June 28, 2005
big yawn
I haven't had much time to write in here, but then nothing very important has happened.
Interesting fact: I've been meeting a few interesting men lately. nothing serious though. according to my dear friend Davide, the men I meet always go away for two weeks after that. There is mr. S and mr. D now. Let's see what happens in the near future. Don't bet any money on it, I tell thee.
On Saturday after 8 hours of hard work, met Sebastian in London. Sebastian is this gentle giant from Germany that I came across while living in Barcelona. We moved in to the same flat on the same week and went to live with this crazy woman in a late-twenties-life crisis. Sebastian still has nightmares about it. I couldn't even remember her name the other day, when I was reminiscing about it in Barcelona.So we went out to Wigout at Ghetto, to wig it out a bit, and it was fun fun fun. All the goodies from the chart bag, there was Missy, Gwen, Jenny, Ciara, Amerie, Girls Aloud, Kylie, Beyonce, Destiny's, and the rest of the gang. Quite good fun.
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Overworking to see if we can get the bonus for the quarter... It's gonna be hell until thursday, the end of the month. I think I have already worked a 600 hours overtime last week and this one. Oh life...
Can't wait for Berlin next week. What fun it’s gonna be, me and Suzy O by ourselves in das große kapital of Deutschland.
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More holidays coming at the end of August in Lisbon. And probably September/October in Brussels/Amsterdam/Dusseldorf.
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Yawning...
June 21, 2005
Alvaro Cunhal - Obituary in The Independent
As published in The Independent, 21 June 2005
Alvaro Cunhal
Portuguese Communist leader whose hopes were dashed by the 1974 revolution
Alvaro Barreirinhas Cunhal, politician: born Coimbra, Portugal 10 November 1913; General Secretary, Portuguese Communist Party 1961-92; married Fernanda Barroso (one daughter by Isaura Dias); died Lisbon 13 June 2005.
The dominant figure in the Portuguese Communist movement for over 50 years, Alvaro Cunhal was a brilliant intellectual and implacable political fighter whose biography needed no embellishment in order for him to be presented as an international Communist hero.
After decades of imprisonment and exile, he briefly exercised power from behind the scenes during the 1974-75 Portuguese revolution. But his unconditional loyalty to Moscow alienated youthful Marxist radicals as well as the majority of what remained a conservative society. His role in the revolution is still unexplained in key respects and he remains an enigma, having once said that "a true Communist doesn't speak about his private life".
Once political passions cooled, he acquired respect for his indomitability as well as his gifts as a writer, beyond the Marxist faithful. Despite a political career that must ultimately be judged a failure, many regard him as the most notable public figure of 20th-century Portugal after his great ideological enemy, the dictator António de Oliveira Salazar.
Cunhal was born in 1913 in the university city of Coimbra. His own family reflected the divisions in Portuguese society during the unstable parliamentary republic that lasted from 1910 to 1926. His father was a freethinking lawyer while his religiously devout mother ensured that Alvaro was baptised and went on to make his first Holy Communion. The family had moved to Lisbon by the time of the installation of what would be Europe's lengthiest right-wing dictatorship following the military coup of 1926. He began his law studies in 1931, the year in which he also joined the Portuguese Communist Party (PCP). In 1935, the year of his first visit to the Soviet Union, he became head of the party's youth movement. He went underground and was imprisoned for almost a year in 1937.
In 1939, when the time came to defend his law thesis prior to graduation, Cunhal was back in prison. He was taken under police escort to Lisbon University, where he defended his position, supporting the legalisation of abortion, before three professors who would be ministers under Salazar, including Marcelo Caetano, Salazar's successor. These conservative professors gave him high marks even though they profoundly disagreed with his thesis. Upon his release, Cunhal received a teaching post at a private school run by the father of Mário Soares, later to be his great rival on the left.
