Comments: Posted 10:59 PM by Szum
Para se embalar ao som dos Super Furry Animals, nada melhor que Juxtaposed With U...

Comments: Posted 7:28 PM by Szum
O último dos americanos do Magnetic Fields é pop e de boa qualidade.Três canções no mínimo podem ser colocadas na novela das oito, como Drive on,Driver.

Drive on, driver
There's no one home
You've waited hours
she didn't come
It's such a pretty little end
But it doesn't mean anything
Drive on

Drive on driver
Don't you cry
I gave her everything money could buy
You always said that girl
deserved the whole wide world
Drive on



and take me to the airport
I need to be extremely far away
so I can forget about her
I might forget about her someday

Drive on, Randy
It's all gone wrong
have some brandy, sing me a song
Something soft and low
can we please just go?

Drive on

Comments: Posted 1:50 PM by Szum
Ficou muito legal essa montagem pra Feed Me With Your Kiss do My Bloody Valentine.Confere aí!

Comments: Posted 9:34 PM by Szum
Confesso que estava na dúvida se ouvia na íntegra o novo CD da M.I.A.Pois não é que o disco é muito bom?Até Pixies se escuta no trabalho da inglesa. O post vai para Paper Planes.

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait

[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bongs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison through their system

[x2]
No one on the corner has swag like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going hell just pumping that gas

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business

Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go

Comments: Posted 11:03 PM by Szum
Som nacional por aqui. Chico Buarque Song está no quarto disco do Fellini, importante banda paulista dos anos 80. Altamente recomendável!

the shining eyes of a rabbit
cross the way you take to leave
your home
and people said that you're
alone
and the day begins in shadows

shine, shine inside you eyes my
foolish eyes

i'm waiting soon your beautiful
smile
a yellow cab in the morning sun
do you still hear Chico Buarque
at night?
you natural look arriving...

shine, shine inside your eyes
my foolish eyes

Comments: Posted 10:49 PM by Szum
Dia importante, dia de disco importante.A nostalgia passa por aqui e relembra o clássico trabalho do Michael Jackson. Quem não ouviu metade das faixas de Thriller é por que não estava na face da terra. Por tabela, não curtiu Beat It.

They told him don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it

You better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it

They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it

You have to show them that you're really not scared
You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare
They'll kick you, then they beat you,
Then they'll tell you it's fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it

Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it

Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right

Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it

Comments: Posted 11:36 PM by Szum
Esse blog faz uma parada técnica por duas semanas para manutenção. Na sua volta, conta o que rolou no cd player.Por enquanto, fico na década de 80 e a clássica Blue Monday do New Order.Até!

How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you've laid laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are

I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more

And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today

I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes
I'd be a heavenly person today

And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel

Now I stand here waiting

I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)

Comments: Posted 10:02 PM by Szum
R.E.M. novo na praça.A canção é boa, mas não brilha.Assim é Supernatural Superserious. Aguardo as próximas do novo disco.

Everybody here comes from somewhere
That they would just as soon forget a disguise

At the summer camp where you volunteered
No one saw your face, no one saw your fear
If that apparition, it just appeared
Took you up and away from this space
In sheer humiliation of your teenage station

Nobody cares, no one remembers
And nobody cares

And you cried and you cried
You survived, you survived
And you cried and you cried
And you cried and you cried

If you call out safe, then I'll stop right away
If the premise buckles, and the road starts to shake
For the detail's marked, but the story's the same
You don't have to explain, you don't have to explain
Humiliation of your teenage station

Yeah you cried and you cried
You survived, you survived
Ah, you cried and you cried
And you cried...

...And you realize your fantasies
Are dressed up in travesties
Enjoy yourself with no regrets - uh - uh

Everybody here comes from somewhere
That they would just as soon forget a disguise

And you cried and you cried
You survived, you survived
Yeah you cried and you cried
And you cried and you cried

Ah, you cried and you cried
Ah, you cried and you cried

Now, there's nothing dark and there's nothing weird
Don't be afraid, I will hold you near
From the seance where you first betrayed
An open heart on a darkened stage:
A celebration of your teenage station

Inexperienced sweet delirious
Supernatural superserious
Inexperienced sweet delirious
Supernational superserious

Comments: Posted 10:07 PM by Szum
Além de gelo, o Canadá produz boas bandas. A bola da vez é o Black Mountain que fez esse disquinho aí. Angels é a canção radiofônica de In The Future.

Come on, lay your halo down
Well, angels, lay your arms around
Oh every city's seen the setting sun
Call 'em kicks, you know they just begun
So come on, lay your halo down

Oh, lady lady, don't let your worry please
Well you got something
and that ain't nothing to just let be
So why you kicking all those storms around?
And keeping fake down in the underground?
Oh come on, lay your halo down

So why you kicking all the rollies round?
And keeping fake down in the underground?
We won't call curtain
still we know that you have found...

Come on, lay your halo down
Angels, lay your arms around
Oh every city's seen the setting sun
Call em kicks, you know they've just begun
Come on, lay your halo down

Comments: Posted 2:05 PM by Szum
Música de Candeia na voz da Marisa Monte. Um dos melhores momentos da cantora brasileira que está no seu disco de estréia de 1989.Preciso me Encontrar é sublime!

Deixe-me ir
Preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir prá não chorar...(2x)

Quero assistir ao sol nascer
Ver as águas dos rios correr
Ouvir os pássaros cantar
Eu quero nascer, quero viver...

Deixe-me ir
Preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir prá não chorar...

Se alguém por mim perguntar
Diga que eu só vou voltar
Quando eu me encontrar...

Quero assistir ao sol nascer
Ver as águas dos rios correr
Ouvir os pássaros cantar
Eu quero nascer, quero viver...

Deixe-me ir
Preciso andar
Vou por aí a procurar
Rir prá não chorar...

Se alguém por mim perguntar
Diga que eu só vou voltar
Quando eu me encontrar
Quando eu me encontrar
Quando eu me encontrar
Depois que eu me encontrar
Quando eu me encontrar
Depois, depois
Que eu me encontrar
Quando eu me encontrar
Depois, depois
Depois que eu me encontrar...