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The Perpetual Motion

When we launch a movement, we do not control more. Beginning of a new era, a style or a desire. End in itself. Only for himself. Because the movement has the primary property that belong to anyone. This is an oversight on his own initiative, be aware disappear in favor of another. The movement does not leave room for its creator, he self-proclaims. He slid down the spirits.

When it comes to control, he loses. Or worse, he repeats. It gets old and does not move with equal agility. He keeps a little attraction, but it loses its intensity. Movement inert. A movement that does not move. All this seems futile because it is now. A little, much, more. Until next move.

(Gogol Bordello - Trans-Continental Hustle - Sony Music)

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Family meal

Together as a Sunday in the country. Nobody is missing, there are many laggards, but with cocktails, everyone starts at the same time table and any disruption in a small friendly. On the table there's bound to drink and eat. The key to Uncle Fernand must satisfy everyone.

So, it speaks in every sense, generations intermingle, start shouting matches, the dishes are not even finished. Alcohol does not help to see more clearly into one of those meetings where nobody understands what conversation he participates. This is a giant mess, much ado about nothing. Finally, nothing new since everyone knows we did it again Sunday.

(Slash - Slash - Universal Music)

Bon Voyage Poem To Sisters

Condolences

A youth and music easily. We can not cling to things that are familiar to us. The disappointments are numerous, they are waiting for us at the corner of the road at the corner of the small road whose route had been chalked on the eve of a downpour. He must realize that it is not easy to do in the novelty if it is the reference.

children, it is time to remember and grow. The two are inseparable and mutually exclusive. As logic and insanity. A metaphor is beyond me and that will eventually disappoint me. It is time to escape feelings of powerlessness and gain pleasure. It is not easy. It is not clear. And it is surely an injustice to oneself. Do we really have a choice?

(MGMT - Congratulations - Sony Music)

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A Multiple brain

The hemispheres are separated, split up, become multiple and clashing. In a whisper, a breath that does not disclose that the most important parts. Colors become clear, splintering a merger that is like nothing else. This is especially so long as one remembers. At the edge of death, the brink of life, the brain is smart and sensual. Almost clever. A

bombast while holding us to the neurons of a sick world but invigorating. A true story of memory and inspiration. As if the past could scare future still long. As if the legacy could not save the size of the representation of what is coming. An ode to life that whispers in his ear.

(Charlotte Gainsbourg - MRI - Because Music)