Tagged: fernando ribeiro

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Fernando Ribeiro’s “Purgatorial” due for September 15th

Born on August 26th, 1974, in Lisbon, Fernando Ribeiro should not be an unknown name to devotees of his craft as singer and lyricist of Portuguese dramaturgs, Moonspell. Though, beyond his predominant responsibilities on Moonspell, it is to remark that he is also a thriving book writer and novelist plus...

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Message from Fernando

Fernando Ribeiro thanking fans, apologizing for cancelled show at Sylak Open Air and announcing a work on new album. (Video has hidden subtitles) Photos from Benavente by Paulo Mendes.Video edited by Dominik Matus.

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Blog: The Return

Fernando’s blog post: I don’t remember exactly when but once, during some studio recordings, I picked a U2 biography (called One year and a half in the life of U2) and even tough I am not their biggest fan on Earth, it provided me some cool reading time as well...

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Blog: Garden of Hidden

Fernando’s blog post: When we reach Ottawa, Canada’s capitol, for the final run of the tour (tomorrow we wrap it up at Toronto’s Mod Club, which will be already a taste of home, since this club is located near the Portuguese area of the city-Little Portugal-) the Sun is up...

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Blog: Rock is dead

Fernando’s blog post: Touring has become a haven of prohibition and rules and we are all to blame for it, fellow touring musicians and concert goers. With a scary percentage of musicians trying to replicate their domestic/borgeouis lifestyle on tour, things have become almost scary with the advent of the...

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Blog: Now your ships are gone

Fernando’s blog post: The sound of the church bell clocking 7PM is remote, resembling the familiar feeling of many towns in Portugal. I am reassuringly awaken from a quick tour nap, inside my dark bunk. We’re in Gdansk, formerly Danzig, and we’re parked, noblesse oblige, at the port. In the...

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Blog: Natural habitats

Fernando’s blog post: When I go down the stairs of Rock Café Club in central Prague, to reach the backstage area, a familiar feeling invades me. My face is unwashed but I still got to manage a little tourbus hygiene and brush my teeth. Many of my favorite books are...