Lazy lazy days....
It's a funny world we live in, I remember back when I was a wee one and brand spanking new to the workforce. Memories of hitting the pavement, climbing stairs, being way overdressed and trying to sell your ass. Luckliy for me I have been working pretty steadly since I can remember, I believe the most time I have had off was 6 months. Do I have anything to show for it? Hell no. (Was it worth it? Do I even need to answer that?) Now in the year of our lord 2005 you can do all this sitting in your underwear in the a/c. It is much nicer than walking around like a headless chicken in this heat, but eventually I need a job and I don't know what the success rate is for on line job searching. I was still looking thru newspapers (reading actual paper, not the on line editions) last time I was in need for a job.
Trust me I am not complaining. I have started to subscribe to the theory of everything happens for a reason when if something shitty happens to you, you should welcome the expierence to learn to make yourself better (except for brazillians running late for work in London, kids in Iraq, or black muslims in Darfur). God fearing folk believe that those situations are pre planned or whatever (I think they just happen) but that doesn't matter. Anywho, what I was saying was, my situation-for some-could be grim but for me is rather nice. I don't have to deal with the un believable stress of my former job anymore( I haven't had one panic attack since I got back from Ecuador) and I can take my time in finding a suitable job. No more 24 hr companies or security for me, xanax is way too addictive!!
But another thing I have been thinking about has been volunteering. What if I just left the US for a couple of months or a year and all I did was help people?? This is just an idea and it hinges on what kind of job offers I get and what happens with my un employment, but it has been something on my mind ever since I got fired. Sometimes I feel like moving out of the mansion that is the USA and going down to the humble neighboorhoods (most of the rest of the world) and not as a gringo on vacation but as someone re discovering his roots and wanting to help some of the hardest working people on earth, who despite how much they work end up with shite.
Also got to see Skampida the other night in Queens in a very weird venue/bar called La Terraza (the balcony). It was aptly named because the bands who perform there play on a friggin balcony held up by many many ropes and strings and such. Not much room to dance but I got some ok shots. Was supposed to see them last night but got a bit sidetracked....the weather outside was very frightful.....
R I P Jean Charles de Menezes
I threw in a little Brazillian just for you.
Candombe Apertura 2:03 Dusminguet
Castaneda 5:06 Skampida
La Rebelion 6:16 Joe Arroyo
El Preso 4:53 Fruko & Sus Tesos
Cumbia Del Caribe 3:14 Orquestra de Edmundo Arias
El Hijo De Tuta 4:00 Lisandro Meza Pa'gozar
El Alakran ( La Mar Está Podrida ) 3:50 Mano Negra
Sensemaya 4:58 Carlos De Nicaragua & Familia
Brain Washing (version) 2:41 Bob Marley & The Wailers
Where You Gonna Go (Soweto) 4:05 The Clash
Gunman 3:44 Michael Prophet
Vamos Farrear 2:53 Pinduca
A Minha Menina 4:36 Os Mutantes
GIRATUTTO(Sambita) 4:13 Macaco
Tanto Tempo (Peter Kruder Remix) 5:44 Bebel Gilberto
Resistance Is Futile 3:00 Jets To Brazil
Great Cop 1:52 Fugazi
God Damn Job 1:19 The Replacements
Ciao
Trust me I am not complaining. I have started to subscribe to the theory of everything happens for a reason when if something shitty happens to you, you should welcome the expierence to learn to make yourself better (except for brazillians running late for work in London, kids in Iraq, or black muslims in Darfur). God fearing folk believe that those situations are pre planned or whatever (I think they just happen) but that doesn't matter. Anywho, what I was saying was, my situation-for some-could be grim but for me is rather nice. I don't have to deal with the un believable stress of my former job anymore( I haven't had one panic attack since I got back from Ecuador) and I can take my time in finding a suitable job. No more 24 hr companies or security for me, xanax is way too addictive!!
But another thing I have been thinking about has been volunteering. What if I just left the US for a couple of months or a year and all I did was help people?? This is just an idea and it hinges on what kind of job offers I get and what happens with my un employment, but it has been something on my mind ever since I got fired. Sometimes I feel like moving out of the mansion that is the USA and going down to the humble neighboorhoods (most of the rest of the world) and not as a gringo on vacation but as someone re discovering his roots and wanting to help some of the hardest working people on earth, who despite how much they work end up with shite.
Also got to see Skampida the other night in Queens in a very weird venue/bar called La Terraza (the balcony). It was aptly named because the bands who perform there play on a friggin balcony held up by many many ropes and strings and such. Not much room to dance but I got some ok shots. Was supposed to see them last night but got a bit sidetracked....the weather outside was very frightful.....
R I P Jean Charles de Menezes
I threw in a little Brazillian just for you.
Candombe Apertura 2:03 Dusminguet
Castaneda 5:06 Skampida
La Rebelion 6:16 Joe Arroyo
El Preso 4:53 Fruko & Sus Tesos
Cumbia Del Caribe 3:14 Orquestra de Edmundo Arias
El Hijo De Tuta 4:00 Lisandro Meza Pa'gozar
El Alakran ( La Mar Está Podrida ) 3:50 Mano Negra
Sensemaya 4:58 Carlos De Nicaragua & Familia
Brain Washing (version) 2:41 Bob Marley & The Wailers
Where You Gonna Go (Soweto) 4:05 The Clash
Gunman 3:44 Michael Prophet
Vamos Farrear 2:53 Pinduca
A Minha Menina 4:36 Os Mutantes
GIRATUTTO(Sambita) 4:13 Macaco
Tanto Tempo (Peter Kruder Remix) 5:44 Bebel Gilberto
Resistance Is Futile 3:00 Jets To Brazil
Great Cop 1:52 Fugazi
God Damn Job 1:19 The Replacements
Ciao
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