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Meio Ambiente
'Tem lugar para todo mundo': diretora do Departamento de Clima do Itamaraty defende ideia de 'mutirão' para COP30

Meio Ambiente

Play Episode Listen Later May 28, 2025 7:39


O Brasil realiza a Conferência do Clima da ONU, a COP30, em Belém, em novembro, e os investimentos para adaptação e combate às mudanças climáticas, tanto públicos como privados, estão no centro dos debates. Mas como as empresas privadas podem colaborar? A participação de governos e representantes da sociedade civil (ONGs, associações) nas negociações climáticas é relativamente conhecida. Já o papel do setor privado costuma ser menos noticiado e até levanta questionamentos.  Para a embaixadora Liliam Chagas, diretora do Departamento de Clima do Itamaraty, a crise climática e suas negociações devem envolver todos os setores. Ela participou nesta segunda-feira (26) do Brazil Climate Summit Paris (BCS Paris), organizado pelo Instituto Europeu de Administração, o Insead, com apoio de empresas e organizações de consultoria e gestão. O evento discute como o país pode atrair mais capital sustentável e verde."Essas conversas sobre clima, precisam envolver muito além de governos. Um evento como esse, que traz empresas, CEOs, pessoas que trabalham com sustentabilidade no setor privado, ajuda a ir construindo o conhecimento necessário para que os governos possam saber onde o setor privado precisa de maior regulamentação, ou onde eles precisam de estímulo para investir em um determinado ator da economia", diz Liliam Chagas sobre o BCS Paris. "Isso tudo é uma construção que vai levando a um maior conhecimento para que as decisões possam ser tomadas na direção correta", salienta. Nas últimas COPs, no entanto, a grande presença de investidores e empresas do setor privado geraram críticas da sociedade civil, comparando a conferência com um grande evento para empresários. Liliam Chagas defende que uma COP é uma "reunião de vários elementos", mas o principal continua sendo as negociações multilaterais sobre a Convenção do Clima, do Protocolo de Kyoto e posteriormente do Acordo de Paris."Quem executa as políticas decididas, no entanto, vai muito além dos governos", diz. “Então isso justifica que empresas, mas também universidades, centros de pesquisa, de tecnologia, sejam importantes. Que esse grupo de atores participe desses encontros, porque eles fazem parte da solução", defende.Para a embaixadora brasileira, a palavra de ordem é “mutirão”. “Cada país, cada parte desse jogo, precisa dar sua contribuição. Tem lugar para todo mundo nas COPs”, diz. “A mobilização global contra a mudança do clima que a gente está oferecendo é dentro do conceito de mutirão, que é bem brasileiro, vem de uma língua indígena brasileira, o Tupi e significa que quando você tem uma tarefa muito ampla, muito difícil de fazer, você não pode fazer sozinho. Então é isso que nós estamos chamando, o mutirão global contra a mudança do clima. Além disso, um balanço ético global, onde a gente espera, ao longo do ano, ter discussões em pontos específicos do mundo, trazendo pessoas, não só empresários, mas artistas, filósofos, estudantes, comunidades, sobre uma discussão sobre que futuro nós queremos, que futuro a gente precisa construir para que as próximas gerações continuem usufruindo”, diz.VulnerabilidadesO Brasil tem a ambição de se posicionar como parte da solução para a transição energética, mas o país esbarra em sua própria vulnerabilidade às mudanças climáticas. Elas ficaram claras nas inundações do Rio Grande do Sul, nas secas que assolaram diversas regiões do país, inclusive a amazônica no ano passado.Para Liliam Chagas, contudo, estas vulnerabilidades só mostram que o Brasil está certo em tentar liderar o mundo para construir políticas que tragam soluções de uma forma mais rápida.“A COP30 será uma janela de oportunidades para que novos mecanismos, novas ferramentas de restauro de floresta, de reflorestamento e de soluções financeiras para que isso possa acontecer”, defende a embaixadora, que apresentou o projeto Arco da Restauração. A iniciativa do governo brasileiro visa restaurar 6 milhões de hectares de floresta na região conhecida como “arco do desmatamento”, região críticas de desmatamento da floresta amazônica, que engloba partes dos estados Mato Grosso, Acre, Amazonas, Pará, Maranhão, Rondônia e Tocantins.  O projeto, apresentado na COP28, em Dubai, tem o ambicioso objetivo de reduzir 1 °C nas temperaturas da Terra. O Acordo de Paris cumpre 10 anos em 2025 e o aniversário será marcado pelo aquecimento recorde do planeta. Em 2024, o aumento das temperaturas da Terra ultrapassaram pela primeira vez o +1,5°C, meta fixada pelo acordo.Mutirão A ex-estudante do Insead Luiza Boechat entendeu o conceito de mutirão defendido por Liliam Chagas. Ela é uma das responsáveis por trazer para a França, em 2024, o Brazil Climate Summit (BCS), realizado primeiramente na Universidade de Columbia, em Nova York, desde 2022."Acho que a COP do ano passado teve grandes avanços em NCQG (Novos objetivos coletivos quantificados de financiamento climático) e a desse ano vai ter o Baku to Belém roadmap, para mobilizar U$ 1,3 trilhão (para financiar o enfrentamento das mudanças climáticas). Assim você faz o mundo das finanças funcionar. Você precisa saber: o dinheiro tem que fluir para as coisas acontecerem”, defende Luiza."A Europa é um ambiente mais regulado em clima do que os outros países. Eles têm mercado de carbono há décadas. Eu acho que até por ter uma renda média maior, o consumidor europeu também consegue pagar produtos com green premium (de valor mais elevado, mas com menor pegada de carbono) que eventualmente algumas áreas oferecem. Então, acho que tem uma pressão também da sociedade um pouco maior em clima. Por isso, para mim, fazia muito sentido ter o BCS aqui", afirma."É claro que os investidores, principalmente os europeus, muito mais do que outros investidores, têm essa preocupação com sustentabilidade um pouco maior do que os outros lugares do mundo", diz Vitória Raymundo, aluna do Insead e uma das organizadoras do BCS de Paris este ano.“O objetivo é unir investidores que querem pagar e investir em clima para falar, olha, o Brasil tem soluções e potencial, baixo custo, competitividade para descarbonizar globalmente”, explicam as organizadoras.Cerca de 70% dos participantes do evento são de fora do Brasil e 30% brasileiros. O objetivo, segundo Luiza, é causar um impacto positivo para o país.“E talvez para colocar em contexto de COP, agora a gente tem essa história do mutirão. Acho que o BCS é, no fundo, uma forma de mutirão. Acho que é totalmente o que a gente faz aqui. Já vem fazendo há algum tempo", afirma. “Tentando fomentar coisas que vão ser ações. Então fazer essas conexões para fazer projeto, para fazer investimento, para, de fato, descarbonizar o Brasil e o mundo. Essa é a visão."

