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Desagua douro de pensa mentos.
sábado, novembro 12, 2016
pela cochlea: Ryan Miller -- The Clown
I’ve been thinking about what to call you
And blowhard, blowhard's too kind
Idiot, well idiot’s too vague
With your orange face, your cotton candy hair
And your pointy red cap, your fingers in the air
Clown, Clown will have to do
The Clown, yes you’re The Clown
We’ll call you The Clown
"Leonard Cohen e Bob Dylan estavam a caminho de uma propriedade que o autor de “Just like a woman” havia comprado na Califórnia, anos atrás. Após quilômetros ao volante, Dylan comentou que um colega dos dois havia lhe dito: “Ok, Bob, você é o número 1, mas eu sou o número 2”. Cohen sorriu. Então, Dylan emendou, com um misto de admiração e imodéstia: “Até onde eu sei, Leonard, você é o número 1. Eu sou o número zero."
How the Internet Is Loosening Our Grip on the Truth - The New York Times
"In a 2008 book, I argued that the internet would usher in a “post-fact” age. Eight years later, in the death throes of an election that features a candidate who once led the campaign to lie about President Obama’s birth, there is more reason to despair about truth in the online age.
Why? Because if you study the dynamics of how information moves online today, pretty much everything conspires against truth."
pela cochlea: Joan of Arc - Jennifer Warnes & Leonard Cohen IN MEMORIAM
For me, one of the most beautiful lyrics of American Song Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc as she came riding through the dark; no moon to keep her armour bright, no man to get her through this very smoky night. She said, "I'm tired of the war, I want the kind of work I had before, a wedding dress or something white to wear upon my swollen appetite."
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, you know I've watched you riding every day and something in me yearns to win such a cold and lonesome heroine. "And who are you?" she sternly spoke to the one beneath the smoke. "Why, I'm fire," he replied, "And I love your solitude, I love your pride."
"Then fire, make your body cold, I'm going to give you mine to hold," saying this she climbed inside to be his one, to be his only bride. And deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and high above the wedding guests he hung the ashes of her wedding dress.
It was deep into his fiery heart he took the dust of Joan of Arc, and then she clearly understood if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. I saw her wince, I saw her cry, I saw the glory in her eye. Myself I long for love and light, but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
A trajetória de ‘Hallelujah’, lançada sem alarde por Leonard Cohen, em 1984, hoje um clássico
"— John Cale ouviu “Hallelujah” pela primeira vez em um show de Leonard. Isso mostra o quão obscura ela ainda era no início dos anos 1990. Quando foi convidado a participar de um tributo a Leonard, Cale escolheu “Hallelujah” e precisou contatar o escritório do cantor para pedir a letra. O que não era tão simples assim. Leonard escreveu páginas e mais páginas de versos, durante anos, e sempre mudava a escolha e a ordem quando a interpretava ao vivo, tentando achar a combinação ideal. Cale contou que saiu de casa e, quando voltou, sua sala estava coberta de folhas de fax com a letra completa."
Seleção Brasileira: Não adianta nada reclamar dos políticos se nós entramos no jogo
" Um amigo chegou a dizer: "Essa seleção dá gosto de ver depois da chegada do Tite". Acho um desgosto. É público e notório que seis meses antes de aceitar o cargo de técnico, Tite assinou um manifesto cobrando a renúncia de Del Nero, para que fossem feitas eleições livres e democráticas para o comando.
Eu não apenas sei como assinei o mesmo manifesto. Sinto-me meio palhaça por ter feito parte daquele circo e agora ver Tite posando de bonito ao lado de Del Nero.
Vou voltar a bater na mesma tecla. Todo mundo esqueceu que temos um ex-presidente da CBF preso em Nova York e que o atual não sai do país com medo de que a Interpol o mande para o xilindró? "
"Matematicamente, a conta é tão simples que está na grade curricular do ensino fundamental. É de 2,2% a proporção de estudantes que farão o Exame Nacional do Ensino Médio (Enem) um mês depois do previsto, em razão das ocupações nas escolas. São 191.494 num universo de 8,6 milhões de inscritos; dois em cada cem. Difícil crer que o aparelho burocrático do Ministério da Educação não teve tempo ou habilidade para remanejar os locais de prova de dois centésimos dos estudantes. Por trás do adiamento está a decisão política de retaliar a reação dos jovens à medida provisória da reforma do ensino médio e aos efeitos da PEC 241 (renumerada no Senado para PEC 55) no orçamento da educação."
