tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52063052090948234732024-03-14T02:05:55.796-07:00Babel Radio Show<br>
Wednesdays, 8pm @ RUC (107.9FM in Coimbra area)
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<br>BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-19671355842040974912014-05-03T10:12:00.000-07:002014-05-03T10:12:36.846-07:00Glueless escapist!<div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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whisky and dead dreams</span></div>
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of lying nation</span></div>
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felt is world seen</span></div>
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flags and long moustaches</span></div>
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handshake with boiling Devil</span></div>
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in spring, staring to FUCK</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">bring
flowers and smell her hands</span></div>
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helps to pace when stuck</span></div>
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glueless escapist, planned not to plan</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">open,
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VULNERABLE</span></span></div>
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-73296336227886275712014-04-25T08:43:00.000-07:002014-04-29T09:09:27.637-07:00BABEL RADIO SHOW MUSIC RECOMMENDATIONS<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Since many Erasmus are doing Babel Radio Show they also are surrounded by music. Radio Universidade de Coimbra is perfect ground to learn about music. As we are exchange students in Coimbra, we feel that it is our duty to promote local music, portuguese talent for international students and Erasmus.<br />Here are the<b> 5 portuguese bands we think every foreigner should listen.</b><b><br /></b></span><br />
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<b>1) Sensible Soccers</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">It is a band from Coimbra, who just released an album called “ 8”. Very psychedelic, mellow and happy music that can blow your mind and heart away. Needs to be mentioned that band´s bass guitarist Emanuel Botelho is also doing shows in Radio Universidade de Coimbra. Previous years he has been the guy to teach Erasmus and international students to develop radio skills for making Babel. <br />Listen the song:<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWVSEJRPI_s">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWVSEJRPI_s</a><br />( Maria-Rosa is name of the daugther of Emmanuel and this beautiful song is an example how newborn baby can create beautiful tunes)<br /><a href="http://sensiblesoccers.bandcamp.com/">http://sensiblesoccers.bandcamp.com/</a></span><br />
<b>2) Orelha Negra</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Portuguese top musical collaboration at the moment. This funk-soul project was created 2009. The band consists of members like Sam the Kid ( many local people consider him the greatest Portuguese rapper, so please do check his music); Dj Cruzfader; Fred; Francisco Rebelo and João Gomes. Band made this year a hit called Solteiro, which hit astonishing 2 milion views on youtube. Check it out at:<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umkMgCCiiLc">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umkMgCCiiLc</a><br />and also listen:<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFS4GonXg64#t=41">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFS4GonXg64#t=41</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Multi-instrumentalist singer songwriter, Noiserv is known as one of the best alternative portuguese acts in the moment. On live performances Noiserv is known as a "one man orquestra" using a lot of instruments, taking the concert into a completely new experience.</span></span><br />
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<b>4) Batida </b><br />
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is the brainchild of Angolan / Portuguese Pedro Coquenão. A distinctly
modern and vibrant project with its feet firmly rooted in the past,
Batida combine samples from old 1970s Angolan tracks with modern
electronic dance music. Music is the starting point but through dance,
poetry, graphics, photography, radio and video, Batida expands, taking
in politics and social commentary but always bringing it back to the
party - See more at:
http://www.soundwayrecords.com/artist/batida#sthash.ZHpEZ8zA.dpuf</div>
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<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">Batida
is the brainchild of Angolan / Portuguese Pedro Coquenão. A
distinctly modern and vibrant project with its feet firmly rooted in
the past, Batida combine samples from old 1970s Angolan tracks with
modern electronic dance music. Music is the starting point but
through dance, poetry, graphics, photography, radio and video, Batida
expands, taking in politics and social commentary but always bringing
it back to the party</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh;">5) Kussondulola</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">Kussondulola is Angolan reggae band, which right now resides in Portugal. The leader of the group is angolan Janelo da Costa.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlU-MT3B-pQ" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlU-MT3B-pQ </span></a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;"> Those were the first 5 bands that Babel Radio Show recommends to Erasmus and international students. If you want to know more, check or listen Santos da Casa on RUC. ( everyday 19.00 ) It is a show only about portuguese music. Follow them: https://www.facebook.com/santosdacasaruc</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">Right now Babel is looking for voices to give birth to many characters in our alternative story telling shows.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">Journalism experience is not needed. Just love the radio and you are accepted.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">Check us at:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh; font-size: small;">https://www.facebook.com/babelruc?fref=ts</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/"><span style="font-family: Droid Arabic Naskh;">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/</span></a></span></div>
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<br />BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-34915865595628868532014-04-01T11:28:00.000-07:002014-04-01T11:28:44.371-07:00Biography of Florbela Espanca..By Jasmin Hus<br />
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<span lang="en-GB"><i><b>Florbela
Espaca</b></i></span><span lang="en-GB">, one of Portugal’s most
known and loved Poets, was born on December 8</span><sup><span lang="en-GB">th</span></sup><span lang="en-GB">,
1894 in </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vila_Vi%C3%A7osa"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span lang="en-US"><span style="text-decoration: none;">Vila
Viçosa</span></span></span></a><span lang="en-US">, a small town in
the Alentejo region under the name </span><span lang="en-US">Flor
Bela de Alma da Conceição Espanca</span><span lang="en-US">. She
was born as the daughter of Antónia da Conceição Lobo, a house
maid. Her father, João Marya Espanca, was married to Mariana do
Carmo Toscano. But because she wasn’t able to give birth to
children, João Espanca had an illegitimate affair with Florbela’s
mother, who was working for them. Because of this reason, Florbela
and her brother Apeles (who was born three years later) were baptized
as children of an “unknown” father. Only eighteen years after
Florbela’s death her father finally acknowledged her.</span></div>
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<span lang="en-US">Already
at the age of nine she wrote her first poetic compositions, among
them the sonnet “</span><span lang="en-US"><i>A Vida e a Morte”</i></span><span lang="en-US">
(Life and Death), which she dedicated to her brother Apeles. Four
years later she wrote the short story </span><span lang="en-US"><i>“Mamã!”</i></span><span lang="en-US">,
and then only one year later her mother died at the age of 29.</span></div>
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<span lang="en-US">Her
first marriage to Alberto Moutinho, a classmate of her, was
celebrated on her 19</span><sup><span lang="en-US">th</span></sup><span lang="en-US">
birthday. At that time she was studying at the College Masculino
André de Gouveia in Évora, where she graduated with a literature
degree in 1917. After that, she enrolled at the law school of the
University of Lisbon, being beneath the first women to do so. </span>
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<span lang="en-US">After
a miscarriage in the year 1919 Florbela began to show the first
serious symptoms of emotional illness. In the very same year she
published her first book “</span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Livro_de_M%C3%A1goas&action=edit&redlink=1"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span lang="en-US"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;">Livro
de Mágoas</span></i></span></span></a><span lang="en-US"><i>“</i></span><span lang="en-US">
(The Book of Sorrows), containing sonnets which “passes to others
the pain through its words.” One year later, after she divorced her
first husband (which exposed her to significant social prejudice) she
married António Guimarães. But also this marriage held not long, in
fact only one year. Because of a second miscarriage her husband
divorced her, and according to some people, António Guimarães hit
Florbela during their marriage as well. But still this divorce
affected her deeply. During that time she published the work “</span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Livro_de_Soror_Saudade&action=edit&redlink=1"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span lang="en-US"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;">Livro
de Soror Saudade</span></i></span></span></a><span lang="en-US"><i>“</i></span><span lang="en-US">
(Sister Saudade's Book).</span></div>
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<span lang="en-US">In
1925 she married the doctor who treated her for a long time, Mário
Lage, and her life maybe would have improved, but only little after
her brother died in an airplane accident. Some people even believe
that he committed suicide, but this way or the other Florbela was
deeply affected and was therefore inspired to write “</span><span lang="en-US"><i>As
Máscaras do Destino”</i></span><span lang="en-US"> (The Masks of
Destiny).</span></div>
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<span lang="en-US">Her
mindset towards life did not improve, and so she twice attempted
suicide in October and November 1936. Because she was diagnosed with
a </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pulmonary_edema"><span style="color: #00000a;"><span lang="en-US"><span style="text-decoration: none;">pulmonary
edema</span></span></span></a><span lang="en-US">, an illness which
causes water retention in the lungs and can lead to not being able to
breathe anymore, she finally lost all her hope to live. She died on
her 36</span><sup><span lang="en-US">th</span></sup><span lang="en-US">
birthday on 8</span><sup><span lang="en-US">th</span></sup><span lang="en-US">
December 1936. Due to her unstable health and her mental condition
the actual cause of her death is not entirely clear. These conditions
and her numerous difficulties in life shaped her love, erotic and
feminine writings. Her life, although she was only 36 years old when
she died, was restless and full of sufferings. But she was able to
put her feelings into words, created poetry of the highest quality
and became a famous Portuguese poet.</span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I
dream I am the chosen Poet,<br />
Who knows all there is to know on Earth,<br />
The one whose inspiration’s pure and perfect,<br />
And captures infinity in a verse!
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I
dream a verse of mine has all the brightness<br />
To light the whole world!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And
it will please<br />
Even those who long and die of sadness!<br />
And even wise, unhappy souls it will appease.</span></span></i><div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-2218539915889051042014-03-24T16:43:00.000-07:002014-03-26T10:12:06.240-07:00What if I had Time Machine in Portugal? <br />
<i>“Yeah, but what if you went back and killed your own grandfather?"</i><br />
<i>He stared at me, baffled. "Why the fuck would you do that?”</i><br />
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Stephen King<br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">If
I had Time Machine in Portugal, I would go nuts with it. For sure, I
would go and meet Fernando Pessoa in Lisboa. I would become crazy
writer with him, develop heteronyms, while drinking Absinthe in A
Brazileira, in downtown Lisboa. I would indulge in literature
discussions, and go to hell with opium addiction. I would become
restless and sleep-deprieved, agitated and lonely, so my only option
would be sleepless in silent night. A room lid by one candle and
lonely words that could generate another „ Book of Disquiet.“</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Or maybe I
would chill with Erich Maria Remarque, who wrote book about Lisboa,
called „ Lisboa´s night.“ I would see Lisboa in the midst of
Second World War, hear the stories and struggles of the international
refugees, all trying to escape from Nazis and their crazy politics. I
would try to escape to America with the last boat, at the same time
hearing the sad reality of those escaping. I would lid cigarettes and
share romance with brokend minded women, sad love stories in
underground, smoky bars, while praying that they would not catch me.
I would share my story, like it was my last time to do so, with
people with the same destiny but different country.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">I would
cheer in 2004, in Porto, when Mr Magic, Jose Mourinho made miracles
with local team. I would go nuts, while watching the Champions
League final in some tasca in Porto, when local equipa beat Ac
Monaco. I would sing and chant, when the team would return to home
town, when streets would be coloured in blue and port wine poured
endlessly. Even tough, I was born to be Sporting fan, words of a
lying extranjeiro, I truly would have like to see such moments. Or
see, how the black panther, Benfica´s brightest star of the history,
Eusebio, runs and dribbles at opponents, score hattricks and start
celebreting madness in stadiums. However I would be every day at his
door, trying to convice to stay loyal to Sporting.</span> <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">I would
have liked to witness his greatness, his legacy, his power and
ability to change the world, to give meaning to ordinary day life. I
would have followed this hero, thanked him for such great times, beg
for him to do even greater. Sadly, few months ago, this hero passed
away.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">I would
have liked to be small boy, born in villages of Alentejo. All my
childhood would have passed amidst wine yards, lemon trees, barking
dogs, Sunday church and family dinners. I would have seen
olive-skinned local girls with cherry perfumes, gallantly
daydreaming, while lying in the golden fields. My grandfather would
be a sailor, a miracoulas hero, who would have seen Seven Seas and
Lands. A forever- traveller, passionate smoker, who would tell me
about foreign lands and unknown treasures in our garden. He would
teach me the meaning of good wine, home-produced wine, while talking
endlesly stories about portuguese maritime success. I would hear
about Magalhaes and Colon,Vasco de Gama and their bravery. I would
hear about portuguese inventions, the genius of caravels. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Maybe I
would time Travel to Age of Discoveries, smoke some good good early
in the morning on the Carracks of Vasco Da Gama, while taking on the
longest journey out of sight from the land by that time. I would
stare at the sea early in the morning,praying that the sea will calm
down and that we could reach India. I would fight off the pirates,
treat people with spyhilis, write diary about Vasco da Gama and his
endless speeches on board about spices and the miracles of India. I
would write letters to my family in Lisboa and Alentejo, I would
instagram the endless dancing in Calcuit, while sailors and marines
dance with prostitutes to the dawn. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Also I
would like to put sense in senhor de Gama. I would stop him at his
second vojage, when he intercepted a ship of Muslim pilgrims at
Madayi traveling from Calicut to Mecca. I would stop his looting of
400 pilgrims, including 50 women, I would not let him to lock in the
passengers and the embassador of Egypt. I would let him to burn them
to death and yell:<br /><br />„ HEY MOTHERFUCKER, I HAVE MUSLIM FRIENDS
AND THEY ARE NICE, DONT BE ASSHOLE, YOU HAVE MONEY, FAME AND BITCHES,
WHY YOU WANT TO KILL INNOCENT PEOPLE! LOOK HOW MUCH ARAB PEOPLE HAVE
CONTRIBUTED TO THE MARITIME EQUIPEMENT!“<br /><br />I guess he would
have like to kill me for that. But if he tried, I could always time
travel, back to Coimbra, saudade and Radio Universidade de Coimbra.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">I
would join with Amalia Rodriguez at some smoky tasca, when winetakers
hear her and my matching voices. We would sing for our craziness and
greatness at the same time, we would forget yesterday and today, open
our mouths and SING LIKE IT IS THE LAST NIGHT WE ARE ALIVE. We would
vanish to the rytmh of portuguese guitar, when it cuts deep down to
listeners heart. And it cuts deep, with nüri nuga, just to make our
only need - to lose oneself - visible.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">We
would kill our sorrow with our only passion TO SING ! TO SING LIKE IT
HAS NEVER SUNG BEFORE, TO SING TO MAKE THOSE WINE GLASSES SHAKE, AND
LISBOA CRUMBLE. TO SING, YES TO SING, SING AWAY OUR PASSIONS, SING
AWAY NATIONS. Become human by singing, become alive WHEN SINGING. And
when we finnaly have collapsed, hardly letting out our last breath;
when our all life has put out there, our blood runs out of pain and
sadness, we stare at the crowd. We see the microphone burning and
crowd silently staring at us. We moved them, we made their life
meaningul. We shared a moment. A moment of magic. It seems that this
night all the microphones would be burning with a tremendous flame.
