One Big Holiday

Depois de voltar de viagem, é hora de atualizar o blog. Hoje trago a banda My Morning Jacket. Esses cabeludões loucos aí do vídeo não são uma banda de metal headbangers (só tem essa aparência), mas sim uma banda indie com influências do rock psicodélico, country rock, folk, Neil Young, entre outras.

We Used to Vacation

Ontem coloquei Delta Spirit, que mistura rock com um pouco de soul. Hoje, seguindo a mesma linha, trago Cold War Kids. O som é também uma mistura de rock com soul, só que o Cold War Kids vai mais longe, fazendo um som mais trabalhado, também influenciado pelo blues, por Bob Dylan, pelo Velvet Underground, entre outras coisas. É um som rico em texturas, que vale a pena conhecer. A música de hoje é do primeiro álbum, Robbers and Cowards, de 2007.



I kissed the kids at noon
then stumbled out the room
I caught a cab
ran up a tab
on 7th and flower

best recital I had to ruin
missed my son's graduation
punched the Nickles boy
for taking his seat
gets all that anger from me

still things could be much worse
natural disasters on the evening news
still things could be much worse
we still got our health
my paycheck in the mail

I promised to my wife and children
I'd never touch another drink
as long as I live
but even then
it sounds so soothing
this will blow over in time
this will all blow over in time

I'm just an honest man
provide for me and mine
I give a check to tax deductable
charity organizations
two weks paid vacation won't heal the damage done
I need another one

still things could be much worse
natural disasters on the evening news
still things could be much worse
we still got our health
my paycheck in the mail

I promised to my wife and children
I'd never touch another drink
as long as I live
but even then
it sounds so soothing
to mix a drink
and sink into oblivion

I promised to my wife and children
that accident
left everyone a little shook up
but at the meetings
I felt so empty
this will blow over in time
this will all blow over in time

Strange Vine

A banda californiana Delta Spirit tem um som espetacular, uma mistura de rock e soul que é uma beleza.



It’s such a strange vine
Wrapped around my neck
All twisted up between my stem
Between my stem

I’m tripping and fallen over
Things we just couldn’t get over
I tried my best
Get it off my chest

Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldn’t sow

We’re taken it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden

The sun came while you were shining
The time flew while we were writing
Symphony in the key of D

Songs that had lost their luster
Finally they found their color
Oh

Songs we never wrote
Seeds they wouldn’t sow

We’re taking it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden

We made jokes about starting a new band
6 years working this whole plan
maybe I’ll make a home with you

its been a straight life and its
preacher living
these break lights city limits
I can’t afford the truth

We are two indians in the same canoe

Maybe I’ll just start something new
We’re taking it all to the end
And we’re planting our own garden
We’re taking it all to the end
We’re planting our own garden
We’re planting our own garden
Planting our own garden

Two Doors Down

Os anos 80 foram uma época estranha, talvez a mais brega que já houve (olhem os penteados). Esse vídeo e música dos Mystery Jets são uma homenagem bem humorada a década de 80, pura diversão.




I think I'm in love,
With the girl next door
It's driving me crazy
I can't take it anymore
I hear her playing the drums late at night
The neighbours complain but thats the kind of girl I like

And maybe I should call her up
And buy her a round
Maybe I should move to another town
But when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
With a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love

She and her friends sit at the back of the bus
But I'm always to shy to work the courage up
I hear that she likes to dance around the room
To a worn out 12" of Marquee Moon

And maybe I should say "What's up?"
And buy her a round
Or take her for a spin around the town
Cos when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
With a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives

And maybe I should call her up
And buy her a round
And one day we could move to another town
Cos when I hear those drums late at night
I know I'm in love
In love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
Two Doors Down
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love with a girl who lives
Two Doors Down

Silent Sigh

A música do filme Um Grande Garoto é toda feita por Badly Drawn Boy, a banda de um homem só do Damon Gough. É um filme bacana com uma trilha sonora espetacular.




