UFO - Mr. Freeze

Uma das bandas que chegou ao meu conhecimento, também em 2010, o UFO é uma banda inglesa, surgida no final da década de 60, que influenciou grandes nome do Metal como Metallica e Iron Maiden. Um dos integrantes é o monstro Michael Schenker, que já tocou também com o Scorpions, enfim, só ouvindo para se ter uma idéia da genialidade do som dos caras.
Essa canção é de uma fase mais recente da banda, do seu 19º disco, o You Are Here, de 2004.

Hey now
This year I've been feeling kinda weary
Oh, next year I may not come back at all
Sometimes I hear the angels singing
Or I can hear my mother's call
Give me a cadillac for a carriage
And you'll hear my name
Whispering through the trees
You can call me Mr. Black
You can call me Mr. Grey
Or you can call me simply,
Call me Mr. Freeze
And tonight I'm feeling kinda beautiful
Tonight I'm feeling kinda warm
And there's a touch of humour
In everything I see
Oh there's a touch of scorn
Give me a Mercedes for my baggage
And hear my name on the breeze
You can all me Mr. Black
You can all me Mr. Green
Or you can call me simply,
Call me Mr. Freeze
If you please. Mr. Freeze
Solo
Give me a cadillac for a carriage
And you'll hear my name
Whispering through the trees
You can call me Mr. Black
You can call me Mr. Grey
Or you can call me simply,
Call me Mr. Freeze
Give me a Mercedes for my baggage
And hear my name on the breeze
You can all me Mr. Black
You can all me Mr. Green
Or you can call me simply,
Call me Mr. Freeze
If you please

http://letras.ms/tAj

Midlake - Roscoe (acoustic)

E fechando, aquela que julgo ser a melhor canção da banda, ainda do segundo disco, o The Trials of Van Occupanther, de 2006, porém numa versão acústica, encontrada no EP Oak & Julian, de 2007.
Belíssima!

Stonecutters made them from stones
Chosen specially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered tender
Piled high
In which to take along.
Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here.

When they got here, all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes
We can be thankful

Ooh aah ooh
When the mountaineers
Saw that everything fit, they were
Glad and so they took off

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

The village used to be all one really needs
That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of
Chemicals that mostly surround you
You wish to flee but it's not like you
So listen to me, listen to me

Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes,
We will step outside
We will not find another man inside
We like the newness, the newness of all
That has grown in our garden soaking for so long

Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed into something more productive like Roscoe
Been born in 1891
Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones

Oh, they're a little like you, and
They're a little like me
When they're falling me

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
(This place)
(This place)

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
(When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with)

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/roscoe_lyrics_midlake.html
All about Midlake: http://www.musictory.com/music/Midlake

Midlake - Small Mountain (live)

Após uma longa data sem nada postar, trago a banda que mais me surpreendeu em 2010: Midlake.
Duas canções, uma em cada post, com diferentes versões do que a banda mostrou em studio.
Nessa primeira postagem, Small Mountain, do terceiro disco, o maravilhoso The Courage of Others, de 2010, numa versão ao vivo, tocada em um corredor qualquer de uma das ruas na Austrália.

The rise and the fall upon small mountain
Was fair not for all in need
And i with my life has gone
Away from this land of gold

Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune brings
And all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seen
And it reigns like the others
Giving all what it can
While the days count for nothing
Nothing that one undestands

Upon that road I has struggled to find
A way of life that was common for all
And all that runs on the mountain was mine
A way of life that will surely be gone

Poor lands will grow
Among the weeds among the roads
And all are anxious for song and dance
That will sometimes get old

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/small_mountain_lyrics_midlake.html
All about Midlake: http://www.musictory.com/music/Midlake

Scorpions - Born to Touch Your Feelings

Depois de mais uma parada, por motivos pessoais, estou de volta com um vídeo que traz uma das mais belas canções que tive o prazer de ouvir, diga-se de passagem de uma banda cujos hinos sempre respeitei e venerei, mas imperdoavelmente não conhecia esta obra de arte.
Born to Touch Your Feelings desperta uma mistura de setimentos, que variam com o decorrer de sua melodia, alternando tristeza e renascimento, melancolia e explosão. Ela me lembra bastante a famosíssima Nothing Else Mathers, do Metallica (inclusive eu acho que o Metallica a tomou como base), porém eu arrisco dizer que ela encanta bem mais, até porque poucos sabem encaixar sua doce voz, em meio aos solos e riffs estoneantes de Ulrich Roth e Rudolf Schenker, respectivamente, como Klaus Meine.
A canção se encontra no quinto disco do Scorpions, o Taken by Force, de 1977.

