Ano novo, vida...

E começou 2011. Esperança e ânimo renovados? Espero que sim.
Estamos sempre caindo e levantando, implodindo as pedras que nos são atiradas, como bem disse o pai do blog. E é isso que carregamos de ano para ano.
Não estou suficientemente inspirado para uma boa mensagem de início de ano. Deixa o Labrie falar:

E vai com letra e tudo:

To Rise, To Fall.
To Hurt, To Hate.
To Want, To Wait.
To Heal, To Save.

Can't hear it
we fear it
awareness won't come near it

Distractive
Reactive
Disguised in spite of time

I never bared my emotion
My passion always strong
I never lost my devotion
but somewhere fate went wrong

Can't let them rape me again
Your venom's not family here
won't let them fill me with
fatalistic remedies

What if the rest of the world
was hopelessly blinded by fear?
Where would my sanctity live?
Suddenly nobody cares.

It's never enough
You're wasting your time
Isn't there something I could say?
You don't understand
You're closing me out
How can we live our lives this way?

You tell me I'm wrong
I'm risking my life
Still, I have nothing in return
I show you my hands
You don't see the scars
Maybe you'll leave me here to burn.

What if the rest of the world
was hopelessly drowning in vain?
Where would our self pity run?
Suddenly everyone cares.

Blood...Heal me
Fear...Change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...Swearing
Fear...Staring
Conviction made aware

Give up on misery
Turn your back on dissent
Leave their distrust behind
Wash your hands of regret

Do you feel you don't know me anymore?
And do you feel I'm afraid of your love?
And how come you don't want me asking?
And how come my heart's not invited?
You say you want everyone happy
Well, we're not laughing.

And how come you don't understand me?
And how come I don't understand you?
Thirty years say we're in this together
So open your eyes.

People in prayer for me
everyone there for me
Sometimes I feel I should face this alone
My soul exposed
It calms me to know that I won't

Blood...Heal me
Fear...Change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...Swearing
Fear...Staring
Conviction made aware

Give up on misery
Turn your back on dissent
Leave their distrust behind
Wash your hands of regret

Blood...Heal me
Fear...Change me
Belief will always save me
Blood...Swearing
Fear...Staring
Conviction made aware

Learning from misery
Staring back at dissent
Leaving distrust behind
I'm inspired and content

Luto

Sim, um carro vermelho fez a pole, mas estou resignado com a ausência de justiça divina.

O luto é por outro fato - de antemão já aviso que não é nada sério.

Anunciou-se, nesta última semana, que o fantástico baterista Mike Portnoy está deixando o Dream Theater para viver novas experiência por aí.

Nunca vi em banda alguma um entrosamento tão grande entre bateria, baixo e guitarra quanto no Dream Theater. Tecnicamente, era impressionante, embora 90% das pessoas não goste.

A banda, contudo, não vai terminar. Ano que vem tem disco novo e uma turnê, já batizada de "The spirit carries on".

Bom, da minha parte, vi o "espírito continuar" em todas as últimas vezes que o Dream Theater tocou em terras brasileiras. Em todas elas, houve uma catarse coletiva. Com esse espírito, tomara que continuem por muitos e muitos anos.