Continuando com o clima Tusta Bar com Nara Leão.
sexta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2010
quinta-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2010
A Volta do Boêmio
Mais uma pra lembrar o Tusta: o grande Nelson Gonçalves. Ah que vontade de tomar uma cerveja gelada agora.
quarta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2010
terça-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2010
Hold Time
A bela e hipnótica música Hold Time de M.Ward foi lançada com o álbum de mesmo nome em 2009. O vídeo é dirigido pelo próprio M.Ward.
You were beyond comprehension tonight
But I understood, I understood
If only I could hold time
Hold time, hold time
Words have failed me tonight, failed me tonight
But you knew what I meant, you knew what I meant
Yeah, you heard what I said the whole time
The whole time, the whole time
And I wrote this song about it
'Cause I didn't care about anyone in this photograph
Yeah, I wrote this song just to remember the endless
Endless summer in your life, endless summer in your life
You were beyond comprehension tonight
But I understood, I understood
If only I could hold time
Hold time, hold time
Words have failed me tonight, failed me tonight
But you knew what I meant, you knew what I meant
Yeah, you heard what I said the whole time
The whole time, the whole time
And I wrote this song about it
'Cause I didn't care about anyone in this photograph
Yeah, I wrote this song just to remember the endless
Endless summer in your life, endless summer in your life
segunda-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2010
sexta-feira, 15 de janeiro de 2010
Parade of Punk Rock T-Shirts
Essa música do Maritime é extremamente viciante (na verdade a banda como um todo).
quinta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2010
Cryin' Smoke
Ganglians é uma banda nova da California, em 2009 lançou seu primeiro álbum, o Monster Head Room, do qual essa música faz parte. É um álbum bem interessante, com influências no rock psicodélico, na surf music, Beach Boys e The Kinks.
quarta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2010
Boys Don't Cry
O Kings of Convenience (na verdade só o Erlend Oye) faz um cover de Boys Don't Cry do The Cure num intervalo nas gravações de um clipe (que já apareceu por aqui). O segundo vídeo é a original.
terça-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2010
Tangerine
Acabo de notar que ainda não postei nenhuma música de uma das melhores bandas que já existiu, o Led Zeppelin. Então hoje trago Tangerine, música do terceiro álbum.
segunda-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2010
Just Ain't Gonna Work Out
Um pouco de soul music de Mayer Hawthorn, com a ótima música Just Ain't Gonna Work Out lançada em 2009.
sábado, 9 de janeiro de 2010
No Rain
O Blind Melon teve início em 1989, mas ao contrário de outras bandas de rock alternativo do início da década de 90, não acompanhou a tendência iniciada com Nirvana, Sound Garden, Pearl Jam, etc, e sim foi buscar suas influências no rock sulista estadunidense (rock, country e blues, só lembrar do The Band), no rock clássico do Led Zeppelin e Greatful Dead, e um pé também no rock psicodélico. Só que uma tragédia interrompeu precocemente a carreira da promissora banda: o vocalista morreu de overdose de cocaína num tour em 1995, o que acabou com a banda com apenas dois álbuns lançados (um terceiro foi lançado após a morte do vocalista em 1996, com músicas que já haviam sido gravadas pelo vocalista de maneira "crua"). Eles vieram a se juntar novamente em 2006 com um novo vocalista, lançaram um disco em 2008, mas eu nunca ouvi. A música No Rain faz parte do álbum de estréia de 1992, chamado Blind Melon.
Ooooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watching the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view
But it's not sane, it's not sane
I just want someone to say to me no, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake, yea-ah
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
Escape......escape......escape......
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
You don't like my point of view
You think that I'm insane
It's not sane, It's not sane
I just want someone to say to me no, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake, yea-ah
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I'll have it made
And I'll have it made, oh
Lord no no
You know I'm really gonna, really gonna have it made
You know I'll have it made
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
Ooooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watching the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view
But it's not sane, it's not sane
I just want someone to say to me no, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake, yea-ah
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
Escape......escape......escape......