Come see what we all talk about
People moving to the moon
Stop baby don't go stop here
Never stop living here
Till it eats the heart from your soul
Keeps down the sound of your
Silent sigh
Silent sigh, silent sigh silent sigh
Keeps down all move me down
Could we love eachother

Come see what we all talk about
People moving to the moon
Stop baby don't go stop here
Never stop living here
Till it eats the heart from your soul
Keeps down the sound of your
Silent sigh
Silent sigh, silent sigh silent sigh
Keeps down all move me down
But don't love eachother
No don't love eachother
Never gonna be the same

Goodbye Blue Sky

Hoje coloco mais um vídeo com animação, com uma obra-prima do Pink Floyd, a música Goodbye Blue Sky, do álbum The Wall. O vídeo é retirado do filme The Wall, e tem uma força visual incrível, cheio de símbolos sinistros que bem representam o horror da guerra.



"Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky"

Oooooooo ooo ooo ooo ooooh(x 2)
Did-did-did-did-you see the frightened ones?
Did-did-did-did-you hear the falling bombs?
Did-did-did-did-you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath the clear blue sky?

Oooooooo ooo ooo ooo ooooh (x 1)
Did-did-did-did-you see the frightened ones?
Did-did-did-did-you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all long gone, but the pain lingers on.

Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky.
Goodbye.(x 2)

Starmoonsun

A música é da banda galesa Gorky's Zygotic Mynci (não me pergunte como se pronuncia), que infelizmente acabou em 2006. O desenho é do mestre Max Fleischer, de 1935 e se chama The Song of Birds, um pequeno conto cuja tristeza pode trazes lágrimas aos olhos dos mais sensíveis. A música acabou casando perfeitamente com o tom do desenho, principalmente quando a banda canta "and when you cry, there is no sky".



I'll tell you something
You can dance till you don't exist
But it never used to be like this

The sun sets over the water
And shines in my eyes
The stars and the moon are falling
Right out of the skies

And when you cry
There is no sky

The sun sets over the water
And shines in my eyes
The stars and the moon are falling
Right out of the skies

la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...

And when you cry
There is no sky

Strawberry Fields Forever

Mais um espetacular cover que Noel faz pra uma música dos Beatles. Pra causar arrepios.

I Hope Tomorrow is Like Today

Guster é uma banda estadunidense cujas músicas já passaram em incontáveis séries da tv e filmes, a exemplo do ótimo Penetras Bom de Bico com essa I Hope Tomorrow is Like Today (gosto desse nome), música simples mas muito bela, tem um certo tom nostálgico, não sei porque sempre lembro de verões passados ouvindo essa música, principalmente dos fins de tarde na praia.



I'm awake you're still sleeping
The sun will rise like yesterday
Everything that we are now
Is everything we can't let go
Or it's gone forever far away

I hope tomorrow is like today
Like today

Don't you go away tomorrow
I don't think I could handle that
You're probably dreaming that you're flying on then
You start to fall
Then you rise
And shine forever
Don't go away

I hope tomorrow is like today
I hope tomorrow is like today

Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
Like today
Na na na na na na na na
Like today
Na na na na na na na na na na
Like today

I hope tomorrow is like today (3x)
Like today

Blue Flower/Blue Flame

Destroyer é uma banda canadense liderada pelo cantor Dan Bejar, que lançou o primeiro álbum em 1995, produzindo-o sozinho em casa. Depois outros membros se juntaram, e lançaram mais 7 álbuns. Blue Flower/Blue Flame abre o oitavo álbum, de 2008, Trouble in Dreams. O estilo de cantar de Dan Bejar lembra muito o de David Bowie.



Ok fine, even the sky looks like wine,
And everywhere I turn there,
a new face in time, stuck inside the well
fresh hands to attend to
Blue Flower, Blue Flame,
A woman by another name is not a woman
Don't know why, don't know when
a cathedral sick of the sky again, says to it;
"Please not now, will you just look at the time, it's standing still! Somewhere applause falls dead on the hillside"
Blue Flower Blue Flame,
a woman by another name is not a woman, Ill tell you what I mean by that, maybe not in seconds flat, maybe not today...
Blue Flower Blue Flame,
a woman by another name is not a woman, Ill tell you what I mean by that, maybe not in seconds flat, maybe never

a gray ashen sadness rises like the sun, oh well, It was time I decided to try this hotel, her world..
Tulip has an inner animal, shes' in it for a good time,
I was on the outs for awhile but now things are alright,
I gave you a flower because foxes travel light,
And a penny for your thoughts was,
never enough,
your head gets filled with that stuff. Your head gets filled with that stuff....