<br />*<br />I would chill with Saint Elizabeth, while she feeds poor and
complains endlessly about her weight issues. I would repeat all the
time that she is fit – when she truly is. Her answers would have
been simple self-pity monologues that bore my libido. In the evening
she would be nice, we would sit by the window, smoke some good- good
, make love in the queen bed, cause Dinis is busy with parties and
big pimping , and then smoke, smoke again. And in the morning it
would feel amazing to walk in Coimbra. Sundays, day time, with its
all sweet odours, while knowing: you are royal. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">To
see the greatness of her husband. Major influence in Portuguese
history, second king of Portugal. A man with a mind, responsible for
establishments of Universities. Also, the first portuguese university
– Universidade de Coimbra. I would not forget his smoky balcony,
when he wrote so many great troubador songs, made happy plans for his
people and dreamed about Escalades in a year 2000 and meeting Steve
Jobs. He had universal mind, infinite mind, mind of the Whole Earth.
I long for going to one of his swinger parties, dream that it feels
as hot as Kubrick`s eyes that where shut with <i>Nic</i>..oooh..
<i>Niiicoole Ki</i>-..ii.. oh<i> man.</i> </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">TIME
MACHINE, part II</span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Cambria, serif; line-height: 115%;">The
warm and gentle summer breeze touches your just awakened body when
you open your two sparkling hazel eyes for a bright new morning.
Smiling, as always. Over the horizon one can see two rising suns.
Yes, there are two suns in the heaven now, as the ancient hopi
prophecy has turned out to be true. But pale moon, having done its
nightly task sharing dreams for people asleep, makes it's way to the
next round. The circle is full, once again, in order to start again.
Alpha to Omega and Omega to Alpha.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The
air stands still, there is a brief moment of total silence before
choir of birds greet daylight and the cover of Atlantic ocean in
Algarve flashes back some memories from the times long gone. Nowadays
nobody counts the days or years anymore. Time itself has stopped or
lost it's meaning as a money making machine for the crazy language
speaking apes. Rather it is seen as a virtue, some kind of magical
device that unites all the momentums from the so-called past and
so-named future to the one place where floating consciousness can
bear eternity. Omnipotence, ubiquity and omnipresence are well-known
terms.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">You
rise from your cosy tailor-made hammock, made from bamboo and hemp.
This rest-nest is truly the best for daydreaming and stargazing. Girl
with olive skin and round eyebrows looks at the mandala in the middle
of hammock. There´s symbol of Yin and Yang, reminding her
everlasting harmony of the multiverse where every moment is to be
enjoyed, life itself celebrated and danced in the rhythm of
magnificent tunes. </span></span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Your
curly black hair are dancing in the wind when you make your way to
the warm waves. Soon enough water plays with tanned naked body. To
give yourself fully to the ocean, letting go of letting go. Getting
wet. Letting water pet your long legs, flat stomach and curvy bust.
Yes, the nipples do get hard too. Your round lips turn to smile when
tongue tastes the salty water on them. This is the taste of
Portuguese freedom, because saudade and longing are gone now, Godot´
has finally arrived and Estragon is happy as a puppy.</span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Sunny
girl walks out from the warm ocean, smiling with joy. She lays down
on golden sand, puts on her magic sunglasses and gives an order to
the machine. Time machine, uniting past, pre-sent and future. What a
victorious ride it is to be able to travel without moving! "Lets
ride, my dear," sounds a whisper and device starts its imaginary
engines...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; line-height: 115%;">For
the old-believers, who trust numbers, some kind of time still exists
and therefore they are still keen on buying wall calendars and this
year is marked by 2035.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">But
she remembers. The new rise of Portugal started back in 2014, when
bunch of open minded students started mental revolution. It happened
in Coimbra. That lovely little town full of fresh ideas and beautiful
people, narrow streets and stray cats. Like all revolutions this one
also started in the kitchen, just close to Sao Jeronimo park. On a
bright spring morning, when all the landscapes were singing with lust
for the new era everything seemed to be easy enough to accomplish.
Youngsters in the kitchen were just greeting the day and looking out
from the window, where glorious mountains were still covered with
mist from the previous night. Suddenly one of them told others to
write down dreams, which they wanted to share. They did. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; line-height: 115%;">Suddenly
everyone agreed upon two facts: all they really needed for changing
this world were peace and love. Love from the button of the heart and
peace from within. Breathing and being the same with the surrounding
environment. And then things started to happen, even the wildest
dreams, especially when they were good ones, magically took place.
It was even bit funny, this mental inner-space freedom.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Time
machine showed the next episode. Two years later united hearts had
lead the way. Coimbra old town was covered with colorful beautiful
houses, once abandoned buildings were now filled with intelligent and
lustful youth. Student unions were backing each other and everybody
had free place to live. With the knowledge from the university and
open minded thinking miracles really started to happen, first in
Coimbra, then in Portugal and after that all over the world. At his
final year as serving president Barack Obama had shown benevolent
behavior and legalized cannabis in the States. Pretty soon Angela
Merkel did the same. Poland had to reorganize it´s agriculture and
was for the year 2019 biggest organic hemp grower and exporter in
Europe, making fortunes. In Estonia shamans kindly offered magical
mysterious adventures to the deep forests, where fairies lived. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Time
machine started to play Chris Cocos tune My Sunset and girl smiled
again. Blue sky and summer sun reminded her that perfection is here,
on Earth that we share. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><b>Listen the show</b> at: <a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/time-machine-in-portugal/">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/time-machine-in-portugal/</a></span></div>
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-58302649097736308892014-02-24T05:58:00.000-08:002014-03-05T08:59:21.590-08:00What a Champions League player must be<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">By: Pedro Girao, ESN Coimbra Communication manager</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You are entering the field hearing the Champions League hymn. The fans sing “You will never walk alone” to support your team. Looking around you can find two or three people with posters asking you to give them your t-shirt… what a great ambience in this Champions League match!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The match starts and you badly realize that your dream came true: you are now playing the Champions League. You have a team who will fight from the first until the last minute to win the championship!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Well, it’s better to stop dreaming… let me be honest with you: it will not happen during your Erasmus Champions League in Coimbra. There won’t be millions of fans supporting you nor posters asking for your t-shirt. But once you are there you will understand that you already have a team, a group of people who will do the best to enjoy this Champions League from the first match til the final victory!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You will probably understand that some of the players you have on your team would be more successful as singers or dancers than they are as football players – and they don’t even know how to sing or to dance! You can even find that it will be impossible to win the tournament with such a bad group of players …</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At the end of the tournament you can have lost all the matches… but you will want to have a team dinner and, which is more, you will have a new group of friends.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And suddenly you realize that all those football players – the good and the bad ones – are already your team. And that they will be there until the end of your Erasmus in Coimbra. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ah… do you know your fat goalkeeper? Well… he won’t save any goal during the tournament but he will be the best guy drinking beer, wine and shots. He will be THE MAN in your team-dinner, in your first hang out together and during the ESN parties!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yes, there will only be one team winning the tournament. But at least you will be able to say, when you come back home, that you have played the Champions League at least once! And that you’ve played with the only (fat) goalkeeper that have never failed a penalty in Coimbra!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Join the Erasmus Champions League here: https://www.facebook.com/events/429277457202762/?fref=ts </span>BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-44542471614235913662014-02-19T10:02:00.000-08:002014-03-05T08:59:37.011-08:00The Story of the Dancing Human<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b> </b><i>By sven paulus</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color: #131313;">“<span style="font-size: medium;">Without
music, life would be a mistake.” </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-weight: normal;">Friedrich Nietzsche</span></h4>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Some of them say that our world is made
of sounds. Various melodies playing along, across and between each
other, all in the rhythm of chaotic harmony. Well, looking from the
perspective of Dancing Human it seems to be more than true.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It all starts about three decades years
ago in a small country which hides itself behind the acronym ENSV.
Dancing Human as a kid just loves listening the radio, but mostly
there is Soviet estrada: middle-aged ladies and gentlemen singing bit
cheesy tunes about love and life. During the weekends viewer can see
from the telly how Red Army veterans are letting their voices to be
heard, praising the might of their homeland. All too boring, isn't
it? And then...
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Suddenly radio starts to play totally
different music, where melodies are carried on by ethereal keyboard
sounds. It's so out from this grey world, where almost everybody is
dressed in a sort of uniform and conformity is the key element
holding society together. Floating synthesizer tunes are reminding to
a boy that there is something more true about his dreams than this
pale reality, where propaganda and ideologies are making their ways
into sheeple heads.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Step by step the Dancing Human fells
deeply in love with these messengers from the Other Worlds:
Jean-Michel Jarre, Kraftwerk, Giorgio Moroder and the local keyboard
hero <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sven_Gr%C3%BCnberg" target="_blank">Sven Grünberg</a>, whose pieces of true sound art are decorating ENSV
animations. These melodies are like shelter allowing to take on the
adventures on unknown territories. Machine music listened during the
night in a small and dark kitchen. It gives food for the sense of
beauty and longing for the Other Worlds – behind star clusters,
galaxies and infinite number of universes grows yet deeper. Music as
the precious key to unlock the imagination.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Few years later things and situations
have changed. Huge empire has collapsed like many others before. And
for the times to come: how many of those glorious regimes will end in
dust... Just because people will stop beliving. Old idols are taken
off from the statues and new symbols will find their path into
collective conciousness. Fresh winds blowing from the west bring
along totally new culture which has been hiding itself behind
imaginary border.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hunger for the new lifestyles, where
everyone can fashionably be „different/same“ turns citizens
quickly into bunch of apes. Common values also change, foreign stuff
is always good and right, while old is really, really bad. Quickly
young independence becomes a monstrous jungle, where one has to trust
instincts and intellect in order to survive. Ordinary people and even
cops are killed on the streets weekly, mafia gangs are at war,
politicians and businessmen start to make profit from anything and it
all seems to be irrelevant enough to be taken too seriously. Dancing
Human dives to the books and music.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In 1993 Estonian Radio launches new
channel: <a href="http://r2.err.ee/" target="_blank">Raadio 2</a>. This station is aimed for the young listeners and
whole generation is willing to lend their ears and mind to novelty.
Suddenly these kids have access to the whole mosaic of different
subcultures they previously had no idea about. Yeah, censorship is
gone and punk, dancehall or trash metal are accepted in the
playlists. Among this soup of styles Dancing Human finds a marvellous
haven in the electronic dance music introduced by Raul Saaremets,
Koit Raudsepp and others.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Long evenings in the same small kitchen
become therefore enjoyable dancing nights, where one surrenders the
body to the rhythm and the beat. Dance like nobody is watching. And
well, actually nobody is watching. Instead – youth is keen on
watching music videos like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=svJvT6ruolA" target="_blank">Prodigy No Good (Start the Dance)</a> and these pieces of information feel like opening the gate into the
vast realm of totally alternative life with the only purpose to dance
and celebrate the joy of being alive. There are rumours and soon
already facts that special parties are organized where one can feel
totally different vibe and express their humanity through the dance.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Soon enough R2 starts to give out free
tickets to rave parties, some of them taking place in abandoned
warehouses and factories just in the middle of the capital. These are <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temporary_Autonomous_Zone" target="_blank">Temporary Autonomous Zones</a> AKA as anarchy at its best. On one warm
september night Dancing Human steps up from the stairs, opens the
door and there it is: a dream come true...
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It is huge factory hall filled with
open minded people, massive sound system which makes one's stomach
vibrate with the bass and all this is lighted up by crazily blinking
stroboscopes. For a second stops while eternity pours in and takes
over. DJ as the music shaman conciously leading commonly experienced
extatic ritual journey of sounds. All too surreal and dreamy, yet
reminding that Prodigy video. The vibe is the same: Peace, Love,
Unity and Respect or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PLUR" target="_blank">PLUR</a>. For the Dancing Human it is finally reaching back
to ancient home, it is revival of archaic and the whole awakened
family of humankind is celebrating it through the music and dance.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">At the same night Dancing Human notices
this very special guy wearing Prodigy picture on his light blue denim
jacket. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Minutes later they become best friends and ten years later
Dancing Human is proud uncle for his friend's and sister's twins. No
fate, no coincidence – just pure flow of music bringing people
together and filling the gaps.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As the electronic music scene grows
bigger and reaches for new dedicated fans some fractions find their
way to real underground. In a literal sense. Parties are held in old
cellar from 9 PM til 12 AM and this is tribal event. Young boys
playing house, jungle, trance, gabber and techno in the middle of Tallinn Old
Town, few steps away from tourists attractions. Few beers, few tokes,
few small-talks and there is nothing else one needs to dance the
night away. Each and every one is out there because of music and
therefore shared pleasure is surely bigger.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mental borders are opened and suddenly
Estonian scene is flooded by top-notch artists like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PCoCVYrJWYU" target="_blank">E-Z Rollers</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rg1SVdpI670" target="_blank">Spring Heel Jack</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7AfEF6vakY" target="_blank">Gilles Peterson</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THrYwfsIask" target="_blank">DJ Hype</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GKdJBr0-Ecc" target="_blank">Basement Jaxx</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XT34uHH8q-s" target="_blank">Idjut Boys</a> and damn - even <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoV85P4L8kI" target="_blank">Goldie</a> himself. This means all the best playas from the world. Dancing Human realizes
the power of commitment to the music when 18-years old demigod <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTTQF7EanUs" target="_blank">Ed Rush</a> is spinning his creation from the vinyls. Being seduced by the
beauty of bass-lines and fiercely stepping drums. Dance it. Go let it
out. Express yourself, you crazy monkey! Enjoy that freedom on a
party where humankind is exactly like one dreamed: happy, helpful,
open-hearted and everybody is equally free to love & to be loved.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We can not know where Dancing Human is
coming from or what will be the next event, but we do know it is wise
to dance along while the music is playing. </span></div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please check out <a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/babel-radio-show-about-estonian-electronic-music/" target="_blank"> Babel Radio Show about Estonian electronic music</a>!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/babel-radio-show-about-estonian-electronic-music/?utm_source=widget&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=base_links&utm_term=resource_link" style="color: grey; font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">Babel Radio Show about Estonian electronic music</a> by <a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/?utm_source=widget&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=base_links&utm_term=profile_link" style="color: grey; font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">Babel_Ruc</a> on <a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/?utm_source=widget&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=base_links&utm_term=homepage_link" style="color: grey; font-weight: bold;" target="_blank"> Mixcloud</a></span></div>
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-20430833855996755042014-01-30T06:51:00.000-08:002014-03-05T09:00:20.368-08:008 THINGS NEW ERASMUS SHOULD KNOW AND CONSIDER IN COIMBRA<div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<h3>
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 9pt;"><span lang="en-US"><b>By
</b></span></span></span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pedro.girao.1"><span style="color: white;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 9pt;"><span lang="en-US"><b>P</b></span></span></span></span></span></a>Pedro
Girão<span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 9pt;"><span lang="en-US"><b>,
ESN Coimbra, Communication manager</b></span></span></span></span></h3>
</div>
<div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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<div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">Here
is a list of things you must do when you decide to come to Coimbra
for a semester of studies:</span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">1
– Do your homework – your Erasmus starts even before your
arrival. So if you want the integration to be easier search and get
in the groups and follow the most important pages for Erasmus
students in Coimbra. Well… if you are reading this you are probably
already doing your homework, but we can help with it:</span></div>
<ul>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ClP1FVTzQ/Uupmc1vaecI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mFkL_b0Neo8/s1600/1509103_643225062400927_1008900126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6ClP1FVTzQ/Uupmc1vaecI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mFkL_b0Neo8/s1600/1509103_643225062400927_1008900126_n.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">Get to know ESN
Coimbra, Like the page of ESN Coimbra on facebook
(</span></span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/ESNCOIMBRA"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US"><u>https://www.facebook.com/ESNCOIMBRA</u></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">)
</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">to
get to know a bit more about Coimbra, the events and Portugal. And
if you don’t find the information you need you can always send a
private message and this group of volunteers will do the best to
help you.</span></span></div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">J</span></span><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">oin
the Facebook Private group of ESN Coimbra for Erasmus and Exchange
students, where you can find other erasmus people and ask all the
doubts you have - </span></span></span><a href="http://on.fb.me/1kiE1yq"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US"><u>http://on.fb.me/1kiE1yq</u></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">.</span></span></span></div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">Like
the facebook page of Babel Radio Show
(</span></span></span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/babelruc">https://www.facebook.com/babelruc</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">),
a radio show made by Erasmus students which gives you important
information about Coimbra and Portugal. </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">
You can even join Babel, caus they are looking for new members.
