Den Bosch Erasmus

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in Porto

I live here since seven years, brought to the Fine Art School to learn Communication Design by an exciting need. With almost 1 million habitants next to the mouth of Rio Douro it's the second biggest city in Portugal. But Porto was never a cosmopolitan place to be and I'm not sure if it is right now. When I arrived here for the first time, there were no blacks nor eastern country people, and the only "outsiders" were the students a and a few chinese restaurant owners. Things are changing, and that has to be good because extreme-right-wings are starting to get on my nerves.
Porto grew from lots of small neighbourhoods with their own local rules. Today, the feeling you get when travelling randomly through streets is still similar to the one you get when walking in a very poor interior portuguese village. Or worse, because it comes with places full of junkies, car parkers and homeless people. After a while you have to know when and where to be to avoid being robbed everyday. Keeping an hand on your pocket thinking that there is more good in the world than bad helps you get through the end end of the street with your back straight and upped chin. The growing economic crisis is affecting the middle class and the precarious employment life style is starting to make people go insane.
A Sunday evening in a shopping mall is enough for distinguish all the casts that nobly carry their specific dress codes and transport their original life style to the new social zoos... There, they have a roof... and air-conditioned, Timberland and Nike. That's the normal Porto. I live the shamelessly arty Porto and every weekend we have two new bars, four different openings, ten new club parties, twenty live-acts and fifty new something else. It's too much. It's too much offer to play the same game. And focus can be lost when sitting in the right chair in the right snack bar... The southern European 5 minute café ritual can easily be extended to a three hour conversation on design, plus going for a beer with friends and waking up with another hangover. Making a list of things to do for the day is now the only thing that allows me to keep up to the rhythm of this city. Sometimes I write down the word dinner so that I don't forget to eat, seriously.
I've been five months way, and I lost a big part of the healthy routine I had. But in trade, I learn a better way to use solitude. Today I'm going to post this text and e-mail a recent friend, clean up the living room, lunch in Belas Artes Café at half past noon. I'll sketch some basic furniture to organise CDs while there is nobody there, meet with a teacher at 5 P.M.. One hour later I'l meet that recent-friend and co-worker on a Festival organization to discuss the program with the owner of a cinema/club. I hope to have that done at half past seven, when I'll probably meet my girlfriend on the way back home. I wish I had the time to mail a box to a record shop in Lisboa but I don't. I also should design four covers to two magazines and two books, plus one new house style with logotype and all that jazz. I wish I could write another Nova Emoção song and I wish I could go with my brother to the studios at his school and work with my computer over his drum beats. we will put a show together. I wanted to meet with a friend to exchange some information about my staying in Holland and to know about Porto while I was gone, and meet two friends to talk about the work to an individual exhibition... but I can't. I also have to work on the next VEC album and co-produce an E.P. for a possible CDR release and go to the Erasmus office to check some paper work... I should lose at least an hour listening to music and read an article that doesn't talk about the Oscars. I will not talk about the Oscars, a lot has been said already. I want to e-mail Meinhard and visit the atelier of J. Marçal to see his new china ink strips. I have to free some space in my Hard-Drive and buy nice trousers and I would love to visit my first sex shop to buy a nice little present to spice things up... I should pay the electricity bills but I will be very glad if I have the scheduled things done before meeting Silvina. Wish me luck.

P.S.: By the time I posted this, I was able to read the article, lunch and post this. I got 8 hours left untill I'm exhausted. Good thing I woke up at half past ten.

From Ástato with Love

1º Aniversário da Ástato
EFM makes you cry, de Último
Holanda, de VEC

Sábado, 18 de Fevereiro de 2006, 11:00H
Passos Manuel, Edifício do Coliseu do Porto, Rua Passos Manuel, Porto

"É aqui que a liberdade musical encontra o seu território."
Hugo Oliveira, sobre a Ástato CDR.

Mas também sabemos falar de nós mesmos na terceira pessoa.
A Ástato CDR é o lado mais visível e também o primeiro impulso criativo da media-label Ástato que passado um ano começa a raiar a noite portuense com o brilho da nova música electrónica portuguesa. Inicialmente a falta de dinheiro para um investimento maior fez com que optassem corajosamente por suportes e estratégias económicas: CDRoms, weblogs e flyers que servem de capas... Assim nasceu a Ástato CDR e com ela boa música de dança.

A noite começará ao cuidado das melodias da música techno de Último, que apresentará EFM makes you cry. Na interpretação das quatro faixas que constituem a terceira edição da CDR esperam-se diferentes emoções pautadas por bem-estar e aprumado trato no timbre. Seguir-se-á o primeiro concerto em Portugal, apresentação do album Holanda, do Volante Euro Continental (VEC, duo constituído por Albino J. Tavares e Ana). Depois de terem presenteado Den Bosch, com trechos dançáveis de Nova Emoção, mostrarão até que ponto desenvolveram o trabalho nos Países Baixos.
Adiante, já pelas 3 da matina, a festa desenvolve-se ao som da selecção musical da dupla de DJs +1 com um toque editorial em laptop assinado por Ana.

