Alguns álbuns bastante interessantes que tenho ouvido:

Aimee Mann - The Forgotten Arm
Aldina Duarte - Apenas o Amor (PT)
Common - Be
Epic 45 - Against The Pull of Autumn
Felix Laband - DarkDays Exit
Gorillaz - Demon Days
K-os - Joyful Rebellion
Larry Levan - Live @ Paradise Garage
Lura - di Korpo Ku Alma
Mandrágora - Mandrágora (PT)
Manual - Azure Vista
Rocky Marsiano - Pyramid Sessions (PT)
Roisin Murphy - Ruby Blue
Tom Vek - We Have Sound
V.A. - Verve Remixed 3
Whitey - The Light at the End of the Tunnel is a Train
Wim Mertens - Un Respiro
Yann Tiersen - Les Retrouvailles


recomendo!

Donna Maria "Foi Deus" (original de Amália Rodrigues)

Não sei, não sabe ninguém
Por que canto o Fado
Neste tom magoado
De dor e de pranto
E neste tormento
Todo o sofrimento
Eu sinto que a alma
Cá dentro se acalma
Nos versos que canto

Foi Deus
Que deu luz aos olhos
Perfumou as rosas
Deu oiro ao sol
E prata ao luar
Foi Deus que me pôs no peito
Um rosário de penas
Que vou desfiando
E choro a cantar
E pôs as estrelas no céu
E fez o espaço sem fim
Deu o luto às andorinhas
Ai, e deu-me esta voz a mim

Se canto
Não sei o que canto
Misto de ventura
Saudade ternura
E talvez amor
Mas sei que cantando
Sinto o mesmo quando
Se tem um desgosto
E o pranto no rosto
Nos deixa melhor

Foi Deus
Que deu voz ao vento
Luz ao firmamento
E deu o azul às ondas do mar
Foi Deus
Que me pôs no peito
Um rosário de penas
Que vou desfiando
E choro a cantar
Fez poeta o rouxinol
Pôs no campo o alecrim
Deu as flores à primavera
Ai, e deu-me esta voz a mim.

poema de Alberto Janes

I Am Kloot "Over My Shoulder"

Shut your mouth and watch my lips
Can't you feel the healing fingertips
Coming down on you like rain
So tell me now whether we remain

Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know

I used to work night and day
Nobody listened to a word I'd say
I didn't care you knew me then
Someone stupid asked if we were friends, when...

Over my shoulder it goes
Back to a bar, that we both used to know

Shut your mouth and watch my lips
Can't you feel the healing fingertips
Coming down on you like rain
So tell me now whether we remain

Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know

Over my shoulder it goes
And where it lands, you don't want to know

now playing -> harmonic 33 "optigan"

uma óptima descoberta
num pássaro azul perto de si

The Postal Service "We Will Become Silhouettes"

I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,
And pictures of you and i'm not coming out
Until this is all over
And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends
At the cracks
And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending
The echoes belong to someone
Someone i used to know

And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...

I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet,
But all the news reports recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make our cells
Divide at an alarming rate until our shells
Simply cannot hold all our insides in,
And that's when we'll explode
(and it won't be a pretty sight)

And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
Ba ba ba...
And we'll become
And we'll become

The Killers "Somebody Told Me"

Breaking my back just to know your name
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game
I'm breaking my back just to know your name
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumour ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential

Ready? Let's roll onto something new
Taking its toll and I'm leaving without you
Ready? Let's roll onto something new
But heaven ain't close in a place like this
Anything goes but don't blink you might miss
Cause heaven ain't close in a place like this
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this
Bring it back down, bring it back down tonight
Never thought I'd let a rumour ruin my moonlight

Well somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around

Pace yourself from me
I said maybe baby please
But I just don't know now
Somebody told me
You had a boyfriend
Who looks like a girlfriend
That I had in February of last year
It's not confidential
I've got potential
A rushin', a rushin' around

Family "Viaje a los Sueños Polares"

cuando pesen demasiado la rutina
el trabajo y la vida en la cuidad
nos iremos en un viaje infinito
con esa tonta sensación de libertad

hacia el fondo de ese mundo
del que me has hablado tanto
paraíso de glaciares
y de bosques polares
donde miedos y temores
se convierten en paisajes
de infinitos abedules
de hermosura incomparable

dibujamos sobre un mapa imaginario
autopistas de gran velocidad
nos invade una ilusión desconocida
y nuestra única intención es avanzar

hacia el fondo de ese mundo
del que me has hablado tanto
paraiso de glaciares
y de bosques polares
donde miedos y temores
se convierten en paisajes
de infinitos abedules
de hermosura incomparable

donde siempre te querré

Family "Portugal"

un joven extranjero
bordea portugal
empapado en poesia
sigue el camino de kerouac

las olas inundan la casa de sal
con la mano en la cintura
bailana el marido y la mujer
balancean sus caderas

el océano le invita
a cazar una ballena
el arpón se desvía
al corazón de portugal

e vão 2 anos...num blog semi-parado...
links novos adicionados e muita música escutada do outro lado do ecrãn