Check the info at: </span></span></span><a href="http://www.uc.pt/en/driic/babel">http://www.uc.pt/en/driic/babel</a></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">listen at:
http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/</span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
</div>
</li>
<li><div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">Get a buddy: in
University of Coimbra there is the Buddy System, where lots of
Portuguese students volunteer to help you in your arrival to the
city. You must receive an email from International Relations asking
you if you want a buddy, but if you don’t receive the email the
best thing to do is to write to them asking for one.</span></div>
</li>
</ul>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">2 –
Relax! – it is VERY IMPORTANT that you don’t get panic if you
don’t have an apartment before your arrival. </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">Do
not transfer money to any landlord or rental company of rooms /
apartments without prior visiting the place and checking out the
condition sof the room / apartment and the area. If you cannot visit,
ask a friend to do it for you. Although, sometimes, many photos are
available, there is nothing better than see for yourself or who you
trust! The best thing to do is to stay in a hostel for 1 or 2 nights
and to look for a room after your arrival. If you want a good hostel
you can always choose the new ESN’s partner, Serenata Hostel
(http://www.serenatahostel.com/en/), where you can get discounts if
you are an Erasmus or Exchange student.</span></span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">3 – Prepare yourself
and your luggage for the best time of your life – well… just two
small but important tips: Coimbra is not as hot as most of people
think so make sure you bring hot clothes; and prepare your stuff
before your goodbye party! (this is an advice of someone who have
been in Erasmus twice)</span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">4 – Getting to
Coimbra – usually, to come to Coimbra, Erasmus students use one of
this three different ways:</span></div>
<ol type="a">
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">Airplane
to Lisbon and train or bus from Lisbon to Coimbra – if you want to
come by train you can go by Metro from the airport to “Oriente”
or taking a taxi to “Gare do Oriente”. To come by bus you can
also use the metro to get to “Sete Rios” and get the bus there.
To check the schedules of the trains go to </span></span><a href="http://www.cp.pt/">http://www.cp.pt</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">;
of the bus to </span></span><a href="http://www.rede-expressos.pt/default.aspx">http://www.rede-expressos.pt/default.aspx</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">Airplane
to Porto and train or bus from Porto to Coimbra – to come to
Coimbra by train you must go by Metro to “Campanhã” and get the
train to Coimbra from there. To come by Bus go to “S. Bento” and
look for the bus station, at Rua Alexandre Herculano, in Praça da
Batalha. To check the schedules of the trains go to
</span></span><a href="http://www.cp.pt/">http://www.cp.pt</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">;
of the bus to </span></span><a href="http://www.rede-expressos.pt/default.aspx">http://www.rede-expressos.pt/default.aspx</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">Sharing
a car with other Erasmus people – it is a more and more commonly
used way to get to Coimbra, especially by Spanish people. To do it,
our best advice is to create a profile in Blablacar (</span></span></span><a href="http://www.blablacar.pt/?comuto_cmkt=PT_ESN_PT-COIM-ASE&utm_source=ESN&utm_campaign=PT_ESN_PT-COIM-ASE">link</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">)
and look for a ride or to create your own. If you want, later on you
can share the link of your travel in the Erasmus Group of ESN
Coimbra to be easier to find someone to share the expenses with you.</span></span></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">5 – Arriving to
Coimbra – if you have followed our advice you must look for the
hostel and get ready to look for a place to stay during your Erasmus.
There are a few ways of doing it:</span></div>
<ul>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5206305209094823473" name="_GoBack"></a>
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">First
of all you can go to the ESN Office (check the schedule in the
Facebook Page or write asking the best moment to go there –
because the schedule will depend of the moment of your arrival) in
Casa da Lusofonia. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yj_hSGh8dM/UupmknmOZVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tLi3-F7heIo/s1600/casa-da-luso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5yj_hSGh8dM/UupmknmOZVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/tLi3-F7heIo/s1600/casa-da-luso.jpg" height="180" width="320" /></a></span></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">There will be sour volunteers welcoming you. They
also give you a free Portuguese phone card and share with you a
list of rooms where last years’ Erasmus were living. Here you can
also get an ESN Card that will give you discounts in many partners
across the city and also in ESN Parties and organized trips.</span></span><br />
</li>
<li><div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">If you want to do it
without help, you can search ads in local newspapers, near the
faculties and in the streets. In the windows of the houses, when it
is placed a white paper, means that it is available for rent, just
ring the bell! It must seem to be weird, but Coimbra is a University
City and there is a high short-term house rent market here because
even Portuguese students are not born in Coimbra... so they change
their apartments almost every year/semester.</span></div>
</li>
<li><div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">There are also a few
Portuguese sites where you can look for rooms or apartments. Some of
them:</span></div>
<ul>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://www.olx.pt/imoveis">http://www.olx.pt/imoveis</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">
</span></span>
</div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://casa.sapo.pt/Apartamentos/Coimbra/?sa=6">http://casa.sapo.pt/Apartamentos/Coimbra/?sa=6</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">
</span></span>
</div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://www.imovirtual.com/?gclid=CL3VlJbN6bsCFc3KtAod_hwAng">http://www.imovirtual.com/?gclid=CL3VlJbN6bsCFc3KtAod_hwAng</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">
</span></span>
</div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://www.arrendacasa.com/">http://www.arrendacasa.com/</a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">
</span></span>
</div>
</li>
<li><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://www.custojusto.pt/Coimbra?ca=9_s&th=1&q=&cg=1000&w=1"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-US">http://www.custojusto.pt/Coimbra?ca=9_s&th=1&q=&cg=1000&w=1</span></span></a></div>
</li>
</ul>
</li>
</ul>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">6 – Bureaucracies –
After finding a place to stay you must go to your University to get
everything in order for your studies here. Most of the Erasmus and
Exchange students come to University of Coimbra and to go to the
International Relations Office. Erasmus – however – have to go to
Casa da Lusofonia (the same place of ESN office). Either you are a UC
or other university student, check the attending schedule in you
university website before going there. You must bring some photos
and…all the documents you they gave you at University and, of
course, photos of you, the Learning Agreement, the Acceptance Letter
and the Passport or ID card! Also 20 euros for insurance, since
University likes to keep you safe and sound in case of any accidents
or medical problems.</span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnxmLJKYi1c/UupmT_XWdiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/grWM-xYTTIU/s1600/byrokraatia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bnxmLJKYi1c/UupmT_XWdiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/grWM-xYTTIU/s1600/byrokraatia.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">In summary: bring
everything you have that can be useful! Because you will need to be
patient: lots of foreign students come every semester so you will
probably need to wait a long time to get all the bureaucracies in
order. And, believe me, you won’t want to know that you will need
to get there once again because there is one paper missing! But don’t
think you are done: you will probably need to go to the Loja do
Cidadão and to the International Relations Division of your
Faculty. So, when you go to DRI (International Relations Office)
don’t forget to ask which are the next things you need to do!</span></div>
<div lang="en-US" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.18cm; margin-top: 0.05cm;">
<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;">7 – Join the events,
write in the ESN Facebook group and enjoy your time in Coimbra! Get
surprised by the Harry Potter capes, by the wonderful Fado singers,
by all the tradition… get in love in and with the city and never
forget one thing: portuguese people are, generally, very helpful but
also not so confident about their English speaking skills. So if you
need any help ask them: most of the people will do all they can to
help you! But you must take the action: you must ask them for help,
otherwise they will be too shy of their English skills to help –
even if they want to do it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">8 –
To be in Erasmus is also to get integrated in a different culture.
There are lots of volunteer associations that you can join and you
will still have time to go to parties, to travel and to study. Get
involved. And if you have any doubts remember you can always write a
private message to </span></span></span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/ESNCOIMBRA"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US"><u>https://www.facebook.com/ESNCOIMBRA</u></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family: Candara, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="en-US">.
Remember that you are in Erasmus. Therefore, this must be the time of
your life (so on)!</span></span></span></div>
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-32136218984125834332014-01-26T10:23:00.000-08:002014-03-05T09:00:33.362-08:00THE LEGEND OF SEVEN CITIES (BABEL RIDICULOUS VERSION)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">There was once a
king who had a small dick but nice smile. He wanted to have children
so they could become as ignorant he was. So many nights and years the
king and the queen had tried to make babies, but kings penis was too
small to hit the cervix and the queen could not get pregnant. Maybe
the reason was that the queen was smoking Marlboro cigarettes, or the
fact that king hold all the time laptop on his scrotch. </span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Both of them knew
that soon the time will run out, since women could have babies for
certain age. King became depressed and started drinking heavily. For
his entertainment he executed some black people with big dicks, some
fans of Lady Gaga and all the dictators in the middle East. </span></span><br />
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<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Even if King was
depressed and queen still barren, they continued to try to make the
babies. After one hot night, after sex, king went to balcony to catch
fresh air. Since he was very bored, he took LSD. LSD made him look
like Jim Morisson. He started to be with wild hair, mellow voice, and
dark poetic soul. While he was smoking a cigarette, he saw a very
bright and beautiful star falling from the sky. Soon this star turned
into beautiful woman. She had perfect buttocks and olive-skin body.
King knew that this was Sara Sampoio, first portuguese Victorian
Secret Top Model. First Sara made few runway walks with her hot
underwear, waved to the rich and famous, bold and beautiful, smiled
for the cameras and then started to speak with the King.</span></span></div>
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<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" lang="en" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">HEY,
MOTHERFUCKER! We, the divine creatures of the beauty, will never
forget how you killed those black people with big dicks and Lady Gaga
fans! We will never forgive for your egotism and Napoloen complex!
However, you will have a daugther. A daugther like a sun, burning
hot, beautiful miss!”</span></span></div>
<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">How come?”
asked the King, who was still Jim Morrison. Still on acid. Still with
mellow voice and dark poetic souls.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">`cause your
queen was asking for the miracle for all those years. Otherwise we
would not have answered, but we saw her suffering so much. You have
not given her an orgasm for all those years! The only way she would
live again, would be with a daugther!”</span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">So the god will
give me a daughter cause the queen asked for her?”</span></span><br />
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<td width="643"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">"Yes!
You´ll have to order the construction of 7 cities with
copper walls. Your daughter will be born there, but you can
not visit her for 30 years. If you do, you will be
punished!“</span></span>
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<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">What happens if
I do not wait for 30 years?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“ <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">You will die
and your country will be cursed.”</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span lang="en">The
star vanished into the sky and Sara went to New York - many thousands
years to the future to make another runway walk.</span></span></span></div>
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">In the meantime 28
years passed, King partied, smoked some weed and did some acid. He
met Jim Morrison but never Sara Sampaio again. He became restless
since he wanted to see his daughter. He decided to call Bernardo,
his local squire, and asked him:</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">„
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Bernando dont you reckon I have suffered
enough?“</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">„
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Yes, but the people have also suffered a
lot, my lord!“</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">„
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">I dont care about my people, I care only
about myself! Do you reckon that I will die if I go there?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">“
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Yes, I do, my king! And then Bernando
added: </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">„<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Be
patient because there are only 2 years left, you need to be kind to
the people“ </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">For a
moment the king felt the same as Bernardo. But next day, he thought
fuck that, and wanted to go to the seven cities. When the king and
Bernardid wake up, trying to relieve their resaca with morning coffee
their horses where already ready for a long and exhaustive journey to
the seve cities lagoon. </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Every
time they moved closer to the cities, the clouds cried blood, Sara
stopped her runway walks in New York, the angry sea increased its
waves and the clouds trowed lightnings. When they got near the
lagoon, the furious sea flooded the seven cities, making 9 islands.
The island where the princess lived was transformed into a lagoon
made of two parts, a green one, the color of the princess's dress,
and a blue one which was the color of the princess's shoes.</span></span>
The king died and all the people in the city died, the princess
however remained forever virgin in the island, waiting for Robison
Crusoe and reading Jane Eyre´s novels.</span></span></span></div>
BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-15287203411388649882014-01-26T10:16:00.000-08:002014-01-26T10:16:37.729-08:00THE LEGEND OF ROSES( BABEL RIDICULOUS VERSION)<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Batang, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In
Coimbra, Across the river stands the great white convent of Santa
Clara, "once the glory of Coimbra and the cloister of Queens,"
but now used as a factory. Lower down are the ruins of another
convent, in which the Porta de Rosa recalls the pretty legend of the
miracle of the roses. St. Elizabeth, the wife of King Diniz, spent
all her time and money in ministering to the poor, till at length her
husband remonstrated with her and forbade her to continue her good
works. King Diniz could not stand the poor people, he was like a
ancient Paris Hilton, who thought that all the poor people are real
pain in the ass. King Diniz did not mind that queen and the people
got angry at him. He had built portuguese first university, had
written over 100 trobadour songs; also had many sexy university
students giving him brain and also had the queen, who only let her do
it missionary. So when the king forbade queen her humanitarian
activities, Sain Elizabeth hated herself for marrying this asshole,
when she was only 10-years old. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The
Queen was very unhappy; she was loath to disobey, but her kind heart
bled for the hungry women and little children who would look in vain
for her coming. Elizabeth did not like Paris Hilton and Dom Dinis at
the same time. Since Elizabeth knew that Dom Dinis would not kill
her, if she would disobey ( ´cause she had told her parents to start
rumours after her death that Dom Dinis was impotent and somehow Dinis
knew this threat), she decided to help the poor people again.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">One
day she sallied out with a basketful of bread on her arm. As she was
passing through a doorway, she meet the King. The King wanted to
make love, but Elizabeth refused. She was on her period. After that,
the king saw that Elizabeth was carrying a basket. The spirit of
Paris Hilton took over of D. Diniz.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"What
have you there?" cried he in anger.</span></span></span></div>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="border: currentColor; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0.4cm; margin-top: 0.4cm; padding: 0cm;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Roses,"
faltered the trembling Queen, not daring to tell the truth.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Let
me see them!" thundered the King, lifting the cover of the
basket to the good St. Elizabeth's joy and wonder, it was full of
beautiful roses.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So the
bread was turned into bread by miracle and Elizabeth could continue
to help the poor. D. Diniz continued to be a poet and womanizer. Both
spirits – Paris Hilton and D. Diniz – still hate the poor.</span></span></span></div>
</span> </span>listen at:</span><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/</a>BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-88654547556199330682014-01-26T10:09:00.000-08:002014-01-26T10:09:05.214-08:00THE LEGEND OF NAZARE ( BABEL RADIO SHOW RIDICULOUS VERSION)
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The </span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Legend
of Nazaré</b></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">has
it that on the early morning of September 14, 1182, Dom Fuas Roupinho
was out hunting near the coast. Usually Nazare is considered a
surfing paradise due to its crazy waves. But at that time surfboards
did not exista and anyway Dom Fuas Roupinho hated to be mainstream.
