I Play Music

Quem o diz é Rosie Thomas e nós agradecemos, sorriso nos lábios...

"A linguagem é uma pele: esfrego a minha linguagem contra o outro. É como se tivesse palavras de dedos ou dedos na extremidade das minhas palavras."
Fragmentos de um discurso amoroso, Roland Barthes

Esta é sem dúvida a música de hoje...

Static, Beck aka Obsessão aka Mestre

It's so easy to laugh at yourself
And all those jokes have already been written
Seems like another vain attempt
To let yourself fall out of the oven

Holy mountains, they look so tired
And it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside

Who you foolin' with the fools are right
It's the same thing but it's almost as different
Hard to tell when it pacifies your mind
Leaves you stranded with a broken engine

Lazy desert looks so mangled
Let me drown in a convalescent bliss

Get up from your bed of rest
Been a long time since you've lived
But the static in your mind
Leaves you hollow and unkind
With a shock electric wave
Turns you on

You've been flunked out of the devils house
Delinquent hygienes are so abrasive
Some distortion that's never been known
On the treadmill you've been runnin' forever

Holy mountains, they look so tired
And it's a perfect day to lock yourself inside

Begone

It Still Moves (2003), os My Morning Jacket de Jim James e o seu espantoso universo alt-country, indie e dream pop, ...whatever...
A verdade é que são brilhantes!


Golden

One Big Holiday

Run Thru

oh shit run! oh shit run! oh shit run thru the ghetto
they will hear you
mornin bell tolls at home. rings loud back where I come from. calls me back
often times i would hope and pray. then faith came my way
oh shit run! oh...................
it's what appears to me it's what appears to me
oh shit run! oh...................
it's what appears to me it's what appears to me
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........

Internal Wrangler, o álbum de estreia em 2000 de uma das mais interessantes bandas alternativas da actualidade, os Clinic. Por aqui espera-se ansiosamente o sucessor do excelente Walking with Thee.

Entretanto ouve-se: Return of Evil Bill

Pretty Girls Make Graves, mais uma banda de Seattle com a marca de Phil Ek.

Do álbum The New Romance (2003):
All Medicated Geniuses

We All Lie So Well

The Mekons! Já são velhinhos mas ainda dá para agitar o esqueleto! Oh Yeah!

Hole in the Ground

E hoje apetece-me dançar:

Momento de revelação: amanhã é sexta-feira!!! (incrível a minha perspicácia! Lolol)

Eyes Wide Open

És grande, rapaz!

(Whoa wha-oh)
I got some lovely phantasies
(Whoa wha-oh)
I got some lovely phantasies
And you got some lovely phantasies
Tear off the top, let your memory pop
Its running, running running, running away

A broken heart, two black eyes
but you should see the other guy

Posso saber por que raio ainda não trouxeram cá estes gajos?

Eles andam aí! Apanhem-nos!!! Vá lá!!!! Please!!!!!!!!

Mas como não consigo estar quieta muito tempo, há mesmo quem me chame IndieAbrada ;), cá vou eu voltar aos The Shins

Chutes Too Narrow (2003)

So Says I

Kissing the Lipless

E esta manhã começa calma, tranquila...

Our Endless Numbered Days (2004), Iron & Wine aka Sam Beam.
A grandeza de um excelente songwriter.

Naked As We Came

Recordação do excelente One Foot in The Grave de Mr. Beck

Cyanide Breath Mint

Definitely this is the wrong place to be
There's blood on the futon
There's a kid drinking fire
Going down to the sea
They got people to meet
Shaking hands with themselves
Looking out for themselves

When they ask you for credit
Give them a branch
When they want you to get it
Chew on the grass
I know, I know
'Cos they told me to tell you
There's nothing to tell you
There's nothing to sell you

In the afternoon
Riding the scapegoat
Burning equipment
Decomposing
Cool off your jets
Take off your sweats
I got a funny feeling
They got plastic in the afterlife

When they want you to cry
Leap into the sky
When they suck your mind,
Like a pigeon you'll fly
I know, I know
It's the positive people
Running from their time
Looking for some feeling

Riot for Romance!

Neste seu 4º álbum, os No Knife cruzam sonoridades de bandas como Wire, Gang of Four e the Clash.

