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segunda-feira, 30 de novembro de 2009

Sufjan Stevens

Lembram-se do senhor que aqui há uns anos declarou que ia lançar um álbum por cada estado americano? (O que ia fazer um total de 50 álbuns)
Até agora desse ambicioso projecto ainda só dois álbuns viram a luz do dia - Michigan em 2003 e Illinois em 2005.
Mas entre esse projecto ele tem lançado outros discos:
Aqui fica a discografia do senhor:

2000 A Sun Came
2001 Enjoy Your Rabbit
2003 Michigan
2004 Seven Swans
2005 Illinois
2006 The Avalanche: Outtakes and Extras from the Illinois Album
2006 Songs for Christmas
2009 The BQE

A este ritmo quando tiver passado dos cem anos ele terá completado o projecto...

Senhoras e senhores: SUFJAN STEVENS









quinta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2009

Devendra Banhart

Ora aqui está algo diferente para mudar um pouco o ambiente.
É mais um dos músicos que adoro...
Senhoras e Senhores... Meninas e Meninos...
O único: Devendra Banhart











terça-feira, 24 de novembro de 2009

Que música tocava no ano em que nasceu?

Já não sei quem me enviou este link vão ver:

http://www.planetarei.com.br/100anos/index.htm

Tem algumas músicas boas (embora a maioria seja música brasileira e eu não sou, de todo fã de música brasileira - excepção feita a Chico Buarque, Caetano Veloso e Maria Bethania)

sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009

Hoje decidi que vou colocar aqui videos que tenho espalhados pelo pc.
Nenhum Cantor ou música em especial... apenas músicas de que gosto (como de costume).


(Esqueci-me que isto demora mais tempo assim... mais de meia-hora para carregar o primeiro... NEURA!!!!!!!!!!)

Tendo em conta o tempo que isto demora a carregar desisto e ficam aqui só estes dois... Foram quase três horas para carregar dois vídeos.Além de estar farto estou com fome vou almoçar.

Bom fim-de-semana...

FUI!!!!!!!!!

terça-feira, 17 de novembro de 2009

The Christians

Já há muito tempo que não ouvia estes senhores.
The Christians!!!!!!!!!!!









segunda-feira, 16 de novembro de 2009

Eva Cassidy

Mais uma vez correndo o risco de me repetir deixo-vos uma das melhores vozes da história da música:
Eva Cassidy!

Eva foi uma cantora americana que nasceu em 1963 e faleceu em 1996 (com apenas 33 anos) vitima de cancro.
Enquanto foi viva gravou apenas dois albuns (Eva by Heart (1997) - único álbum gravado integralmente em estúdio e Live at Blues Alley (1997)) ambos lançados póstumamente.
depois da sua morte, no entanto, foram lançados vários álbuns que venderam no total mais de quatro milhões de exemplares em todo o mundo.

Em resenha sobre o lançamento de seu álbum American Tune, de 2003, o jornal inglês Daily Telegraph referiu-se a ela como protagonista da "mais memorável carreira póstuma na história da música pop".

Aqui fica a discografia completa desta grande voz:

The Other Side (1992), com Chuck Brown
Eva by Heart (1997) - único álbum gravado integralmente em estúdio
Live at Blues Alley (1997)
Songbird (1998) - compilação de álbuns anteriores
Time After Time (2000) -
No Boundaries (2000)
Method Actor (2002)
Imagine (2002) -
American Tune (2003) -
Wonderful World (2004) - compilação de faixas de álbuns anteriores
Somewhere (2008)

E agora uns vídeos:











E para terminar um dueto com outra grande voz Katie Melua

sexta-feira, 13 de novembro de 2009

segunda-feira, 9 de novembro de 2009

Dire Straits






Não podia faltar aqui este



E a minha preferida

quinta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2009

Tracy Chapman

Eis-me de volta depois de uns dias de ausencia devido a uma pequena gripe (sazonal - nada dessas modernices de gripes A).

E deixo aqui uns videos de uma das melhores vozes da música. (Sim. Eu sei que digo isso de todos - ou quase todos os músicos que vou pondo aqui mas esta é mesmo uma voz excepcional).
Boa música aliada a palvras poderosas (e vice-versa)
Tracy Chapman




New Beginning

The whole world's broke and it ain't worth fixing
It's time to start all over, make a new beginning
There's too much pain, too much suffering
Let's resolve to start all over make a new beginning

Now don't get me wrong - I love life and living
But when you wake up and look around at everything that's going down -
All wrong
You see we need to change it now, this world with too few happy endings
We can resolve to start all over make a new beginning

Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over

The world is broken into fragments and pieces
That once were joined together in a unified whole
But now too many stand alone - There's too much separation
We can resolve to come together in the new beginning

Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over

We can break the cycle - We can break the chain
We can start all over - In the new beginning
We can learn, we can teach
We can share the myths the dream the prayer
The notion that we can do better
Change our lives and paths
Create a new world and

Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over

The whole world's broke and it ain't worth fixing
It's time to start all over, make a new beginning
There's too much fighting, too little understanding
It's time to stop and start all over
Make a new beginning

Start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over

We need to make new symbols
Make new signs
Make a new language
With these we'll define the world

And start all over
Start all over
Start all over
Start all over ...




For My Lover

Two weeks in a Virginia jail
For my lover, for my lover
Twenty thousand dollar bail
For my lover, for my lover

And everybody thinks
That I'm the fool
But they don't get
Any love from you

The things we won't do for love
I'd climb a mountain if I had to
Risk my life so I could have you
You, you, you...

