Buck 65 "1957"

i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed
devoid of conviction, conflicted, annoyed
kicked at and worn down
666
beat lookin' for the next quick fix
unpopular prophets and problems
up against angels in disguise who wanna rob them
they didn't want to end up crushed by god's embrace
in the age of the cold wind, blowin' dogs in space

space is a fake, the felonious drunk
empty rooms haunted by thelonius monk
felonious punk with plate glass squares
who see empty eyes and look straight past theirs
tree walking cheetahs with a gun in each hand
you are lost at sea, you're desperate to reach land
orpheus descending swimming in the crooked waters
hello sid vicious good bye Brooklyn Dodgers

Chorus:
no joke, hit the low note
we all go to heaven in a little row boat

like no joke, hit the low note
we all go to heaven in a little row boat
(repeat X3)
like
57, 57, 57

1957 Chevy Bel Air interior velvet special
playing poly-stereo Buddy Holly ,Elvis Presley
Black Flame Trilogyquadruple outer bass
battle sites, Little Rock , satellites in outer space
words won't help but a few bugs can
crew cuts and black leather, Ku Klux Klan
men wear hats, in fact ?heroin is shared?
opiates addicted to and parents are scared
the underground is real
deliver brains deliver queens?
perpetual motion, emotion, free thinkers and libertines
suffer alone all night with pains
hooked on drugs and a fight with chains
there's Faulkner and Baldwin
and some who curse reality
spy-vs-spy and the cult of personality*
what can the numbers and the words in my head mean
kilroy was here and so was Buster Crabbe and Ed Gein

Chorus

1957, the pen keeps moving in attempt to sink the jingos
fight 'em with Hula Hoops, Frisbees and pink flamingos
up running all night, late sleep ordered
Have Gun Will Travel, Great Leap Forward
man on the corner with dark glasses free an' preachin'
appetite is monstruous, diet is Dionysian
all over the world, so much peril in one show
playright Arthur Miller marries Marilyn Monroe
hard rain fallin', baby sleepin' in god's palm
alarm clocks ringing, warrior monks and bomb squads
Invasion of the Body Snatchers*
corporate obedience, believers in numbers
speed freaks and bohemians
red is the new black, identity filesrebels and grand dragons, obscenity trials
the lead is Bobby Fisher, the country,
no part is redjust black-and-white, Humphrey Bogart is dead

Roisin Murphy "Primitive"

From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
By any of the name

From the primordial soom
Out of the dim and the bloom we came
We are animal
One on broken chain

I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I need to let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I'm gonna show you I ain't got no game playing

Out from under a rock
From a prehistoric sea we crawl
We are animal
Animal one and all

Out from under a rock
From the prehistoric sea we came
We are animal
Animal one on broken chain

I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic

I need to cut you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing

I need to get you out of your cave, man
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing

If you call out tonight
And hear the call of the wild reply
You are animal
Animal not so deep inside

If you call out in vain
Everyone of us just the same
We are animal
Dare not speak its name

I know what you're searching for
I pray that you find it on the instinct
I, I don't need you hurt in boy
Animalistic

I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me

I need to get you out of your cave, man (primitive)
I wanna let you out of your cage and set you free
If tonight's the night
I wanna show you I ain't got no game playing
Primitive love for me.

e falando em atmostphere..

Joy Division "Atmosphere"

Walk in silence,
Don't walk away, in silence.
See the danger,
Always danger,
Endless talking,
Life rebuilding,
Don't walk away.

Walk in silence,
Don't turn away, in silence.
Your confusion,
My illusion,
Worn like a mask of self-hate,
Confronts and then dies.
Don't walk away.

People like you find it easy,
Naked to see,
Walking on air.
Hunting by the rivers,
Through the streets,
Every corner abandoned too soon,
Set down with due care.
Don't walk away in silence,
Don't walk away.