He went hunting, cause he wanted to shoot someone. He could not shoot
his wife. Soon he saw a deer and he took his horse to chase him. All
of a sudden a heavy fog rose up from the sea. The deer ran towards
the edge of a cliff and Dom Fuas in the midst of the fog was cut off.
But he kept riding his horse, since he was stupid and wanted to shoot
someone. He passed a small grotto where a statue of Our Lady with
the Enfant was venerated. Then he realized that horse is galloping
towards edge of the clip and soon they are going to die. Thus he
prayed out loud </span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Our
Lady, Help Me</span></i></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
All of a sudden the horse miraculously stopped at the end of a </span></span></span><span style="color: #009900;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><span style="font-weight: normal;">rocky
point</span></u></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> suspended
over the void, the Bico do Milagre (Point of the Miracle), thus
saving the rider and his mount from a drop of more than 100 metres,
that would certainly caused their death. </span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Since
Dom Fuas did not believe that horses have brains themselves and
actually do stop on their own, when they see a cliff ahead of them,
he went to the same grotto. He prayed there and thanked the god for
the miracle. He also built a chapel there, so the people who went
there to shoot dears in the fog, while being on the crazy galloping
horses, could see miracles and pray to gods before reaching the cliff
edges.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria;"></span> </div>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.5cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria;">listen show at:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/</a></span></div>
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-65085423960095367122014-01-26T10:02:00.001-08:002014-01-26T10:09:33.389-08:00THE LEGEND OF ROOSTER OF BARCELOS ( BABEL RIDICULOUS VERSION )<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">According
to the </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legend"><span style="color: maroon;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">legend</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: maroon;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,</span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
silver had been stolen from a landowner in </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barcelos,_Portugal"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Barcelos</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
a city in North Portugal, and the inhabitants of that city were
looking for the criminal who had committed the crime. Babel Radio
show is more than sure that it was actually some gangsta rapper, who
wanted to make bling-bling out of it and then disappeared to United
States, but since there are no criminal records from that time, we
are not sure. </span></span></span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">One
day, a man from neighboring </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galicia_(Spain)"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Galicia</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> turned
up and became suspect, despite his pleas of innocence. He looked like
Michael Jackson, spoke with Samuel L. Jackson´s voice and was a
nymphomaniac. The </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galician_people"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Galician</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> swore
that he was merely passing through Barcelos on
a </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilgrimage"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Pilgrimage</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> to </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santiago_de_Compostela"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Santiago
de Compostela</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">to
complete a </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Promise"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">promise</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
The promise was to steal some nice looking girls from Portugal and
become a pimp in Spain.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
<br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="line-height: 0.5cm;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nevertheless,
the authorities were very angry since Galician did not listen to
Babel Radio Show. So they arrested the Galician and condemned him
to </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanging"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hang</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
The man asked them to take him in front of the </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judge"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">judge</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> who
had condemned him. The authorities honored his request and took him
to the house of the magistrate, who was holding a banquet with some
friends. There were many prostitutes, and everyone was drunk, having
sex and wearing masks that resembled Bill Clinton´s face. Poor
Galician had to drink wine, and sleep with one Eastern-European girl
to kill time, cause judge was doing cocaine upstairs for 2 hours.
When he finally returned, he was very egoistic and narcistic, not
giving a fuck about the Galician, who tried to beg and plead for many
hours. The judge just did not listen. For some strange reason,
somebody had put LSD to Galician wine cup and he found somekind of
divine connection with rooster that was chilling in the banquet. As
the LSD came on, they both became soulmates, forever connecting
souls. </span></span></span></span></span>
</div>
<br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="line-height: 0.5cm;">
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Affirming
his innocence, the Galician pointed to a roasted </span></span></span></span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rooster"><span style="color: #0b0080;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">cock</span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> on
top of the banquet table and exclaimed, "</span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">It
is as certain that I am innocent as it is certain that this rooster
will crow when they hang me.</span></i></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">"
The judge became suprised and cancelled his plan to eat the rooster.
Since it was something totally different from wines, prostitutes and
cocaine, judge wanted to see some action immediately. He ordered his
followers to hang Galician immediately, since time is money.
Galician started to cry, ´cause he could not become a pimp in Spain.
</span></span></span></span></span>
</div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">However,
while the potential pimp was being hanged, the rooster stood up on
the table and crowed as the Galician predicted. Understanding his
error, the judge – naked and still on cocaine - ran to the
gallows, only to discover that the Galician had been saved from
hanging thanks to a poorly made knot in the rope. The man was
immediately freed and sent off in peace. He went to pilgrimage and
became a pimp.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria;">listen the show at:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria;"></span><br />
<a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/portuguese_legends_mythsbabel_ridiculous_version/</a></div>
BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-43092038799613660592013-12-29T09:03:00.000-08:002014-05-21T08:01:36.297-07:0012 THINGS BABEL LEARNED WITH 6 MONTHS<br />
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<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">One
of Babel members has been in Portugal for 6 months. Before new year,
it is time to reflect and list 11 things that Portugal has taught and
shown to the e<i>xtranzeiro</i>. The times have been beautiful,
romantic, sometimes tough and rough.</span> </span></div>
<ol>
<li><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>SAUDADE</strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">It
was no suprise that Babel dedicated one show for this mentality or
feeling that originates from Portugal. </span><span style="font-size: small;"><i>( Check it out
at:
http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/saudade-estonians_and_a-german-trying-to-understand-it/)</i></span></span></div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">No
matter from what country one is, those lonely, reminiscing feelings,
vivid memory museums come to life with everyone. They all witness the
same loneliness, we wrote about
at:</span><span style="font-size: small;"><i>http://babelruc.blogspot.com/2013/10/saudade-one-estonian-trying-to-explain.html</i></span></span></div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: left;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">At
the same time, there is not any feeling comparable with saudade. Once
in Portugal, always familiar with saudade, always with saudade.</span></div>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
</div>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
</div>
<ol start="2">
<li><div class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlJUkzhoDeY/UsBUcSKrhzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ebzhdPwNtLs/s1600/sporting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jlJUkzhoDeY/UsBUcSKrhzI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ebzhdPwNtLs/s1600/sporting.jpg" height="270" width="400" /></a><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>PORTUGUESE
FOOTBALL</strong></span></div>
</div>
</li>
</ol>
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<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">There
is no way that one can ignore football-mania in Portugal. This season
is very special in Portuguese football, since Benfica and Porto are
not the only teams competing for title. Sporting, a team that
finished last season seventh, is right now leading the league. </span>
</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">This
post´ author was keen on starting to support Sporting after seeing
their marvelous game with Benfica( 1-1). He was also lucky to
witness Academica´s home win against Porto. Let´s hope that
<em>Fooorzaaa Sporting</em> or <em>Aaa Br-iosa</em> chants can help both teams to make
this league more entertaining. The league is unpredictable and this
unpredictability fills more stadiums, puts more moustache-wearing
locals to tascas, nervously biting their trohmozus or smoking
cigarettes. When it comes to women, local senhoritas are not so
active as Spanish counterparts. However, this post´ author was
lucky to see amazing brunette, dressed in green at the Academica
stadium, screaming endlessly SPORTING, and when referee made a
mistake,<i> fooodas</i>. Her dad did not mind her contradictory
behaviour, since it was for the love of the football. </span>
</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Finally,
even though the country is struck by financial crisis, Ronaldo gave
us something to celebrate. We are not sure, but it looks that senhor
Ronaldo brings best footballer´s award back to Tuga, so <em>parabens!
Parabens Portugal!</em></span></span></div>
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<ol start="3">
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>PRAXE AND PORTUGUESE UNIVERSITY TRADITIONS </strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">There
is nothing more sexier than to see local women dressed in Harry
Potter capes. ( Needs to be mentioned again that those capes gave
inspiration to J.K Rowland, while she was a teacher in Porto) All
those traditions and rituals are nice, the black capas give
university campus some kind of touch of mystery. </span>
</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGOtVKzbWTE/UsBU6XhQ0yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fjVthYcMjd0/s1600/P1260302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGOtVKzbWTE/UsBU6XhQ0yI/AAAAAAAAAMw/fjVthYcMjd0/s1600/P1260302.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></span></a><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">At
the same time, all those mass drinkings at the end of <i>corteizo,</i>
fucked up girls vomiting in front of nice churces, celebrations while
listening to shitty music, make one wonder if our generation has
ruined the tradition. Another question is the egoitism that lies to
those who wear capas. As one of Babel friends described: „ Once I
saw one guy with cape telling <i>caloiro </i>things to do, even
mocking and humiliating it. He seemed to act like father, but they
were more or less the same age. They were both babies.“</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">At
the same time the one that goes against Praxe is risking to be
without friends. Sometimes he/she is not even considered university
student. </span>
</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">As
an extranjeiro I rather support anti-praxism, ´cause all those
troopers who can cut your hair whenever they want, massochism
examples by the older students by forcing disgusting things for the
sake of feeling her or his power makes me question its positive
essence. Also, all those mass singings and mass marching makes one
wonder is at an army or a brainwash in order to kill individuality?</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">If
everything has to be the same and creativity, free will and own
oppinions are killed by centuries old tradition, will there be any
free-minded, independent individuals?</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">Finally,
praxism should be questioned, when concerning what happened in Praia
do Meco. Even though those 5 people died rather because of the rough
seas, there still was<i> praxar </i>involved?</span></div>
<ol start="4">
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>PORTUGUESE HOSPITALITY</strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">First,
the post author thought that he was lucky to have met great people.
But when I remininsce over this 6-month period and consider all the
people - from bus drivers to restaurant keepers, shop assistants,
people from the streets- I can not remember any negative moments. All
those invitations for dinners and gifts from local people make them
one of the hospitable people in the world. Moreover, I witnessed many
times, when people with financial difficulties shared their last
cigarettes, meal, dinner or drink, never even thinking of leaving the
stuff for their own. Even if the country is struggling, portuguese
have never forgotten what it means to be a human. Portuguese never
lose their helpful, understanding and kind soul. Portiuguese thought
that among many virtues – honesty, integrity and respect – one
should always be kind. One should always be like Jesus!</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">Here,
I would like to thank personally Carlos, Rui, Emmanuel,Renan, Ana, Moises,
Breno, Andrej ( even though you are not portuguese, you acted like
one)</span></div>
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<ol start="5"><strong>
</strong>
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>WRITING LETTERS</strong></span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;">When
being homesick or just having big saudade, one can find that writing
letters ( or recieving them) can be an really soulful and grateful
activity. Even though it sounds like 17<sup>th</sup> century, Babel
likes to recommend this long forgotten activity. Why not to share
your soul, honesty, life on paper, in the lonely nights and suprise
your beloved ones with such gift? Writing letters can be a means of
making your beloved ones part of your life, also writing to them can
bring good feelings and all the responded letters can be used support
your passions, take away your loneliness and make you grateful in
foreign country.</span></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<br />
<ol start="6">
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjOwk4Kkx6o/UsBVJgXp7lI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7hNjC2JAAZ4/s1600/200px-CCI00768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjOwk4Kkx6o/UsBVJgXp7lI/AAAAAAAAAM4/7hNjC2JAAZ4/s1600/200px-CCI00768.jpg" height="200" width="133" /></a><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>FERNANDO PESSOA</strong></span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;">If
someone truly would like to write a letter, the best way to get
writing inspiration is from Fernando Pessoa. Even though he is
considered literary scizophrenic and was a opium junkie, his words
are truly amazing. Mr Pessoa is one of the best examples of
portuguese culture, even if his dark, honest words could become
ingredient of your blood, meaning that when grabing „ A Book of
Disquiet“ at night 4. AM, you definetly can not sleep anymore.
Pessoa taught us how to write with honesty, how dreams might not
come true; made sure that artists are always lonely, and sometimes
dreaming and imagination can give more than everyday, mundane life.</span></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<ol start="7">
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><strong>DEAD COMBO</strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">One
of the great examples of portuguese culture and music. Dead Combo has
distinctive sound, mixing fado elements and portuguese guitar with
blues. <span style="color: #222222;">It </span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">is
one of the best portuguese blues/folklore band, having received 3
times title of " Record of the year" and the "
Record of the Decade". Three of the </span></span></span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Dead</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: rgb(255, 255, 204);">Combo</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">´
s song have reached top 10 in Itunes North-America charts.</span></span></span>
</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="color: #222222;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ma6I1cKvoF4</span></span></span></div>
<br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">8.
LONG HAIR, MOUSTACHE, BEARDS FOR THE WIN!</span></span></strong></div>
<br />
<br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Already
the portuguese stereotype says that all the portuguese men are with
moustache. Even the past time spanish lover told that her experience
with portuguese girls has taught her that even the portuguese girls
wear then, Well, she was wrong, she was stupid and jealous of
neighbouring countries chicas, who are much more beautiful. </span>
</span></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">It
is no problem to go a year without having a haircut in Portugal,
since you might see everyday similar wild hippies or Jesuses walking
round. In Estonia you could never wear such hippie hair in offices,
or be unshaven for many months, but in Portugal, or at least in
Coimbra, hairiness fits perfectly to the surrounding.</span></div>
<br />
<ol start="9"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>
</strong>
</span>
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>THE BEAUTY OUTSIDE OF COIMBRA</strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;">A
person who has never went to <a href="https://www.google.pt/search?q=talasnal&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=Wr98U8LyH-qw0QWipICYDQ&ved=0CAcQ_AUoAg&biw=1440&bih=785" target="_blank">Talasnal</a> schist villages or never seen
<a href="https://www.google.pt/search?q=talasnal&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=Wr98U8LyH-qw0QWipICYDQ&ved=0CAcQ_AUoAg&biw=1440&bih=785#q=bussaco&tbm=isch" target="_blank">Bussaco</a> palace, has not used the maximum potential of Coimbra.
