About me:

  When I was 12, I moved to a new town. I had long hair and the kids started calling me "Peruca" (Wig), but the way we spell the "e" sounds like "i", and soon everyone was calling me Pira ("Pee-Rah") and that's been my identity since then.

  The first time ran from school, I was 5. We were in line waiting to go to the classroom and there was nobody near the school gate, so I just ran and went to my grandmother's house that was two blocks away. I caused a lot of trouble in school and ended up "expelled" after fourth grade (I wasn't actually expelled, they just didn't let me enroll back), and I was probably going to be expelled again in the new school in sixth grade, but moving to another city prevented that. I finally managed to be expelled in the second year of high school, though, for waving my butt at some angry mothers, and I lost the third year in the other school because I had over 60% absence.

  Back to when I got my nickname Pira, at 12, I also got my first PC, and I taught myself some basics HTML. At the time I would play some video games with friends and I made a few websites for us and other friends, but not long after I got involved with punk. I did vocals for a short-lived band called Fake Nation, with some friends from school, but it wasn't very serious. Flash-forward to my last year of high school, which I spent over 60% away from it, I was hitchhiking around my country and doing political activism. I'm very lazy and hated school, but I always liked reading and learning, so from reading edgy guys like Nietzsche, Max Stirner and Ted Kaczynski in the beginning of high school, I jumped to Bakunin, Malatesta, Kropotkin and others - being very influenced by the punk scene.

  After losing that school year, my mom was kinda fed up and kicked me out of the house when I was 16. I lived with my grandmother in another city while I finished school. Here the public colleges are the best institutions and there is a lot of competition to enroll in them because there are no tuition fees. I took the entrance exam to four of them and I was accepted at three. At 18, I started studying history and living on my own, but I didn't get very far... I will come back to that later. Even though I enjoyed studying the likes of Marcuse, Adorno, Baudrillard, Foucault, Deleuze, I was getting very bored at college. I learn better by myself. One of the things that I'm self-taught is English, and I also learned Spanish because I was working as fall guy for contrabandists in Paraguay (relax, no guns or drugs, we'd just bring cheap tax-free Chinese toys and electronic knock-offs), and I can understand Italian and French quite well as well - but don't ask me to write or speak it. After an uncle died, I got his guitar and I started playing it too, although very badly. In these late teenage years I was singing and playing bass in Esbulho HxCx, later we formed Buero where I played guitars, and I played drums for the all-girl band Indigestão as well when their drummer couldn't go to gigs.

  I was very active in the punk scene, organizing and travelling to demonstrations, promoting gigs, etc. After we made a shitty Esbulho HxCx demo and another shitty demo with the three aforementioned bands, as we were making copies of it, I checked with friends to make copies of their demos as well and I started the BxDxFx Distro (Bola de Fogo - Fire Ball, a play on the Snow Ball Church, whose members would fashion themselves as "cool" and try to recruit kids at alternative gigs), selling demos at cost price. It became a collective and at its peak we were ten guys from different cities, in five different states.

  Four years after leaving my house my mother had some problems and she got sick, to take care of her I went to live on a farm so I quit college. I was very far from everyone, to play I'd go back to my city Friday to rehearse in the afternoon and we'd play in the night and then travel Saturday and Sunday to play in other cities, but I could do it like twice or thrice a year because of the distance. Having a lot of free time living in the farm, though, I started quite a few blogs, like the Pira HxCx that I'd put Brazilian punk bands to download (all links long dead), a blog for the BxDxFx Distro, where I'd also promote gigs and review some events I attended, and I also started the Virose Tropical, where I talked more about bands and other stuff related to the scene.

  At 23, my mother had fixed her stuff and she wanted to sell the farm and move to another state. I had quit college, my bands were kinda dead, I didn't have much to do so I decided to move with her to this new place... quite a shock, for starters, no fucking underground scene, but I ended up playing bass for a band called Suco de Lixo in a nearby town for a few years. Having fuck all to do I went back to gaming for a short while, and as I was messing with emulators and stuff I taught myself a bit of AHK scripting to use unsupported Hypersin programs, and then taught myself a bit of electronics and carpentry as well and made a customized homemade arcade controller, because I wasn't happy with any that were being sold around. I learned how to shell Windows and stuff to have this plug-and-play arcade you just had to connect the HDMI on the TV and I ended up making this blog HS Arcade DIY to help people who were also trying to build one (I never updated the picture, nowadays it has a badass H.R. Giger sticker covering it and the buttons are black and white). I guess I learned a lot of the DIY ethics from punk, as since teenage years I was making my own patches and band pins too.

  Although I was bored out of my mind here, I was still traveling to nearby towns or going to the capital for punk gigs and demonstrations. At the time there was senseless sectarian gang violence going on, and I got even angrier because while the punk scene was fighting itself over stupidity, a very close friend of mine was murdered by nazi skinheads. I ended up writing a short essay about the history of Street Punk and Oi!, where I extensively talk about all the fascist and antifascist groups that formed the scene in the world. It was published and distributed by several anarchist presses here, and I know it was translated and distributed by an antifascist collective in Mexico as well (and I assume after the translation it might have reached other Latin American countries). I list my lifetime of reading references to books and fanzines - no superficial Wikipedia crap (if you are interested in reading A História Sem Sensacionalismo do Skinhead e Oi!: Fascistas e Antifascistas it's in Portuguese and even though I used college methodology in the research, the language is extremely colloquial. AI translation tools are getting quite good these days, so here is the link). I also started the blog Antifa Skunks to post more bands related to the theme, although life happened and it didn't go very far. Another blog I started that didn't get very far was Arquivo Underground, after a friend of mine got a scanner, I started scanning zines and books at his house and posting them when I could. The guy moved. It ended. Although I had donated tons of zines and books to an anarchist squat earlier, I still have a lot here. Unfortunately, every link everywhere is dead because either the services are no longer available or they changed privacy settings and I no longer have access to the accounts.

  With time, I was growing increasingly dissatisfied with the political landscape and the general stupidity pushed by social gallery. I was slowly distancing myself from everything, and I guess after the pandemic lockdown in 2020 I never went back to "normal" social life again. In 2019, my father moved to my current city (we are close, but last time we lived in the same city, I was 6), so at least one day of the week we spend together watching movies and series. In 2022, I decided to start the blog Ȧ͓p̟̩ͯo͇͓ͥ̇ċa̝̫͆̾̇l͉̰̅ͅy̠̤͒p͔͖͒̅͌̊ṱ̟̬ͥi͉͓͎͚͑c H͛ͅe̼̬ͤa̳ͣd̩͛ to post all the stuff I like, and I also made a Facebook Page for it. Then I started Old Man Yells at Cloud to post rants about anything I'm thinking about - this is my real personal blog where I post more about my thoughts, my growing up, my experiences, etc., so if you are really curious about me and want to know more, this is the one to read. And lastly, finaly I ended up here in Neocities :)

  I was born in 1989. I take care of rescued pets. I’ve been vegetarian since I was 14, and I was vegan during the years I lived alone. I have strong political opinions about several subjects, but I no longer care about sharing it to people that are not at punching distance. Believe it or not, I never did drugs, although I used to get really wasted on cheap booze since 12 or so. Here we used to start to go out and get wasted around 12 to 14, so when we are around 20 to 22 we had already partied so hard and fucked around so much that we are ready to become responsible adults. Isn't it better to be irresponsible idiots when you indeed have no responsibilities, and give a good use to all those puberty hormones? I'm gonna stop now before I start another cultural and generational rant hehe. If I die tomorrow, somewhere on the internet this memento will remain.