We Shall Not Be Moved, 2
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Axé.
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We voted, and now we have a furor. I would like to write a parody based upon what follows, but I have no time. Thus does my parody remain “unattempted in prose or rhyme.” Yet it is the weekend, and so we must sing. 1 Le donne, i cavallier, l’arme, gli amori, le cortesie, l’audaci … More Il Furore
It is the weekend and spring, so we are singing songs we first sang in elementary school! Turn up the volume. Axé.
It is the weekend, so we must sing. The best songs are Chicago blues. “Snatch it back and hold it,” sings Junior Wells, and I have seen him sing it in person. I have an idea of what the phrase means but I would like a precise explanation. A more muted, later night song is … More Junior Wells
February 18 was the fourth anniversary of this blog and I forgot about it, having been through Saints Fever and Mardi Gras already. My first post on February 18, 2006, was entitled “Greetings” and said: My name is Professor Zero, and I am, loosely speaking, a follower of Paulo Freire. Formerly a Subcommandante, I became … More Anniversaire
I have always liked Martinho da Vila’s voice. That is not why I am posting this video, though — it is because of a strophe in this samba: “Na minha casa ninguém liga p’ra intriga Todo mundo xinga, todo mundo briga.” “At my house nobody goes in for intrigue, we all just swear and fight.” … More Martinho da Vila
Axé.
It is the weekend and Carnival, but we are still singing for the Saints! Axé.
Saints! Axé.