Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Who are u?

Ever since I saw you
I want to hold you
Like you were the one
That sees right through me
A bullet that comes and takes me
And I love you, I love you
I want you but I fear you
Who are you?
Who are you?

Ever since I saw you
I want to hold you
Like you were the one
Your feet will rest on my shoes
I’ll sing this song for you just to see you smile
And I love you, I love you
I love you but I fear you
Who are you?
Who are you?

For how long, how strong do I still have to be?
And how come you mean so much to me?

Leonardo DiCaprio

I recently watched two good movies featuring Leonardo DiCaprio – "Blood Diamond" and "The Departed" - and I was very impressed with both of his performances. In the first one he plays Danny Archer, a former mercenary from Zimbabwe turned into a smuggler in Sierra Leone, who embarks on a journey through rebel territory to help an indigenous fisherman, who was taken from his family and forced to work in the diamond fields, to find his family and recover an extraordinary rough stone. Leo gives a great performance, building a very credible white African character, even when it comes to the accent. On the second of the movies, Leo plays Billy Costigan, an agent of the Massachusetts State Police who works undercover within the Irish mafia in the area of South Boston. Paired with a handful of great actors – Matt Damon, Jack Nicholson, Mark Wahlberg, Martin Sheen, Alec Baldwin, etc – Leo manages to shine over all of them, building a character that will for sure be remembered for many years. Born five days before me, in Hollywood, his debut was “Critters 3” (1991), a very bad comedy-horror movie which nobody should ever watch; but in 1993, Leo appeared in two quite good movies: “This Boy’s Life” (co-starring with one of his favourite actors, Robert De Niro, and Ellen Barkin) and, especially, one of my all-time favourite movies, “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape?”, from Swedish director Lasse Hallström, in which he co-stars with Johnny Depp and Juliette Lewis, playing Arnie Grape, an autistic kid who insists in trying to climb up on the water tower of the little village his family lives in. Leo received his first Academy Award nomination (Best Actor in a Supporting Role) for this movie, and lost it to Tommy Lee Jones (“The Fugitive”). Then, he continued having quite good roles in not-so-good movies, like “The Basketball Diaries” (a drug-troubled kid), “Total Eclipse” (Arthur Rimbaud) and “Marvin’s Room” (the angry teenage son of a harried mother, played by Meryl Streep). Then, in 1996, he made a major impact with his staring role in “Romeo + Juliet” (next to Claire Danes), but superstardom only came the following year, whith “Titanic”, the highest grossing film ever, in which he plays the poor boy in love with the rich girl (Kate Winslet) onboard the “unsinkable” ship. Even though the movie remains tied with “Ben-Hur” for most Academy Awards, Leo himself was not even nominated, which anyway is not a sin, as I think that the movie itself, despite its success, is clearly over-rated. After that, he went through a somehow bad period with appearances in quite low-quality movies like “The Man in the Iron Mask”, “Celebrity” (may Woody Allen forgive me…), “The Beach” (how could Alex Garland allow it?!) and “Don’s Plum” (you’re lucky if you haven’t heard of it). In 2002, he was back to the grand stage, led by Martin Scorsese in “Gangs of New York”, in which he plays Amsterdam Vallon, side-by-side with Daniel Day-Lewis and Cameron Diaz; and by Steven Spielberg in “Catch Me If You Can”, in which he plays Frank Abagnale Jr, a young con artist tracked down by a FBI agent played by Tom Hanks. Two years later, he received his second Academy Award nomination (Best Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role) for playing Howard Hughes in his second movie under the direction of Martin Scorsese, the very good “The Aviator”. He would lose the Oscar again, this time to Jamie Foxx (“Ray”). Leo received a third Academy Award nomination for his leading role in “Blood Diamond”, and he lost yet again, three days ago, to Forest Whitaker. But no matter how many times he will lose the Oscar (Martin Scorsese lost it 5 times, before he got it this year!), the truth is that Leonardo Wilhelm DiCaprio isn’t any longer the guy who plays the rebel kid; he is and he will remain a great actor!

