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blue is the warmest color.
“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.”
T S Eliot
Taken from Parquet Courts' new album 'Human Performance', out now on Rough Trade Records: http://smarturl.it/HumanPerformance_i A "Performing Human" 12" is a...
I know exactly where I was when I First saw you the way I see you now, through these eyes, waiting to retry
Directed by Warren Fu The Growlers 'City Club' out now http://cultrecords.com/
we are the couple that doesn´t touch one another.
"Ora, a solidão, ainda vai ter de aprender muito para saber o que isso é, Sempre vivi só, Também eu, mas a solidão não é viver só, a solidão é não sermos capazes de fazer companhia a alguém ou a alguma coisa que está dentro de nós, a solidão não é uma árvore no meio duma planície onde só ela esteja, é a distância entre a seiva profunda e a casca, entre a folha e a raiz, Você está a tresvariar, tudo quanto menciona está ligado entre si, aí não há nenhuma solidão, Deixemos a árvore, olhe para dentro de si e veja a solidão, Como disse o outro, solitário andar por entre a gente, Pior do que isso, solitário estar onde nem nós próprios estamos." José Saramago, em 'O Ano da Morte de Ricardo Reis'
Now we're trapped, we're dark cloud's people We are helpless to resist In your darkest hour
But it was just a laugh, just a lie Just a laugh, just a laugh Even at this angle And so we crumble A 10-ton head, made of wet sand
'Snakeskin', from the album 'Fading Frontier': http://smarturl.it/fadingfrontier_lp Buy from iTunes here: http://smarturl.it/FadingFrontier_i Featuring Zumi ...
I was lost in that home for the aged and lonely I cried and I choked, I was sick and I was bones I was feelin' kinda hell, I was feelin' kinda lonely In a time was erased, yeah but, I was so homely
Another sort-of music video I've edited together using footage from the film "Son Of Dracula" (1974). The track originally appears on "Nilsson Schmilsson" in...
We can make each other happy
I have a method, absolutely involuntary, a kind of Buddhist gene that makes my happy days not so happy and my sad days not so sad.