Curadoria de Miguel Wandschneider
PORTA33 — 20.03.2004 — 03.04.2004
I have a farm
I own one thousand acres
and I only grow potatoes
I always eat rice
I never eat potatoes
but I love my farm
My farm exists
for ten generations
and nobody ate potatoes
My grandpa ate rice
my pa ate chicken
and I look just like my grandpa
For ten generations
we never sold potatoes
we kept them in our barn
Our barn has ten floors
one for each generation
and one day it will reach the sky
Música:
António Olaio & João Taborda
Save our children
from the wicked teachers
save our souls my Lord
save our homes
from the ghostly termites
save yourself with love
If a wicked teacher
is a wicked teacher
there’s a way to know
you take off their shoe
and if a wicked teacher
is a wicked teacher
there’s a round little
black dot
on the top of each toe
There are bugs on my head
There are bugs on my watch
There are bugs on my food
There are bugs on my sock
There are bugs on my clock
If wanna know the time
never ask a bug
it will tell you the century
not the year or the day
I once met a little worm
that was once a butterfly
it looked proud and cool
but it looked slightly shy
When he feels cool
He writes them on his head
When he feels hot
He writes them on his sex
When he feels mystical
He writes them on his knees
When he feels witty
He writes them on his cheek
When he feels nosy
He writes them on his nose
When he feels romantic
He writes them on his heart
A house is too big
He doesn’t need a house
A room is too large
He doesn’t need a room
His grey suit is all the space he needs
When it rains, he stands on the street,
letting his clothes shrink
getting tighter
getting cosy
getting slim
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I want a living doll,
not so tall ‘cause I’m so small.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I want a star so bright,
a little light to kiss goodnight.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I want a little pony,
for it’s so funny to give my honey.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I want a little phone,
a call from home, for I’m alone.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I want two pairs of shoes,
one to wear and one to lose.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I just want a Merry Christmas.
- What do you want for Christmas?
- I just want a happy New Year.
We’re a zillion million dwarves
working on the sky
the stars so low
and the moon so high
There’s a zillion million clouds
for all of us to sit
we keep them white
and we keep them neat
Sweat is falling from the sky
in little drops
Sweat is falling from the sky
in little drops
We’re a zillion million dwarves
working on the sky
our hearts won’t grow
as time goes by
We made some funny hats
we wear them on our feat
to keep them warm
and soft, and sweet
Post-Nuclear
Country, 1993
Concepção e filmagens: António Olaio
Pós-produção: José Pinheiro
Música: letras e melodias de António Olaio
construídas sobre
fundos instrumentais dos discos:
A Million Tears From Now
Jambalaia
You’re Cheating
My Heart
Quedamonos Aqui
Ho I’ll Have to Go
Old Shorter Hand Melody