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Hold Still

In this little town
Cars they don’t slow down
The lonely people here
They throw lonely stares
Into their lonely hearts

I watch the traffic lights
I drift on Christmas nights
I wanna set it straight
I wanna make it right
But girl you’re so far away

Oh, hold still for a moment and I’ll find you
I’m so close, I’m a small step behind you girl
And I could hold you if you just stood still

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Dragão!!!

Yesterday I was so absorbed with the match Porto-Chelsea that I didn’t pay proper attention to the beautiful images of the stadium. Only afterwards I really noticed the thrilling images of 50.000 Porto fans celebrating the goal of Raul Meireles.

And I was so sorry not to be there! Sorry for not being able to live such an exhilaration as watching such a match live in ‘Estádio do Dragão’, considered to be one of the most beautiful stadiums in the world. And definitely the most beautiful for me! For being “OUR” stadium. For having my name on those walls! For having lived so many joys there!

And it is obviously even more spectacular in such special nights like yesterday’s!

I remember the first international match of this stadium, in 2004, the Champion League’s eights of final first round match against ManU. That day, in a sold-out and vibrating stadium, on the path to becoming European Champion’s, a legendary rivalry was born, between the ‘Special One’ Mourinho and Sir Alex Ferguson.

Mourinho was back yesterday, to play in that magical stadium, were he got amazing memories. And he was back to play against the team that gave him the greatest glories and led him to world stardom and a millionaire pay-slip…

Who owes more to the other: Porto to Mourinho or Mourinho to Porto? In my opinion, they owe each other equally, as this as the perfect example of a win-win relation.

Mourinho made out of a great team an excellent one! Porto made out of a great coach an excellent one!

And he must have a thought of it while leaving Dragão yesterday. At this stadium, where he never lost with Porto, he was not yet able to win with Chelsea (in two attempts). More, yesterday he played clearly for the draw! Maybe he felt that playing to win would be too much of a risk…

This stadium had a premiere yesterday: the humble version of Mourinho!!! Maybe Mourinho understood that he owes more to Porto than he thought… And maybe, just maybe, it crossed his mind that his Porto would have likely beaten his Chelsea yesterday.

One more story for Estádio do Dragão to tell. One more story I didn’t see live…

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Fly Blue

One of the things I like the most about flying is the fact that, up-there, at 10,000 meters of altitude, well above the clouds, the sky is always blue and the sun is always shining.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Countries I have visited: 50!


Cluj

This first visit to Romania will definitely remain unforgettable… Yesterday I had the opportunity to walk around the Cluj city centre and enjoy the nice and colourful architecture of Austro-Hungarian scent, the omnipresent nice cafes and the good cuisine in wonderful restaurants. In the evening, I finally met my brother and some of his friends. It was funny – and yet weird – to meet my brother in Romania… we were at a strange underground stinky bar, full of people dancing at the sound of 20-years-old music. Cluj is one of the most important academic centres in Romania, with 10 universities and more than 70,000 students, which account for almost 25% of the city’s total population. This is quite visible around the university neighbourhood during the day, but especially around the bars in the evening. As in any other academic centre, students go out, dance and get drunk. In Cluj it seems that everyone keeps doing the same, even after they stop being students… Which is nice, but can also be dangerous… yesterday, I ended the night being chased through the streets of Cluj by someone who obviously liked me more than I liked her and wasn’t able to act reasonably and accept a “no” for an answer…Freaking!

