<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:09:01.490-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pothead Blues</title><subtitle type='html'>poesia beatnik e pensamentos nihilistas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>John Pothead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868057963214606112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1657</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1405996685989662640</id><published>2010-08-25T11:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:14:36.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>turn on, tune in, drop out</title><content type='html'>bueno. resta aqui o devido agradecimento a nossos leitores.&lt;br /&gt;foi bem divertido fazer o TPB nesses últimos cinco, seis anos.&lt;br /&gt;mas já não havia mais o quê. e ficam para nós os antigos archives,&lt;br /&gt;até o buraco negro digital achar por bem  nos engolir a todos também.&lt;br /&gt;sem mais para o momento, aqui me despeço,&lt;br /&gt;deixando minhas estimas e reiterando minhas considerações.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1405996685989662640?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1405996685989662640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1405996685989662640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/08/turn-on-tune-in-drop-out.html' title='turn on, tune in, drop out'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1872103488726686565</id><published>2010-06-22T17:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:35:29.729-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite (in afrika)</title><content type='html'>os bafana bafana já caíram fora&lt;br /&gt;mas aqui a coupe du monde está apenas comezando&lt;br /&gt;a afrika do sul como tu nunca ouvistes:&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, 'as 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o    'anjos da noite' é mais um certame do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1872103488726686565?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1872103488726686565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1872103488726686565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/anjos-da-noite-in-afrika_22.html' title='anjos da noite (in afrika)'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-463340373176326668</id><published>2010-06-15T04:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T04:59:46.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite (in afrika)</title><content type='html'>o afro beat de fela kuti&lt;br /&gt;o reggae de tiken jah fakoly&lt;br /&gt;o folk saariano de salif keita&lt;br /&gt;a juju music de king sunny adé&lt;br /&gt;o blues árabe de ali farka-touré&lt;br /&gt;a chimurenga de thomas mapfumo&lt;br /&gt;"a afrika é logo aqui"&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, 'as 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o   'anjos da noite' é mais um safari do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-463340373176326668?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/463340373176326668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/463340373176326668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/anjos-da-noite-in-afrika.html' title='anjos da noite (in afrika)'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2251741274891416114</id><published>2010-06-02T10:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:49:21.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o reino e o poder</title><content type='html'>nunca antes na história deste país, um presidente da republika foi tão aclamado. parabens ao lula. mas ele tem que ouvir este tipo de troço partindo deste tipo de gente:&lt;br /&gt;"Eu livrei o governo dele do José Dirceu, Gushiken, Genoino, Marcos Valério, Delúbio. Ele me deve uma janta. O  governo dele cresceu a partir daí."&lt;br /&gt;(roberto jefferson, o heroi do mensalão)&lt;br /&gt;lula sabe bem o preço que pagou para chegar até aqui. eu sei também.&lt;br /&gt;eu acho que não valeu a pena. aposto que o lula acha que valeu, sim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2251741274891416114?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2251741274891416114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2251741274891416114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-reino-e-o-poder.html' title='o reino e o poder'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3245384705976554770</id><published>2010-06-01T12:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:47:24.999-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>um rolê pela corte do rei carmim.&lt;br /&gt;robert fripp e o king crimson.&lt;br /&gt;adrian belew, tony levin, bill bruford.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, 'as 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o  'anjos da noite' é mais uma reinação dos monarquistas do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3245384705976554770?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3245384705976554770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3245384705976554770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/06/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1357120150628323607</id><published>2010-05-31T23:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:18:58.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'>luciano f*ck</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário de celebridades:&lt;br /&gt;"Angélica quer engravidar em 2011"&lt;br /&gt;ok. então vamos lá, garota.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1357120150628323607?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1357120150628323607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1357120150628323607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/luciano-fck.html' title='luciano f*ck'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3477039251564522478</id><published>2010-05-30T08:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:05:58.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'>easy rider, easy rider</title><content type='html'>um minutinho de silence&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; um dois em mémoire de&lt;br /&gt;dennis hopper (1936-2010)&lt;br /&gt;velho caubói do asfalto bill&lt;br /&gt;pegou sua motoka e partiu&lt;br /&gt;para a derradeira liberdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(josé de alencar recebeu alta e passa bem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3477039251564522478?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3477039251564522478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3477039251564522478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/easy-rider-easy-rider.html' title='easy rider, easy rider'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6642898140082234065</id><published>2010-05-16T13:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:59:08.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>not there</title><content type='html'>saco cheio de soletrar "rimbaud" em librarias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6642898140082234065?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6642898140082234065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6642898140082234065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-there.html' title='not there'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-496585552925569910</id><published>2010-05-13T00:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:57:11.562-03:00</updated><title type='text'>absurdo</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário policial:&lt;br /&gt;"roriz condenado por improbidade administrativa"&lt;br /&gt;ah... mas era só o que faltava!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-496585552925569910?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/496585552925569910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/496585552925569910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/absurdo.html' title='absurdo'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7365658796488476133</id><published>2010-05-11T08:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:25:41.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>van morrison, elvis costello, the black crowes&lt;br /&gt;allen toussaint, levon helm, my morning jackett&lt;br /&gt;o jazz and heritage festival de nova orleans&lt;br /&gt;e alguns improvisos ao vivo...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, 'as 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma produção dos malacos do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7365658796488476133?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7365658796488476133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7365658796488476133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/anjos-da-noite_11.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6179379138795711224</id><published>2010-05-04T11:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:30:09.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>johnny cash, o homem de preto,&lt;br /&gt;a entrar no saloon e botar as botas em cima do balcão.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o     'anjos da noite' é mais um tiroteio do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6179379138795711224?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6179379138795711224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6179379138795711224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/05/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2153739040305624627</id><published>2010-04-16T07:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:02:22.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>góticos de luto</title><content type='html'>morreu o peter steele, do type o negative&lt;br /&gt;ele era gothic, mas era um cara legal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2153739040305624627?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2153739040305624627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2153739040305624627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/goticos-de-luto.html' title='góticos de luto'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7336880478381887682</id><published>2010-04-12T19:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:27:23.879-03:00</updated><title type='text'>homem livre</title><content type='html'>josé roberto arruda, enfim, está fora da cadeia.&lt;br /&gt;mas e o nardoni? sai quando?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7336880478381887682?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7336880478381887682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7336880478381887682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/homem-livre.html' title='homem livre'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-73370388869737354</id><published>2010-04-12T19:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T19:26:39.292-03:00</updated><title type='text'>jornalismo isento</title><content type='html'>manchete de amanhã de cierto jornal:&lt;br /&gt;"exclusivo: arruda perdoa detratores"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-73370388869737354?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/73370388869737354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/73370388869737354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/jornalismo-isento.html' title='jornalismo isento'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7057097478185229151</id><published>2010-04-11T05:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T06:24:55.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the poetry as a dismissal</title><content type='html'>virei a noite na rua. bebendo pinga &amp;amp; chutando lata.&lt;br /&gt;- mas, me diz, guria insone, tu curtes poesia?&lt;br /&gt;- por que a pergunta? por acaso você faz versos?&lt;br /&gt;- bebi um bocadito. e os versos que antes se aninhavam à minha volta, agora que te vejo, me escapam.&lt;br /&gt;- os versos estão girando na tua frente? sei como se sente. é a pinga.&lt;br /&gt;- antes fosse, e eles girassem até se cansassem, pois aí cairiam tontos dentro de minhas frases feitas. mas os diabos fogem e passam velozes por debaixo das portas.&lt;br /&gt;- nunca lhe ofereceram a chave de la poesía?&lt;br /&gt;- nã. não te trago chave alguma. mas erro maior seria pensar que é tudo questão de ter a chave cierta na mão.&lt;br /&gt;- a verdade é que não há chave pois não há fechadura. não há segredo a detener la poesía.