Family "la noche inventada"

miramos aburridos por el ventanal para inventar otrar vida en la misma ciudad dibújame una noche llena de cohetes naranjas yo te daré las estrellas y tú las pintarás de plata

píntalo todo de plata te imagino al volante de la nave espacial yo volaré a tu lado como peter pan déjame hacerte una foto con las nubes detrás

quiero tener algo tuyo si un día te vas dibújame una noche llena de cohetes naranjas yo te daré las estrellas y tú pintalas de plata píntalo todo de plata si nos vas a dejar

Cartoon Nostalgia

THE VISIONARIES

"It is a time when magic is more powerful than science and only those who control the magic control destiny. They are the Visionaries.
Visionaries!
Knights of the magical light!
Visionaries!
With magical powers they fight!
Powers of life and strength, skill and speed
Powers to accomplish the greatest of deeds!
Visionaries!
Knights of the magical light!"


CLÉMENTINE

"Clémentine, quand tu fermes les yeux
Tu devines le merveilleux
Clémentine, prend nous dans ta bulle bleue
Tant pis si c'est dangereux
Quand on a seulement 10 ans
Souvent on voudrait bien être plus grand
Pour partir en avion en s'envolant d'un coup de vent
Tout là-bas vers l'horizon
On fait comme la p'tite Clémentine
On rêve de nuits de Chine, de nuits câlines
Et tout va beaucoup mieux quand Hemera vous tend les bras
Le mal fuit, le mal s'en va
Clémentine, tu te bats jour et nuit
Tu défies la maladie
Clémentine, on ne te quitt'ra pas
Et un jour tout s'arrang'ra
La Terre est si belle vue du ciel
Ca donne envie de vivre près du soleil
A chaque tour d'hélice, on pousse des cris, on s'émerveille
Comme c'est bon d'avoir des ailes

Refrain :
Allons ensemble nous promener
Et faire le tour du monde sans nous presser
Il y a tant d'amis qu'on a envie de rencontrer
Clémentine va nous guider"
Refrain (en canon)

Jay-Jay Johanson "A Letter To Lulu-Mae"

I decided one day to write you a letter and tell you how much I care
And about how it feels when you walk beside me and the joy of being a pair
I remember the day we got together I remember it like today
I was struck by lightning that's why I'm writing a letter to Lulu-Mae

You were standing on the porch as I drove up the driveway as lovely as one can be
You would make any man so greatful of living and you choose a man like me
Though I work all day and sometimes all evening I never had no complaints
We've been friends though fighting that's why I'm writing a letter to Lulu-Mae

I decided one day to write you a letter from my tent here in my platoon
You send me a poem
Quite hope I'll see you soon
From your Mr. Lonely
The one and only
A letter to Lulu-Mae

Lisa Germano "Trouble"

Bits and pieces of love for you, so sweet and simple yet
I'm frightened by the way you feel
Little by little you touch my heart, where they had touched it too
And as I smile, I catch myself
Trouble me or I'll go, trouble me with you
Spider, Spider, crawl on the lake, guilty and poison free
I wish that I could be like you
Trouble me or I'll go, yeah I'm human too
Over and over the need needs food will human weakness
And as I act I hate myself
Bits and pieces of love for you, so sweet and simple yet
I'm frightened by the way you feel
And as I act, I hate myself

The RZA "Ode To O-Ren Ishii"

Aiyo, I wanna dedicate this song right here to O-Ren Ishii
Half Chinese/Half Japane-see, Half American and yo
Oh what a specie, a feminine perfection
She got the sinister cat eyes and little freckles on her complexion
Cheaper than Yakuza, but she's wicked like Medusa
And she got Crazy 88 killers that'll slice right through ya
Quick to chop a head off then wipe the blood off
A long range sniper shot she bust, never let a dud off
You got a minute to pray and a second to die
You can see the image of the devil reflectin' inside her eye
But since she was a little girl, yo, she never would cry
She seen so much tragedy, let me explain to you why
She grew up on the military base, where she had to face
The brutality of her mother and her father being erased
The blood drops from her tear drops, on her face you see the smear spots


She silently watched, as the shogun sliced through her dear pops
Through his thick skull, now she's vicious like a pitbull
And when it comes to hatred, and revenge she got a shit full

Yo... revenge is that fire that burns inside your soul

Aiyo, she been bustin' off kneecaps, son, since the age of eleven
But fuckin' the enemy to death, uggh, that was her favorite weapon
And the death you paid in hell, boy, it can't be paid in heaven
You better got down on your knees, son, and start prayin' to the reverend
Bon appetit, boy, revenge is so sweet
Especially when it's served on a cold dish, but she has no wish
But to cut your day short like the winter soulstice
And a chance to receive a slight bit of mercy from her was hopeless
Oren Ishii, half Chinese/half Japane-see
Half American, muaww, yeah, oh what a species.