Coimbra speaks to your soul, and beauty is part of soul. Even if you
are idiot, ignorant douchebag or just random jerk, those previously
mentioned places will definitely awaken your ( or even better)
enhance your sense of beauty.</span></div>
<br />
<ol start="10"><strong>
</strong>
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;"><strong>BUCKETLISTS FOR THE WIN!</strong></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Personally
I found that bucket list was a big helper in order to find
inspiration or activities in Portugal. It helped to spend the time
more purposedly. Next to jumping from Pedro and Ines bridge, seeing
Sporting´s and Academica´s game, I managed to fill many other
things from my list, like </span><i><span style="font-size: large;">making a hiphop show with Babel, writing
5 letters to friends and family and kiss brazilian girl. </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Check the movie trailer at: </span></i></span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: large;"><i>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vc3mkG21ob4</i></span></div>
<br />
<ol start="11"><a href="http://www.ruc.pt/" target="_blank"><strong>
</strong>
</a>
<li><div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: normal;"><strong><a href="http://www.ruc.pt/" target="_blank">RADIO UNIVERSIDADE DE COIMBRA IS THE BEST RADIO!</a></strong></span></span></div>
</li>
</ol>
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<div align="JUSTIFY" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Nothing
else to add. One just has to witness and see it on his/her own. Or the bystander could admire it with the knowledge that this university radio has been on air more or less 24/7 for 27 years. Needs to be mentioned that the radio is managed by students and on voluntary basis. What an example of passion!</span></span>
</span></div>
<br />
<br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large;">12. PORTUGAL IS PERFECT FOR SQUATTING</span></strong><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The fact that 20 per cent of Porto´s downtown is filled with abandoned houses and fact that Lisboa has 5000 empty houses, give enormous potential to squatting. Maybe, our hometown, Coimbra has even more potential, since it has aproximately 11 000 empty houses. ( <i>check interesting article explaining the reasons behind so many empty houses and laws concerning the issue at: </i><i><a href="http://babelruc.blogspot.pt/2013/12/abandoned-houses-in-coimbra.html">http://babelruc.blogspot.pt/2013/12/abandoned-houses-in-coimbra.html</a> </i></span></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US"></span><span lang="EN-US">An old university from the 16<sup>th</sup> century, precious buildings, old traditions… This is one of the first impressions one can have of Coimbra. Students in Harry Potter like cloaks, the Estudantinas singing traditional songs…</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And yet, there is something bizarre when one arrives in Coimbra, as visible as all this harmonic image: next to the old and precious buildings, entire streets with broken windows, destroyed walls, locked doors and abandoned cats climbing out of some fissures: vacant, deserted houses.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">And indeed, this little town with its barely <b>143.000 inhabitants counts 11.740 abandoned houses</b>, according to the latest information of the Câmara Municipal Coimbra, based upon statistics from 2011. Since then, the situation has probably become worse, with the growing problems of the crisis.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><b>There are no homeless people on Coimbra’s streets, no beggars, no visible poverty.</b> The only observable things are the ruins of a once flourishing society. What happened?</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Of course, there is the Portuguese’s quality of life, a high rate of unemployment and diminshed wealth, not enough money to pay the rent – obviously, this problem has gone worse with the crisis. But the crisis only made the problem become even more visible, even though it had boiled like that for many decades, explains Francisco Queirós, councilor of Coimbra.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">In fact, the city center</span> is not attractive anymore for most of Coimbra’s inhabitants, since the buildings there have not been renovated for a long time and do not correspond to the people’s demands anymore. When walking around in the city centre from 21 to midnight, one can find oneself totally alone. Maybe not totally alone, you still have tomcats, echoes of fado houses, sad winds blowing through empty houses. Usually it only livens up at Tuesdays and Thursdays when students usually like to party. Them and their jolly singing, bottles shared and city centre for few hours does not look lonely and sad.<br />
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The great majority of the apartments have extremely bad isolation and no heating. During the winter months, there is a lot of humidity inside, and the cold is a constant problem. The bad isolation also will let you hear every little noise from the street, also during nighttime. In some houses in the Baixa of Coimbra, “the bathrooms are not even belonging to the 21<sup>st</sup> century”, says Queirós. Under these conditions, the population migrates to the city’s suburbs. Obviously, one prefers a recently built house to one that is already 60 or 70 years old. But why are the old houses kept in such a bad estate?<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">“<b>In some cases there are very rich people who own 10, 20 or even 30 houses here in Coimbra, especially in the Baixa or in the historical center, and they just leave their houses there, and the Câmara can’t make the renovations, because they are owned by someone else.”</b></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">The IMI (Imposto municipal imovéis: a municipal tax that every owner pays for his house/s) has to be paid as far as trimestraly, if a house is empty for over a year. However, corruption or cheating hinder this law to be applied as it should. </span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">So much for the structural problems in general. But the crisis does make a difference to it. Francisco Queirós calls it the “new poverty”. Meanwhile the traditional poverty continues existing, there are now new parts of the society who get poor: individuals who have a very high academic degree, who have a PhD for example, and who remain unemployed and poor. Elderly people get less retirement pension and lose their belongings, young people can hardly pay their studies and will have enormous difficulties to once earn their own money. It has become a frequent situation that two or three generations live under the same roof, because they cannot pay the rents anymore. Nine or ten persons living in a flat with barely two rooms.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">The new poverty is a hidden poverty: the affected ones feel ashamed and would not dare to show their neediness. For politicians, this is rather convenient. They do know about this situation – it concerns the whole country, in fact, and not only Coimbra – but hidden as it is, there is no direct urge to do something about it. Meanwhile, the European Union keeps on prescribing austerity.</span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Francisco Queirós has a big folder on his desk. It contains requests for dwelling from about 500 families in Coimbra. They are not homeless yet, but living in the described situation, or in completely degraded houses, or else, paying their rents making debts. “The big majority of these people are families with single parents, that is to say, for example, a woman, 35-40 years old, with two children. This is the most frequent case.” Francisco Queirós has a concerned look talking about this folder. “We these 500 requests for a home, to whom we cannot give an answer”, he says. Various programs for rehabilitation of abandoned houses have been cut. The Municipality of Coimbra owns about 1000 houses that could be rehabilitated, but gets no financial support to do so.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">I
was feeling mixed emotions, when train gradually departed from the
Coimbra station. I could see the reflection of my cousin´s face
mirroring from its window. He was heartbroken, his long face and
crying eyes showing it. At the same time he kept his composure, this
tall, young and strong gentleman. Of course it was difficult for him.
It was his break - up not a honeymoon trip. Even worse, the „
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lovely, cute and caring miss Sunshine. A true hippie soul, who could
accomplish something meaningful in this evil world. A woman I could
consider my sister, I thought while I looked at her ginger hair,
pancake cheeks and utter happiness. Before their arrival from Spain I
naively believed that I could fix their problem with my magical words
but time had did its thing. My theory that love is a chemical
reaction, that lasts between the brain for 1,5 years, was getting a
new example. Something was forever gone.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Purisa;"><b>My
cousin went to break up with my <i>sister</i> in San Sebastian, where
the girl had started Erasmus. Me and my cousin blamed the „
Erasmus euphoria“, the naive gratitude, love and joy for their
break up but the girl did not agree. We thought that new countries
can mess up girls heads. It even can mess up men´s mind. I still
reminiscence my naiveness and euphoria in Cyprus where I did my
Erasmus exchange studies. Every new person, boring or typical
randomness was considered miraculous, inspiring and life-changing.
Every event, trip was like a meeting with a god, or every girl was
like a woman of my dreams. I recalled my dream, the jolly <i>madrilenja
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over my body. I wanted to self-destruct, dance with the devils, drink
poison and sell my soul.</span></b></span></div>
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as years went by, and the memory of our naive love vanished, she
departed to Brazil and I stayed sad and with saudades in Coimbra. Now
I happen to hate Spanish and consider the love my biggest mistake of
life time. Of course it is my jealousy, anger and bitterness talking.
It is the utter sadness that I could never get back those walks by
the seaside, I can never get back those early morning passion
fragments and the chance to smell her cocoa cream form her neck in
the smoky disqotecue surroundings.</b></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">We
passed by from deserted small villages, wide vineyards and
farmhouses. I talked about random stuff, interesting places of
Portugal, just to keep my cousin alive. I knew what he was feeling, I
knew the pain, the pain, when the painmaker is right next to you. A
painmaker, who is there, near you, optimistic, inspired and happy
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">My
cousin, my brother, <i>no, my only friend </i>told me, that he should
have left the girl in Spain. But the girl wanted to come to Portugal.
Maybe the girl was scared to let him go. My brother said that he will
visit me alone, cause I could help him to get back on track. Not
care about women, no, to be honest, <i>hate women,</i> like
heartbroken me had been doing.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">But
the girl started crying, started crying so vulnerably, so sincerely.
She was a small child, a small baby, a frigid person. My cousin´s
heart melted and he agreed to take a journey with her to Portugal.
The train departed night time and two ex-lovers did not sleep whole
trip because of the rigidness of the seats. They stayed up all night
like friends, sipping cheap Sangria and talking about their
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Even
though my cousin´s eyes reflected his ice-age mentality, mirroring
from the train windows, he understood something. He understood that
trains keep always moving, whether there are bumps on the way or no.
Even if the passengers go off at some stations, the train keeps
moving, the life is evolving and one has to stay on the journey.
Journey is life. Sometimes it can be beautiful, sometimes it can be
heart-breaking, dark, dissapointing and depressing but it is always
taking you somewhere. And to move is to be alive.<br />*</span></b></div>
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did not know, where my cousin´s heart was going, but I knew that
this train is going to Luso. I hoped that my enthusiasm, my endless
lullabies of Portugal and portuguese people could make peace between
them. I hoped that the miraculous waters of Luso could heal my
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">At
the same time I was reminiscing our late night Skype discussions
about women or our truth-seekings in many bars in dowtown Tallinn,
where whiskey made our souls free. But there was pain, even anger
towards women! <i>Oooh, those bitter discussions, how we sometimes
hated them, how they used us like condoms and threw away like Big Mac
packages.</i> Straight to recycle bin. </span></b>
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sometimes it is good to be in the recycle bin, because after getting
out, you can appreciate more the cleanness and purity. <i>Warm
shower, well-cooked meal and taking showers together with amazing
female. </i></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">When
we finally got to Luso, we were at peace. I kept going with my
lullabies. First I needed to use my <i>mau portugues</i> in the train
station.. What an enormous bridge it had, views straight to the
valleys of this divine area. The train station had only one person,
an old men, who had set table with coffee, cigarettes. He was looking
at the valley and murmuring something. When I asked for directions,
he greeted us with his teethless smile, gave me directions and waved
us farewell. We departed towards <span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Buçaco</span></span></span></span>
mountains, while the trainstation´ s goat sang us farewell Fado. (
I do believe that he was singing fado, since he was portuguese and
there are not any portuguese who could not sing that. Or feel that.
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Luso
was tranquil as the life when we were young. When we were small
adventurers in our grandmother garden. When I could just put down my
blanket under the apple trees, enjoy their colourful leaves and their
smell, and read Estonian literature. </span></b>
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the willage we were greeted by old ladies, cleaning their gardens and
picking the leaves. We breathed the fresh air of <span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Buçaco</span></span></span></span>
mountains, caressed lurking dogs and sleeping cats and felt happy to
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Even
though ex-lovers were distant, I saw that with my lullabies sometimes
they laughed together, they laughed like it was the best day, they
laughed like they were still in love, that it was -at least -
possible. They became one, they became powerful, people who could fly
over those deep valleys or even build a new bridge between them! I
was happy, <i>since I was with my brother and sister.</i></span></b></div>
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we stopped by local <i>supermercado</i>, bought beer and <i>chourico</i>.
We shared them as family. . The worst thing of this break up was that
I truly loved both of them. But the break-up always forced the
standbyers to choose a side. Of course I will choose my brother, my
soulmate, my life-long supporter and houmie, I thought while hiking
towards <span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Buçaco</span></span></span></span>
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is all about choices. Our choice was to enjoy life to the fullest in
Portugal. We climbed up to this <i>bitch</i>, severely sweating,
sometimes even winening WHY THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE SO FAR. </span></b>
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and then we enjoyed great views to the peaceful village, drank the
healing Luso mineral water. Silently I thanked the God for bringing
them here. I missed Estonia and my beloved ones. Even though they had
this utterly disgusting situation, we could still discuss about arts,
dreams, past and our personal saudades at the Mondego riverside. We
shared Italian wine – how stupid is to buy Italian wine in
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Even
if we were drunk all the time, we were sincerely happy, happy as
Christmas. We could admire the view to the university campus, while
the golden sun made its presence so grandiose! We could feel freedom,
when we were greeted by the jolly breezes of river Mondego. While we
shared our cigarettes, we shared our secrets! Next to secrets we
shared our dreams and with shared dreams we became All Mighty, God.
We were not scared to grow old, since we had dreams to pursue on, we
had the passion to wait for perfect life, like the old fishermen by
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be honest, this hiking was tired as fuck. Soon we met one dachshund,
tottering towards us with his winky limping. We thought he was the
sign of found hotel, as we entered to the premises of wildly garden.
Even though there was a sign that prohibited trespassing, we still
went. We went, cause we were young, protesting and ignorant to
old-fashionness. When we finally got deep into the garden, we saw
grandiose house, with arched doorways and wide windows. Suddenly we
were approached by three local mowglies, all happy, alive and
inspired. They hugged the dog and called his name, name that I do not
recall. I guess his name was a Dog of Happiness. </span></b>
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children did not mind the tresspassing but the old, witchy looking
women gave us a disrespectful glaze. She knew that we were
<i>extranjeiros</i>, so she started to speak with us in spanish and
french. When I tried to respond with my <i>mau portugues</i>, she
told us that we were on the wrong way, wrong garden, wrong life. <i>How
could one be wrong, when he/ she is happy!</i> Our happiness could
not sadly stay with those mowglies and Dog Of Happiness, so we had to
depart. We were stared away by this old witch, who at night time
becomes devil herself.</span></b></div>
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walked miles, sweating, winening and chain-smoking cigarettes.
Finally we wanted to give up and go back to the Luso, but at some
point we saw signs leading to hotel <span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Buçaco.</span></span></span></span>
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we could hear already chants of many people. We knew we were close..
At some point we decided not to follow the signs, the life of guided
tours rather climb on our own. We turned towards forests and started
marching up on rocky surface. Even though my brother and sister were
separated, they did not mind to lend hands, when the other needed
support in order to get over rocky steps or fallen trees. We passed
by small chapel and saw army of colourful T-shit- wearing volunteers.