ExplicitNovels
Cáel Defeats The Illuminati: Part 15

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2025


A Butterfly wants to kill the World?Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels.Although Love is both fire and shadow, we often forget to take comfort from the coolness of the memories when the burning flames are absentThere were precisely two things, okay, four things, keeping me alive. The fourth thing would come to her later when her 'furious was replaced by her 'curious' ~ as in how I knew her inhuman lingo ~ which would lead to my legacy with Grandpa.The top three reasons -She had poked my chest. It was a challenge, calling for one of my guardians to come out and play. The avatar knew I was the chosen heir of the Goddess Ishara and my goddess had devoted a good deal of time and effort to my survival and continued service in her cause. If Ishara made an 'appearance', it would be enough reason to not eviscerate me for my foul treatment of her august personage.Nope. It seemed Ishara was busy at the moment.Still, she most likely knew SzelAnya had shown a keen interest in me in Romania, though I'd never told Selena, or any other member of the 9 Clans, the Dragon's Daughter had killed Ajax for me. Figuring out SzelAnya, a storm deity, had helped me and Aya escape from our kidnapping in the midst of a cyclone in the Pacific Ocean wasn't much of a reach.But no bolt of lightning coalesced from my chest to singe her finger. No clap of thunder. Not even a cloud with a hint of disfavor appeared above us.Her obsidian fingernail began penetrating my shirt, touched my skin, then drew my blood, and something 'twitched'.That would be Contestant Goddess #3. She wasn't actually hanging around me. She didn't have to. She'd left me a memento of our last shindig before we parted ways. That was the nightmare-inducing episode where she, the chthonic goddess Sarrat Irkalli, had compressed one man's body into a dagger and then proceeded to suck another's soul into it to use as a power source for an Airbus 350 (a commercial airliner, if you didn't know).I still had that snaggletooth-looking thing at my back. Well who the Hell was I going to leave it with? Honestly, the only people I felt could keep it safe I loved too much to curse with it. Anyway, the second her divine claw touched my blood, the long dormant weapon whispered to me in a somewhat bored, lofty feminine voice from beyond the grave,Do you want me to discorporate this pathetic has-been for you?Quick check. Only the avatar and I, and her priestess-savant heard that. Of course, in downtown, New York City, noon Sunday, how weird would such a declaration be? The avatar's eyebrow arched. Her big bat-ears (still looking human to the normal viewing public) flicked this way and that, figuring out precisely where the threat originated from. Slowly, her once poking hand began to slide across my chest, along my ribs and around my back.She touched the dagger. Nothing.Gingerly, she drew it forth. I'd had a makeshift sheath made. As the blade made its journey around me, she took a half-step back to better observe it."Please don't kill him!" Theddy squealed. "We haven't had sex yet!"Being 'who' and 'what' she was, the avatar did what came natural. Fortunately for Theddy, I'd become accustomed to working with psychopaths.She stabbed the dagger at Theddy. I clamped my hand down on her wrist. The claws of her left hand came down on my constraining wrist. My free hand came down on that hand, trying to pry it free. It was a hopeless struggle, except.Yes, my old friend 'except'. Except the avatar was holding the dagger. As powerful as Ītzpāpālōtl was, she wasn't pushing against me. She was pushing against Sarrat Irkalli.Ītzpāpālōtl was a living, breathing terror machine who killed and received sacrifices on a regular basis.Sarrat Irkalli hadn't been actively worshipped in 3,000 years.Uneven contest? Oh yeah.See, Ītzpāpālōtl had spent the past 500 years continuously fighting against the Weave to keep her fingers on this side of reality.Meanwhile, for the most part, Sarrat Irkalli had sat upon her throne in the Sumerian Underworld with hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of souls toiling under her watchful gaze for eternity. Sure, her version of Hell wasn't getting any fresh deposits, but she knew how to milk the system well.Even the bad karma for the dagger's creation wasn't hers. She'd stolen it from the foolish Gong Tau sorcerers who had meant to enslave my soul, aka one-third of the Baraqu-Alal-Cáel deal she'd worked out millennia ago. It was the Weave giving her a 'freebie' for playing by the rules, if you considered the Weave sentient.And now Ītzpāpālōtl was touching it. Whoops. It wasn't as if Ītzpāpālōtl was stupid. It isn't like there are tons of magic weapons running around, much less soul-munchers like the one I had. Rationally, who would give a novice like me, a weapon like this? I say again, 'whoops'.Once I'd figured this out, I couldn't stop being me."Theddy, do you like girls?""What?" she squeaked. Here was this psycho trying to drive a Smilodon incisor into her bosom and I was giving her a sex quiz.Ītzpāpālōtl was really starting to struggle now."I, ah, are you okay?" she continued."Oh, I'm dandy. I'm serious. You think this chick is hot? I mean, would you do her in a three-way?" I proposed casually."Timothy?" Sovann."Bro?" Timothy to me."It's all good. Sovann, you want to know what my life is like? This lady who came to discuss business with me today is an immortal mass murderer. You give the word, I'll let go and this knife is going to cut her up like a Ginsu blade on market day because just cutting her heart out isn't going to be enough. Worse. Eventually she'll get back up.""Timothy?" Sovann repeated, this time with more concern. He thought I was nuts. I released my left hand. The blade flipped up, twisting in the avatar's grasp. That was the point her minions figured out something was wrong."El Amado?" the priestess-savant called out softly. The three goons began reaching for 'things'."Call them off, or I open my other hand," I cautioned the avatar. She spared me a swift, hostile look. My fingers tingled."Esten quietos!" she snapped. They stopped."Cáel, bad day, or not. This isn't you. Stop it. The girl's in danger," Timothy spoke up. He didn't mean Theddy. He meant the avatar."I'm being a real asshole, aren't I?" I sighed."Pretty much. You never let the bitches get to you before. Girl pops an attitude, you smile and move on. Life is too short," he reminded me. Too true."I'm going to put my hand over the blade," I told Ītzpāpālōtl. "When I do, you can let go."She didn't say anything for several seconds, even after my left hand covered the semi-serrated edge."Why should I trust you?" she sizzled."Because 'me' letting anything bad happen to you would make me a total, judgmental jerk. I don't know you. Whatever you did before you showed up today shouldn't matter to me. I acted stupidly. I should have stopped you. I didn't. I didn't even warn you and I could have. I was angry, and not even at you. Just angry and I apologize. Now, let go.""Why?""Hi. I'm Cáel Nyilas. Can I have my knife back? Please?"Blink. She released it. For a millisecond, it wanted to do something else because bitches are bitches. It didn't, so my palm wasn't sliced open. My right hand took the hilt. I carefully put the blade away."Yes," Theddy gulped."Huh?" Sovann shook his head at the sudden evaporation of the life and death tension. Welcome to my life. Theddy meant 'yes' to the 'girl-girl-guy' thing I had proposed earlier. It pays to keep things prioritized."What is this movie you were talking about?" Ītzpāpālōtl asked. Had she forgiven me for anything which had transpired? Bwahahaha, no way. She was taking the initiative and going with Option 1 from my earlier insane diatribe."Wait!" Sovann nearly shouted. "You nearly, I don't know, threatened Cáel's life and tried to stab Theddy and now you think you can go with us to a movie?""I told you," Timothy put an arm around his shoulder, "life with Cáel is rarely dull.""I thought you meant he was fun to party with, or something like that," Sovann looked up at his lover. "I thought his uncle showing up, and trying to kill him and then being blown the fuck away by those women and federal agents, and that other girl who pointed a gun at us, is this the new normal?""I love you, Sovann," Timothy grew compassionate. "Cáel is my best friend. He'd never deliberately hurt either of us and normal friends are something he has in short supply. Today being a great case in point."Ten seconds passed."The title is 'As Above, So Below'," Sovann addressed the avatar, "and what do we call you?"Since 'if you are not a worshiper and addressing me, I normally am about to kill you' would sound really cool in Olmec-ic, but I might be asked to translate,"How about we go with 'Obsidian', please?" I pleaded with her.She knew I was currying favor now ~ and behaving like a weather vane caught in the wall of a tornado ~ she gave a gracious bow of her head."Obsidian will do for now. Is the Legend of the dagger 'business'?" Translation: it had better not be."No," I smiled. "It's pillow talk." Rancor, 'how presumptuous', followed by 'but that dagger ups the count to three Goddess interested in him', and next to recalling all the trivial babble about me being a sexual dynamo (I prayed my PR was that good) having some relevance. Her chimera emotions allowed me to get a few more crucial words out, because even women who aren't sleeping with me are jealous."Esta mujer fue la primera en ofrecer bienes funerarios tras la muerte dee mi padre," I reinserted Theddy back into my close company. For some reason, Obsidian considered me unreliable thus had to verify what I'd just said."Did you make funerary offering upon his father's passing?" she asked Theddy. Let's think about this. The wacko chick questioning Theddy had tried to stab a huge freaking blade into her not a minute ago. Fleeing in terror while screaming for the cops? Nope."Yes. I baked him some walnut and caramel chip cookies," she nodded. "It is a family recipe." Sovann looked over the three of us, then back to Timothy."I told you 'that's impressive cocking like I've never seen before'," he explained."She may remain," Obsidian 'permitted'. Theddy wrapped up my right arm with her left and gave it a squeeze. She wanted attention/explanation."Obsidian is a Master Vampire, Theddy," I leaned in and whispered. "Before she was turned, she was captured in a raid by the fey, mentally, spiritually and physically raped and made into their sex-slave. Part of her spirit never healed properly. While this imperfection allows her to walk around in daylight, her heart can never hold on to any emotion for long, so she is forced to forever seek passion, no matter how dangerous, from the world around her."Revealing secrets? Ha. I had noticed Theddy had every work done by Laurel K. Hamilton in her place, including the comic book series."You are not supposed to know, so act like I didn't tell you anything, okay?"'Okay,' she mouthed back at me. I could see it in her eyes. My chaotic life suddenly 'made sense' to her because a best-selling fiction author said so.Obsidian thought the movie was; hilarious. She couldn't stop snickering, giggling and poking at me as horrible shit happened to the various actors. She thought the plot was 'insightful' and wouldn't stop whispering to me throughout the entire thing. During the closing credits, I told her I'd get her the DVD for Christmas ~ she knew the concept behind digital technology, but didn't own any ~ she kissed me.The first kiss was fierce and joyous with the added benefit of her tongue doing things no normal tongue could do, it stretched. Not sure how I felt about that. The second kiss was more sultry, longer and came with some accompanying body action which, I'm no virgin. Not even close. She was on my left side, so when she twisted in her seat, her left leg insinuated itself between mine. Her left hand cupped my jaw and held my head in place as her lips played along mine.A dance of the scorpion perhaps? Tender at first, then suddenly stabbing, dominant and brutal. My lips and tongue battled back, using my superior Kiss-fu to nullify her natural strength and agility. She liked it. By her moaning, she liked it a lot. As the kiss progressed, more and more of her flowed from her seat into my seat, body facing me. Her body rose over mine, forcing my neck back to maintain contact."So, Dot Ishara is hovering around somewhere close, isn't she?" I murmured as our lips separated barely a centimeter apart. One chick kissing you to make another one jealous. It's happened to me plenty of times. Obsidian didn't give a damn about Theddy, or any other mortal woman in close proximity so,"Yes," she purred. "Do you mate with her?""A man does not brag of such things, but no, unless heavy petting counts?""What will she do to you when I steal your seed?"'When'? Why was I not surprised? Why was I not surprised another concussion was in my immediate future either? Was it possible I was, learning?"Chastise me for not fighting harder," I breathed across her lips, "and, in case you forgot, I'm on a date with the girl beside me.""Who I care nothing for," she sent a cruelly playful look Theddy's way. Wisely, the girl shivered."Who I am indebted to and how I honor my debts might matter to you," I hazarded. My words hurt Theddy's feelings. That was on purpose. Obsidian took pleasure in me hurting Theddy because she was basically a vicious monster."Yes?" I pressed her gently."Yes," Obsidian allowed, easing up slightly both romantically and physically."And Theddy, if you believe I'm with you solely because of some sense of obligation, you clearly haven't been listening to your recordings," I shot the human girl a wink."Oh.""Am I, or am I not, a sex-obsessed little monkey?" I teased her. Theddy giggled. I paid for my diversion with four obsidian claws to my ribs outside of Theddy's view. After all, it wasn't like Theddy could possibly compete with her for my attention. Considering Obsidian's legendary ability to rip open her opponent's ribcages and feast upon their hearts, I slipped my left hand, the one next to her between her legs and stroked her cotton-slacks covered cunt.Theddy hugged my right arm and put her head against my shoulder. Not to be outdone," Qu  un centenar dee hombres se quemaron vivos como el sonido?" Obsidian inquired with sexually sadistic hunger. Ah, memories of burning 7P Commandos.Whoops. Theddy knew Spanish."No lo s . Ten an respiradores en," I replied casually. "Si lo desea, puedo describir lo que se siente al tirar de una flecha de guerra lanzar mi propio muslo.""Eep," slipped out of Theddy's lips."Why did you do that?" Obsidian looked over us both."Well, I was showing a little girl I believed in her,""And she shot you?" Theddy gulped."No. She hit the target I was standing next to. A co-worker mistook me for a cardboard cutout of a Jehovah's Witness and let fly. Seems she had issues with organized religion as well as a reaction to the oscillation effect of florescent lighting and ceiling fans.""But why did you pull the arrow out?" Theddy asked. "Couldn't you wait until you got to the hospital?""Mosquito," Obsidian menaced, insinuating Theddy was a pest."I wasn't thinking rationally at the moment, I work in an asylum, I had a hot date in a few hours, any of those three will do," I smiled at Theddy."Copil such as Cáel don't bother with petty human conventions," Obsidian turned my gaze back her way with her hand on my jaw. 'Copil's were 'god-touched' in her lingo."More than one girl?" Theddy mused."Four.""Okay," she sighed happily."Theddy, three under-age girls and the police office he was dating acting as their chaperone," Timothy intervened. "He hurried home so he could keep a promise to the children, not for sex." Bastard. He really was my best friend. He didn't mention my post-injury, pre-festivity sex with Odette giving me a few extra, urgently needed Brownie Points to suggest I might be a decent human being."You are a wonderful guy," Theddy ran a fingernail over my free hand. Clearly I was 'wonderful' enough to risk Obsidian's anger over. The screen went blank as the last credits scrolled away and the room was plunged into darkness. Five seconds later, the lights snapped on.Pain!"Fuck," I hissed. It wasn't any extra physical trauma causing me discomfort. No, a metaphysical dam had burst within and my stream of conscious thought had been turned into a white-water rapids. The competing cyclones of thoughts in my mind had stopped cooperating and my hypothalamus was letting me know I was in danger."Cáel", "Cáel", "Bro", and "Ishara" all came in rapid succession. I needed some space both tangible and social."I need to step outside," I eased Obsidian off me and stood up. My sense of my personal danger was ratcheting up. While I had been studying Obsidian, so I could screw her, I had discovered more and more Alal-badness.The light display had ignited a series of pressing implanted memories which had been clamoring for my attention. Things like not all 'divinities' were stewards of the Weave. Some even wanted its destruction, preferring risking all on a chaotic restructuring of reality over what existed now ~ things like Obsidian. They weren't attempting to do so because they thought they had no chance.But there was. A real serious chance to unravel reality existed; and it was staring her in the face. It wasn't 'me' as in 'I was the Anti-Christ'. But with the torrent of memories pouring forth, I knew where the peril lay and I was completely responsible for it. Hell, I was a prime ally of Armageddon and hadn't even known it.'Holy Shit!'I blinked. Timothy was shaking me. We were out in the lobby."Oh my God, Timothy," I nearly wept. "What am I going to do?""I have no idea what you are talking about. Is there someone you can talk to about this?" he suggested. Normal folks were around us. Obsidian was at my side. Sovann was behind Timothy with an arm around Theddy's shoulder."Theddy," I looked at her. "Can I catch up with you later? I just realized I've screwed up something fierce." I put my best 'really don't want to go but I gotta' face on. Her worried look brightened, she slipped around Timothy and gave me a tingling French kiss."I'll hold you to that, Cáel," she murmured when we parted."Timothy, go home, I got shit to deal with," I hoped my grin didn't become as feeble as I felt it to be."I," he started to say something. "Time not to ask questions?""Yeah.""Okay.""Wait." I pulled us to the side and went on to my toes, leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Tell Pamela 'he' sent Ajax to kill the Professor, his family and the sisters. They were the targets all along. It wasn't me, or the other women. Just in case,""Okay," Timothy patted my arm. It was cryptic. It was the best I could do. See, I wanted to cry so badly.{2:09 pm Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day}Where to begin:Every mythology across the globe has some creature, or creatures, which threatens Existence. Usually a God, or a Hero-God, slays the creature and everything is right with the world, except such a being, being older than Existence itself, can't really die, so they are carved up, buried ~ what have you.Illuyankamunus was one such manifestation of this underlying cancerous desire to destroy reality. He'd had a far more real child, SzelAnya, and she's never quite given up on her dad. Of far greater critical importance, she was 'part' of Illuyankamunus, somewhat in the way I was part of Alal and Baraqu. And yes, that meant all the offspring of Bolu, the guy I'd praised a few hours earlier, held the seeds of that malignant deity as well.And Alal knew it. He hadn't been killing off the descendants. He'd left that task up to a group far more capable of the task, the Egyptian Rite, who knew a fucking threat to existence when they saw it. Lest I forget, No secret society are the 'good guys'. Also lest I forget, I alone decided to go after the Arinniti sons to fulfill Vranus' quest. I had no divine mandate I was aware of nor any real world orders.Inadvertently, I had rounded up the last five mortal remains of Illuyankamunus in one place for convenient disposal in a remote Transylvanian town. The only problem was: if someone didn't get to them quickly, I was also about to whisk them into the loving (and heavy-armed) protective embrace of the Amazon Host, where the completion of centuries of culling would have suddenly become a cast-iron bitch instead of a simple disposal.Enter Ajax. Yeah, I bet the Egyptians were trying to figure out how I stopped him as well as Alal. I thought I was being clever by not telling most of the world. In fact, they most likely suspected; and the reality of SzelAnya watching over me was much more terrifying. Ishara had put a serious curse on the Amazons, yet her curse only affected her followers, the Amazons, who were fair game.SzelAnya had killed someone for me, and I hadn't been one of her followers. Thus I had committed a blasphemous act only a magician of some significant ability could have managed. I wasn't a sorcerer, but I had a cornucopia of mystic knowledge rolling around in my noggin. Trying to figure all this out was one of my major headaches.The others?I even suspected I knew who betrayed me ~ kinda. They didn't do it on purpose. At least I hope they didn't, because my odds-on favorite was my Mother by way of Captain Delilah Faircloth. Realistically, there was only one secret society who might help her against Grandpa and that was the Egyptian Rite, and they did send three people to Dad's funeral including two 'somebodies'. I'm an idiot.I'd chatted away in fluent New Kingdom Egyptian and it never occurred to me how odd it was for two of them to also be so fluent in it. Know it, sure, but as fluent as Kimberly had taught me to be? That should have been a Red Flag.The Earth & Sky had sent Iskender, who should have been the benchmark I judged the other delegations by, damn it.Three Condos? They'd killed my Dad and their guys had been flunkies.The 7 Pillars had been nobodies, which they'd proven by their inaction.Now I had to question why I had 3 actual  9-Clans  assassins at my dad's funeral too. Holy Ishara, I wasn't nearly paranoid enough.Anyway, why would the Amazons be aiding and abetting the End of All Life on Earth? Normally, they wouldn't be, but 3000 years ago, the majority of Human life did a colossal dump on the Amazons. And when they needed help, they got it in the form of SzelAnya and her dual-sex followers. I seriously doubt they told the Amazons their purpose was to resurrect SzelAnya's daddy. I imagine the Amazons didn't pry too much either.It turned out almost to be okay. During the 2nd