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Segunda-feira, Janeiro 28, 2008
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9:57 PM
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Bom para colocar na bagagem é esse último dos Foo Fighters.Põe no último volume para incomodar a vizinhança enquanto rolam as marchinhas de Carnaval.Long Road to Ruin é um dos bons momentos.Recomendável. Here now don't make a sound Say have you heard the news today? One flag was taken down To raise another in its place A heavy cross you bear A stubborn heart remains unchanged No home, no life, no love No stranger singing in your name Maybe the season The colours change in the valley skies Dear God I've sealed my fate Running through hell, heaven can wait Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead end in sight Let's say we take this town No king or queen of any state Get up to shut it down Open the streets and raise the gates I know one wall to scale I know a field without a name Head on without a care Before it's way too late Maybe the season The colours change in the valley skies Dear God I've sealed my fate Running through hell, heaven can wait Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead ends Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead end in sight For every piece to fall in place Forever gone without a trace Your horizon takes its shape No turning back, don't turn that page Come now, I'm leaving here tonight Come now, let's leave it all behind Is that the price you pay? Running through hell, heaven can wait Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead ends Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead ends Long road to ruin there in your eyes Under the cold streetlights No tomorrow, no dead end in sight
Sexta-feira, Janeiro 25, 2008
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9:57 PM
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Esse tem que colocar obrigatoriamente na mala para o feriadão de Carnaval.Teenage Riot, do Sonic Youth, está no clássico disco lá embaixo. [Kim] You're it No, you're it Hey, you're really it You're it No I mean it, you're it Say it Don't spray it Spirit desire (face me) Spirit desire (don't displace me) Spirit desire We will fall Miss me Don't dismiss me Spirit desire Spirit desire [x3] We will fall Spirit desire We will fall Spirit desire [x3] We will fall Spirit desire We will fall [Thurston] Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather And what's a man do to but work out whether it's true? Looking for a man with a focus and a temper Who can open up a map and see between one and two Time to get it Before you let it Get to you Here he comes now Stick to your guns And let him through Everybody's coming from the winter vacation Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you You come running in on platform shoes With Marshall stacks To at least just give us a clue Ah, here it comes I know it's someone I knew Teenage riot in a public station Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you Now I see it I think I'll leave it out of the way Now I come near you And it's not clear why you fade away Looking for a ride to your secret location Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that's rockin' And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that'll do me for now It better work out I hope it works out my way 'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now You better look it We're gonna shake it Up to him He acts the hero We paint a zero On his hand We know it's down We know it's bound too loose Everybody's sound is round it Everybody wants to be proud to choose So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather You're never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze It's time to go round A one man showdown Teach us how to fail We're off the streets now And back on the road On the riot trail
Terça-feira, Janeiro 22, 2008
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9:14 PM
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Terceiro post que faço sobre este disco dos Shins.Turn on Me faz parte dessa trilha sonora obrigatória para o seu Carnaval.Pop que passa desapercebido nessa terra. You can fake it for a while, Bite your tongue and smile, Like every mother does an ugly child. But the stars are leaking out, Like spittle from a cloud, Amassed resentment counting ounce and pound. You're entertaining any doubt, Because you had to know that I was fond of you, Fond of Y-O-U, Though I knew you masked your disdain. I can see that change was just too hard for us, Hard for us. You always had to hold the reigns, But where I'm headed, you just don't know the way. So affections fade away, And do adults just learn to play The most ridiculous, repulsive games? On the faith of ruddy sons, And the double-barreled guns, You better hurry, Rabbit, run, run, run. 'Cause meeting you was fun, And there's a lot of hungry howlers in this one cell. We're taking it over, Their brittle, thorny stems, They break before they bend, And neither one of us is one of them. And the tails will never mend, Cause you had it in for me so long ago. Boy, I still don't know, I don't know why and I don't care, You don't hide me anymore, If you'd only seen yourself hating me. Hating me, When I've been so much more than fair. But then you had to lay those feelings bare, One thing I know still got you scared, You're all that cold iron, And never once aired of our dead. You had to know that I was fond of you, Fond of Y-O-U. So I took your lips at the time, And to change like that is just so hard to do, Hard to do. Don't let it whip-crack your life, And bow out from the fight, Cause oh, how your sisters will write. The worst part is over, Now, get back on that horse and ride.