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
You don't like my point of view
You think that I'm insane
It's not sane, It's not sane
I just want someone to say to me no, oh, oh, oh
I'll always be there when you wake, yea-ah
You know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I'll have it made
And I'll have it made, oh
Lord no no
You know I'm really gonna, really gonna have it made
You know I'll have it made
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh
sexta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2010
Movin' On Up
Grande clássico da década de 90 do Primal Scream, banda escoscesa formada em 1982 e na ativa até hoje, que tem influencias dos Rolling Stones ao The Clash e Sex Pistols. Essa música tem uma inconfundível pegada a Rolling Stones.
quinta-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2010
Fa Fa Fa
Datarock é uma banda norueguesa formada em 2000 e faz um rock eletrônico dançante com influencias do Talking Heads e Happy Mondays. A música é do primeiro álbum, também intutulado Datarock.
I need a shot
I need a shot of ambition
I need a hit
I need a hit of nutrition
I need a fix
I need to fix my ignition
If you want to whip me into shape
I need a plan or a mission
Cause I'm gunna ride fast, going nowhere
And I left my brain in the past
I'm gunna ride fast
To where I don't care
I need a shot
I need a shot of ambition
I need a hit
I need a hit of nutrition
I need a fix
I need to fix my ignition
If you want to whip me into shape
I need a plan or a mission
Cause I'm gunna ride fast, going nowhere
And I left my brain in the past
I'm gunna ride fast
To where I don't care
quarta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2010
Bay of Pigs
Essa música do Destroyer é uma das melhores de 2009, pelo menos das que eu ouvi.
Soon.
Soon.
Listen, I've been drinking
as our house lies in ruin.
I don't know what I'm doing
alone in the dark
at the park or at the pier,
watching ships disappear in the rain.
The world's just bones.
The world is black stones dressed up in the rain
with no place to go but home-
just like Nance.
On a night like this, why, she's pro-stars, pro-sky.
All lit up and sick of fighting
beneath the diseased lighting of the discotheque at night.
It don't mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It don't mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It's got that swing.
I've seen it all. I've seen it all.
Magnolia's a girl. Her heart's made of wood.
As apocalypses go, that's pretty good.
Sha-la-la, wouldn't you say?
Please remove your spurs.
Come to think of it, remove your antlers.
Haven't seen you for ages.
I still fly into rages at the mention of your name,
Christine White.
I think about you often, off in the desert,
laughing your head off in the Forest of the Night.
Say a prayer for the light.
So now I live well. I live in the mine.
I'm still slinging mud at the towers all the time.
I took a walk
and threw up in an English Garden.
I was born in the North, but my father's from the South.
Love is a political beast with jaws for a mouth. I don't care!
You're upset- and have every right to be.
Regretfully, you decline.
Every night was a waste of time.
Every night. Every night. Every night.
You were on the side of good.
I was inside of the sea's guts,
a crumbling beauty trapped in a river of ice.
A crumbling beauty trapped in Paradise,
oh yes, it was Paradise!
The tide comes in and the tide goes out again.
I suppose this is the kind of thing we see every day.
The tide comes in. The tide goes away.
Oh, the tide comes in. Yeah, the tide. Yes, the tide.
A ransom note written on the night sky above
reminds me what-in-particular about this wine I love.
Like a punctured beast, better-off dead,
compliments going to my head:
La-da-da, la-da-da!
And speaking of my mind (the Sunflower),
and speaking of a world turning sour on you,
I was twenty years old in 1992.
I was bathed in golden sunlight, alright?
I was ripped on dope. You were a ray of sunshine.
I was a hopeless romantic. You were swine.
You've got to spend money to make money.
You've got to stop calling me "honey".
Oh world! You fucking explosion that turns us around!
The searchlight slumps over, so sick of the night,
and the kids on the boats, busted in the shipyard
going down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
You traveled light (all night, every night),
to arrive at the conclusion
of the world's inutterable secret,
and you shut your mouth.
I've seen it all. I've seen it all. I've seen it all.
Free and easy. Gentle. Gentle.
The wind through the trees makes you mental for me.
Nancy, in a state of crisis, on a cloud.