Friday, February 16, 2007

Abrud

I don’t really know what does Malev holds against me… every time I resign to fly with them, something wrong happens… I am now in Romania, more precisely in Abrud, a small village in the Alba County, lost in the middle of the mountains and no many things to do. Well, this is exactly why I am here: because a group of young people decided to do something about it and created a youth resources centre, which will hopefully offer non-formal learning opportunities for the youth of this place. But getting here wasn’t easy and my first visit to Romania will certainly remain unforgettable. To make a long story short, let me just tell you that I was supposed to fly through Amsterdam and Budapest to Cluj. It all started in Amsterdam. The boarding of the flight to Budapest was complete, the push-back truck had already brought the plane to its taxiing position, and everything seemed to be ok until the captain started to go back to the gate, informed that there was a “technical problem” and asked everyone to leave the plane… Once all the passengers did so, we were informed that the flight would be delayed until further notice and that there was another flight to Budapest 150 minutes later. After a lot of yelling and difficult bargaining, I was granted a (business class) seat on that flight, which was also delayed, and all of this made that I landed in Budapest three hours later than I was supposed and therefore missed my connection to Cluj… I still had to find a hotel to spend some hours before a driver came from Cluj to pick me up and drive me by car to Abrud, where I arrived after an eight-hours-long trip through the worse Hungarian and Romanian roads ever… Now, I’m writing this text in the recently opened Youth Resources Centre “Cert”, right in the main square of Abrud. I won’t be able to post it now, because the internet connection is not working in the whole area around Abrud, courtesy of Romania Telecom… This morning I went for a site visit of the Rosia Montana Gold Corporation (this deserves another post, some other time) and will leave in a few hours to Cluj. I am really looking forward to it, not only because everyone tells me that it is a very beautiful town, but also because I will hopefully get the chance to see my brother, who is in an Erasmus exchange there. Moreover, I hope to be able to see a different face of Romania. Until now, I have to confess that I’m having a hard time realising that I am actually in the European Union… And, I promise, I will start a boycott on Malev!
PS - Now I'm in Cluj, in a very nice hotel which offers free Internet access!

Thursday, February 15, 2007

to kick off the weekend early....

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

i am your neighbour and a liar

dreams are important. they silenty fill our solitary moments - awash with all we are, all we think, all we've witnessed, all we've ignored. they scare us. they confuse us. but most of all, they inspire us. in one simple word we talk, of the muddled epics that crowd our slumber, and our ambitions, hopes and goals.

art resonates with our dreams, speaking to us of promise, of melancholic abandon, of the poetry of being. we see the possible in art, but most of all, we see a reflection of ourselves, and a reflection of the world around us.

both allow us to surpass boundaries, to experience wonder; this marvellous thing, the kernel of a beautiful gift that remains, long past the dream, long past the art.

however you can, please go see The Science of Sleep.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Yes!

Today a referendum was held in Portugal. Voters were asked to decide whether to make abortion legal in the first 10 weeks of pregnancy, if carried out at the woman’s request in a registered clinic. Turnout was about 44%, less than the 50% required to make the results binding, but of those who did vote, 59% backed the proposed change to the current law (currently abortions are only allowed in cases of rape, a health threat to the mother or serious foetal abnormality). The people spoke with a clear voice and the leader of the ruling Socialist Party already promised that a new law will now be discussed and approved in the parliament. By these means, Portugal will finally get rid of one of the most restrictive laws in the European Union, leaving behind the - in this case - unpleasant and uncomfortable company of Ireland, Malta and Poland, and putting an end to the national shame of back-street abortions. The Socialist Party and its leader José Socrates, who made holding another referendum (in a referendum held in 1998, voters upheld the existing abortion law by 51 to 49%, even though nearly 70% of voters abstained) part of their election platform in 2005, come out of today’s voting as clear winners. Also on the winners’ side are many Catholics who dared to speak in favour of changing the law in spite of the pressure of the Catholic hierarchy who claimed that Catholics should oppose the changes. Being one of these Catholics and also a Socialist, I have good reasons to feel happy tonight. But the happiness I feel is mostly for the biggest winners of today’s referendum: the rights and dignity of all Portuguese women! It was about time!

