"...raspam a tinta velha das paredes da igreja, como corujas esfomeadas num oásis de cascalho. São bandos singulares, grupos solitários, que tremem como varas verdes a cada rugir daquele telhado podre. Espreitam-se pelas janelas descortinadas, com inveja e nojo do que não puderam outrora ser. Contam as histórias, os velhos pedaços de tinta que lá morrem pela relva seca."

Patti Smith always inspired me. That's because she's also a "Smith", in her own way. And in "Twelve", she sings the most beautiful version of "Smells Like Teen Spirit" I have ever heard. She's gone soft, and apparently that's the new tendency! Polly Jean Harvey amazed me with her latest release. It's just like watching a white tiger morphing into a house kitten.

Both are pretty enjoyable.