I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feeling

Close your eyes and I'll try to get in
To waken your heart like the sping
'Cause I was born to touch your feelings

Steal the time, take a song and be glad
Be free as the birds, don't be sad
Your time will come, I'll make you feel it
You're still young like the sun after rain
Follow the light it's not in vain
And you will see I'll touch your feelings

You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right
You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right

You were born just to lose or to win
To be someone's chime in the wind
To live between your mind and feelings
Find your way, check it out
Learn each day
Follow the light, it's not in vain
And you will see I'll touch your feelings

You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right
You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right

I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feeling
I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feeling

The Shins - New Slang

Depois de um bom tempo parado, quase que deixando o blog entregue às traças, resolvi voltar a postar, pois estou entrando no período de férias.
Hoje prestei atenção nessa canção dos Shins, essa maravilhosa banda americana e não pude acreditar que nunca tinha postado-a por aqui. É lindíssima, triste e me lembra algumas coisas muito antigas, referentes ao Velho Oeste, só não sei explicar exatamente o que seja.
Ela está no primeiro álbum de carreira da banda, o Oh, Inverted World, de 2001.

Gold teeth and a curse for this tow were all in my mouth
Only, I don't know how they got out, dear
Turn me back into the pet that I was when we met
I was happier then with no mind-set

And if you took to me
Like a gull takes to the wind,
Well, I'd've jumped from my tree
And I'd've danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would've fared well

New slang when you notice the stripes,
The dirt in your fries
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony
Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and I'm lonely

And if you took to me
Like a gull takes to the wind,
Well, I'd've jumped from my tree
And I'd've danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would've fared well

God speed all the bakers at dawn
May they all cut their thumbs
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away

I'm looking in on the good life
I might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields,
Am I too dumb to refine?

And if you took to me like -
Well, I'd've a danced like the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would've fared well

The Who - Blue Red and Grey

Uma das mais belas canções já feitas até hoje, de uma das bandas mais influentes de todos os tempos.
Pete Townshend abusa de seu belíssimo vocal, que somado ao simples e belo som de seu ukelele, geram essa transformação mágica que encanta a qualquer um que se der ao luxo de ouvi-la até o final.
A música está no disco The Who By Numbers, de 1975.

Some people seem so obsessed with the morning
Get up early just to watch the sun rise
Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky
Worship the sun when it's high
Some people go for those sultry evenings
Sipping cocktails in the blue, red and grey
But I like every minute of the day

I like every second, so long as you are on my mind
Every moment has its special charm
It's all right when you're around, rain or shine
I know a crowd who only live after midnight
Their faces always seem so pale
And then there's friends of mine who must have sunlight
They say a suntan never fails
I know a man who works the night shift
He's lucky to get a job and some pay
And I like every minute of the day

I dig every second
I can laugh in the snow and rain
I get a buzz from being cold and wet
The pleasure seems to balance out the pain

And so you see that I'm completely crazy
I even shun the south of France
The people on the hill, they say I'm lazy
But when they sleep, I sing and dance
Some people have to have the sultry evenings
Cocktails in the blue, red and grey
But I like every minute of the day

I like every minute of the day

Gorky's Zygotic Mynci - This Summer's Been Good from the Start

Depois de uns dias sem postar, voltei.
Ontem eu estava procurando algum vídeo dessa canção e não achei, daí construí meu próprio vídeo, que se não é uma maravilha de produção, pelo menos serviu para que eu postasse a música pra vocês, de quebra acompanhada da letra.
Ela faz parte do sétimo disco da banda, o maravilhoso Blue Trees, de 2000.

Well this summer's been good from the start
And it looks like we never shall part

Where are we going ? I don't know
How do we get there ? So and so

Well this summer's been good from the start
Yes, this summer's been good from the start

Well we slept underneath all the stars
And we talked about girls seen from afar

What's her name now ? I don't know
How do I get to know ?

Well this summer's been good from the start
Yes this summer's been good from the start

And years from now why am I dreaming
Of a time when I'll be leaving
Yesterday has not gone easy
But it's you I believe in

Well we're drinking the dew off the leaves
And the sun's come easy like you would not believe

Where are we going? I don't know
How do we get there? So and so

Well this summer's been good from the start
Yes this summer's been good from the start.

A-HA - Foot Of The Mountain

Por fim, a maravilhosa canção que leva o nome do álbum.
Vai ser arrepiante ver e ouvir isso ao vivo, logo mais.
Bom, não me restam mais palavras, agora é só esperar chegar a hora de sentir o A-HA tomar conta de nossos corações, presentes no espetáculo.
Até mais, galera!

