemingly giving up and he repeats the question that he made at the beginning of the song:
E quem mata quem mata / Eu nem sei / A chibaria nunca viu nascer ninguém
Who kills who kills? / I don’t even know / Snitches don’t see anyone being born
The hardest verse to translate - A chibaria nunca viu nascer ninguém / Snitches don’t see anyone being born - should be translated to “Snitches get stitches”, but in the end it means that nobody will answer his questions, nobody will tell him if it is him or the longing that will die first. This also symbolizes the realization that only he can answer that question.
Eu partia telemóveis / Mas eu nunca mais parto o meu / Eu sei que a saudade tá morta / Quem mandou a flecha fui eu
I used to break cellphones / But I’ll never break mine again / I know this longing is dead / The one who sent the arrow was me
Acceptance. Conan reaches the end of the music knowing that he is the one with the answers to his pain and sadness and only he as the power to shoot the arrow and kill (overcome) his longing.
Sidenote 1: Another popular consensus is that the song isn’t only about dead persons it could be about dead relationships, being it romantic ones or only friendships, people that were part of you life a long time ago but that went separate ways. With that in mind the song keeps it’s meaning, about him getting over the end of that relationship, but it could also mean a rebirth, him killing the longing could be seen as him sending a text (maybe a 🌹?) and reconnecting with that person
Sidenote 2: Another popular way to read the song involves changing the word cellphones with hearts, making the song about someone that keeps searching and looking to love someone in a way to deal with the pain of being alone. This way the song isn’t about morning, but about learning to love and respect yourself, learning to be alone and to stop being in a relationship as a coping mechanism
Conan did stated in many interview that the song is about morning, supporting the main theories that it is about dead relatives and that it is about dead relationships, but he also stated that he doesn’t believe that those should be the only interpretations and that any interpretation that people give to the song is valid. Maybe for someone the song are about tamagotchis, maybe for another it is about the nostalgia you feel when you think about your childhood, maybe for another person it is about that australian man that shoot a person in the cellphone, maybe for someone the lyrics doesn’t matter and you just want to dance to the beat. So let me finish asking, what does it means to you?
Saudade, the feeling of longing for something or someone who you love and which is lost
