Within the eyes, an illusion

14.2.10

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11.2.10

Hoje vi o High Fidelity

Loja de discos, róque, top 5 de tudo e mais alguma coisa, amores passados,
crise existencial, telefonemas à chuva, povo da street que até faz musica jeitosa,
Jack Black com a mania que é do róque a gozar com pessoas que vão à loja e não pedem róque.

Look! They grew up! :')

10.2.10

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6.2.10

Hoje o Strangers on a Train.

Preto e Branco, comboios, ténis, moças com óculos, crimes, estrangulamentos, parque de diversões.

Adorei.

Não me lembro porque razão arranjei este filme mas hoje tive vontade de o ver e vi e deus-má-livre que rei.
Acho que foi o primeiro do Hitchcock que vi e deu-me vontade para ver mais!

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Descoberta gira da semana:

N.W.A - Straight Outta Compton
West Coast Hip Hop

Straight Outta Compton was not the first gangsta-rap album, nor was it the first album to use such disconcerting and scabrous blasts of sound, but the music was revolutionary for two reasons. First, Dre and Yella took the vitriolic, cacophonous rampage of Public Enemy and discarded all the motivation and history behind the anger; second, they sampled laid-back jazz, psychoastral-lovetron p-funk, sweetly romantic soul, naïve doo-wop, Martha Reeves, Charles Wright and Marvin Gaye, and proceeded to lay it under the most gruesome narratives imaginable, dead ho's and cop killers. This is tantamount to using a "Happy B-Day, Grandma" Hallmark card to inform a family you just slaughtered their grandmother. It's cruel, duplicitous, perverse, horrifying, hilarious.

In some ways, Straight Outta Compton is the archetypal rap album, the one you would send into space if you wanted to ignite a stellar holocaust. It unites the paranoia of It Takes a Nation of Millions with the chill of The Chronic, while still retaining an old-school, Run-DMC-style playfulness.

Estava para colocar a Scout Niblett nesta categoria, mas Scout Niblett é muito hoje e este álbum foi muito esta semana.