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David Fonseca seems to be a recurrent player in this blog.
It was a Vodafone Flash concert, but it actually lasted for just under 2 hours. A loooooooooooooooong flash if you ask me!
He did most of his great songs, the greatest hits of course, but also some of the lesser known songs. The audience, of course knew every single song.
He had Rita Redshoes on his band, as usual, and it was quite funny to watch her too.
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Verdade seja dita que há coisas nas quais nunca tinha pensado… E viver a vida ao contrário não era nada que eu pensasse. Começar idoso, e acabar como um bébe, era algo que nunca me passou pela cabeça. E efectivamente duvido que fosse algo que eu gostasse. Quer dizer, à medida que eu ficava mais novo, toda a gente à minha volta envelhecia. Quando me apaixonasse, ia ver a pessoa a envelhecer, enquanto eu ficava cada vez mais nova e com mais vida… Honestamente não acho que fosse algo que me agradasse minimamente.
No que toca ao filme, bem, nada a apontar. Gostei bastante. Não era exactamente o que eu estava à espera mas mesmo assim gostei bastante do resultado final.
Recomendo vivamente!
Mas no que toca a esta temática, de facto o Woody Allen não deixa de ter a sua razão, no entanto não me convence.
“In my next life I want to live my life backwards. You start out dead and get that out of the way. Then you wake up in an old people’s home feeling better every day. You get kicked out for being too healthy, go collect your pension, and then when you start work, you get a gold watch and a party on your first day. You work for 40 years until you’re young enough to enjoy your retirement. You party, drink alcohol, and are generally promiscuous, then you are ready for high school. You then go to primary school, you become a kid, you play. You have no responsibilities, you become a baby until you are born. And then you spend your last 9 months floating in luxurious spa-like conditions with central heating and room service on tap, larger quarters every day and then Voila! You finish off as an orgasm!
I rest my case.”Woody Allen
2009 started in a mellow way.
Nice and slow, nothing momentous happened. Dinner with Mum and Dad, midnight with friends, rest of the night at Pride Bar.
All exactly how it was supposed to be. Nothing more, nothing less.
But something is really missing, and i know what it is.
And i do feel it sometimes.
I don’t care about the love of cherries, that chapter is over and closed. But I did not betray that love or that friendship. I refused to do it. But good riddance, live your life the same way i’ll live mine.
I do care about attraction, feelings, love perhaps. And that is somewhere else, not here.
May 2009 be all that 2008 wasn’t. And somehow i think it is going to be.