Soon. Soon.
Soon.
Soon.
Listen, I've been drinking
as our house lies in ruin.
I don't know what I'm doing
alone in the dark
at the park or at the pier,
watching ships disappear in the rain.
The world's just bones.
The world is black stones dressed up in the rain
with no place to go but home-
just like Nance.
On a night like this, why, she's pro-stars, pro-sky.
All lit up and sick of fighting
beneath the diseased lighting of the discotheque at night.
It don't mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It don't mean a thing. It never means a thing.
It's got that swing.
I've seen it all. I've seen it all.
Magnolia's a girl. Her heart's made of wood.
As apocalypses go, that's pretty good.
Sha-la-la, wouldn't you say?
Please remove your spurs.
Come to think of it, remove your antlers.
Haven't seen you for ages.
I still fly into rages at the mention of your name,
Christine White.
I think about you often, off in the desert,
laughing your head off in the Forest of the Night.
Say a prayer for the light.
So now I live well. I live in the mine.
I'm still slinging mud at the towers all the time.
I took a walk
and threw up in an English Garden.
I was born in the North, but my father's from the South.
Love is a political beast with jaws for a mouth. I don't care!
You're upset- and have every right to be.
Regretfully, you decline.
Every night was a waste of time.
Every night. Every night. Every night.
You were on the side of good.
I was inside of the sea's guts,
a crumbling beauty trapped in a river of ice.
A crumbling beauty trapped in Paradise,
oh yes, it was Paradise!
The tide comes in and the tide goes out again.
I suppose this is the kind of thing we see every day.
The tide comes in. The tide goes away.
Oh, the tide comes in. Yeah, the tide. Yes, the tide.
A ransom note written on the night sky above
reminds me what-in-particular about this wine I love.
Like a punctured beast, better-off dead,
compliments going to my head:
La-da-da, la-da-da!
And speaking of my mind (the Sunflower),
and speaking of a world turning sour on you,
I was twenty years old in 1992.
I was bathed in golden sunlight, alright?
I was ripped on dope. You were a ray of sunshine.
I was a hopeless romantic. You were swine.
You've got to spend money to make money.
You've got to stop calling me "honey".
Oh world! You fucking explosion that turns us around!
The searchlight slumps over, so sick of the night,
and the kids on the boats, busted in the shipyard
going down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
You traveled light (all night, every night),
to arrive at the conclusion
of the world's inutterable secret,
and you shut your mouth.
I've seen it all. I've seen it all. I've seen it all.
Free and easy. Gentle. Gentle.
The wind through the trees makes you mental for me.
Nancy, in a state of crisis, on a cloud.
Soon. Soon.
terça-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2010
Over It
Música do álbum do ano passado da banda veterana Dinousaur Jr., que está na ativa desde 1983 (mas em 1997 a banda se separou, e voltou em 2005).
segunda-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2010
You Are So Beautiful
Começando o ano novo com Joe Cocker, com uma versão belíssima de You Are So Beautiful.
terça-feira, 29 de dezembro de 2009
The New Year
Dias de ausência no blog: viagem de Natal, recesso no estudos, preguiça generalizada, e agora viajar pra passar o ano novo em Pipa. Então, essa é a útlima atualização do ano. Na primeira semana de janeiro acaba minha folga, o que significa que o blog volta a ser atualizado diariamente.
Feliz ano novo para todos que visitam o blog (são poucos eu sei, mas o suficiente para me manter sempre em dia com esse espaço), que o próximo ano seja um ano em que possamos nos aprimorar sempre mais como seres humanos, que as artes sempre possam nos proporcionar os verdadeiros sentimentos, a verdadeira beleza das coisas, a verdadeira essência de nós mesmos, que novas músicas sejam criadas para arrebatar nossos ouvidos e corações, e que possamos descobrir novas belezes em músicas do passado. A boa música nunca vai morrer, amém.
E por falar em música, não posso esquecer o motivo do blog, e nada mais apropriado do que fechar o ano com a música The New Year, da banda Death Cab for Cutie. Até ano que vem, que já começa com show de Jorge Ben na praia, no dia 2. Estarei lá.