Exemplos:
The Red Bedroom

Brush Off

Kill Them With Kindness, os californianos The Jealous Sound

Naïve

The Fold Out

momento de delírio...

adoro a vida
adoro a linguagem
adoro a poesia
adoro a música
adoro o silêncio
adoro a loucura
adoro a calma
adoro os meus amigos
adoro os gritos
adoro a ironia
adoro Deus
adoro o Diabo
adoro tudo a que tenho direito
adoro mousse de chocolate caseira
adoro cerejas
adoro gatos
adoro andar de comboio
adoro água quente
.......

Voltando à comédia...

Serei eu a única pessoa a ver isto?

The Flaming Lips cantam Happy Birthday em honra de Beck, Marissa e o futuro bébé...

Até que ponto isto não é apenas Ironia? O facto de Wayne cantar com a cabeça coberta de fake blood não ajuda...
Ouçam e tirem as vossas próprias conclusões...

A canção do bye bye...

Me Crazy, You Sane, Millionaire

I like you but you live too slow for me and i know that it's hard to set me free
There's about a million things i need to do and not with you.
If you could choose my life would be arranged, i'm sorry but you just can't have this changed
Claiming all my time and space for you, is no can do
- Please don't sue me, you can't undo me, dead end in this lane, me crazy, you sane

For every step i make you make one too and everywhere i look i just see you,
if you keep on ignoring, mental state, I'll suffocate.
It's time for different roads, yeah you agree, get off this stranded love boat, hit the sea,
Afraid of saying goodbye, end is near, well feed your fear.
- Please don't sue me, you can't undo me, dead end in this lane, me crazy, you sane

What has happened to me? The grip she's got over me
If you start wearing shoes on your hand , you know that something is wrong
Who came before me, how come she entangled me
If you measure the day by the metre, you know that something ain't right

Continuo hipnotizada por este disco:

Incrível...

A homenagem ao génio que decidiu, infelizmente, terminar a sua vida aos 26 anos a 25 de Novembro de 1974...


River man

Betty came by on her way
Said she had a word to say
About things today
And fallen leaves.

Said she hadn't heard the news
Hadn't had the time to choose
A way to lose
But she believes.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the plan
For lilac time.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
And all night shows
In summertime.

Betty said she prayed today
For the sky to blow away
Or maybe stay
She wasn't sure.

For when she thought of summer rain
Calling for her mind again
She lost the pain
And stayed for more.

Going to see the river man
Going to tell him all I can
About the ban
On feeling free.

If he tells me all he knows
About the way his river flows
I don't suppose
It's meant for me.

Oh, how they come and go
Oh, how they come and go

Este álbum saiu hoje para as ruas...

Se quiserem ouvir o tal programa sobre o muito saudoso Nick Drake apresentado por Brad Pitt, podem ir aqui.

"Talvez precisemos de uma espécie de ritual antes de um encontro. Talvez fosse melhor encontrarmo-nos primeiro numa daquelas salas onde se visitam os presos. Temos um vidro entre nós. Falamos pelo telefone. Vemos como as coisas correm antes de tentarmos o encontro propriamente dito. Assim, a única tensão sexual seria decidir se devíamos pôr a mão no vidro ou não. E se a qualquer momento não nos sentirmos bem com a situação, basta fazer sinal ao guarda e eles levam a pessoa."
Jerry Seinfeld

Se eu tivesse um programa de rádio, desconfio que dedicaria algumas músicas. Apesar do mau feitio... :)
No entanto, tenho um blog que me possibilita dar largas às mais diversas obsessões, pancadas e manias.

So...
Esta música tem uma letra de que gosto muito pois identifico-me com ela. Dedico a mesma a quem se pretenda apaixonar por mim (deve ler-se: I'm Kidding!):

Absolutely Cuckoo, The Magnetic Fields

Don't fall in love with me yet
We only recently met
True I'm in love with you but
you might decide I'm a nut
Give me a week or two to
go absolutely cuckoo
then, when you see your error,
then, you can flee in terror
like everybody else does
I only tell you this cause
I'm easy to get rid of
but not if you fall in love
Know that I'm the make
and if you make a mistake
my heart will certainly break
I'll have to jump in a lake
and all my friends will blame you
There's no telling what they'll do
It's only fair to tell you
I'm absolutely cuckoo

Um dos livros que arranjei hoje na Feira do Livro.
(Yeah! Este homem rulaaaaa!)

«Jerry Seinfeld não quer deitar abaixo nenhum regime nem sofre com monumentais inquietações metafísicas. Preocupam-no assuntos de verdadeira importância, da insustentável pressão de um primeiro encontro romântico à inutilidade dos programas televisivos de culinária. Os governos vêm e vão, as vedetas gozáveis também, mas o Homem continuará sempre a fazer as mesmas tristes figuras para chamar a atenção das Miúdas Giras. E nunca será descoberta a verdadeira utilidade do odor corporal.