Keep your clever lines
Hold your easy rhymes
Silence everything
Silence always wins
It's a perfect alibi
There's no need to analyze
It will be all right
Through the longest night
Just silence everything

But we could live by the foot of the mountain
We could clear us a yard in the back
Build a home by the foot of the mountain
We could stay there and never come back

Learn from my mistake
Leave what others take
Speak when spoken to
And do what others do
Silence always wins
So silence everything

It will be all right
In the morning light
Just silence everything

But we could live by the foot of the mountain
We could clear us a yard in the back
Build a home by the foot of the mountain
We could stay there and never come back
We could stay there and never come back

You know it
We could live tonight

But we could live by the foot of the mountain
We could make us a white picket fence
Build a home by the foot of the mountain
we could stay there and see how it ends
We could stay there and see how it ends

A-HA - The Bandstand

É hoje!
Às 22h, estarei frente a frente com a maior banda norueguesa de todos os tempos.
Como fora prometido, fechando as postagens que passeiam pela discografia da banda, hoje vos trago o último disco até então, lançado oficialmente: Foot of the Mountain, de 2009.
Um álbum recheado de canções fora de série, relembrando os melhores tempos da banda, lá pela década de 80.
Não hesitei em escolher as duas canções que certamente abrirão o show de logo mais, que são perfeitas em todos os aspectos.

you stand in the doorway
a block up the street
ringing the doorbell
there´s tapping of feet
high yellow hair
and worn brown suit
enter,and break the news

now tell me the story
i give it the time
no need to worry
everything´s fine
i´ll take you away
from this name-calling scene
sure...you can bring your magazine

cold and windblown on the old bandstand
you and i walking hand in hand
a neon glow shining
down on us
don´t wait up for us
don´t wait up for us

now tell me the story
i give it the time
when you stop looking
then you will find
i´ll take you away
from this name calling scene
just bring your magazine


cold and windblown on the old bandstand
you and i walking hand in hand
a neon glow shining
down on us
don´t wait up for us
don´t wait up for us

A-HA - Keeper of the Flame

A segunda postagem traz um som mais romântico do disco, que inclusive é recheado de canções assim.
Os arranjos são sublimes, como sempre, e a voz do Morten impecável.

Give it up for rock'n roll
Give it up for rock
Give it up for how it made you feel

Give it up for vinyl days
Kicking back from school
Turning out to make it real sweet

Give it up for rock'nroll
Give it up for bob
Give it up for how it made you see

Give it up for silvertone
Give it up for golden
Adolescent daydreams

Incidental incidents
Instrumental instruments
A plan evolves too grand to entertain

Monumental monuments
Sentimental sentiments
You could've been the keeper of the flame

Incidental incidents
Instrumental instruments
Swallowed by the place from which you came

Monumental monuments
Sentimental sentiments
You should've been the keeper of the flame

Give it up for summer days
Laying in the grass
Everything is happening in your head
You raise your fist up in the air
Clench your teeth and say
Four more years and I'm outa here

Give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Four more years and I am outa here!

A-HA - Analogue

O penúltimo dia de postagens do A-HA, também coincidindo com a véspera de minha viagem pro show, traz o penúltimo disco da banda, até então.
Eu gosto bastante do Analogue, lançado em 2005. É um disco ousado, assim como fora o anterior, porém mais próximo do ponto certo, encontrado justamente no disco posterior, sobre o qual falaremos amanhã.
A canção que abre o dia é a homônima Analogue, que inclusive eles irão tocar amanhã: muito legal.

Come back, my darling one
I'm calling on you
The road ahead is long
And I must warn you

I wonder
Where did she go?
If I failed you
I tell you right now

All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you

Come back, my fallen son
Don't let them fool you
Cos when the day is done
They’ll never move you

Lay down your senseless pride
(Got more than you)
Put out your mournful tones
I tell you right now

All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel
Feel

(Lay down your senseless pride
You travelled once too often, yeah)

I tell you right now
All I want you to know; I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel

All I want you to know I love you
All I need is the time to show you how I feel

(Come back, my analogue
I hardly knew ya
the high end sloping off
a thing of beauty
take hold, my little ones
my minor key sonatas
show forth your looping grace
no one here can take your place)

A-HA - Forever not Yours

Fechando o dia com a segunda canção do álbum Lifelines, trago outra bela música.
Os arranjos são bem interessantes (com destaque pro teclado, com som de piano, ao fundo), a batida bem envolvente e ela certamente fica como um dos grandes hits do A-HA, nessa década que se passou.

Hold me tight, this is a lonely night
And I’ve hurt you baby, 'cause you're my light
Make me strong, just like you make me weak
And your hands reach out for me
Even in your sleep

I'll soon be gone now
Forever not yours
It won't be long now
Forever not yours

Memories they keep coming through
The good ones hurt more than the bad ones do
The days were hot, and the nights were deep
And I miss you, baby
I miss you, baby

I'll soon be gone now
Forever not yours
It won't be long now
Forever not yours

I'll soon be gone now
It won't be long now
Forever not
Forever not yours

I'll soon be gone now
Forever not yours
It won't be long now
Forever not yours
I'll soon be gone now
Forever not yours
It won't be long now
Forever not yours

A-HA - Lifelines

Começando as postagens do dia, mais um disco, o Lifelines, de 2002.
Um disco mais uma vez arriscado, que apresenta certa queda em relação ao anterior, mas um bom disco. O sétimo na carreira da banda.
A primeira canção que posto é a mais bela do álbum, a homônima Lifelines.
O vídeo é dividido em duas partes, uma traz a canção na versão original e a outra é numa versão um pouco diferente.
As imagens são de um filme norueguês, de 1991, de 12 minutos de duração, dirigido por Morten Skallerud: A Year Along the Abandoned Road.

