Passeio de Táxi.
Ao longo de uma hora andamos às voltas de táxi. Tinha de ser. Também nos traços confusos da cidade encontramos finisterras feitas de insónias, sombras e algumas solidões. Tinha de ser. Um finisterra no banco de trás, uma hora a armarmo-nos em nighthawks, a sirandar às voltas do nada e de toda a sua filosofia. Tinha de ser assim. Uma hora de taxímetro desligado, onde não é preciso de explicar o porquê das escolhas das músicas, da sua ligação de umas com as outras e todas com o texto ou nenhuma com nada, de Coimbra ser Nova Iorque ou vice versa, das luzes estarem tão demasiado quentes que até ferem.
Realizado por Eduardo Brito, com locução de Travis Bickle (ou Robert DeNiro), o Taxi Driver de 16 de Fevereiro visita as seguintes finisterras:
- So why do you want to be a taxi driver?
- I can't sleep nights.
- There's porno theatres for that.
- I know. I tried that.
- So whatja do now?
- I ride around nights mostly. Subways, buses. See things. Figur'd I might as well get paid for it.
1- David Sylvian – Midnight Sun
2 - Sidsel Edresen – Fifty Ways To Leave Your Lover
Loneliness has followed me all my life. The life of loneliness pursues me wherever I go: in bars, cars, coffee shops, theaters, stores, sidewalks. There is no escape. I am God's lonely man.
3 - Tom Waits - Eggs And Sausage (In A Cadillac With Susan ....)
Each night when I return the cab to the garage I have to clean the come off the back seat. Some nights I clean off the blood.
4 - This Mortal Coil – Blood (Nothing But)
Thank God for the rain which has helped wash the garbage and trash off the sidewalks.(…)I'm working a single now, which means stretch-shifts, six to six, sometimes six to eight in the a.m., six days a week. It's a hustle, but it keeps me busy. I can take in three to three-fifty a week, more with skims. All the animals come out at night: Whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets. I work the whole city, up, down, don't make no difference to me - does to some. Some won't take spooks - Hell,don't make no difference tom me.
5 - Peter Challis - Funk Mix With Fast Speech
6 - Stina Nordenstam – Greetings From The World
7 - Vincent Gallo – Her Smell Theme
- Wiz?
- Yeah?
- Look, ah, we never talked much, you and me...
- Yeah?
- I wanted to ask you something, on account you've been around so long.
- Shoot. They don't call me the Wizard for nothing.
- Well, I just, you know...
- Things got ya down?
- Real down.
- It happens.
- Sometimes it gets so I just don't know what I'm gonna do. I get some real crazy ideas, you know? Just go out and do somethin.
- The taxi life, you mean.
- Yeah.
- Like do anything, you know.
- Travis, look, I dig it. Let me explain. You choose a certain way of life. You live it. It becomes what you are. I've been a hack 27 years, the last ten at night. Still don't own my own cab. I guess that's the way I want it. You see, that must be what I am. Look, a person does a certain thing and that's all there is to it. It becomes what he is. Why fight it? What do you know? How long you been a hack, a couple months? You're like a peg and you get dropped into a slot and you got to squirm and wiggle around a while until you fit in...
8 - Jeff Buckley – Opened Once
Twelve hours of work and I still cannot sleep. The days dwindle on forever and do not end. All my life needed was a sense of direction, a sense of someplace to go. I do not believe one should devote his life to morbid self- attention, but should become a person like other people.
9 - Dead Combo – Eléctrica Cadente
Are you talkin' to me?
10 - Miles Davis – L’Ascenseur pour L’Echaffaud - Generique
But after the first call, she would no longer come to the phone. I also sent flowers with no luck. I should not dwell on such things, but set them behind me. The smell of the flowers only made me sicker. The headaches got worse I think I've got stomach cancer. I should not complain so. "You're only as healthy as you feel."
11 - Tindersticks – Rented Rooms (Swing Verion)
Listen you screwheads: Here is a man… who wouldn't take it any more, a man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth. Here is...
12 - Mazzy Star – Five String Serenade
- So why do you want to be a taxi driver?
- I can't sleep nights.
13 - Bernard Hermann – Taxi Driver Theme
Fotogramas extraídos, como é óbvio, do filme Taxi Driver, realizado por Martin Scorsese em 1976.
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