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WROS 2012 – Dead Fish

5 de novembro de 2012 | Publicado por: Fabio Martiniano

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.: Data
03 de novembro de 2012

.: Local
Festival WROS – Espaço das Américas, São Paulo/SP

Para mais resenhas e fotos do festival, clique aqui para ver o Especial WROS 2012!

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Dead Fish, uma das principais bandas do cenário brasileiro, abre com chave de ouro o festival WROS! É muito difícil o público querer chegar na primeira banda de um festival. Mas lá estavam os fãs do Dead Fish, as 16h da tarde!

O vocalista Rodrigo entrou com umas placas, com vários dizeres. Inclusive uma em resposta ao famoso grito “Ei Dead Fish, vai tomar no cu”, escrito “Vão vocês”!

Embora o show tenha sido rápido, com mais ou menos meia hora, eles tocaram 12 músicas! Rodrigo falou pouco, e disse que tem queria ter falado. E a famosa energia e irreverência da banda estava lá, talvez até com um pouco mais de entusiasmo por tocar com as grandes bandas do dia!

Foi o show perfeito para começar o dia no gás!

Eleito por Ninguém
Queda Livre
Proprietários do 3° Mundo
A Urgência
Zero e Um
Sonho Médio
Bem Vindo ao Clube

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2 comentários para “WROS 2012 – Dead Fish”

  1. Merita disse:

    I remember being a very good young man. I was enyijong all my classes, praying, meditating, determined, passionate, intelligent. And I was all planning and getting ready for one of my dreams to come true: to travel to the island of Cuba. It had been my dream since I was 15. I was 20 when i was, like a Divine Grace, given the opportunity to go. The trip itself was out of this world. If anyone knows what it’s like to have a dream come true, this was my 5 year long dream.I was feeling confident, excited, determined, on a personal mission to save the world. i had my life planned out already. I knew the direction my heart and mind were leading me. My heart, mind, and body, and spirti, and universe were all set on my taking a trip to Cuba.But before I went, as if of another divine grace, I met a young woman whom i fell tremendously in love with. I fell in love with this girl. or did i? something in my gut told me that i shouldn’t meet this girl. it was her attitude her almost i’m in love with myself attitude that threw me off. so i almost blew it off.however, i started seeing signs all over the place. the first letter of her name was M while mine was W. she perceived things almost exactly the same way i did. she would claims things that she thought were original of her own thinking, and realized that i had had the same experience. talking to her and listening to her jokes and memories was like talking to myself. all of a sudden there were signs all over the place that led me to her. you know what i mean? like signs within my own home that would remind me of her. it was as if the universe were telling me .willy, this is the girl. the girl that you’ve been waiting to meet. the universe was telling me. the sings were all over the place. still i kept a doubt in my mind.actually, i personally dedicated my entire thought and heart to her.what happened was that i had to go on my trip to Cuba. and she told me to keep in touch with her. i automatically took that as the entrance to her heart. and the whole time i was in cuba i dedicated myself to her and would write to her constantly.weird? in cuba, the signs kept repeating themselves. sing after sign after sign after sign. is this the girl? i thought. this has to be the girl. the universe is telling me it’s her. i can feel it.what happened was that while i was in cuba, one of the girl in the group that i was in fell in love with me. and it was so weird because i never expressed any interest in her.she fell in love with me so hard and i avoided her so hard to the point where i began to see myself in her. but i saw everything i hated about myself in her. and i saw someone that i used to be and i wasn’t anymore in her.i saw the old me in her. she reminded me of myself so much that i began to fall in love with her. i wanted nothing but to be at her service and heal her. she suffered from a lack of self love and all i wanted to do was just heal her. i wanted to teach her about everything that she lacked. she was all the opposite of me. she was rich, rude, selfish, determined, powerful, she knew what she wanted, impatient, fiery, strong. but at the same time, very insecure, and very dark, and weak. and i perceived all that in her.and i knew she would perceive all of the same things in me. she was a scorpio. with her powerful eyes she perceived even the smallest details in me that she knew she could pick at. she would tell me things about myself before i could even realize them. i hated everything about her. most of all her ignorance and her selfishness in acting in such ignorance. i swear that i could see her sould and she could see mine.my mistake lied in that i never sat down with her and talked to her about the things i knew she needed to be talked about.i completely refused her love in a negative way and so she would fight back with vengeance. she would hit me. i knew that she was hurting and all she needed was a guy to tell her that she was beautiful. but for me to be able to heal her, i would’ve had to love her.but i loved the girl back at home. whom i kept in touch with through the internet. the universe was telling me that the girl back at home was the one, but at the same time, it presented to me the challenge of healing another one.were these two girls my soulmates? i saw myself perfectly, according to my intellect, according to my spirit, with each one.by the time i came back from cuba my soul had been torn apart. i didn’t know who i loved anymore. and thus, i started hating myself for even picking between the two girls. i hated myself. for having made bad decisions.since then i lost the ability to raed the universe and my life has appeared as something dark and with no light.i realize that i’ve got to respect myself. i got to love myself again. but neither of the girls knows about the other.what do i do?

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