Aos 82 anos, morre o cantor e escritor Leonard Cohen - Jornal O Globo
"Ao recriar a cobiça do rei-harpista Davi ao espiar a casada Betsabá, Cohen uniu o sacro e o profano numa substância única, de tal forma que tanto religiosos quanto amantes em estado de ebulição se deixam impressionar em uníssono. Sua música podia ser um ritmo klezmer de judeu ashkenazi, podia ser uma valsa, podia ser uma balada, ou a mescla de timbres primitivamente eletrônicos com que embalava "First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin", em 1988. Essa habilidade de transformar simbologias religiosas em metáforas de paixão foi seu principal trunfo, e lhe renderiam um repertório que influenciaria diretamente gente tão diferente quanto o grunge Kurt Cobain, o barroco Nick Cave e o operístico Rufus Wainwright, entre outros."
leia obit por Márvio Dos Anjos e André Miranda de Souza
PELA COCHLEA: Leonard Cohen Chelsea Hotel #2 Live IN MEMORIAM
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.
Indústria de bebidas alcoólicas financia oposição à legalização da maconha nos EUA
"Dossiês da Comissão de Valores Mobiliários (SEC, da sigla em inglês) mostram que grandes empresas do setor de bebidas alcoólicas revelaram a seus investidores que a maconha pode representar prejuízos aos seus resultados financeiros.
A empresa controladora da Sam Adams, Boston Beer Company, declarou a seus investidores através do formulário 10-K de desempenho financeiro que as leis que permitiriam a “venda e distribuição de maconha” podem “ter um impacto negativo na demanda” por cerveja."
Facebook’s failure: did fake news and polarized politics get Trump elected?
"Facebook will need to change its business model if it does want to address these editorial challenges. Currently, the truth of a piece of content is less important than whether it is shared, liked and monetized. These “engagement” metrics distort the media landscape, allowing clickbait, hyperbole and misinformation to proliferate. And on Facebook’s voracious news feed, the emphasis is on the quantity of posts, not spending time on powerful, authoritative, well-researched journalism.
The more we click, like and share stuff that resonates with our own world views the more Facebook feeds us with similar posts. This has progressively divided the political narrative into two distinct filter bubbles – one for conservatives and one for liberals (a blue feed and a red feed), pulling further and further apart in the run-up to election day. "
Leonard Cohen, Epic and Enigmatic Songwriter, Is Dead at 82 - The New York Times
"At some points, he was anything but prolific. He struggled for years to write some of his most celebrated songs, and he recorded just 14 studio albums in his career. Only the first qualified as a gold record in the United States for sales of 500,000 copies. But Mr. Cohen’s sophisticated, magnificently succinct lyrics, with their meditations on love sacred and profane, were widely admired by other artists and gave him a reputation as, to use the phrase his record company concocted for an advertising campaign in the early 1970s, “the master of erotic despair.”
pela cochlea: JUDY COLLINS & LEONARD COHEN - Suzanne 1976 IN MEMORIAM LEONARD COHEN
This is one of my most beloved songs of all time....
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river, You can hear the boats go by you can spend the night beside her, And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you wanna be there, And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China, And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her, Then she gets you on her wavelength and she lets the river answer, That you've always been her lover.
And you want to travel with her, And you want to travel blind, And you know that she will trust you, For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
After Donald Trump Was Elected President, Aaron Sorkin Wrote This Letter to His Daughter
"Well the world changed late last night in a way I couldn’t protect us from. That’s a terrible feeling for a father. I won’t sugarcoat it—this is truly horrible. It’s hardly the first time my candidate didn’t win (in fact it’s the sixth time) but it is the first time that a thoroughly incompetent pig with dangerous ideas, a serious psychiatric disorder, no knowledge of the world and no curiosity to learn has. "