Comments: Posted 9:37 PM by Szum
Audição completa do novo do Weezer e veredito final: disco fraco, onde Pork and Beans é disparada a melhor canção do trabalho dos caras.

They say I need some Rogaine to put in my hair
Work it out at the gym to fit my underwear
Oakley makes the shades to transform a tool
You'd hate for the kids to think that you've lost your cool

I'mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain't got a thing to prove to you
I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like
I'm fine and dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot about what you think

Everyone likes to dance to a happy song
With a catchy chorus and beat so they can sing along
Timbaland knows the way to reach the top of the charts
Maybe if I work with him I can perfect the art

I'mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain't got a thing to prove to you
I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like
I'm fine and dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot about what you think

No, I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care
I don't care

I'mma do the things that I wanna do
I ain't got a thing to prove to you
I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans
Excuse my manners if I make a scene
I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like
I'm fine and dandy with the me inside
One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink
I don't give a hoot about what you think

Comments: Posted 10:30 PM by Szum
Sai lá fora agora nos primeiros dias de fevereiro o novo single do Morrissey, I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris. Como fã confesso dos Smiths, sinto harmonias do primeiro disco deles nessa canção.Será minha imaginação ou estou certo?

In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch
I have decided Im throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

In the absence of your smiling face
I traveled all over the place
and I have decided Im throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
Im throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

Im throwing my arms around Paris because
Nobody wants my love
Nobody wants my love
Nobody needs my love
Nobody wants my love

Yes you made yourself plain
Yes you made yourself very plain



E como o final de semana promete aqui no sul, essa é boa para escutar na estrada. Brand New Start está no disco de estréia do Little Joy, que se apresenta na próxima semana aqui em Porto Alegre. Confere aí!

Take advantage of the season
To take off your overcoat
The spirits will lift off those young men you provoke
But I'll be laughing, knowing I will take you home

There ain't no lover like the one I've got
Ain't no lover like the one I've got
She and I have a brand new start
I gotta give all my love

All this time they had me thinking
Love's a boat that's slowly sinking
But you made the claim
Taking chances, embracing the change
I count my blessings knowing you will take me home

There ain't no lover like the one I've got
Ain't no lover like the one I've got
She and I have a brand new start
I gotta give all my love

I got time to hold my own
What's a day when the years are on their way
I gotta say

There ain't no lover like the one I've got
Ain't no lover like the one I've got
She and I have a brand new start
I gotta give all my love

Comments: Posted 9:41 PM by Szum
Depois de uma audição completa do novo disco do Kings of Leon, reconheço que o primeiro single é sublime e o que vem pela frente é apenas mais do que razoável.Comprove em Use Somebody.

I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice

Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody

Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody

I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see

Comments: Posted 10:19 PM by Szum
Na primeira audição passou desapercebido.Na segunda,chamou a atenção.E na terceira descobri porque o Fleet Foxes aparece em tudo o que é lista de melhores do ano passado.White Winter Hymnal é uma das várias boas canções da turma de Seattle.

I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime

Comments: Posted 10:25 PM by Szum
Acho que Golden Age é o que tem de mais pop no último do TV on the Radio.Experimental como sempre, mas recomendo ter na prateleira.

Heart beat sounding
Ricocheting in their cage
Thought I'd lose my balance
With the grounds bounce and sway
And all this violence
And all this goes away
And the vibes that rise like
Fireflies illuminate our play

Some light being
Pulled you up from night's party
Said clap your hands
If you think your soul is free
And the silence was astounding
'cept some "Oh Lord!! Mercy Me's"
And oh you can't stop what's comin' up
You're never gonna stop gonna live it up
And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup
And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup

The age of miracles
The age of sound
Well there's a Golden Age
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round

Give it up
'stead of grabbing for decay
What we viewed as gold
I believe pollutes this space
And its grace ascending
Like a snake up your tree
Up your happy ending understanding
All your s'pposed to be

Let it move right in
Let it kiss your face
Let it sow your skin
In perpetual embrace
Like I said "Love's Light is Laughter"
Like the sun spitting happiness into the hereafter
Oh here it comes like a natural disaster
Ah blowing up like a ghetto blaster
Ah here it comes, bring it faster
Ah here it comes, bring it faster

The age of miracles
The age of sound
Well there's a Golden Age
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round

Love, don't you falter
Burning hearts
Dragged behind
The horses dancing on the altar
Hooves breaking Gods
To diamond dust and stars
And there you are...