Valerie Plame

The Decemberists é uma banda estadunidense formada em 2000 que faz um som que as vezes lembra o rock progressivo, só que de forma mais amena (seria um progressivo light?). Mas o que eles tocam mesmo é um indie rock do bom. Essa música, Valerie Plame, tem uma homenagem a Hey Jude no minuto final, com um la da da da da da da.. hey hey Valerie Plame.



Oh Valerie Plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
To the world

Dear Valerie Plame
So they made a wreck of you
But give me the rest of you
And I'll give the world

But you were just some silly girl
Taking in the sights of your empire's colony

So I took you into my confidence
Without a thought of consequence
To my heart or to my mind

But Valerie Plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
To the world

La da da de da
la de da da
la de da da da da dada da

Oh Valerie Plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
From up high

Dear Valerie Plame
I'll look for that long exchange
Outside of the Bureau Change
In Shanghai

But I was just some stupid boy on a bus
When your nom de guerre was Codename Caroline

And so my Vespa became your chariot
From the Green Zone Marriott
To be etched upon my mind

But Valerie Plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
To the world

And when they flashed your picture 'cross the screen
How my heart seemed to leap out of me
And they attached a list of your identities
But the one you'll always be

Is Valerie Plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
To the world

Valerie plame
If that really is your name
I would just shout the same
To the world

La da da da da da da.. hey hey Valerie Plame (x3)

Kissing the Beehive

Um dos melhores discos lançados no ano passado se chama At Mount Zoomer, da banda canadense Wolf Parade. A música Kissing the Beehive é desse disco, é um épico de 11 minutos espetacular. O vídeo é um desenho de 1964 chamado The Hangman, no qual um estranho chega numa cidade e começa a enforcar as pessoas uma por uma.



(Dan:) While stone wither our hearts beat regular time
Well the landscapes don't
The rivers flowing by
We're just drifting on my long hands to the sky
And a captain, oh he is never denied

I heard them singing out from shore, hands at the sides
One battle rifle overhead to tear at the sky
We're just drifting on my long hair with the flies
And the captain, oh he is never denied

(Spencer:) As if you didn't know that it would sting
Kissing the beehive
And pissing down the mountain side you believe in the rain
As if you didn't know that it would sting
Kissing the beehive
And fucking up your finger from pushing on the ring
Sing

(Dan:) Well we lay
On frigid shores of light
Leaving nothing in his bitter care, oh
Something strange
It calls tonight
Still we leave nothing in his bitter hand, oh

(Spencer:) I wish I could believe in you
Crashing all the weddings wearing white
We all hate the light lord baby
It's all right, it's all right
I wish I could believe in who you are
You held your cap in the air and you called it a guitar
You put your face on the glass and you called it good cinema, oh
As if you didn't know that it would sting

Oh, oh, ohhhh

Johnathan, Johnathan
Waterfalls are running thin you know
Here's a holy grail for you to hold
Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole

I'm not a wild party
I'm just in union at the show
Put the ring back on and take your husband home
Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole

Radio, radio
Why did you leave Virginia's side
It's an alibi, we all know how the music died
Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole

Johnathan, Johnathan
Waterfalls are running thin you know
Here's a finger made from me for you to hold
Fire in the hole, fire in the hole, fire in the hole

(Dan:) Estranged from the captain's light
And his bitter hand
Estranged from the captain's light
And his bitter hand

Party

Para finalizar a semana da invasão sueca no blog, hoje trago El Perro del Mar, nome artístico da sueca Sarah Assbring.



is it so hard to see?
I don't want to be your friend
I just want to be a part of you
I just want to be a part of you

come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on

bebop bebop a loo la
bebop a loo la

come on over baby
there's a party going on

is it so hard to see?
I don't want to cause more trouble
I just want to be a part of you
I just want to be a part of you

is it so hard to see?
I don't want to stay at home
I just want to be a part of it
I just want to be a part of it

come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on

bebop bebop a loo la
bebop a loo la

come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party going on
come on over baby
there's a party all night long

Hitten

Continuando a invasão sueca. Hoje com a banda Those Dancing Days, formada por 5 garotas de Estocolmo, fazendo um som indie pop alegre e dançante

Come On

Mais invasão sueca. Hoje temos Hell on Wheels, banda sueca com influência dos Pixies.