Betrayal, the Amazons betrayed SzelAnya and almost short-circuited her plans by exterminating her lineage.Except for the Arinniti elders and Bolu. Good old 'except'.I can imagine when the Egyptians heard about the 2nd Betrayal, they figured they were 'okay'. Those wacky Amazons had inadvertently done the world a favor. Except an act of maternal love kept a slender hope of Illuyankamunus' return alive. By the time the Egyptians realized they'd been prematurely hopeful, Bolu's descendants were all over the Balkans and hunting them down had proven difficult.But, it gets worse. Much worse.When those Gods shattered Illuyankamunus, they scattered him in the relative certainty no one would ever gather the parts back together.His flesh was scattered across the land, modern day Turkey, but encompassing everything from Pakistan to Italy and Egypt to Poland. The flesh became soil, then plants, the things that eat plants, then food for humans. Get the picture.Whoops. SzelAnya had been doing just that for centuries upon centuries every time she mated with a mortal of Illuyankamunus' line and had offspring, they accumulated his energy, which made hunting down the few remaining ones easier to find, since they were 'beacons of badness', except...There were two key pieces missing which SzelAnya could never get. After all, you would think burying them on the far side of the world would matter, right?The 'breath of Illuyankamunus' ~ his cosmic fire ~ they buried in a volcano in a distant land far across the Great Sea. His spirit 'body' they imprisoned in a great river, again, across the Great Sea.But wait, it gets worse.The being standing next to me knew precisely where the 'breath of Illuyankamunus' was. Seems Mesoamerica is laced with volcanos. They'd discovered 'the breath' long ago and used it as a weapon called Xiuhcoatl. Better yet, Alal suspected she and her buddies were more than happy to reunite it with the rest if they thought the Weave itself wouldn't annihilate them for daring to do so.In their current, weakened state they were vulnerable to such a karmic backlash. In theory, a reborn Illuyankamunus would have access to power beyond the bounds of the Weave, older and more terrifying. Still, without the mortal remains to anchor the energy, giving it to the spirit would be pointless.Alal knew where the spirit body was (in general), but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was where it was,Of all the places the Arinniti sons could have fled to, they had to choose Brazil, the burial place of the restive spirit body of Illuyankamunus. Mother-fucker.And Ildiko 'Alkonyka' aka Dusk Lovasz had sworn she'd travel to Brazil to fulfill Bolu's side of the quest in the same way I was holding up Vranus' end. If I tried to stop her, SzelAnya would know something was up. Fuck.I was processing all of this when Obsidian violently yanked me out of the way. A cabby had swerved to avoid a flurry of trash and nearly run over us. It was the third near-concussive experience in the past five minutes she'd help me avoid while she had walked by my side. I'd been mumbling like a madman."That would be my Goddess wanting to talk with me," I looked her way."I know," she gave me a clever smile."She's really not going to like that," I shook my head."I know that too," she kept smiling. "Where is your mind?""Five lives away from making the world a safer place," I sighed."Safer for who?" she purred. Where were all the bimbos? Not only was it an insightful question, it cut straight to the heart of my dilemma.What decision could I make? If I elected to help my fellow Amazons, I risked screwing with the world. In truth, I was risking everything even if I did nothing. Well Dad was always clear that things didn't change by themselves. You needed to do something that would have an effect. So, 'What are you going to do?'More to the point, I wasn't Grandad. Killing the last five of the line of Illuyankamunus wasn't 'me', so it wasn't going to be something I'd worry about.SzelAnya wanted to bring back her Dad, I could understand that. I'd have to figure out a way for her to believe this world sticking around was more important. How? Well, I had a goddess-like creature right in front of me to probe for ideas."You are an immortal," Obsidian commented. She'd been weighing her opinion for some time. I could tell by the wonderment with which she gifted each word."What? No. I can die.""No. I don't think so. Your wounds. Normally the wounds I inflict flow freely for some time. Yours have already scabbed over," her eyes flickered to the various minor scars she'd imparted to me in the few hours we'd been together.Of course, her idea was insane, Oh God No! I was in Grandad's body. Well Duh! His body was supposed to be immortal."Are you sure?" I looked deep into her eyes."You are a young immortal, the youngest I've ever met, but you are an immortal," she seemed to be convincing herself as much as me.Stupid Assumption (on my part)! I wasn't in Alal's body. I was in Cáel's. Because the Cáel soul shard was young, Alal hadn't been able to find it because it had moved through Time, to me, sonofabitch! 'I' hadn't been around for him to find. No! I was making yet another damn assumption.What did I know? When Pamela found Baraqu, it had been in an object, not a person, though she had been short on details. When the Alal-shard went to the Land of the Endless Black Sands to bring Saku back, the Cáel-shard had been in reality, so it had been allowed to create a body, 'me'. Still, the curse Sarrat Irkalli placed on Baraqu was on Alal and myself as well, which meant I might just be immortal.My Alal-mind agreed with Obsidian's assessment. In his first years, his healing had been slow, still taking days for what took mortal people weeks. I'd stupidly attributed my swift recovery to Amazon medicines, ugh. Because I got wounded more than most Security Detail trainees while concurrently entertaining two and three sex partners."Can you talk with Dot Ishara?" I asked her."Yes, but why would I?""Sex?""We are going to have sex anyway," she smiled. I'd tricked her. Set her up with the right so I could now drop her with the left."I can bring the mbo  tat  back to life," I pledged. That was not what she was expecting at all. "If you bring the Xiuhcoatl, I can bring the flesh and we can unite the three." Mbo  tat  was the Tupi name for the legendary 'fiery serpent' of the Amazon Basin. In Portuguese, it had become Boi-tat , a will-o-wisp with a confused, Christianized mythology ~ a serpent dwelling in darkness, devouring the eyes of corpses, glowing in the forests at night."Where is the flesh?" she whispered."In his mortal children," I replied."Who?""You are a monster, Ītzpāpālōtl. I'm not going to tell you and you don't have the time to drag the information out of my mind before my allies drop on you like a nuclear detonation," I drew my body tightly to her."Why would the Amazons do this?""They are not. This is a deal between you and me," I kissed her lips. I pulled back. A few seconds later she kissed me back."Why?""My grandfather had my father murdered and I would avenge him. In the end, despite my father's Amazon heritage, my 'Sisters' will let his death go unavenged for the greater good of the Host. He was a man and they will never look beyond that ~ they will never value his life as they would that of a woman.""Your mother's father?""Yes. Cáel O'Shea of the Illuminati.""We are not at war with the Illuminati," she murmured. It was a casual observation, not a protest."You are at war with Cáel O'Shea.""He was slain.""He didn't stay dead.""You know much more than you are saying," she was finally catching on."Absolutely.""I need much more than a few names to convince my kin to help," she purred, a cocktail of sexual immersion and flesh-flaying pain."I don't work for you. You are agreeing to work for me," I was hard as iron in more than one way. Why? Boundaries. She lived in a world where only the fundamentals of reality constrained her. Having a human, no matter how polished my pedigree, or how much I might appear to be 'special', tell her 'you are not the boss' in a reasonable fashion was new and very unwelcome."What would make you think that?""My mentor taught me knowledge is a curse. It is our inability to forget, and I can see into your soul, Ītzpāpālōtl. You care not one wit for the life of an assassin. But the thought of the other 'Factors' of the 9 Clans treating you as an equal galls you almost as much as the crushing reality that you need them."You have lived 500 years in chains and I'm offering you a desperate grab at freedom," I added."Your brief glimpse of immortality gives you no insight into my existence," she bristled."Oh, how many have given up? How many have decided the fight was no longer worth it and faded from the Sunlight to make their final trip into the Underworld, never to return? Do you even visit them?" I spoke with a voice tinged with compassion and loss. I pulled upon the pitiless, blank memories of a childless Alal all those centuries and imprinted on them my own fears of fatherhood and failure."How do you know so much?" she let her fa ade crack, then blow away, in the hollowness of her own sorrow. How could I pity such a monster? I could because I was me and I wouldn't surrender that to the barbaric past and most likely horrific future. I pulled her close, resting my chin on the top of her head."You are not the first, wonderful, very bright woman who has stepped into my life, Obsidian," I whispered. "You are not even the first divinity. For all the millions of differences enforced by power and time, I think love, hate and the conflict between the two wear upon us all. If anything, you face an endless parade of hope and misery. Even if you chose to ignore it, you have seen it and perhaps it leaves its marks ~ water scarring the rocks of a riverbed."We paused. I was able to peripherally scan about and realize we'd made it to Central Park ~ the Ramble and off the beaten path."Your Goddess is a fool for not keeping you closer," she murmured."She does keep me close. You have been actively keeping me from her," I reminded my guest. "She also plays by the rules, so is of limited help in my plans for vengeance."Translation: I could enlist Ītzpāpālōtl's aid while still remaining loyal to my matron Goddess. Ishara could not provide what I needed and my Amazons wouldn't agree with my scheme, so I needed her. Three hours ago, she wouldn't have considered me a worthy supplicant, much less an allied equal, yet here she was conspiring with me to shake the foundations of Creation.Personally, I was thanking Mamitu, Destiny. Had I not been having my worst Sunday ever when we first crossed paths and then acted like a total cockhead, pissed her off and led her to holding Sarrat Irkalli's dagger, thus putting her life in my hands, and not had Timothy as a best friend, I wouldn't have taken her to the movie, and my mind wouldn't have wandered down those dark corridors of Alal's memories to piece things together.Whatever itinerary Obsidian had approached me with, my abrasive behavior had forced her to it cast aside. Dagger, movie, revelations, I was now so much more in her eyes than she had envisioned."Share my need and share with me an ounce of your sorrow," I murmured to her as I gently curled my fingers in her hair and directed her head up until she faced me."The dagger," she rumbled. While she was stroking my hard-on, I knew she was using it as a double meaning."I was pinned to an onyx sacrificial table," I began my tale. We worked off pants to mid-thigh then 'got busy'. Penetration was only going to be possible by turning her around. Ground-breaking was her ready acceptance of my instruction. I leaned against a tree, then pulled her onto my lap. She guided my phallus home.One locomotion and I sunk in deep. It was warm molasses until I hit and pressed against her cervix. For a second Obsidian trembled, then her muscles clamped down tightly, gripping my manhood firmly in a vise, keeping me still."Ah," I groaned. Obsidian had her neck twisted, so we were kissing with eye contact as I described my adventures with the Gong tau sorcerers. She shot me a quick twinkle of delight, a connection. She'd relayed physical pleasure in the way I was giving her cerebral gratification, aka hope.I rolled up her shirt, and gave both nipples a brutal tweak in response. She gasped. I was applying a little 'rough' with my tender intercourse. She rolled her tush against my groin, an invitation to double-down on my nipple-play. I kept my left hand working over each tit while working my fingernails down her abdomen. As I described the terror in old Tsu's face as he shouted out 'M iyǒu! (Mandarin for 'No!') as he recognized too late the curse he was invoking. She relished the visual of the Han necromancer's terror.'Me' smacking two fingers down on her clit earned me a squeal and a small gush of fluids on my nut-sack. Her look of astonishment was something I'd always cherish. Before me, sex was something she demanded from her followers/victims and definitely orchestrated. Her partners being fearful/worshipful must have limited their initiative."A-a-a-ah, we are being observed," she groaned, her lips less than an inch from mine. It took me a second."Which direction?" I kept pumping her, strumming her clit and treating her tit like taffy on a hot Coney Island summer afternoon. Her hooded eyes flickered to our right. I gave it ten seconds. I had to get Obsidian refocused on what I was going to do to her next, in case this was innocent voyeurism. Nope. It was Chaz.Why Chaz? See, I'm an idiot. My cryptic warning to Timothy for Pamela had been good for all of one minute. He'd called her and she'd gathered what she could and come looking for me.Why was she concerned? I was babbling to Timothy then wandering off with a 'beyond-freaky' chick I had just met named 'Obsidian' who came my way courtesy of another chick with the name of Estere.Let me see, Estere was Hashashin and for Timothy to describe someone in my life as 'beyond freaky' was bad news. Timothy was seriously worried about me and Timothy was an emotional rock ~ he didn't panic. Lest we forget, I was in a federal taskforce. A quick peek into New York traffic cameras revealed me and Obsidian wandering into Central Park from the south, so in the rescue party went, splitting up and Chaz 'lucked-out'.I still had two, no, three problems. I was really enjoying my sexual excursion with Obsidian and she was seeming to truly enjoy her experience with me. Oh, and Central Park is big, Pamela had been pressed for people, so she had pressed some unlikely participants into my rescue party."He's," smooch, "my brother, by adoption," I headed off the whole idea she'd been briefed on me already."Visual, Peacekeeper Six, OS2, L-11," Chaz muttered into his headset before taking up a casual stance on the path overlooking our trysting spot. Sex with an audience didn't bother her, so, we worked out as much action from twist, turns and two inches of in-and-out motions (she liked to keep our bodies tight) as we could. Obsidian was humming along in no time. Her vaginal walls were undulating, wearing away at my self-control.Panting, not from us,"Is he o, are they, who is she?" huffed and puffed a trio of voices from Chaz's locale. Oh. Pamela had recruited my 'Hounds'.I accidently (from a timing perspective) took that moment to grind my nails into her left nipple, pinched her clit and hammered her as hard as I could. Obsidian howled. Her vocalization exited the human realm in a cataclysmic manner.The noise scared avians a mile away into terrorized flight. Cats hissed, then raced for cover. Dogs tucked tail and ran. Streetlights a hundred yards away shattered in sprays of glass. Better yet, for the entertainment of my viewing public, she lashed out with her right hand at the closest Black Cherry sapling, exploding it into a mist of sap and pulverizing the bark and wood fiber into pulp.On the downside, her cervix gave my balls an ultimatum ~ release my seed at once, or she was going to twist off my head. My cock and balls have a long history of making decisions without me. I began lavishing her. Before I finally got the feeling I was out of the danger zone. She was back to rubbing against me and purring in blissful satisfaction."Onun g zleri," whispered Belgin, one of the Turks. 'Her eyes'?"Cáel, are you aware of the alternative nature of your liaison?" Chaz coolly cautioned me. Translation: 'mate, do you know you have your cock in a demon?'"Yeah," I coughed. I had a face full of her hair. I was working on some post-coital nuzzling along with slowly helping her get her pants back up."Ininzqueoccehpa," she hummed to me, ignoring our gathering. That was 'let's do this again'."Tehuatlcochitlehua," I replied with some fondness. She studied me for a second before deciding my term was one of endearment, thus 'you are what dreams are made of', not 'nightmares'.Obsidian had another issue to deal with. Timothy would call it a righteous cocking. Whatever it was, her hold on her human mein had slipped and her inhumanity was slipping through, mainly in her glass-like, black, multi-facetted eyes and her fingers which now ended in molten obsidian talons. On the subconscious level, her predatory nature was setting everyone close-by on edge. I could also make out the high pitched, ultrasonic pipping of her chiropteran cries ~ purpose unknown.Obsidian made her way off farther into the underbrush leaving me a few precious seconds to appreciate her retreating posterior while holstering my equipment. More people were arriving. I had one more thing to take care of before, oh look, Nikita had brought her Mom along, the NYPD Sergeant."Chaz, I need to have a quick chat with Dot before I can explain things. She's been waiting and that's unwise," I looked to the Brit. He nodded."Cáel? Mr. Nyilas? Prince?" all came my way. I relaxed as best I could. Chaz went to a body blow to stagger me, then an epic upper cut to send me to Lullaby Land.Dot & the DragonessDot and SzelAnya, in dragon form, were waiting as I tumbled forward. By the state of my haziness, I knew my unconsciousness wouldn't last long."You gave her your seed," came the accusation."Yes," I staggered, "and now you should be able to track her," I pointed out the bonus part of the arrangement. No comment."I've got to make this quick, SzelAnya, I've found your father, geographically speaking," I dropped the bomb."Don't," Dot Ishara commanded. After all, she and her divine cohorts had done the killing and corpse-dividing eons ago. Undoubtedly, they'd executed their own oaths to one another to 'never reveal what they had done' as well."Too late," I shook my head. SzelAnya's attention was magnetized. "I owe you and I'm paying my debts. I'm not blind to the dangers, believe me.""You have no idea what power you are invoking," Dot's undercurrent of displeasure was the worst I'd experienced."Wrong. I've got thousands of years of Alal boiling around in my head, Plus the rest of you betrayed her 2600 years ago. It doesn't mean I have to. And now, given the chance, I'm not. Even if you kill me, she's got enough toBack in the Ramble"Really expect me to believe," Nikita's mom was growling."Man down," I waved a weak arm skyward."Mr. Nyilas, what is going on here?" the Sergeant addressed me. I was reclining in a circle of my 'Hounds'; most were kneeling. Chaz was in a tiny bit of trouble for having clocked me."Umm, thanks for coming out and looking for me. I assure you, Mr. Tomorrow did what he did as a matter of his professional duties ~ intelligence gathering." As I struggled to stand, my ladies helped me. I saw Pamela with three Hounds coming up fast from one direction and Virginia with three more coming from the other. The gang was all here.The mutterings in non-English tongues suggested a bit of explaining was already going on."You've been bleeding," Nikita pointed out with an unspoken 'again'."This?" I pulled my shirt out and looked at the first bloodstain of my encounter. "This is the just the start of the bad news." I shed my windbreaker and then t-shirt.The professionals shouldered aside the others to take a closer look."All of these are from noon and less than an hour ago," I identified the damage. Sarge was skeptical. Chaz, Nikita and Virginia less so."They look older," the senior lawman noted."I've been curious about that," Chaz frowned."I've inherited my Grandfather's curse. My soul fragment was in the 'Here and Now' twenty-three years ago while his was, 'over there', so I was allowed to come into creation. According to my recently departed guest,""You are immortal," Virginia mumbled to finish the thought. Had the speaker not been a member of the FBI, who knows how the thought would have been received."From the memories I've been gifted with," I tapped the tiny divot on my forehead, "his healing abilities started out rather slowly too. I certainly don't want to test this theory, so no worries there," I scanned the group."How do you explain seeing your Grandfather in Hungary and again in Rome?" Virginia wondered."Again, that woman who just left," I got out."Was no woman," Nuray, another one of my Turkish Hounds interrupted. "Her eyes..." she tried to explain, "and look what she did to that tree," she pointed to the greatest piece of evidence of supernatural wrongdoing. The other two witnesses nodded."We all saw the same thing. Her eyes were, bottomless, definitely not human," Belgin affirmed. The veteran players looked to Chaz."She had a collapsed nose-bridge, lacked a blink response, her dental work was carnivorous and her tongue was extremely clipped and showed prehensile qualities," he reported calmly. Pause. Chaz was a freaking intelligence operative, after all."If her hands were a type of glove weaponry, I've never seen it s like before. While I know it is possible for a human to exert the force-pounds necessary to snap a two inch diameter tree trunk in one blow, it is a rare skill and requires intense discipline. This appeared to be done spontaneously, without preparation of any kind and as a reaction to other stimuli," he added."It was also your assessment he needed to be knocked unconscious?" Nikita's mom countered."Mr. Nyilas' psychological constructs are something the whole team has to work around. At times, he seeks 'insight' from his mind in a deliberately unconscious/non-sleep state," he replied."He claims to be talking with spirit powers. I know when he returns to consciousness, he delivers useful intelligence. I'm not a psychologist, psychiatrist, or psychic. I don't know why his mind functions that way. I do know results. And I know I work with people who would achieve those results by other means if it were at all possible. Since we haven't found another method, we accept that from tim