Now we're all allowed to breathe
Walls dissolve
With the hunger and the greed
Move your body
You've got all you need
And your arms in the air stir a sea of stars
And oh here it comes and it's not so far

All light beings
Come on now make haste
Clap your hands
If you think you're in the right place
Thunder all surrounding
Aw feel it quake with the joy resounding
Palm to the palm you can feel it pounding
Never give it up you can feel it mounting
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup and
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup

The age of miracles
The age of sound
Well there's a Golden Age
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round

The age of miracles
The age of sound
Well there's a Golden Age
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round

Comments: Posted 10:05 PM by Szum
Um ano após seu lançamento,eu finalmente consegui escutar o aclamado último trabalho dos ingleses do British Sea Power.Bacana, mas ainda falta algo. Waving Flags é uma boa amostra do que tem no disco.

You are astronomical fans of alcohol
So welcome in
Are rising in the East and setting in the West
All waving flags

We're all waving flags now
Waving flags
But don't be scared

And you, you will be here for a while
And it's all a joke
Oooh, it's all a joke
Ooooooh

Are you of legal drinking age, on minimum wage
Well, welcome in
From across the Vistula, you've come so very far
All waving flags

We're all waving flags now
Waving flags
But don't be scared

And you, you will be here for a while
And it's all a joke
Oooh, it's all a joke
Ooooooh

Beer is not dark
Beer is not light
It just tastes good
Especially tonight

(Oh welcome in)

Oh welcome in, we are Barbarians
Oh welcome in, cross the Carpathians
Oh we can fail, not with czech ecstasy
No we won't fail, not with czech ecstasy
So welcome in

Comments: Posted 1:10 PM by Szum
Eles bebem direto na fonte dos Replacements e fizeram em 2008 um bom disco de rock'n'roll. A melhor é Slapped Actress e está nesse último (abaixo) dos americanos do Hold Steady.

Don't tell my sister about your most recent vision
Don't tell my family, they're all wicked strict Christian
Don't tell the hangers-on, don't tell your friends
Don't tell them we went down to Ybor City again

Don't tell the dancers, they'll just get distracted
Don't tell the DJs, they already suspect us
Don't mention the bloodshed, don't mention the skins
Don't tell them Ybor City almost killed us again

We are the theatre
They are the people
Dressed up to be seated
Looking upwards and dreaming

We're the projectors
We're hosting the screening
We're dusting the spotlights
We're just kinda floating

Don't drop little hints, I don't want them to guess
Don't mention Tampa, they'll just know all the rest
Don't mention bloodshed, don't tell them it hurts
Don't say we saw angels, they'll take us straight to the church

They queue up for tickets
To see the performance
They push to get closer
Looking upwards with wonder

We are the actors
The cameras are rolling
I'll be (?)
You'll be Gina (?)

Sometimes actresses get slapped
Sometimes actresses get slapped
Sometimes fake fights turn out bad
Sometimes actresses get slapped

Some nights making it look real
Might end up with someone hurt
Some nights it's just entertainment
And some other nights it's worse

They come in for the beating
Sit in stadium seating
They're holding their hands out
For the body and blood now

We're the directors
Our hands all hold steady
I'll be John Cassavetes
Let me know when you're ready

Whoa
Man, we make our own movies
Man, we make our own movies

Whoa
Man, we make our own movies
Man, we make our own movies

Comments: Posted 9:40 PM by Szum
Outra aposta para esse ano é a Santogold.Chega de cantoras desprezíveis.Lights Up é o post do dia.

Lights out
Shoot up the station
TV's dead where's there to run
Watch everybody come undone
Lights out
We'll make it easy
We'll make it fun
Won't let them see now, how they had won
Still I wait another round

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Wiped out
No concentration
They got us basking in a storm
I watch it as it loses form
Wiped out
They could see me; that's what I want
A casualty, but I am upfront
And I know what it's about

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

I'm still a shaking my head
The one you can't account for
I keep just one step ahead
There's no place to run

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light