Notre Dame de Paris - Belle

Belle the 19th song from Notre Dame de Paris.
(Garou, Daniel Lavoie, Patrick Fiori)

( Quasimodo )

Belle
C'est un mot qu'on dirait inventé pour elle
Quand elle danse et qu'elle met son corps à jour, tel
Un oiseau qui étend ses ailes pour s'envoler
Alors je sens l'enfer s'ouvrir sous mes pieds
J'ai posé mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane
A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame
Quel
Est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre
Celui-là ne mérite pas d'être sur terre
O Lucifer !
Oh ! Laisse-moi rien qu'une fois
Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d'Esméralda

( Frollo )

Belle
Est-ce le diable qui s'est incarné en elle
Pour détourner mes yeux du Dieu éternel
Qui a mis dans mon être ce désir charnel
Pour m'empêcher de regarder vers le Ciel
Elle porte en elle le péché originel
La désirer fait-il de moi un criminel
Celle
Qu'on prenait pour une fille de joie une fille de rien
Semble soudain porter la croix du genre humain
O Notre-Dame !
Oh ! laisse-moi rien qu'une fois
Pousser la porte du jardin d'Esméralda

( Phoebus )

Belle
Malgré ses grands yeux noirs qui vous ensorcellent
La demoiselle serait-elle encore pucelle ?
Quand ses mouvements me font voir monts et merveilles
Sous son jupon aux couleurs de l'arc-en-ciel
Ma dulcinée laissez-moi vous être infidèle
Avant de vous avoir mené jusqu'à l'autel
Quel
Est l'homme qui détournerait son regard d'elle
Sous peine d'être changé en statue de sel
O Fleur-de-Lys,
Je ne suis pas homme de foi
J'irai cueillir la fleur d'amour d'Esméralda

( Quasimodo, Frollo et Phoebus )

J'ai posé mes yeux sous sa robe de gitane
A quoi me sert encore de prier Notre-Dame
Quel
Est celui qui lui jettera la première pierre
Celui-là ne mérite pas d'être sur terre
O Lucifer !
Oh ! laisse-moi rien qu'une fois
Glisser mes doigts dans les cheveux d'Esméralda
Esméralda

Iris feat Tudor Chirila - De ce?

te-ai nascut prea repede
rezista
te-ai nascut mult prea devreme
rezista
vei afla prea timpuriu
rezista
vei vedea ca ce e viu
nu rezista
cand te vei ridica
si pe figura ta
durerea vei afla
cand vei infrunta
nedreapta viata ta
durerea vei afla
si cand vei vedea
ca nu inseamna da
rezista
rezista
atunci vei intreba
de ce dracu toate astea

vei dori sa stii
vei dori sa stii
vei innebuni
daca nu vei sti
daca nu vei fi aflat
vei ingenunchea
caci adevarul nu
n-a contat
vei dori sa stii
vei dori sa stii
vei dori sa stii
vei dori sa stii
de ce? de ce?
vei dori sa stii
vei dori sa stii
de ce? de ce?

iar cand vei afla
cum nasterea ta
cu durere s-a petrecut
si ea va deveni
si durerea ta
si speranta in acelasi timp
te vei intreba
te vei macina
vei implora sa stii
de ce tu vei purta
o cruce in viata ta
de ce? de ce?
de ce lumina ea
e prea departe
da
iar adevarul nu-l vei stiï

de ce? de ce? de ce? de ce? de ce?
de ce? de ce? de ce?
de ce? de ce?
de ce?

ziua asta inselatoare, mai poate sa anunte ceva?
de ce imi pare ca iarasi pierdem
ca si ieri?
~Maia Morgenstern


[eu nu prea am auzit Iris in piesa dar daca asa zic ei]

Pachelbel's canon in D Major

Then and now...

