Programming tomorrow. What to do with one band, the beguiling landscape of Lisbon and some rain? No music expected. We will have to improvise. Try thinking in parts: A young girl called Shell, her brother, and four more elements. Remember: No instruments are expected. I'm anticipating an open-sky gallery that was once the panoramic building Monsanto, but I have never been there. Focus: Seven thousand square meters, broken tiles over the floor and walls dressed with the wind. I can even foresee vacant bodies climbing and walking down the stairs. The dome can protect us. For a few hours, it will be a good place to be, just like a little tree when the rain comes, a house.
