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Smix Smox Smux
Eles São Os Smix Smox Smux
03.07 SEX 22 Coimbra
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O Roque neles sai Panque, sai Fanque, sai para dançar e para beber cerveja. Os Smix Smox Smux a lembram a assimetria sónica dos Pavement e a pulsação rítmica de Sly e a família Stone. A banda de Braga usa bisnagas e executa assaltos, não gosta de sopa e conta como ninguém os pormenores do típico fim-de-semana parolo. Eles São os Smix Smox Smux é o trabalho de estreia que promete espectáculo, gargalhada, verdade, acidez e agitação.

Smix Smox Smux

Que era a nova canela

A hortelã é o novo chá verde.

Gostar de desporto

There are many great things about sports, but here's one of the best: You never know when two teams will click. I used a boxing analogy in my column after Game 2, and it still stands. Styles make fights and styles make playoff series. Has to be a constant tug between young and old, unstoppable and stoppable, physical and finesse, experience and inexperience, fast and slow, big and small, stupid and smart. You need guys continually rising to the occasion and pushing themselves to a level they didn't know they had. You need two teams (or fighters) hugging each other afterward and thinking to themselves, "Thank you. You brought out the best of me. Thank you."

We love sports for the simple reason that we never know when this will happen. It rarely does. We watch a lot of crummy games. We watch sporting events that had potential to be great and weren't. We watch sporting events that almost made it, but one dumb thing happened to screw it up: A foul at the wrong time, a penalty, a two-base error, whatever. We keep watching. We keep hoping. And when everything clicks, it's blissful.

"É complicado, é complicado."

"O senhor doutor está em reunião."