&lt;br /&gt;- exacto. mas ainda há quem pense que poesia tem hora marcada. que seja questão de hábito. que à poesia se possa amansar, domesticar, fazer cafuné na barriguinha e ensinar uns truques.&lt;br /&gt;- la poesía não busca grabetos, non, nem fica a babar, a abanar lo rabito.&lt;br /&gt;- me escreve um poema pra eu ler?, me pedem isso direto.&lt;br /&gt;- y ainda mais después de tus pingas, por supuesto.&lt;br /&gt;- como se eu pudesse aqui me sentar e te escrever o que tu quiseres de mim, o que seja.&lt;br /&gt;- pero carregas en la estampa o jeito de poeta? por isso te pedem?&lt;br /&gt;- nã. apenas gosto de me dizer poeta. é esse o troco que me cabe pelo deslumbrar-me.&lt;br /&gt;- pois escreba ahora uns versitos para yo, como não?&lt;br /&gt;- escrevo o tempo todo. mas basta que agora me peça pra escrever e pronto, perco a serventia.&lt;br /&gt;- mas, poeta, y tu curtes la poesía?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7057097478185229151?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7057097478185229151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7057097478185229151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetry-as-dismissal.html' title='the poetry as a dismissal'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8740508962718333826</id><published>2010-04-06T08:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:20:31.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>miles davis e sua III revolução&lt;br /&gt;"bitches brew" e o nascimento do jazz-rock&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o    'anjos da noite' é mais uma fusão do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8740508962718333826?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8740508962718333826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8740508962718333826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2224030207974446860</id><published>2010-04-05T12:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:35:30.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>something is technically wrong.</title><content type='html'>but you don't know&lt;br /&gt;what it is, do you,&lt;br /&gt;mister jones?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2224030207974446860?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2224030207974446860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2224030207974446860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-is-technically-wrong.html' title='something is technically wrong.'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-211685633984576</id><published>2010-03-31T18:06:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:12:58.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nossos amigos todos procurando emprego</title><content type='html'>puxa, e agora o que será do governo lula?&lt;br /&gt;sem os ministros edson lobão, hélio costa &amp;amp; geddel vieira lima?&lt;br /&gt;só a nata de nossa politika. os melhores quadros do ministério fizeram que nem a  dilma e deixaram hoje o executivo para concorrerem às eleições de outubro. a rapaziada tem que arranjar emprego pros próximos quatro anos.&lt;br /&gt;(se possível, um emprego que garanta alguma espécie de foro especial.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-211685633984576?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/211685633984576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/211685633984576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/procurando-emprego.html' title='nossos amigos todos procurando emprego'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3603319087043329745</id><published>2010-03-31T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:46:31.261-03:00</updated><title type='text'>steady diet of nothing</title><content type='html'>acabou o big brother. um vazio varre minh'alma. só resta abrazar o  nihilismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3603319087043329745?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3603319087043329745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3603319087043329745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/steady-diet-of-nothing.html' title='steady diet of nothing'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-979174385695869739</id><published>2010-03-30T12:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:39:32.749-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>hei, guria, tu curtes alex chilton?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes ’round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They sing “I’m in love. What’s that song? I’m in love with that song.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alex chilton, seus amigos, seus herdeiros&lt;br /&gt;the box tops, big star e después&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o    'anjos da noite' é mais uma homenagem do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-979174385695869739?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/979174385695869739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/979174385695869739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/anjos-da-noite_30.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2360760375439968533</id><published>2010-03-29T00:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:29:37.949-03:00</updated><title type='text'>agora vai?</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário médico-hospitalar:&lt;br /&gt;"sarney é internado em SP para retirada de tumor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2360760375439968533?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2360760375439968533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2360760375439968533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/agora-vai.html' title='agora vai?'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2254576509949729969</id><published>2010-03-27T13:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:58:03.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'>baader-meinhof blues</title><content type='html'>hoje é um bom dia&lt;br /&gt;pra se ouvir legião urbana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://musica.uol.com.br/ultnot/2010/03/26/bia-abramo-renato-russo-sabia-muito-bem-como-jogar-com-o-poder-das-palavras.jhtm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://musica.uol.com.br/ultnot/2010/03/26/bia-abramo-renato-russo-sabia-muito-bem-como-jogar-com-o-poder-das-palavras.jhtm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2254576509949729969?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2254576509949729969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2254576509949729969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/baader-meinhof-blues.html' title='baader-meinhof blues'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8213175836292944535</id><published>2010-03-23T07:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:24:00.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>o poeta gil scott-heron está de volta&lt;br /&gt;o pai do rap lança seu primeiro disco em 16 anos&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o   'anjos da noite' é mais um sarau do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8213175836292944535?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8213175836292944535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8213175836292944535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/anjos-da-noite_23.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1113624570964990458</id><published>2010-03-22T19:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:38:10.839-03:00</updated><title type='text'>furo</title><content type='html'>anna jatobah na playboy de maio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1113624570964990458?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1113624570964990458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1113624570964990458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/furo.html' title='furo'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1186402650763628938</id><published>2010-03-18T09:29:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:55:51.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the ballad of el goodo</title><content type='html'>morreu o grande alex chilton.&lt;br /&gt;pena que, ao contrário de michael jackson, sua morte vai ser de pouca valia. não vai ser agora que vamos dar a alex chilton o lugar no hall of fame que ele tanto merece. não vai ser agora que seus discos venderão na billboard, atingirão the top of the pops.  sua morte valeu apenas para fechar uma obra imperfeita, caótica e por vezes devastadoramente bela.&lt;br /&gt;valeu pra deixar nossa música mais pobre a cada vez.&lt;br /&gt;alex chilton fundou e fechou o big star. talvez a primeira grande banda a dar em big nothing, como diria o poeta elliott smith. a primeira grande banda a dar em nada, fora um par de discos brilhantes. chris bell, parceiro de chilton no big star, já tinha morrido faz tempo.&lt;br /&gt;alex chilton depois (e antes) do big star, tentaria ser crooner de r&amp;amp;b.&lt;br /&gt;e depois produziria e seria celebrado em obras inestimáveis de bandas como the cramps e  the replacements - legítimas continuadoras de uma espécie de legado de alex chilton &amp;amp; do big star - o legado de ser belo &amp;amp; maldito. big nothings. tem quem goste. eu preferiria que chilton fosse michael jackson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1186402650763628938?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1186402650763628938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1186402650763628938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/ballad-of-el-goodo.html' title='the ballad of el goodo'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4312403768941126005</id><published>2010-03-16T11:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:56:50.304-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>hei, guria, tu já fostes à nigéria?&lt;br /&gt;fela kuti, o inventor do afrobeat,&lt;br /&gt;mais orlando julius, joni haastrup e grande elenco.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o  'anjos da noite' é mais um safári do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4312403768941126005?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4312403768941126005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4312403768941126005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/anjos-da-noite_16.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7972214749728683866</id><published>2010-03-09T08:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:48:19.829-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>a longa estrada de ramblin´ jack elliott.&lt;br /&gt;mais woody guthrie, leadbelly, bob dylan&lt;br /&gt;e outros viajantes das linhas férreas folksters.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais um vagão de carga do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7972214749728683866?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7972214749728683866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7972214749728683866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/anjos-da-noite_09.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6389402460051369809</id><published>2010-03-08T18:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:07:18.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>oskar-2010</title><content type='html'>the dude abides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6389402460051369809?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6389402460051369809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6389402460051369809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/oskar-2010.html' title='oskar-2010'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-9092892056817743188</id><published>2010-03-05T00:02:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T00:24:30.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'>entregues à execração pública</title><content type='html'>dois nomes a serem guardados:&lt;br /&gt;eros grau &amp;amp; josé antonio toffoli.&lt;br /&gt;porque, esta noite, os juizes do supremo tribunal federal se reuniram para decidir sobre um habeas corpus em nome de josé roberto arruda.&lt;br /&gt;a egrégia corte da republika, sabemos, é composta por onze magistrados. entre eles, estão esses dois citados senhores.