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VOZ OFF 091 - Fernando Gasparetto

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 11, 2025 57:14


Saudações, ouvintes apaixonados por locução. Está NO AR o 91º podcast VOZ OFF! Neste episódio, Antônio Viviani e Nicola Lauletta conversam com mais uma grande voz do rádio! Nascido no Ipiranga, bairro da Zona Sul de São Paulo, desde cedo se interessou pelo rádio: ouvia o Show de Rádio da Jovem Pan depois do futebol e gostava de fazer imitações. Essa habilidade o aproximou do saudoso Serginho Leite, que o incentivou a tentar a sorte no FM e o apresentou a Mauro Brandão que lhe deu uma oportunidade na Rádio Independência de Valinhos no interior de São Paulo, onde fez sua estreia no rádio. Em seguida mudou para a cidade de Americana para trabalhar na Rádio Cultura de Americana, e dois anos depois voltou para São Paulo, para trabalhar nas madrugadas, na Metropolitana FM. Participou do lançamento da Transamérica FM, quando a rádio passou a transmitir ao vivo, e a pedido novamente do Mauro Brandão, foi ser folguista na Globo FM inicialmente, assumindo depois o horário da manhã e começando a fazer muito sucesso. De lá foi para a Record FM, voltou para a Metropolitana e em seguida para a Líder FM, que foi a 1ª. Emissora da América Latina a transmitir via satélite para o Brasil inteiro, onde pode realizar seu sonho de fazer no FM, uma programação popular nos moldes das rádios AM. Quem vai nos contar essa história de sucesso no rádio é Fernando Gasparetto. A conversa aconteceu em fevereiro de 2025, e você vai ficar sabendo que o seu trabalho na Líder FM deu tão certo, que recebeu o privilégio de entrevistar exclusivamente Roberto Carlos, devido ao grande sucesso de seu programa Música do Roberto Que Marcou em Sua Vida. Outro sucesso de seu horário na Líder FM, foi o programa Meninos do Brasil com Chitãozinho & Xororó que proporcionou a ele viajar com a dupla e ser apresentador dos shows pelo Brasil afora. Ainda passou pela Tupi, Globo AM, Capital AM, Web Rádio Vintage e hoje é responsável pela Assessoria de Comunicação do prefeito Ricardo Nunes de São Paulo. Com a gente, e pra vocês: FERNANDO GASPARETTO! Para seguir nas redes sociais:- Curta a página do podcast Voz Off no Facebook- Siga o @podcastvozoff no Twitter- Curta a página do Antonio Viviani no Facebook- Siga o @antonioviviani no Twitter- Siga o @antonio.viviani no Instagram- Siga o @nicolalauletta no Twitter- Curta a página do Echo's Studio no Facebook- Curta a página do Workshop de Locução Voz A Obra no Facebook- Ouça também o podcast TEXTO SENTIDO com Antônio Viviani Assine o FEED do Voz Off:Para ouvir o Voz Off no seu agregador de podcasts preferido, clique aqui e assine o nosso FEED! Assine e avalie nosso podcast no iTunes:Se você usa o iTunes no seu computador, tablet ou smartphone, assine e avalie nosso podcast clicando aqui! Voz Off no Spotify:Caso prefira ouvir o Voz Off no Spotify, é só clicar aqui e assinar o nosso podcast no serviço de streaming! E-mails:Mande seu feedback pra gente através do e-mail podcastvozoff@gmail.com! Publicidade:Entre em contato e saiba como anunciar sua marca, produto ou serviço em nossos podcasts.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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VOZ OFF 091 - Fernando Gasparetto

