Saturday, May 24, 2008

Je vais voir le monde

Ice cream with best friends, rivers, city buskers, traffic lights, long stairs, old churches, smiles, faces, crossing streets, icy cold white wine, balconies, neighbors, jeans, tank tops, waving hello ...all these do not exist in my life.
But Dalida does and so does Gigi and all the notes and ups and downs and riffs and acoustics.
Chante chante!

Friday, May 23, 2008

another name
















You're so beautiful
Will you dance with me?
My favorite song is only three minutes long
Will you dance with me?
Will you help me make it mine?

Let's dance together
I promise, only 3 minutes
We won't be all alone
You & me & the music
That's a big crowd
Will you dance with me?

Take me back to the happy days
The past that made sense
The past that I lost
The past that I bargained for the future.

Dance with me to my favorite song
Forget your dot com life and your dot com girlfriend
Dance with do re mi me
Dance with cha cha me
Dance with me.

I don't need him all the time

Today I am alone. I like the feeling. I am listening to music now, Kid Francescoli, and every musical note makes sense to me. I give it all I have. I have to fix my room, but can't find the energy or the conviction to do it. It's not entertaining. Tonight I'm going to a party with a colleague. Not really looking forward to it, but beats lying in a death pose in front of the TV and going through the 18 channels that I have trying to find a decent movie to watch. Sean is holding that party. I don't know who Sean is. I think he's the redhead whose office is beside Kelly's, but I'm not sure. I've been at this job for 2 months, I still have not memorized all the names to all the faces. I remember the foreign names only, but anyway...
My supervisor is out of town, won't be back before another week. I like it better when he's at the office. I work more conscientiously when he's around. I'm a lazy ass, right? That is what you're thinking, I know. But I am not.
This is my distraction: www.deezer.com: MUSIC
I am an old-fashioned groupie.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

maschera antigas


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Holocaust

"Don't think that because you haven't heard from me for a while that I went to sleep. I am still here, like a spirit roaming the night. Thirsty, hungry, seldom stopping to rest."
Spike Lee

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Mnemonic /nɪˈmɒnɪk/ [ni-mon-ik]


http://www.akeelahandthebee.com/

Thursday, February 14, 2008