Muzyka 7

Listopadowe odkrycia muzyczne.
Hurts - Better Than Love


Hurts - Wonderful Life

Hurts - Stay


Skunk Anansie - you'll Follow Me Down


Skunk Anansie - Squander


Skunk Anansie - Because of you


Skunk anansie - infidelity


Skunk Anansie - Lately


Skunk Anansie - Brazen


Skin - Purple


Skin - Lost


Pink-Please Don't Leave Me


P!nk - Sober


Anouk - Lost


Patrycja Markowska - Deszcz


Patrycja Markowska - Hello


Lisa Stanfield - Real Thing


Lisa Stansfield - Change


Lisa Stansfield - Time to make you mine


Shakira - La Tortura feat. Alejandro Sanz

La mama, de la mama, de mi mama

Nowa książka Cote (Un nuevo libro de Cote)

"La mama, de la mama, de mi mama" - czyli - "Mama mamy mojej mamy"
Ilustaracje - María José Olavarría Madariaga (http://cotepinta.blogspot.com/)

Palomita Blanca

 Ilustracja na okładce - Maria Jose Olavarria Madariaga

Wydawnictwo - Zig-Zag

Palomita Blanca (Spanish for "Little White Dove") is a 1971 novel written by Enrique Lafourcade. More than fifty editions (including "reprintings") have been published, making the novel the most widely sold novel in the history of Chilean literature, with more than a million copies sold.[1] It was written at a conflictive time in Chile's history (events leading into the election of Salvador Allende as President) and it was a sentimental time in world popular culture (events such as rock concerts and drug use). Most critics saw the novel as a knee-jerk response to Erich Segal's Love Story. A New York Times No. 1 bestseller, Segal's book became the top selling work of fiction for all of 1970 in the United States, and was translated into more than 20 languages worldwide. The motion picture of the same name was the number one box office attraction of 1971. Thus most media comments in Santiago called Lafourcade's novel "the Chilean love story." Lafourcade's marriage with Marta Blanco had ended three years earlier, and he reportedly wrote the novel inspired by his later pareja, about whom he remained quite secretive. A film based on the novel was made in 1973 by Raúl Ruiz, which was at one time believed lost forever, but a print was later found in the vaults of ChileFilms. Music for the film was written and performed by Los Jaivas. A translation to Portuguese was published in Brazil, but a translation to English by Joel Hancock of the University of Utah has remained unpublished.

Cote i Palomita Blanca:)

(zdjęcie i informacja ze strony: http://cotepinta.blogspot.com/)

Październik

Damien Rice - 9 crimes


SIA - Breathe me


Craig Armstrong - This Love

Ostatnia niedziela września (25.09.2010)

 Sweet Jane
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know those were different times
All, all the poets they studied rules of verse
And those ladies they rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And Both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sittin' down by the fire
Radio does play, look classical music there, kids
"The March Of The Wooden Soldiers"
You can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

Some people like to go out dancing
And other people like us, we gotta work
And there's even some evil mothers
They're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
And you know that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die

Anyone who ever had a heart
And wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
And wouldn't turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, oh honey, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, oh, Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane

Dark City

Dark City (1998)
Rzeczywistość z pogranicza jawy i snu. Młody mężczyzna budzi się w pokoju hotelowym. Nic nie pamięta, a na podłodze znajduje trupa dziewczyny. Z dokumentów, które przy sobie znajduje dowiaduje się, że nazywa się John Murdoch. Ucieka z obcego sobie miejsca, a jego tropem podąża policja i dziwni ludzie w czarnych ubraniach o bladych twarzach. Okazuje się, że to ci ostatni sterują wydarzeniami tego świata. O północy miasto zamiera: wszyscy - nawet na stojąco - zasypiają, a tajemnicze czarne postaci przenoszą ich bezwładne ciała z jednego miejsca w inne wymazując z ich mózgu wspomnienia... John ma bardzo niewiele czasu na rozwikłanie zagadki, gdyż po piętach depcze mu inspektor policji...

Obsada:
Rufus Sewell - John Murdoch
Jennifer Connelly - Emma Murdoch/Anna
Kiefer Sutherland - Dr Daniel Poe Schreber
William Hurt - Inspektor Frank Bumstead
Colin Friels - Eddie Walenski
Richard O'Brien - Mr Hand
Satya Gumbert - Mr Sleep
Noah Gumbert - Mr Sleep Filming Double
Nicholas Bell - Mr Rain
Bruce Spence - Mr Wall

Muzyka:
Trevor Jones
Gary Numan

Zdjęcia:
Dariusz Wolski

Kostiumy:
Liz Keogh



Song: Rumours about angels
Album:One of 18 angels (2000)
By Diary of Dreams

Film: Dark City (1998)
Directed by Alex Proyas

Lyrics:
I will plaster all you mortals with my dominating guts
I will torment revelations - I did never ask for much
I will taste the detonation while the geminis go wild
I'll absorb the human sigh, eradicate your dormant lie

Does it suck your breasts for milk, golden honey, dressed in silk
Does it feel your patient care in your dreadful glassy stare
or does it feel your true emotions in its scars and bruises burn
Do you really think your lies will tear open cloudy skies?

Feel my fingers in your wound while my eyes ascend the gloom
Questions wasting all my time - I see your eyes detesting mine
Sick of a life you never had, e.dead.motion, you look so sad
I could care less if I'd like - I let you go into the night

Is my ignorance my fate, or is my love distorted hate
Is deliverance my mate or am I sleeping while awake
Is this place that we call home adorned by devastating foam
Am I mortal, am I god - Am I brighter than you thought?

I will never beg for mercy - I will never kiss your feet
I will never ask forgiveness and all of that I want to keep!
I will guide the blind in darkness though I cannot see myself
I will whisper in a deaf ear while I know you cannot speak

and I hear rumours about angels

Last Day in Śródborów

28.06.2010

Zakończył się pewien etap.
Zaczyna się nowe.
Lepsze...?



PLACEBO