Lemmy

The sexiest man alive...for now

Tool, Vol III - 5/11/2006 Pavilhão Atlântico, Lisboa

Hipnotizante, absorvente...just perfect
Digam-me agora que não se consegue ter um som perfeito no Pavilhão Atlântico!

Tool, Vol II - 26/5/2006 SuperBock SuperRock, Parque Tejo, Lisboa

Foi apenas a confirmação...

Tool, Vol I - 4/6/2002 Ozzfest, Estádio do Restelo, Lisboa

This is Tool...

Uma pequena explicação

Sei que me irei socorrer sempre que necessário de palavras alheias para passar de uma forma mais clara e simples o que me apetecia escrever...não me envergonho...a imitação dos grandes mestres, sejam eles quais forem, é uma prática utilizada e aplaudida desde a Antiga Grécia...que grande aula de História a esta hora...

Seja como for, as justificações só interessam a quem as dá!

Duas faces da mesma moeda

Cada uma a seu dono...

UNS

Thinking back on what we had
want to give in, want to give up
despair washes over you
where do you go, what will you do
your mind is racing in a million directions all at once
where will you turn
you're not in this all alone
just look around, and you'll see
the answers right before your eyes
I'm here for you, and you for me
It's hard to open up, just try and you'll see
True friends will always be there

Thinking back on what we had
all those times we shared
all those times good and bad
our growing friendship has formed a bond
Never ending
You were there through it all, now it's my turn
there's no doubt, good lookin' out
when life's not fair
True friends will always be there

Good Lookin' Out - SOIA

E OUTROS

Call me a friend but you stab me in the back
you pretend we get along, it's all just an act
you always use people to get what you need
you take advantage of others to satisfy your greed
all you do is take and you never once give
don't you have any shame, the life that you live
We don't need you, you fucking scum
hope that friends like you will never come
when things turn bad for you, don't count on me
cause I'll turn my back on you as you did to me

We don't need friends like you
We don't need friends like you
We don't need friends like you
I said, we don't need friends like you ... yes

Call me a friend but you stab me in the back
you pretend we get along, it's all just an act
you always use people to get what you need
you take advantage of others to satisfy your greed
all you do is take and you never once give
don't you have any shame, the life that you live

Friends Like You - SOIA

Only You

Para ti...por apareceres e me surpreenderes todos os dias

This is for the one who saved me
accepts me for who i am, just me
and always gives back tenfold whatever i give

Respect was never ever questioned, every feeling reciprocated
mutual ideals and passion straight from the soul, from my soul

When i'm safely in your arms there i find my sanctuary
help me weather every storm, you're my sanctuary, my true love

There are those who tried to use you
even ones who would abuse you
they never took the time to see what i see
how you're always waiting for me kept me sane while all was crazy
and so i give you what's dearest to me

My true love the very first time you touched my soul
from that day on never want to let you go

Sanctuary - SOIA

O meu pequeno Buda

Este pequeno lutador tem sido o meu companheiro de todas as horas...já lá vão 6 anos!
A sua perseverança e tenacidade têm sido inspiradoras.

Today...

Começa hoje a aventura...a minha aventura, que espero não desleixar ou deixar cair no esquecimento.
Nada seria mais adequado para partilhar que um poema de Rudyard Kipling que me foi passado pelo meu Avô Toni...

Avô Toni

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you

But make allowance for their doubting too,

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master,

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breath a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;

If all men count with you, but none too much,

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

IF - Rudyard Kipling