&lt;br /&gt;josé antonio toffoli, das dez excelências presentes na sessão desta noite, foi o único a ter aa petulância de votar em favor da liberdade para arruda. toffoli é novato na corte, foi indicado há pouco pelo presidente luiz inacio lula da silva. tem quarenta e poucos anos. pelo que entendi, daqui a muitos anos, josé antonio toffoli deve se aposentar com o salário de juiz do supremo. ou seja: um camarada desse naipe, que vota a favor de arruda, será (muito muito muito) bem sustentado pelo erário (por você e por mim) pelas próximas três, quatro décadas.&lt;br /&gt;eros grau é um sujeito ainda mais execrável. ele foi o único ausente da sessão. simplesmente não apareceu no trabalho esta noite. gazeteou. me pergunto aqui o que um juiz do supremo poderia ter a fazer de mais importante do que julgar o caso de um governador pego roubando. a única desculpa que me ocorre seria a de eros grau estar incomunicável em seu leito de morte. mas, até onde eu sei, não é o caso. ele está até bem vivo e, há coisa de um par de anos, lançou um livro de prosa erotika pela editora companhia das letras, uma das maiores do país. pouca gente conhece o dote literário de eros graus, o erotismo de eros grau. aliás, muito pouca gente conhece eros graus.&lt;br /&gt;e este é justamente um dos motivos deste país atolar em sua própria m*rda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-9092892056817743188?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9092892056817743188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9092892056817743188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/entregues-execracao-publica.html' title='entregues à execração pública'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4470664379674247413</id><published>2010-03-02T08:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T08:39:58.515-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>a volta do massive attack&lt;br /&gt;e os vinte anos de trip-hop&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/"&gt;http://www.culturafmdf.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma viagem do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4470664379674247413?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4470664379674247413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4470664379674247413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/03/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3367242544916809137</id><published>2010-02-26T01:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T01:27:01.312-03:00</updated><title type='text'>aposentadoria</title><content type='html'>"Ele hoje tem um gosto profundo de ressentimento. Ao mesmo tempo, se tiver um reconhecimento da Justiça que repare toda a dor que está passando, é algo que ele vai avaliar no momento adequado. Mas se tivesse de decidir hoje, pela análise que faço do que dele ouvi, ele não voltaria à vida pública."&lt;br /&gt;(nélio machado, advogado de arruda)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3367242544916809137?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3367242544916809137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3367242544916809137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/aposentadoria.html' title='aposentadoria'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1498861220141447017</id><published>2010-02-24T17:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:09:47.415-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pop will eat itself</title><content type='html'>então os demokratas do distrito federal se autodissolveram a si mesmos e fecharam  seu próprio diretório. passa-se o ponto. isso que é partido decente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1498861220141447017?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1498861220141447017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1498861220141447017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/pop-will-it-itself.html' title='pop will eat itself'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6931823045413673154</id><published>2010-02-23T19:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:57:47.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>limpeza étnica</title><content type='html'>momento bakana para o PFL, digo para o DEM.&lt;br /&gt;arrudão curtindo umas férias forzadas no xilindró,&lt;br /&gt;paulo octávio pedindo pra sair e renunciando ao governo,&lt;br /&gt;gilberto kassab se virando para não ser kassado de vez.&lt;br /&gt;nosso estimado josé serra deve estar feliz &amp;amp; saltitante com as boas perspectivas que se abrem para sua chapa eleitoral. ele merece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6931823045413673154?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6931823045413673154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6931823045413673154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/limpeza-etnica.html' title='limpeza étnica'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7612100374783889486</id><published>2010-02-23T09:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:04:55.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>mas e então, guria, tu curtes a avant garde?&lt;br /&gt;william parker, ivo perelman, matthew shipp,&lt;br /&gt;joe morris e o trio fire! de mats gustafson.&lt;br /&gt;the free jazz, logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma liberdade do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7612100374783889486?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7612100374783889486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7612100374783889486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjos-da-noite_23.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-9201282795085392781</id><published>2010-02-17T17:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:05:17.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>saudades</title><content type='html'>e quem diria... arruda completa hoje uma semaninha de xilindró.&lt;br /&gt;só mais uns vinte anos e já estará de bom tamanho pra ele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-9201282795085392781?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9201282795085392781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9201282795085392781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudades.html' title='saudades'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8011194508299940054</id><published>2010-02-16T13:19:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:39:53.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>rambler's blues</title><content type='html'>cueca branca amor... não posso mais...&lt;br /&gt;pela saudade que me invade eu te peço paz...&lt;br /&gt;- não seria... "bandeira" branca?&lt;br /&gt;- já ouvi algo assim. mas acho "cueca" mais apropriado a esta tão solene ocasião.&lt;br /&gt;- questão de estilo, né?&lt;br /&gt;- estilo e attitude. mas... e tu, guria, me diga, tu curtes poesia?&lt;br /&gt;- eu não tenho paciência para poesia.&lt;br /&gt;- entendo o que me dizes. a boa poesia te demanda paciência e lavoro.&lt;br /&gt;- muita paciência.&lt;br /&gt;- mas... moça do carnaval beatnik... me conta... deu prejuizo neste feriado?&lt;br /&gt;- não sei a que espécie de prejuízo se refere...&lt;br /&gt;- tomou todas?&lt;br /&gt;- ahn. é verdade que todo poeta consome muito álcool?&lt;br /&gt;- só os bons poetas. porque há os que preferem toddynho.&lt;br /&gt;- toddy é gostoso.&lt;br /&gt;- te falo por mim, se me deres um toddynho, acrescento gim.&lt;br /&gt;- prefere destilados?&lt;br /&gt;- fazem bem danado ao fígado.&lt;br /&gt;- eu acho que é o contrário. são piores para o fígado.&lt;br /&gt;- que bom que o meu é surdo, pra não ouvir desses assuntos.&lt;br /&gt;- é mesmo, pode impressioná-lo...&lt;br /&gt;- mas... e tu, moça do carnaval hipster... então bebeu todas e caiu no chão de tanta bebedeira?&lt;br /&gt;- eu não gosto de bebibas. acho que sou careta.&lt;br /&gt;- nem guaraná taí?&lt;br /&gt;- prefiro coca, bem gelada.&lt;br /&gt;- coca me dá gases, se tu me entendes.&lt;br /&gt;- entendo. por que não arrota baixinho?&lt;br /&gt;- pum.&lt;br /&gt;- preferível arrotar, não? ainda mais pra mim, uma mocinha.&lt;br /&gt;- antigas civilizações pré-carnavaleskas consideravam o arroto uma espécie de poesia oral.&lt;br /&gt;- estou vendo é que você está meio tonto ainda...&lt;br /&gt;- completamente - e tu, moça do carnaval avant-garde?&lt;br /&gt;- eu estou bem. eu estou lendo um livro.&lt;br /&gt;- que bakana. um livro de poesia? um livro de prosa poetika?&lt;br /&gt;- um  livro do milton hatoun.&lt;br /&gt;- oh. puxa. que máximo!&lt;br /&gt;- gosta dele?&lt;br /&gt;- claro. muito. me lembra o marcelo dourado. apenas um pouco mais nervoso no estilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="CENTER" bgcolor="#ffecd9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8011194508299940054?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8011194508299940054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8011194508299940054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/ramblers-blues.html' title='rambler&apos;s blues'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6432512531999087405</id><published>2010-02-16T08:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:37:20.852-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>smokey robinson, o mecânico-chefe da motown&lt;br /&gt;o camarada que influenciou os beatles &amp;amp; os rolling stones&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma fumacinha do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6432512531999087405?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6432512531999087405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6432512531999087405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjos-da-noite_16.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1126554215993489393</id><published>2010-02-15T22:23:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:34:09.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the ventilator blues 2010</title><content type='html'>meu ventilador. olho pra ele e me enkanto. como pode ser tão belo e, ao mesmo tempo, ser assim tão prosaiko &amp;amp; humilde. com suas quatro hélices vigorosas, seu motorzinho electrico de macio ronronar, sua cabeza giratória, suas três diferentes e ajustáveis velocidades. como pode guardar em si os segredos da natureza, dos ventos cambiantes, da brisa acolhedora.&lt;br /&gt;e ainda não ostentar seu poder, não chamar a atenção para o pequeno milagre que opera a cada verão. ou sequer interessar, por um instante que seja, qualquer meliante que derrubar a porta de meu apartamento beatnik disposto a levar daqui o que houver de mais valioso &amp;amp; raro. oh, ventilador. como seria insuportável viver longe de ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1126554215993489393?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1126554215993489393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1126554215993489393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/ventilator-blues-2010.html' title='the ventilator blues 2010'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-5689515295574788899</id><published>2010-02-14T08:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:40:36.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>estimação</title><content type='html'>como se não bastassem os cachorrinhos,&lt;br /&gt;agora tem um bebê no the double tree park.&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro do prédio em anos, até onde eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;e justo alguns andares logo abaixo de mim. um saco.&lt;br /&gt;se tu parar e prestar a atenção, dá pra ouvir nitidamente o choro da crianza.&lt;br /&gt;deviam proibir esse tipo de troço.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-5689515295574788899?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5689515295574788899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5689515295574788899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/estimacao.html' title='estimação'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7907107669027958971</id><published>2010-02-12T15:27:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:33:31.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nunka antes na história deste país</title><content type='html'>incrível como o arruda é mesmo peixe miúdo.&lt;br /&gt;justamente na vez do nosso excelentíssimo gov,&lt;br /&gt;o marco aurelio mello resolve falar grosso e negar um habeas corpus karnavalesco. e arrudinha nem tem mais partido pra ir lá e negociar ($$) uma saída ($$$) honrosa ($$$$).&lt;br /&gt;presidente lula que está certo de ficar vexado com toda essa situação.&lt;br /&gt;daqui pra pouco vai dar na vista e vão falar que agora político vai em kana no brazil. e justamente neste momento bacana de eleição, copa do mundo 2014, olimpíadas 2016...