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Entries in sampa (9)

Monday
Mar162015

Charivari Time.

Being a brief discourse upon the practice of SONICK PROTEST otherwise known as ROUGH MUSIC, PANELAÇO or CHIVARI, that was latterly revived in the PORTUGUESE COLONIES of BRAZIL born of a most UNGODLY CONTUMELY against their DULY APPOINTED MASTERS, accompanied by sundry philosophical disquisitions upon that most heathen abomination, DEMOCRACY.

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Monday
Feb162015

Valeu, Carnaval. 

So this is our last carnaval in Brazil, and I suppose that's made me think about it a bit more than usual. Only read on if you're ready to have your mind absolutely blown by the philosophical atom bombs that follow.  

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Monday
Feb092015

Photoset: Beco do Aprendiz

Most visitors to São Paulo go to the Beco de Batman, a graffiti hub in the Vila Madalena neighbourhood. A lot of them miss Beco do Aprendiz, which is located close-by but is a lot harder to find. As you can see, however, it's well worth the effort.

 

Tuesday
Aug192014

Street Magic.

The first time I saw an animal sacrifice was outside the cemetery by our old apartment. I used to go and walk there a lot, ostensibly to check out the crazy funeral art, but mostly, I think, to fool myself into thinking I was in the countryside. That's where I saw it.

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Sunday
Aug172014

NEW WAVE.

OSGEMEOS (the twins)

I often come back to this quote from an interview with superstar, São Paulo-based graffiti artists OSGEMEOS, which appeared in Trip magazine back in July 2013. It seems to me to be the best way of teleporting yourself into an understanding of how ordinary people live in São Paulo and how, against all odds, they find something magical in the rhythms of this vast, dirty, mind-assaulting city.

'Uma das coisas mais legais daqui é que não tem praia. Faz a gente pegar outros tipos de onda. E aprender a surfar nelas, todo dia.' ('One of the best things here is that there's no beach. That means people have to find other kinds of waves – and learn how to surf on them, everyday.')

Here's another photo of them from back in the day, before they got into graffiti and were among Brazil's first ever B-Boys, hanging out with all the rough kids at São Bento Metro and getting their auntie to add Nike swooshes to their trainers because they hadn't started selling real ones...