Daniel Ribeiro: Vocals, Guitars (Electric and Acoustic), Lap Steel
Rod Hentringer: Vocals, Guitars (Bass and Acoustic)
Nathan Bomilcar: Vocals, Guitars (Electric)
Casper, the friendly drummer: Drums
LIFE IS NEVER ENOUGH FOR THOSE WHO TRY TO UNDERSTAND. ONCE YOU KNOW. YOU
MUST KNOW AGAIN. ONCE YOU SEE YOU MUST GLANCE FROM A DIFFERENT ANGLE. IN
ALL THIS THERE IS HELL AND BEAUTY. UNCERTAINTY AND JOY. TRIALS AND PEACE
OF MIND. DEATH AND TRUTH. I'M STILL HOPING TO COLLIDE WITH.
Veja Entrevista que dei para o Programa “Repertório Independente”, onde eu falo de minha carreira, minha história e apesar de estar bastante gripado, ainda canto algumas canções.
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I thought, it’s a shame that we have to live, but it’s a tragedy that we get to live only one life, because if I’d had two lives, I would have spent one of them with her. Jonathan Safran Foer
Veja Entrevista que dei para o Programa “Repertório Independente”, onde eu falo de minha carreira, minha história e apesar de estar bastante gripado, ainda canto algumas canções.
Para ver este e vários outros vídeos meus no youtube, entre no link abaixo:
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it—it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk.
But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking. . .ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: "It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish."
Once a man found two wolf pups on the beach, he took them to his home and raised them. When the pups had grown, they would swim out in to the ocean, kill a whale, and bring it to shore for the man to eat. Each day they did this, soon there was too much meat to eat and it began to spoil. When the Great Above Person saw this waste he made a fog and the wolves could not find whales to kill nor find they way back to shore. They had to remain at sea, those wolves became seawolves (Orca)
ribs...poxa, que pena que vc nao pode ir ontem - o Fabinho me falou de um evento que todos estavam trabalhando... anyways, aparece no DUNAMIS essa sexta, as 21hs.. agt se ve, dai eu te dou um EP... bjao!