&lt;br /&gt;o tipo do troço que pega mal prakas no cenário internacional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7907107669027958971?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7907107669027958971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7907107669027958971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/nunka-antes-neste-pais.html' title='nunka antes na história deste país'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7474752973428544049</id><published>2010-02-12T09:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:15:29.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'>folia</title><content type='html'>manchete do diário carioca "extra"...&lt;br /&gt;"Arruda não vem para o desfile da Beija-Flor. Foi preso."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7474752973428544049?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7474752973428544049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7474752973428544049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/folia.html' title='folia'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1648808310779879206</id><published>2010-02-12T06:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:38:22.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'>basta de corrupção</title><content type='html'>paulo octávio&lt;br /&gt;para moralizar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1648808310779879206?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1648808310779879206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1648808310779879206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/basta-de-corrupcao.html' title='basta de corrupção'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1764906055231437634</id><published>2010-02-11T16:24:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:53:24.167-03:00</updated><title type='text'>agora eu quero ver</title><content type='html'>the breaking news all over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Justiça manda prender José Arruda"&lt;br /&gt;"STJ manda prender governador Arruda"&lt;br /&gt;"Por 12 votos a dois, STJ determina prisão de Arruda"&lt;br /&gt;"STJ decreta prisão preventiva de Arruda por suborno"&lt;br /&gt;"STJ decreta prisão preventiva de Arruda e mais cinco"&lt;br /&gt;"STJ decreta prisão preventiva de Arruda por suposto suborno"&lt;br /&gt;"Por 12 votos a dois, STJ aprova prisão e afastamento de Arruda"&lt;br /&gt;"STJ determina prisão e afastamento do governador José Roberto Arruda"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...quantas horas o arrudão vai ficar em kana, hein?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1764906055231437634?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1764906055231437634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1764906055231437634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/agora-eu-quero-ver.html' title='agora eu quero ver'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8126198142405263681</id><published>2010-02-09T07:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:54:36.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>o centenário de django reinhardt (1910-2010)&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais um truque dos ciganos do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8126198142405263681?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8126198142405263681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8126198142405263681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjos-da-noite_09.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4543380190930256130</id><published>2010-02-07T07:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T07:18:09.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'>flagelo</title><content type='html'>pois ontem faltou água nas luxuosas&lt;br /&gt;dependências do the double tree park.&lt;br /&gt;a tarde inteira. tiveram de chamar caminhão-pipa e o eskambau.&lt;br /&gt;caía uma chuva descomunal, faltava água pra me lavar a b*nda.&lt;br /&gt;fora kassab! fora serra! fora d*nga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4543380190930256130?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4543380190930256130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4543380190930256130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/flagelo.html' title='flagelo'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2380610901336566506</id><published>2010-02-05T16:22:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:33:17.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'>back when i was paranoid</title><content type='html'>me lembro de quando era crianza. e frequentava o maristinha. dava cinco e pouco da tarde, o sol sumia, as nuvens apertavam, dava seis, a água caía como se tivesse marcado hora, só esperasse soar o sinal da escola. eu tinha que correr até o terreno baldio/ parking lot improvisado lá atrás do prédio, tomando chuva no lombo, chapinhando no barral, até pegar a kombi do senhor antero. sempre lotada de enlameados herdeirinhos do plano piloto.&lt;br /&gt;les enfants de bourgeois.&lt;br /&gt;mas agora percebo que não. me molhando na ventania que sopra em meu avarandado hipster, percebo que a encrenka não era comigo.&lt;br /&gt;dá seis da tarde, às vezes um pouco antes, o céu desaba sobre a ciudad miserável. há quarenta e cinco dias seguidos. não, o troço todo não deve mesmo ser comigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2380610901336566506?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2380610901336566506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2380610901336566506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-when-i-was-paranoid.html' title='back when i was paranoid'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-643275765550777467</id><published>2010-02-05T14:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:00:04.591-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ipanema no ar</title><content type='html'>penso se um dia sentirei falta dos bate-estacas da construção civil. do buzinar, do acelerar, do frear dos carros. do jardineiro, do limpador de piscinas. do vizinho corinthiano a berrar. dos vizinhos palmeirenses a lhe responderem. da estridente sirene de pato rouco do interphone. do silêncio permanente do telephone. da porta de ferro no caminho até a lixeira. do barulho da feira às quatro da manhã. da mocinha do supermercado que não dá bomdia nem te olhanacara. penso se um dia sentirei falta de um sábado no mormaço de fevereiro. de subir num taxi, ir embora a qualquer hora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-643275765550777467?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/643275765550777467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/643275765550777467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/ipanema-no-ar.html' title='ipanema no ar'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-630287000219030115</id><published>2010-02-04T09:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:03:00.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'>simbolismos</title><content type='html'>o que se leva da vida é a experiência humana.&lt;br /&gt;conversar sobre o mengão com o caixa do banco.&lt;br /&gt;conversar sobre augusto dos anjos com o porteiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-630287000219030115?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/630287000219030115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/630287000219030115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/simbolismos.html' title='simbolismos'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-5073860880766433382</id><published>2010-02-02T09:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:14:09.831-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>a ficha corrida do jovem eric clapton...&lt;br /&gt;the yardbirds, bluesbreakers,&lt;br /&gt;cream e blind faith também.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais um esmerilho do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-5073860880766433382?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5073860880766433382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5073860880766433382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/02/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-5258828742503255678</id><published>2010-01-31T10:01:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:04:21.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o furo do ano</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário de artes &amp;amp; entretenimento:&lt;br /&gt;"Exclusivo: Leonardo DiCaprio diz que não virá ao Carnaval do Rio"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-5258828742503255678?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5258828742503255678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5258828742503255678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-furo-do-ano.html' title='o furo do ano'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3075172514555760956</id><published>2010-01-29T08:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:10:54.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>campo de centeio</title><content type='html'>   &lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 2008"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/bernardo/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   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table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; 	mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; 	mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; 	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;"Mas eu nem estava ouvindo. Estava pensando noutro troço, uma coisa amalucada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- Você sabe o quê que eu quero ser? -&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;perguntei a ela. - Sabe o que é que eu queria ser? Se pudesse fazer a merda da escolha?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- O quê?&lt;/i&gt; Pára&lt;i style=""&gt; de dizer nome feio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- Você conhece aquela cantiga 'Se alguém agarra alguém atravessando o campo de centeio'? Eu queria...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- A cantiga é 'Se alguém &lt;/i&gt;encontra&lt;i style=""&gt; alguém atravessando o campo de centeio'! - ela disse. - É dum poema do Robert Burns.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- Eu sei que é dum poema do Robert Burns. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Mas ela tinha razão. É mesmo 'Se alguém encontra alguém atravessando o campo de centeio'. Mas eu não sabia direito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- Pensei que era 'se alguém agarra alguém' - falei. Seja como for, fico imaginando uma porção de garotinhos brincando de alguma coisa num baita campo de centeio e tudo. Milhares de garotinhos, e ninguém por perto - quer dizer, ninguém grande - a não ser eu. E eu fico na beirada de um precipício maluco. Sabe o quê que eu tenho de fazer? Tenho que agarrar todo mundo que vai cair no abismo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quer dizer, se um deles começar a correr sem olhar onde está indo, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eu tenho que aparecer de algum canto e agarrar o garoto. Só isso que eu ia fazer o dia todo. Ia ser só o apanhador no campo de centeio e tudo. Sei que é maluquice, mas é a única coisa que eu queria fazer. Sei que é maluquice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;A danada da Phoebe ficou calada um tempão. Aí, quando resolveu falar, foi para dizer: - Papai vai te matar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;- Tou pouco ligando se ele me matar - respondi."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(salinger)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3075172514555760956?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3075172514555760956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3075172514555760956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/campo-de-centeio.html' title='campo de centeio'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-866392657641228948</id><published>2010-01-26T09:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:43:40.867-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>roberto zimmerman, willie nelson e&lt;br /&gt;os sobreviventes do lynyrd skynyrd.&lt;br /&gt;beck hansen cantando leonardo cohen e&lt;br /&gt;leonardo cohen cantando leonardo cohen.