Nunca mais é terça-feira...

Depois de anos em que apenas me era permitido sonhar com isso, é já no dia 25 que vou puder assistir aos The Police ao vivo, com a formação original... E os dias que não passam...
Tenho um destes há varios meses e finalmente vou usá-lo!

King Of Pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today
(That`s my soul up there)
It's the same old thing as yesterday
(That`s my soul up there)
That's a black hat caught in a high tree top
(There`s my soul up there)
There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop
(That`s my soul up there)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a blue whale beached by a spring tide's ebb
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web
(That`s my soul up there)

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of pain

There's a red fox torn by a huntsman's pack
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a black-winged gull with a broken back
(That`s my soul up there)
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

king of pain
king of pain
king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain
I'll always be king of pain . . .
(The Police)

Assim sim...

Reconheço como uma falha grave não ter conhecimento deste video antes. Encontrei-o no blog do Bruno Nogueira e desde logo fiquei abismado. Trata-se do discurso de John Cleese no funeral de Graham Chapman, membro falecido dos Monty Python (e curiosamente um dos autores do "Dead Parrot Sketch", referência maior para o nome deste blogue).
Sou conhecido pela minha posição digamos que... controversa em relação a funerais. Não vou, não concordo, não gosto... Ou, nas palavras uma boa amiga: "I don't do funerals".
A discussão podia ser longa e por isso fica para outra altura, mas apenas digo isto:
Nunca vi nenhum tão próximo daquilo que é a minha posição sobre isso, fossem sempre assim e certamente estaria lá.

Unfinished Sympathy

I know that I've been mad in love before
And how it could be with you
Really hurt me baby, really cut me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

The curiousness of your potential kiss
Has got my mind and body aching
Really hurt me baby, really cut me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

Like a soul without a mind
In a body without a heart
I'm missing every part
(Massive Attack)

É já a 17 de Setembro, pela 3ª vez... :)