In 1943, the first congress of the PCP was held, in clandestinity, and by now Cunhal (known by the pseudonym "Duarte") was the uncontested leader of the party (although he did not officially become general secretary until 1961). He threw himself into the task of building up the party in the factories and among intellectuals. A wave of strikes in 1943 and 1944 revealed its strength and may have influenced Salazar to resist pressure for democratic change.
Cunhal spent 11 years in prison, eight of them in solitary confinement, from 1949 until his daring escape from the fort of Peniche on 3 January 1960, in circumstances still not satisfactorily explained. An iron disciplinarian, he ensured that the PCP was one of the few Western Communist parties fully to endorse the 1968 Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia. His relations with the Italian and Spanish Communist parties, which were moving away from Leninism, were poor and got worse. Nor did Cunhal enjoy close links with the African guerrilla movements, mainly Marxist in sympathy, seeking to topple Portuguese colonialism. Many younger Communists tired of Cunhal's Leninist orthodoxy and they formed breakaway Maoist and Trotskyite groups which would rise to prominence when the dictatorship was overthrown by disaffected military officers on 25 April 1974.
He returned from exile on 30 April and participated in a huge left-wing rally on May Day with Mário Soares, the leader of the Socialist Party. But both the civilian left and eventually their radical military allies were gripped by serious differences over how radical the unfolding revolution should be, and whether there was indeed any room for a conventional democratic system.
According to Soviet KGB records, published in the West in 2000 as the Mitrokhin Archive, Cunhal was convinced that the revolution in Portugal would play a decisive role in consolidating the Marxist cause worldwide following the reverse in Chile with the overthrow of the Allende government in 1973. Despite his equivocal stance towards the liberation movements in Africa before 1974, he dedicated himself to ensuring that Portugal's former colonies fell under Marxist rule and, with Soviet help, he aimed to convert Portugal into a state at least as radical as Castro's Cuba.
For a year, everything swung in his favour. There was no great resistance to the precipitate withdrawal from colonies which had been the scene of unpopular wars which had drained Portugal of its wealth and manpower. The right was disorientated, its chief standard-bearer, General António de Spinola, fleeing into exile in March 1975 after being trapped into mounting a coup. A wave of nationalisations occurred which brought private companies, banks, and vast landed estates in the south under the control of PCP activists.
Cunhal was in the government as minister without portfolio from May 1974 until July 1975, mainly serving under General Vasco Gonçalves, a longstanding Communist sympathiser. There seemed no likelihood of a US-backed coup to reverse the Marxist gains since, for most of 1974-75, Washington was paralysed by the Watergate affair. But Cunhal knew that popular support for his party stood at little more than 15 per cent. He therefore tried to shelve elections for a constituent assembly, due to be held on the first anniversary of the 1974 coup, on the grounds that the people were insufficiently prepared for democracy. But, when other party leaders agreed to the demand of radical officers that the Armed Forces Movement (MFA) could override the assembly, it was decided to hold the election. On a 91.7 per cent turnout, his more moderate opponents won over 70 per cent of the vote.
Cunhal's line then hardened. He told the Italian journalist Oriana Fallaci:
If you think the Socialist Party with its 40 per cent and the Popular Democrats with its 27 per cent constitutes the majority, you're the victim of a misunderstanding . . . I'm telling you that elections have nothing or very little to do with the dynamics of a revolution . . . I promise you there will be no parliament in Portugal.
Cunhal found a determined opponent in Soares, the socialist leader, who quit the government in July 1975 after the last independent daily paper had been seized by pro-Communist forces. Cunhal later admitted that he had underestimated the petit bourgeoisie and its ability to crush his revolutionary hopes. The West European democratic left rallied behind Soares, and a rural revolt then erupted in the conservative north. Many PCP offices were destroyed.
The unexpected ferocity of the challenge from peasant farmers fearing the expropriation of their land forced Cunhal and his allies into a profound rethink. The Communists had become isolated even in the "Red South" where ultra-leftists scorned the PCP for its refusal to unleash a full-scale revolution. With the departure of Gonçalves by the end of August, Cunhal had no real allies left at the top of an increasingly disorientated military movement.
