A piece for assorted lunatics

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Bang, bang.

Mi ricordo quando noi
Eravamo due bambini
E puntavamo le pistole
Dai cavalli a dondolo

Bang bang
Io sparo a te
Bang bang
Tu spari a me
Bang bang
E vincerà
Bang bang
Chi al cuore colpirà.

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El miedo es un motor cultural. Si fuéramos felices no necesitaríamos del arte. Simplemente, caminaríamos en el paraíso. Sin miedo, no podríamos hacer películas.
A tope, Michael Haneke. 

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fuckyeahvintageillustration:

Poster design by Georges Leroux for the ‘Palais de L’Optique’ at the ‘Exposition Universelle, Paris, ca. 1900.
Description:Georges Leroux studied with Bonnat and had a successful career as an academic painter. To the best of our knowledge, this is the only poster he designed. This poster advertises the large telescope that was housed in the Palace of Optics, which Leroux depicts in the background.
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fuckyeahvintageillustration:

Poster design by Georges Leroux for the ‘Palais de L’Optique’ at the ‘Exposition Universelle, Paris, ca. 1900.

Description:Georges Leroux studied with Bonnat and had a successful career as an academic painter. To the best of our knowledge, this is the only poster he designed. This poster advertises the large telescope that was housed in the Palace of Optics, which Leroux depicts in the background.

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We had our day but now it’s over
We had our song but now it’s sung
We had our stroll through summers clover
But summer’s gone now, our walkin’s done

So tell me gently who be your lover
Who be your lover after I’m gone
Will it be the moon that hears your sighin’
Will it be the willow that hears your lonesome song

Will it be the rain that clings to your bosom
Will it be the sunshine that dries your golden hair
Will it be the wind that warns of my returning
Will a rose be in your arms when I find

(Source: Spotify)

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15 things that make me happy

I was tagged by Aran (enespiral)

  1. Cinema in all its forms of expression. Watching it home, going to the movies, wasting time with it, making videos. 
  2. Music. Enough said. 
  3. To know that people like Julio Cortázar, John Darnielle, Ingmar Bergman, Rosa Parks or Lauren Bacall (just to name a few of them) exist or have existed. Role models, myths, idols, masters. 
  4. Living in Paris, at least at this time of my life. Absolutely not getting over my unshakeable love for this city. 
  5. Having family (closest members) and friendship (which is obviously my chosen family) as one of the main pillars of my life.
  6. Falling in love. More than once. Getting obsessed with a face, a smell, a voice.
  7. Sex, when I’m really capable of forgetting everything else. 
  8. Walking around, finding things and places by pure chance, taping it, getting lost. Taking some time to be alone. 
  9. Travelling. Feeling like a foreigner. Wanderlust in general. Not rooting completely anywhere, and feeling like you’re a part of everywhere you go or stay. 
  10. Nature. Swimming, being in water (sorry babe I’ve shamelessly taken this one from you, but it’s the truth). 
  11. Listening to someone you deeply admire. The fact that some of these people will believe in you and support you no matter what. 
  12. Staying home. Reading in bed. Watching Friends or Game of Thrones or whatever with my friends. Enjoying a really good meal, specially when I’ve cooked it with someone else. Wasting time watching stupid videos on the Internet. 
  13. Discovering a new artist, a new photographer, a new album, a new filmmaker. 
  14. Giving up projects or ambitions that didn’t really belong to me. Find comfort in unexpected things. Just letting some things happen to you. 
  15. Getting older and giving less and less of a shit. Honestly, it’s so liberating. 

I tag: God I’m so lazy…I tag whoever wants to go on with the thing. ;)

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The Magnetic Fields - Meaningless

Meaningless
like when two fireflies flouresce
Just like everything I guess
yes yes yes
it was utterly meaningless

Even less
a little glimpse of nothingness
sucking meaning from the 
rest of this mess
Yes yes yes it was thoroughly meaningless

and if some dim bulb should say
we were in love in some way
kick all his teeth in for me
and if you feel like keeping on kicking
feel free

Meaningless
Who dare say it wasn’t meaningless?
Shout from the rooftops
and address the press
Ha ha ha it was totally meaningless


Pues eso. 

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I’m nurturing, I just wanna do my thing
And I’ll take the wrong man as naturally as I sing

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Canciones para entender la historia de mi país

1. Temps era temps, Joan Manuel Serrat

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LoDJrDeYU4 

Temps era temps
que vam sortir de l’ou
amb l’or a Moscú,
la pau al coll,
la flota al moll
i la llengua al cul,
amb els símbols arraconats,
l’aigua a la font,
les restriccions
i l’home del sac.

Temps era temps
que més que bons o dolents
eren els meus i han estat els únics.
Temps d’estraperlo i tramvies,
farinetes per sopar
i comuna i galliner a la galeria.

Temps d‘“Una, Grande y Libre”,
"Metro Goldwyn Mayer",
"Lo toma o lo deja",
"Gomas y lavajes"
Quintero, León i Quiroga;
Panellets i penellons;
Basora, César, Kubala, Moreno i Manchón.

Temps era temps
que d’hora i malament
ho vam saber tot:
qui eren els reis,
d’on vénen els nens
i què menja el llop.
Tot barrejat amb el Palé,
i la Formación del
Espíritu Nacional
i els primers divendres de mes.

Senyora Francis, m’entén?
amb aquests coneixements,
què es podia esperar de nosaltres?
Si encara no sabem, senyora,
què serem quan siguem grans
els fills d’un temps,
els fills d’un país orfe

Fills d‘“Una, Grande y Libre”,
"Metro Goldwyn Mayer",
"Lo toma o lo deja",
"Gomas y lavajes"
Quintero, León i Quiroga;
Panellets i penellons;
Basora, César, Kubala, Moreno i Manchón.


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