One time to know that it's real
One time to know how it feels
that's all
One call
Your voice on the phone
One place
a moment alone
that's all
What do you see, what do you know?
One sign: what do I do?
Just follow your lifeline through
What if it hurts, what then?
What do we do, What do you say?
Don't throw your lifelines away

One time
just once in my life
yeah One time
to know it can happen twice
One shot
of a clear blue sky
one look
I see no reasons why we can't
One chance
to go back to the point
where everything starts
one chance
to keep it together when
things fall apart
Just one sign
to make us believe it's true
What do you see,
Where do we go?
One sign: how do we grow?
by letting your lifelines show
What if we do, what now?
What do you say?
how do i know?
Don't let your lifeline go

A-HA - Summer Moved On

Fecho o dia com a segunda canção, porém de uma forma brilhante, não apenas pela qualidade dela, que é incontestável, mas pelas condições climáticas encontradas pelo Morten, para interpretá-la, devido o frio intenso da Alemanha, em 2001. É uma aula de falsetes e explosão vocal, capazes de arrepiar tranquilamente qualquer um que esteja habituado a ouvir os mais conceituados vocalistas do Planeta.
Os 20 segundos de "Stay", no refrão, lá pelos 3:30 do vídeo, representam muito bem a perfeição da voz desse cidadão.

Summer moved on
And the way it goes
You can't tag along
Honey moved out
And the way it went
Leaves no doubt

Moments will pass
In the morning light
I found out
Seasons can't last
And there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay
Don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today
With nobody else around

Friendships move on
And until the day
You can't tag along
Handshakes unfold
And the way it goes
No one knows

Moments will pass
In the morning light
I found out
Seasons can't last
And there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay
Don't just walk away
And leave me another day

Stay
A day just like today
With nobody else around

Stay
Don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Seasons can't last
And there's just one thing
Left to ask

Stay
Don't just walk away
And leave me another day
A day just like today

Stay
Don't just walk away
With nobody else around

Summer moved on

A-HA - Velvet

E hoje é dia de entrarmos na segunda fase do A-HA, que após sete anos sem gravar nenhum disco, resolveram lançar esta obra-prima: Minor Earth Major Sky, de 2000.
O disco quebra com toda aquela expectativa de que a banda não mais voltasse ou viesse sem o impacto causado 15 anos antes.
Desconheço uma canção que seja mediana nesse disco, pois adoro todas elas, daí a dificuldade em selecionar duas pra hoje, mas abro as postagens do dia com essa que é disparada a mais bela do álbum.
O clipe é intrigante e fica a critério de cada um interpretá-lo da melhor maneira possível.

Her skin is like velvet
Her face cut from stone
Her eyes when she's smiling
Will never reach home
But hear how she sings

Her touch would be tender
Her lips would be warm
But when we're together
I'm always alone
But hear how she sings

Her skin is like velvet
So I went to her home
Her place like a palace
With things you can't own

Her skin is like velvet
And hear how she sings
Hear how she sings...
Yaeh, she sings
And hear how she sings
Hear how she

A-HA - Move to Memphis

Como segunda postagem do dia, uma canção absolutamente diferente da anterior. Um contrabaixo maravilhoso, bem acima dos demais instrumentos, uma guitarra bem "swingada" e uma batida pra lá de dançante. Não é uma obra-prima, não está entre as melhores deles, longe disso, mas é de se tirar o chapéu esses detalhes, por terem sido bem colocados, segundo a proposta que eles tinham ao gravá-la.

Walked around no one around
You were the one who taught me
better
This old town brings me down
You were the one who told me
You've got to

Move to Memphis
That's what I'll do
Move to Memphis and follow you
Trace that highway
Down to your doorway
Move tho Memphis and be with you

On the day you walked away
I was the one who said
You'd better stick around stay in town
You were the one who told me
You've got to

Move to Memphis
That's what I'll do
Chase the shadow that follows you
Trace that highway
Down to your doorway
Move to Memphis
And be with you

That's what I'll do
Move to Memphis to be with you
I'm gonna be with you
I'm gonna be with you
Gonna move to Memphis!