Taken by surprise by the turn of events, the Soviet Union banked on consolidating its gains in Angola and Mozambique while hoping Portugal could stay very left-wing but still part of the West. It was the ultra-left which made the running during the last chaotic months of the revolution before moderate leftist officers restored order in November 1975. Demands to make the PCP illegal were resisted and it continued to be the third largest party in most elections, with Cunhal staying on as leader until 1992.
Portugal gradually became a conventional democracy, with the nationalisations reversed and the country inside the EU by 1986. As he became better known, Cunhal began to be reassessed. He appeared less like an ogre ready to impose a brutal police state on Portugal and more like an idealist ready to dedicate his entire being to the cause that he fervently believed in. The revelation in 1995 that he had written four novels under the pseudonym "Manuel Tiago", as well as his gifts as a painter and the imposing personal presence that he retained into his eighties, enabled him to be seen in broader terms.
But, for Cunhal, the Soviet Union remained "the sunlight for our planet" which Mikhail Gorbachev had betrayed with his perestroika and glasnost.
June 14, 2005
Vasco Gonçalves - Obituary in The Independent
As published in The Independent, 14 June 2005
General Vasco Gonçalves
Marxist prime minister of Portugal
Vasco dos Santos Gonçalves, army officer and politician: born Lisbon 3 May 1921; Prime Minister of Portugal 1974-75; married 1950 Aida Rocha Alfonso (one son, one daughter); died 11 June 2005.
The Portuguese army officer Vasco Gonçalves was at the centre of the 20-month revolution in 1974-75 that, at the height of the Cold War, convinced nervous Western leaders that Portugal was becoming a Soviet bridgehead in Western Europe.
It was unusual to see an institution like the armed forces, normally a bastion of order, embrace Marxist concepts of popular power so avidly. But the army had been radicalised by its involvement in a gruelling war, fought at the insistence of the dictator António Salazar, to preserve Portugal's large empire in Africa. The overthrow of the regime in 1974 enabled Gonçalves to emerge from obscurity to preside over rapid decolonisation, and nationalisation of banks, large firms and landed estates, before being forced out by moderate colleagues alarmed by the danger of civil war.
The son of a businessman and supporter of Salazar, Gonçalves aligned with the Communist Party in his youth and remained a covert Marxist while pursuing an army career. He had attained the rank of captain by 1959, when he was involved in a failed coup attempt against Salazar. In 1973, he was one of the most senior officers to enrol in the Armed Forces Movement (MFA), the underground organisation which toppled the dictatorship on 25 April 1974.
His appointment as Prime Minister on 18 July that year confirmed the ascendancy of revolutionary officers who wished to move conservative and poverty-stricken Portugal in a profoundly radical direction. The Communist Party (PCP) had emerged from clandestinity as the largest and best-organised political movement in the country. Gonçalves, while concealing his allegiance to the party, assisted it to acquire control of much of the central and local bureaucracy, the media and especially private property nationalised during a wave of occupations in March 1975.
This caused alarm in Washington, with the US Republican Senator James Buckley declaring, "There is nothing else now going on in the world - not in South-East Asia, not even in the Middle East - half so important and so ominous as the Communist drive to power in Portugal."
But Gonçalves lacked charisma and decisiveness and was dependent on advice from his Communist allies. His authority began to wane after elections for a constituent assembly on 25 April 1975 gave victory to the moderate Socialist Party led by Mário Soares.
Soares and his allies quit the government in July and launched a campaign of civil disobedience. Gonçalves now found himself out of his depth. He failed to be a unifying influence within the military where different radical factions emerged. The country also split in two, leading to fears of a bloody north-south confrontation.
Gonçalves's address to Communist militants in the Lisbon suburb of Almada on 18 August 1975 was one of the peaks of revolutionary fervour. His enflamed rhetoric raised doubts about his psychological stability, as left-wing moderates from the MFA openly called for him to quit politics. The Communists, realising that his credibility had vanished, abandoned him and Gonçalves was replaced as Prime Minister on 28 August.
