Suburbia (VII)
Showing posts with label suburbia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label suburbia. Show all posts
12 March 2016
29 November 2012
"Emilia Garcia, 46, stood in the Santa Filomena neighborhood in Amadora, Portugal, where local authorities have ruled that the entire neighborhood — predominantly home to immigrants from Cape Verde — is illegally occupied and have begun to demolish all of the homes there. Portugal has assiduously followed the belt-tightening prescriptions of its international lenders, passing on Tuesday yet another tough budget that raises taxes and cuts services". (daqui)
14 July 2009
10 February 2009
CIDADES (XIV)
Subúrbia LX (II), Portugal, 2009 *
Lost in the high street, where the dogs run
Roaming suburban boys
Mothers got a hairdo to be done
She says they're too old for toys
Stood by the bus stop with a felt pen
In this suburban hell
And in the distance a police car
To break the suburban spell
Lets take a ride, and run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
You cant hide, run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
Lets take a ride, and run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
You cant hide, run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
Break the window by the town hall
Listen, the siren screams
There in the distance, like a roll call
Of all the suburban dreams
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
Its on the front page of the papers
This is their hour of need
Wheres a policeman when you need one
To blame the colour tv?
Lets take a ride, and run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
You cant hide, run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
Take a ride, and run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
You cant hide, run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
Run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia
You cant hide
In suburbia
In suburbia
In suburbia
In suburbia
In suburbia
* (all distances and class differences considered, hell is hell)
(2009)
28 December 2008
ALL CITIES ARE GEOLOGICAL
(Suburbia I)
(Suburbia I)
"We are bored in the city, there is no longer any Temple of the Sun. Between the legs of the women walking by, the dadaists imagined a monkey wrench and the surrealists a crystal cup. That’s lost. We know how to read every promise in faces — the latest stage of morphology. The poetry of the billboards lasted twenty years".
"All cities are geological. You can’t take three steps without encountering ghosts bearing all the prestige of their legends. We move within a closed landscape whose landmarks constantly draw us toward the past. Certain shifting angles, certain receding perspectives, allow us to glimpse original conceptions of space, but this vision remains fragmentary".
"We don’t intend to prolong the mechanistic civilizations and frigid architecture that ultimately lead to boring leisure. We propose to invent new, changeable decors". (Ivan Chtcheglov, Formulary for a New Urbanism)
(2008)
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