A-HA - Dark is the Night for All

Abrindo o dia com mais um disco, o quarto na carreira da banda: Memorial Beach, de 1993.
É o álbum mais fraco dessa primeira fase (se é que podemos dividir a discografia em duas partes). Confesso que não gostei muito dessa tentativa deles em arriscar, mas tudo bem, o disco tem boas canções e um exemplo disso é essa que trago agora. Bela, como já é de costume, com o Morten esticando a voz nas alturas e os sintetizadores muito bem colocados nos arranjos.

It’s time we said goodbye
Time now to decide
Oh don’t you feel so small
Dark is the night for all

It’s time we moved out West
This time will be the best
And when the evenings fall
Dark is the night for all

It’s time … yeah, to break free
It’s time to pull away
For you and me

It’s time … yeah, to break free
We need to celebrate the mystery

It’s time we said goodbye
Time for you and I
Oh don’t you feel so small
Dark is the night for all

A-HA - Early Morning

A segunda canção do dia, também desse quarto álbum, é bastante especial pra mim, por ser uma das que mais me recordo daquela época e por ainda ser uma das que mais me tocam, pela suavidade, melodia e por esse contrabaixo belíssimo que segue durante a canção inteira.
Esse vídeo é da turnê pelo América do Sul, em 1998.

Early morning
8:00 precise
I see the lonely
August sun arise.

Say you know you will
Move like you do
Out in the fields...
Waited the whole night through
Early morning...
Early morning...
Yeah...

Ran the whole way
Down to the tracks
Through the doorway
Then a last look back.

Say you know you will
Save me like you do
Out in the fields...
I've waited the whole night through
Early morning...
Early morning...
Yeah...

Out in the fields...

I climbed all the stairways
To find the rooftop clear
Got a shotgun
Lying with me here.

Say you know you will
Save me like you do
Out in the fields...
You know how it feels, yeah...
Early morning...
Early morning...

Early morning
8:00 precise...

A-HA - Crying In The Rain

Hoje é dia de entrarmos no quarto disco da banda e primeiro da década de 90, o sucesso East of the Sun, West of the Moon, de 1990.
Um disco repleto de excelentes canções, que também me deixou confuso na hora de optar por apenas duas, mas como aqui a coisa é bem pessoal, optei pelas duas faixas iniciais, que estão seguramente em meu Top 10 da banda.
Essa canção que abre o dia foi originalmente gravada pelos Everly Brothers, como single, em 1962, numa versão mais simples, bem folk, diferente do que o A-HA fez 20 anos atrás, com sample de som de chuva e demais acréscimos intrumentais.
Sem dúvidas uma música lindíssima.

I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting in me
I've got my pride and I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
I'll do my crying in the rain

If I wait for stormy skies
You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes
You'll never know that I still love you so
Only heartaches remain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Raindrops falling from heaven
Could never take away my misery
Since we're not together
I pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Someday, when my crying is done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool but 'till then
Darling, you'll never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Since we're not together
I pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Someday when my crying is done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool but till then
Darling, you never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain ...

A-HA - You Are the One

Como o A-HA mescla muito bem a melodia com a levada dançante, achei interessante trazer na segunda postagem, diferente da primeira, uma canção que tivesse como principal característica essa sonoridade, digna dos melhores setlists de boates dos anos 80, também presente no terceiro disco da banda.
Impossível ficar parado!

You are the one who has done me in
Guess you knew from the start
I call again, but there's no one in
Don't know where, with whom you've been
But I do love you
Anyway you want me to

You are the one now the state I'm in!
Catching you was so hard
I fought for you, did you let me win?
Don't even care
You don't care where I've been
But I do love you
Anyway you want me to

I've done all I can do
All the letters I've sent through
Put my life in the palms of your hands
Maybe now you can see
That it's got to be me
But if you leave me
I'll understand, yeah
If you leave me, I'll understand

Girl!!!
You are the one who has done me in
Guess you knew from the start
I call your friends, but there's no one in
Catching you is so hard
You are the one!

A-HA - Stay on These Roads

Hoje é dia do terceiro disco, Stay on These Roads, de 1988. Um disco maravilhoso, recheado de clássicos, o que tornou difícil a escolha de apenas dois, mas enfim, eis o primeiro deles, justamente o que leva o nome do disco.
A canção é das mais belas dos anos 80, consequentemente uma das melhore obra da banda.
Destaco, além da melodia, claro, os sons de ventos que aparecem ao fundo: espetáculo.