So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For selfl assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that can hold us back.
There'd be no distance that could hold us back [x2]
So this is the new year [x4]
Feliz ano novo para todos que visitam o blog (são poucos eu sei, mas o suficiente para me manter sempre em dia com esse espaço), que o próximo ano seja um ano em que possamos nos aprimorar sempre mais como seres humanos, que as artes sempre possam nos proporcionar os verdadeiros sentimentos, a verdadeira beleza das coisas, a verdadeira essência de nós mesmos, que novas músicas sejam criadas para arrebatar nossos ouvidos e corações, e que possamos descobrir novas belezes em músicas do passado. A boa música nunca vai morrer, amém.
E por falar em música, não posso esquecer o motivo do blog, e nada mais apropriado do que fechar o ano com a música The New Year, da banda Death Cab for Cutie. Até ano que vem, que já começa com show de Jorge Ben na praia, no dia 2. Estarei lá.
So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For selfl assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogues bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that can hold us back.
There'd be no distance that could hold us back [x2]
So this is the new year [x4]
quarta-feira, 23 de dezembro de 2009
Twelve Days of Christmas
O Belle and Sebastian cantam uma música de Natal:
On the first day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the second day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the third day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!
On the first day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
A partridge in a pear tree.
On the second day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the third day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!
terça-feira, 22 de dezembro de 2009
Christmas at the Zoo
De volta a João Pessoa depois de 4 dias em Maceió pra fazer concurso, e de volta ao blog obviamente. Essa semana é Natal, então só músicas de Natal, ou no meu caso, músicas das bandas que eu gosto que tenha a ver com Natal. Começando com The Flaming Lips, com a música Christmas at the Zoo, do álbum Clouds Taste Metallic.
There wasn't any snow on Christmas eve and I knew what I
should do, I thought I'd free the animals all locked up at the zoo
I opened up the fence where the peacocks were, the lamas were
unleashed the snakes and seals could all get out, but they
Refused to leave....
All of the animals agreed they're not happy at the zoos
But they preferred to save themselves, they seemed to think
they could...
The elephants, orangutans, all the birds and kangaroos all said
thanks but no thanks man, but to be concerned is good...
It started to snow on Christmas Eve in the middle of the night
walkin through the state park zoo and everything is white...
There wasn't any snow on Christmas eve and I knew what I
should do, I thought I'd free the animals all locked up at the zoo
I opened up the fence where the peacocks were, the lamas were
unleashed the snakes and seals could all get out, but they
Refused to leave....
All of the animals agreed they're not happy at the zoos
But they preferred to save themselves, they seemed to think
they could...
The elephants, orangutans, all the birds and kangaroos all said
thanks but no thanks man, but to be concerned is good...
It started to snow on Christmas Eve in the middle of the night
walkin through the state park zoo and everything is white...
sexta-feira, 18 de dezembro de 2009
Liberdade
Música de Marcelo Camelo que está em seu cd solo, "Sou", lançado em 2008. Esse dueto com Dominguinhos ficou espetacular, e a música é belíssima.
Perceber aquilo que se tem de bom no viver é um dom
Daqui não
Eu vivo a vida na ilusão
Entre o chão e os ares
Vou sonhando em outros ares, vou
Fingindo ser o que eu já sou
Fingindo ser o que eu já sou
Mesmo sem me libertar eu vou
É Deus, parece que vai ser nós dois até o final
Eu vou ver o jogo se realizar de um lugar seguro
De que vale ser aqui
De que vale ser aqui
Onde a vida é de sonhar?
Liberdade
Perceber aquilo que se tem de bom no viver é um dom
Daqui não
Eu vivo a vida na ilusão
Entre o chão e os ares
Vou sonhando em outros ares, vou
Fingindo ser o que eu já sou
Fingindo ser o que eu já sou
Mesmo sem me libertar eu vou
É Deus, parece que vai ser nós dois até o final
Eu vou ver o jogo se realizar de um lugar seguro
De que vale ser aqui
De que vale ser aqui
Onde a vida é de sonhar?