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forest was full of them, all making strange exercises, teambuilding
activities, while the trainers were giving orders and suggestions. We
planned to join them, to become one with crazy people, to lose
ourselves but then we saw the magnificence of this hotel. </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">A
person who witnesses beauty has never nothing to lose. We did not
mind to be broke, young and stupid. I guess my brother and sister did
not mind to be separated, forever gone, soon to be distant. We
admired those peak walls, maritime ornaments, spheres, stranded ropes
and azueljos and were left breathless. Speechless. Soulless. Even
though it was 5-star hotel, we did not feel that it was ruined by
money. We gazed this beautiful neo-manueline piece of art and fell in
love with the world. We did not mind the crazy volunteers or the
escaping sunset. </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">The
sunset was dissappearing quite fast, leading us to paranoia that now
the world gets dark, lonely, desperate; we realized this even more
when the harsh-cold mountain breezes started to blow. But we did not
give up, while we silently strolled in to peaceful chapel. Usually
the chapel had ticket, but there was nobody guarding. So we went in
like criminals. Finally we got to the garden, the Garden of Eden. How
good smelled the roses and the bushes of this symmetrical garden,
how gradual were the grapes and how peaceful looked the small bonds!
I was sure that Lonnie Smith had to have similar garden in
North-America, otherwise he would not have been able to compose such
a beautiful musical piece like „ Garden of Peace.“ </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">We
sat there and lid cigarettes. The wind got stronger and my cousin
remembered his loneliness. I could sense that from his eyes. We
smoked in silence, and I was down, cause I could not come up with
right words. Words to motivate him, to give him strenght, light at
the end of tunnel. To be honest, I was breathless by the beauty of
this hotel. </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">I
felt like this beauty killed me, that this beauty, utter peacefulness
left me first time ever speechless. Speechless forever like Mel
Blanc. We made touristic photos with this grandiose building, I
noticed that my brother and sister were never together on the
picture.<i> Meaning, that this memory is not common, mutual. </i></span></b>
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remained speechless, I was unable to help my brother to save him from
his hell. <i>From his pain, need for escapism</i>. </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">The
thing with silent and peaceful places is that they are the mirror of
ones soul. They help the soul to become alive. I did not have a
problem, since I had for years killed my soul with fucked up
relationships, break-ups, cigarettes, insomnia and drugs. I was so
empty that I was not affected by the place, I was so empty that I
could just let this beauty take over me. But my cousin, his young,
unruined, yet-not-fucked up sould could not stand it. Could not stand
the cheery chantings and euphoria of my sister, her gallant dancing
moves between the garden bushes. <i>Oh, her, the dancing queen! </i></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Batang, serif;"><br /><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Soon
we started to go back to Luso. It was much easier to go down. I
guess it is the same in life in general: it is easier to go down, to
go to hell, to go beneath the earth, to get addicted, to loose hope,
just drop and drop, drop and drop. But we dropped as young people, we
got lost as children in the midst of the peaceful Luso. We were
greeted with cats ready to be caressed.</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">Also,
there were dogs. In general I hate dogs, I only love the Dog of
Happiness. And the dogs hated us as well, all barking while we
entered to prohibited grounds. When we finally got to the center of
Luso – <i>is there a centre in such small place?</i> OF course
there is, I am an Estonian, a person from small country and small
cities. We went again to <i>supermercado</i>, bought few Sagres´ and
<i>chourico</i> and sat at the bus stop. How freshening was the smell
of garden log fires, while we silently chew on our food. I noticed
that my brother and sister shared their food and I got back my power
to share lullabies of great Portuguese and Portugal. Soon they
started laughing, and they laughed together.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">When
we finally go to train station, there was still this never-againg,
toothless old man. Again, smiling. While my sister went to the
toilet, I tried to explain to my brother the meaning of <i>saudade</i>.
The great advantage of embracing the past, to living it through, to
appreciating the times. Gradually my brother started to appreciate
the past times with her first girlfriend. He lid his cigarette and
looked at me with kind smile. I know he was happy, even if he did not
say anything, or did not express anything. </span></b>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><br />Finally
we sat in the train and I knew that my cousin´s eyes are happy.
Happy to look at the passing villages, vineyards and deserted houses.
He understood that life is a journey and past times a marvelous
starting point for our present moment. We were happy with life, we
appreciated past time chance to be in love, to be with love.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;">In
the night time we bought whiskey and met friends in the radio. We
shared thoughts, dreams and personal saudades til dawn. I noticed
that my brother and sister smiled at the same time. I noticed that
stars were out, and ready for use. At that time I was too drunk to
use them, to write them, but now in the silent night I write for
love. I write for my Brother and Sister..</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>Aitäh,
Kaur ja Silvia, et tulite mulle külla..</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>Tean,
et teil on ees ilusad ajad, missest, et eraldiseisvad..</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>Pühitsege
oma armastuse-meenutusi, võtke ette eesmärke, maid ja unistusi</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>ja
ärge unustage oma vanemaid tänamast</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>et
nad teid tegid</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Purisa;"><i>et
nad tegid teil võimalikuks neid momente, elusid, paiku nautida..</i></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">If
I were to bring up Portuguese music, anyone who’s lived in the
country for longer than five minutes will assume that I am about to
talk about hefty Portuguese men in sweeping black cloaks just oozing
with saudades and bawling about how much they love Coimbra and how
sad they are that they and/or their loved one has to leave: </span><span lang="en-GB"><i><b>Coimbra
tem mais encanto na hora de despedida.... </b></i></span><span lang="en-GB"><b>etc.
etc.</b></span><span lang="en-GB"> Although there is absolutely
nothing wrong with a bit of Fado from time to time, indeed as a keen
lusophile myself am a fan (sometimes). However you may be pleased to
hear that Fado is far from being the only music that the traditional
streets of our beloved Portugal has to offer, and I’m sure that are
times when you want to listen to something a bit different and, dare
I say it, alternative. Well that can indeed be found on the most
traditional of Portuguese cities on of the most traditional of
streets: In the heart of Coimbra’s historic centre is </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>Salão
Brazil.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">If
you listened to last week’s Babel show on Salão Brazil, you’re
already going to know exactly what the place is about. It is the
heart and soul of the non profit Jazz association </span><span lang="en-GB"><i>Jazz
ao Centro Clube </i></span><span lang="en-GB">or JACC. Before I go on
to summarise and comment upon what was discussed in this week’s
report, I though I would briefly throw some history about the place
in your faces. Read on... </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;">JACC
is a non profit cultural association which was established on the
30th April 2003, as a result of a cultural event which was supported
by “Coimbra National Capital of Culture 2003” called <i><b>Jazz
ao Centro - Encontros Internacionais de Jazz de Coimbra. </b></i></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;">And
so this festival was thus held every year, and continues to be. It
also works in partnership with the Portuguese publishing house which
specialises in Jazz “Clean Feed” where they release a series of
disks called “JACC Series” which is a compilation of live
recordings of events which are organised by the Club. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">In
June 2005 JACC launched the ambitious project of publishing its own
Jazz magazine (Check it out! </span><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://www.jazz.pt/">jazz.pt
– revista bimestral de Jazz</a></u></span></span><span lang="en-GB">)
which far outlived the average lifespan of this type of publication!
It was even recognised by by the Ministry of Culture as a thing of
Superior Cultural Interest. (Oooh) </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">In
2007 it launched its new project </span><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://www.portugaljazz.org/"><i>Portugal
Jazz – Festival Itinerante de Jazz</i></a></u></span></span><span lang="en-GB">
, which is based upon the nationwide education and promotion of Jazz
music through taking it to every town in Portugal. And since this
ambitious goal is in the process of being achieved along with the
hard work being put in by Portuguese Jazz musicians this event has
been recognised by the highest Portuguese national authority: The
President! Oh and it has also been awarded the status of a thing of
Superior Cultural Interest... not bad! </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"> Of
course the heart of this organisation lies deep in the Baixa of
Coimbra at its main venue Salão Brazil, which is what last week’s
radio show largely talks about: </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">Our
show begins with one of Babel’s many Estonian reporters Lauri’s
(or as he is known in these parts: Lourenço) [I can definitely
sympathise with the need to adapt an unusual name in this country. .
. just call me </span><span lang="en-GB"><i>Daveeed!</i></span><span lang="en-GB">]
night out in Salão Brazil where he checked out some live music and
caught up with some of my colleagues in order to learn what the place
is about. He began by interviewing a past intern from the Czech
republic: Štěpánka, who was certainly feeling the </span><span lang="en-GB"><i><b>Saudades</b></i></span><span lang="en-GB">
as this was her final concert at the club after having worked there
as an intern for 3 months. It becomes very clear that this place has
been very special to her, for her; it is a home from home; it is </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>the</b></span><span lang="en-GB">
place to be. With four or five concerts a week held in such a
beautiful space, in such a quintessentially Portuguese setting with a
alternative twist, I certainly agree with her when she says that
</span><span lang="en-GB"><b>“places like this are special”.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"> Indeed
when one thinks of a Jazz club nowadays, the image of a smokey room
full of hipsters springs to mind. Thankfully, this is not the case,
as Štěpánka says, in Salão Brazil, there is no stereotype, this
place is frequented by everyone, the young and the old, the
Portuguese and the International, the hipsters and the chronically
uncool. (like me!) - This is what makes places like this special. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB"> Another
interviewee at the club says that this place is so important because
it is </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>the place </b></span><span lang="en-GB">for
Portuguese bands who are just starting off, because whilst there are
indeed great Jazz clubs in Lisbon and Porto, you have to be
recognised on an international level to even dream of playing at such
venues. That is why Salão Brazil is special for him, because </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>it
gives new music a fighting chance! </b></span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background: transparent;">escutar
= to listen</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background: transparent;">dançar
= to dance </span></b></span>
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novas pessoas = to meet new people </span></b></span>
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= to feel, observe or experience</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;">Back
in the RUC studio we interview the president of JACC José Miguel and
yet another Czech, the fabulous Martina. Zé Miguel goes on to
explain a bit of the organisation’s history (see above) and
modestly tells us about his own record label which records the music
of budding Portuguese musicians who want to put their music out
there. The label’s releases also includes collaborations with
musicians from other European and Lusophone countries. Indeed this
label is what JACC is all about - sharing Jazz and new music with
people from all over Portugal, Europe, and the world. He mentions
some names such as Maria João, João Paulo Esteves da Silva and
António Pinho Vargas. I dare you to check them out on Youtube! </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;"><span lang="en-GB">Zé
Miguel proclaims that JACC was a dream for him and in the last year
with the opening of Salão Brazil </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>he has
lived that dream</b></span><span lang="en-GB">. He doesn’t view
Salão Brazil as a place only for concerts but a place for meeting
people and talking - and </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>to dance</b></span><span lang="en-GB">
cuts in Martina. </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background: transparent;">Martina
works at University of Coimbra’s Division of international
relations (I’m sure you’ve all seen her around Casa da Lusófonia
smiling the day away!). She also spends her free time helping out at
JACC after having met Zé Miguel at a Portuguese music festival in
the Czech Republic. Her favourite music is fusion music, i.e Jazz
with a bit of ethno or rock mixed in. “I guess you could call it
world music” she says. </span></span>
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<span style="background: transparent;"> <span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span lang="en-GB">Zé
Miguel says: Sometimes it’s hart to keep this dream a reality as
there is little support from the state, but he doesn’t complain.
</span><span lang="en-GB"><b>JACC always welcomes people to help- its
not something he can do alone</b></span><span lang="en-GB">. And this
is definitely something I agree with. I will be volunteering at JACC
from December onwards, and ever since I decided to come and help out
I have been made to feel nothing but welcome. This place really is
special, as they say in the show </span><span lang="en-GB"><b>being
part of JACC feels like being in a movie.</b></span><span lang="en-GB">
Make sure you check it out whilst you’re in Coimbra, you won’t
regret it. </span></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background: transparent;">Obrigado
por lerem, BJS!</span></b></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Windows and musicians gathering souls in Salão Brazil..</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><i>How
to describe the unique place that touches your soul and caresses your
ears from the very first moment you step inside the venue? In the
middle of Coimbra´s old town there is oasis for a quality music lover.
The place is called <a href="https://www.facebook.com/SalaoBrazilfan?fref=ts" target="_blank">Salao Brazil</a> and it’s rhythm envelopes you
totally when you step up it’s huge stairs. In the old times the
magnificent hall used to be restaurant, but now one can see people
having good time with the sound of jazz music. But not only jazz, the
club is opened to different styles.</i></span></span><b><i> </i></b></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The magic starts from the
balcony of the place. <b>As the listeners could go on a miracoulous
journey with our star reporter Lauri Lõo</b>, steps ticking like our
years, the same goes with potential writers. Sitting there in the
tranquil balcony, hearing outside the soothing fountain, while
looking at the hairy, wine-faced musicians discussing <i>about</i> local music
scene, writers come to realization that, next to those jolly
discussions, clinking of wine glasses, shared souls and cigarettes,<i>
a person can change the world.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Writers look at those
beautiful, soulful people and understand that the biggest knowledge
of humankind is the fact that you can start with one word and change
the world</b>. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">While the musicians are jamming downstairs, <i>their
talent spreading out of wide windows to the streets of Coimbra, all
the fado singers gathering same time in front of Santa Cruz cafe</i>,
a writer picks its first words... Somewhere there are lovers, their
kisses hidden behind black Harry Potter <i>capas</i>, somewhere are
poems lit, looking escape to the night, like silently,
forever-burning incense fire.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL; font-size: x-small;"><i> Those people could jam for lonely and happy souls! </i></span></div>
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>When listening</b></span></span><b> to the
jammings, reminiscences his past time lovers, their smooth voice,
drunk arguments and lipstick tattoos on mirror, one might want to write one cheesy poem:</b><br /><div style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.4cm; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><i>Do you want to stay </i></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>vagabund in Cosmos</i></span></span></div>
<div style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.4cm; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>and pick stars?</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>If I could lend you</i></span></span></div>
<div style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.4cm; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>with my cigarette</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>my soul</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>would you thank me with
obrigado</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>or consider</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>me stupid</i></span></span></div>
<div style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 0.4cm; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>for giving free stuff?</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;">*</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <b>Blond Czech cuties win the corridor. Greeting new
musicmen and -women, who seek escapism from ordinary, everyday mundane
life.</b> They smile to you <i>forever</i>, they make your true
colors become apparent, they greet our star reporter Lauri Lõo to
take us on a journey. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The journey is orchestrated
by the <b>chill, foggy looking musicians, who after smoking a
cigarette, loose themselves with guitars, pianos and drums and
microphone.</b> Lauri takes out the recorder, while the singers` goes
bonkers and the everyday ordiness swims out of those large windows. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>WE ARE ALL MAD HERE, one
might scream, when jazz artist, rocka-funka-billies, hippies and
soul-sinners jam and sing</b>. Somewhere there is paradise, somewhere
poems to be written, women to be loved and memories to be forgotten.
