Trocam-sem bolinhos por histórias de vida

domingo, 10 de outubro de 2010

Curta gaúcho exibido ontem, na RBS TV.
Delicado, significativo, lindo!

Aqui o trailer:

Trocam-se bolinhos por histórias de vida - TRAILER from Daniel Laimer on Vimeo.


Aqui o curta completo:

The Only Exception - Paramore

quinta-feira, 17 de junho de 2010



When I was younger I saw
My daddy crying and cursed at the wind
He broke his own heart and
I watched as he tried to re-assemble it
And my mamma swore she would
Never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist
But darling...


You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception


Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now I swored to myself
That I'm content with loneliness,
Because none of it was ever worth the risk


But you are the only exception
But you are the only exception
But you are the only exception
But you are the only exception


I've got a tight grip on reality,
But I can't let go of what's front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning, when you wake up,
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream


You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception


And I'm on my way to believing
And I'm on my way to believing...

Vienna - Billy Joel

sexta-feira, 9 de abril de 2010




Slow down, you crazy child.
You're so ambitious for a juvenile.
But then if you're so smart, tell me why are you still so afraid?
Where's the fire? What's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out.
You got so much to do and only so many hours in a day.
Don't you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old?
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through.
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?
Slow down, you're doing fine.
You can't be everything you wanna be before your time,
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight, tonight.
Too bad, but it's the life you lead.
You're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need.
Though you can see when you're wrong,
You know, you can't always see when you're right, you're right.
You've got your passion. You've got your pride,
But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?
Slow down, you crazy child.
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while.
It's all right you can afford to lose a day or two.
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?
Don't you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want or you can just get old?
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through.
Why don't you realize Vienna waits for you?
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?

Bright As Yellow - The Innocence Mission

sexta-feira, 26 de março de 2010



And you live your life with your arms stretched out.
Eye to eye when speaking.
Enter rooms with great joy shouts,
happy to be meeting.
And bright,
bright,
bright as yellow,
warm as yellow.

And I do not want to be a rose.
I do not wish to be pale pink,
but flower scarlet, flower gold.
And have no thorns to distance me,

but be bright,
bright,
bright as yellow,
warm as yellow.

Even if I'm shouting, even if I'm shouting here inside.
Even if I'm shouting, do you see that I'm wanting,
that I want to be so
bright,
bright,
bright as yellow,
warm as yellow.

Sobre torres

quinta-feira, 25 de março de 2010


"Já tive torres internas que foram ao chão.
Torres altas demais para mim, torres que nem chegaram a ficar concluídas, torres que me exigiram esforço e que me deram prazer, até que alguém, com uma frase, ou com um gesto, as fez virem abaixo.
Tinha gente dentro, tinha eu." 

Martha Medeiros