Iamos facer unha fotomontaxe but ollo botándolle a MusicPolyphonic to MSR-Galicia do decide to borrow to make shua for several reasons : for we, as patriotic as Galician and English real duty is our responsibility to defend one of the languages \u200b\u200bEnglish and the Galician language. Why defend the Galician defend an important part of Spain, its culture, its history, its people. Also
collémola because at the moment, the MSR and the only real alternative that compaxina in Galicia: the defense of identity without being separatist or tab (ie without antigalegos scurfy), for protecting the worker and family without any complex and no other interest than the duty to do so.
respect, promote and protect the Galician is not only a duty of all Galician, but do other españois because nin to prune history of Spain Galicia explained sen nin to history might be explained sen Galicia Spain.
Directed, written and performed by Josh Radnor, better known as the insufferable and sentimental architect Ted Mosby the popular series How I Met Your Mother , comes Happythankyoumoreplease (all close together to see that there is a concept behind ), another popular film genre that makes indie girls and boys sigh opportunistic fuck, I'll call independent romantic comedy mold ( CRIM).
Amazing is the similarity between the careers of Radnor and Zach Braff, actor series Scrubs who also took on the task of leading megalomaniac, writing and starring in Garden State his own CRIM with Natalie Portman. However, despite these similarities, the product of Braff is far more valuable than that of Radnor, first because at that time there were so many CRIM and secondly because it is simply better storytelling, theatrical and visually.
ingredients to make a CRIM are very simple. First of all should get unknown actors or low profile, having an image formed by hipsters guys previous work, interesting, depressing or funny (in the pathetic sense of the word). Once the deal is made time to define the characters. In the lead role has to be obviously the most indie kid and interesting of all, coupled with a social role that is equally interesting, leaving us with the options of: musician, unemployed, writer or architect. However, the main character can not be successful in any way, as will the entire movie trying to overcome your fear of success, his chronic depression or writers block, a situation which incidentally falls in love with the girl of his dreams.
The second ingredient as you might have guessed is the girl. Do not forget that the girl can not be any more intelligent, or more prepared no more successful than our main character, because we're indies but continue with the same social stereotypes of a lifetime. However, what if that woman must have is the mysterious beauty enough character to make the difficult and troubled during the last hour and a half the CRIM.
If you already have achieved these two key elements else is even simpler. First you must design something that couples to the aforementioned groups, preferably a ridiculous misunderstanding, that in spite of challenging the logic of the spectators, is credible enough to not cause too many laughs that will remove the impact "Message" you want to convey the artist. For Radnor film this event will be Ted Mosby furtive encounter with a lost child, who for one reason or another can not lead to the police and ends up living with him, giving a necessary "life lesson."
Congratulations, if you have made all this and have the thread of his CRIM , now I just need to fill it with some extra characters, with secondary problems of love and personalities that go a little bit different , not forgetting to sprinkle all these stories with a little dust hipster for best results.
The finale of the CRIM comes with the soundtrack, so I have to consult the friend who made this CD with songs from Cornelius and Dinosaur Jr . for advising on good music accompanying shots of flowers, cars moving, melancholy faces and rain to be incorporated into the story.
As always the final are open, since in the CRIM allowed conclusions are not entirely happy, so you can get crazy with the creative freedom given point. Once this last step and have created your first CRIM , just do not expect me to pay a movie ticket to see it.
La Coruña last politicians only fails to give projects to friends, as happened a few days ago the award of new railway station project the unfortunately now-famous César Portela, who you can find nice things for half Coruña, no. What is now proposed by the city government works leave a part of the city as is "or Parrote" until after the election. It
ie we have two options: either Losada is terrified of screwing up and prefers Negreira once in power or is coercing the voter based on the reasoning of "if you want to fix the neighborhood .... Vote me."
And the sad thing is that in this country are like imbeciles and materialistic, as much stingy bastard who sold his vote for 400 pigs lereles that in the end, or charged and threw him over the job ... (who know for sure more than one, like us)
We leave a few songs of RIF (identitaire rock français) translated (on our way but more or less hehe), hope you like them and if they entertain you or you transmit lo mismo that a nosotros:
(Our younger years años nuestros jóvenes-)
you remember from our youth years Those where our time was always fun We never found the time to be bored For day and night is a hundred miles an hour that we lived A pack of young wolves in the urban jungle A bunch of kids left to themselves, for the worst and the best Constantly in pursuit of happiness Romance, violence, we loved the chance to force money, time did not matter Vengeance, defiance, we entered into resistance Belief, trust, we lived in hope. Today
time elapsed remains etched in our memories of our friendship oath Always faithful to our values, our ideas We just changed our way of proceeding We will always remember those years Who we have built, we have forged for the worst and the best We did not want to see anything else.
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Remember our younger years?
in which we spent all the time exploiting
never find time to "bury" / hide
Both
Day and night we lived "butt" / a hundred miles an hour
A manada de jóvenes lobos en la jungla urbana
Un grupo de niños entregados a sí mismos,
por lo peor y lo mejor,
buscando siempre la felicidad.
Romance, violencia, nos gustaba forzar la situación.
El dinero, el tiempo no importaban nada.
Revenge, mistrust, we were in the line of resistance.
Belief, trust, lived in hope.
Today the time has passed.
remains etched on our memory our oath of friendship.
True to our values, our ideas all the days.
has only slightly changed the way we act.
We will remember every day of those years.
we have built, we have forged.
For the worst and the best
not want to see anything of the past.
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(You can not stop progress (bad!)-El progreso no se Detienne, lastima)
I am "civilized", well dressed, I feel the soap. The neon lights and air conditioning are my sun and my atmosphere. I am "civilized", and officially anonymous. You can not stop progress, shame!
I am "civilized", I must eat and keep me wise. The company has evolved, but I have not changed since time immemorial: I am able the best and worst. You can not stop progress, shame! My heart, my mind turned to the sky and into beings of flesh To other hearts, to other minds, not machines.
I am "civilized", but so few things in this modern world ... You can not stop progress, shame! My heart, my mind turned to the sky and into beings of flesh
Nous sommes "civilis", nous sommes "civilis" ...
'm civilized, well dressed, smell like soap.
neon light and air conditioning are my sun and my atmosphere.
'm civilized, standardized and anonymous.
progress does not stop, sorry!
'm civilized, I eat and be good.
Society has evolved, but I have not changed since the beginning of time:
am capable of the best and worst
progress does not stop, sorry!
My heart, my soul CIAL and turn into beings of flesh to
We civilized, we are civilized (...)
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(Mécanisation-Machining)
Tomorrow will be a robot from your job will suit the dole! Replaced by a tool that works tirelessly Who is never sick and does not suit you strike the dole!
Enough 's enough of mechanization! Enough 's enough of the law of dough Who pays for the machines, which empty factories We immersed in a world dehumanized
the name of profit behalf of profitability, efficiency You will be their hostage A sad book without craftsman And through a computer Someone determine your place conditions will suit your Happiness the dole!
now transformed into inactive slave Shackled, unarmed, innocent will suit the dole!