Liberdade
quarta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2009
Objects Of My Affection
Música do trio sueco Peter, Bjorn e John. O vocal tá lembrando John Lennon.
I remember when, when i first moved here,
a long time ago,
´cause i heard some song i used to hear back then,
a lone time ago.
i remember when, even further back,
in another town,
´cause i saw something written i used to say back then,
hard to comprehend
and the question is, was i more alive
then than i am now?
i happily have to disagree;
i laugh more often now, i cry more often now,
i am more me.
but of cause some days, i just lie around
and hardly exist,
and can´t tell apart what i´m eating
from my hand or my wrist.
´cause flesh is flesh, flesh as flesh as flesh,
the difference is thin.
but life has a certian ability or breating new
life into me,
so i breathe it in.
it says here we are, and we all are here,
and you still can make sense,
if you just show up and present an honest face,
instead of that grin.
and the other day, this new friend of mine
said something to me
"just because something starts differently,
doesn´t mean it´s worth less."
and i soaked it in, how i soaked it in,
how i soaked it in
and just as to prove how right he was,
then you came.
so i´m gonna give, yes i´m gonna give,
i´m gonna give you a try,
so i´m gonna give, yes i´m gonna give,
i´m gonna give you a try
I remember when, when i first moved here,
a long time ago,
´cause i heard some song i used to hear back then,
a lone time ago.
i remember when, even further back,
in another town,
´cause i saw something written i used to say back then,
hard to comprehend
and the question is, was i more alive
then than i am now?
i happily have to disagree;
i laugh more often now, i cry more often now,
i am more me.
but of cause some days, i just lie around
and hardly exist,
and can´t tell apart what i´m eating
from my hand or my wrist.
´cause flesh is flesh, flesh as flesh as flesh,
the difference is thin.
but life has a certian ability or breating new
life into me,
so i breathe it in.
it says here we are, and we all are here,
and you still can make sense,
if you just show up and present an honest face,
instead of that grin.
and the other day, this new friend of mine
said something to me
"just because something starts differently,
doesn´t mean it´s worth less."
and i soaked it in, how i soaked it in,
how i soaked it in
and just as to prove how right he was,
then you came.
so i´m gonna give, yes i´m gonna give,
i´m gonna give you a try,
so i´m gonna give, yes i´m gonna give,
i´m gonna give you a try
terça-feira, 15 de dezembro de 2009
So Here We Are
Essa música faz parte do ótimo álbum de estréia da banda inglesa Bloc Party, lançado em 2005, chamado Silent Alarm. A banda tem suas influências na sonoridade da década de 80, notadamente The Cure e Sonic Youth.
I caught a glimpse, but its been forgotten
So here we are again
I made a vow, to carry you home... home
I really tried to do what you wanted
It all went wrong again
I made a vow, to carry you home
If you fall sick, if you pass out
I figured it out, I can see again
I caught a glimpse, but its been forgotten
So here we are again
I made a vow, to carry you home... home
I really tried to do what you wanted
It all went wrong again
I made a vow, to carry you home
If you fall sick, if you pass out
I figured it out, I can see again
segunda-feira, 14 de dezembro de 2009
Running Dry
Ontem foi um domingo regado a cerveja e boa música aqui em casa, e obviamente não faltou a lenda viva Neil Young. Esta música, Running Dry, está no segundo disco, de 1969, e ontem rolou duas vezes seguidas, merecidamente.
Oh, please help me, oh please help me,
I'm livin' by myself.
I need someone to comfort me,
I need someone to tell.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies,
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized.
I left my love with ribbons on
And water in her eyes.
I took from her the love I'd won
And turned it to the sky.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies,
My cruelty has punctured me
And now I'm running dry.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies.
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized.
Oh, please help me, oh please help me,
I'm livin' by myself.
I need someone to comfort me,
I need someone to tell.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies,
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized.
I left my love with ribbons on
And water in her eyes.
I took from her the love I'd won
And turned it to the sky.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies,
My cruelty has punctured me
And now I'm running dry.