viata ta..... un messenger

dupa o zi de lucru ma grabesc acasa pentru a primi cateva proiecte (suplimentare), dar nu mica mi-a fost uimirea cand ma adauga o necunoscuta pe messenger, fara a avea habar cine sunt (de fapt nu cred ca stia nici cine este ea)


eu: sal
eu: cine esti?
ea: sp tu pt ca tu ai intrat acuma
[da ce imi spui tu cand sa intru]
eu: tu m-ai adaugat in lista
eu: habar nu am eu de unde m-ai adaugat tu
ea: da doar pt ca miai aparut
eu: ce ti-a aparut
eu: ?
ea: poti sami dai ignor daca vrei
[pai atunci de ce ma adaugi daca de la mine nu vrei decat ignore]
eu: zi de unde ai id-ul meu?
ea: hai pa

copila asta nu o mancat bataie
stiti voi ... copii tre sa primeasca bataie cand is mici ca sa invete sa asculte, ca si atunci cand trebuie sa iti bati creatura in Black&White ca sa o inveti sa nu faca prostii

fara sa fiu comunist in gandire
pot zice ca, in ziua de astazi avem o generatie care traieste pe messenger
care atunci cand se confrunta cu o problema spun "poti sa imi dai ignore", care atunci cand esueaza arunca responsabilitatea pe celalalt [oi fi eu de vina ca tu ma adaugi] nu va dau examplul celor care isi cad capacitatea si dau vina pe profesori [or fi ei de vina ca voi nu invatati] dar va prindeti voi unde bat apropoul

si dupa cum stiti nu imi place sa dau din umeri si sa spun ca asta este

traim in aceeasi romanie care ne ocupa tot timpul, dar nu numai al nostru, ci si al celor care fac sa fie asa

Poze a la vedete

mai nou toata lumea are poze pe diferite site-uri(hi5 in special ... nu fac reclama doar referire) in care ei apar in postura unor vedete sau in diferite tablouri admirate de tot felul de oameni
pentru cei care sunt tentati de asemenea poze va dau linkul

tot ce trebuie sa faceti (odata ce ati ales template-ul pozei) e sa dati click pe butonul mare (cu hieroglife pe el) de pe la mijlocul paginii si sa alegeti poza care doriti sa fie modificata

mult succes in viata de vedeta

New Year Fireworks 2008 from London - BBC One

asa artificii zic si eu

Noi la saniush 2

vine si continuarea
[sa nu radeti prea tare de fete :P]

La saniush

Dupa aproape o saptamana am reusit si eu sa fac rost de un clip scurt de la iesirea din weekend de la Arieseni
L-am pus pe youtube sa va amuzati si voi :D

The Most Expensive Photographs Ever Sold

Ever wondered just how much your best photograph could be worth if it was put up for auction?

Here are the photos that have won the five highest bids when put on the block.

Of course, we’re not saying that one of your photographs could be worth this much… but then again, who knows?

1. Andreas Gursky’s “99 Cent II Diptych”


Photo Courtesy Sotheby’s

The first photograph to sell for more than $3 million, Andreas Gurky’s 99 cent II, Diptych reached $3,340,456 at a Sotheby’s auction in London, February 2007. This was the third time the photograph had sold for more than $2 million. Another print of the same image was sold for $2.25 million in May, 2006, and yet another print had reached $2.48 million just six months later.

Interestingly, the record-breaking photograph was sold not at a photography auction, but at a sale of contemporary art. That might suggest that how an artwork is sold plays an important role in defining how much it can sell for.

2. Edward Steichen’s “The Pond-Moonlight”


Courtesy of Sotheby’s


Just missing the $3 million mark, and for a while the world’s highest-selling photograph, Edward Steichen’s “The Pond - Moonlight” was sold for $2,928,000 at Sotheby’s in New York in February, 2006.

The picture shows moonlight between trees and reflecting on a pond, and appears to be in color. However, color photography did not begin until 1907, three years after the photograph was taken.

Steichen used layers of light-sensitive gum to create an impression of color. Only three prints exist, with the other two in museum collections.

One way to create an expensive photo then could be to use a unique process, keep it rare… and wait a hundred years.

3. Richard Prince’s “Anonymous (Cowboy)”


Courtesy of Christie’s

Richard Prince’s photograph of a cowboy was perhaps an odd choice as the first photograph to reach a million dollars at auction. It sold for $1,248,000 at Christie’s in New York in November 2005.

The photograph, which was taken in 1989, wasn’t original but a shot of part of a Marlboro ad. Prince had started shooting images of magazine ads while collating press clips for Time Life in the 1970s.

The only other image, other than the proof in the possession of the artist, is in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Subject matter and rarity count it seems.

4. Joseph-Philibert Girault de Prangey’s “Athènes, T[emple] de J[upiter] olympien pris de l’est”


Courtesy of Christie’s

It’s a little easier to understand the appeal — and the price — of French photographer Joseph-Philibert Girault de Prangey’s image of the ruins of the Temple of Jupiter in Athens, which was sold at Christie’s in London for $922,488 in 2003.