Linguagem Seinfeld é o primeiro livro que parece escrito de propósito para cada leitor: estão aqui dentro quase todas as coisas da nossa vida em que já pensámos mas que nunca tivemos coragem de deitar cá para fora. E, ainda por cima, é um investimento de futuro: daqui a dez, vinte, cinquenta, cem anos, este livro continuará a dizer tanto à humanidade como hoje.

É um livro sobre nada - que é como quem diz, um livro sobre as coisas que realmente importam na vida.» Nuno Markl

Jeff Oakes, Russell Ledford , John Nash, Scott Michalski, Matt Smith

Ladies and Gentlemen: Os Volebeats!

E quem são os Volebeats?
São de Detroit e são constituídos por membros dos Outrageous Cherry, Electric Six e outras bandas da Motor City. Liderados pelo vocalista Jeff Oakes e pelo guitarrista/vocalista Matthew Smith, The Volebeats receberam de Ryan Adams o "título" the best American band" e já se juntou a eles várias vezes em palco.
Alguns dizem que "crosses Hank Williams with the Beach Boys".
Curiosos?

Em escuta: Standing Next To You
I Had To Tell You

Battery dos Aveo (pronuncia-se "a-VAY-o")

Uma das muito interessantes bandas da Barsuk (editora de DCFC, por exemplo), o trio formou-se em 2000 em Seattle e chamou a atenção do produtor Phil Ek (conhecido pelo seu trabalho com os Modest Mouse, entre outros).

Battery (Março 2004) e duas músicas em audição:

Dust that Dreams of Brooms

Frostbitten

Out Of The Blue - Vol. 11/ Various Artists

Presente nesta compilação da Glitterhouse, o antigo Bad Seed Hugo Race e os True Spirit: A.M. Radio

Outro exemplo deste óptimo 11º volume: os Midnight Choir (banda norueguesa com a Americana na alma) e este excelente Will You Carry Me Across The Water?

Pois é: Chris Eckman e o seu excelente novo álbum The Black Field já cá canta!!

Samples aqui (mas aviso já que sabe a pouco!)

Nights Like These (uma das mais encantadoras músicas deste autêntico pedaço de Céu).

So close, that we could fake it
The truth, the dare
A stallion's stare
Had more in the beginning, than we let on
Call them, our drinkin' years
Love's dark harbor, faith's hushed glow
So beautiful
Terribly beautiful

On nights like these
Release me
From the sovereign of your memory

How did we lose what we were given?
Scattered senseless
Caution in a mist
I think I finally know the angle, the entangle
Dragonfly on your lip
Somewhere between, numbness and bliss
Lie them blue hills
And our road of silk

On nights like these
Release me
From the sovereign of your memory

Takin' care of it
Wish we'd done more of that
To call beloved, every stupid stitch
Mercy and forgiveness
Been on the wrong side
The wrong side of that business
Distance and fear, such clever partners
Cool and cunning
Watched you run, than watched you slip

On nights like these
Release me
From the sovereign of your memory

On nights like these
Release me
From the temper of your touch

I think I finally had enough
I think I finally had enough
Yeah I finally had enough

Anybody Wanna Take Me Home, Ryan Adams

So, I am in the twilight of my youth
Not that I'm going to remember
Have you seen the moon tonight, is it full?
Still burning it's embers
The people dancing in the corner
They seem happy, but I am sad
I am still dancing in the coma of the drinks I just had
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Take me to your house and I'll leave you alone
Of course I will, of course I won't
It seems so tragic, but it disappears like magic
Like magic
Like magic

Can you recommend an education or drugs
Because I'm bored with you already
I'm on Broadway and I think it's a parade
I'm covered in pieces of confetti
And I am in the twilight of my youth
Not that I'm going to remember
Dancing and slowly and finding the truth
And it covered in coma
All these people in my life, they seem so in love
Well, I am not
Memorizing my shoes in a cigarette shop
Does anybody wanna take me home?
Does anybody wanna take me home?
I'm kinda lonely, will you take me home?
Of course you will, of course you won't
Of course I'm crass, it seems so tragic
Of course you will, of course you won't
But I'll disappear, I'll disappear
Just like magic
Just like magic
Just like magic

O Amor é como uma febre, nasce e extingue-se sem que a vontade tenha nisso a menor parte (Do Nascimento do Amor, Stendhal).

engraçado...
no entanto, eu tenho vontade de me apaixonar...

