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Tales from London from a Tuga's point of view. (Tuga << Portuga << Portuguese)

February 24, 2005

Girls Aloud vs The Dears

Tuesday night. Tough competition.
The same day at the same time, Girls Aloud and The Dears were doing signings and playing live at HMV (the girls) and Virgin (the boys and girl).

Davide and I decided to go and see Girls Aloud for two main reasons:
1. We like them, and her new single is very good;
2. Davide had seen the Dears already and didn't enjoy seeing them live that much

So, we get to HMV, we had totally missed the queue. When we got to where everyone was supposed to queue up, there was no one - the people at Virgin had moved everyone. So, someone took us to to where everyone was, and put us at the beginning of the queue. So it was cool being the last to get there and one of the first to chat to the girls and have an autographed single. The girls are absolutely stunning, and they were a bit bored doing the signing, apart from Nadine the Irish girl. She was really sweet. Me likes her.

And since this happened in about 10 minutes, we could actually run to HMV and still saw The Dears play live. They played "lost in the plot", "who are you, defenders of the universe", "22: the death of all romance" amongst others from their brilliant album "no cities left". They also played a few I never heard before, hopefully new material.

February 22, 2005

Snow

Last nite I was caught on a snow storm when I was getting home. How marvellous is that?

Snow whitens the soul. It just cheers you up.
Or as the great José Cid would put "Cai neve em Nova Iorque, faz Sol no meu país"

February 21, 2005

BE and the Elections



BE stands for Bloco de Esquerda (Left Wing Block) and they have always been my favourite political party.
They are the gathering of 3 small left wing parties (it's 3 isn't it?) and I still remember when one of them (PSR) threw a bucket full of animal feaces (or shite, or dung) to Jean-Marie Le Pen when he dared to go to Portugal to make extreme right political alliances with the ultra-right shite-y party that we used to have. I loved it. It marked my start in kind-of-active Politics.

From the results of yesterday's Portuguese Parliament elections, apart from the obvious winners - the Socialist Party won with an absolute majority of 45% of the votes - BE are the runners-up, with a result that nearly trebled their previous one, they got from 3 to 8 elected MPs [4 for Lisbon, 2 for Setubal and 2 for Porto] [They were 400 votes short of electing 1 MP for Braga, and 200 votes short of another for Aveiro]

The results, as published by the News Agency Lusa (oh memories...) are:

PS (Socialists - centre-left)........... 120 MPs
PSD (Social Democrats - centre-right) ... 72 MPs
CDU (Communists + Green - left) ......... 14 MPs
CDS-PP (Popular Party - right) .......... 12 MPs
BE (left) ................................ 8 MPs

The previous government was a PSD + CDS-PP coallition and I'm glad they were clearly defeated. The non-elected former Prime Minister, Pedro Santana Lopes has always been known for being someone who wouldn't finish anything in his professional or political career. He has a thing with spotlights, he's always there where there is a speech to be made or an opinion to give.

I'm quite optimistic with these results, as I believe that any new situation could never be worst than the one of the past 2 and a half years.

February 17, 2005

Fierce Girl



They're one of my favourite bands at the moment. Although they only have 2 singles to show for, I love their sound, attitude and looks.

The first one is "double drop" from last year. They are South London boyz and you can tell by their lyrics and accents.

This year they released "what makes a girl fierce". They have had good reviews from the NME to the Guardian, from Boyz to QX. Everyone seems to like them. They're fun.

"Kat Slater is our sister".

Keep an eye on them.

The Independent on the Portuguese Elections

Extremists likely to make gains as main parties fail to find answers to Portugal's malaise

By Elizabeth Nash in Lisbon
17 February 2005

Three days before Portugal goes to the polls, a website is urging people to cast a blank vote, registering their disillusion by abstaining in person.

It is an apt indicator of a country that appears to have lost its way politically.

Cynicism and gloom about the future have plumbed levels unprecedented in modern Portugal. A succession of weak governments has failed to turn around a flagging economy to the point that the country is now in deep trouble. But no remedies appear to be on offer.

After an inconclusive television debate between party leaders, Jose Manuel Fernandes, the prominent commentator, said yesterday: "They were asked what sacrifices were needed, but they didn't reply. They promised to create jobs, encourage investment, improve education. But how? They didn't say."