The cold has a voice
It talks to me
Stillborn by choice
It airs not need
To hold

Oh Old man feels the cold...
Oh baby don't
'cause I've been told:
Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on...my love
We shall meet, I know
I know

Where join should rain
These skies restrain
Shadow your love...'
The voice trails off again
The voice trails off again

Oh Old man feels the cold
Oh baby don't!
Cause I've been told

Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on... My love
You feel so weak, be strong
Stay on, stay on
We shall meet, I know, I know
I know, my love, I know

(feels the cold)

Winter's gone, I'm on my own

Stay on these roads
We shall meet, I know
Stay on... my love
We will meet, I know
So stay on...I know
Stay my love, stay on
We will meet, I know, I know

A-HA - The Weight Of The Wind

Fechando o dia, outra bela canção do disco, se não a mais bela.
Há 20 anos, percebíamos uma voz mais potente do Morten, como podemos observar no áudio original do disco ou em gravações da época, mas hoje nota-se que a voz já não é mais a mesma, mas como gênio que é, ele conseguiu adaptar-se á idade e manter uma interpretação sem tanta extensão no refrão, porém com uma suavidade que dá uma beleza diferente, como vemos nesse vídeo de 2005.

Your face looked new against the town
You've come to lose some memories
Like you came to touch new grounds

But you want to lose
The weight of the wind
Rests hard on your shoulders
It's bringing you down
The one that you love
Will never be found

You speak into the falling rain
Words you'd lost, but found again
I see their snakey arms entwined
So clear and cruel
In your jealous mind

But you've got to lose
The weight of the wind
Hard on your shoulders
Getting you down
The one that you love
Will never be found

A-HA - I've Been Losing You

Segundo dia de A-HA, segundo disco da banda sendo lembrado.
Scoundrel Days saiu em 1987 e trouxe uma reunião de clássicos, com menos força do que o primeiro álbum, claro, mas mantendo a originalidade em sua sonoridade.
A primeira canção do dia é belíssima, como era de se esperar e também faz parte de minha infância. Destaco o contrabaixo nela.

It wasn't the rain that washed away
Rinsed out the colours of your eyes
Putting the gun down on the bedside table
I must have realized

It wasn't the rain that made no difference
And I could have sworn it wasn't me
Yet I did it all so coldly, almost slowly
Plain for all to see

CHORUS:
Oh, come on
Please, now talk to me
Tell me things I could find helpful
How can I stop now?
Is there nothing I can do?
I have lost my way
I've been losing you

I can still hear our screams competing
You're hissing your s's like a snake
Now in the mirror stands
Half a man I thought no one could break

It wasn't the rain that made no difference
Nervously drumming on run away
But I want the guilt to get me
Thoughts to wreck me, preying on my mind

CHORUS:
Oh, come on
Please, now talk to me
Tell me things I could find helpful
How can I stop now?
Is there nothing I can do?
I have lost my way
I've been losing you

A-HA - Hunting High and Low

Fechando o dia, a canção que traz o título do disco.
Inquestionavelmente uma das mais belas músicas pop já feitas, que foi essencial para marcar a infância e adolescência de muitos que viveram naquela época, como eu.
O clipe é belíssimo, envolvendo três grandes forças da natureza animal, mostrando os diversos meios que um homem utiliza para estar perto da mulher desejada.
Me arrepio sempre que vejo e ouço isso.

Here I am
And within the reach of my hands
She sounds asleep and she's sweeter now
Than the wildest dream could have seen her
And I watch her slipping away
But I know

I'll be hunting high and low
High
There's no end to the lengths
I'll go to hunting high and low
High
There's no end to lengths I'll go

To find her again
Upon this my dreams are depending
Through the dark
I sense the pounding of her heart next to mine
She's the sweetest love I could find
So I guess

I'll be hunting high and low
High
There's no end to the lengths
I'll go to high and Low
High
Do you know what it means to love you?

I'm hunting high and low
And now she's telling me she's got to go away
I'll always be hunting high and low
Hungry for you
Watch me tearing myself to pieces
Hunting high and low

High
There's no end to the lengths I'll go to
Oh, for you I'll be hunting high and low

A-HA - Take on Me

Hoje inicio uma sequencia de postagens duplas, durante dez dias, que se encerrarão na véspera do show que irei: A-HA, em Recife, no dia 18 de Março.
Vou fazer uma passagem por todos os álbuns da banda, seguindo a cronologia dos mesmos.
Começo com o primeiro disco, o clássico Hunting High and Low, de 1985, que para muitos é o maior sucesso do grupo, pelo menos em termos de vendagem e premiações. A banda nunca havia feito sequer uma turnê ou lançado qualquer outro álbum quando simplesmente entrou para o segundo lugar na Inglaterra e primeiro lugar na Noruega, Áustria e Suécia, vendendo mais de 10 milhões de cópias pelo mundo. No início de 1986, a banda recebeu 11 indicações ao MTV Video Awards, ganhando oito.
Essa canção, que mescla sintetizadores, ritmo dançante e letra envolvente, traz em seu clipe uma bela obra, que condiz com toda a energia que ela passa em seus versos e harmonia. Obrigação no setlist de todo DJ que queira discotecar em qualquer boate do Planeta, mantendo originalidade e satisfação garantida do público.

