Wednesday, September 07, 2005

I Have it so Much Better with Franz Ferdinand.

So there I was behind a fish factory, at the Lisboa Soundz Festival. It started with a Portuguese Rock’n Roll band, "Bunnyranch", I already had seen this band last year, and knew what to expect: a band whose singer is also the drumplayer, and a serie of numbers that looked looked like a whole entire track. But this time I was surprised by the singer, almost didn’t recognised him, for moments I thought maybe the music would change… But it was the same singer, only now with a Tango dancer look, with a red blouse tucked in black tight pants and black shoes…Olé!
This festival had a new something for me, Sillicone Ear Pluggs, it’s ike a dough that you mold into balls, to cover your ears up. But when the ear plugs are in you still can hear, but it protects your ears from damage. When I spotted someone with ear plugs too, I felt a lot better, and started counting them, so I had something to do during "Bunnyranch"…
Jimmie Chamberland Complex, eh, instrumental…
Mogwai, eh, instrumental…So I didn’t knew these two bands, but Jimmie Chamberland sounded better than Mogwai and the drumplayer told that he loved playing with his ex-band in Portugal, "Smashing Pumpkins", (same old band talk). It wasn’t entirely instrumental, and when the guy started talking, it looked like he wouldn’t stop…
Finally, Franz Ferdinand… I was so anxious to see them, last year they did a gig at a festival, that everybody cheered. Saying it was the best concert of the festival.
And they were right, Franz Ferdinand is a spectacular band, even live, they didn’t burn the city, because it was near the river. Every singe they play, looks like a number one hit! And I even haven’t got their cd, but I will buy it soon…I hope. The only negative thing of the concert was, they didn’t play "This Fire".
Franz Ferdinand, take me out!!

Meat my Refrigerator.

Well this is another exciting story. If you are not bored enough when you finish reading this, please go to your television, if you’re in Portugal, and put channel 4 on.
A couple of weeks ago, I was cleaning the kitchen, to replace the old fridge, meanwhile the old one thru himself out of the window, automatically, when he saw the brand-new white Zanussi coming in the kitchen.
Our old refrigerator was so bad, that the ice which used to live in it had moved into my neighbour’s refrigerator. And the milk, which used to be fresh, well we started using it as vinegar. And the door was so rusty that one day it was nominated for a decoration award. When we told the jury it was rust, we were disqualified… I still don’t know why.
I think this was the refrigerator’s final breakdown, he started crying so much, we had to use an umbrella and rubber boots each time we wanted to enter the kitchen so we avoid entering it. Trying to light up a match with one hand and an umbrella in your other hand, can be a difficult task. By the way, Mrs Smith if you’re reading this, I repeat: "That flaming umbrella which fell down on your car, it wasn’t mine." And so I guess this is the reason why I started to barbecue a lot.
One day, I heard the doorbell ring, it was my downstairs neighbour, he came complaining that there was water coming from upstairs. I told him the whole situation about the award, and my neighbour gave me a hug and pulled me downstairs to his kitchen and showed me the most cutest refrigerator I had seen in whole my life, it was painted in pink and full of memo’s, there where memo’s from brands of chocolate, from cartoon’s, yellow papers with shoppinglists and a drawing made by a child. Extraordinarily the drawing was someone, that looked much like my neighbour completely wet and he was yelling with his upstairs neighbour… If my neighbour really ever yelled at me since the water came in his kitchen, I don’t know, I haven’t heard a thing, since I dedicated my self to hamburgers and the barbecue on my balcony. The smell of meat from my balcony was so intense, that when I finnaly decided to eat at the vegetarian restaurant across the street, it closed down. My cat became so sick of the smell of meat every day, that he became friends with the goldfish and Tweety. I tried eating pizza, but the delivery guy, who unfortunately was a vegetarian, refused to deliver anything to me. I don’t even think about Chinese food, the last time I ate with sticks, I spent 4 hours in a hospital without smelling a thing.
Anyway, I was telling about the refrigerator from my neighbour…
This story is to be continued…or not. (dedicated to biga ;), this last two words: or not-ou não).

"Please, Could You Tell Me the Way to Paredes de Coura?"

Paredes de Coura was a good festival, with lots of bugs, sun and music. With great names, like Queens of the Stone Age, Foo Fighters…
I will resume this.

Best Concerts: !!!, FUTUREHEADS and KAISER CHIEFS. (I didn’t see the concert of The Bravery, but heard it from the tent, and it seemed very good).

Best, great music, but static band members concert: Queens of The Stone Age.
Worst concert in matters of sound, but with a good band concert: FOO FIGHTERS. (at the first 20 minutes I couldn’t understand a thing, it was too loud).

Best, I will remember this, concert, cause I was sleeping on the floor in front of the stage: VINCENT GALLO. (Everybody sat down on the floor to listen to the concert, funny guy that Vincent Gallo).

Best, I’m sleeping concert: NICK CAVE. (sorry fans!)

Best moment of the festival: "Ai, um bicho!", "Então tira-o.", "Tiró tu! Mas não o mates, não o mates…"
Translation: "A bug!", "Well then remove it.", "Remove it yourself! But don’t kill it, don’t kill it…"