#labanta

[dovenadamart]

#dovenadam #dovenadamart #dovenadamtattoo #tattoo #tattoos #tattooart #tattooed #tattoodo #tattooink #tattoodesign #tattooideas #lavander #lavandertattoo #rose #rosetattoo #flower #flowertattoo #leg #legtattoo #tattoogirl #tattoolife #colortattoo #tattooartist #labanta #gül #lavantadövmesi #güldövmesi #art #smalltattoo (Asmalımescit / Tünel) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNR169BAWQN/?igshid=1uyvlsmmpkhh6

[dmgrundy]

[90] Juventude Em Marcha [Lit. ‘Youth on the March’] / Colossal Youth (2006, dir. Pedro Costa)

The English language title to the film does not provide a literal equivalent to the Portugese original--’Juventude Em Marcha’--a decision that apparently originates with its director, who likewise translates ‘Cavalo Dineiro’ as ‘Horse Money’ (rather than the more literal alternatives such as ‘A Horse Named Money’). While the English title emphasizes scale, a cultural reference point beyond the specific locus of the Cape Verdean immigrant community on which it focuses, and thus a point of access for European audiences mystified by this underrepresented world, the Portugese has a specific valence it’s useful to consider: a revolutionary slogan from the Cape Verdean independence movement, it renders youth as mass or class rather than the English language suggestion of youth as property or thing, designated by adjective rather than verb, suggesting something static (a statue, a colossus) rather than action, activity, movement. As such, it loses the contrast, central to this and to Costa’s other Fontainhas films, between the revolutionary hopes associated with youth and with decolonisation as they fade with time, with ageing, with loss of various kinds, with the effects of workplace discrimination, industrial accident, drug use, housing precarity, the failure of the metropole or the colony to usher in the new era promised by the end of Fascist dictatorship and its rule at home and abroad. Movements or moments that might have seemed at the centre of things—the decolonising moment’s contribution to changing the course of world history, the beginning of a new life for Cape Verdean migrants to Lisbon (Costa likens them to ‘pioneers’)—retreat once more to the condition of the marginal, the marginalised, the cast-off and discarded, to conditions of loss both metaphorical and literal: the Fontainhas neighborhood literally razed as the film was shot; or performers from previous films who had died by the time the next film was to be made. In ‘Colossal Youth’, we follow Ventura—a Cape Verdean migrant labourer whose arrival in Madrid coincided with the racist gangs whose targeting of migrants rendered the Carnation Revolution a very difference experience to that of middle-class whites such as Costa. In recreations of those moments—though they’re not immediately identified or obvious as such—Ventura and his friend Lento sit in the protective shack they’ve built, listening on a scratchy portable turntable, to Cape Verdean band Os Tubarões’ song ‘Labanta Braço’, a jubilatory celebration of independence in Cape Verdean creole which urges its listeners “Grita, viva Cabral” (‘Let’s cry out, Viva Cabral’). (Ventura will later sing this song, a capella, at a dinner with one of his ‘daughters’, having told the story of how he met his wife, finally seducing after he mocked her singing at a Cape Verdean independence celebration and she playfully hit him over the head with a flagpole.) The first time we hear the song, lines skip and repeat as Lento compulsively scratches the table on which the turntable has been placed with a pen, before Ventura gently stills his hand, holding it in a gesture of pacification and comradely friendship—later repeated when he holds hands with present-day Lento in a burned-out apartment and recalls the great fear of death they both had in the 1970s, hiding in the shack, subject to workplace accidents (Ventura, may indeed, have died in the 1970s and appear in the present as a ghost.) This gesture cuts across the time-frame. Ventura is no saviour—he’s more in search of salvation himself—but in this moment, reaching across time and towards another, he suggests the mutual embrace of solidarity and survival for those brought sometimes daily, face-to-face with death: those who might be best understood, not as the victims of capitalism, but its survivors. It’s through Tubarões’ recorded invocations of Cabral—and Ventura’s a capella repetitions of them—that Colossal Youth manages to convey the ghostly, unfulfilled past imaginings of a viable collective future that were still, in the early 1970s, a possibility: in the skipping, diegetic transmission of ‘Labanta Braço’ , that the ghosts of unfulfilled revolutionary promise are transmitted. Hiding from white supremacist police violence in the midst of a revolution that, for whites, promised a more general liberation, it’s Os Tubarões’ music that maintains (in both sense of that verb) the presence of Cabral’s drawn-out revolution in the colonies--a revolution that, as Cedric Robinson notes, precipitated the Portugese domestic revolution in dialectical fashion. The imperfect transmissions of a tinny recording; are containers for that which is not realised, the personal dreams of romantic fulfilment, the political dreams of Cabralism, of unity and liberty from imperial domination, from the far consequences of underdevelopment that extend far beyond nominal independence, or of immigrant integration into an apparently democratised metropole. It’s in these moments that the ghosts of leftist movements against political tyranny survive; in the catachrestic non-sequitur of skipping records, unanswered letters, unfinished revolutions, nascent worlds yet to be.