Sunday's election comes two years early, following the collapse of the conservative Social Democratic government last November, four chaotic months after Jose Manuel Durao Barroso quit as prime minister to head the European Commission. Pedro Santana Lopes took over, but his government - in an uneasy coalition with the right-wing Popular Party - never recovered from Mr Barroso's departure in July. People failed to warm to a prime minister they never elected, and detractors called him a lightweight. Jose Socrates's Socialists are expected to win on Sunday, but not necessarily by a landslide. Memories are still raw about how Antonio Guterres led the Socialists to power in 1996 promising much, and delivered little. But Mr Socrates is untried and uncharismatic.

More worryingly, the door is open to extremists for the first time since the so-called Carnation Revolution, which ushered in an era dominated by the two main parties. With the Socialists and the Social Democrats (formerly the conservative Popular Democrats) now at their lowest ebb, only the far left and far right are expected to make gains.

It is a drastic decline from the optimism of 10 years ago. Money poured in from Brussels to build the motorways that now criss-cross the country. Expo 98 crowned a moment of euphoria and confidence when Lisbon was cool and every young European wanted to be seen in its African nightclubs.

Mr Guterres's sensitive Socialism seemed to offer the magic formula for modernising one of the most backward economies of Europe. Now Europe's good pupil is bottom of the class. And Mr Guterres's golden years are being revised with many suggesting that he reaped the benefits of the harsh, unpopular policies previously pursued by right-wing Anibal Cavaco Silva, who ruled for a decade with Thatcherite commitment to the free market.

Mr Cavaco Silva, who boasted "I rarely have doubts and I am never wrong", is regarded with sneaking nostalgia as someone who at least had a vision of what to do. He is tipped to succeed Jorge Sampaio as president in 2006.

Those glory days of Cool Lusitania, when young professionals bought new flats with huge mortgages, were largely confined to the capital. Outside Lisbon, in the rural interior, picturesque landscapes concealed an economy of textile sweatshops and shoe factories that exploited an ill-educated workforce, including children.

Those factories are now doomed. Savaged by competition from China, a record number of Portuguese textile factories closed last year, leaving hundreds of thousands out of work. Dole is not generous. Opportunities to reskill barely exist. Tourism is touted as the activity of the future, but no one is offering a 40-year-old factory hand a course in catering studies. Fishing is dead. Agriculture, with fields parched in the worst drought for years, is moribund.

One of the EU's poorest members, Portugal has the widest wealth gap, the poorest record in education and social welfare, and trails newcomers Slovenia and Cyprus in GDP.

All this deepened the public's already jaundiced view of their politicians. "There's no light visible at the end of the tunnel," said Jose Manuel Fernandes. "Which is not surprising because everyone's looking back instead of forward. No politician offers any hope for the future."


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[GDP means Gross Domestic Product. In Portuguese, PIB Produto Interno Bruto]

It's a bit awkward reading 20 years of my political History being ridiculed and turned to dust in a 15 minutes article. But, in fact, this is the state Portugal is at the moment and there is no clear solution ahead.
If there was a light at the end of the tunnel, we'd see a strong and charismatic opposition, this government would disappear, and there would be at least one credible political party to choose from.

I'm a bit ashamed for not voting this Sunday, but would be too much of a hassle and waste of money to fly to Lisbon to vote on these so uninteresting elections.

The Party - the pre-week and the night

What a party that was.

When: 12 Feb 2005, from 7pm onwards.
Where: Upstairs Room at the Retro Bar.
Who: Me and everyone invited.

Early in the week, my dear friend Ray of Light (we call her Luisa) came on a holiday which made my first week of a new job seem like a blessing. We had fun. And she brought a bit of her sunshine to London indeed.

We went to see the Readers Wifes in concert on Thursday, which was really good. An article on them will follow on my blog. For the time being, check their website for more information on them. The show had two songs with Justin Bond from Kiki And Herb, which made it even more interesting and definitely was a surplus to their show. Again, an article will follow on them later on.

Friday, Luisa and I went to Tate Modern for the Joseph Beuys exhibition, which was quite uninteresting, but hey, that's modern art for you - you can't enjoy everything.
As well on Friday after a night out at Popstarz with Mario and Pedro - another two friends from Lisbon who came to London for my birthday (yeah right) - I had to wait for two other friends from Barcelona, Jeni and Sergi. I love Jeni, she is such good fun. I'm so glad they could make it.

So, the party in my opinion, was a smash hit. Most of the people I invited turned up - Julie, Michelle and Jonny, Tom, Davide and Adam, Aidan, Gavin. Joe, Roberto and more friends, Chris, Sofia, Massive, Katia Pantera Negra, amongst others. The most missed was Susana, who was ill that day and unfortunately couldn't make it. But the room was packed with good friends. At least from 8.

I was there by myself from 7 until 7.45. At the bar drinking in a room with birthday decorations and balloons and food, just by myself and the barman. "I do have friends. They'll be here any minute now..."