Hotel

Hotels fascinate me in that they’re incredibly intimate spaces that are scoured every 24 hours and made to look completely anonymous. People sleep in hotel rooms and cry in hotel rooms and bathe in hotel rooms and have sex in hotel rooms and start relationships in hotel rooms and end relationships in hotel rooms and etc and etc, but yet every time we check into a hotel room we feel as if we’re the first guest and we get very upset if there’s any remnant of a previous guest stay. Something about this idea, that these intimate spaces are wiped clean every 24 hours, fascinates me. That we enter a hotel room and it becomes our biological home for a while and then we leave. In some ways it’s similar to the human condition. We exist and we strive and we love and we cry and we laugh and we run around and we sleep and we build things and we have sex and then we die and, not to sound too depressing, the world is wiped clean of our biological presence. This, from my perspective, makes our brief biological time here all the more precious due to its relative brevity. Hotels, in specific, fascinate me in that so much effort is expended to maintain perfect neutrality. And my hope in this record is not to celebrate or represent the vacuum-like neutrality of an empty hotel room, but rather to represent the part of the human condition that compels us to lead big and expansive and messy biological lives. I’m fascinated by the airless and lifeless neutrality of so many man-made spaces (empty airports, empty lobbies, empty office buildings, etc), but I don’t feel like making music that is airless and lifeless because I also really like people and the messy miasma of the human condition and I want to make messy, human records that are open and emotional. Because, whether I like it or not, I’m messy and human too (even though like all good sci-fi geeks I do occasionally wish that I was a robot). Have I said too much? Should I err on the side of cryptic and esoteric explanations? Well, this explanation is neither cryptic nor esoteric, so there you go. And that’s why the record is called “Hotel”. Thanks, and I hope that you like what you hear. Moby

Friday, February 09, 2007

Heat

- You travel a lot?
- Yeah.
- Travelling makes you lonely?
- I'm alone, I am not lonely.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Telephones

An old Portuguese comedian used to say that telephones are the most annoying tools ever: you receive calls from people you don’t want to talk to, and are never able to reach the people you really need to. It is somehow true. But, sometimes, telephones also make it possible to receive calls that leave a stupid smile on your face…

Snow

Today it snowed in Brussels. When I woke up this morning it was snowing quite heavily and it did so for at least two hours and a half. Brussels looked quite nice covered in white. Then, it stopped snowing and started to rain and, of course, the snow started to melt and to mix with the dirt and the pollution, which gave Brussels an awful look. Coming from Portugal, snow is quite exotic and therefore special; but I am convinced that snow and urban environment don’t fit well together. Still, I’m not sure what I prefer most: the snow and the dirt, or the annoying rain… I guess I prefer the sun shining on a bright blue sky! Well, you definitely have a point if you’re thinking that, in this case, I chose the wrong place to live… But Brussels is much more than the weather: it’s about the people, about the diversity of people who live here and give this city a unique cosmopolitan and intercultural ambiance. That’s what I like the most about Brussels. Even in evenings like this, when I look outside of the window and see the usual partly cloudy sky and know that soon a light rain will start falling and that tomorrow the usual showers will be back…

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

London's Calling

Back from London, I found Brussels covered in snow and, even though the train was delayed for more than one hour, I was on time to watch Portugal beat Brazil in a football match played in… London! Today I still had time to visit the Tower of London and the St. Paul’s Cathedral, under the blue sky and the sun which was not enough to warm the frozen bodies, victims of the low temperature. These last days spent in London were very nice and allowed me to find a little bit more about the tourist attractions of this amazing town. London is also a place of good and diverse cuisine, and even though the English cuisine is more likely to be enjoyed at breakfast than at any other meal, in London you can find good restaurants of all the kinds. Yesterday I went to Brick Lane and had a wonderful Indian dinner at a very reasonable price; the day before I had a quite legitimate Mexican dinner near Covent Garden and, on Saturday, a late meal at a very decent Italian restaurant in the Soho. Acting like a tourist allows to enjoy the places in a very different way, maybe less authentic than I am used to, but equally pleasant. I definitely have to repeat the experience and the truth is that I’m already planning the next occasion. I will tell you about it when the time comes!

Monday, February 05, 2007

British Museum


Today the weather isn’t as nice as yesterday: the sky is mostly cloudy, the temperature is lower and a few drops of rain have fallen. But that isn’t a problem when you have the British Museum at a 10-minutes-walk from your hotel! Founded in 1753 from the collection of Sir Hans Sloane, the British Museum holds what is probably the greatest collection of antiquities in the world, including the Rosetta stone and a big part of the Parthenon Sculptures. The BM has 4km of galleries displaying objects representing almost every aspect of the world’s cultural history and the admission is… yes, you’ve guessed it, free! In honour to Sri Lanka’s Independence Day, the picture shows a bronze figure of the goddess Tara. Now, I need some rest!!!