We're talking away
I don't know what I'm to say
I'll say it anyway
Today's another day to find you
Shying away
I'll be coming for your love, OK?

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
In a day or two

So needless to say
I'm odds and ends
But I'll be stumbling anyway
Slowly learning that life is OK
Say after me
It's no better to be safe than sorry

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
In a day or two

Oh the things that you say
Is it life or just to play my worries away
You're all the things I've got to remember
You're shying away
I'll be coming for you anyway

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
In a day or two

The Decemberists - Eli, The Barrow Boy

Descobri essa banda ano passado, garimpando, buscando sonoridades bem folk, melódicas, daí cheguei até essa voz, que se não bate positivamente no primeiro contato, com certeza lhe encanta com o tempo, basta apenas o ouvinte passear pela discografia completa.
A canção é do disco Picaresque, de 2005: pra mim, o melhor de todos.

Eli, the barrowboy, you're the old town
Sells coal and marigolds and he cries out all down the day
Below the tamarac she is crying
Corn cobs and candlewax for the buying, all down the day

Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe
Made of gold and silk arabian thread
She is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove
And I must push my barrow all the day
And I must push my barrow all the day

Eli, the barrowboy, when they found him
Dressed all in corduroy, he had drowned in the river down the way
They laid his body down in a churchyard
But still when the moon is out, with his pushcart, he calls down the day

Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown
Made of gold and silk arabian thread
But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground
But still I push my barrow all the day
Still I push my barrow all the day

Pink Floyd - A Pillow of Winds

Com quase um ano de blog, ainda não tinha postado nada deles por aqui, então achei que hoje seria um dia bom pra isso.
Como diz um amigo meu, o PINK FLOYD deveria ser escrito sempre assim, em letras maiúsculas, representando toda a sua grandeza.
Essa canção é belíssima, se encontra no disco Meddle, de 1971, um dos clássicos da banda.
A música é toda do Gilmour e a letra é do Waters. A melodia apaixona e o slide, na guitarra, rasga o coração de quem a ouve.

A cloud of eiderdown draws around me,
Softening the sound
Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And the candle dies

When night comes down you lock the door
The book falls to the floor
As darkness falls and waves roll by
The seasons change, the wind is warm

Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields, a cold rain
Is falling in a golden dawn

And deep beneath the ground the early morning sounds
And I go down
Sleepy time when I lie with my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And I rise like a bird
In the haze when the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die

Eddie Vedder - Masters of War

Ontem não tive tempo de postar nada, então pra compensar essa falta, hoje trago uma postagem que pode valer claramente por duas.
Ninguém menos que Eddie Vedder, interpretando Bob Dylan, acompanhado de Mike McCready no violão.
O concerto aconteceu em 2003, em Seattle.
A canção original se encontra no segundo disco do Dylan, o clássico The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan, de 1963.

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
A world war can be won
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain

You fasten the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you set back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
As young people's blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud

You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins

How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never
Forgive what you do

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead

Gorky's Zygotic Mynci - Eyes of Green, Green, Green

Ontem saindo pra tomar uma cervejinha com amigos, ouvimos essa canção por uma três vezes, dando um sabor especial pra noite, que viria a ser maravilhosa pelos shows que assistimos no Centro Histórico de João Pessoa.
Mas voltando a falar da canção, ela foge um pouco da maioria da proposta melancólica, em termos de sonoridade, da maioria das canções da banda.
Há uma influência evidente da música country, como se percebe na batida e nos violinos constantes, deixando um som gostoso e dançante.
Eles gravaram-na em seu último disco, o Sleep/Holiday, de 2003.

There is a girl
Well, I could love
Oh heavens, heavens above
Rush past me
And where you from?
Well like the daytime's short
The nighttime's long
Oh what the day
Won't feel the same
To knock me up again
Well would be a shame
Eyes of blue
And eyes of green green green
Eyes are haunting me
All in between

So we walked unto the sea
Just to see see see
What we could be
And we turned left
And we turned right
Kissed on the beach
And life's alright
Years from now
She'll share my name
And knocked me up again
Would be a shame
Eyes of blue
And eyes of green green green
Eyes are haunting me
All in between

Eyes of blues
Eyes of green
Eyes are haunting me
In between
Eyes of blue
Eyes of green
Eyes are haunting me
In between
Eyes of blue
Eyes of green
Eyes are haunting me
In between
Eyes of blue
Eyes of green
Eyes are haunt...