Somewhere there is passion. <b>Somewhere is JACC record label, Salao
Brazil´s own baby, true Christmas child.</b></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;">*</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>When it comes to JACC
record label, one needs to know that it is 3 years old and has
released already 20 albums.</b> It is a platform for talented local musicians. They are independent, forever autonomous,
fighting for the right cause.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So when a music man catches
the <b>album of Ogre</b>, talented portuguese young musicians
collaborating with<b> </b><span style="color: black;"><b>Maria João</b></span><b>,</b>
the virtuouso, goddess of Portuguese jazz, he/she is definitely
granted an experience of a lifetime. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Maria carries the listeners
on the paradisiac electronical rhythms to the seven lands and seas,
silently whispering us world secrets we tend to forget.. Let´s
forget ourselves into this beautiful world.. <i>Que voz! Que voz!</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>The
album is called Electrodomestico.. and has the work of such talented
artists as <b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-style: normal;">João
Farinha Júlio Resende Joel Silva André Nascimento. </span></span></span></b></b></span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />Check one of the song
from the album at:</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Babel
Radio show also recommends the album of </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ricardo
A. Freitas,</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
portuguese bassist, who has an album </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>IntErLuNio
– L´ ennui riot.</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
It is composed with </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Eduarda
Lala</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
trombone, </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Johannes
Krieger</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
trompete, </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Raimund
Engelhardt</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
table and percussion, </span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Gonçalo
Lopes</b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
clarinet and soprano. </span></span></span></span></span></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><i><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">This
album is mellow, soul-searching material, a guide to inner soul to
find peace, happiness and love. </span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Just
forget everything, my dear, weary soul and abandon your everyday
struggle with independent sounds..</span></span></span></i></b></span></div>
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<b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrlqQuczfIE"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PrlqQuczfIE</span></span></span></span></span></span></a></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The
final album of </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">the</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
JACC record label that Babels would like to promote is </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Elisa
Rodriguez - Heart Mouth dialogues</b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
We do not know whether we like only her music, or we are in love with
her beauty. </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Maybe
it is both.</span></i></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
But definitely </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">because
of</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
her, the writer </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">wants
to come down from</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
the balcony to hear this goddess sing. Because of her, a writer
might realize again that with one word you can change the world. </span></span></span></span></span></b></span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">While
the pianist taps away our everyday struggle, forgotten dreams and
evil souls, small, cute, fragile looking woman gathers her power</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
There is nothing left anymore, no houses, people, dreams and
positivity. </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">One
can feel</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
lack of love, drop-dead solutions and </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">look
solitude from</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
long, lonely walks. </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Somewhere
mirrors the long face of dead soul, who strolls</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
past Jardim de Manga.</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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Elisa singing:</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div>
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<b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1bpwj9Vd2OM"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1bpwj9Vd2OM</span></span></span></span></span></span></a></b></div>
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when the final cords of this goddess are </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">gone</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
the world becomes still, silent, forever-lonely. There are nothing
left than words, there is a lonely writer and quest to write himself
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">My
blood is full of words</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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drops straight from God´s winebottles</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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utter soul</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">We
all have dreams and Babel Radio Show knows that Salªo Brazil has
</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">them
</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">as
well. We do not know excatly what their dream is – </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">maybe
to be great!</span></i></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
But we know th</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">at</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><b>el
Maestro, Ze Miguel, the visionary of this place do dreams and
believes in them.</b></span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Abyssinica SIL;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> We guess Ze Miguel dreams and makes music at the same time - multitasking, that is!</i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div>
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</b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>are
more than sure</b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>
that the portuguese ( and international) greatness will be in this
place, on the records and </b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>in
</b></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>lovely
jazz magazine. Great words for the love of jazz.</b></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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magazine</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
at:</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">And
Babel Radio Show has a dream to sing there as </span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">well</span></span></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">!
Let´s pray to the gods and lands of possibillities to make it
happen!</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Our
gratitude goes to Salao Brazil, Ze Miguel, Martina Pospisilova,
Stepanka for her machines, Lauri for his amazing reportage, Ze Paus,
Zoe Malmendier for the pictures, Tcheka for amazing live, Antonio for
introducing the musicians!</span></span></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
writer finishes writing..</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">the
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Elisa
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">forever..</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/salao_brazil_and_portuguese-jazz/<br /><br /><br />let us know what performers you would like to see there on our Facebook!</span></i></span></span></span></b></span></div>
BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-24534599074512377512013-11-16T13:18:00.000-08:002014-05-23T05:04:22.536-07:00PORTUGUESE HIPHOP SAVED MY LIFE<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">This
blog post is about Portuguese music. However we are not going to talk
about Fado or not even about bands from Coimbra. ( That does not mean
you should not check them out, try looking for Sensible Soccers and
Bunnyranch for example.)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">This
blog post is about Portuguese hiphop! <i>Yes, we know, hiphop must be
the same in every country.</i> The same macho attitude and same
topics from sex, fame and money, swag and biiitc.... <i>girls, that
is</i>. But Portugese hiphop is different, since rappers can not rap
about money! Portugal has one of the most severe economical crisis in
Europe! <i>Fame?</i> It depends! Definitely <b>Orelha Negra with Sam
the Kid, Regula</b> can rap about that, since their song <b>Solteiro</b>
hit over one milion views on youtube.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=umkMgCCiiLc&hd=1</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">When
one checks this video, he or she has to agree portuguese can not rap
about biiit..., '<i>cause they have such a beautiful women</i>.
Astonishing, breath-taking, inspiring, stylish queens. The
extranzeiro who is writing this post is sure that portuguese women
are the most beautiful women in the world. <i>Why?</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Because...
they have sense of music and wide interest in it. Maybe the yes lies
in the way they dress and how they behave themselves so modestly.
Maybe the reason lies in their melancholic eyes or how they carry
themselves, or how they treat their family and friends. One becomes
jealous towards the reciepents of those hugs... Maybe it is the way
they gallantly roll their tobacco. Maybe it is the way their hair
smell in the early spring, or the wide array of perfumes and creams
that make their skin so vividly addictive.. Maybe it is their sexy
portugues accent or their politically and culturally conscious
conversations..</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Damn!
What the fuck is wrong with this writer?</i> Let's get back to money,
hoes, fame and <i>gangsta shit</i>. This blog post is about HIPHOP –
portuguese hiphop, that is: not some cheesy stuff, where one idiot
tries to be romantic.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Before
moving to the introduction of portuguese hiphop´s history, Babels
would like to teach few words for potential rappers.. Consider it
<i>aulas portuguesas. </i></span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">To
rhyme – <i>rimar</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">(<i>
this is the activity that gets rappers money, fame and bii.. It does
not need musical skill, since sometimes some cheesy rnb singer can
save the day</i>)</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"> <span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />battle
- <i>batalha</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>(
this is the activity, what all the angry rappers who have not had
sex, fame or money do to express their anger and show their talent.
The goal is to win the battle with rhymes, beat the opponent with
punchlines. Usually they tend to address opponents mothers, fathers
and lame rapping skills. ) </i></span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Chorus
– refrºao</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br />This
is the part of the song, what rappers usually do not master. Since
rappers are not so sexy and beautiful, it is the place to put nice
looking lads to sing. ( so it looks better on videos, as well) While
all the cheesy Chris Browns and Rnb singers are singing about their
forever lost lovers, heartaches and sexy girls, rappers have to
squeeze their balls, to make their voices more high.</i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Now
moving on to our guests. We had in our show <b>Moises Regalado,</b> who is currently studying History at the University of
Coimbra. When it comes to Moises, he has done <b> hiphop show
Suburbano </b></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">in <b>RUC</b></span></span></span>.</b> On his free-time, he can listen, rap, freestyle or
write raps for 24/7. This is not exaggeration, since this post´s
author lives in the same house and listens 24/7 boombap sounds coming
from Moises's room. For some reason, there is always coming some
herby smell from the room, where this great senhor is living. Babel
Radio show is more than sure that <b>MC HAKA</b> – that is Moises´s
artist name - is boiling tea there, just to calm down from the long
working hours of a rapper.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />MC
Haka is a <b>Mc from Aveiro</b>. Mc Haka is not a battle rapper,
since he is not angry, since he has swag, ladies and groupies. MC
Haka is part of <b>AVC crew,</b> readers can freely check their stuff
and even download it at:</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://nokarmarecords.com/releases/">http://nokarmarecords.com/releases/</a></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"> <span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">We
played his song <b>Mandarim</b> in our show, but we also recommend
song:</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Carlos
Braz</b> is a programme coordinator of RUC´s hiphop show
<b><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Suburbano/" target="_blank">Suburbano</a>.</b> Also he is a PR of RUC. For a stranger, especially
Estonian one, Carlos might look like Afroman – since he is wearing
afro and can sing. But since he is against weed smoking and does not
have an ugly face, he could never be a Afroman! When it comes to
Carlos, he is more than happy to teach Angolan dances to those
interested in. However, if nobody is interested, he dances with his
girlfriend or in the corridors of RUC. <b>Suburbano goes on air ON
RUC OF COURSE, every tuesday, thursday at 20. 00.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last
but not least is <b>Daniel Abreu</b>, very chill, cool and relaxed
gentleman, who looks like Snoop Dogg, with his curly hair, sun
glasses and <i>heureka, heureka</i> „ Snoop Dogg´s T-shirt“ This
wonderful gentleman is doing <b><a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/daniel-abreu-cacao/" target="_blank">Sampleecious on RUC</a>, show about
sampling on RUC every Tueday at 13.00..</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />Babel
Radio Show wants to officially thank those people for taking part!</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">The
show also mentioned <b>the best producer, rapper and beat maker in
portuguese hiphop. His name is Sam the Kid</b>. When our guests
mentioned the best albums of portuguese hiphop, three of his albums
were mentioned.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">One
of them was <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxkOI_ufZRk" target="_blank"><i>Sobretudo</i></a>, second <i>Practica(mente)</i> and the
last one, instrumental album called <i><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOpfu5F26T0&list=PL5F591AB3FD96E81F" target="_blank">Beatz vol. 1: Amor</a>. </i>This
album is considered the best instrumental hiphop album in Portugal.
The reason lies its personal approach, where Sam the Kid uses samples
and recordings from his family. It tells a love story. This album is
a true, meaningful journey through portuguese history and all Sam
the Kid´s struggle/ problems associated with that time. </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">All
those albums should be listened by the listeners and readers to get
to know true talent of Sam The Kid. As MC Haka said in the show, „<i>
Sam the Kid´s level is international.</i>“ </span></span></span>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">This
might be the reason why Sam the Kid has an collaboration with
American great hiphop artist Afu-Ra.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Check
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">When
it comes to other artists, Babel Radio Show, MC Haka, Carlos Braz and
Daniel Abreu recommend<b> Regula, Nerve, Valete, Orelha Negra and
Mundo.</b></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>A
brief historical background.</i> Hiphop in Portugal, or as they say
here - <i>hiphop Tuga</i> - <b>started in 1980s.</b> The main influence
came from American rappers and ghetto movies from that time. The
birthplaces of Tuga Hiphop were Porto and Lisboa, more specifically
areas like Massama, Cacem, Vila Nova de Gaia( <i>Here one can wonder,
how much the vinho porto influenced the rappers, since it is an
historical wine area</i>), Maia and Margem Sul Do Tejo.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The
first national, official movement was in 1994 by guy named </span></span></span></span><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_Mari%C3%B1o" target="_blank">José
Mariño</a><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
who did a radio programme „ Novo Rap Jovem“ in a radio station „
Radio Energia“.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">The
first rap album was a combilation album called „ Rapublica“. It
had a song by Black Company – Nadal, which went national all over portuguese
radios. This was the first success of Portuguese rap.
This was the reason why Sam the Kid, Regula and many other modern day
artist could rap their way to the top..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Consolas, monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Babel
Radio Show wishes you boa noite and recommends listening one of this
classic..</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">When
being in Portugal, one definitely feels <i>saudade</i>. <i>Extranzeiro</i>
can even feel</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">it,
´cause he or she is far from his country. That is the feeling late
at night, when you can not sleep and reflect and think back at your
life. When Portuguese reminisce their past times, lovers, friends and
events in the rainy Coimbra night, other people do the same. They
also can not sleep, crying for sun that is forever hidden behind the
panorama of University campus, all the jolly breezes and chanting old
men disappeared from dusty tascas. Of course, we, <i>foreigners</i>
can not speak about saudade, explain its origins and meaning. We do
not usually even have a word for that. For many languages „
saudade“ is indefinable. But sometimes feelings do not need words,
they need heart. They need past experiences, they need memories of
greatness. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">It
is utterly beautiful to see the rain drops touching the dusty
buildings in this grey night. Everything is sad, somewhere is chaos
and somewhere are losses. There are people restless as Fernando
Pessoa, but this pain, october-time sadness gives them so much power.
Those emotions are beautiful, vivid, god given. Those emotions are
colorful, forever -lasting. One lids a cigarette and watches how its
smoke raises to the cosmos. From cosmos you could see Lisboa. From
the Lisboa you could see <i>miradourus</i>, where, in Meddieval
Times, small boys and girls looked how caravels went to new rich,
unoccupied, unknown lands and islands. All the city was filled with
hope of better, success of the winds and the certainty that they
will come back. Every morning those boys were there, imagining all
the richness, weird nations and jolly boat rides on turquiose sea.
But as the days went by, they start miss their beloved ones. Missed
their touch, their beards, their perfumes and the way they said their
names. They missed their fathers and mothers, brothers and sisters,
family at the kitchen table. Most definitely there was <i>bacalhao</i> at the
table, while the wines never ran out!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">5
-year-old Miguel was anxiously waiting his grandpa to come back. He
wanted to see him near the oven, smoking patiently his strong tobacco
and sipping port wine, while telling the stories of love, hope and
better future. Miguel remembered how he spilled sometimes tobacco on
his coat and that he never minded to look like that, he would look
deep into boys eyes and say:</span></div>
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„ <span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">You
always have to embrace the past.“</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">Miguel
used to listen those stories, sometimes even crying. Crying 'cause
they were so alive, so vivid, so touching. But since he was a small
kid, he did not want to think of the past so much.</span></div>
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„ <span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">What
about future? Why I can not look to the future?“ asked the small
boy. At the same time mellow breeze from Tejo freshened the small
dusty house.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;"><br />„
You can,“ said grandpa very softly, then took strong puff from the
cigarette,“ but you always have to remember. You always have to
remember to live your present, future in a way or in a manner that
makes its' passing always so painful, so touching, so hearty.“</span></div>
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„ <span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">But
this is so complex, difficult feeling, grandpa!“ answered Miguel</span></div>
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„ <span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">This
is just <i>saudade!</i>“ answered grandpa.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">With
this memory in mind, Miguel waited his grandpa to return from the
distant lands. He stayed in this <i>miradouro</i> for ages. He aged
and grew old, but he never stopped going to <i><span style="font-weight: normal;">miradouro</span></i>
to look for the sea. He never stopped ageing, he never forgot his
childhood and his grandpa. He never forgot the beauty of the saudade,
the poetic soul of this nation, the gracious tenderness of missing
something, someone so much that it starts emotional firestarter. With
tears come laughter, and with euphoria comes the pain, all mixed
together, all mixed in one. All mixed in to the bloodstream of true
portuguese. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">When
this blood mixes with port wine, portuguese are not afraid to be
poetic. He is not afraid to be himself. He starts gradually to talk
about her, her red-dotted dress and cocoa smell. Or about her
high - heels clanking and clipping on the cobblestone streets of
Coimbra. He takes another sip of the sweet port wine, lights a
cigarettes and murmures,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;"><br />„
Oh damn, I can not even describe feelings, things, sounds and
memories I am right now feeling, when thinking back to this girl.“</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">And
he does not have to describe. Because he is feeling <i>saudade,</i> it is a
undescribable feeling.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">Babel
Radio show is very vulnerable to share their <i>saudades</i> in the rainy
nights of Coimbra. It rains like crazy, but we feel beautiful. We
feel as forever-lasting souls, true humanbeings. Even if the passed
times hurts us, the pain makes our heart sing. <i>Shall we be poetic?
