I like darkness and confusion and absurdity *





são poucos os lugares a que pertenço. a este regresso periodicamente, como Perséfone ao subterrâneo, promessa de romã. se não me engano, foi assim que comecei a invadir o território proibido da noite, com idade a menos para enfrentar os seus mistérios. ainda assim, o fascínio penetrou-me. reconheço-me. percebo que esses poucos lugares que sabem de mim o que eu não sei são certos, mas solitários. a tristeza é um lugar para um corpo só.





"What is it about the ambience of that town and the dark firs looming in the deep wood carvings that lends itself to this time, this mystery and this sense of doubleness about all the characters? Just picture this kind of darkness and this wind going through these needles of the Douglas firs and you start getting a little bit of a mood coming along. And if you hear footsteps and you see a little in the window and you start moving toward it, little by little you're sucked in. And a mood, this fantastic mood and a sense of place comes along, and hopefully you like to go back and feel this each week."

David Lynch



"David would say that the music should begin very dark and slow. He said imagine you are in the alone in the woods at night and you hear only the sound of wind and possibly the soft cry of an animal. I'd start playing and David would say, ´That's it, that's it! Now keep playing for a minute, but get ready for a change because now you see a beautiful girl. She's coming out from behind a tree, she's all alone and troubled, so now go into a beautiful melody that climbs ever so slowly until it reaches a climax. Let it tear your heart out.' Not a single note was ever changed."

Angelo Badalamenti
On the writing of the Laura Palmer Theme


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* but I like to know that there could be a little door that you could go out into a safe life area of happiness. (David Lynch)