Roda Viva Roda Brasil

Something I know or something I was told? When something scalding translates something to behold.

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

The Greek island of Syros is visited by a series of unexpected guests. Immutable forms, outside of time, aloof observants to human conditions.

Rather pointless, rather stilted, fetid; not what we want us going after.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

Journalist Dermi Azevedo has never stopped fighting for human rights and now, three decades after the end of the military dictatorship in Brazil,...

This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.

In 1980, the first march of gays, lesbians and transvestites took place in Brazil in protest against the constant police operations that took place...

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.