&lt;br /&gt;o mundo pop em retrô-2009...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais desculpa esfarrapada do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-866392657641228948?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/866392657641228948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/866392657641228948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/anjos-da-noite_26.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4390058334851182239</id><published>2010-01-21T11:05:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:09:06.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>há tempos não vejo brito</title><content type='html'>saudades do velho brito.&lt;br /&gt;comentei mesmo, dia desses, com o brother chalub: há tempos não vejo the old man. desde que voltei do feriado natalino, há mais de duas semanas, nunka mais dei com o brito aqui pelas áreas sociais do the double tree park. imaginei que tivesse viajado novamente, como n'outro verão.&lt;br /&gt;hoje fui jogar o lixo fora, nove da manhã, e encontrei uma guimba de cigarro no chão das escadas. achei bacana. o brito está por aí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4390058334851182239?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4390058334851182239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4390058334851182239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/ha-tempos-nao-vejo-brito.html' title='há tempos não vejo brito'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2036327690879651186</id><published>2010-01-20T18:14:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:26:03.394-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the dude abides</title><content type='html'>o prêmio globo de ouro rolou esta semana em los angeles.&lt;br /&gt;não é aquele antigo globo de ouro do césar filho e da isabela garcia, não. este globo de ouro é um prêmio da "indústria do cinema" estadunidense, conferido pela associação de críticos estrangeiros de los angeles.&lt;br /&gt;e o que importa saber sobre ele é:&lt;br /&gt;o globo de ouro, desta vez, corrigiu um erro histórico.&lt;br /&gt;o actor jeff bridges, enfim, ganhou sua merecida distinção.&lt;br /&gt;recebeu o prêmio por um filme em que faz um cantor country decadente.&lt;br /&gt;sei lá se esse filme é bom. não importa. o que importa é que deviam esse reconhecimento ao grande jeff bridges há mais de dez anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deviam isso a jeff bridges desde "o grande lebowski".&lt;br /&gt;esse filme dos irmãos ethan e joel cohen, lançado em 1998, é considerado universalmente a maior obra cinematographica de todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;bueno. talvez não, talvez não tanto. mas, cá entre nós, não tem para "cidadão kane" nenhum... nem mané "o encouraçado potemkin"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leia mais sobre o tema em matéria recente da imprensa britânica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2010/jan/20/dudeism-the-big-lebowski"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2010/jan/20/dudeism-the-big-lebowski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2036327690879651186?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2036327690879651186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2036327690879651186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/dude-abides.html' title='the dude 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2832708820529862068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-haiti-e-aqui.html' title='o haiti é aqui'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4728328593521995830</id><published>2010-01-19T10:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:41:47.251-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>para ouvir e amar, neném...&lt;br /&gt;smokey robinson, joss stone,&lt;br /&gt;mayer hawthorne, maxwell e prince.&lt;br /&gt;soul music macia na retrô-2009...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma smooth talk do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4728328593521995830?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4728328593521995830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4728328593521995830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/anjos-da-noite_19.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2366160045625648503</id><published>2010-01-15T11:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T11:07:43.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>serviços domésticos</title><content type='html'>a lâmpada da cozinha, lembro bem,&lt;br /&gt;queimou no início de novembro.&lt;br /&gt;troquei ontem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2366160045625648503?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2366160045625648503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2366160045625648503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/servicos-domesticos.html' title='serviços domésticos'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6212273300772507186</id><published>2010-01-14T07:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:56:24.302-03:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation piece</title><content type='html'>- e então, guria, tu curtes avatar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6212273300772507186?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6212273300772507186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6212273300772507186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/conversation-piece.html' title='conversation piece'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4807261642792876138</id><published>2010-01-12T07:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:11:28.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>sonny rollins e branford marsalis;&lt;br /&gt;medeski, martin and wood;&lt;br /&gt;allen touissant e ainda sonic youth.&lt;br /&gt;o ancestral, o moderno e "the eternal".&lt;br /&gt;a influência do jazz na série retrô-2009...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4807261642792876138?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4807261642792876138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4807261642792876138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/anjos-da-noite_12.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7946573547938771482</id><published>2010-01-09T07:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:00:09.654-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a maturidade dos democratas (um)</title><content type='html'>o governador josé roberto arruda é sujeito que sempre me surpreende.&lt;br /&gt;e arrebata pela karadepau.&lt;br /&gt;"talvez, ingenuamente, permiti que esses interesses contrariados ficassem tão próximos de nós. devo também ter cometido erros, é claro. eu quero dizer, de coração mesmo, que eu já perdoei todos que me agrediram. e sabem por que eu perdoei? porque só assim eu posso pedir perdão dos meus pecados."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7946573547938771482?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7946573547938771482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7946573547938771482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/maturidade-dos-democratas-um.html' title='a maturidade dos democratas (um)'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-2025570147823042201</id><published>2010-01-09T07:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:00:46.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a maturidade dos democratas (dois)</title><content type='html'>a gilberto kassab também não lhe falta a karadepau.&lt;br /&gt;nosso prefeito se dignou a visitar, ontem, o jardim pantanal.&lt;br /&gt;há um mês debaixo de água por conta das chuvas na grand ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;kassab demorou, mas foi lá para ser devidamente xingado e vaiado.&lt;br /&gt;ao que consta, pelo menos segundo a impren$a pauli$ta,&lt;br /&gt;desta vez o notório homem publiko aguentou caladinho.&lt;br /&gt;parece que agora não chamou ninguém de "vagabundo".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-2025570147823042201?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2025570147823042201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/2025570147823042201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/democratas-dois.html' title='a maturidade dos democratas (dois)'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8864426577306012753</id><published>2010-01-08T14:30:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:40:10.628-03:00</updated><title type='text'>melhores de 2009, segundo berna beat</title><content type='html'>verdade que ninguem me perguntou,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo assim,&lt;br /&gt;resolvi fazer os (meus) melhores do ano&lt;br /&gt;(porque melhores da dekada seria demais pra minha memory cannabica)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na musika...&lt;br /&gt;trilha sonora: "together trough life", roberto zimmerman&lt;br /&gt;videoclipe: "here comes santa claus", roberto zimmerman&lt;br /&gt;música de tiozinho: "the wrestler", bruce springsteen&lt;br /&gt;música de playboy: "i gotta feeling", black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;música de muderno: "crystalised", the xx (cortesia de john pothead)&lt;br /&gt;disco nacional de samba indie: "no chão sem o chão", rômulo fróes&lt;br /&gt;disco de jazz: "the eternal", sonic youth&lt;br /&gt;show que eu não fui: sonic youth + the stooges&lt;br /&gt;show que eu fui e me fez desistir de ir a outros shows: radiohead&lt;br /&gt;programa de rádio na internet: garagem&lt;br /&gt;programa de rádio na internet (mono): anjos da noite&lt;a href="http://nobrasil.org/1001-discos-para-ouvir-antes-de-morrer/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jogada de marketing do ano: michael jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas letras...&lt;br /&gt;libro: "pornopopéia", reinaldo moraes&lt;br /&gt;libro en inglés: "the basketball diaries", jim carroll&lt;br /&gt;libro caza-níquel: "escritos autobiográficos", charles bukowski&lt;br /&gt;libro de bolsillo: "as virgens suicidas", jeffrey eugenides&lt;br /&gt;libro roquêro: "led zeppelin", mick wall&lt;br /&gt;libro de poesía (viejo): "paranóia", roberto piva&lt;br /&gt;libro de poesía (nuevo): "balés", bruna beber&lt;br /&gt;poeta &amp;amp; libre pensador da bela vista: claudio willer&lt;br /&gt;sítio: &lt;a href="http://www.potblues.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.potblues.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas películas...&lt;br /&gt;um sueko: "deixa ela entrar", tomas alfredson&lt;br /&gt;um estadunidense: "atividade paranormal", oren peli&lt;br /&gt;de vampiro (não-sueko): "lua nova", chris weitz&lt;br /&gt;de arte: "bastardos inglórios", quentin tarantino&lt;br /&gt;de sad bastard: "quinhentos dias com ela", marc webb&lt;br /&gt;um brazileiro: "se nada mais der certo", josé eduardo belmonte&lt;br /&gt;filmes antigos em dvd: todos de john cassavetes &amp;amp; todos do zé do caixão&lt;br /&gt;filme em video digital: josé roberto arruda e seus panetones&lt;br /&gt;série de tevê: "kalifornication"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e o facto do ano...&lt;br /&gt;clube de regatas do flamengo, hexacampeão brazileiro de futebol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8864426577306012753?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8864426577306012753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8864426577306012753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/melhores-de-2009-segundo-berna-beat.html' title='melhores de 2009, segundo berna beat'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3037837264507725436</id><published>2010-01-06T05:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T05:46:35.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>catarse nacional</title><content type='html'>com s*co cheio dessa história de bananal, angra dos reis, o escambau.&lt;br /&gt;queria saber se fariam tanto drama&lt;br /&gt;se fosse barraco caindo na favela...&lt;br /&gt;mas é que aqui no brazil as favelas são feitas em lugares seguros&lt;br /&gt;e não fincam barracos em encostas de morro, né?&lt;br /&gt;pode chover pracas que não cai barraco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3037837264507725436?