I'm sorry for the things I've done,
I've shamed myself with lies.
But soon these things are overcome
And can't be recognized.
quinta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2009
Miss Trudy
Música da banda galesa Gorky's Zygotic Mynci, que gravita em torno do folk, psicodélico e rock com extrema beleza em suas melodias. Pena que terminou em 2006, mas pelo menos deixou um legado de 10 álbuns (pra constar, o primeiro disco é de 1992).
I was about 7 when I first started having violin lessons.
One minute she was fine, the next she started throwing her violins across the room.
Miss Trudy, she teaches all the girls to sing
Miss Trudy, she teaches the violin
But when the girls turned into pretty, pretty things she
Dried her eyes and cried.
Miss Trudy, she smashed up all her violins
Miss Trudy, she taught all the girls to sing
And when she cries, she cries for only her
The remains of twenty wooden violins scattered across the floor
And when she cries, she cries only for her
Her teardrops fall on my violin on the floor
Miss Trudy, at least you taught the girls to sing
I was about 7 when I first started having violin lessons.
One minute she was fine, the next she started throwing her violins across the room.
Miss Trudy, she teaches all the girls to sing
Miss Trudy, she teaches the violin
But when the girls turned into pretty, pretty things she
Dried her eyes and cried.
Miss Trudy, she smashed up all her violins
Miss Trudy, she taught all the girls to sing
And when she cries, she cries for only her
The remains of twenty wooden violins scattered across the floor
And when she cries, she cries only for her
Her teardrops fall on my violin on the floor
Miss Trudy, at least you taught the girls to sing
quarta-feira, 9 de dezembro de 2009
Popular
Ontem foi feriado, portanto nada de atualização, passei quase o dia todo vendo True Blood, a segunda temporada, e estudei um tantinho.
Voltando à programação normal hoje tem Nada Surf, uma banda que se iniciou na década de 90, e fez um certo sucesso no mainstream com essa deliciosa música de 1996 lançada com o primeiro álbum da banda. A banda ainda está na ativa e continua fazendo um indie que , se não inova, pelo menos se mantém sempre agradável, com seus 5 álbuns lançados.
Three important rules for breaking up
Don't put off breaking up when you know you want to
Prolonging the situation only makes it worse
Tell him honestly, simply, kindly, but firmly
Don't make a big production
Don't make up an elaborate story
This will help you avoid a big tear jerking scene
If you wanna date other people say so
Be prepared for the boy to feel hurt and rejected
Even if you've gone together for only a short time,
And haven't been too serious,
There's still a feeling of rejection
When someone says she preferres the company of others
To your exclusive company,
But if you're honest, and direct,
And avoid making a flowery emotional speech when you brake the news,
The boy will respect you for your frankness,
And honestly he'll apeciate the kind of straight foward manner
In which you told him your decision
Unless he's a real jerk or a cry baby you will remain friends
I'm head of the class
'm popular
I'm a quarter back
I'm popular
My mom says I'm a catch
I'm popular
I'm never last picked
I got a cheerleader chick
Being attractive is the most important thing there is
If you wanna catch the biggest fish in your pond
You have to be as attractive as possible
Make sure to keep your hair spotless and clean
Wash it at least every two weeks
Once every two weeks
And if you see Jhonny football hero in the hall
Tell him he played a great game
Tell him you like his article in the newspaper
I'm the party star
I'm popular
I've got my own car
I'm popular
I'll never get caught
I'm popular
I make football bets
I'm a teachers pet.
I propose we support a one month limit on going steady
I think It will keep you both more able to deal with weird situation
And get to know more people
I think if you're ready to go out with Johnny
Now's the time to tell him about your one month limit
He wont mind he'll apreciate your fresh look on dating
And once you've dated someone else you can date him again
I'm sure he'll like it
Everyone will appreciate it
You so novel what a good idea
You can keep your time to your self
You don't need date insurance
You can go out with whoever you want to
Every boy, every boy, in the whole world could be yours
If you'll just listen to my plan
THE TEENAGE GUIDE TO POPULARITY
Voltando à programação normal hoje tem Nada Surf, uma banda que se iniciou na década de 90, e fez um certo sucesso no mainstream com essa deliciosa música de 1996 lançada com o primeiro álbum da banda. A banda ainda está na ativa e continua fazendo um indie que , se não inova, pelo menos se mantém sempre agradável, com seus 5 álbuns lançados.
