R.I.P. Mark Linkous

Gone too soon.

true story

When I was 13, one of my best friends, a girl called Jenny, wrote down the lyrics to this song on notebook paper and left it in my locker.

I felt so wanted.

the xx

I'm going away today to visit the parents. I'll be back.

In other news, I'm surprised at how much I'm into this song by The xx.

hope for haiti

Best performance in Hope for Haiti Now. Just beautiful.

And with all due respect to the cause, I shat my pants when Madonna sang Like A Prayer.

Shat. My. Pants.

i have caved

perfection

saturday and sunday

Saturday.

I went to see The Killers and they did not play I Can't Stay. I wasn't asking for much, just for them to play this song, which is my favourite. At least Brandon Flowers is a damn good front man.

The concert was outside, in the open air, amongst nature. And most probably amongst horse shit because it was held in Chácara do Jockey, a riding park here in São Paulo now used as a venue for shows. It rained cats and dogs. Enormous pools of rain water and mud formed everywhere. At the end of the night our feet were soaking wet, caked in mud. And possibly caked in the aforementioned horse shit.

And The Killers didn't play the ONE song I was looking forward to hearing.

You bastards.

Sunday.

All was well again. The Sister, Cousin B. and I got tickets for New Moon. Fabulous escapism and that is all it is meant to be.

That Mr. Pattinson is one good looking son of a bitch.

When I was little, I was very into the idea of being a vampire or a witch. It seemed so glamorous to go around in a black cape (I think witches can also have capes). So if the Twilight saga was around when I was about 10, I would very much be into these vampires with magical powers. Like a 2 in 1 deal.

But who needs to be 10 when, at 30, I am very much into a particular vampire with magical powers who walks around in a stylish array of outfits.

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And we musn't forget - he also sparkles.

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Ok, enough with that.

crappy x-mas

There are many reasons why I dislike Christmas. Premature Christmas decorations, overeating followed by an intense bout of depression, contact with relatives you wish you'd never met.

But this very nearly drives me bat shit crazy.

I dare you to find a worst, more depressing Christmas song.

i can't stay...

... because I must go to bed soon since I damn tired. But I just want to say that this weekend The Killers are playing here in São Paulo. I'm going with the Sister, L. and Cousin B.

Truth be told, I am not a huge fan of The Killers... but the Sister likes them and she wanted to go. But I have heard from more than one reliable source that their shows are incredible. So I've grown quite excited.

I don't know all of their songs and don't like all of them. Yet here is one I do like.

Have a good night.

there's no one better

"this mythological symbol of Fame is really a good girl"

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I am a Madonna fan, loyal and true.

And this is one of the best articles I have read about her, written by Liz Smith.

Read it here.

a late night snack

Tonight (better yet, last night) I went to see the Brazilian band Satanique Samba Trio. They hail from Brasília and my friend Munha is the bass player, as well as the mastermind behind this unique group. Take a look at their myspace. It'll give you a fright.

After the gig my friend and I were starving. It was already past 11 p.m. The first place that pops into our head? Galeria dos Pães, naturally.

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Galeria dos Pães (roughly translates to "bread gallery") is one of São Paulo's growing number of 24 hr bakeries. In fact, it is also a deli and restaurant that serves snacks, breakfast, lunch and dinner around the clock.

Downstairs is the deli and the sandwich bar. Their grilled cheese is my favourite. Upstairs, at night, they serve their soup buffet. My friend had the spinach soup, whereas I chose cheese and white wine soup (also a favourite. I'm into cheese.).

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The buffet also serves a large variety of breads, cheeses, deli meats, fruit salad, fruit juices and dessert. The best thing is that, being a buffet, you can eat like there is no tomorrow. And no one will judge you.

Galeria dos Pães is a popular pit stop for those who are on their way home after a night out. The first time I went there, I had been dancing my ass off all night with my best friend E. It was 4 a.m., and I could eat a horse. So E. took me to Galeria dos Pães. Not only was the food great, but the atmosphere was lively with all kinds of people recounting their escapades. And there's nothing like devouring a grilled cheese sandwich after a night of dancing. I fell for Galeria dos Pães at first sight, and at first taste.

It had me at "hello, come in and help yourself to all the bread you can stuff in your mouth in one go."

hey, mr. dj

This is Brazilian rapper Marcelo D2 with "Desabafo". I can see this song being played in some London club.

It includes a sample from this great song "Deixa eu dizer", by Brazilian singer Claudia, from 1973.