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3037837264507725436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3037837264507725436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/catarse-nacional.html' title='catarse nacional'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-9176596649033412339</id><published>2010-01-05T05:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:34:33.561-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>van morrison, otis taylor e duke robillard;&lt;br /&gt;william elliott whitmore e justin townes earle.&lt;br /&gt;para abrir a série retrô-2009...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma nostalgia do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-9176596649033412339?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9176596649033412339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9176596649033412339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-5175556018230656945</id><published>2010-01-01T07:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:39:47.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>boas entradas</title><content type='html'>me espantam tantos&lt;br /&gt;pipokos nos céus de brasília&lt;br /&gt;fogos de artifício, rojões e&lt;br /&gt;chuvas de prata&lt;br /&gt;a celebrar não se sabe exactamente o quê&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-5175556018230656945?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5175556018230656945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5175556018230656945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2010/01/boas-entradas.html' title='boas entradas'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3560328829060195635</id><published>2009-12-29T08:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:14:47.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>a band of gypsys de&lt;br /&gt;james marshall hendrix&lt;br /&gt;e muita psychedelia...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma lisergia do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3560328829060195635?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3560328829060195635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3560328829060195635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/anjos-da-noite_29.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4677930561449697386</id><published>2009-12-28T07:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:23:12.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>zum zum zum zazoeira</title><content type='html'>Quando eu morrer&lt;br /&gt;uma nuvem de pó vai me suceder&lt;br /&gt;Sem lampião&lt;br /&gt;talvez deite no escuro o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Mundo velho sem porteira&lt;br /&gt;abre e fecha sozinho o invisível portão&lt;br /&gt;Como a gente faz besteira&lt;br /&gt;um conto tonto um bumba-meu-boi na poeira&lt;br /&gt;Sai debaixo da relva e mastiga as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Vem do meio da selva escura só zoeira&lt;br /&gt;zum zum zum zum zum zum zazoeira&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu morrer&lt;br /&gt;Zé Galinha vem correndo dizer:&lt;br /&gt;"Lá no Fundão morre mais um amigo (do coração)"&lt;br /&gt;Riu na hora de ouvir as asneiras&lt;br /&gt;que dele diria o bom capelão&lt;br /&gt;Como a gente faz besteira&lt;br /&gt;um conto tonto um bumba-meu-boi na poeira&lt;br /&gt;Sai debaixo da relva e mastiga as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Vem do meio da selva escura só zoeira&lt;br /&gt;zum zum zum zum zum zazoeira&lt;br /&gt;zum zum zum zum zum zazoeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fellini)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4677930561449697386?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4677930561449697386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4677930561449697386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/zum-zum-zum-zazoeira.html' title='zum zum zum zazoeira'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-74275459881559680</id><published>2009-12-25T20:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T20:59:36.012-03:00</updated><title type='text'>uncle charlie rules</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário natalino de artes &amp;amp; entretenimento:&lt;br /&gt;" o ator Charlie Sheen, mais conhecido como o mulherengo Charlie da série Two and a Half Men, foi preso na manhã desta sexta-feira (25), no estado do Colorado, Estados Unidos. Os policiais se negaram a dizer o motivo pelo qual o ator estava sendo preso, mas fontes próximas da mulher do ator, Brooke Mueller, afirmavam que a prisão foi em decorrência de violência doméstica.  O casal está morando em casas separadas há três meses mas, em função do Natal, Sheen teria viajado até a propriedade de Mueller, onde brigas teriam começado novamente. A prisão do ator, cujo nome real é Irwin Estevez, aconteceu às 11h20, horário local."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-74275459881559680?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/74275459881559680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/74275459881559680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/uncle-charlie-rules.html' title='uncle charlie rules'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3575122318386589828</id><published>2009-12-25T13:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:42:24.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eno</title><content type='html'>vinte e cinco de dezembro,&lt;br /&gt;dia internacional da azia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3575122318386589828?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3575122318386589828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3575122318386589828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/eno.html' title='eno'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6649697624346193390</id><published>2009-12-24T15:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:14:42.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>contrição</title><content type='html'>bueno, como mandam os preceitos cristãos,&lt;br /&gt;hoje vou encher a cara de bobó de camarão&lt;br /&gt;(cancelaram o peru) e secar uma garrafa&lt;br /&gt;de fanta uva em homenagem ao menino jesus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6649697624346193390?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6649697624346193390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6649697624346193390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/contricao.html' title='contrição'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7834071662492247937</id><published>2009-12-22T07:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:59:08.934-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>o jazz é azulzinho...&lt;br /&gt;john coltrane, sonny rollins &amp;amp; dexter gordon.&lt;br /&gt;herbie hancock, jackie mclean &amp;amp; dianne reeves.&lt;br /&gt;isso e mais um pouco nos setenta anos da gravadora blue note&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma iniciativa do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7834071662492247937?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7834071662492247937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7834071662492247937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/anjos-da-noite_22.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3898414924971551947</id><published>2009-12-19T12:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T16:17:52.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cop 15</title><content type='html'>aqui me comprometo a reduzir em 14%, até 2017,&lt;br /&gt;minha emissão pessoal de gases poluentes em flatos &amp;amp; arrotos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3898414924971551947?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3898414924971551947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3898414924971551947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/cop-15.html' title='cop 15'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6793398015212882830</id><published>2009-12-15T07:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:58:45.625-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>cinquenta anos de motown &amp;amp; o mundo pop que ela criou&lt;br /&gt;com marvin gaye, stevie wonder, smokey robinson e grande elenco&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais um hit single do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6793398015212882830?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6793398015212882830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6793398015212882830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/anjos-da-noite_15.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-5608534754359626667</id><published>2009-12-14T17:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:15:18.164-03:00</updated><title type='text'>luciano huck &amp; a segurança publika</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário de celebridades:&lt;br /&gt;"thammy gretchen é assaltada em avenida de são paulo"&lt;br /&gt;meu deus... onde vamos parar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-5608534754359626667?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5608534754359626667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/5608534754359626667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/luciano-huck-seguranca-publika.html' title='luciano huck &amp; a segurança publika'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-346169342331026115</id><published>2009-12-10T19:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:05:33.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'>um homem coerente</title><content type='html'>arruda, certa feita, renunciou ao senado federal pra não ser cassado.&lt;br /&gt;agora arruda pede o afastamento de seu partido pra não ser expulso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-346169342331026115?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/346169342331026115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/346169342331026115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-homem-coerente.html' title='um homem coerente'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7355817605977415585</id><published>2009-12-09T17:13:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:22:52.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>happy when it rains</title><content type='html'>encontrei o velho brito fumando um cigarrinho&lt;br /&gt;na calzada do the double tree park.&lt;br /&gt;ah, grandes cousas, tu me dirias, it happens all the time.&lt;br /&gt;verdad, eu sei, acontece isso o tempo todo. mas...&lt;br /&gt;o fofo é que hoje estava chovendo&lt;br /&gt;e o brito fumava seu cigarrito&lt;br /&gt;debaixo dum guarda-chuva azul.&lt;br /&gt;e estava de boa, até me deu bom dia, quando&lt;br /&gt;peguei o rumo da padaria madame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7355817605977415585?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7355817605977415585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7355817605977415585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-when-it-rains.html' title='happy when it rains'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4702867698801313801</id><published>2009-12-09T13:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:33:32.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>o nascimento do menino jesus</title><content type='html'>esta época de natal me dá no saquito.&lt;br /&gt;nozes, avelãs &amp;amp; amêndoas.&lt;br /&gt;papai noel de casaco &amp;amp; gorro.&lt;br /&gt;trenó puxado por renas &amp;amp; bonecos de neve sorridentes.&lt;br /&gt;pinheiros ricamente decorados &amp;amp; os reis magos em seus camelos.&lt;br /&gt;...p*rra, no brazil?&lt;br /&gt;te digo que não deu nem pra ouvir o disco de natal do bob dylan.&lt;br /&gt;toca simone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4702867698801313801?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4702867698801313801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4702867698801313801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-nascimento-do-menino-jesus.html' title='o nascimento do menino jesus'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8051277647692160250</id><published>2009-12-09T12:25:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:34:05.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>demônios da garoa</title><content type='html'>eu não queria ser pobre&lt;br /&gt;e morar em são paulo...