Voz Off

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 11, 2025 57:14


Saudações, ouvintes apaixonados por locução. Está NO AR o 91º podcast VOZ OFF! Neste episódio, Antônio Viviani e Nicola Lauletta conversam com mais uma grande voz do rádio! Nascido no Ipiranga, bairro da Zona Sul de São Paulo, desde cedo se interessou pelo rádio: ouvia o Show de Rádio da Jovem Pan depois do futebol e gostava de fazer imitações. Essa habilidade o aproximou do saudoso Serginho Leite, que o incentivou a tentar a sorte no FM e o apresentou a Mauro Brandão que lhe deu uma oportunidade na Rádio Independência de Valinhos no interior de São Paulo, onde fez sua estreia no rádio. Em seguida mudou para a cidade de Americana para trabalhar na Rádio Cultura de Americana, e dois anos depois voltou para São Paulo, para trabalhar nas madrugadas, na Metropolitana FM. Participou do lançamento da Transamérica FM, quando a rádio passou a transmitir ao vivo, e a pedido novamente do Mauro Brandão, foi ser folguista na Globo FM inicialmente, assumindo depois o horário da manhã e começando a fazer muito sucesso. De lá foi para a Record FM, voltou para a Metropolitana e em seguida para a Líder FM, que foi a 1ª. Emissora da América Latina a transmitir via satélite para o Brasil inteiro, onde pode realizar seu sonho de fazer no FM, uma programação popular nos moldes das rádios AM. Quem vai nos contar essa história de sucesso no rádio é Fernando Gasparetto. A conversa aconteceu em fevereiro de 2025, e você vai ficar sabendo que o seu trabalho na Líder FM deu tão certo, que recebeu o privilégio de entrevistar exclusivamente Roberto Carlos, devido ao grande sucesso de seu programa Música do Roberto Que Marcou em Sua Vida. Outro sucesso de seu horário na Líder FM, foi o programa Meninos do Brasil com Chitãozinho & Xororó que proporcionou a ele viajar com a dupla e ser apresentador dos shows pelo Brasil afora. Ainda passou pela Tupi, Globo AM, Capital AM, Web Rádio Vintage e hoje é responsável pela Assessoria de Comunicação do prefeito Ricardo Nunes de São Paulo. Com a gente, e pra vocês: FERNANDO GASPARETTO! Para seguir nas redes sociais:- Curta a página do podcast Voz Off no Facebook- Siga o @podcastvozoff no Twitter- Curta a página do Antonio Viviani no Facebook- Siga o @antonioviviani no Twitter- Siga o @antonio.viviani no Instagram- Siga o @nicolalauletta no Twitter- Curta a página do Echo's Studio no Facebook- Curta a página do Workshop de Locução Voz A Obra no Facebook- Ouça também o podcast TEXTO SENTIDO com Antônio Viviani Assine o FEED do Voz Off:Para ouvir o Voz Off no seu agregador de podcasts preferido, clique aqui e assine o nosso FEED! Assine e avalie nosso podcast no iTunes:Se você usa o iTunes no seu computador, tablet ou smartphone, assine e avalie nosso podcast clicando aqui! Voz Off no Spotify:Caso prefira ouvir o Voz Off no Spotify, é só clicar aqui e assinar o nosso podcast no serviço de streaming! E-mails:Mande seu feedback pra gente através do e-mail podcastvozoff@gmail.com! Publicidade:Entre em contato e saiba como anunciar sua marca, produto ou serviço em nossos podcasts.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Vozes do tri
Brasil 3x1 Uruguai - íntegra do jogo - REDE BRASILEIRA DE TELEVISÃO #37

Vozes do tri

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 6, 2025 102:14


Jogo histórico contra o Uruguai, agora com o som original da TV da época e na íntegra. Primeiro tempo: Geraldo José de Almeida (Globo)Segundo tempo: Oduvaldo Cozzi e Walter Abrahão (Tupi)

Peças Raras - 24 h em sintonia com você
#328 Homenagem a Luiz Aguiar: a história de Os Brotos Comandam

Peças Raras - 24 h em sintonia com você

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 5, 2025 4:05


Morreu hoje, aos 86 anos de idade, Luiz Aguiar.Para lembrar de um dos marcos da vida profissional do radialista, compartilho um trecho do 3º episódio da série ZYR 100 - o Centenário do Rádio no Brasil, que produzi em 2022 para a Rádio Cultura Brasil.Luiz Aguiar é um dos nomes associados ao período em que a Rádio Bandeirantes aposta no disco como forma de fazer frente à concorrência que a TV havia imposto ao rádio, a partir de meados da década de 1950.Com o bordão “Oi turma!”, abria todos os programas que conduzia. Aguiar foi locutor esportivo e repórter de campo no “scratch do rádio”.Em 1964, Sérgio Galvão, que apresentava Os Brotos Comandam, vai para a Rádio Tupi. Aguiar passa no teste e o substitui, mantendo a atração no ar até 1970. Inicialmente, era o “lado B” da emissora, já que se propunha a tocar discos e entrevistar artistas de estilos musicais ainda incipientes: o rock e a jovem guarda. Logo, ganha destaque e se torna a referência dos fins de tarde com quadros diferenciados e criativos.Um deles trazia duas versões de uma mesma composição; o outro, um desafio entre o ouvinte e os discotecários da rádio. À época, Fausto Macedo era o chefe do setor e Nilton Miranda, o braço direito dele.

O Antagonista
Cortes do Papo - A nova promessa de picanha de Lula

O Antagonista

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 21, 2025 13:41


Em meio ao avanço da inflação dos alimentos, Lula afirmou que “os preços vão cair e o povo vai voltar a comer picanha”. Em entrevista à Rádio Tupi, o petista culpou a alta demanda por exportações pela aceleraçãoda inflação e disse que o governo deve se reunir com atacadistas para buscar uma soluçãopara o problema. Felipe Moura Brasil, VanDyck Silveira e Duda Teixeira comentam:Chegou o plano para quem é Antagonista de carteirinha.  2 anos de assinatura do combo O Antagonista e Crusoé com um super desconto de 30% adicional*  Assine agora: https://registre.oantagonista.com.br/?plano=combo&tipo=24%20meses  (*) desconto de 30% aplicado sobre os valores promocionais vigentes do Combo anual (R$ 191,04 a vista ou R$ 214,92 parcelado 12x) e nos pacotes avulsos anuais de  O Antagonista ou Crusoé (R$ 151,98 à vista ou R$ 169,80 parcelado 12x). | Promoções  não cumulativas com outras campanhas vigentes. | **Promoção limitada às primeiras  500 assinaturas.  Siga O Antagonista no X, nos ajude a chegar nos 2 milhões de seguidores!       https://x.com/o_antagonista     Acompanhe O Antagonista no canal do WhatsApp.    Boletins diários, conteúdos exclusivos em vídeo e muito mais.       https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Va2S...       Ouça O Antagonista | Crusoé quando quiser nos principais aplicativos de podcast.      Leia mais em www.oantagonista.com.br | www.crusoe.com.br 

Jovem Pan Maringá
Lula fala sobre preço do ovo e diz que o povo vai voltar a comer picanha

Jovem Pan Maringá

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 21, 2025 64:47


Em entrevista à Rádio Tupi, do Rio de Janeiro, o presidente Lula abordou o custo de vida e afirmou que o preço da carne deve diminuir, garantindo que “o povo vai voltar a comer a sua picanhazinha”. O presidente também reconheceu que itens como café e ovo estão com preços elevados.

Cantinho do Laranjal
Cantinho do Laranjal #323 PAPO NO LARANJAL #02 - VINICIO GAMA

Cantinho do Laranjal

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 18, 2025 89:22


Hoje receberemos para um papo especial o querido Vinicio Gama da Super Rádio Tupi.Venha com a gente!Facebook e Youtube do Cantinho do Laranjal e do Panorama Tricolor.Parceria com Canal do Jorand e Descafeinado.Cantinho no Facebook: www.facebook.com/cantinhodolaranjal/Cantinho no Instagram: @cantinho.laranjalMande um recado para o Cantinho: cantinho.laranjal@gmail.com

Rádio Assembleia - ALMG Novidades
Jornalista Ernesto Rodrigues - Livro: A ascensão da Rede Globo na ditadura militar

Rádio Assembleia - ALMG Novidades

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 4, 2024 29:18


Em entrevista a Marco Antonio Soalheiro, o jornalista e biógrafo Ernesto Rodrigues fala sobre seu livro A Globo- Hegemonia 1965 a 1984, o primeiro de uma trilogia em lançamento pela editora Autêntica. O jornalista fala que a proposta foi fazer um gigantesca reportagem sobre a TV Globo. Com 46 anos de profissão, entre eles 15 na emissora, Ernesto destaca que não houve qualquer supervisão ou intromissão no conteúdo do livro e que teve autorização para acessar o acervo histórico. Diz que entrevistou além dos irmãos Marinho, figuras que construíram a emissora do jornalismo à dramaturgia. O jornalista lembra costumes, bordões de humor e influências na língua disseminados pela emissora. Também o movimento das Diretas em 1984, como um dos momentos mais sombrios da cobertura da Globo. O livro mostra o contexto político do regime militar e o acordo da emissora com a Time Life, que Ernesto chama de pedalada legal. Ele lembra que na época havia uma disputa de poder virulenta que envolvia a Tupi e personagens como Assis Chateaubriand e Carlos Lacerda. Sobre a censura ao jornalismo, resgata a hstória do militar que tinha uma coluna diária na Globo de Brasília e gravava armado. Mas, pontua que a mais afetada foi a dramaturgia.

Cable a Tierra
44 Tupi or not tupi, con Dr. Lakra

Cable a Tierra

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 18, 2024 55:31


Jerónimo López Ramírez (Ciudad de México, 1972), mejor conocido como Dr. Lakra, crea imágenes irreverentes y provocadoras que transgreden las normas establecidas y llevan al espectador a la frontera entre la atracción y la repulsión. Empezó a explorar la pintura, el dibujo y el collage cuando se unió al Taller de los viernes –el taller de Gabriel Orozco– junto a Abraham Cruzvillegas, Damián Ortega y Gabriel Kuri. Su obra se distingue por intervenciones con pintura y dibujo hechas directamente sobre posters, revistas eróticas y tarjetas postales, aunque también abarca el tatuaje, la pintura mural, el collage y la escultura. A través de estos medios, Dr. Lakra explora su interés por la antropología y la etnografía con las que documenta su fascinación por tabúes, fetiches, mitos y rituales de distintas culturas. Ferviente coleccionista de objetos, Dr. Lakra concibe la búsqueda de materiales e imágenes como un aspecto esencial de su trabajo. Sus composiciones combinan referencias históricas e imágenes contemporáneas intercaladas con iconografías religiosas y alusiones a la cultura popular. La manera en la que yuxtapone estos elementos revela tanto un gran conocimiento de la historia del arte como un subversivo sentido del humor. Dr. Lakra desmantela y perturba las ideologías dominantes para cuestionar lo que se considera civilizado o barbárico, correcto o incorrecto, “alta cultura” o folclor.Síguenos en redes:http://instagram.com/cableatierrapodhttp://facebook.com/cableatierrapodcasthttp://instagram.com/tanialicious Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Radio Omniglot
Omniglot News (10/11/24)

Radio Omniglot

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 10, 2024 2:22


Here's the latest news from the world of Omniglot. New writing system: Novo Tupi, an alphabet created in the early 19th century as a way to write Old Tupi, a language that was spoken by the Tupi people in Brazil until about the 19th century, and which developed into Nheengatu. New adapted script: Finnish Tengwar […]

BBC Lê
De pipoca a pindaíba: 'O brasileiro fala tupi o dia inteiro sem saber'

BBC Lê

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 19, 2024 10:14


Muito do que se fala hoje é herança da língua geral - ou brasílica -, que tinha origem no tupi e que, até o final do século 18, era a mais falada no território brasileiro.

