Wandering Dog

I'm not lost, but come and find me anyway.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Caetano Veloso, again again:

my car is feeling a bit of a music drought. it needs refueling. I'm relying on Caetano to get me through, while I'm running on fumes.

Have I clearly stated that he is the only man over 60 I would consider having children with? That soft, intimate voice of his. I've considered visiting brazil but mainly for caetano, who holds the spirit of brazil in his hands. If i love Cae, i must love brazil, I figure. and the language and the people and the sun and wind. all the portuguese I know, I've learned from his songs....

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