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Curitiba FanView... en poetica

DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
edited December 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
and
we were
beneath the black
and we were singing in it
those, brown-eyed boys were
singing with me, smiling. And.
He, the blue-eyed American Spoke
in Portuguese, Saying ~To return we
shall and soon. The gravel cracking
underneath our feet. We, to be soaking wet, our
sweat, our sweet Brazilian Breaths and fists lifted
while and to Orion watching over us and all the
lawless Hazel-eyed lovers one can count on thirty
thousand fingers in the dark. And. We were beneath
the Black. And we were singing in it. I couldn't see
and so he put me on the Porch.. Like a catwalk... I approached Eddie...
I said to him with sway (the pendulum of bone mid-day ROCK and ROLL RAISED). I am here, my Love. And. I think
you rock the fucking MIC!



hells yes.
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  • FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Coolage. :cool:
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    You were there?

    It seems like it must have been an exciting concert. :)
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  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    :D That's SO awesome, PastaNazi!!!!!!!!!!!! Glad you had a blast. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • EvilToasterElfEvilToasterElf Posts: 1,119
    Nicely done, now I've got poetic longing.

    US TOUR!
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,265
    That's excellent you were able to go. I saw the posted photographs, and I thought, "So, that's where Bibliobella's Paolo is from? I thought it was Spain." Who'd knew.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Hey hey...

    thanks y'all... I wrote that in the hotel lobby waiting for my friends to get their asses up so we could hit the road back through endless miles of Banana Ranches to Sao Paulo.

    It was a lovely night. The poem's a bit rough, I know. But it stays like it is. wtf, yeah?

    Special thanks to CLOSETVEDDER for lifting me up over that barricade. I've never been closer to Ed in my life.... of course, the medics were walking me out of there. A firm grip under my bicep and all... they're no fun, whatsoever.

    (No worries... I just wanted out of that smashy crowd for a moment... and I wanted to get close to the stage, too. I did it second night in Sao Paulo, too... and Ed nodded to me for the now Third Time in my life.)

    I went to the medic tent and giggled at all the concerned health care operatives with their misplaced concerned. They laughed too (in Portugese, of course)... and let me go.

    I got bored after about 15 minutes of solitude and worked my way back through the crowd... back to CLOSET and Dan.Reis and RiotAct and company.

    The sound at that show was killer. Totally loud and completely clear.

    We ate well after the show... after all the shows, actually... and then hit the hay like so many Sumos.

    Bib? Err, um.... Ms. Haiku? I'm a dolt and I've no idea to which you refer. Please enlighten?

    Obrigado :D

    Rachel
  • jaqueline huyerjaqueline huyer Posts: 23
    Eu também fui no show...só que em PoRto Alegre!!! E estava fantástico eu já era apaixonada pela banda...mas fiquei enlouuuuuuuuuquecida por eles todos...Beijos e valeu!jaqueline
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Hey Jacque!!!


    :)


    I thought I'd come out of Brazil with more Portuguese than I did...

    es cupa!

    :)

    eui non falla Portuguese ~ STILL!!!


    I loved Brasil, though... every moment of it!
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