BBC Lê
De pipoca a pindaíba: 'O brasileiro fala tupi o dia inteiro sem saber'

BBC Lê

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 19, 2024 10:14


Muito do que se fala hoje é herança da língua geral - ou brasílica -, que tinha origem no tupi e que, até o final do século 18, era a mais falada no território brasileiro.

Undr The Cosh
Friday Club | The Slime Pond

Undr The Cosh

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 13, 2024 47:58


Back with Friday club talking more nonsense about nothing, including Jons bullock drop, secret fears, toothbrush trouble, and Tupi translations. We'd love to hear from you " Fridayclub@undrthecosh.comn Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Felieton Tomasza Olbratowskiego

Osoby pasjonujące się sandałami rzymskich legionistów niech słuchają uważnie. Niezwykłe znalezisko sprzed 2 tys. lat - czytam. W Niemczech odkryto sandał rzymskiego legionisty nabijany gwoździami. Warto było w wakacje skonstatować, że tym oto sandałem legionista rzymski przecierał szlaki dla kultury antycznej. Tupiąc podeszwą nabijaną gwoździami ubijał te szlaki by wygodniej, czyli po twardym było, podążającym za sandałami twórcom antycznym - szerzyć idee piękna, dobra i nadziei. Komu nie podobały się idee antyczne, ów sandał wdeptywał ich w ziemię jako tak zwanych złych skurczybyków, po których nikt nie płakał, bo ci co mogli płakać też zostali wdeptani...

Pânico
Celso Russomanno e Desirée Rugani

Pânico

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 25, 2024 122:31


O convidado do programa Pânico dessa terça-feira (25) é Celso Russomanno. Ele é jornalista e deputado federal. Iniciou sua carreira no rádio ainda cedo, em 1986, tendo trabalhado nas principais emissoras de São Paulo. Como jornalista, Celso briga pelos direitos do consumidor. Como repórter de telejornais em diversas emissoras de televisão, Celso Russomanno encontrou no microfone não apenas uma ferramenta para informar, mas um aliado em defender os direitos dos cidadãos. Foi repórter da Rádio Manchete, Rádio Record, Rádio Bandeirantes, Rádio Tupi, TV Gazeta, SBT, Rede Bandeirantes, Rede TV, Rede Brasil, CNT e Rede Record. Como jornalista, apresentou vários programas de TV, entre eles: Circuito Night and Day; Programa Night Clip; Aqui e Agora; Cidade Alerta; Prá Valer; e Programa Celso Russomanno. Atualmente apresenta o quadro Patrulha do Consumidor, nos Programas Hoje em Dia e Cidade Alerta – pela Record TV, veiculado em todo o Brasil e mais 160 países. Autor de várias obras sobre Direito do Consumidor, escreve para 23 veículos de comunicação. Como comentarista, o programa recebe a publicitária e modelo Desirée Rugani. Ela está em Israel e traz informações sobre a tensão ao norte entre Israel e o Hezbollah.

Super Feed
Área de Transferência - 383: Alucina em Tupi-Guarani

Super Feed

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 21, 2024 106:22


O Rambo comprou um iPad, o Arthur marcou presença, e os follow-ups dominaram geral.

Speaking Brazilian Podcast
The Lost Brazilian Language: Exploring Tupi Antigo

Speaking Brazilian Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 12, 2024 17:11


Get your FREE lesson PDF here: https://www.speakingbrazilian.com/ancient-tupi/ Join the Speaking Brazilian YouTube Club to have access to the transcript of my videos: https://school.speakingbrazilian.com/p/youtube Start learning Brazilian Portuguese today! Take advantage of all the free resources offered by Speaking Brazilian Language School: https://www.speakingbrazilian.com/free

The Dogg Zzone by 1900HOTDOG
Dogg Zzone 9000 - Episode 170, Tupi Tea With Jason Pargin

The Dogg Zzone by 1900HOTDOG

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 10, 2024 93:27


Brockway is joined by Seanbaby and guest, Jason Pargin, to dance the sacred fire ritual of engorged hogs. They're talking about the tragic, insane, bizarrely racist hour long commercial for Tupi Tea, from the makers of Gorilla Flow!

Rádiofobia Podcast Network
VOZ OFF 079 - Mauro Ramos

Rádiofobia Podcast Network

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 12, 2024 62:53


Saudações, ouvintes apaixonados por locução. Está NO AR o 79º podcast VOZ OFF! Neste episódio, Antônio Viviani e Nicola Lauletta conversam com uma grande voz da dublagem. Nascido no bairro do Méier, no Rio de Janeiro, desde jovem e no início despretensiosamente se apresentava para colegas de classe no teatro da escola contando piadas, até que surgiu uma oportunidade numa companhia que alugava o mesmo teatro e assim começou a trabalhar no ofício de ator. Também trabalhou no jornal O Dia, como assistente no Caderno D, de entretenimento, depois passou a trabalhar com a Cidinha Campos na Super Rádio Tupi do Rio, e por se destacar nas diversas funções que desempenhava, foi convidado a fazer um quadro humorístico no programa A Patrulha da Cidade e a integrar o quadro de atores da emissora. Ao substituir um ator em férias, surgiu uma oportunidade na famosa dubladora Herbert Richers, levado pelas mãos do grande Mário Monjardim Filho, o Monja, que o indicou para entrar no mundo da dublagem Quem vai nos contar essa história de sucesso é a Mauro Ramos. A conversa aconteceu em fevereiro de 2024 e você vai saber muitos dos personagens de sucesso que ele dublou, e ainda dubla, sua trajetória na dublagem brasileira e se encontrar o Mauro por aí, também vai pedir para ele cantar Hakuna Matata - o tema do javali Pumba do filme da Disney O Rei Leão. Com a gente, e pra vocês: MAURO RAMOS! Para seguir nas redes sociais:- Curta a página do podcast Voz Off no Facebook- Siga o @podcastvozoff no Twitter- Curta a página do Antonio Viviani no Facebook- Siga o @antonioviviani no Twitter- Siga o @antonio.viviani no Instagram- Siga o @nicolalauletta no Twitter- Curta a página do Echo's Studio no Facebook- Curta a página do Workshop de Locução Voz A Obra no Facebook- Ouça também o podcast TEXTO SENTIDO com Antônio Viviani Assine o FEED do Voz Off:Para ouvir o Voz Off no seu agregador de podcasts preferido, clique aqui e assine o nosso FEED! Assine e avalie nosso podcast no iTunes:Se você usa o iTunes no seu computador, tablet ou smartphone, assine e avalie nosso podcast clicando aqui! Voz Off no Spotify:Caso prefira ouvir o Voz Off no Spotify, é só clicar aqui e assinar o nosso podcast no serviço de streaming! E-mails:Mande seu feedback pra gente através do e-mail podcastvozoff@gmail.com! Publicidade:Entre em contato e saiba como anunciar sua marca, produto ou serviço em nossos podcasts.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rádiofobia Podcast Network
VOZ 0FF 076 - Samuel Lopes

Rádiofobia Podcast Network

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 12, 2023 69:09


Saudações, ouvintes apaixonados por locução. Está NO AR o 76º podcast VOZ OFF! Neste episódio, Antônio Viviani e Nicola Lauletta conversam com mais uma grande voz do rádio. Nascido em Jaguapitã - PR, filho de pai comerciante, tomou gosto pelo rádio desde pequeno porque o pai acordava muito cedo e ouvia todos os programas populares matinais, enquanto se preparava para levar seus produtos para vender a 60 km de distância, na cidade de Londrina. Com 19 anos, começou a trabalhar na própria cidade no serviço de som da rodoviária, daí foi um pulo para trabalhar na rádio local, e como fazia sucesso, e fazia tudo na rádio, foi sendo contratado para trabalhar em várias cidades do Paraná, como Rolândia, Faxinal, Arapongas, Mandaguari, Iporan e finalmente em Londrina. Em 1987 veio para São Paulo, passou pela Tupi, mas foi contratado pelo Sistema Globo de Rádio onde apresentou O Globo no Ar, O Seu Redator Chefe, e na Excelsior, o Jornal da Excelsior e o Linha Aberta para a Notícia. Em 1991 resolveu voltar para Londrina, onde vive até hoje, já fez muitos comerciais, e além do rádio fez trabalhos também na TV Coroados local, onde ficou muito conhecido apresentando por muitos anos o Show de Ofertas e o Shopping Car na TV, Quem vai nos contar essa história de sucesso é o Samuel Lopes. A conversa aconteceu em outubro de 2023 e você vai saber que com 54 anos descobriu uma doença rara, chamada de Distonia Focal Oro Mandibular, um caso neurológico complexo, um distúrbio que afeta a comunicação, e que fez com que ele se adaptasse à nova condição para poder voltar a falar e se comunicar normalmente. Com a gente, e pra vocês: SAMUEL LOPES! Para seguir nas redes sociais:- Curta a página do podcast Voz Off no Facebook- Siga o @podcastvozoff no Twitter- Curta a página do Antonio Viviani no Facebook- Siga o @antonioviviani no Twitter- Siga o @antonio.viviani no Instagram- Siga o @nicolalauletta no Twitter- Curta a página do Echo's Studio no Facebook- Curta a página do Workshop de Locução Voz A Obra no Facebook- Ouça também o podcast TEXTO SENTIDO com Antônio Viviani Assine o FEED do Voz Off:Para ouvir o Voz Off no seu agregador de podcasts preferido, clique aqui e assine o nosso FEED! Assine e avalie nosso podcast no iTunes:Se você usa o iTunes no seu computador, tablet ou smartphone, assine e avalie nosso podcast clicando aqui! Voz Off no Spotify:Caso prefira ouvir o Voz Off no Spotify, é só clicar aqui e assinar o nosso podcast no serviço de streaming! E-mails:Mande seu feedback pra gente através do e-mail podcastvozoff@gmail.com! Publicidade:Entre em contato e saiba como anunciar sua marca, produto ou serviço em nossos podcasts.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Harvesting Nature’s Wild Fish and Game Podcast
Episode 168: Antler and Fin - Bear and Pineapple Burgers and the Interesting History of the Pineapple

Harvesting Nature’s Wild Fish and Game Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 29, 2023 15:39