&lt;br /&gt;aqui vai texto do jornalista andré forastieri a respeito desta bela cidade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"São Paulo está parada. Tem gente morrendo todo dia. É “por causa das chuvas”. Não é não. Chove sobre justos e injustos, mas só pobre morre nessa hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A causa é a incompetência do nosso prefeito. Pela qual ele deveria ser acusado criminalmente. A negligência que causou estas mortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;É o descaso com a administração que causa tantos prejuízos. A cidade está largada. Não há limpeza. Não há manutenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nenhuma surpresa. Kassab era da turma do Maluf, secretário do Pitta. Você queria o quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agora, hoje é um ótimo dia para as pessoas lembrarem de quem colocou ele lá. José Serra fez muita força para ele emplacar, mas quem votou nele foi a maioria dos paulistanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Você?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.r7.com/andre-forastieri/"&gt;http://blogs.r7.com/andre-forastieri/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em tempo:&lt;br /&gt;josé serra e gilberto kassab&lt;br /&gt;moram em são paulo&lt;br /&gt;mas voam de helicoptero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8051277647692160250?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8051277647692160250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8051277647692160250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/demonios-da-garoa.html' title='demônios da garoa'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1997661302376889328</id><published>2009-12-09T08:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T09:15:36.552-03:00</updated><title type='text'>rarities, b sides and otherwise</title><content type='html'>leio aqui alarmante the breaking news do noticiário artístico-musical:&lt;br /&gt;"álbum traz raridades da cantora pitty"&lt;br /&gt;me pergunto o que seria uma raridade da pitty... uma música boa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1997661302376889328?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1997661302376889328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1997661302376889328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/rarities-b-sides-and-otherwise.html' title='rarities, b sides and otherwise'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3368333459162987619</id><published>2009-12-08T09:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:25:52.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>lembranzas de sam cooke, o pai da soul music.&lt;br /&gt;e alguns de seus filhotes:&lt;br /&gt;al green, rod stewart, bobby womack, chris robinson...&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais um cookie do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3368333459162987619?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3368333459162987619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3368333459162987619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/anjos-da-noite_08.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7145111159454606585</id><published>2009-12-07T22:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:14:07.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bortolotto blues</title><content type='html'>triste são paulo.&lt;br /&gt;triste cidade onde seus artistas são tratados a bala.&lt;br /&gt;esse cinza de teus prédios é, na verdade, melancholia.&lt;br /&gt;a gente vê esse tanto de cinza e tenta achar normal.&lt;br /&gt;tenta até achar bonito. dizer que é poesia.&lt;br /&gt;a gente é besta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7145111159454606585?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7145111159454606585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7145111159454606585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/bortolotto-blues.html' title='bortolotto blues'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6475915596835233704</id><published>2009-12-06T18:44:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:14:26.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the music nonstop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uma vez flamengo, sempre flamengo. flamengo sempre, eu hei de ser. é meu maior prazer vê-lo brilhar, seja na terra, seja no mar. vencer, vencer, vencer. uma vez flamengo, flamengo até morrer. na regata, ele me mata, me maltrata, me arrebata. que emoção no coração. consagrado no gramado, sempre amado, o mais cotado nos fla-flus, é o 'ai, jesus!'. eu teria um desgosto profundo, se faltasse o flamengo no mundo. ele vibra, ele é fibra, muita libra já pesou. flamengo até morrer eu sou.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6475915596835233704?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6475915596835233704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6475915596835233704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/music-nonstop.html' title='the music nonstop'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8081723601641715953</id><published>2009-12-04T13:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:08:35.345-03:00</updated><title type='text'>escárnio &amp; desfaçatez</title><content type='html'>merece ser lida a coluna do nobre senador josé sarney&lt;br /&gt;publikada hoje na folha de s. paulo e no jornal do brasil.&lt;br /&gt;"a pandemia da corrupção" é o título&lt;br /&gt;desta mais nova obra do imortal sarney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jbonline.terra.com.br/pextra/2009/12/03/e031229058.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://jbonline.terra.com.br/pextra/2009/12/03/e031229058.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8081723601641715953?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8081723601641715953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8081723601641715953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/escarnio-desfacatez.html' title='escárnio &amp; desfaçatez'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8890820019977331121</id><published>2009-12-04T09:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:44:26.648-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a late bloomer</title><content type='html'>"Não fui a festas no colégio e não toquei em maconha até os meus 20 anos. Não fiquei muito bêbada até ir à universidade."&lt;br /&gt;(natalie portman, actriz)&lt;br /&gt;pelo que consta, desde então a moça vem recuperando o tempo perdido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8890820019977331121?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8890820019977331121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8890820019977331121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-bloomer.html' title='a late bloomer'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4519882996259684771</id><published>2009-12-03T16:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:51:02.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'>os stones mantendo a linha</title><content type='html'>the breaking news do noticiário rocker:&lt;br /&gt;"O guitarrista do grupo Rolling Stones Ronnie Wood foi detido e interrogado pela polícia sobre uma suposta agressão à sua namorada russa nesta quinta-feira. O músico, de 62 anos, foi detido na cidade de Esher, no condado inglês de Surrey (sul da Grã-Bretanha). Wood teria sido acusado por sua namorada Ekaterina Ivanova, de 20 anos, de agressão durante uma discussão entre ambos. Um porta-voz da polícia de Surrey disse que Wood foi solto após pagamento de fiança e que ele voltará a ser ouvido no próximo mês."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4519882996259684771?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4519882996259684771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4519882996259684771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-stones-mantendo-linha.html' title='os stones mantendo a linha'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6739942140536229290</id><published>2009-12-03T16:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:16:56.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>lombardi morreu</title><content type='html'>antes ele do que eu. tipo... who cares?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6739942140536229290?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6739942140536229290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6739942140536229290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/lombardi-morreu.html' title='lombardi morreu'/><author><name>John Pothead</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00868057963214606112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6564465452066944099</id><published>2009-12-02T19:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:31:16.969-03:00</updated><title type='text'>moral &amp; ética</title><content type='html'>arrudão está queimando o filme do pfl.&lt;br /&gt;afinal, onde já se viu ladroagem no pfl?&lt;br /&gt;"O sentimento é geral e único. O sentimento de todos é pela expulsão do governador Arruda dos quadros do Democratas."&lt;br /&gt;(ronaldo caiado, deputado federal, líder do pfl no congresso&lt;br /&gt;e exemplar homem publiko)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6564465452066944099?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6564465452066944099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6564465452066944099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/moral-etica.html' title='moral &amp; ética'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-6897866809582789741</id><published>2009-12-02T14:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T14:25:55.331-03:00</updated><title type='text'>penda yoro</title><content type='html'>fui bater um almozo ali no capellini.&lt;br /&gt;frango assado, farofa, arroz-com-feijão.&lt;br /&gt;passei na padaria madame,&lt;br /&gt;detonei um chicabom.&lt;br /&gt;fui à banca tentação, olhar as revistas,&lt;br /&gt;caçar sem sorte alguma que prestasse.&lt;br /&gt;um dia normal, dia b*ndinha, tu dirias.&lt;br /&gt;a escrever uns troços&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;a coçar el sacones e esperar nadja passar.&lt;br /&gt;no entanto, o tempo todo, o dia inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;um certo sentimento de que algo ainda&lt;br /&gt;está prestes a acontecer, a explodir.&lt;br /&gt;um certo sentimento de&lt;br /&gt;something must break.&lt;br /&gt;e talvez eu nunka mais seja o mesmo sujeito again. vá saber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-6897866809582789741?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6897866809582789741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/6897866809582789741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/penda-yoro.html' title='penda yoro'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-9159828986509737529</id><published>2009-12-01T09:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:40:48.547-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>a soul music quente e&lt;br /&gt;amanteigada de isaac hayes&lt;br /&gt;mais curtis mayfield, funkadelic, portishead,&lt;br /&gt;wu-tang clan, racionais mc's &amp;amp; grande elenco.&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 22h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma torradinha do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-9159828986509737529?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9159828986509737529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/9159828986509737529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/12/anjos-da-noite.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1527179862087888550</id><published>2009-11-30T03:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T03:34:00.383-03:00</updated><title type='text'>panettone</title><content type='html'>puxa.&lt;br /&gt;se eu não soubesse que o governador josé roberto arruda&lt;br /&gt;é um homem íntegro, eu iria até desconfiar de seu karater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1527179862087888550?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1527179862087888550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1527179862087888550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/panettone.html' title='panettone'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1471171685281225275</id><published>2009-11-29T08:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:50:11.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'>quero ser bispo hernandes</title><content type='html'>pai, filho &amp;amp; espírito santo é o eskambau.&lt;br /&gt;sexo, drogas &amp;amp; rock and roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o TPB está a lançar sua própria igreja.