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">Oh,
I remember when me and my Cousin were young. We were every summer
trying to fix grandparents road with our small hands.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">We
were there every day, next to this old farmhouse and golden fields.
We believed naively that we could really change its condition.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">At
that time we even believed that we could fix all the roads. We could
take on the highways and bridges, our wild hair singing in the
summertime breeze.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">We
sat on the top of grassy cellar and ate our Nutella sandwiches,
after that we took our dishes to grandmother. <i>As good boys. </i>At
dawn we helped her to pick strawberries..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">I
do miss those days..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">And
who does not remember his first kiss! It is nothing that touches your
soul. There are no magic painters who could bring down the stars to
color your heart golden. She was <i>sloppy</i>, and I was drunk.. And
I was stupid, dumb and excited. Now I realize <i>this is the best
way to deal with life</i>..Thats the key to happiness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">I
miss building snowmen in the frosty night, cold, severe Estonian harsh
weather, me and my cousin throwing snowballs at eachother. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">Grandpas
nose red as Rudolph´s. And <i>damn</i>.. the carrot did not stick...<i>
but the memory remains..</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">I
miss my <i>first slow dance</i>, hands sweating, moving glumsy, eyes
looking down to the ground not to her eyes. <i>To her soul. To her
heart.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">She
was a girl with dotted dress, big breasts and Valentino perfume.. I
was just a boy, a dreamer, an unruined soul..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">I
long for those quiet autumn nights, rain hitting the windows, me
excited while reading great words. I miss the euphoria, the bookworms
virginity in
this silent, comfty room. Just me, Erich Maria Remarque, cup of tea.
And a dream. Once write great words..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">Oh,
I miss my grandmother, her morning pancakes with rasperry jelly, <i>a
lot of sugar.</i> A time where a boy did not have to do anything. Or you
could just relax or collect Pamela Andresons pictures as I did. The
cold Estonian weather could not be killjoy enough to me under the
blanket. I was having Baywatch session. <i>Damn, why do you think
that I am describing male half-fertilizement practice, for crying out
loud, I was five!</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> Underneath the
blanket with flashlight, happy as Christmas.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;"><i>That
was my first love..</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Traditional Arabic, serif;">I
miss my grandmother telling me and my cousin bedtime
stories..Actually there was only one story. <i>Red riding hood</i>.
But we never got sick of it,'cause this is a good story.</span></div>
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<b><span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">DEAR STUDENTS AND RESEARCHERS!<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">BABEL RADIO SHOW is currently looking for <b>1 PORTUGUESE-SPEAKING RADIO COLLABORATOR </b>to be part of the PERMANENT TEAM in the
first semester of 2013/ 2014.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">What is BABEL radio show?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">BABEL is a radio show for Erasmus and international
students that goes on air at Radio Universidade de Coimbra (RUC), a radio
station entirely managed by students. The show aims at sharing students´
personal experiences and practical tips for university life in Coimbra. It also
promotes students’ different cultural backgrounds and their countries, as well
as other vital topics for students.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">What do we expect from you?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">As one of the few Portuguese members of the Permanent Team, you will
share responsibilities with the show Coordinator and your main tasks will be:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">- engaging researchers and teaching staff by
promoting results of research activity and international projects;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">- planning and executing a weekly segment on
research projects in course, teaming up with other team members;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">- promoting the show among its different target
audiences and engaging them through social media, on air competitions and
outdoor events (stands in faculties, parties, etc);<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">- managing the show's identity and communication on
social networks and blog (producing and adapting contents to different
platforms).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="ET" style="font-family: Calibri;">If you are INTERESTED IN THIS CHALLENGE AND ARE LOOKING FOR A UNIQUE
WORK EXPERIENCE, as <i>well as a good
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Get in touch with <b>Ana Val-do-Rio </b>and <b>Krismar Rosin </b>at <span lang="PT"><a href="mailto:babelruc@gmail.com"><span lang="EN-US">babelruc@gmail.com</span></a></span><o:p></o:p></div>
<!--EndFragment-->BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-40766751545262631832013-06-30T18:04:00.001-07:002014-03-04T10:27:08.587-08:00What a Champions League player must be<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">By: Pedro Girao, ESN Coimbra Communication manager</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">You are entering the field hearing the Champions League hymn. The fans sing “You will never walk alone” to support your team. Looking around you can find two or three people with posters asking you to give them your t-shirt… what a great ambience in this Champions League match!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The match starts and you badly realize that your dream came true: you are now playing the Champions League. You have a team who will fight from the first until the last minute to win the championship!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Well, it’s better to stop dreaming… let me be honest with you: it will not happen during your Erasmus Champions League in Coimbra. There won’t be millions of fans supporting you nor posters asking for your t-shirt. But once you are there you will understand that you already have a team, a group of people who will do the best to enjoy this Champions League from the first match til the final victory!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">You will probably understand that some of the players you have on your team would be more successful as singers or dancers than they are as football players – and they don’t even know how to sing or to dance! You can even find that it will be impossible to win the tournament with such a bad group of players …</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">At the end of the tournament you can have lost all the matches… but you will want to have a team dinner and, which is more, you will have a new group of friends.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">And suddenly you realize that all those football players – the good and the bad ones – are already your team. And that they will be there until the end of your Erasmus in Coimbra. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Ah… do you know your fat goalkeeper? Well… he won’t save any goal during the tournament but he will be the best guy drinking beer, wine and shots. He will be THE MAN in your team-dinner, in your first hang out together and during the ESN parties!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Yes, there will only be one team winning the tournament. But at least you will be able to say, when you come back home, that you have played the Champions League at least once! And that you’ve played with the only (fat) goalkeeper that have never failed a penalty in Coimbra!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Join the Erasmus Champions League here: https://www.facebook.com/events/429277457202762/?fref=ts </span>BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-13244647264889175712013-06-27T17:26:00.001-07:002013-06-27T17:26:34.936-07:00Show Updates!We updated the podcasts for our last shows on the demonstrations in Turkey and Brazil and the more easy-going chit-chat we had about Erasmus.<br />
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Direct access to our Mixcloud page with the cloudcasts <a href="http://www.mixcloud.com/Babel_RUC/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Show archive with the links for all shows from this semester and some older ones <a href="http://babelruc.blogspot.pt/p/show-archive.html" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Our song lists from the past episode is available for one week <a href="http://babelruc.blogspot.pt/p/last-shows-tunes.html" target="_blank">here</a>.BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-8136270060370419232013-06-13T09:38:00.002-07:002013-06-13T09:38:59.607-07:00Portuguese Literature...Get Your Read On!Let's set this off with our guest's suggestions for Portuguese books that are very recommendable for all kinds of students, young people, old people, Erasmus, non-Erasmus and everyone else who is interested in the Portuguese language:<br />
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- Miguel Torga, "Diário": Miguel Torga's diary is available in many volumes, obviously it turned some tradition for students to buy the volume of their birth year.<br />
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- José Saramago, "Jamgada de Pecha": a novel.<br />
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- Fernando Assis Pacheco, "Trabalhos & Paixões de Benito Prada"<br />
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Then, our suggestions for places to read and libraries in Coimbra:<br />
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- Biblioteca Geral, University - opposite of FLUC (it has its 500 year anniversary coming up!)<br />
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- the libraries of all the faculties, some nice videos to get to know parts of them from our colleagues at UCv:<br />
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<a href="http://ucv.uc.pt/ucv/podcasts/babel/um-bom-sitio-para-estudar-departamento-de-antropol" target="_blank">http://ucv.uc.pt/ucv/podcasts/<wbr></wbr>babel/um-bom-sitio-para-<wbr></wbr>estudar-departamento-de-<wbr></wbr>antropol</a><br />
- Biblioteca Municipal and their webpage:<br />
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<a href="http://www.cm-coimbra.pt/biblioteca/">http://www.cm-coimbra.pt/biblioteca/</a><br />
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- Literature events in Coimbra, announced on Camera Municipal's page:<br />
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<a href="http://www.cm-coimbra.pt/index.php?option=com_content&task=blogcategory&id=82&Itemid=208">http://www.cm-coimbra.pt/index.php?option=com_content&task=blogcategory&id=82&Itemid=208</a><br />
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And following (in Portuguese), our links for getting some background information on all the things more or less deep about Lusophone literature:<br />
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Very well made site from Instituto Camões, explainig the history of Portuguese literature, main works and authors:<br /><a href="http://cvc.instituto-camoes.pt/conhecer/bases-tematicas/literatura-portuguesa.html" target="_blank">http://cvc.instituto-camoes.<wbr></wbr>pt/conhecer/bases-tematicas/<wbr></wbr>literatura-portuguesa.html</a><br />
<br />Overview on works, authors, aso, listed by historic context:<br /><a href="http://www.portaldaliteratura.com/literatura.php" target="_blank">http://www.portaldaliteratura.<wbr></wbr>com/literatura.php</a><br /><br />Enormous Wikipedia site, way too big if you just want to get a short overview:<br />
<a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hist%C3%B3ria_da_literatura_em_Portugal" target="_blank">http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Hist%C3%B3ria_da_literatura_<wbr></wbr>em_Portugal</a><br /><br />Centre of Portuguese Literature of FLUC:<br />
<a href="http://www.uc.pt/fluc/clp" target="_blank">http://www.uc.pt/fluc/clp</a><br /><br />Enormous blog on authors of Portuguese literature, useful for a more specified search and to get to check authors on a more entertaining basis, less scientific:<br />
<a href="http://auladeliteraturaportuguesa.blogspot.pt/" target="_blank">http://<wbr></wbr>auladeliteraturaportuguesa.<wbr></wbr>blogspot.pt/</a><br />
<br />Very short text, that sums up the most important on Portuguese Literature:<br /><a href="http://www.portugal-live.net/P/essential/culture-literature.html" target="_blank">http://www.portugal-live.net/<wbr></wbr>P/essential/culture-<wbr></wbr>literature.html</a><br />
<br />That a-f-ing-mazing children's page, we also used for our Santos Populares show, explaining Dia de Camões:<br /><a href="http://www.junior.te.pt/servlets/Rua?ID=209&P=Portugal" target="_blank">http://www.junior.te.pt/<wbr></wbr>servlets/Rua?ID=209&P=Portugal</a><br /><br />
Wikipedia explaining Luis de Camões:<br />
<a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lu%C3%ADs_de_Cam%C3%B5es" target="_blank">https://pt.wikipedia.<wbr></wbr>org/wiki/Lu%C3%ADs_de_Cam%C3%<wbr></wbr>B5es</a><br /><br />
Wikipedia explaining Camões Day:<br /><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dia_de_Portugal" target="_blank">http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Dia_de_Portugal</a><br /><br />Some events on this year's Camões Day:<br />
<a href="http://www.ptjornal.com/2013061016663/geral/sociedade/dia-de-portugal-condecoracoes-em-elvas-memorias-de-camoes-homenagem-na-google.html" target="_blank">http://www.ptjornal.com/<wbr></wbr>2013061016663/geral/sociedade/<wbr></wbr>dia-de-portugal-condecoracoes-<wbr></wbr>em-elvas-memorias-de-camoes-<wbr></wbr>homenagem-na-google.html</a><br />
<br />BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-67598571207888484142013-06-13T09:20:00.001-07:002013-06-13T09:20:17.275-07:00Speaking of......Santos and Festas Populares.There are lots of things to discover during this time. Not only some celebrations of their kind here or in Lisbon or Oporto, also the "Feira Medieval" coming up in Coimbra and finally on June, 10th is Camões Day, the day of the Lusophonic Community and Culture.<br />
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The three Santos Populares and their respective days are:<br />
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- St. Anthony on June 13th<br />
- St. John on June, 24th<br />
- St. Peter on June, 29th<br />
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In the Parish of S. António dos Oliveias, where our guest works, they for sure celebrate the day of St. Anthony biggest. BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-48880256599972348442013-06-06T11:14:00.003-07:002013-06-06T11:14:42.552-07:00Festas and Santos PopularesThis edition we talked to Frei Domingos from Italy and asked him loads of questions about the tradition of Festas and Santos Populares. Below you find some of our preparational links - unfortunately (depends on your point of view - might also be fotunately) they're almost all in Portuguese.<br />
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A rather unspecified definition of "Festa Popular": <a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Festa_popular" target="_blank">http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Festa_popular</a><br />
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A list of all Festas Populares in Portugal, more focused on the regional and local ones: <a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anexo:Lista_das_principais_festas_e_romarias_de_Portugal" target="_blank">http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Anexo:Lista_das_principais_<wbr></wbr>festas_e_romarias_de_Portugal</a><br />
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Touristic page with all the dates for 2012 and a short description, easy to read: <a href="http://www.destinoslusos.com/2012/05/festas-populares-2012-em-portugal.html" target="_blank">http://www.destinoslusos.com/<wbr></wbr>2012/05/festas-populares-2012-<wbr></wbr>em-portugal.html</a><br />
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Actually a children's page but very nice to read and with all the basic background information: <a href="http://www.junior.te.pt/servlets/Bairro?P=Portugal&ID=483" target="_blank">http://www.junior.te.pt/<wbr></wbr>servlets/Bairro?P=Portugal&ID=<wbr></wbr>483</a><br />
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<br />Wikipedia about St. John's celebration and June festivities and their origins:<br />
<a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Festa_junina" target="_blank">http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/<wbr></wbr>Festa_junina</a><br />
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BABELRUChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13489854685346265408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5206305209094823473.post-61467604654126089702013-05-30T08:59:00.002-07:002013-05-30T08:59:23.839-07:00Exams vs. ActivitiesApart from the non-date-specified activities we presented in one of our last shows, here are some events coming up in Coimbra with special recommendations from the Babel team.<br />
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June, 1st: International Children´s Day brings lots of children's activities to Portugal dos Pequenitos (next to Santa Clara on the otherside of the river).<br />
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May, 31st to June, 9th: a theatre ensemble from São Paulo brings some cool showcases to Coimbra, hosted by O Teatrão (close to Polo II), going by the name of "<a href="https://www.facebook.com/SaoPalco" target="_blank">São Palco</a>". <br />
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June, 8th: Huge medieval festival in Coimbra with special recommendation from our last show's guest Renato. It's going to take place on Largo de Sé Velha.<br />
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