Um pouco de Encanto pela manhã e o dia correrá decerto muito bem...

E giro... Já tinha dito que o Jason Pierce é giro?

Ok... Acho que já... ;)

Rated X continua a arrepiar-me... a perfeição existe...

"So put your hand in my hand/And maybe we'll forget/That life had even started/Before our hands had met"

Ontem vi este trailer

Ah Gael, Gael...

Ok... Esta é para os apaixonados!

Hands Down, Dashboard Confessional

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep
This air is blessed, you share with me
This night is wild, so calm and dull
These hearts they race from self-control
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine
We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours, to fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry
Whichever you prefer

The words are hushed, let's not get busted,
Just lay entwined here undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close
they can't hear, so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours, to fill or burst
To break or bury, or wear as jewelry
Whichever you prefer

Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair
That you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet and the gate was locked
So I jumped it, and let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
That you meant it, that you meant it
And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it.

A propósito, Mr. Tim VanHammel é um dos convidados presentes no álbum de estreia do novo projecto de Tom Barman (dEUS) e CJ Bolland, os Magnus.

O disco intitula-se The Body Gave You Everything e podem ouvir aqui 45 segundos de cada faixa... Já não está mal! :)

Os Grandes Eagles Of Death Metal, uma das loucuras de Mr. Josh Homme dos Queens of the Stone Age. Aqui é mais conhecido por Carlo Von Sexron (bateria, voz) e está acompanhado por Jesse "the Devil" Hughes (guitarra, voz) e Timmy "Tipover" VanHamel (guitarra, voz). Este último, fã assumido dos QOTSA, é membro dos dEUS e é o mentor dos excelentes Millionaire. Os QOTSA gostaram tanto deles que convidaram a banda de VanHamel para os acompanhar em tournée. E agora cá está ele junto do seu ídolo... Ah que bonita história de amor! ;)

I only want you (Live at Slims)

When I feel like I get too close I put you right down
I never really leave, I just slip away
Well, it's not my purpose to break your spirit
I'm not really interested in what's in your heart
I don't want you to fall in love now, so please don't start

I only want you

I know that it's terribly cruel but then I like it
Because you try to love me you just can't stay
And I'm not gonna lie just to spare your feelings
Cause watching you suffer feels much better to me
I'm about to lay destruction on you
I'm the lover man that you want me to be
I said well

I only want you

When you see, if you get too close, I'll put you right down
I never really leave, I just slip away
Well, it's not my purpose to break your spirit
I'm not really interested in what's in your heart
But now I have to lay destruction on you
I'm the lover man that you want me to be
I said well

I only want you

Brain damage, Pink Floyd

The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"

Este tipo de novo...


Mas desta vez ele traz a família:

Danielson Famile

Good News for the Puss Pickers

Rallying the Dominoes

God, this is so weird and wonderful... :)

OBRIGATÓRIO!!!

ESTREOU!!!!

Algumas críticas aqui

A curiosidade é elevada e, por isso, aqui a moizinha vai aproveitar o facto de estar a usufruir do feriado municipal do seu local de trabalho para, lá mais para a tarde, ir ver este filme algures em Lx.

E ouvir a música Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometimes pela voz do querido Mestre!

Do mesmo disco, mas numa onda totalmente diferente:

Fuck U (dedicada a... you know who you are!)

There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won't ever meet I remember your name
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
You are scum, you are scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it's time you should go
There's no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can, so fuck you anyway
Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out it must take you all day
There's a space left in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me

Why the fuck why the fuck are you looking at me
(Repeat x 4)

There's a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can't wait for the day that you're never around
When that face isn't here and you rot underground
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway

So fuck you anyway (Repeat x 11)

Já tinha referido este álbum:

Noise, o novo dos excelentes Archive.

Ouvida ontem no Indie pela primeira vez na sua totalidade, a arrebatadora Love Song:

All this time I'm distracted from the world
The world outside of your arms
All I need is here

Try and find, a way to say the things
The things I feel when you smile
They take away my words

You know, that people come and go
It's here for me
When things in life run me down
All I need is you

You wanted a love song
You asked for a love song
You wanted a love song from me
You asked for a love song from me
Now there's a love song for you

Yeah, I know, I don't hear you, I don't see you, I can't feel you
You know, it's always my fault, communication is such a let down
I ain't proud of my behaviour
I thank the lord, you're still here (Repeat x 6)

Yeah I know that I push you
Yeah I know that I push you
Yeah I know, yeah I know, yeah I know that I push you

I know that I push you (Repeat x 7)

Try and find, a way to say the things
The things I feel when you smile
They take away my words
You know, that people come and go
You wanted a love song from me
You asked for a love song from me
Now there's a love song for you

É sempre dia para fazer homenagem a este GRANDE senhor!