Everyday I'm psychoanalyzed
For my lover, for my lover
They dope me up and I tell them lies
For my lover, for my lover

And everybody thinks
That I'm the fool
But they don't get
Any love from you

The things we won't do for love
I'd climb a mountain if I had to
Risk my life so I could have you
You, you, you...

I follow my heart
And leave my head to ponder
Deep in this love
No man can shake
I follow my heart
And leave my mind to wonder
Is this love worth
The sacrifices I make?

Two weeks in a Virginia jail
For my lover, for my lover
Twenty thousand dollar bail
For my lover, for my lover

Everyday I'm psychoanalyzed
For my lover, for my lover
They dope me up and I tell them lies
For my lover, for my lover

And everybody thinks
That I'm the fool
But they don't get
Any love from you

The things we won't do for love
I'd climb a mountain if I had to
Risk my life so I could have you
You, you, you...




Telling Stories

There is fiction in the space between
The lines on your page of memories
Write it down but it doesn't mean
You're not just telling stories

There is fiction in the space between
You and reality
You will do and say anything
To make your everyday life
Seem less mundane
There is fiction in the space between
You and me

There's a science fiction in the space between
You and me
A fabrication of a grand scheme
Where I am the scary monster
I eat the city and as I leave the scene
In my spaceship I am laughing
In your remembrance of your bad dream
There's no one but you standing

Leave the pity and the blame
For the ones who do not speak
You write the words to get respect and compassion
And for posterity
You write the words and make believe
There is truth in the space between

There is fiction in the space between
You and everybody
Give us all what we need
Give us one more sad sordid story
But in the fiction of the space between
Sometimes a lie is the best thing
Sometimes a lie is the best thing




Crossroads

All you folks think you own my life
But you never made any sacrifice
Demons they are on my trail
I'm standing at the crossroads of the hell
I look to the left I look to the right
There're hands that grab me on every side


All you folks think I got my price
At which I'll sell all that is mine
You think money rules when all else fails
Go sell your soul and keep your shell
I'm trying to protect what I keep inside
All the reasons why I live my life



Some say the devil be a mystical thing
I say the devil he a walking man
He a fool he a liar conjurer and a thief
He try to tell you what you want
Try to tell you what you need


Standing at the point
The road it cross you down
What is at your back
Which way do you turn
Who will come to find you first
Your devils or your gods


All you folks think you run my life
Say I should be willing to compromise
I say all you demons go back to hell
I'll save my soul save myself




Talkin bout a revolution

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don't you know they're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

Poor people are gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people are gonna rise up
And take what's theirs

Don't you know you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Oh I said you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run

Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution
Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don't you know you're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

And finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution
Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no
Talking about a revolution oh no




Fast car

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way




Baby Can I Hold You

Sorry
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry like sorry

Forgive me
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me forgive me

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine

I love you
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like I love you I love you




America

You were lost and got lucky
Came upon the shore
Found you were conquering America
You spoke of peace
But waged a war
While you were conquering America

There was land to take
And people to kill
While you were conquering America
You served yourself
Did God's will
While you were conquering America

The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
The meek won't survive
Or inherit the earth
'Cause you're still conquering America

America
America
America

Your found bodies to serve
Submit and degrade
While you were conquering America
Made us soldiers and junkies
Prisoners and slaves
While you were conquering America

America
America
America

You hands are at my throat
My back's against the wall
Because you're still conquering America
We're sick and tired hungry and poor
'Cause you're still conquering America

You bomb the very ground
That feeds your own babies
You're still conquering America
Your sons and your daughters
May never sing your praises
While you're conquering America

America
America
America

I see you eyes seek a distant shore
While you're conquering America
Taking rockets to the moon
Trying to find a new world
And you're still conquering America

America
America
America

The ghost of Columbus haunts this world
'Cause you're still conquering America
You're still conquering America
You're still conquering America






Subcity

People say it doesn't exist
'Cause no one would like to admit
That there is a city underground
Where people live everyday
Off the waste and decay
Off the discards of their fellow man


Here in subcity life is hard
We can't receive any government relief
Won't you please, please give Mr. President my honest regards
For disregarding me


They say there's too much crime in these city streets
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked I worked in the factories
I'm at the mercy of the world
I guess I'm lucky to be alive


They say we've fallen through the cracks
They say the system works
But we won't let it
Help
I guess they never stop to think
We might not just want handouts
But a way to make an honest living
Living this ain't living


What did I do deserve this
Had my trust in god
Worked everyday of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That's what I thought
At least that's what I thought


Last night I had another restless sleep
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night I dreamed
A cold blue light was shining down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying
Thought I must be dying




Matters of the Heart

I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one's denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

I won't call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there's a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart

I guess I'm crazy to think
I can give you what you don't want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart

I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart

I can't believe
It's so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it's just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart

You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I've learned my lesson I've been edified
In matters of the heart

I've spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I've left to much to chance
In matters of the heart

Here I sit
I'm feeling sorry for myself
It's quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We're all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart

I'm already missing you
Although we won't say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I see you again
We'll see eye to eye
In matters of the heart

I have no harsh words for you
I have no tears to cry
If the moon were full
I'd be howling inside
It only hurts
In matters of the heart

If today were my birthday
I'd be reborn
As Bronte's bird a bird that could fly
And all accounts would be settled
In matters of the heart

Matters of the heart

segunda-feira, 2 de novembro de 2009

The Pogues

Aqui há dias um amigo meu chamou-me a atenção para o que ele considerava uma falta grave.
Ainda não coloquei aqui um vídeo... uma referencia que fosse a uma das melhores bandas de sempre.
Para corrigir a falha aqui ficam alguns vídeos:
THE POGUES













Fairytale Of New York

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The rare old mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last

The boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day