Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
O GTIST voltou a respirar...
Há mais uma boa razão para sorrir: o GTIST (Grupo de Teatro do Instituto Superior Técnico) voltou do mundo dos mortos.
Quando se pensava que o GTIST estava tão ou mais afundado que o titânico Titanic, algo irrompeu das profundezas do oceano para trazer o GTIST à vida.
Tenho de partilhar com alguém esta alegria imensa de poder voltar a trabalhar com este grupo maravilhoso, renovado, cheio de sangue novo e energia revitalizante, isto para não falar do prazer de estar com a Susana.
Obrigado por existires, GTIST.
Obrigado por existirem, "GTISTeanos".
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Monday, September 12, 2005
Saturday, September 10, 2005
E as torres foram à Baixa
As duas torres de Tróia foram vistas ontem a meio da tarde a fazerem as ultimas compras nas "rebajas" na H&M da Rua Augusta, em Lisboa.
Apesar de terem passado bastante despercebidas em plena Baixa Lisboeta, as duas torres afirmaram que na última semana têm tido alguns problemas com os paparazzi, tendo já entrado em contacto com o grupo de segurança privada da Lili Caneças.
As duas torres de Tróia foram vistas ontem a meio da tarde a fazerem as ultimas compras nas "rebajas" na H&M da Rua Augusta, em Lisboa.
Apesar de terem passado bastante despercebidas em plena Baixa Lisboeta, as duas torres afirmaram que na última semana têm tido alguns problemas com os paparazzi, tendo já entrado em contacto com o grupo de segurança privada da Lili Caneças.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Monday, September 05, 2005
Saturday, September 03, 2005
A recuperar de um dia chuvoso
Marianne Faithfull, The Salisbury Pub, London (1964) by Gered Mankowitz
Hated by all and everywhere he goes
Blazing contempt for human life and lies
Murder as art and what he knows he knows
from life and fear in other people's eyes
Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
She walks the boulevard without a care
Knowing too much but having come so far
Pretending life is just a game you play for nothing
Loving no-one and no-where
Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
She looks as if expecting a surprise
Maybe an encounter that will change her life
Not knowing hot from cold or good for bad
If life is just a joke or if it makes her sad
Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
Marianne Faithfull, Crazy love, Before The Poison (2005)
Marianne Faithfull, The Salisbury Pub, London (1964) by Gered Mankowitz
Hated by all and everywhere he goes
Blazing contempt for human life and lies
Murder as art and what he knows he knows
from life and fear in other people's eyes
Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
She walks the boulevard without a care
Knowing too much but having come so far
Pretending life is just a game you play for nothing
Loving no-one and no-where
Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
She looks as if expecting a surprise
Maybe an encounter that will change her life
Not knowing hot from cold or good for bad
If life is just a joke or if it makes her sad
Crazy love is all around me
Love is crazy love is kind
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
Crazy love is all around me
Love goes crazy given time
But I know somehow you'll find me
Love is crazy love is blind
Marianne Faithfull, Crazy love, Before The Poison (2005)
Friday, September 02, 2005
Isto hoje não está a correr nada bem...
Why does it always rain on me?
Why does it always rain on me?
I can't sleep tonight
Everybody saying everything's alright
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
I can't stand myself
I'm being held up by an invisible man
Still life on a shelf when
I got my mind on something else
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold
I can't sleep tonight
Everybody's saying everything's all right
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of the lights
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold
Why does it always rain on me?
Travis
Everybody saying everything's alright
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
I can't stand myself
I'm being held up by an invisible man
Still life on a shelf when
I got my mind on something else
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold
I can't sleep tonight
Everybody's saying everything's all right
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of the lights
Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold
Why does it always rain on me?
Travis
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