O genial novo álbum Virginia Creeper do encantador Grant Lee Phillips (I Love You!)

Ainda o excelente programa Morning Becomes Eclectic da KCRW desta vez com a presença deste songwriter de excepção Grant Lee Phillips e a sua banda (Monday, February 23, 2004)

Obrigatório ouvir!

neste momento, neste minuto perdido do tempo,
sem qualquer espaço, sem qualquer local específico
onde se possa delinear uma vaga e subtil paisagem,
uma possível fuga, uma miraculosa estratégia ou escapatória,
neste momento, fixo no horizonte a realidade que conheço:
tu...

vejo ao longe (e, no entanto, tão distinto)
a tua presença,
o teu semblante liberto de sonhos,
liberto de cadeias, de ilusões.
distante (mas tão distinto),
vejo-te chegar, tropeçando
nas nuvens que se aproximam para te felicitar.
o teu passo é vagaroso, firme e alinhado.
recorda o andar do lobo que avança
para a presa, fixando, hipnotizando...
destemido, avanças passo longo, bem
medido, bem estudado

distingo minuciosamente os traços do
teu rosto
levemente perturbado pelo momento,
revelas uma certa piedade
no entanto, sabes que esse atributo
não foi distribuído aos predadores
e longe de tudo o resto, de tudo o que me
poderia salvar, do nada que ainda conheço,
reconheci a minha derrota

distinguindo ainda o teu porte selvagem
junto a mim,
fechei os olhos e adormeci...

Ainda e sempre este álbum:

Desta vez, também os Death Cab for Cutie no excelente programa Morning Becomes Eclectic da KCRW
(Thursday, October 23, 2003)

DCFC e o seu brilhante Transatlanticism live (from the Museum of TV & Radio in NYC as part of the CMJ Marathon): Listen!

Uma boa forma de começar o dia:

Blur no programa Morning Becomes Eclectic da KCRW a propósito do lançamento do álbum Blur (Wednesday, March 19, 1997)

Entrevista e actuação ao vivo (referem Mestre Beck como uma influência: "hilarious!")

Waiting for a Superman, Flaming Lips aka Gingerale Afternoon

I asked you a question
But I didn't need you to reply
Is it getting heavy??
But then I realized

Is it getting heavy??
Well I thought it was
already as heavy as can be

Is it overwhelming
to use a crane to crush a fly??
A good time for a superman
to lift the Sun into the sky

Cause it's getting heavy
Well I thought it was already as heavy as can be

Tell everyone waiting for a superman
That they should try to hold on best they can
He hasn't dropped them, forgot them or anything
It's just too heavy for a superman to lift

Is it getting heavy??
Well I thought it was
already as heavy as can be

Tell everyone waiting for a superman
That they should try to hold on best they can
He hasn't dropped them, forgot them or anything
It's just too heavy for a superman to lift

Split the Difference, o 4º álbum dos Gomez

Silence

Good News for People Who Love Bad News, o regresso dos excelentes Modest Mouse.

O primeiro avanço: Float On

E do ep Knock Knock Knock (2002)

(que infelizmente me recorda a peça de Jules Romains que estou a dar a uma das turmas de 11º ano...),

este excelente Touch You Touch You

E os Hot Hot Heat de novo!

Desta vez:

Get In or Get Out de Make Up The Breakdown

Make up your mind
Get In or Get Out...
yap!!!

Para animar, o novo de Br. Danielson intitulado Brother is to Son.

Things Against Stuff

E a música que se identifica melhor com o meu estado de espírito hoje é mesmo esta...

Expo '86, Death Cab for Cutie aka Sonho

Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.

But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And i have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

I am waiting for something to go wrong.
I am waiting for familiar resolve.

Sometimes it seems that i don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking i should take that volume back up off the shelf
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself

But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

I am waiting for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
And i am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.

And it's strange
They are basically the same
So i don't ask names anymore.

Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.

The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse [x2]

Não resisto a partilhar o meu horóscopo de hoje:

"The qualities you once thought were so vital in a partner now seem relatively unimportant. Letting go of certain storybook ideals will make it much easier for you to get along with your sweetheart. If you're on your own, you should probably start setting your sights on romantic candidates who are completely opposite to those who attracted you in the past. Aren't you getting a little tired of those detached rebels?"

