The new stars of Chippendales

Just because I had too much free time at the internet… xD

Simon Lebon

Nick Rhodes

John Taylor

Roger Taylor

and special guest David Sylvian

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Home Studio

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Yes, I know my smile looks kinda psicho in there…but I was laughing and couldn´t stop…I dare you to stay five minutes with Amanda Seato and not to laugh…impressive is the fact that she can make you laugh even if SHE is sad… o.o

She came one of these days to my home studio and we tried to write some stuff, but in the end we just got too lazy for it, leaving the guitars at home and going to have a tea/ice cream/drinks in general end-of-afternoon-sunset-party at the Docks Station. She took a lot of pics that day, including this one.

Tomorrow, for us, a little trip to a district called Icoaraci. But no Duranium anymore, thanks.

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Helloooo Spaceboy!

This video was sent me by my friend Bruno Ferreira, and for him this is the definition of Bowie´s body of work. I must say that it did had a impact (a HUGE ONE, okie?) but it will take a time for me to get used to this.

Funny how daddy´s work had so many different characteristics – and by periods! – that he can serve almost every different music tribes… =D

One thing I have to say about the images, though: thank God he doesn´t look like Edward Nigma anymore.  xD

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL DURAN DURAN APPRECIATION DAY!!!

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So, today is a  (inter?) National holiday, and I´m not kidding, the thing is for real…I searched everywhere on the web to find out how this was created, but until now not even on DD.com is informed.

But everybody is celebrating anyway. So….

Enjoy!

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This next one has been one of my favourites for AGES! Not just the song (which I really love – not matter how sad I am this song always makes me smile and dance), but the whole thing,  from type of camera to edition effects…

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This next is another favourite…I always loved BW images… *O*

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Of course there´s a lot more… =D

Lovebox 2009

I decided to upload some stuff from the Lovebox Festival that happened in London last July 18th…Duran duran was rocking the place, of course, and I haven´t uploaded any videos yet because I was waiting for good pics and good videos of course. I depend on youtube, these days when I´m not lucky enough to see my heroes close to me, and get them on film myself.

What most called my attention was Nick´s garments…oh my GOD, ODIN ALMIGHTY MY FATHER, after almost a year that my 18th century costumes went to the back of my closet – after my band Duranium´s end, I never had the chance to wear them again – this blondie being appears in a 19th century styled suit with a ASCOT TIE! *O* I died and went to heaven…now, tell me my friends, HOW CAN I NOT LOVE THIS MAN?

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King of vintage! *O*        Hail the King of fashion! \o/

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Okie, I just noticed that there´s a pin missing. Ascot ties are used with a pin, so they don´t go off  “waving a goodbye”! XD

I just love the 18th and 19th century period. In history, arts, architecture – I always considered architecture as an art anyway – and even politics of these periods are very veeery interesting. To see that fashion of the period is as interesting to him as it´s to me, makes me wanna kiss his feet! *O*

Okie, let´s see some videos:

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This intro that left a mark forever! *O*

Second best video in my humble opinion! ^_^y John seems very excited…there´s a sentence in portuguese that I would love to scream there, specially because I know he wouldn´t understand: “SE RASGA, BIXAAA!” Ahahaha I just adore Johnny.

BEST! Number one video of these uploads! *O* And it´s my fav version of Reach up, besides Alex G Cosmic Remix! =D

ahahahahahahah! That´s one of those moments when I laugh and say: I KNEW this song but didn´t knew who recorded!

Now I finally can say that I know at least ONE Chic song. XD

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Okie, here are some photos I got from this video in youtube, on the end of the concert:

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The Highways of my life

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Moving down the highways of my life
Makin’ sure I stay to the right
Moving down the highways of my life
So I shan’t be concerned
With the other side of the road

Reading all the signs along the way
Knowing where I am not what they say
My destination’s closer day by day
So I can’t concern
With the other side of the road

Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de ah
Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de ah
Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de ah
Da da dop da de ah
Down the highway da de ah

Leaving all the sorrows and the pain
There’s no love between us that remains
Although you are the one
You’re not the same
So the other side of the road
Can only take me back home

Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de da
Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de da
Da da dop da da ah
Down the highway da de da
Da da dop da de ahDown the highway da de ah

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Here is NOT my home. I´m done with Belem, and that´s a fact.

