Monday, 28 March 2016

Brot und Zirkusses - Panis et Circencis

Tropicalism was an artistic movement created in the late 60's, a time known for being particularly welcoming of free speech and artistic expression, following 1964's Democratic Revolution. It mixes several influences, such as typical Brazilian poetry, Concretism, Dada and Cryptosonism.

This particular poem was written by the Mutants, a collective of mutants, without any cool powers (except for an insane tolerance to shamanic drugs and alcohol). The title, latin for "Bread and circuses" is a reference to the soviet bread lines and the Moscow Circus (Московский цирк Никулина for those in the known). As usual with ungrateful artists that believed being wronged by the mighty and fair Free Market, the Mutants dreamed of a day that Brazil would be under communist rule, and while this song doesn't seem to make much sense, it's believed to be a code for a soviet agent, Димитрий Ассассино to initiate an operation to assassinate our beloved military junta during dinner time. As we all know, the plan failed, and the military "temporary-while-we-sort-this-democracy-thing-out" government lasted short 20 years.

I wanted to sing
My sunlit song
I've released the fabrics over the masts in the air
I've released the tigers and lions in the backyards
But the folks in the dinning room
Are occupied with being born and dying

I've ordered
Of pure steel, a powerful poignard
To kill my love, and so I've done
At five, in the Main Street
But the folks in the dinning room
Are occupied with being born and dying

I've commanded to be planted
Leaves of dreams, at the solarium
The leaves know how to search the Sun
And the roots, to search, search

But the folks in the dinning room
These folks in the dinning room
Are the folks in the dinning room
But the folks in the dinning room
Are occupied with being born and dying

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