Shot in 1842, the daguerreotype is believed to be the oldest image of the temple still existing.

It makes you wonder what the first photograph of the iPhone might be worth in 150 years…

5. Gustave Le Gray’s “The Great Wave, Sete”


Sometimes a combination of the rarity an old image brings and a striking subject matter can be enough to create a high price. For Gustave Le Gray, it created a picture that sold for $838,000 at Sotheby’s in London in 1999.

Le Gray’s image marked the first time that a photographer had managed to expose landscape and sky correctly in the same image. He did this by creating one negative for the sky and one for the sea, and printing them together on the same sheet of paper. In effect, he created a collage.

It’s an easy technique for a modern photographer to emulate but try doing it without a digital camera, Photoshop… and from a glass negative.

Before you start sorting through your archive to pull out better images than these, bear in mind that the value of a photograph at auction depends on all sorts of factors that go beyond the quality of the image. These might include the state of the stock market, the fame of the artist, the number of prints, when the print was made and the restrictions imposed on the negative.

Creating a million dollar photo often requires a lot more than getting the shot right.

10 Ways to Take Better Portraits

Professional photographer Erin Manning shares her top 10 dos and don’ts for taking great portraits. Her explanations are accompanied by before and after shots. Just to give a heads up, she is selling her book, but the pitch isn’t that intrusive. Defiantly worth a viewing!

The clouds in your eyes down your face they pour...

Closer
Joshua Radin

So, we're alone again
I wish it were over
We seem to never end
Only get closer
To the point where I can take no more

The clouds in your eyes
Down your face they pour
Won't you be the new one burn to shine
I take the blue ones every time
Walk me down your broken line
All you have to do is cry
Yes all you have to do is cry

Hush my baby now
Your talking is just noise and won't lay me down
Amongst your toys in a room where I can take no more

The clouds in your eyes
Down your face they pour
Won't you be the new one burn to shine
I take the blue ones every time
Walk me down your broken line
All you have to do is cry
Yes all you have to do is cry

Photographs and brightly colored paper
Are your mask you wear in this caper
That is our life
We walk right into the strife
And a tear from your eye brings me home

Won't you be the new one burn to shine
I take the blue ones every time
Walk me down your broken line
All you have to do is cry

Rodica Tapalaga si Stefan Banica - Sectia corectionala

Sectia corectionala - de I. L. Caragiale
scenografia Dan Petrescu Mogos
interpreteaza: Rodica Tapalaga, Stefan Banica, Mircea Septilici si Virgil Ogasanu

Stefan Banica & Stela Popescu - Dactilografa

Stefan Banica & Stela Popescu - Dactilografa (1971)
sceneta de Dan Mihailescu, Grigore Pop si Octavian Sava

Marin Moraru si Marian Hudac - Aspirina si piramidonul

Marin Moraru si Marian Hudac - Aspirina si piramidonul
sceneta de Mircea Crisan, Alexandru Andy si Radu Stanescu

My Chemical Romance"Kill all your friends"

'Cause we are all a bunch of liars.
Tell me, baby, who do you wanna be?

'Cause we all wanna party when the funeral ends.
(Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba)
And we all get together when we bury our friends.
(Ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba)

Linkin Park - Hands Held High

I just love this song. So you can chose from 2 versions of clip (american vision... but well)

Prima zapada

Nu a fost prima zapada de la Oradea, dar a fost prima zapada pentru mine.(zapada care sa dureze, nu din aia care trece)

Remember the best times are yet to come

MANIC STREET PREACHERS LYRICS
"Autumn Song"


a late autumn song

HIM feat. The Rasmus - Apocalyptica bittersweet

I had a vision.
A gothic version of "The Phantom of the Opera" with this song on the soundtrack.

DEMISIE OFICIALA

Subsemnatul, va aduc la cunostinta decizia irevocabila de a demisiona oficial din functia de adult pe care o detin acum abuziv.

Dupa o analiza detaliata a situatiei, m-am hotarat sa ma retrag si sa preiau atributiile unui copil de sase ani, cu toate drepturile si indatoririle pe care le-am avut candva, dar la care am renuntat cu prea mare usurinta.Vreau sa desenez cu creta colorata pe strada unde locuiesc, atunci cand trec oameni maturi si importanti spre serviciu, si sa nu-mi pese de stresul lor in lupta cu minutele si traficul care ii asteapta.