(faixa da banda sonora do Kill Bill Vol. 1)

The Streets "Fit But You Know It"

See I reckon you're about an 8 or a 9,
Maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time.
That blue top shop top you've got on IS nice,
Bit too much fake tan though - but yeah you score high.

But theres just one little thing that 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

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 dont you know it

So when i looked at you standing there with your hoard,
I was waiting in the que looking at the board
Wondering whether to have a Burger or chips
Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford
When i noticed out the corner of my eye
Looking toward my direction
Your eyes locked onto my course
I couldnt concentrate on what i wanted to order,
Which cost me my place in the queue i waited for YEAH

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 dont you know it

Whoa! Leave it out
Are you smoking something?
Leave it Out
Mike just leave it just leave it
We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment
S'not worth it mike, just leave it
Dont Touch Me, S'not Worth It
Dont Touch Me, D, Look Im Alright Dont Touch me

For a while there i was thinkin - yeah but what if?
Picturin' myself pullin with bare white hot wit
Snarin you as you were standing there opposite
Whether or not you knew it i swear you didnt tick
And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing
Was clockin onto you too yeah i had to admit
That yeah yeah you are fit,
And yeah i do want it,
But i stop sharkin' for a minute to get chips and drinks

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 dont you know it

Oy, just as you started to make your big advance
With the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand
I was like nah, even though you look grand
But you look sharp there smilin hard suggesting and
Gleaming away with your hearty hearty lookin tan
But i admit the next bit was spanner to my plan
You walked towards my path but just brushed right past
And into the arms of that white shirted man

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 dont you know it

Oh what do i give .. i've got a girlfirend anyway
(whoa, we've all had a drink mate)
We're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play
I got this stella i bombed from that last cafe
This nights not even begun, yes yes oh yay

I did fancy you a bit though yeah i must say
I would rather i hadnt mugged myself on display
But this is just another case of female stopping play
On otherwise a total result of a holiday

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 dont you know it


Uma faixa do álbum "A Grand Don't Come For Free", recém-editado e que após duas audições me parece muito bom, curiosamente lembra-me uma banda que editou um álbum há uns 3 anos e que supostamente seria a next big thing de Bristol, os Day One. Por onde andarão esses... o cd até era bem porreiro. Gosto bastante deste sotaque.

Phoenix "Too Young"

Baby when I saw you turning at the end of the street
I knew a time was gone and it took me like ages
Just to understand that I was afraid to be a simple guy
I tried my best to smile but deep inside my heart
I felt it was shouting like a crowd dancing
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling oh yeah
Everybody's dancin' oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

I can't lie on my bed without thinking I was wrong
But when this feeling calls this world becomes another
Nighttime won't hold me in your arms again
I got a very good friend who says he can't believe the love I give
Is not enough to end your fears
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear it calling oh yeah
Everybody's shakin' oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

Oh rainfalls and hard times coming they won't leave me tonight
I wish I knew what I was doing
Just do let this spirit survive
Can't you hear me calling oh yeah
I guess I couldn't live without the things that made my life what it is

Can't you hear me calling oh yeah
Everybody's dancing oh yeah
Tonight everything is over
I feel too young

Kodama

"Kodama, are from what I can understand, little spirits or somethings that appear in old houses and forests. They are Japanese ghosts. They were made famous in the movie Princess Mononoke"

"Kodama's are tree spirits of various shapes and sizes who appear only in the dim light of the forest. Tree spirits inhabit many Japanese folk tales although Miyazaki's depiction of them as little white being is totally original. The sign of a good and healthy forest to some, they may frighten more timid souls"

Uma coisa que me irrita profundamente é o facto de cada vez que há um intervalo ou acaba um programa nas estações de televisão, o som aumentar por causa da publicidade. Parece-me que isto é um abuso e um atentado à paciência das pessoas. Quantas vezes já não me apeteceu mandar um objecto qualquer directamente contra a televisão quando isso acontece! GRRRR !!!!

Piano Magic "Saint Marie"

Primeira faixa do álbum The Troubled Sleep of Piano Magic, que foi lançado em 2003.

fantástica..


Out of season, out of heart, I cross you off beneath the stars
Autumn leaves a nasty scar and with the leaves, the heart departs
You're off the map, you've left the book
I'm off my head and treading luck
And it's too late to call you up
The heart migrates, it comes unstuck
I light a candle for Saint Marie, in the hope she never brings you back to me
I light a candle for Saint Marie, in the hope she never brings you back to me

I am Tracer Bullet!
You've got eight slugs in you. One's lead, and the rest are bourbon. The drink packs a wallop, and you pack a revolver. You're a private eye.

Which Calvin are YOU?