Letters from Erin

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Who would say that I finally would find Erin again? =D

Erin, my dear duranie friend from Canada, it´s been almost TEN YERS since last time we spoke…she told me a funny story on how she end up sipping some Champagne with Simon in Toronto…of course I won´t post it here…Simon says too much shit when he is drunk…XD

But I was really happy to “see” her again, she sent some pics with her and the guys *OMFG Nick is GORGEUS!!! *>*

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And there was this pic of ten years ago, when I sent her a copy of Notorious… I actually had forgotten that! o.o I do remember I´ve sent her a letter or two, and we exchanged e-mails a lot…but it was a surprise to see this picture.

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She hasn´t changed a bit. I adore her. =D

Perfect?

This was not such a perfect day for me…I don´t feel really loving and nice as I usually am. Why?

Would someone please explain the reason for this strange behaviour??

Locking Again

“My heart is a little box

A little box of feelings…”

*Music Start*

Like every little box where you keep important things, my heart has a lock. Originally, that lock was never closed. When I was a kid, it was easy to give everything inside my little box to anyone…and people usually gave me a lot to put in it too…I learned that love was about to give and receive…

But when you grow up, you´re not that safe. And love changes.The way you love changes, the way people give it back to you changes. When they give.

Someone, two years ago, denied me love. And he denied after I gave him almost everything of my recent unlocked box.

When I was 16, 17 years old I locked the box. As a tribute to someone I loved. That man died tragically. And I decided I wouldn´t love again.

But you just can´t choose sometimes, and the box was opened and locked a few other times…

Then, this person of two years ago denied me love. I´ll be clear this time, I´m sure that nobody that knows him reads this so fuck it! He was a maestro in the orchestra in Belem. I gave him more than I could. And in the end, when he had already sucked everything from me, he turns to me and says: “I´m sorry, I just don´t know how to be a boyfriend.”

Yes, I know. Sounds as ridiculous as that line said by Jack Nicholson in As good as it gets. I think it´s the same line, isn´t it?

Lesson learned. Box closed.

And properly locked.

*Music Start*

The lock was opened. I have the date: November 25th 2008. The one who opened: Nick Rhodes.

He opened and put some kindness inside the box. Before that, the box was completely empty. Of course, with some dust, that Nicholas cleaned. And he left nice and beautiful things in there.

Then, my dear sisters Fabi and Mila decided to finish what Nick started, and they flooded the box with love. But distance, and situations I´ve been through, spoiled their work. Fabi, Mila and Nick´s work is destroyed.

The Lovebox is locked again.

As usual, I come over here when I´m not really happy…this blog is my therapist, I think. Every emotion, most of them the ones that disturb my peace of mind, I leave here.

I need to cry. But I just can´t. Feels like I´m tired of crying. I feel stupid for crying for something that it´s exclusively my fault.

Very enigmatic post isn´t it?

Well, I´m not sure that I could explain even if I wanted. Thing is, for the first time, I heard some Bowie songs (that usually make me happy), and they made me sad.

*Music Start*

As I said to my dear friend Raqee, ” I´m feeling a huge melancholy and I just can´t explain why“.

I can´t. Sorry. I´m just feeling really sad, for no reason at all. And I feel like locking again.

KILLER QUEEN! *.*

She keeps Moet et Chandon
In a pretty cabinet
‘Let them eat cake’ she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Khrushchev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can’t decline

Caviar and cigarettes
Well versed in etiquette
Extraordinarily nice

She’s a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, Gelatine
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime

Recommended at the price
Insatiable an appetite
Wanna try?

To avoid complications
She never kept the same address
In conversation
She spoke just like a baroness
Met a man from China
Went down to Asia Minor
Then again incidentally
If you’re that way inclined

Perfume came naturally from Paris
for cars she couldn’t care less
Fastidious and precise

Drop of a hat she’s as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild
She’s out to get you

Recommended at the price
Insatiable in appetite
Wanna try?
You wanna try.