I gave you several reasons
You drowned in sympathy
I gave you room to breathe in
You held your trust in me

Just forget it, I'll regret it
Quote me on the first, 'cause the worst is to come
Don't believe it, you don't need it
Forget every word that I said that you heard

You gave me all the reason
To not pretend to need
I don't deserve this freedom
You handed off to me

Just forget it, I'll regret it
Quote me on the first, 'cause the worst is to come
Just admit it, you know you did it
Forget every word that I said that you heard

Just forget it, I'll regret it
Quote me on the first, 'cause the worst is to come
Just admit it, I know you did it
Forget every word that I said that you heard

Try and tell him something
That you don't believe you're gonna regret

Calla - Pulverized

(Des)Inspiração

I have a sequin for an eye
Pick a rose and hide my face
This is a bandit's life
It comes and goes and mends the breaks

Under a molten sky, beyond the road, we lie in wait
You think they know us now?
Wait 'til the stars come out
You'll see that

Well, I made you and now I take you back
It's too late but today I can define the lack
I made you and now I take you back

Sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
My sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right

I can still feel it when you lie
Pick a rose just to hide my face
Well, if there's something I should know
I seek no science when there is no shape

Under a molten sky, let the days collide
Well, I made you and now I take you back

Sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right
My sun, you sleep in clouds of fire
That's all and that's right

Interpol - The Scale

Tenho andado um pouco distante deste sítio. Ainda cá estou, apenas menos inspirada.

Vim deixar uma notícia semelhante à anterior mas ainda mais excitante para mim:

Anathema em Portugal
5 de Maio em Lisboa
6 de Maio no Sá da Bandeira, Porto

I almost shed a tear.

Antony and the Johnsons, 18 de Maio, Coliseu do Porto

Mas que grande notícia.

Sigur Rós

Há momentos que não se esquecem. Há coisas que são sentidas de forma única e uma única vez. Às vezes compensam gastos, eventuais sacrifícios e todas essas coisas que se tornam imensamente secundárias. No dia 11 de Novembro foi assim. Quem esteve no Campo Pequeno sabe bem do que estou a falar. Não me vou alongar sobre este assunto porque há certas coisas que não devem ser descritas, sob pena de serem diminuídas e de não lhes ser feita justiça. Fica a ideia.

Ignorem a péssima qualidade da imagem, por favor.

Hoje

Concertos

Diferentes? Talvez. Mas já cá cantam os bilhetes para todos eles:

Sábado lá estou eu.

Porcupine Tree, 8 de Outubro, Teatro Sá da Bandeira.

Sigur Ros, 11 de Novembro, Campo Pequeno.

Here I Stand
A Heartbroken Man
I Was A Bad Seed In Your Future Plan
When It Rains It Pours
That's When You Hide And Close The Door
I'll Never Be The One You Wanted

I Sent You A Letter
I Thought It'd Be Better Than Calling You

I'm Missing You
I'm The Man You Never Knew
Always Blue.over You
And I Can't Help It
I Can Not Fake It
For I Still Love You

I Don't Know You.anymore
Behind The Shell Lies Something Wounded
Have You Found Your Superman
And Does He Fit Your Master Plan
I Feel It Hard To Search For Something New

I Sent You A Letter
I Thought It Be Better Than Calling You

I'm Missing You
I'm The Man You Never Knew
Always Blue.over You
And I Can't Help It
I Can Not Fake It
For I Still Love You

I Can See The Starts Above
They Watch Us Live
They Shine Upon Our Fragile Lives.and Cry
Can I Ask You Why We Turn Our Heads The Other Way
And Look For Something We Will Never Find
Imaginary Day.when Pain Is Washed Away
Waiting For Freedom
Give Us Reason To Live
Missing You

A Hotel Where Nobody Stays
A Piano That Nobody Plays
Is What My Heart Feels Like
Empty Room Cold Dark Stairway
You Left Me Broken Hearted
All Alone On The Road To Somewhere

I'm Missing You
I'm The Man You Never Knew
Always Blue.over You
And I Can't Help It
I Can Not Fake It
For I Still Love You

- Missing You - ARK

Lugar "comunzíssimo"

A tiny flame inside my hand
A compromise I never planned
Unravel out the finer strands

And I'm looking at a blank page now
Should I fill it up with words somehow?

I whispered something in her ear
I bare my soul but she don't hear

The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky

Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips

I lay her gently on my clothes
She will leave me yes I know

And I'm looking at a blank page now
Should I fill it up with words somehow?

The scratching of a mellotron it always seemed to make her cry
Well maybe she remembers us collecting space up in the sky

Nothing rises from my feet of clay, but it's OK
Red mist spreads across my fingertips, ardour slips

Don't look at me with your mother's eyes or your killer smile
Sing a lullaby

- Mellotron Scratch - Porcupine Tree

Reassurance

Close your eyes when you feel you're going under,
Close your eyes; you can make the shore this time,
Close your eyes; you can make it through the wild,
... you can make it through the wild.

Psalms - Antimatter, from Saviour

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