He was by now a general, but an attempt to confirm him as head of the armed forces failed. On 25 November 1975, the revolution ended, thanks to a successful coup by the "Group of Nine", moderate officers who had driven him from power earlier. Gonçalves was forcibly retired from the army in 1976. He had presided over a short-lived revolution whose intensity arose from the denial of liberty to the Portuguese for nearly 50 years.
In retirement, Gonçalves occasionally turned up at rallies for the Communists, who continue to have a strong electoral base in parts of the south. At his last public appearance, in 2004, he spoke cordially with his successor as Prime Minister, José Manuel Durão Barroso, an indication of how thoroughly revolutionary passions had been exhausted.
June 13, 2005
end of weekend
Continuing my dvd weekend marathon, I ended up watching 3 more movies.
The Mechanist with a strange and very very thin Christian Bale, strange story but very intriguing. No one would say he was to be the new Batman.
Also Hero, Chinese movie about war and peace, love and hate, with lots of beatifully coreographed fighting sequences.
And then the magnificent Mystic River, a movie that left me thinking about it the whole day. Such amazing actors, Sean Penn, Kevin Bacon, Tim Robbins, Marcia Gay Harden, and Laura Linney.
All recommended.
Also, it was Luis Massive's birthday party last night. Although his birthday was only today, he decided to make a special dinner, nice and cosy.
Happy birthday Massive!
Eugénio de Andrade
It my dearest friend Marta who introduced me to Eugénio de Andrade's poetry back when I was on my early twenties. It was this poem that made me realise what I was missing.
I cannot translate poetry. Sorry about that.
ADEUS
Já gastámos as palavras pela rua, meu amor,
e o que nos ficou não chega
para afastar o frio de quatro paredes.
Gastámos tudo menos o silêncio.
Gastámos os olhos com o sal das lágrimas,
gastámos as mãos à força de as apertarmos,
gastámos o relógio e as pedras das esquinas
em esperas inúteis.
Meto as mãos nas algibeiras e não encontro nada.
Antigamente tínhamos tanto para dar um ao outro;
era como se todas as coisas fossem minhas:
quanto mais te dava mais tinha para te dar.
Às vezes tu dizias: os teus olhos são peixes verdes
E eu acreditava.
Acreditava.
porque ao teu lado
todas as coisas eram possíveis.
Mas isso era no tempo dos segredos,
era no tempo em que o teu corpo era um aquário,
era no tempo em que os meus olhos
eram realmente peixes verdes.
Hoje são apenas os meus olhos.
É pouco, mas é verdade,
uns olhos como todos os outros.
Já gastámos as palavras.
Quando agora digo: meu amor
já se não passa absolutamente nada.
E no entanto, antes das palavras gastas,
tenho a certeza
que todas as coisas estremeciam
só de murmurar o teu nome
no silêncio do meu coração.
Não temos já nada para dar.
Dentro de ti
não há nada que me peça água.
O passado é inútil como um trapo.
E já te disse: as palavras estão gastas.
Adeus.
in «Os Amantes sem Dinheiro» (1950)
June 11, 2005
flu landlords and so forth
It's Saturday afternoon and I'm in bed.
No I'm not depressed, just a bit ill. After two end-of-week miserable days, I decided to stay in on the weekend to give my body the rest it needs. Have just finished watching my 5th DVD for the day. Thanks to dear flatmate who went to Vietnam and got all the new releases 5 for a penny.
Here goes the list
A Home At The End Of The World - dull;
Sommersturm - interesting german movie, but I only got half of it; the subtitles were by someone who had no understanding of either German or English.;
The Incredibles - absolutely brilliant - i hadn't had such a good time with a animated movie in a long time.;
Secretary - very interesting and unconventional love story;
American Splendor - about this comic book author who based the books in its own life, I'm sure everyone's heard of it. Really enjoyed it.
