Eduardo E Mônica
> requested by @grafitti-translator.
> artist: legião urbana
> the first listen ^nd it w^s very unusu^l in terms of style, ^ lot of guit^rs with ^n old/folk rock-type of vibe. ^t first gl^nce the lyrics seem to be ^bout ^ m^tespritship between trolls, but it ^lso cont^ins some concerning themes (in my perspective).
from the get-go we h^ve:
Who will ever dare to say that there is a reason
For the things that the heart does?
And who will dare to say that there is no reason?
> the pumpbiscuit (or in this c^se, the he^rt) is, of course, linked tow^rds emotions and feelings. feelings ^rent ^lw^ys logic^l- even if you know why youre feeling th^t w^y, theres ^ disconnect between the w^y th^t the body responds ^nd the mind re^sons.
> however, the third st^nz^ directly contr^dicts the first. the l^ck of re^son is complemented by the re^son, fulfilling wh^t would be ^ppropri^te for ^ m^tespritship. ^fter ^ll, ^ m^tespritship built out of solely p^ssion wont l^st. you must be willing to compromise, to le^rn, to be willing to ch^nge yourself (not to ^n extreme extent however) in order to m^ke it work.
> ^ m^jority of this song is b^sed upon the story of eduardo and monica, so ill just reference some of the p^rts th^t c^ught my interest.
Eduardo opened his eyes but didn’t want to get up
Stayed on bed and checked what time it was
While Monica was having a brandy
In the other side of the city
> the obvious ^ge difference between the two is seen time ^nd time ^g^in throughout the song, from monica thinking of eduardo ^s ^ “little boy” to eduardos concerns ^bout being out for too long. ^nd while this isnt ^ red fl^g immedi^tely, i h^ve to ^dmit i r^ised ^n eyebrow re^ding those words.
> eduardo is very simple, in the w^y th^t trolls in ^ schoolhive tend not to worry ^bout ^s much ^s those perigees older might. hes ^lso tr^dition^l, preferring to st^y in his comfort zone ^nd h^ng out with his f^mily.
> on the other h^nd, monica is inclined tow^rds being unique, riding ^ motorcycle ^nd dying her h^ir. shes ^lso ^ very philosophic^l/emotion^l person, enjoying the ^rt of gre^t p^inters such ^s v^n gogh ^nd t^lking ^bout m^gic/medit^tion.
> the differences between the two ^nd their m^tespritship c^n be seen ^s ^n extreme ex^mple of ^n “opposites ^ttr^ct” m^tespritship. but the l^ter st^nz^s dissu^des you from s^ying th^t they h^ve nothing in common:
Eduardo and Monica had swimming, photography
Theatre and handicraft classes and went travelling
> ^ssuming this is ^ he^lthy rel^tionship ^nd neither ^re forcing e^ch other to join these cl^sses, these lyrics depict th^t eduardo ^nd monica still h^ve middle grounds they c^n meet upon, which grounds the “opposites ^ttr^ct” trope seen into re^lity.
> rel^tionships where two people ^re so irrevoc^bly different th^t they c^nnot ^gree on ^nything ^re doomed to f^il. even if it were, s^y, ^ kismesissitude, it would turn de^dly ^fter some time ^nd most likely require ^shen interference. eduardo e monica ^cknowledges this ^nd develops upon their stories more, giving them more depth ^nd their rel^tionship more me^ning.
And the two celebrated together
And also fought together, many times
> ^t first i didnt know wh^t to think of this lyric. theres so m^ny holes in the story th^t we dont know whether this is ^ he^lthy rel^tionship or not. in f^ct, this re^ds more like th^t of ^ v^cill^tion between m^tespritship ^nd kismesissitude. its not uncommon in medi^ for these rel^tionships to exist; however, they tend to be very destructive for both p^rties if not m^n^ged in moder^tion. this leaves eduardo and monicas future ^mbiguous ^nd up to our interpret^tion. yes, everyone s^ys theyre good together:
And everyone said he makes her complete and vice-versa
Just like rice and beans
> hell, they even stick together with e^ch other:
They worked hard for money and managed to hold
Everything together through their toughest times
> but theres just enough wiggle room for us to ^ssume ^ different perspective ^nd still be ^ble to find subst^nti^l implic^tions within the lyrics.
> for ex^mple, the st^nz^ ^bout them fighting often le^ves us questioning: to wh^t extent do these fights go to? is it ^ simple ^rgument between m^tesprits, or is it ^ different qu^dr^nt, or is it perh^ps even ^ toxic rel^tionship? ill le^ve you to dr^w your own conclusions.
> ^nyw^ys, my f^vourite p^rt w^s the beginning:
Who will ever dare to say that there is a reason
For the things that the heart does?
And who will dare to say that there is no reason?
> i ^gree with the mess^ge these lines ^re sending. emotions ^re illogic^l. but over time, they still end up m^king some sort of sense. the he^rt is ^mbiguous, ^s ^re ^ll of us trolls ^s individu^l people; the lines blur ^ lot between wh^t is “re^son” ^nd wh^t is “feeling”.
> in summ^ry, my perspective is th^t while eduardo and monica’s rel^tionship is cert^inly unconvention^l (the ^ge g^p still feels str^nge), there is love to be found between the lines. ^nd perh^ps th^t is the lesson of the song: th^t love c^n be where you le^st expect it.
> feel free to suggest more songs for my ^n^lysis if you w^nt, but i wont get to it quick. i h^ve other things ive been de^ling with.
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Hoje, enquanto lia uma coluna em uma newsletter, me deparei com a palavra "vestibular". Estranhamente, eu não lia essa palavra há tempos. É estranho pensar que, atualmente, não conheço ninguém próximo que esteja nessa fase da vida.
Quando leio ou escuto a palavra "vestibular", sou arrebatada por um sentimento de nostalgia gigantesco. Aquele clima de Porto Alegre em janeiro, metade da população na praia, a cidade meio vazia. A movimentação gigante de estudantes. Aquele nervosismo compartilhado. Os cursinhos com seus "aulões". A tensão, a decepção, o alívio, a esperança. Tudo meio misturado. As expectativas de uma nova fase, seja qual fosse o resultado. O fim do ensino médio. A expectativa, também, pelos amigos. Quem vai pra onde, quem vai fazer o que.
Um tempo depois, o listão (e eu chorando porque meu nome não estava lá), o alvoroço, a festa (porque, independentemente do resultado, a vida seguia e, se não era dia de comemorar, era dia de extravasar) e, claro, as faixas de "bixo" espalhadas por toda a cidade.
Umas semanas depois, as listas de chamamento (e aí eu estava lá, ufa), a correria dos documentos e a ânsia para o início da nova fase.
A nostalgia, agora, ao lembrar disso tudo.
A palavra "vestibular" também me faz lembrar do filme Eduardo e Mônica (2022). O filme retrata uma geração anterior a minha (provavelmente tá mais pra geração da minha mãe), mas tem tantos elementos que foram presentes na minha vida, especialmente antes da faculdade, que bate uma nostalgia também.
O sentimento de "tempos mais simples". Bem clichê, bem coisa de "gente velha".
Agora, com 25 anos, já penso que a grande maioria das coisas que eu considerava de gente velha é, na verdade, coisa de gente adulta. Se isso é bom, ruim, feliz ou triste? Sei lá.
Fun fact: não sinto o mesmo ao ler/ouvir a palavra Enem, rs.
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