Sábado, Janeiro 19, 2008
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2:44 PM
by Szum
Outra para "pular" o Carnaval é Colours, do Hot Chip. No trio elétrico faria sucesso... Colours are what keep me alive colours are what to hold in my head colours are where my my old meets new colours are where my my brain finds blue colours and colours and colours of colours colours and colours and colours of colours colours and colours and colours of colours colours and colours and colours of colours colours and colours and colours of colours bursts are where i find a face bursts are made to colour me rich bursts are blocks stickle bricks bursts of colour until i'm sick colours and colours and colours of colours (i only wanted for to see) colours and colours and colours of colours (there's nothing in this heart but me) colours and colours and colours of colours (everything you want is not free) colours and colours and colours of colours colours and colours and colours of colours (i'm everything a girl could need) colours and colours and colours of colours (there's nothing in this heart but me) colours and colours and colours of colours (if everything you want is free)
Terça-feira, Janeiro 15, 2008
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11:10 PM
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Trilha sonora perfeita para o seu Carnaval é esse disquinho aí, o último dos Raveonettes. Barulho dos bons!
Sexta-feira, Janeiro 11, 2008
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10:31 PM
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Nem a canja do Lou Reed salva Tranquilize, primeiro single do último trabalho dos Killers.Depois do estupendo disco de estréia, tudo fica mais difícil. Time it tells living in my home town, Wedding bells they begin easy Live it down, baby don’t talk that much, Baby knows, but baby don’t tease me. In the park we could go walking, Drowned in the dark or we could go sailing On the sea Always here, always on time Close call, was it love or was it just easy Money talks when people need shoes and socks, Steady boys, I'm thinking she needs me I was just sipping on something sweet I don’t need political process I got this feeling that they‘re gonna break down the door I got this feeling they they’re gonna come back for more See I was thinking that I lost my mind But it’s been getting to me all this time And it don’t stop dragging me down Silently reflection turns my world to stone Patiently correction leaves us all alone And sometimes I’m a travel man But tonight this engine's failing I still hear the children playing Kick the can, kick the can, skip and blackjack Steal a car and ring a round-rosey, Rock and roll, candyland, boogeyman, Run away and give me your sneakers Acid rain, when Abel looked up at Cain We began the weeping and wailing A hurried high from pestilence pills and pride, It’s a shame, we could have gone sailing But heaven knows, Heaven knows everything Tranquilize I got this feeling that they‘re gonna break down the door I got this feeling they they’re gonna come back for more See I was thinking that I lost my mind But it’s been getting to me all this time And it don’t stop dragging me down Silently reflection turns my world to stone Patiently correction leaves us all alone And sometimes I’m travel man But tonight this engine's failing I still hear the children playing Dead beat dancers come to us and stay Cause i don’t care where you've been And I don’t care what you've seen We’re the ones who still believe And we’re looking for a page In that lifeless book of hope Where a dream might help you cope With the Bushes and the bombs aha, Tranquilized.
Terça-feira, Janeiro 08, 2008
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9:05 PM
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Da turminha do CSS e Klaxons vem o New Young Pony Club. Música para dançar e nada mais.Get Lucky é o post do dia. gasoline, lemonade in the latest cream wash on wax off to a different scheme. laminate your mind as though you need it psycho killer says it makes your shadow seem grey. why you late in this race it's like delay over your face it's like you made no way it's like you made ok. Chorus. i'm gonna im gonna get free this time i'm gonna im gonna give you all my love i'm gonna get free this time i'm gonna im gonna give you all my love i'm gonna..... im gonna....im gonna give gonna give you all my love i'm gonna give gonna give u all my love i'm gonna give im gonna give u all my love i'm gonna hang around and watch when you get shot in flames i'll let you wear my cape recycle this if you're making the man get a big red slap from his big white hands recycle this if you're breaking the ban let your girlfriend do what your boyfriend can't chorus.
Domingo, Janeiro 06, 2008
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7:52 PM
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E aí, vai no Klaxons? Gostaria de ver ao vivo It's Not Over Yet.Quem sabe mudo de opinião e passo a gostar dos caras. I'll live for you I'd die for you Do what you want me to I'll cry for you My tears will show That I can't let you go It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Don't let me down Don't make a sound Don't throw it all away Remember me So tenderly Don't let it slip away It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet
Quinta-feira, Janeiro 03, 2008
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8:06 AM
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Para abrir 2008, a melhor canção dos últimos quinze anos. Supersonic, do Oasis. I need to be myself I can't be no one else I'm feeling supersonic Give me gin and tonic You can have it all but how much do you want it? You make me laugh Give me your autograph Can I ride with you in your B.M.W ? You can sail with me in my yellow submarine You need to find out 'Cos no one's gonna tell you what I'm on about You need to find a way for what you want to say But before tomorrow 'Cos my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall No body can see him No body can ever hear him call You need to be yourself You can't be no one else I know a girl called Elsa She's into Alka Seltzer She sniffs it through a cane on a supersonic train She made me laugh I got her autograph She done it with a doctor on a helicopter She's sniffin in her tissue Sellin' the Big Issue She needs to find out 'Cos no one's gonna tell you what I'm on about She needs to find a way for what she wants to say But before tomorrow 'Cos my friend said he'd take you home He sits in a corner all alone He lives under a waterfall No body can see him No body can ever hear him call
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