terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2009

It´s been a while.
I am not the type of writing, at least I haven´t felt in the mood for the last months.

Lots of things happened.
Still waiting for some consequences.
Or for some good results from them.
Roadtrip to Germany
India from the 2nd feb till 30th april.
Stepback! gigs for christmas.
Secil Universities Finals.
Office goin.
Presistence tour and TGOAT´s gig in amsterdam
Broken Distance , Pressure and Critical Point in Rotterdam
Bike completely broken
Flight to Portugal pretty soon

promises kept

sábado, 24 de outubro de 2009

Can´t get this out of my mind!

Dias chuvosos, ventania.
Amanha há sights and sounds e meneater em Haarlem. É pra ir^!
Sinto falta do sol!
Poster pro India10 e txt quase terminados.
Massa pra almoço chega pra jantar.
Ya, é isso!

A ouvir Deart Tonight - Broken Golden Rules

terça-feira, 20 de outubro de 2009

segunda-feira, 19 de outubro de 2009

Inferno para herois

Saudades de pegar neste cd, transmition disrupt.
O engraçado é que o descobri no inicio da faculdade, primeiro ano.
Continua actual as fuck.

Quarta-feira vamos a berlim?
Ou Leipzig?

hell is for heroes - models for the programme

Taste of mercury,
needles in your eyes,
creating the need,
shaping hearts to kill.
Searching for the catch,
settle for some change,
learning to adapt,
this is,this is a crack down.

A look of contempt.
Its just a passing wave...

Models for the programme,
sharpening up to suit your part.
Talk in flying colours,
take your orders from above...

Make your bid for calm,
pushing for restraint.
Learning to obey,
down on your knees and pray.

A look of contempt,
a flash in the pan,
and you're up for sale,
but its not your day,
you just bite your tongue
'till it starts to bleed.
Nowhere left to run,
from me.

Models for the programme,
sharpening up to suit your part.
Talk in flying colours,
take your orders from above...

I'm not qualifying.
Satisfy your basic need.
Falling short of targets.
Who's agenda is it now?
Is it now?

Models for the programme,
sharpening up to suit your part.
Talk in flying colours,
take your orders from above...

I'm not really sure,
how we came to this.

domingo, 18 de outubro de 2009


Well, some days have passed. So many miles that I´ve lost track.
To start with, Ignition.
What a great time I had back in my home town and country. Cool people to hang with, great music and great concerts. Lots of people and amazing gigs...the best...If I could had to that line-up hell is for heroes and gatechien would be even better. rocked!

The neds again, and lots of work rolling here. Strange and mixed feellings about it. If in a part I feel like I am going allright, in the other I think that I am not going in the right direction. Well, only time will tell.

Life is being a surprise, as the amount of work and as the rain falls I kind adapt to this new reality. Allways missing what is important for me, my family, friends, girl and my music. Yeah, it´s kind of hard to deal with all without those pillars, but I am doing it and everything is great. I can´t complain about anything at all. I am lucky dude. Really.

Last night we have been to Amsterdam, and we had a good time. Met a Portuguese dude that payed lots of beers and was pretty ok! The city was great and the red light is not as good as they talk about.hahaha.And there was some kicking and punching, a thing that I was kind of missing but now I regret. But yeah, was ok.

Today is a rainy day, as usual. Getting into sights and sounds and the new men eater´s album, so I will probably see them in Harlem when comming back from the road trip...probably we are going to do our way to berlin, conquer that shait!

well, everything for now, some snapshots of what this three weeks were all about!