Atmosphere "Sunshine"

Ain't no way to explain or say
How painful the hangover was today
In front of the toilet, hands and knees
Trying to breathe in between the dry heaves
My baby made me some coffee
Afraid that if I drink some it's probably coming right back out me
Couple of advil, relax and chill
At a standstill with how bad I feel
I think I need to smell fresh hair
So I stepped out the back door and fell down the stairs
The sunlight hit me dead in the eye
Like it's mad I gave half the day to last night
My bad sight made me trip on my ass right into that patch of grass like that's life
All of a sudden, I realize something
The weather is amazing, even the birds are bumpin
Stood up and took a look and a breath
And there's that bike that I forgot that I possessed
Never really seen exercise as friendly
But I thing something's telling me to ride that slow speed
The brakes are broken, it's alright
The tires got air and the chain seems tight
Hopped on and felt the summertime,
It reminds me of one of them Musab lines like

[Chorus 2X]

Sunshine, sunshine, it's fine
I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind,
Sometimes you gotta give in to win,
I love the days when it shines, whoa let it shine

If I could I would keep this feeling in a plastic jar
Bust it out whenever someone's actin hard
Settle down, barbeque in the backyard
The kids get treats and old folks get classic cars
Every day that gets to pass is a success
Every woman looks better in a sun dress
The sunshine's an excuse to shoot hoops, get juice
Show improve their moves and let loose
I hear voices, I see smiles to match em
Good times and you can feel it in the fashion
Even though the heat cooks up the action
The streets still got butterflies
Enough kids to catch 'em
Ridin my bike around these lakes man
Feelin like I finally figured out my escape plan
Take it all and the day started off all wrong
Somehow now that hangover is all gone
Ain't nothing like the sound of the leaves
When the breeze penetrates these southside trees
Leanin' up against one, watchin the vibe
Forgettin' all about the stress, thanking god I'm alive
It's so simple, I had to keep the song simple
When I get home I'm gonna open all the windows
Feelin all right, stopped at a stop sign
A car pulled up, bumpin Fresh Prince's Summertime

[Chorus 2X]

ainda a mexer, quase um ano depois.
blog actualizado quanto a arquivo e links.

alguns álbuns escutados com mais atenção ultimamente, uns mais recentes que outros:
Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
Burial - Ghost Hardware EP
Gogol Bordello - Gypsy Punks Underdog World Strike
Interpol - Our Love To Admire
Jens Lekman - At The Department Of Forgotten Songs
Mário Laginha Trio - Espaço
Orquestra Imperial - Carnaval Só Ano Que Vem
Stars - In Our Bedroom After The War
Swayzak - Some Other Country
The Chemical Brothers - We Are The Night
The Field - From Here We Go To Sublime
The Shins - Wincing The Night Away
UNKLE - War Stories
Uxu Kalhus - A Revolta Dos Badalos
V.A. - Lisboa

e agora..Fausto
A nova brigada dos coronéis de lápis-azul

I
nós somos
a nova-brigada-dos-coronéis-
de-lápis-azul
perfilada em novos quartéis
fazemos o cadastro
toda a folha do artista
se de mau cantor não passa
o péssimo vocalista

a mais doce palavra
sempre é mais subversiva
na sua boca alarve
ainda mais superlativa
feito de casca grossa
mesmo de baixa extracção
altamente decilitrado
sem regra nem excepção

II
nós somos
a nova-brigada-dos-coronéis-
de-lápis-azul
perfilada em novos quartéis
aguçada na ponta
que mais risca esses papéis
escritos pelos “contras”
contra a lei dos bacharéis

e se a censura aviva
a morte do criador
banido da pantalha
cedo morre esse cantor
e calado na rádio
apagado nos jornais
vai-se à vida a voz canora
há-de morrer um pouco mais

III
e um pouco mais há-de morrer

há-de morrer ainda
se lhe arrojarmos à cabeça
um prémio desta maneira
vai ele direito à carreta
e de ventas às torneiras
e não serão decretados
três dias de luto a mais
mas um só dia de fados
de alegrias nacionais

nós somos
a nova-brigada-dos-coronéis-
de-lápis-azul
perfilada em novos quartéis"

Nat King Cole Pretend

Pretend you're happy when you're blue
It isn't very hard to do
And you'll find happiness without an end
Whenever you pretend

Remember anyone can dream
And nothing's bad as it may seem
The little things you haven't got
Could be a lot if you pretend

You'll find a love you can share
One you can call all your own
Just close your eyes, she'll be there
You'll never be alone

And if you sing this melody
You'll be pretending just like me
The world is mine, it can be yours, my friend
So why don't you pretend?