&lt;br /&gt;mordam os cotovelos, infiéis e pecadores:&lt;br /&gt;a igreja hipster do evangelho beatnik triangular dos últimos dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the breaking news do noticiário paroquial:&lt;br /&gt;"Bastam cinco dias úteis e R$ 418,42 para se criar uma igreja no Brasil com CNPJ, conta bancária e direito de realizar aplicações financeiras livres de IR (Imposto de Renda) e de IOF (Imposto sobre Operações Financeiras)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;em breve: nossa própria emissora de rádio&lt;br /&gt;e nosso culto diário na madrugada da band&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1471171685281225275?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1471171685281225275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1471171685281225275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/quero-ser-bispo-hernandes.html' title='quero ser bispo hernandes'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-7078697960877442102</id><published>2009-11-25T22:42:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:03:11.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'>achilles last stand</title><content type='html'>teu vento sopra pequenos&lt;br /&gt;cristais de chuva gelados&lt;br /&gt;entram pela janela&lt;br /&gt;e ricocheteiam em&lt;br /&gt;minhas costas&lt;br /&gt;acordo assim&lt;br /&gt;lambadas de garoa&lt;br /&gt;demorando a entender&lt;br /&gt;tuas minúsculas mordidas tão frias&lt;br /&gt;húmidas de saliva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-7078697960877442102?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7078697960877442102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/7078697960877442102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/achiles-last-stand.html' title='achilles last stand'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4213384591715699256</id><published>2009-11-24T09:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:36:32.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>anjos da noite</title><content type='html'>o soulman mayer hawthorne.&lt;br /&gt;as moças joss stone e duffy.&lt;br /&gt;os eletronikos massive attack e natural self.&lt;br /&gt;rhythm'n'blues &amp;amp; muito mais.&lt;br /&gt;hoje um pouco mais cedo:&lt;br /&gt;logo mais, às 20h, no programa 'anjos da noite'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp"&gt;http://www.movimentocalango.com.br/radiocultura.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o 'anjos da noite' é mais uma armação pop do TPB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4213384591715699256?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4213384591715699256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4213384591715699256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/anjos-da-noite_24.html' title='anjos da noite'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-1608148111074503277</id><published>2009-11-23T17:06:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:15:21.081-03:00</updated><title type='text'>really been the best of fools</title><content type='html'>gosto de passar as tardes trankado em meu apartamento beatnik. bom pra ficar escrevendo, ficar lendo, ficar de bobeira. enfim, just being a bump.&lt;br /&gt;as tardes no the double tree park costumam ser pakatas, ideais pra tal fim.&lt;br /&gt;eu sou pakato. se bem que me livrei do meu antigo som, caidaço, e agora tenho um brinquedinho mais potente em graves, médios e agudos. quando eu morava no décimo-sexto, o brito ficava ali por perto, sempre a fumar, entrando e saindo de casa mil vezes. vida de aposentado, tu sabes como funziona, como a minha. agora que moro no décimo-segundo, todos meus vizinhos vão trabajar - eles são selfmademen - então eu me espalho por aqui. ligo o som no talo e passo a tardança inteirinha a curtir. hoje foi no embalo do led zeppelin. por conta de meu trabalho do momento, se tu me entendes, preciso me concentrar. working from seven to eleven every night, it really makes life a drag, i don't think that's right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-1608148111074503277?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1608148111074503277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/1608148111074503277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/really-been-best-of-fools.html' title='really been the best of fools'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8891281540433329612</id><published>2009-11-23T07:41:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T07:59:30.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dip and lick</title><content type='html'>me lembrei da paula. minha namorada, quando tínhamos oito anos. acho que é isso. segunda série. sob muitos aspectos, essa foi minha relação mais madura até hoje. sem muitos conflitos, discussões de relacionamento. ela me dava a mão e a gente ia comprar bala na hora do recreio. era um troço bem moderno. durou umas quatro, cinco semanas. depois a paula fez nove anos e começou a me achar um sujeito muito infantil. ela voltou a passar os recreios com as amigas sofisticadas. e eu voltei a bater futebol com os manos beats de atitude que-se-f*dam-as-gurias. mas eu me largava na bola. me esfolava os joelhos no gol. querendo chamar a atenção e tal. paula me esnobava. depois, no fim do ano, me mudei pra brazilia. nunca mais vi a paula. e hoje sinto falta das quadras de cimento, das cicatrizes nos joelhos e dos pirulitos dipin'lik que vinham num envelopinho com pozinho magiko estupefaciente. até inventarem que o pirulito dava kancer. eu gostava dos pirulitos sabor uva. a paula também. acho que por isso demos tão certo together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8891281540433329612?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8891281540433329612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8891281540433329612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/dip-and-lick.html' title='dip and lick'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8090317745381877280</id><published>2009-11-23T06:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:56:39.861-03:00</updated><title type='text'>battisti é um cara legal</title><content type='html'>o sting deu show ontem em são paulo com raoni e o eskambau&lt;br /&gt;o ahmanbdinnejad (?) chega hoje a brasília para ter com o lula&lt;br /&gt;realmente, estão deixando qualquer um entrar nesta p*rra de país&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8090317745381877280?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8090317745381877280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8090317745381877280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/battisti-e-um-cara-legal.html' title='battisti é um cara legal'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-4905224727212542272</id><published>2009-11-22T09:04:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:28:45.258-03:00</updated><title type='text'>there's more to life than this</title><content type='html'>sempre quando saio de casa, manhã de domingo n' aclimação, me vem este choque, esta constatação. à medida que me aproximo do aclimation park, vão chegando famílias e famílias de todos os cantos, vindas de todas as direções, de todos os lares. pais e filhos chutando bola. babás caboklas empurrando crianzas loiras no carrinho. mães com bebês de colo, enrolados em fronhas, dando o peito no banco da praza. japas practicando tai chi como se japón fosse aqui. senhoras de bunda grande passeando rebolativas com seus cachorrinhos magrelas. homens praticando jogging e suando e fedendo na pista oval. cachorrinhos magrelas mijando de árvore em árvore e largando imensos toletes de purina pra senhoras de bunda grande virem limpar. patos cozando suas pulgas. carrocinhas vendendo sorvete, pastel, kaldo de kana, churros. alarido. crianzas cozando suas pulgas. não pode ser isso.&lt;br /&gt;não pode ser isto: a vida. não faz sentido. olho pro céu primaveril - azul calzinha - e espero a nave mãe despontar doirada vinda do infinito.&lt;br /&gt;a vida como um filme de roland emmerich. há de haver uma civilização mais avançada que desça dos céus à terra e venha nos escravizar &amp;amp; redimir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-4905224727212542272?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4905224727212542272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/4905224727212542272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-more-to-life-than-this.html' title='there&apos;s more to life than this'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-3755807067973294717</id><published>2009-11-21T07:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:12:22.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the killing of a chinese bookie</title><content type='html'>celso pitta morreu... antes ele que eu... lalalá&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-3755807067973294717?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3755807067973294717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/3755807067973294717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/death-of-chinese-bookie.html' title='the killing of a chinese bookie'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-747608913049957305</id><published>2009-11-18T22:00:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:20:04.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'>viva o cinema brazileiro!</title><content type='html'>nunca antes na história deste país, nossa cinematographia atravessou momento tão venturoso. não dê pelota pras reclamações da "classe artística", apenas recalque de gente frustrada.&lt;br /&gt;perceba, que belo, o exemplo deste "lula, o filho do brazil".&lt;br /&gt;filme que, ontem à noite, abriu o prestigiado festival de brasília.&lt;br /&gt;a produção de luiz carlos barreto contou com o patrocínio de&lt;br /&gt;uma miríade de empresas interessadas na cultura deste país:&lt;br /&gt;camargo correa, oas, odebrechet,&lt;br /&gt;grendene &amp;amp; hyundai, entre outras.&lt;br /&gt;isso que a hyundai nem brazileira é.&lt;br /&gt;tem também a ebx, do mecenas eike baptista,&lt;br /&gt;que anda distribuindo milhões até pra madonna.&lt;br /&gt;(a souza cruz também entrou na vaquinha, mas não sei, será que&lt;br /&gt;eles teriam a mesma atitude se fosse um filme sobre o josé serra&lt;br /&gt;com roteiro do drauzio varella?)&lt;br /&gt;e vale lembrar o mais bakana: todas essas empresas puderam financiar&lt;br /&gt;"lula, o filho do brazil"&lt;br /&gt;graças às leis federais de incentivo à cultura por meio de renúncia fiscal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-747608913049957305?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/747608913049957305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/747608913049957305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/viva-o-cinema-brazileiro.html' title='viva o cinema brazileiro!'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27712398.post-8572953839830763332</id><published>2009-11-18T20:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:11:16.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimate trip</title><content type='html'>the not so breaking news do  noticiário lisérgico goyano:&lt;br /&gt;"Um rapaz, de 18 anos, morreu depois de ingerir a bebida conhecida como Santo Daime, em um sítio no estado de Goiás. Ele frequentava as reuniões da organização religiosa há três anos. Fernando Henrique Queiroz começou a se sentir mal na madrugada de domingo (15), durante o ritual do Encantamento dos Sonhos, na chácara Céu de Krishina, em Senador Canedo (GO). Ele era estudante de Gestão Ambiental da PUC de Goiás. O rapaz tinha tomado dois copinhos (50ml cada um) do chá Santo Daime. 'Se for comprovado que o jovem morreu por causa do consumo de chá alucinógeno, os responsáveis pelo ritual serão indiciados por homicídio doloso, curanderismo e charlatanismo',  disse o delegado Washington Luis da Conceição. Permitido pela lei brasileira, o Santo Daime é um chá que causa alucinações e diarreia."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27712398-8572953839830763332?l=potblues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8572953839830763332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27712398/posts/default/8572953839830763332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potblues.blogspot.com/2009/11/ultimate-trip.html' title='the ultimate trip'/><author><name>berna beat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09798059984308555499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