Three important rules for breaking up
Don't put off breaking up when you know you want to
Prolonging the situation only makes it worse
Tell him honestly, simply, kindly, but firmly
Don't make a big production
Don't make up an elaborate story
This will help you avoid a big tear jerking scene
If you wanna date other people say so
Be prepared for the boy to feel hurt and rejected
Even if you've gone together for only a short time,
And haven't been too serious,
There's still a feeling of rejection
When someone says she preferres the company of others
To your exclusive company,
But if you're honest, and direct,
And avoid making a flowery emotional speech when you brake the news,
The boy will respect you for your frankness,
And honestly he'll apeciate the kind of straight foward manner
In which you told him your decision
Unless he's a real jerk or a cry baby you will remain friends
I'm head of the class
'm popular
I'm a quarter back
I'm popular
My mom says I'm a catch
I'm popular
I'm never last picked
I got a cheerleader chick
Being attractive is the most important thing there is
If you wanna catch the biggest fish in your pond
You have to be as attractive as possible
Make sure to keep your hair spotless and clean
Wash it at least every two weeks
Once every two weeks
And if you see Jhonny football hero in the hall
Tell him he played a great game
Tell him you like his article in the newspaper
I'm the party star
I'm popular
I've got my own car
I'm popular
I'll never get caught
I'm popular
I make football bets
I'm a teachers pet.
I propose we support a one month limit on going steady
I think It will keep you both more able to deal with weird situation
And get to know more people
I think if you're ready to go out with Johnny
Now's the time to tell him about your one month limit
He wont mind he'll apreciate your fresh look on dating
And once you've dated someone else you can date him again
I'm sure he'll like it
Everyone will appreciate it
You so novel what a good idea
You can keep your time to your self
You don't need date insurance
You can go out with whoever you want to
Every boy, every boy, in the whole world could be yours
If you'll just listen to my plan
THE TEENAGE GUIDE TO POPULARITY
segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009
Threads
Que achado essa banda de pós-rock texana, This Will Destroy You, que eu coloquei no último post. Hoje repito a dose com mais uma música de tirar o fôlego.
sexta-feira, 4 de dezembro de 2009
I Believe In Your Victory
A maioria das propagandas de carro que eu vejo ultimamente tem músicas boas. A última que me chamou muito a atenção foi o comercial do Chevrolet Captiva, na qual um cara faz um desenho gigante do rosto da mulher na areia. Nesse comercial toca uma música que é um espetáculo, eu pensei inicialmente que fosse da banda Explosions in the Sky, banda do Texas de pós-rock que eu adoro, mas não consegui identificar a música. Então fui pesquisar e descobri que na verdade se trata de outra banda de pós-rock do Texas que eu não conhecia, chamada This Will Destroy You. Eles tem um álbum lançado em 2008, que vou tratar de ouvir o quanto antes, porque a tirar por essa música, I Believe in your Victory, deve ser um espetáculo de disco.
quinta-feira, 3 de dezembro de 2009
New Romantic
Essa coisinha lindinha aí do vídeo é a Laura Marling, cantora inglesa de folk de apenas 19 anos que já mostra grande talento, tem um álbum lançado. Ela me lembrou de cara a Joni Mitchel, o que já me ganhou de primeira (além de ser, como já disse, muito lindinha).
I know I said I loved you but I'm thinking I was wrong,
I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty young,
and I never meant to hurt you when I wrote you ten love songs.
but a guy that I could never get 'cause his girlfriend was pretty fit
and everyone who knew her loved her so.
and I made you leave her for me and now I'm feeling pretty mean,
but my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know.
Maybe I should give up, give in,
give up trying to be thin,
give up and turn into my mother,
god knows I love her.
and I'm sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state,
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware.