Have to decide what to watch next
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If it wasn't the fact that the asshole I sometimes refer to as landlord had decided to come to spend the weekend at our house, this would a perfect one. The cherry on top of the marvellous relationship we have with him, was that this recently-out-of-the-closet 40-odd year old screaming queen let me know he was coming only the night before.
There was shouting on the telephone on how rude and unconsiderate of him this was, so tonight we'll all going to sit down and sort this kind of contract/agreement we kind of have with him.
He doesn't know I'm moving out at the end of the month so it will be good to throw that at his face. I'm a bit of a drama queen myself too when I have to.
I need to get myself a nice little place just for myself. But in London that means either spend all your monthly salary and live somewhere nice, or spend a little less and live in the suburbs or somewhere in zone 5.
I shall live in Barbican/Clerkenwell from next month or my name is not Luis. [errr... i hope i don't change my mind again]
June 08, 2005
m.i.a.
I so f*cking love this woman it's unbelievable.
The 4th wonder of this year in music.
Album: Arular
Have a listen and feel bombed and squashed by "pull up the people", "10 dollar", first single "galang" and the new "bucky done gun" coming out in the UK in about 2 weeks.
And the interview in i-D this month just shows why she will become an icon of UK music scene.
so where you from...
"So where you from"
"Portugal"
"Oh... obrigado"
"De nada"
Why do Brits have always to mention the fact that we can never pass as a Brit, and then make sure they let us know that they know the one word they have learned when they spent a week at the Algarve...
I get this once a day. It's aw'wight.
June 06, 2005
the beautiful people vol 3 - Antony And The Johnsons

Antony And The Johnsons. I know it’s impossible to be immune to surprises in the world of music, but the fact is there is nothing happening that actually surprises me like Antony has. “Hope there’s someone” brought me down to tears the first time I heard it. I had heard of him through Davide and Ricardo who kept praising Antony’s second album “I am a bird now”. I kept postponing listening to it until the day arrived.
It is indeed a splendid album.
Its listening is as painful as it is superb. Like a Lars Von Trier film playing with your emotions, the difference being that Antony And The Johnsons don’t do it intentionally and make you want to listen to it again and again - as for Von Trier movies on the other hand, once is enough.
Beginning with the cover picturing Candi Darling on her death bed, the album is by itself a coherent exercise on music and image aesthetics. Then his voice brilliant escorted by The Johnsons instruments make this a unique experience.
There are such pearls as the above mentioned “hope there’s someone”, as well as “my lady story” and “for today I am a boy”. Lots of collaboration of modern music heroes, such as Lou Reed in “fistful of love”, Rufus Wainwright in “what can I do?”, Boy George in “you are my sister”, and Devendra Barnhart in “spiralling”.
At the Primavera Sound festival, in a small Auditorium, being sitted in front of him was a truly unique experience
the beautiful people vol 2 - Arcade Fire
The Arcade Fire make me feel about music like nothing has in a long time. Their album “Funeral” is magnificent (from the art and packaging of it to the music itself) but nothing compared as seeing them live.They played the Astoria in London on the 9th of June. The concert had been sold out for a long time. The members of the band are Win Butler, Regine Chassagne, Richard Parry, Tim Kingsbury and William Butler. They were joined on stage on tour by Sarah Neufeld and Owen Pallett, brilliant violin players. Their sound was ten times more powerful live than it already is on the record. The audiende was stunned by the power of their music, as for me I was absolutely speechless. I can say it was the best concert I had seen in years.
The opening act was Final Fantasy aka Owen Pallett, who did a brilliant job. The audience was in fact as surprised with Owen as he was to reaction of the audience. Great start. He was by himself playing with his violin and mixing some other recorded sounds. Made me think of Herbert.
Final Fantasy over.
“Why do they have birds inside the bass drum?” was the first question I asked my friend Tom. What will happen to them once they start playing? The bass drum was transparent so we could see the birdies flying around.