Camping food is one of my favorites. I love a poorly roasted hot dog from a stick over the fire. Usually, the middle is not even warm and the ends are black.  Served over a cold bun and dressed in lukewarm Hormel chili with a little shredded cheddar cheese on top, maybe a few slivers of onion, and dinner is served.  I'm really not mocking it and am serious when I say I love that meal; however, I have also come to appreciate that camping food is also a great opportunity for switching things up a bit and trying out some new recipes. A little creative planning and some ingredient preparation can lead to some phenomenal camp meals. Some of the best fish dinners I have experienced were just foil-wrapped catch-of-the-day trout but paired with the simple addition of fresh rosemary or tarragon. The same goes for this pineapple and bear camp burger which is also very easy to make while camping. The sauce can be prepared at home, so there is no need to take mayonnaise, vinegar, and chipotle peppers on the camping trip. The patties could also be mixed, formed, and packed grill-ready in Ziploc bags and the pineapple comes conveniently canned.  The rest of the ingredients are easy to pack and quickly cook over the grill. A little imagination and preparation groundwork at home allows for a gourmet, restaurant-quality burger under the stars. Enjoy! Read the written version of this recipe as prepared by Lindsey Bartosh Rate this Podcast  Listen to our other podcasts here Buy our Small Batch Wild Food Spice Blends  About Pineapples Pineapples have played a surprising role in history as not only a food, but as a symbol. After hearing this podcast, you may start to notice pineapple symbolism in weird and curious places.  Let's get into it.  To start off, let's discuss what a pineapple actually is… I mean, we all know what one looks like, but where and how do they grow? Pineapples are in the bromeliad family and grow as a perennial small shrub with tough agave-like leaves, growing about 4 feet tall. Individual scarlet flowers, about 200 on an average plant, form small fruits, which fuse together to form a multiple fruit. That's right, every pineapple you see is a collection of 200 individual fruits! Other examples of multiple fruits are figs, breadfruit, and mulberries. Though the main fruit is grown on a short, thick stem, suckers may grow, causing fruit to grow off the sides of the plant.  The wild pineapple originated not in Hawaii, but in Southern Brazil, near the current border with Paraguay. There, the Tupi peoples enjoyed the fruit, calling it nanas, or ‘excellent fruit'. The Tupi also used the pineapple to ferment a type of wine, create medicines, and even craft poison arrows.  Tupi and Carib peoples traded and raided, eventually spreading the fruit to the Amazon delta, up through Central America and into the Caribbean.   When our favourite guy, Christopher Colombus landed on current-day Guadeloupe in 1493 on his second voyage, he encountered pineapples growing and being eaten by the inhabitants of the island. He took some pineapples with him across the ocean after enslaving and brutalizing the natives there. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Masmorra Cine
Mês do Horror: Masmorra Cast #87 Os programas de terror nas rádios brasileiras

Masmorra Cine

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 12, 2023 76:26


Angélica Hellish e Marcos Noriega conversam sobreo programa Incrível, Fantástico, Extraordinário, que era transmitido pela Rádio Tupi, criado em 1947 pelo cantor, compositor e radialista brasileiro Henrique Fôreis Domingues, mais conhecido como Almirante. A série foi criada nos anos 1940 e ganhou diversas versões em diferentes mídias ao longo das décadas, devido ao imortal interesse do público por este tipo de narrativa. Se você é fã de podcast no formato narrativo (storytelling) ou contação de histórias (Não Inviabilize por ex. ou True Crime) é muito interessante conhecer, pesquisar e, principalmente escutar esses programas! Links abaixo. Mencionados: Incrível, Fantástico, Extraordinário: Áudios no Memória da Música ou escute essa playlist no Youtube, Quadros na TV Manchete / Texto: "Incrível! Fantástico! Extraordinário! do rádio à internet: observações sobre um fenômeno intermidiático do horror audiovisual brasileiro"/ Existe um filme sobre Incrível, Fantástico, Extraordinário de 1969, direção C. Adolpho Chadler   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoC7_yWPFuE&t=2666s&ab_channel=MasmorraCine IMPORTANTE  *** SEJA UM APOIADOR E NOS AJUDE A MANTER ESSE PROJETO QUE EXISTE DESDE 2009: Só clicar aqui https://linktr.ee/masmorracine nesse link, tem todas as maneiras de nos apoiar OU FAÇA UM PIX – nosso pix é o email apoiomasmorra@gmail.com **** *Procure e inscreva-se nos aplicativos de PODCAST e também no SPOTIFY, AMAZON MUSIC, APPLE PODCASTS! – Só procurar MASMORRACINE *Nosso e-mail: contato.cinemasmorra@gmail.com SIGA A GENTE NO NOSSO CANAL NA TWITCH @AngelMasmorra https://www.twitch.tv/angelmasmorra AJUDE O NOSSO PODCAST A APARECER MAIS NO SPOTIFY DANDO 5 ESTRELAS PARA A GENTE! Procure-nos lá como Cineclube da Masmorra ou como MasmorraCine Nosso canal no OK.RU!  

Amazônia Latitude | Humanidades Ambientais
Clei Souza, Edmon Neto e a poética da Amazônia

Amazônia Latitude | Humanidades Ambientais

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2023 66:32


No quinto episódio da série Pensando a Amazônia pela Literatura do LatitudeCast, os poetas Clei Souza e Edmon Neto conversam sobre as dinâmicas da poética da Amazônia e suas diferentes formas de expressão. Clei Souza é professor doutor de Literatura pela Universidade Federal do Pará (UFPA), poeta, contista, crítico-literário e artista visual. Para ele, a palavra poética instaura novas possibilidades de mundo. “Eu acredito que todos os poetas que têm essa percepção estão escrevendo o mesmo poema, estão escrevendo o poema de um mundo por vir, que aponta caminhos”, afirma. “Nessa escuridão que nós vivemos, com esse modelo econômico capitalista que destrói a tudo e a todos, a poesia é a possibilidade de nos fazer reexistir, a poesia não é entretenimento, ela é uma afirmação humana, uma afirmação de existência”. Edmon Neto é professor doutor de Literatura na UFPA, poeta e músico. Neto sempre teve uma relação próxima com a literatura e, quando se mudou para a Amazônia, aprendeu a lidar com uma nova temporalidade da poesia. “O tempo da poesia é um tempo específico. O tempo da Amazônia também é um tempo específico. Quando eu cheguei à Amazônia, eu estranhei o tempo daqui, das pessoas, o tempo que as pessoas levam para viver. O cotidiano é outro, o clima é outro. E isso modifica radicalmente a nossa relação com o tempo”, conta Neto. Hoje, ele pesquisa sobre os poetas e poéticas do Médio Xingu, e estuda sobre as línguas originárias, principalmente o tronco Tupi, o Macro-jê e o Caribe.

Amazônia Latitude | Humanidades Ambientais
Amazônia em 5 Minutos: Dinamarca no Fundo Amazônia

Amazônia Latitude | Humanidades Ambientais

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 1, 2023 6:52


Os destaques deste episódio são: -Dinamarca anuncia doação de R$110 milhões para o Fundo Amazônia; -Operação do Ibama e da Polícia Federal destrói cerca de 200 balsas de garimpo ilegal no Rio Madeira; -Constituição Federal traduzida para o Nheengatu, uma língua originária do Tupi, é recebida pela Biblioteca Nacional.

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 16/07/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 17, 2023 126:09


Ouça o programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 09/07/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 10, 2023 61:45


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

#MulherDeFibra
Janete Clair

#MulherDeFibra

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 26, 2023 4:00


Janete Clair, maior autora de novelas da história do Brasil. Foi a única novelista a atingir a marca de 100% de audiência nos capítulos finais de “Selva de Pedra”. Janete Emmer nasceu em 1925, na cidade de Conquista - MG. A família se mudou para o estado de São Paulo durante sua infância. Aos treze anos, trabalhava como datilógrafa para contribuir com a renda familiar. Aos vinte Janete trabalhava como bacteriologista. Passou num teste para locutora e rádio-atriz da Rádio Tup. Aderiu o nome artístico “Janete Clair”, inspirada por sua música favorita, “Clair de Lune”, de Debussy, e seguiu seu sonho. Foi na Rádio Tupi que J. e Dias Gomes se conheceram, e começaram uma história de amor que duraria 36 anos. Incentivada pelo marido Janete começou a escrever radionovelas. Mais de 30 tramas. Em 1967, foi chamada para salvar uma telenovela da Globo, cuja produção caríssima, contava com muitos atores em uma trama confusa. JC resolveu o problema matando praticamente todos os personagens da novela “Anastácia” em um terremoto, cortando os custos da emissora e reconquistando o público. Essa ousadia garantiu seu espaço definitivo na Rede Globo. A recém-fundada TV Globo passou a ser líder de audiências no horário nobre. “Irmãos Coragem”atraiu o público masculino c/ sua linguagem cinematográfica. Essa novela registraria índices de audiência maiores do que os de jogos do Brasil na Copa do Mundo do México. Com “Selva de Pedra”, J. C. atingiu a maior audiência já registrada na história do Brasil: cem pontos! Aproximadamente 100% dos televisores ligados naquela ocasião estavam exibindo a novela. J.C. escreveu dezenas de telenovelas para a Globo, sempre surpreendendo pela qualidade dos enredos e pelo sucesso de público. Em 1983, a autora escrevia a novela “Eu Prometo”, mas, muito abatida por um câncer, não conseguiu terminar a trama. A novela foi finalizada por Glória Perez, com a supervisão de seu marido, o tb autor Dias Gomes. Janete Clair morreria alguns meses depois, aos 58 anos. 

Ticaracaticast
EP 304 - PEDRO MANSO

Ticaracaticast

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 21, 2023 148:52


Pedro José Manso, Humorista e Imitador. Natural de Vassouras, no Rio de Janeiro, Pedro nasceu em 29 de junho de 1972. Iniciou no teatro, e no rádio, Manso apresentava o programa Pedro Manso Show, na extinta rádio FM de Miguel Pereira. Trabalhou nas Rádios Globo e Super Rádio Tupi e em 2003, ficou conhecido nacionalmente ao participar do quadro Se Vira nos 30, do Domingão do Faustão, da Rede Globo, ao imitar o apresentador Fausto Silva. Trabalhou com o humorista Tom Cavalcanti na Rede Record com e Ratinho no STB. Manso é quem melhor imita o apresentador Fausto Silva e o cantor Agnaldo Timóteo.

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 07/05/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later May 8, 2023 79:04


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 16/04/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 17, 2023 58:07


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 09/04/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 10, 2023 65:52


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 26/03/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 27, 2023 117:55


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 19/03/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 20, 2023 104:40


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Cuando los elefantes sueñan con la música
Cuando los elefantes sueñan con la música - El círculo completo de Grace McNally - 16/03/23

Cuando los elefantes sueñan con la música

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 16, 2023 58:35


Del primer disco de la guitarrista y compositora estadounidense Grace McNally, 'Full circle', sus grabaciones de 'Asa branca', 'Bells of Rio', 'All the things you are' y 'Open door'. Del disco del cantante y guitarrista brasileño Rogê 'Curyman' las canciones 'Pra vida', 'Nação Tupi', 'Eu gosto dela' y 'Mistério da raça'. Del nuevo disco del guitarrista brasileño Fabiano do Nascimento 'Lendas' las piezas 'Retrato y 'Solo as onze (Noite suite)'. Y, del último disco de la cantante y compositora estadounidense Carmen Lundy, 'Fade to black', sus canciones 'Spell of romance' y 'Reverence'. Escuchar audio

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 05/03/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 7, 2023 49:35


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #radiotupi #flamengo #vasco #botafogo #fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 22/01/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 23, 2023 109:41


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #Flamengo #Vasco #Botafogo #Fluminense

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 15/01/23

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 16, 2023 107:40


Ouça o programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #Flamengo #Vasco #Botafogo #Fluminense #RobertoDinamite

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 08/01/23 - O ADEUS A ROBERTO DINAMITE

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 9, 2023 117:14


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #Flamengo #Vasco #Botafogo #Fluminense #RobertoDinamite

Edilson Silva na Rede
AO VIVO - "FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 18/12/22

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 19, 2022 116:31


Ouça ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #Flamengo #Vasco #Fluminense #Botafogo #CopaDoMundo

Histórias infantis de pai para filha com Pablo Uchoa
Epl 102 - Poemas da Minha Terra Tupi

Histórias infantis de pai para filha com Pablo Uchoa

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 16, 2022 5:21


Toda criança brasileira, quando aprende a falar português, aprende também um bocado de palavras de origem tupi. Estes poemas divertidos celebram a influência da língua indígena no nosso vocabulário com bom humor! * Este episódio faz parte da série "Brasis de Pai para Filha", patrocinada pelo Consulado-Geral do Brasil em Londres. São 20 episódios que celebram a riqueza cultural, a diversidade racial e o patrimônio natural do Brasil no ano do bicentenário da Independência. Texto e ilustrações: Maté Editora: Brinque-book Edição do episódio: Bruno Allevato ____ O Histórias de Pai Para Filha é um podcast que agrada a pais e filhos, com histórias produzidas, escritas ou adaptadas por mim, um pai coruja que quer ensinar à sua filha o gosto pelas histórias e pela língua portuguesa. Siga meu perfil no Instagram @pablouch e acompanhe o podcast também pelo Youtube (www.youtube.com/historiasdepaiparafilha) --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/depaiparafilha/message