And if you sing this melody
You'll be pretending just like me
The world is mine, it can be yours, my friend
So why don't you pretend?

Garbage "You Look So Fine"

You look so fine
I want to break your heart
And give you mine
You're taking me over

It's so insane
You've got me tethered and chained
I hear your name
And I'm falling over

I'm not like all the other girls
I can't take it like the other girls
I won't share it like the other girls
That you used to know

You look so fine

Knocked down
Cried out
Been down just to find out
I'm through living for you

I'm open wide
I want to take you home
We're wasting time
You're the only one for me

You look so fine
I'm like the desert tonight
Leave her behind
If you want to show me

I'm not like all the other girls
I won't take it like the other girls
I won't fake it like the other girls
That you used to know

You're taking me over
Over and over
I'm falling over
Over and over

Loving me one more time
Hide inside me tonight
Do what you want to do
Just pretend happy end
Let me know let it show
Ending with letting go (three times)
Let's pretend happy end (four times)

(apanhado pelo fenómeno YouTube)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UCnoqmV_o8A&search=garbage%20fine

Buck 65 "Rough House Blues"

"Going down the road feeling bad, bye-and-bye
Deep fried blues, but I'd rather die than cry
Gas station food bound to go stale soon
There's a curse in the air and a toe-nail moon

Yay, some of these towns are still non-friendly
And this is the hammer that killed John Henry
I'm sick of being tired, sick of the circus life
Here daydreaming of a waitress as a perfect wife

Utterly inappropriate, and taken out of context
Degenerate nervousness, developing a complex
No good with money, leftovers in a bitch bag
Fryin' pan soul, my face like a dishrag
A million old movies, I figured I'd tell
Childhood memories triggered by smell

So now what, you may ask, well that's hard to say
'Cause that old jack of diamonds is a tough card to play

All the wrong reasons, just another skull to crack
Askin' the dust, I'm stuck in a cul-de-sac
It may sound silly but to me the threat is very real
So that's why I sing love songs and carry steel

Women and warfare, roaches and roadkills
No easy answers, no deadlines and no frills
Catchin' your drift, receivin' the warning
Packin' my things, I leave in the morning

Drive all night, I'm goin' to see my friend
One day this highway will be my end
Now the hills are alive and the motor is dead
That man has a zero floating over his head

I follow my instincts, sometimes follow dogs
Drink muddy water, sleep inside hollow logs

So now what, you may ask, well that's hard to say
'Cause that old jack of diamonds is a tough card to play"

após um longo interregno mais uma música fabulosa de um artista que me está a surpreender completamente.

do excelente novo álbum dos Depeche Mode...

Depeche Mode "Precious"

Precious and fragile things
Need special handling
My God what have we done to you
We always tried to share
The tenderest of care
Now look what we have put you through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Angels with silver wings
Shouldn't know suffering
I wish I could take the pain for you
If God has a master plan
That only He understands
I hope it's your eyes He's seeing through

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

I pray you learn to trustHave faith in both of us
And keep room in your hearts for two

Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle
There was so little left to give

Aimee Mann "Dear John"

Cotton candy was king
On the midway that spring
When I saw you in the ring on the lawn

Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on

Oh, the lectures I gave
So the girls would behave
While the band played all your favorite songs

Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on

But numbers come up and you're left to the fates
Though I always thought you were one of the greats
Once somebody stationed in Kuala Lumpur
Said he thought you went out, but he couldn't be sure

And the midway I knew
Where the sky was so blue
With the memory of you is gone

Dear John
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on
Throwing kisses so Richmond's unfortunates can go on

continuo apaixonado pela voz da Nina Simone, inesquecível!

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