Love, friendship and music.

p.s. all this stuff is written in stone. as the HH lyrics, something more than ink tells me about it. I am straight but not edge, but for me that lyrics tells me way more than that.

segunda-feira, 21 de setembro de 2009


não é pouco.

mas também não é assim tanto.














winds of change, playing on the radio. 3 o´clock beating. 20h on the road. with stops, for sure. shit allways rollin. germany traffic pissed us off. autobahn can be as shitty as godlike.

austria, those temples of wood. green fields and amazing mountains.

would you pay 5€ an hour for the best water space ever? I payed, and I really don´t regret it. once in a life experience.

oktoberfest, we were there. taking a 5€ beer, that makes us feel like a wise guy in a crazy kingdom. show off. the empire of the drunk.

zurich and the racionalism of a country that has (almost) everything in place. cold maths going there.

and, friendship.

in the end, that´s what counts.

grab life

get the most

guns up! - Outlive
Sitting here, im wondering whyNothings getting better with the passing of time.the worlds is spinning, it's all going to end.And there's no running from the troubles were dealt.hating life, standing byonly to realize i passed on timeand where i'm looking, no one could ever findbut everyones writing line after line;"you live and you die, i think im losing my mind.slowly but surely im losing control."Outlive
I guess these are times where you learn to live i know these are times when you have to outlive.

quinta-feira, 10 de setembro de 2009

quarta-feira, 9 de setembro de 2009





dia de chuva!

maquete 1/33 on its way

terça-feira, 8 de setembro de 2009

Finalmente. Learning from las vegas sunny style.

Pedir um fino a uma brasileira num bar académico holandês parece tudo menos real. Muito menos se for as 5 da tarde, a happy hour aqui da zona.

Logo há BEEBOP, o bar de jazz cá da zona.

Depois há um apeadeiro para acabar.

E amanha maquete 1 / 33 para fazer.

this is all for now.


Now here I go,Hope I dont break down,

I wont take anything, I dont need anything,

Dont want to exist, I cant persist,

Please stop before I do it again,

Just talk about nothing, lets talk about nothing,

Lets talk about no one, please talk about no one, someone, anyone

You and me have a disease,You affect me, you infect me,

Im afflicted, youre addicted,

You and me, you and me

Im on the edge,Get against the wall,

Im so distracted,I love to strike you,

Heres my confession,You learned your lesson,

Stop me before I do it again

Youre clear - as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you - like an ocean,

We can work it out, Ive been running out,

now Im running out Dont be mad about it baby,

You and me, you and me,I want to tie you, crucify you,Kneel before you, revile your body,You and me, were made in heaven,I want to take you, I want to break you,Supplicate you, are incurable,I want to bathe you in holy water I want to kill you,Upon the alter, you and me, you and me

segunda-feira, 7 de setembro de 2009



tomar banho


faculdade. "you should be here at the attending hours, not now." fuck off.



wanna be startin somethin nos speakers públicos e a bom volume, leite, suminho de frutas, água, vegetais. rica maneira de (re)começar o dia.


e ai começou a demanda, de em 15 minutos imprimir meia duzia de pdfs em A4. Mas ao que parece, para quem é estrangeiro, e latino, as coisas ou não funcionam bem, ou então não são bem do modo como estamos habituados a faze-las.

Ora bem, quem já não se dirigiu á reprografia da sua faculdade, com uma pendisk, para imprimir meia duzia de folhinhas a BW a 5cent cada?


Aqui para além de não terem A4 como standard de reprografia, para o fazermos precisamos de ir a webprint.tudelft.nl e de um CHIPASDASDSGEWTJFWANBFOWAQNHFIVNWEIPVBOERFBNVOINBVOSNDFCOIAJDIWACARD para tal efeito,o que resumidamente significa, 3 semanas de espera pela merda de um cartão qualquer.

Ora bem. Passo seguinte? encontrar uma lojinha de 20m2 onde podemos pagar 5cents por uma impressora básica que imprima uns quantos textos.

Uma hora depois, encontramos uma tal lojinha que nos cobrou 20cent a folha, e que fez de uma mera impressão de trabalho, 1/4 de orçamento para comprar uma impressora caseira.

Ao menos o material de leitura revelou-se interessantissimo, imaginando-me eu na Strip de Las Vegas (strip é a tripa da cidade, não o teasing para adultos), trocando os tijolinhos castanhos por meras plaquinhas luminosas.

learning from las vegas.


domingo, 6 de setembro de 2009

dirty days in delft.

3 da tarde.

tempo mesmo off.

ainda não grandes impressões a serem tiradas.

cidade mesmo do tipo acolhedora, pituresca, distante também.

let it roll!

a vista do quarto