Programa:
11:00H +1 e Ana (DJ Set)
01:00H Último (ao vivo)
02:00H VEC (ao vivo)
03:00H +1 e Ana (DJ Set)

Ástato.

flyer-at3-18den

Please, go home......

Hello, my name is Mark, little Mark, Dj Mark or whatever you want to call me......... I am 1.75 tall, 67 kg and I have blond hair.
I am typical dutch guy.....
Am I?

This is my first blog and it will probably be my last...

I just wanted to tell you, Albino & Joao, that I had a great time with you guys. We discussed the subject over and over again, about why you didn't like it over here, the reasons, our backgrounds and the solutions. I think Joao was right about most of the things about Holland in his previous post(s). I am not going to defend my country, I don't feel the need to do that. Den Bosch was not a good place for you and not for me either. (Probably Rotterdam should be your Holland.)

Now that you are done here, please think about some good things:
Think about our trip to Brussels, about our beersdays, about our beer-and-mixing nights at my place, about our nights at the Plein and about our great Nathan Fake night in Utrecht. We had some experiences together wich I will never forget.
What I have learnt from you guys is to have more fun in what I do. I think we often take ourselves to seriously over here. What did you learn from me? We talked about almost everything in the last 6 months, so you can save it for yourselves.
(Probably more than only making good bamisoups en eating good "nastyballs" ;)

It was not my intention to make this an official goodbye-speach, alltough it's pretty emotional right now that I am realising that you will return home tomorrow.
But we will meet soon, I almost booked my ticket to Porto so you can show me your town, your home, your school: your life. You made me curious about your country.You wanted me to be curious. Well...It worked out!

Albino just called me so I will be at your place in about 10 minutes to drink cheap port and nasty gin-tonics and listen to good music. I have to finish this now:

Greetings from a 'typical dutch guy',
allthough my smile had never been fake,

HOUDOEEEEHEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

your friend Mark, little Mark, Dj Mark or whatever you want to call me.........
I am 1.75 tall, 67 kg and I have blond hair. I am typical dutch guy.....

Was I?

Something nice for us.

Pela primeira vez fomos citados por alguém que não conhecemos pessoalmente. Depois do chorrilho de críticas desmotivantes que seguiu o lançamento em Junho de 2005, agora sabemos que para alguém estivemos à frente do Jesper Dahlback... Não é um chart do NME, mas é muito bom saber que o disco não toca só nos nossos leitores. Obrigado pela atenção, Larry Levan (não será o prematuramente desaparecido de Chicago, mas antes o do Forum Net DJ.

"Larry Levan
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JULY CHARTS:

Booka Shade-Mandarine E.P. (Get Physical)
Marc Romboy-Jack Is Back (Systematic)
Bangkok Impact-Do It (Créme)
Vários-Rub n Tug present Campfire (Eskimo)
Lindstromm-I Feel Space (Feedelity)
Thomas Barfod-1995/My Drums (Get Physical)
LCD Soundsystem-Disco Infiltrator (François K mixes) (DFA)
Lotterboys-Heroine (Eskimo)
Vários-Acid...Can You Jack? (Soul Jazz)
Audio Bullys feat. Nancy Sinatra-Shot You Down (Virgin)
Isolée-We Are Monster (Playhouse)
Vec-Hi! Love To Dance (Ástato CD-R)
Freaks vs Swag-You Ain`t House (Wash House)
Jesper Dahlback-Faxman/Acid In My Head (Blank)
Vários-Disco Sucks 1 (F.C. Edits)"

LarryLevan

Hehehe...

VEC GRÁFICO | In love winner

VEC GRÁFICO | After John Maeda

Dutch Design Details 2

"O mais apaixonante na condição do exilado é a possibilidade de ver de fora. O exterior imenso por oposição ao interior infimo. Uma espécie de pele, fronteira razoável, mas que tudo clarifica esfriando ainda mais a razão, separando as águas."
Fernando José Pereira

Sinalização de paragem onde se se consegue ler o mais importante à distância, dos quatro passeios alfluentes ao cruzamento.

3 cabines telefónicas triangulares. Não é por acaso que as abelhas fazem favos com meia dúzia de lados. Estas cabines, podem formar conjuntos de 6, criando uma espécie de prisma hexagonal que, dos prismas que se podem articular em padrão (triangular, quadrangular, pentagonal e hexagonal) é o que contem mais espaço útil.

Limites dos passeios em puzzle, para não descarrilarem com o tempo.

Fendas para a roda da frente da bicicleta. Substituem o descanso, permitindo que pare 5 minutos em frente ao clube de vídeo sem encostar a bicla à montra.