Christ...

Take Them on, On Your Own, o óptimo segundo disco dos BRMC.

We're All In Love, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

i'll keep it in my head til i know i
until i know that i can leave your doorstep
until i know the conversations cold
i'll hide it in the words until i know i
until i know that i can be alone here
until i know the consequences known

we're all in love with something that we can't see
we're all in love with something that we can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see

i'll throw you out and bring you back later
everything i see's a complication
everyone i've known has come and go
i've fallen in the reason for the passion
everyone needs something for their hands when
when they know they're gonna be alone

we're all in love with something that we can't see
we're all in love with something that we can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see

i'm looking for something to shout
something i know i cannot doubt
i'm looking for something to shout
something i know i cannot doubt
Come on won't you help me out

we're all in love with something that we can't see
we're all in love with something that we can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see
i'm in love with something that i can't see

i'm in love without you
i'm in love without you
i'm in love without you
i'm in love without you
----------------------------
So true!!!

SLB SLB GLORIOSO SLB!!!

A Taça é NOSSA! :)

"Onde aprendeste a sorrir? Parece que foi agora mesmo. Parece que te vi sorrir agora. Sorriso manhoso...

Não. Não quero ter saudades. Não ainda." 16-08-98

e hoje?
será que tenho saudades?
saudades de quê ao certo?
saudades de dizer "amo-te"
saudades de acreditar na totalidade
saudades de certezas que afinal
não existem

saudades do teu sorriso?
saudades tuas?
talvez saudades de mim,
daquela que eu era e que já
não existe
saudades do sonho que me transportava
leve pelas ruas, inocente e feliz

sim, saudades do sonho
pois o amor é um sonho
apenas
um sonho que como todos os outros
tem uma hora para despertar

agora tenho saudades de quê?
de amar talvez
de voltar a acreditar
de voltar a sonhar
saudades de me dar sem receio
saudades de não ter medo
saudades de sorrir
saudades do meu sorriso

navegar, ir na onda, flutuar, afundar...

Iggy e o regresso dos brilhantes e saudosos The Stooges neste Skull Ring, um dos discos do ano 2003.

Little Electric Chair: Iggy & The Stooges - live in Tokyo / Japan (March the 22nd 2004)

Já "todos" sabem que tenho várias paixões musicais...

Este Sir é um desses pedacinhos de céu que me ilumina alguns buracos negros da alma:


I wanna be your dog: Iggy & The Stooges - live in Tokyo / Japan (March the 22nd 2004)

So messed up
I want you here
In my room
I want you here
Now we're gonna be
Face to face
And I'll lay right down
In my favorite place
And now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Well c'mon
Now I'm ready
To close my eyes
And now I'm ready
To close my mind
And now I'm ready
To feel your hand
And lose my heart
On the burning sands
And now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Now I wanna
Be your dog
Well c'mon

remexes nas memórias
perturbas o silêncio
convocas os espíritos
e renuncias

sorris olhando o
vazio e regressas
impenetrável
ao nada

abandonas projectos
espreguiças-te e deslizas
até ao chão
perdes-te e
no fundo
nunca foste tão
sublime

sozinha
mergulhas no
inconsciente
e regressas gotejando
lágrimas
a água e o silêncio
afagam nesse conforto

nada te pertence
e muito menos tu
própria

E agora...

All I need is a soft hand
:suspiro: ;)

Soft Hand, Willard Grant Conspiracy

Flowers on the table
Have all gone south
The clutter that surrounds us
Leaves me with a dry mouth

All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in
All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in

All I need is a soft hand
To ease me in
The only thing we have left
Is skin against skin

There I made you smile
There I made you smile
There I made you smile
Made you smile again

Cut the service on the phone
Don't want anyone to know we're alone
It's so perfect here in bed
Let the sunshine ease us in

There I made you smile
There I made you smile
There I made you smile
Made you smile again

All I need is a soft hand (4 times)
Ease me in (8 times)

Sim, hoje o dia foi bom. Não houve a praia mas houve a carícia do sol nos braços nus, os olhos fechados e o sono embalado pelo suave conforto da amizade. Houve pensamentos felizes, partilha de segredos e esperança de dias melhores. Houve Primavera, cheiro de flores e o Tejo acompanhou-nos. Música. Sempre, claro. Na minha cabeça a toda a hora, muitas e todas especiais, ilustrações de sentimentos, de episódios. Pedaços de mim. A alma esmigalhada que se torna de novo una pela força cosmogónica da música. Bálsamo divino. Sim, acredito no Divino. E sei que existe pelo facto de ela existir.
Foi de facto um dia bom! :)

Ah, mais uma coisinha...

