music
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Impermanence in silence
Silence is not static, it demands impermanence. And there is a kind of scream that is not born from fear. It is born when something inside us finally refuses to remain silent. For that is precisely what Anna Figueiredo’s article (linked in the sources at the end) is about the music video “Everybody Scream” by…
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This text overflows with Meraki. I have many capitalist consumer desires. Some can be classified as futile and unnecessary, and I agree. Considering the direction of our society and so many much more urgent needs, there is not exactly a grand justification for wanting certain things. Still, some desires remain. Mine has a name, a…
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“To dispose” is the verb we forgot
“Essa canção é por você – (This song is for you)Que já cansou de escutar – (Who is tired of listening)Esteve vivo sem viver – (You were alive without living)Mas não deixou de acreditar” – (But you never stopped believing) This excerpt is part of the lyrics of a song called Balada da Contramão, by one…
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Music, systems, and frequencies
I am driven by music. That is a fact. I was analyzing my Spotify metrics and noticed that, for several consecutive months, my monthly average has been around 11,700 minutes of listening to music. That represents approximately 195 hours per month.Considering that a 31-day month has 744 hours, this means I spend about 26% of…
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Embryodead and Embroidery
Sometimes, a text is born from a mistake. It’s been a while now, I was browsing through Spotify when I came across a song called Embryodead. But my eyes read something else: for a few seconds, I saw Embroidery. I smiled when I realized the mix-up, but the word never left my head. I’ve noticed this happens…
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16 and No Man’s Sky
During my undergraduate studies, I had the honor of working alongside Professor Marco Antônio de Almeida, a researcher in the fields of mediation and cultural action. In fact, I served with him as a member of the University’s Extension and Culture Committee for a certain period. It was through this dynamic that I learned to…
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The conflict between academic identity and personal identity
During my undergraduate studies, my professor Dr. Silvia used to start some classes with music. It wasn’t to analyze the melody or figure out who the artist was it was to pay attention to the lyrics, and afterwards, we would talk about what that text evoked in each of us. At that moment I didn’t…
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Token and Tolkien
The other day I went to approve blog comments. In the middle of the messages, two curious comments appeared: knwqmtkwzhyeesvrwvgfueqojtpruv mjhxlkketykipjjuhllffxvxvrivqdo It wasn’t Portuguese. It wasn’t English. It also wasn’t Sindarin. For a few seconds, I thought some elf had tried to get in touch. Then I imagined an orc had tripped over the keyboard.…