terça-feira, maio 31, 2011

"She's got you thinking this is how you’re supposed to be. It's not. We're young. We’re supposed to drink too much. We're supposed to have bad attitudes and shag each other's brains out. We were designed to party. We owe it to ourselves to party hard. We owe it to each other. This is it. This is our time. So a few of us will overdose, or go mental. Charles Darwin said you can't make an omelette without breaking a few eggs. That's what it's about - breaking eggs - by eggs, I mean, getting twatted on a cocktail of class As.

If you could see yourselves... We had it all. We have fucked up bigger and better than any generation that came before us. We were so beautiful... We're screw-ups. I plan on staying a screw-up until my late twenties, or maybe even my early thirties. And I will shag my own mum before I let her.... or anyone else take that away from me!"

O Capitão Nascimento é um ícone!

domingo, maio 29, 2011

suspiros de um pensador com os dias contados

"I can tell you lies, 'till your left in disgrace
Kick you when you're down, and spit in your face
Lead you on 'till you're lost without a trace
I THINK BAD THOUGHTS
ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT LONG
I THINK BAD THOUGHTS
Don't care what you think's wrong!"

sábado, maio 28, 2011

este livro dava um filme indiano!


Ora bem, o menino já aí anda, mas não nas bancas, é preciso saber onde procurar, nomeadamente no site da editora Juicy Records. A crítica também já começa a vergar a mola. Quem quiser saber a que se deve este hype do subcontinente indiano, terá de andar da perna. Verdade seja dita, não é qualquer um que sabe contar as suas histórias como se o mundo fosse um recreio de aventuras.

Este vídeo/slide pode ser um bom aperitivo:


JR #05 - UM DELICADO SENTIDO DE EQUILÍBRIO from JUICY TV on Vimeo.

sexta-feira, maio 27, 2011

doctore, doctore

"I went to see the doctor
He said you're pretty sick
You got some real bad habits
You'd better stop right quick

I said doctor that's real bad news
Don't know what I'm gonna do

Doctor
There's nothin' wrong with me
Doctor doctor
Can't you see
Doctor
I ain't gonna die
Just write me an alibi

I went to see a shaman
He said you'll be alright
Just keep doin' what you love
Every single night!

I said that's I need to hear
Took away my childish fears."

sexta-feira, maio 20, 2011

Povo, só para avisar

De acordo com as profecias o mundo acaba amanhã, provavelmente lá para as 18h. Isto é, o mundo começa a acabar amanhã, e só acaba de acabar lá para 21 de Outubro, num cataclismo em tudo semelhante a uma invasão de zombies. Com um tanto de sorte ainda consigo celebrar mais um aniversário. Bota entrar em pânico, promover orgias e apanhar grandes mocas, como nos filmes que documentam os últimos dias antes de Apocalipse's.
Boa sorte a todos.