Sei que não vais ler isto mas aqui vai para que todos saibam:

És o MAIOR! E como quem o diz sou eu, só tens é que acreditar ;)
Do fundo do coração, Obrigada por seres único!
(This is not a love song!) Ou então é! Hehehe
Cheers, grande Mestre!

Viva o Sábado e venha de lá a recompensa de uma semana de trabalho aborrecida!
Viva a música, os amigos e a Feira da Ladra!
Viva a bifana no pão e a eventual ida à Costa da Caparica para lavar a alma!
Viva o mau corte de cabelo!
Viva a ironia Sempre, Sempre!
E viva esta música, esta letra e esta banda:

I Wanna Be Adored, Stone Roses

I don't have to sell my soul
he's already in me
I don't need to sell my soul
he's already in me

I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored

I don't have to sell my soul
he's already in me

I don't need to sell my soul
he's already in me

I wanna be adored
I wanna be adored

Adored

I wanna be adored
You adore me
You adore me
You adore me
I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored

wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored

I wanna
I wanna
I wanna be adored

I wanna
I wanna
I gotta be adored

I wanna be adored

E vivam todos os que me visitam neste lar modesto mas de portas abertas anywhere anytime!
Thanks!
Bom fim-de-semana! :)

Hocus Pocus dos Enon.
Uma banda muito interessante!

Shave

e a vida tem algo para oferecer de novo?

Where have all the people gone in my life?
...
And can you spare me of my pain
and can you spare me of my tears?
Oh Uncle Joe...

a verdade é que não sei como estou...

nem alegre nem triste,
nem revoltada nem resignada...

nem quente nem frio
(e eu que sempre fui avessa ao morno)

só me importa o 100%
por isso fico-me pelo nada

A propósito, a recordação de uma lindíssima letra de Paul Simon e da excelente cover dos Red House Painters presente no segundo álbum homónimo da banda:

I am a Rock

A winter's day
In a deep and dark
December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

Sim... Este álbum de novo.
Porque é bom demais, porque faz bem à alma...
Mark Kozelek e os seus Sun Kil Moon.
Ouvindo e viajando...

Living Life do álbum On My Way (2004)

The greenest trees you'll ever see
are the ones in your mind.
All the answers and the dreams
will come to you in time.

Yeah, you are living life
the way you feel.

I know the world around you,
everyone shares the sky.
You never see darkness,
you are the daylight

Yeah, you are living life
the way you feel.

Go away with a smile.
Don't forget about your past.
Don't keep yourself from giving.
I am always watching you,
Be yourself and stayin' true
cause it makes me feel like life's worth living.

The way you feel.

I've never minded where you're going,
I know that change is a part of you.
I'm not gonna hide anymore, I'm gonna listen to myself
and maybe one day I can be real too.

Yeah, you are living life.
Yeah you are, you are living life.
Don't you know that you are living life
the way you feel
and that is real.

Find Your Home (2001) dos Vue.
Garage Rock revival on!

Child for You

O lendário Raw Power de Iggy and The Stooges!
A Iguana no Porto dia 16 de Julho (integrado no festival do Dragão, anteriormente conhecido como festival Lisboa). Waiting...

Gimme Danger

gimme danger, little stranger
and I'll feel you bleed
gimme danger, little stranger
and I'll heal your disease

there's nothing in my dreams
but some ugly memories
kiss me like the ocean breeze

well if you will be my lover
i will shiver and sing
but if you won't be my master
i will do anything

there's nothing left alive
but some dark glassy eyes
raise my fears one more time

come on little danger, die a little stranger
swear you're gonna feel my hell
come on little stranger, die a little later
swear you're gonna feel my hell
swear you're gonna feel my hell

gimme danger
little stranger
gimme danger
little stranger
gimme danger
every day
can you feel it?
can you feel it?
can you feel it?
i gotta feel it
i gotta feel it
i gotta feel it
you gotta feel it, i gotta feel it
i wanna feel it...

Estive a reler coisas que escrevi há 10 anos atrás
.....
....
...

O quanto o mundo mudou
O quanto eu mudei

Podia dizer muito acerca disso mas refiro apenas uma evidência: há dez anos eu era dez anos mais nova...