[airesmelo]

Labanta braço bu grita bu liberdadi! 5 de Julho de 1975, Viva Cabo Verde! #caboverde #5julho1975 #liberdade #viva #heroi #cv #capeverde #capvert #feriadonacional #independencia #amilcarcabral #cabral #africa #ilustraçao #arte #drawing #desenho #dibujo #illustration #ilustracion #identidade #ilhasdecaboverde

[otraficantedesonhos]

Munti cenas na nha vida , pon ta para, pon ta pensa... Munti merda ta pon stressa , problemaz na cabeça.. Busca paz , longi briga, có preocupa, có fadiga.. Vida é um, máz ka txiga , nóz é Thug , nóz é Digra... N'mesti asa ké pan bua.. Nha cabeça sta na lua, faz a minha , faz a tua, Kel ki n'prendi foi na rua... Desdi puto, pé na strada, djuga bola , da topada, Dona sufri na calada, na miséria máz ka nada... Dja nu kria , dja nu venci, dja nu brinda, dja nu squeci, si nu sufri sem mereci.. Ka matanu , fortalecii.. N'ten sodadi di nhaz loko, nu sta djunto nem si poko, Longa mó, conta troco, squeci vida , panha moko.. Nha Timor , Nha Dani , Mano Kelton , Raul Pi.. Young Smoke LA FAMI.. Young * Mano Djou Cv Pi ... Labanta cabeça bu vivi bu vida , vivi bu vida.. Có squeci modi ki mundo ta rola, mundo ta rola.. x2 Carimbado na nha peto, Rap Street nóz talento, Di undi N'ben , ka perfeto, Undi Zoo txoma Ghetto, D'undi morti ka ta fadja, D'undi briga ka ta tadja.. Cada dia, um batalha, Si é ka Shot é nabadja.. Vida é krazy sima padja, Si ten brabo é pa madja.. Sabi rola, Sabi vivi, aproveta bó é livre.. Si bu planta , Bu ta codji, Bu caminho , Bu ta scodji, Pa nu busca si nu podi, si nu sufri , flan pamodi.. Na Deserto di Saara, Manti Strong , susti barra, có lamenta , ka bu pára, bó é di Street , mostra garra... Nóz é Thug desdi berço , manti Strong, pega terço, N'ben di mundo , Universo.. Undi Zoo Txoma Ghetto , Undi Zoo Txoma Ghetto... Labanta cabeça bu vivi bu vida , vivi bu vida.. Có squeci modi ki mundo ta rola, mundo ta rola.. x2 Ki ta conta, 4 roda , cena tristi, vida é foda.. Curanderos , casa corda, influência, sigui moda... Mundo é sujo , mundo é Stranho, Stupidez sem tamanho , kel ovelha di rebanho, mae ta txora , baba i ranho.. Nu criado , nóz manera , pé discalço , na ladera, rinca shot, Kassadera, da na agu di Rubera, da na agu di rubera... Labanta cabeça bu vivi bu vida , vivi bu vida.. Có squeci modi ki mundo ta rola, mundo ta rola.. x2 Auuuh, Ben di Zoo, Zoo.. Buraca Zoo..

[moskitobite70]

https://soundcloud.com/funxfm/broederliefde-labanta-motafied-beatz-remix

[la-onzieme-ile]

Os Tubarões - Labanta Braço

[sabidoxibarrakuda-blog]

Light weight baby... Nothin but peanuts...labanta no bai... #love #fitness #hardworkpaysoff #bjj #jiujitsu #nonstopgym (à NonStop Gym Lausanne)

[ultrastacion]

((AHORA de 14 a 15 Hrs VET)) Hard & Soul 134 MISS TARA #Premiere http://ultrastacion.com #Venezuela #NowOnAir #RadioShow #NowPlaying @misstaraofficial #Tracklist 01. La Roux - Bulletproof (Declain & V.Y.C. Bootleg) 02. Leandro Da Silva Dj & Prelude ft. C-Fast - We Do It [AFTR HRS] 03. Dom Dolla & Torren Foot 'Be Randy' (Original Mix) [Sweat It Out] 04. Dawiid & Josef K x SNYC - Tigris (Original Mix) 05. HANNS - Kickdrum (Original Mix) [Toolroom Records] 06. GLOWINTHEDARK x SFB- Dansen Op Labanta ft. Philly More ́ (Contefor Edit) 07. Anjey & Mikael Weermets - Walk Away (Leandro Da Silva Remix) 08. Kubi & Maffei - Party Don't Stop (Original Mix) [F/D] 09. Miss Tara - Crocodilo (Original Mix) [Bonnies] 10. Marcus Schossow - Rumble (Original Mix) 11. Oliver Heldens - Good Life (Woods Remix) 12. CAMOUFLAGE - Creepshow (Original Mix) [F/D] 13. Fedde Le Grand and DANNIC vs. Coco Star - Coco's Miracle [Spinnin] 14. Sandro Silva & Quintino - Epic (Darko Tribal Rework) 15. Miss Tara – Existensia (Original Mix) [Bonnies] 16. BLR & SBNC - Varca [DJ Edit] DOORN

[niggaladebairrocash-blog]

Tristeza na nha vida que nome nta txoma , onte ntorna cai hum labanta MI SO

[mitchellsupreme]

Zaterdag 21 Maart is er weer een SoixanteNeuf in de Winkel van Sinkel met dit keer live: Broederliefde en DIO achter de draaitafels! Wordt weer mega gaande dus!!! @broederliefderotterdam @ramfy @rodneymusic @djgeorgefelix @smashandaries @smashparker #labanta #broederliefde #utrecht #partyhard (bij Winkel van Sinkel)

[whinefime-blog]

BROEDERLIEFDE - LABANTA

[kizmexoxo-blog]

Found this track this morning :)

Is my beat for today :)