Young Folks

Mais invasão sueca. Hoje temos o trio Peter, Bjorn & John, com a ótima música Young Folks.



If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me

i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do

i can tell there's something goin' on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i'm still with you

it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you

and we don't care about the young folks
talkin' 'bout the young style
and we don't care about the old folks
talkin' 'bout the old style too
and we don't care about their own faults
talkin' 'bout our own style
all we care 'bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you

talking only me and you
talking only me and you

You Are the Light (By Which I Travel into This and That)

Continuando a invasão sueca. Hoje trago o cantor indie pop Jens Lekman, com uma música do seu primeiro álbum When I Said I Wanted to Be Your Dog, de 2004, disco que traz o que de melhor o indie rock/pop tem a oferecer. Jens Lekman realmente se garante no que faz.



Yeah I got busted
So I used my one phone call
To dedicate
A song to you on the radio

Yeah I got busted
In custody
I imagined our melody
Being played on a grand piano

I saw your face in front of me
It was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you

Chorus:

‘Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that

Yeah I got busted
I painted a dirty word on your old mans Mercedes-Benz
‘Cause he told me to do it

Yeah I got busted
But soon they released me ‘cause the cops were sad
And they didn’t know how to prove it
Ooh

I saw your face in front of me
It was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you

Chorus:

‘Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that

It sounds so obvious, so obvious
Why would anyone need a map or a compass?
It’s so beautiful
To be guided by you
‘Cause you are the light

Chorus:

You are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light light light light
You are the light

Det Tar Tid

Se ontem teve MPB, hoje tem Bossa Nova. Bossa Nova Psicodélica pra ser exato. Dungen é uma banda sueca de rock psicodélico com grandes influencias do jazz, do folk, e porque não um pezinho na bossa nova (pelo menos é o que me parece).
E por falar em banda sueca, a Suécia tá gerando uma leva de bandas boas nesses últimos tempos, por isso, começa hoje a invasão sueca a este humilde blog.

O Bebado e A Equilibrista

Um clássico da música brasileira.



Caía a tarde feito um viaduto
E um bêbado trajando luto
Me lembrou Carlitos
A lua, tal qual a dona do bordel,
Pedia a cada estrela fria
Um brilho de aluguel
E nuvens, lá no mata-borrão do céu,
Chupavam manchas torturadas, que sufoco!
Louco, o bêbado com chapéu-coco
Fazia irreverências mil pra noite do brasil.
Meu brasil
Que sonha com a volta do irmão do Henfil.
Com tanta gente que partiu num rabo de foguete.
Chora a nossa pátria mãe gentil,
Choram Marias e Clarisses no solo do brasil.
Mas sei que uma dor assim pungente
Não há de ser inutilmente, a esperança
Dança na corda bamba de sombrinha
E em cada passo dessa linha pode se machucar
Azar, a esperança equilibrista
Sabe que o show de todo artista
Tem que continuar...

Catch Me Up

Música da ótima banda inglesa Gomez, do seu álbum de 2004, Split the Diference.



Hello, hello, I'm glad to see you
Now we'll only stop to say goodbye
We'll go, we'll go just where we want to
We won't let the others bleed us dry

'Cause I am but a fool for you, that's right
And I got nothing to lose that I'd choose tonight

Come on, come on we should be leaving
But I let another one go by
Oh no, oh no, I couldn't leave you
Though I know they'd like to make me try

'Cause I shot down the moon for you, that's right
'Cause I got something to prove to you tonight

I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up

You know, you know I want to please you
And now's the time to let me try
Will you, will you do as I do?
Will you wait for me to stew or die?

'Cause I don't ever wanna see you cry
Yeah, I will never leave you high and dry
I, yeah, I...

I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah
I will always wait for you to catch me up, yeah

I will always wait for you to catch me
I will always wait for you to catch me
I will always wait for you to catch me
I will always wait for you to catch me

Venus in Furs

A sensual e hiptonizante Venus in Furs, do Velvet Underground.



Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me

I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears

Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart