Tomahawk – Lollapalloza brasil 2013 vídeo completo

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[Pattonism] Feliz Aniversário, Max Cavalera!

Hoje é aniversártio de Max Cavalera!


Photo: Rui Mendes, Revista Bizz. 1991

Photo: Rui Mendes, Revista Bizz. 1991



Roots é o sexto álbum de estúdio da banda de heavy metal Sepultura. Foi lançado em Fevereiro 20, 1996, e é o último com o membro fundador e vocalista Max Cavalera. A faixa “Lookaway” tem participação de Mike Patton nos vocais.


Photo: Sepultura Roots Box Set
Urucum, Arueira & Jurubeba, colar tribal, fruta seca, velas, cd…

I look at you, You look at me, You look away…



1997 | Sepultura and Mike Patton | Mine
Blood-Rooted foi lançado em June 3, 1997. É uma coletânea de, até então, faixas não lançadas, b-sides, remixes, e gravações ao vivo.


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[Pattonism] Yoshitomo Nara no programa Casa Brasileira

No primeiro episódio da 3ª temporada de Casa Brasileira – GNT o programa relembrou a carreira do magnifico arquiteto Zanine Caldas. Além disso, abordou a carreira de seu filho, o designer @Zanini de Zanine, e mostrou a casa de uma de suas clientes, a atriz Mariana Ximenes.
Mas por que estou falando dela aqui no Pattonism? Simples. Ao mostrar a linda peça “Estante Modulo 7″, a atriz também apresenta alguns itens de sua coleção como um livro e o Little Wonder do artista Yoshitomo Nara – que foi responsável pela embalagem do álbum “Suspended Animation” [2005] da banda Fantômas.




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[Pattonism] Níver do Kubrick!

Photograph: Dmitri Kasterine

Photograph: Dmitri Kasterine

Se estivesse vivo, Stanley Kubrick sopraria 84 velinhas hoje!

Path of Glory [Glória Feita de Sangue] é um filme de 1957 baseado na novela de mesmo nome do autor Humphrey Cobb. Ambientado durante a I Guerra Mundial, o filme conta com ator Kirk Douglas como Colonel Dax, comandante do exército francês, que se recusa a continuar com ataque suicida.

Mike Patton certa vez disse que é um grande fã de Kubrick. Essa música, Paths of Glory, é a 10 faixa do disco Album of the Year, do Faith No More, lançado em 1997.

No vídeo Falling to Pieces, Mr. Patton aparece vestido como Alex DeLarge, do Laranja Mecanica [A Clockwork Orange, filme de 1971 adaptado da obra de Anthony Burgess.


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Faith no More – Spin magazine 1990 English

Spin Magazine Issue December 1990 Faith No More: Artists of the Year

by Frank Owen

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Whether he’s advising Sassy readers to take drugs, kill babies, and steal everything, or wearing a shirt with multiple images of Jesus Christ jacking off for the SPIN cover shoot, or informing the audience at a Copenhagen rock festival that at that precise moment Lenny Kravitz (“the Jesus of hippies”) is fucking Sinead O’Conner (“the Virgin Mary”) in the hospitality tent, Faith No More vocalist Mike Patton sure knows how to eke out an irreverent good time amid the grueling drudgery of life on the road.

After 14 months of continued touring–supporting acts like Aerosmith, Poison, Billy Idol, Voivod, Soundgarden, and Metallica–he’s understandably a bit twisted and not a little homesick.

Therefore it seems perfectly natural that, sitting on the Faith No More tour bus on the outskirts of Washington, D.C.– with teenage girls banging drum tattoos of desire on the windows, eager to offer their favors to the 21-year-old heartthrob– our talk should turn to the topic of masturbation.

“Masturbation is a lot easier to do than relating to someone,” says Patton. “It’s like playing a video machine. You can relate to a machine a lot easier than a human being. You can just pound yourself for hours and hours and not think about it. With sex, no matter how great it is, there’s always something missing.” I ask Mike if he masturbates any less now that he has legions of girl fans eagerly offering themselves to him. “Not at all,” he responds. “The only difference now is that I masturbate in front of people. There was this girl in Philadelphia–I hung out with her all day and we ended up in my room. I ended up masturbating while she watched.” Safe sex? “No, not at all. It’s entirely different. Masturbation is like this little knot I have inside of me that I can’t untie.”

A five-hour drive north of San Francisco, among the California redwoods, is the coastal town of Eureka, the David Lynch-ville that Mike Patton calls home. Eureka has recently been in the news as redneck loggers battle concerned environmentalists over the issue of deforestation. “The loggers there are fucking nuts,” says Patton. “These people would be protesting, sitting up in the trees, and they’d fucking cut the trees down with the people sitting in them. It’s great.” As you might expect, Eureka is hardly a fun city. (“In Eureka,” adds Patton, “we drink a lot of coffee if we think there’s something worth staying up for.”) Reading porography is a major pastime, as is playing at the local water-treatment plant, jumping freight trains, and riding around town waving baseball bats at hippies.

To alleviate the boredom, Patton formed Mr. Bungle, which started out, he says, as “a Laurel and Hardy death-metal band” before becoming the porno-funkateers they are today. When he has time, Patton still sings with Mr. Bungle. The difference between the two bands, he says, “is that Mr. Bungle freely admit they like to masturbate. The best description of Mr. Bungle I’ve ever heard is from Warren Entner [Faith No More’s manager, who also manages Faster Pussycat and Quiet Riot]. ‘I couldn’t really relate to it,’he says, ‘because it was like you were having an inside joke among yourselves.'”

Our conversation is interrupted when Patton allows two fans to shelter from the rain on the tour bus. One of the girls proceeds to ask Patton to sign her butt. He politely declines.

FAN: You are so awsome. I mean, shit, you’re just so awsome. Can I have a hug?

PATTON: A hug? What about a handshake?

FAN: We love you so much. You’re so awsome.

PATTON: Don’t say that.

FAN: But you are. You’re awsome.

PATTON:(getting irritated) Tell me something I don’t know. You’ve already said that.

FAN: I love you. You’re awsome. What are you doing after the show? Are you going to party?

PATTON: What do you mean, party?

FAN: Fucking everything, man.

PATTON: Fucking. That’s what you really mean, that’s what it all comes down to.

FAN: Have you got any weed?

PATTON: I only smoke crack.

FAN: You’re so awsome.

“Goddamn. It’s not right,” exclaims Patton after the girls leave. “I’ve never had anyone look up to me and take what I say as gospel. Being so young, I don’t know shit; I’m in no position to talk down to someone.”

” The kind of crowd we draw is–” he says, “I don’t know if *gullible* is the word, but–easy. I step to one side of the stage and they go crazy. It’s so simple. It’s not as if I’m doing anything important. I mean these kids are like little lambs. All these girls screaming and wanting to sleep with me, it’s go nothing to do with sex. It’s like vampirism. I’m their transfusion. It’s not erotic or sexual, it’s cartoonish.

“I’m uncomfortable with being a pop star. When you walk down the street and people yell at you and try to grab your hair, it’s not natural. We were doing an in-store appearance and someone grabbed my hat right off my head. That’s not right. You don’t do that to someone walking down the street, so why do that to me? And I lost it. Threw hot coffee in his face. He gave me my hat back.”

It’s tempting to link the rise of San Francisco’s Faith No More to a phenonmenon that has been increasingly evident throughout 1990– the decentralization of Planet Pop; the decline in the creative hegemony of the Los Angeles/New York/London axis and the subsequent rise of inportant provincial scenes in places like Manchester, Oakland, Seattle, and San Francisco. But, by their own account, Faith No More have little or nothing in common with the burgeoning Bay area funk-thrash scene of Primus, Limbomaniacs, Psychofunkapus, etc.

“We didn’t come up in the funk-thrash thing,” says dreadlocked powerhouse drummer Mike Bordin. “Maybe some people put us at the head of it, but it’s something we never championed. We never fitted into any category. We weren’t even involved in the bohemian clique because we were such a bunch of dirtheads–guys with rotten dreadlocked hair who smoked dope and didn’t give a fuck. We liked to put our finger on the sore spot a little bit by not playing up to any clique or group.”

Keyboardist extraordinaire Roddy Bottum agrees, saying, “For the most part when we started doing our thing in San Francisco, we were pretty much doing our best to fight against the scene.”

“I don’t think a band like Faith No More could have come out of L.A.,” says Billy Gould, Nietzsche scholar and FNM’s bass player. “There are different motivations in San Francisco. Most musicians are really poor there, and there’s not much prospect of life getting better for them. Greed doesn’t motivate their approach to music as much as it does in L.A.

“It’s a rainy city with a lot of European influences. But we were like, ‘Fuck you, we’re from California. We like the beach.’ That was thought of as very uncool. I remember we got MTV because that was thought of as uncool as well. We lived in this house which we didn’t clean once for a year and a half–clothes all over the floor. But we pooled our money and got cable television and MTV. We did it just to fuck everybody off. We started watching MTV so much that it became this thing that was real. People in San Francisco look down their noses at popular culture, but to us it’s a weapon. I remember we played a club in San Francisco once where we did a perfect, note-for-note cover of Van Halen’s ‘Jump.’ People hated it.”

In their current live show, Faith No More feature the chorus of Public Enemy’s “911 Is a Joke” during “The Real Thing,” as well as full-fledged covers of “Easy” by the Commodores and the Nestle chocolate commercial (Sweet dreams you can’t resist/ N-E-S-T-L-E-S).

BILLY: Crap commercialism as an art form is a wonderful thing. It’s like you hear this song on the radio or in an advertisement and it sticks in your head. You just sort of accept the song because it’s part of your life now. Why fight it. You end up liking it. You have to. RODDY: One of the things we’ve had to come to terms with this year is that the mass audience is not as cynical and bitter as we are. They don’t find the same things funny as we do. I got onstage in Sydney and said, “Is it true that homosexuality is illegal in Austrailia? That’s a shame, we won’t be able to have any fun backstage now.” And the audience was genuinely pissed off, saying shit like,”Fuck off, you faggots.”  read more