Vreau sa fiu mandru de trotineta mea cea rosie, fara sa ma intereseze cat costa asigurarea pe anul viitor.

Vreau sa cred sincer ca bomboanele Tic-Tac sunt mai bune decat banii, pentru
ca le poti manca.

Vreau sa stau intins la umbra unui copac, cu un pahar de limonada in mana si cu ochii la norii pufosi care alearga pe cer, intrebandu-se cu uimire de ce adultii nu fac la fel.

Vreau sa ma intorc in trecut, la vremurile cand viata era simpla. Atunci cand tot ce stiam se rezuma la cele sapte culori, cinci
poezii, zece cifre si vocea mamei care ma chema la masa cand nu imi era foame.

Vreau inapoi, atunci cand nu imi pasa de cat de putine lucruri stiam, pentru ca nici nu stiam cat de putine stiam.

Vreau sa cred, ca odinioara, ca totul pe lumea asta este fie gratuit, fie se poate cumpara cu pretul unei inghetate la pahar.

M-am maturizat prea mult si nici nu mai stiu cand m-am trezit mare. A fost cu
siguranta un abuz si imi cer iertare. Am ajuns astfel sa aflu ceea ce nu ar fi trebuit:
razboaie si purificari etnice, copii buzati si copii murind de foame, divorturi,droguri in licee, prostitutie, justitie corupta, politicieni de mahala, biserici de homosexuali, frati invrajbiti fara bani, ura, barfa.

Ce s-a intamplat cu timpul cand aveam impresia ca moartea este un concept de
poveste, ca doar imparatii batrani mor ca sa faca loc pe tron printilor tineri,
casatoriti cu printese castigate in urma ultimei zmeiade? Unde sunt anii cand mi se parea ca tot ce ti se putea intampla mai rau in lume era sa nu fii ales in echipa lui Menica repetentul, atunci cand jucam fotbal in spatele scolii?

Vreau sa ma reintorc la vremea cand toti copiii citeau carti folositoare, cand muzica era neotravita, cand televiziunea era pentru stiri si emisiuni de familie, fara sex explicit si violenta implicita la fiecare zece secunde.

Vreau desene animate cu Donald Duck, peripetiile echipajului "Speranta", navigand cu "Toate panzele sus" si pe mama citindu-mi despre Iosif si fratii sai. Ce bine era cand credeam, in naivitatea mea, ca toata lumea din jur este fericita deoarece eu eram fericit!

Promit solemn ca, imediat ce o sa-mi reiau atributiile de copil, o sa-mi petrec dupa-amiezile catarandu-ma in copaci, calarind bicicleta varului Cristi si citind Robinson Crusoe, ascuns in coliba injghebata din ramuri si frunze de fag, in spatele gradinii. Imi iau angajamentul ca nu o sa imi pese de ratele casei, de facturile de telefon, curent, gaze, apa, gunoi, cablu Tv si Internet, asigurari pentru masini, asigurari de sanatate, taxe anuale de proprietate, credit-carduri, iarba netaiata, computerul virusat si faptul ca masina a inceput sa vrea la mecanic.

Va asigur ca nu o sa fiu pus in incurcatura atunci cand o sa fiu intrebat: "Ce-o sa te faci cand o sa cresti mare?", deoarece acum
stiu: vreau sa fiu COPIL.

Gata cu plecatul la serviciu cand ar trebui sa dorm si sa-l visez pe Florin Piersic
- Harap Alb, gata cu stirile despre teroristi, bombe si caderi de avioane.

Gata cu barfele anturajului, care nu-mi dau pace nici la biserica, gata cu hernia de disc, par grizonat, ochelari pierduti,
medicamente scumpe si dinti de portelan.

Gata, stop, cedez! Demisionez din functia de ADULT.

Vreau sa cred in sinceritatea zambetelor, nobletea vorbelor, o lume a cuvantului dat si respectat, a dreptatii, a pacii, a viselor implinite, a imaginatiei innobilate, a ingerilor buni si a omului dupa chipul si asemanarea Lui Dumnezeu.

Vreau sa am iarasi sase ani si jumatate. Fiti voi mari si importanti, si ocupati, si ingrijorati. Eu vreau sa cresc MIC!


Din cate am auzit acest text a aparut in cartea lui Ovidiu Radulescu, nu stiu numele cartii.
Ma gandeam ca ar fi un text bun de impartasit cu toti!