Well, they played all songs from the album, and one by then unknown to my ears. That song is on their unreleased EP (will be out next week in the UK) and it sounded as good as all their Funeral material. Of course everyone knew the lyrics to Laika, Power Out, Rebellion (Lies) and Crown Of Love, but the reaction to all songs was overwhelming. You could see that on their reaction.
No birds were harmed during the making of this concert.
I was lucky enough to see them in Barcelona two weeks ago on the Primavera Sound festival. Again, it was crowd madness and unexpected reactions from both sides. To me, it was magnificent to see the same concert for the second time and feel it as tremendous as the first one.
the beautiful people vol 1 - Rufus Wainwright
This year has brought me three artists and albums that were as unexpected as thrilling and fulfilling.
Rufus Wainwright is not a new name for me, but this year has confirmed him to me as a great artist and me as a big fan. Want Two is a brilliant album with songs that make Rufus as one of the most brilliant singer-songwriters of his generation. It's one of those albums that gives me goose bumps everytime I listen to it. From the opening operetta-like "agnus dei", to the brilliant pop of "the one i love"; from the beautiful "the art teacher" he always mocks live, to the touching "memphis skyline" dedicated to Jeff Buckley. Also the latin-sounding "old whore's diet" with guest star Antony.
And then, of course, the amazing experience of seeing Rufus and his band playing live will be stuck in my memory for a few years, hopefully until I see him live next time. It seems that every song this man writes is a beautifully built composition and a hit.
He is funny as he is camp, and I can only imagine him doing a show with Kiki & Herb.
Rufus is the big queen of pop, not Madonna. (Forgive me Mother for I have sinned)
June 03, 2005
Bloc Party and the rest of the Indies
Bloc Party - April 13th
I like Bloc Party - they sound very honest and unpretentious. Before writing about their music, let me open a parenthesis to say that I love Kele Okereke (the singer for you uncool ones). I think he is a f**king cool rock star and I fancy him a lot. There.
Now the concert. It was brilliant, because they felt at home, the audience was craving for them, and they played amazingly well. All hits that made them in one of the most requested bands of 2004/2005 were played. It would be redundant to itemise them, as I would just have to copy and paste the listing of the songs from their debut (and so far, only) album Silent Alarm. You can go to the HMV or Amazon websites and do that yourself.
Another reason for the success of this concert was the fact that The Rakes were playing as well, they were one of the two opening acts sharing the honour with Pretty Girls Make Graves. While the latter was quite dull, trying to mime something between Yeah Yeah Yeahs and any other American indie act, The Rakes showed that punk is not dead, but transformed. They are indeed one of the names to retain for the 2005/2006 season. Check out their website clicking here
Do Me Bad Things - April 14th
Do Me Bad Things are funny, kind of circus-esque,
By definition, hybrids cannot breed. But Do Me Bad Things are a crossbreed between two other hybrids: Scissor Sisters and The Darkness. I know it may sound a bit dodgy, but it’s not as bad as it sounds. The fact is that it’s not as good as it should either.
They do have a few hard-rock catchy camp songs such as “time for deliverance”, “what’s hideous”, and “the song rides”, who are brilliant examples. And these sounded good live.
They should lose the 3rd singer who sounds like Joe Cocker and keep Chantal and Nicolai only. They are camp as queer and sing really well.
I left before the concert ended.
Kaiser Chiefs - April 22nd
The Kaisers are good. They have been compared to Blur, and although I can see some similarities, I think they are original in what they do.
Their debut album “Employment”, besides being surrounded by a great marketing campaign is actually quite good and fresh sounding.
As Bloc Party and Do Me Bad Things it was going to be interesting to see how a band could build a concert around just one album. But it was quite good. They played the hits they were expected to, like my favourite “everyday I love you less and less”, and all others from the album.
They also have a great dress sense, without overdoing it (they are not Franz Ferdinand – the gods of the indie fashion), they summarise the indie dress code – they dress jeans and a jacket and they accessorise.