Sometimes everything is easy

Hoje cheguei do trabalho com vontade de ouvir um dos grandes discos do ano 2003.

Think Thank dos Blur.

Uma das minhas bandas de eleição aka Mania!
(ai Damon... Lolol)

E porque de facto é excelente, regresso ao 13 Violets dos Mother Superior.

Aqui fica para audição Head Hanging Low.

Agradecimentos ao Nuno Calado pela divulgação deste e de outros temas no seu Indiegente :)

Foi uma óptima surpresa!

Das Not Compute dos Division of Laura Lee

Does Compute

Picture us
without looks
picture me
without clothes
I just wanna be loved and
make sure im not being used
bring me back my wisdom
and i ll get ready to choose
all we ever did was easy
you kept me clean
and i owe you
tell me what to do to please you
how to be good
cause i want to
picture us without brains
picture me without guts
I just wanna be different
forget and put it aside
bring me back my wisdom
and i'll get ready to try
all we ever did was easy
you kept me clean
and i owe you
tell me what to do to please you
how to be good
cause i want to
breakdown
blow up
don´t you be nervous now
all we ever did was easy
you kept me clean
and i owe you
tell me what to do to please you
how to be good
cause i want to
breakdown
blow up

Logic Will Break Your Heart
The Stills, uma banda de que já se ouviu falar bastante no mq3 de Mr. Quintão e no programa Bons Rapazes que este último partilha com Mr. Álvaro Costa aka Dj Pasteleira aka Zug (Warrior) aka blogger guy como nós! ;)

The Stills e o vídeo: Changes are no Good

Sim... O último vício!

Fit But You Know It , The Streets

See i reckon you're about an 8 or a 9
maybe even 9 and a half in 4 beers time
that blue top sharp top you've got on is nice
bit too much fake tan though
but yeah you score high
but there's just one little thing that's really
really really really annoying me about you
you see
yeah yeah like i said
you are really fit
but my gosh - Don't you just know it

[Chorus]
I'm not trying to pull you
even though i would like to
I think you are really fit
you're fit but my gosh don't you know it

So when i looked at you standing there
with your horde
I was waiting in the queue looking at the board
wondering wether to have a Burger or chips or
what the strapped wad in my back pocket could afford
when i notice out the corner of my eye
looking toward my direction your eyes
locked on my course
I couldn't concentrate on what i wanted to order
which lost me my place in the queue I waited for
Yeah

[Repeat Chorus]

Whoaaa
Leave it out
are you smokin' something?
why
Just leave it just leave it
we cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
not worth it Mike
Just leave it
(Don't touch me)
It's not worth it
(Don't touch me)
Look I'm alright don't touch me

For a while there i was thinking yeah but what if
picturing myself pullin' with bear white heart wit
staring at you as you were standing there opposite
wether or not you knew i swear you didn't tick
and when that bloke in the white behind us lot queueing
was clocking onto you too yeah i had to admit
that yeah yeah you are fit and yeah i do want it
but i stopped sharking a minute to get chips and drinks

[Repeat Chorus]

Oi
just as you started to make your big advance
with the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand
I was like Nah i can't even know you look grand
but you look sharp there smiling hard suggesting and
beaming away with your hearty hearty looking tan
but i admit the next bit was a spanner in my plan
you walked towards my path but you just brushed right past
and into the arms of that White-shirted man

[Repeat Chorus]

Oi what do i give a **** I got a girlfriend anyway
(Whoaaa)
We've all had a few fair play
I got this Stella I bombed from that Las Cafe
this night's not even begun
and yes yes oh yay

I did fancy you a bit though yeah I must say
I would rather I hadn't put myself on display
but this is just another case of female stopping play
and otherwise total result of a holiday

[Repeat Chorus]

Hahaha

--A parte que eu gosto mais?
É mesmo aquela do "yes yes oh yay"! :) De génio!--

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É assim mesmo!!!

Força!!!

Os !!! e uma das músicas que podem ouvir no site.

Hello? Is this Thing on?


Louden Up Now nos escaparates a 7 de Junho!

Nós já desconfiávamos...

Este homem dormiu com

...


o Pateta!!!
(pelo menos é o que ele diz...)

Porque sigo com atenção as sugestões do Hang the Dj, fui espreitar o site dos dAnCE DAMage. Resultado: gostei!

Vão lá também e ouçam dois temas da banda de Sto. Tirso!

Mr. Cool Mf and his wife! Boss Hog!

De Whiteout: Jaguar