i used to live in a voodoo city
where every little thing had its own secret life


(yacht - psychic city, 2009)

- in this picture, there are forty-seven people. none of them can be seen.


(and now for something completely different - ian macnaughton, 1971)

é duro dizer isto, mas temos o dever de não ter um colapso.


(iris murdoch - henry e cato, 1976)

careless in our summer clothes 
splashing around
in the muck and the mire


(cold war kids - hang me up to dry, 2007)