Edilson Silva na Rede
"FALA, GALERA" COM EDILSON SILVA - 11/12/22

Edilson Silva na Rede

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 12, 2022 114:56


Acompanhe AO VIVO ao programa "Fala Galera", da Rádio Tupi, com Edilson Silva. #Flamengo #Vasco #Fluminense #Botafogo #CopaDoMundo

O Antagonista
Bolsonaro volta a questionar segurança das urnas: "Ultrapassadas"

O Antagonista

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 17, 2022 1:09


Jair Bolsonaro (foto) voltou a questionar a segurança das urnas eletrônicas. Em entrevista nesta segunda-feira (17) à Rádio Tupi, o presidente afirmou que os equipamentos são "ultrapassados". "Olha, diz a Polícia Federal que as urnas são inauditáveis. Não existe sistema eletrônico que seja perfeitamente blindado. Se nunca teve, vai chegar a hora. O que a gente sempre busca é dar mais uma camada de transparência. [...] Você vê: os bancos gastam uma fortuna por ano na defesa dos seus dados, em um trabalho para evitar que alguém entre na conta dos seus clientes e façam movimentações. É um gasto constante. O TSE está com uma urna bastante ultrapassada, antiga, geração do final dos anos 1990", disse Bolsonaro. Ainda durante a entrevista, o presidente afirmou que as Forças Armadas estão analisando se houve problemas no primeiro turno. "No momento, como as Forças Armadas foram convidadas a integrar uma comissão de transparência eleitoral, esse trabalho está sendo feito pelas Forças Armadas, eu não dou palpite. As Forças Armadas têm uma equipe enorme no Comando de Defesa Cibernética que trabalha nessa questão", disse o candidato à reeleição. Lula terminou o primeiro turno com 48,43% dos votos, contra 43,2% de Bolsonaro. O segundo turno está marcado para 30 de outubro. Inscreva-se e receba a newsletter:  https://bit.ly/2Gl9AdL Confira mais notícias em nosso site:  https://www.oantagonista.com​ Acompanhe nossas redes sociais:  https://www.fb.com/oantagonista​ https://www.twitter.com/o_antagonista ​https://www.instagram.com/o_antagonista https://www.tiktok.com/@oantagonista_oficial No Youtube deixe seu like e se inscreva no canal: https://www.youtube.com/c/OAntagonista

O Antagonista
Lula fala em debates "sem baixo nível" e chama Bolsonaro de "boquirroto"

O Antagonista

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 10, 2022 0:51


Lula (PT) disse nesta segunda (10), em entrevista à Super Rádio Tupi, que vai participar dos debates do segundo turno sem “baixo nível”. Ao falar sobre o tema, o petista voltou a criticar o comportamento do presidente Jair Bolsonaro (PL). “Nos debates, da minha parte não haverá baixo nível, nem jogo rasteiro. Quando eu estiver com o microfone, eu estarei falando com o Brasil e não com o presidente. Eu tenho visto o presidente meio nervoso, meio boquirroto, xingando as pessoas”, disse Lula (foto), que discutiu com Padre Kelmon (PTB) no último debate do primeiro turno, na Globo. A palavra Boquirroto é usada para se referir a pessoas que falam demais ou para quem não consegue guardar segredos. Bolsonaro e Lula confirmaram presença no primeiro debate do segundo turno, que será realizado pelo UOL, Band, Folha de S.Paulo e TV Cultura. O evento está agendado para 16 de outubro. Inscreva-se e receba a newsletter: https://bit.ly/2Gl9AdL​ Confira mais notícias em nosso site: https://www.oantagonista.com​ Acompanhe nossas redes sociais: https://www.fb.com/oantagonista​ https://www.twitter.com/o_antagonista​ https://www.instagram.com/o_antagonista No Youtube deixe seu like e se inscreva no canal: https://www.youtube.com/c/OAntagonista

Tamarindo
Luciana Faulhaber on Filmmaking for Social Impact

Tamarindo

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 28, 2022 38:56


Luciana Faulhaber joins Tamarindo to discuss homelessness, mental health, and how filmmaking can play a role in narrative change.  She is a first generation Latinx Immigrant, actor, director, and podcastor. Luciana has created projects that discuss immigration, racism and homelessness and is now developing a documentary based on the hit Broadway Show Oh Calcutta! addressing the issues of women's rights and sexual liberation, the civil rights movement and equality. Born in Brazil, she is a descendant of the indigenous tribe Tupi. The first of her family to attend Graduate School she dedicated her time to combining her studies in International Development at Columbia University with her passion for filmmaking as a vehicle for shining a light on political issues with the goal of making a social impact Keep up with her: https://www.lucianafaulhaber.com/ Check out Invisible People: https://invisiblepeople.tv/ Tamarindo podcast is the Latinx show where hosts discuss politics, pop culture, and how to balance it all con calma, hosted by Brenda Gonzalez and Ana Sheila Victorino. Join us as we delve into discussions on race, gender, politics, representation, and life! Check out all of our upcoming events:  https://www.tamarindopodcast.com/events Brenda and Ana Sheila are executive producers of Tamarindo podcast with production support by Mitzi Hernández and Augusto Martinez, of Sonoro Media. Jeff Ricards produced our theme song. If you want to support our work, please rate and review our show here. You can get in touch with us at www.tamarindopodcast.com Contribute to the show: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/tamarindopodcast1 Come to a live taping of Tamarindo: Join us for a free, live taping of Tamarindo on October 6 at 7pm PT. The event will be at The Pop Hop: 5002 York Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90042  RSVP: http://www.thepophop.com/calendar/2022/9/21/tamarindo-live-celebrating-amp-protecting-self-amp-community Podcast Workshop Sign up for our Podcast Workshop happening Oct. 11 at 5pm PT: https://www.tamarindopodcast.com/events Come to a live taping of Tamarindo: Join us for a free, live taping of Tamarindo on October 6 at 7pm PT. The event will be at The Pop Hop: 5002 York Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90042  RSVP: http://www.thepophop.com/calendar/2022/9/21/tamarindo-live-celebrating-amp-protecting-self-amp-community   Support Independent Bookstore & Support Us! Save 10% on your order of books from Latina-owned Xolo Books with the code TAMARINDO at checkout: xolobooks.com   Follow Tamarindo on instragram @tamarindopodcast and on twitter at @tamarindocast  Follow Ana Sheila on instagram @la_anasheila and twitter @Shelli1228 Follow Brenda on twitter at @BrendaRicards

Expresso Ilustrada
Como Jô Soares mudou a TV brasileira

Expresso Ilustrada

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 11, 2022 28:39


Jô Soares sempre quis ser uma estrela. Ele mesmo dizia que já nasceu querendo seduzir o mundo. Morto na semana passada, aos 84 anos, o humorista passou décadas exibindo muitos talentos. Falava seis línguas, interpretou dezenas de personagens e comandou o programa de entrevista mais famoso da televisão brasileira, onde reuniu nomes como Nair Bello, Lolita Rodrigues e Hebe Camargo. Antes de recriar um formato de talk show americano que não era feito no Brasil, Jô marcou a TV nacional com personagens do programa "Faça Humor, Não Faça Guerra", na TV Globo. Ele já tinha passado pelos canais Continental, Rio, Tupi, Excelsior e Record, em que fez o clássico programa de humor "Família Trapo". Fora das telas, Jô ainda trabalhou como dramaturgo, escritor, diretor e ator de cinema e de teatro, e artista plástico.  O Expresso Ilustrada desta semana relembra a vida e a carreira do carioca. Para isso, os jornalistas Matinas Suzuki Jr., que é diretor da Companhia das Letras e escreveu uma biografia do Jô ao lado dele, e Cristina Padiglione, que escreve sobre TV na Folha​, comentam a importância do humorista para a cultura brasileira e explicam o por que ele se tornou uma figura única que não será repetida. Com novos episódios todas as quintas, às 16h, o Expresso Ilustrada discute música, cinema, literatura, moda, teatro, artes plásticas e televisão. A edição de som é de Raphael Concli. A apresentação é de Carolina Moraes e Marina Lourenço, que assinam o roteiro.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rádiofobia Podcast Network
VOZ 0FF 058 - José Nello Marques

Rádiofobia Podcast Network

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 14, 2022 56:10


Saudações, ouvintes apaixonados por locução. Está NO AR o 58º podcast VOZ OFF! Neste episódio Antônio Viviani e Nicola Lauletta conversam com mais uma grande voz do rádio! Nascido em Garça - SP, terra de outros grandes nomes do rádio como o saudoso Edson Guerra e nosso entrevistado do episódio Voz Off #046 - Zancopé Simões, começou sua carreira no rádio de sua cidade natal. Depois de uma rápida passagem pela rádio Verinha de Marília - SP, onde conheceu Osmar Santos, foi em São Paulo - Capital que construiu sua carreira de sucesso no rádio. O próprio Osmar o apresentou na Rádio Jovem Pan, onde foi inicialmente repórter, e depois apresentador de programas, entre eles o São Paulo Agora, que fez muito sucesso nas tardes da Pan. Trabalhou muito tempo na Band, fez um programa policial na Rádio Globo, trabalhou na Record, ajudou a implantar a CBN - a rádio que toca notícia e teve uma passagem na Super Rádio Tupi, sempre como repórter ou apresentador de programas. Quem vai nos contar toda essa história de sucesso no rádio, é José Nello Marques! A conversa aconteceu em maio de 2022 e você vai saber que ele foi correspondente no Brasil da A Voz da América, hoje trabalha em assessoria de imprensa para empresas e mantém sua própria web rádio, a radiosonho.com! Com a gente, e pra vocês: JOSÉ NELLO MARQUES! Para seguir nas redes sociais: - Curta a página do podcast Voz Off no Facebook - Siga o @podcastvozoff no Twitter - Curta a página do Antonio Viviani no Facebook - Siga o @antonioviviani no Twitter - Siga o @antonio.viviani no Instagram - Siga o @nicolalauletta no Twitter - Curta a página do Echo's Studio no Facebook - Curta a página do Workshop de Locução Voz A Obra no Facebook - Ouça também o podcast TEXTO SENTIDO com Antônio Viviani Assine o FEED do Voz Off: Para ouvir o Voz Off no seu agregador de podcasts preferido, clique aqui e assine o nosso FEED! Assine e avalie nosso podcast no iTunes: Se você usa o iTunes no seu computador, tablet ou smartphone, assine e avalie nosso podcast clicando aqui! Voz Off no Spotify: Caso prefira ouvir o Voz Off no Spotify, é só clicar aqui e assinar o nosso podcast no serviço de streaming! E-mails: Mande seu feedback pra gente através do e-mail podcastvozoff@gmail.com! Publicidade: Entre em contato e saiba como anunciar sua marca, produto ou serviço em nossos podcasts.

Histórias infantis de pai para filha com Pablo Uchoa
Ep. 73 - O Tupi que você fala (part. esp. Bernardo e Isabelle)

Histórias infantis de pai para filha com Pablo Uchoa

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 25, 2022 4:04


Guri, pipoca, saci, guaraná, abacaxi. Você que não sabia, mas fala tupi todo dia. Uma charmosa história que celebra a influência indígena na cultura brasileira, contada pelo Bernardo e a Isabelle! Texto: Claudio Fragata Ilustrações: Mauricio Negro Editora Globo Música: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Sonata para Piano a quatro mãos em C maior, K.521 Allegretto (Execução Simone Renzi - www.musopen.org) ____ O Histórias de Pai Para Filha é um podcast que agrada a pais e filhos, com histórias produzidas, escritas ou adaptadas por mim, um pai coruja que quer ensinar à sua filha o gosto pelas histórias e pela língua portuguesa. Os episódios saem a cada duas semanas. Acompanhe o podcast no Youtube, onde eu conto algumas histórias por trás das histórias que você escuta aqui! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/depaiparafilha/message