I would never love a man 'cause love and pain go hand in hand
and I can't do it again.
So we stayed up late one night to try and get our problems right,
but I couldn't get into his head just what was going through my mind,
and I think he knew where I was going
he put Ryan Adams on
I think he thinks it makes me weak
it only ever makes me strong.
I've got this friend who sounds just like him,
now he's the man I'd leave you for, the man that I just adore like you.
The same man, he turns to me he said I've got to tell you how i feel,
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
if god could make the perfect girl for me it would be you
and my god told me not tell about how much do you love your fella?"
I don't know more everyday
not in this new romantic way.
I'll always be your first love, you'll always be my first love.
And I'm sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware,
I will never love a man 'cause I could never hurt a man in this way.
I will never love a man cause I could never hurt a man, not in this new romantic way.
I know I said I loved you but I'm thinking I was wrong,
I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty young,
and I never meant to hurt you when I wrote you ten love songs.
but a guy that I could never get 'cause his girlfriend was pretty fit
and everyone who knew her loved her so.
and I made you leave her for me and now I'm feeling pretty mean,
but my mind has fucked me over more times than any man could ever know.
Maybe I should give up, give in,
give up trying to be thin,
give up and turn into my mother,
god knows I love her.
and I'm sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state,
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware.
I would never love a man 'cause love and pain go hand in hand
and I can't do it again.
So we stayed up late one night to try and get our problems right,
but I couldn't get into his head just what was going through my mind,
and I think he knew where I was going
he put Ryan Adams on
I think he thinks it makes me weak
it only ever makes me strong.
I've got this friend who sounds just like him,
now he's the man I'd leave you for, the man that I just adore like you.
The same man, he turns to me he said I've got to tell you how i feel,
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
if god could make the perfect girl for me it would be you
and my god told me not tell about how much do you love your fella?"
I don't know more everyday
not in this new romantic way.
I'll always be your first love, you'll always be my first love.
And I'm sorry to which ever man should meet my sorry state
watch my steady lonesome gait and beware,
I will never love a man 'cause I could never hurt a man in this way.
I will never love a man cause I could never hurt a man, not in this new romantic way.
quarta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2009
I'm Amazed
Colocando My Morning Jacket mais uma vez essa semana.
im amazed in the quiet ocean
im amazed at your wrong devotion
im amazed at what the people saying
im amazed by a divided nation
like the middle of the earth
i get disrupted
im amazed at all that has been
im amazed at all who be
im amazed at the tv stations
im amazed what they want me to believe
after all is said and done
now lets seek justice
im amazed at the evoltion
im amazed at the lack of faith
im amazed at love we are rejected
im amazed that we accepted this place
like the middle of the earth and the middle of the ages
like a river i get disrupted
im amazed
im amaaaaaaaaaazed......
im amazed
im amazed in the quiet ocean
im amazed at your wrong devotion
im amazed at what the people saying
im amazed by a divided nation
like the middle of the earth
i get disrupted
im amazed at all that has been
im amazed at all who be
im amazed at the tv stations
im amazed what they want me to believe
after all is said and done
now lets seek justice
im amazed at the evoltion
im amazed at the lack of faith
im amazed at love we are rejected
im amazed that we accepted this place
like the middle of the earth and the middle of the ages
like a river i get disrupted
im amazed
im amaaaaaaaaaazed......
im amazed
terça-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2009
No One's Gonna Love You
Band of Horses é uma banda de Seattle formada em 2004, tem dois discos, e os dois são muito bons, as músicas são todas belíssimas, e a voz do vocalista as vezes lembra Neil Young.
It's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
And anything to make you smile
It is my better side of you to admire
But they should never take so long
Just to be over then back to another one
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone,
They could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.
Anything to make you smile
You are the ever-living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off
Or you liked it that way
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone
They should have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard
It's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
And anything to make you smile
It is my better side of you to admire
But they should never take so long
Just to be over then back to another one
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone,
They could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.
Anything to make you smile
You are the ever-living ghost of what once was
I never want to hear you say
That you'd be better off
Or you liked it that way
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
But someone
They should have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard
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