Sunday, February 04, 2007

The National Gallery

The first time I was in London, in 1992, I remember that there was a temporary exhibition of Portuguese painter Paula Rego at the National Gallery, which, of course, I visited. Today, I visited the permanent collection of paintings, responsible for making the National Gallery one of the world’s great galleries, with works by every major painter from the 13th to the 20th century: Botticelli, Bellini, Piero della Francesca, Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, Raphael, Titian, Rubens, Vermeer, Rembrandt, Van Dyck, Caravaggio, Cézanne, Monet, Van Gogh, etc. As if this wasn’t enough, the National Gallery is currently showing several amazing temporary exhibitions: “Velazquez”, “Renoir Landscapes, 1865-1883”, “Manet to Picasso”, “Cézanne in Britain”, etc. And, on the top of everything, the admission, the guided tours and the audio guide are for free!

4 February 1948

Today is Sri Lankan independence day...59 years of freedom, with the last 27 odd, tainted by division and violence...celebrating with fellow Sri Lankans in Belgium today, reminded me how often domestic division can be heightened within a large diaspora community, but amongst a small one, those divisions can often become submerged under a greater sense of solidarity. It fascinates me how our personal identities can be so dynamic and fluid, particularly for immigrants and their families, graced as they are, with a rich cultural diversity around and a very part of them. How do we locate our identity, when it isn't threatened, but detached, and free to absorb and to simply exist unquestioned?

London Eye


The giant wheel was erected as part of the Millennium celebrations and has now become one of the hottest attractions in town. Its 32 observation capsules soar majestically 135m directly above the Thames, making it the tallest wheel of its kind in the world. A full revolution takes 30 minutes, offering magnificent views right across the heart of central London and far beyond. Buying a ticket and boarding can take up to one hour... but the "flight" is definitely worth it!

Totally LondOn

Here I am, in one of the world's most exciting tourist destinations! I realised earlier today that although this is not the first, nor the second, not even the third time I come to London, this is actually the first time I come as a tourist. Therefore, this time, I plan to see the BA London Eye, the Changing of the Guard, the Tower of London, the National Gallery, the British Museum and the Palace of Westminster. Like normal people do!

Saturday, February 03, 2007

I tend to ignore it

But the fact is that, sooner than I would like, I will have to leave my apartment...

As I always said...

Luck is a fundamental component of success. Which also means that without any luck it is more difficult to become successful. People or groups who aim at success, need to work hard; but sometimes, because of the lack of luck, that isn't enough. This is an unavoidable truth which I've learned the hardest way and, therefore, always try to relativise success and convince my teams that the most important thing is to work hard. Most of the times, it pays off. But hard work needs to be balanced by pure pleasure and fun. After a certain period of hard work, everyone needs a pause. The length of the period of hard work that each person or team can cope with depends on many factors, of course. I always had the impression - and gave this same impression to others - that I could cope with very long periods of hard work. But I started to realise that I get tired more and more often and that I need more pauses than I used to. I guess it's called ageing. After almost one month of hard work, I started feeling the need for a pause. The difference to previous moments in which I felt the same, is that this time I decided to allow me one. So, tomorrow I will go to London, where I will spend three days of pure personal enjoyment and batteries' rechargement. Hopefully, I will return on Tuesday ready for another period of hard work. Anyway, at least, I will come back with the feeling that I am being faithful to my New Year's resolutions!

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Willkommen...

Cheers mate! E benvindo!

Mark is british and that explains why he chose to write in French: not to expose the fragilities of the non-native speakers.

Further to this, we have to say that Mark is a good friend. He's the nice guy everybody likes because he is always cool about things (maybe even too much sometimes).

Ah, and he was just proclaimed Commonwealth champion on the snowball-throwing competition held this weekend in Salzburg...