Lembram-se do tempo em que o meu tempo era dividido em quantos episódios de The Wire eu podia ver?
Pois bem. Hoje o meu tempo divide-se em quantos episódios de Treme eu posso ver.
Dos mesmos autores de The Wire, curiosamente. Ou não.
E só vos digo uma coisa: eu quero ir viver para New Orleans!
Comida (muito churrasco), muita música (jazz e afins) e Carnaval.
Abandonar a sociedade para, finalmente, abraçar a comunidade.
Ficcção, eu sei... Ainda assim, grande série!
Hangin' in the Treme
Watchin' people sashay
Past my steps
By my porch
In front of my door
Church bells are ringin'
Choirs are singing
While the preachers groan
And the sisters moan
In a blessed tone
Down in the treme
Just me and my baby
We're all going crazy
While jamming and having fun
Down in the treme
Is me and my baby
We're all going crazy
While jamming and having fun
Trumpet bells ringing
Bass drum is swinging
As the trombone groans
And the big horn moans
And there's a saxophone
Down in the treme
Is me and my baby
We're all going crazy
While jamming and having fun
Hangin' in the Treme
Watchin' people sashay
Past my steps
By my porch
In front of my door
Church bells are ringin'
Choirs are singing
While the preachers groan
And the sisters moan
In a blessed tone
Down in the treme
Is me and my baby
We're all going crazy
While jamming and having fun