<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:13:56.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train in the distance</title><subtitle type='html'>"Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance / Everybody thinks it's true." (Paul Simon)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416.post-8327319460150952896</id><published>2008-07-03T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T04:21:37.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SGyzMgR3fRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aNQ5AMolOAM/s1600-h/Eu,+Ceci+e+PAUL+SIMON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218743095620238610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SGyzMgR3fRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aNQ5AMolOAM/s320/Eu,+Ceci+e+PAUL+SIMON.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu, minha irmã Ceci e Paul Simon, num dia que marcou a minha história... e a dela também, que está sempre junto comigo, apesar de não ser fã de Paul. Em Salvador, na gravação do clip The Obvious Child. Ao fundo, o diretor Ruy Guerra! Graças a ajuda de minha irmã, passei a tarde e a metade da noite na companhia de Paul, nós duas como "convidadas" no Set de gravação do clip. Como descrever o contato com a doçura, a suavidade em pessoa? Com aquele que escreveu as palavras e as músicas que "are woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Detalhe para minha camisa de silk screen, copiando a imagem da capa do disco One-trick Pony, que atraiu a atenção dele no meio da multidão... hehehehehehehe! Eu seguro o disco Still Crazy After All These Years, que ele acabava de autografar para mim. No dia seguinte, voltaria ao Set e voltaria a encontrá-lo, para que ele autografasse TODOS os meus discos (e eu tinha TODOS os discos dele...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dali a um ano, íamos nos encontrar de novo, na chegada de sua turnê Born At The Right Time ao Brasil, e ali, fui Special Guest de novo (hehehehe!) dentro do camarim e dependências, e assisti o show do palco! (hehehehehe!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-8327319460150952896?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/8327319460150952896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=8327319460150952896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/8327319460150952896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/8327319460150952896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/2008/07/eu-minha-irm-ceci-e-paul-simon-num-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SGyzMgR3fRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/aNQ5AMolOAM/s72-c/Eu,+Ceci+e+PAUL+SIMON.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416.post-1720792429530322856</id><published>2008-06-27T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:08:34.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She moves on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivj_hb6vuTA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivj_hb6vuTA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-1720792429530322856?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1720792429530322856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=1720792429530322856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/1720792429530322856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/1720792429530322856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/2008/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416.post-5336452614907460862</id><published>2008-06-12T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T06:25:20.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu sozinho menino entre mangueiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lia a história de Robinson Crusoé,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comprida história que não acaba mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu não sabia que minha história&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;era mais bonita que a de Robinson Crusoé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Infância- Drummond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-5336452614907460862?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/5336452614907460862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=5336452614907460862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/5336452614907460862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Tudo ficará perdido... como lágrimas na chuva...&lt;br /&gt;Like the sound of a train in the distance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-5293847779286151288?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/5293847779286151288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=5293847779286151288' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/5293847779286151288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/5293847779286151288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/2008/06/tantas-coisas-presas-na-garganta.html' title=''/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416.post-1269358878186090957</id><published>2008-06-06T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:02:52.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SElRL61YlBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XViB7tB7GE0/s1600-h/carica.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208783709244265490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SElRL61YlBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XViB7tB7GE0/s320/carica.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Caminho por uma rua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que passa em muitos países.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não me vêem, eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e saúdo velhos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade (Canção Amiga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-1269358878186090957?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/1269358878186090957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=1269358878186090957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/1269358878186090957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/1269358878186090957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/2008/06/caminho-por-uma-rua-que-passa-em-muitos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SElRL61YlBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/XViB7tB7GE0/s72-c/carica.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8001740943451965416.post-6853587016869086244</id><published>2008-06-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:28:26.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody thinks it's true..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Simon... His words are woven indelibly into my heart and my brain... Like a train in the distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Tenho apenas duas mãos e o sentimento do mundo. Meus irmãos me reconhecerão.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8001740943451965416-6853587016869086244?l=lairsantos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/feeds/6853587016869086244/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8001740943451965416&amp;postID=6853587016869086244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/6853587016869086244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8001740943451965416/posts/default/6853587016869086244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lairsantos.blogspot.com/2008/06/everybody-loves-sound-of-train-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lair Santos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17481314127506806037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_M_U2Yam2Pl0/SEf7OnKNKdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GCIYuygSxsc/S220/ceci+e+lz+foto.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