4 hours later, very nice cards and presents, we head off to Shinky Shonky for a bit of shinky and a bit of shonky. Good fun, lots of dancing, Boogaloo Stu in da crazy muthafuckin' house.

It was great, apart from the fact that I had to get back to the club half an hour after I left. I had taken the wrong bag from the cloakroom and had taken someone else's presents home with me...

29

I'm 29 now. It's great.

February 16, 2005

The Independent on Sister Lucia

Sister Lucia, last of the three shepherd children who saw the Virgin Mary, is buried

By Elizabeth Nash in Coimbra, Portugal
16 February 2005


Thousands of devout followers of Sister Lucia, one of three shepherd children who saw an apparition of the Virgin Mary near the Portuguese village of Fatima in 1917, flocked to Coimbra yesterday for her funeral.

The cathedral steps and steep streets of this ancient university city were packed with old women wearing dark shawls and pious expressions.

Many sang, others whispered prayers with a rosary between their fingers, or carried bouquets. Officials whisked the flowers from their hands as they entered the creamy, gilded cathedral to file past the coffin before the funeral began.

"I saw her face through the glass top. She radiated peace. She made me feel totally at peace," said Isabel Lourenco, 49, as she stood in the cobbled square and squinted in the sunshine after saying farewell to a woman she adored. "I'm going to wait here, then follow the coffin."

The remains of Lucia de Jesus de los Santos, who died on Sunday, will be returned for burial after the service to the Carmelite convent of Saint Teresa across town where she had been cloistered for 57 years. Next year, her body will be transferred to the basilica in Fatima to join her two cousins, Blessed Jacinta and Blessed Francisco, who died three years after the virgin was said to have appeared to them in a field while they were watching sheep. The spot has become an important Catholic shrine and Portuguese national symbol, visited by millions of pilgrims every year, some crawling on their knees for long distances.

Conservative political leaders, including the beleaguered Prime Minister, Pedro Santana Lopes, who faces a tough election challenge on Sunday, attended the service along with a papal envoy, Archbishop Bertone of Genoa.

Mr Santana Lopes declared yesterday to be a national day of mourning, and flags few at half-mast. But some bishops complained the Prime Minister was exploiting Sister Lucia's death for political advantage.

The fervour displayed by pilgrims to Fatima reached new heights when the Pope beatified Jacinta and Francisco at the site in May 2000, but it was held in check yesterday in Coimbra. Rather, everyone exuded intense, subdued devotion. Some Portuguese clerics had urged worshippers not to display excesses of "fanaticism".

Jose Ribeiro, 56, a veteran of Portugal's war in Mozambique in the Seventies stood ramrod straight in a black suit. He had driven with his daughter Elena, 26, a checkout operator, 200 kilometres from the town of Braga, renowned for its religiosity. "We wanted to show the depth of our faith," he said. "Lucia was a simple person, who wanted peace and goodwill in the world. We need more of that." Elena added: "We visit Fatima three or four times a year, sometimes spend days there in a caravan."

Sceptics say the visions seen by three frightened, ill-fed, illiterate children were manipulated by bishops and the fascist dictatorship of Antonio Salazar. Lucia entered a convent as a teenager and wrote only years later of the virgin's "secrets" regarding war and communism, under strict clerical supervision. For decades Portuguese people complained their lives were dominated by "football, fado and Fatima".

The Pope believes the Virgin of Fatima saved him from an assassin's bullet in 1981 and he is devoted to her. He sent a warm message that the Bishop of Coimbra read to the congregration. As dusk fell, they waved white handkerchiefs as the coffin was carried into streets lined with worshippers.

February 14, 2005

Sister Lucia

Well, one of the most iconic people in Portugal has died today. Sister Lucia saw the Virgin Mary when she was a child. Some people say she and her two cousins were doing shrooms - they were around 8 years old at the time, so they were a bit too young for that.
They were all shepherds when it happened. I feel a connection, being the grandson of shepherds myself.

February 09, 2005

Almost 29

Quiet month, but eventful.

Have a new job. A proper one. Like in the old days (remember 2000 Lisbon?) It took me by surprise, same company, huge promotion. No more data entry, I'm now a Yuppie again.

Anyway, apart from that, the major news is actually that I'll be 29 this Saturday. I don't feel 30 but I'm getting there. Is it scary? No. I feel more comfortable with everything (life, love, people, things) every day. We'll chat again next year.

This Saturday big party at the Retro, hopefully it'll be a good one. There will be pictures to prove it.

29Y-2.5D

L:uis.