Tim Buckley - Phantasmagoria in Two

O sobrenome deste cidadão não é mera coincidência. Ele é o pai do Jeff Buckley. E ele é mais impressionante do que o filho. E ele também morreu muito jovem.
Sua discografia é bem extensa, daí ainda estou me habituando com a mesma, mas destaco essa canção que, aliás, foi a primeira dele que me apresentaram.
Um folk belíssimo, psicodélico, que não teria essa atmosfera sombria se interpretada por outra pessoa, muito claro isso.
Ela se encontra no segundo álbum do Tim, o Goodbye and Hello, de 1967.
Como podemos perceber, aquele foi um ano indescritível, pela quantidade de geniais obras lançadas.

If a fiddler played you a song, my love
And if I gave you a wheel
Would you spin for my heart and loneliness
Would you spin for my love

If I gave up all of my pride for you
And only loved you for now
Would you hide my fears and never say
"Tomorrow I must go"

(chorus) Everywhere there's rain my love
Everywhere there's fear

If you tell me a lie I'll cry for you
Tell me of sin and I'll laugh
If you tell me of all the pain you've had
I'll never smile again

(chorus)

I can plainly see that our parts have changed
Our sands are shifting around
Need I beg to you for one more day
To find our lonely love

(chorus)

Nick Cave - Into my Arms

Hoje trago uma canção que, seguramente, está entre as mais tristes que já ouvi, se não for a pioneira mesmo, nesse quesito.
Não vou me estender em comentários sobre a mesmo, apenas assistam e ouçam!
A canção faz parte do álbum The Boatman's Call, de 1997, da discografia do Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds.

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk,like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord, into my arms

Cordel do Fogo Encantado - O Palhaço Do Circo Sem Futuro

Ontem fiquei sabendo de uma triste notícia, o fim de uma das melhores bandas do cenário musical contemporâneo de Pernambucano, o Cordel do Fogo Encantado.
A banda surgiu após a abertura de Recife, pro cenário Nacional, graças ao Chico Science e sua Nação Zumbi, e junto com elas, outros estados também passaram a produzir outras bandas interessantes, como a Paraíba, que apresentou a Cabruêra ao Mundo.
Segundo o líder e vocalista do Cordel, Lirinha, a banda chegou numa decisão pacífica, onde cada membro vai seguir seu caminho.
O Cordel deixou três álbuns em sua discografia, dois muito bons e um regular e a canção que trago hoje é a que mais gosto deles, presente no segundo álbum, o homônimo O Palhaço do Circo Sem Futuro, de 2002. Pra mim o melhor dos três.
Mesmo não sendo uma banda que eu ouvisse incessantemente, me alegrou bastante tê-los visto no palco, ao vivo, quatro vezes.
Sem dúvidas uma perda considerável para a nossa música.

Sou palhaço do circo sem futuro
Um sorriso pintado a noite inteira
O cinema do fogo
Numa tarde embalada de poeira
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo
(Palhaçada)
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo
(Palhaçada)

Sou palhaço do circo sem futuro
Um sorriso pintado a noite inteira
O cinema do fogo
Numa tarde embalada de poeira
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo
(Palhaçada)
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo pegando fogo
Circo
(Palhaçada)

E a lona rasgada no alto
No globo os artistas da morte
E essa tragédia que é viver, e essa tragédia
Tanto amor que fere e cansa

Eddie Vedder - Society

Hoje conversava com uma amiga sobre o filme Into the Wild, do Sean Penn, de 2007, que teve como mentor da trilha sonora, o vocalista e líder do Pearl Jam, Eddie Vedder.
O filme ainda não vi, mas já me deram excelentes indicações, porém a trilha é maravilhosa. Todas as canções redondinhas, em sua maioria uma fusão de folk com rock, ou às vezes uma dessas vertentes isoladas, mas uma obra realmente muito bem feita, mostrando que o Eddie é realmente diferenciado dentro da banda, seja na composição de letras, nas melodias fáceis de tornarem-se hits, nos arranjos e, claro, na interpretação. Porém no disco, das 11 faixas, duas não foram exclusivamente dele, e uma delas é justamente a que mais me marcou, essa que eu trouxe aqui hoje, originalmente composta por Jerry Hannan. Ela é linda do início ao fim, tem um solo de violão simples e mágico, lá pelo meio, e tem o Vedder inspiradíssimo, naquilo que mais ele sabe fazer, cantar.
Estou ansioso para ver esse filme, pois se tiver pelo menos 70% da qualidade desse disco, já me valerá muito à pena.

Oh, it's a mystery to me
We have a greed with which we have agreed
And you think you have to want more than you need
Until you have it all you won't be free

Society, you're a crazy breed
Hope you're not lonely without me...

When you want more than you have
You think you need...
And when you think more than you want
Your thoughts begin to bleed
I think I need to find a bigger place
Because when you have more than you think
You need more space

Society, you're a crazy breed
Hope you're not lonely without me...
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you're not lonely without me...

There's those thinking, more-or-less, less is more
But if less is more, how you keeping score?
Means for every point you make, your level drops
Kinda like you're starting from the top
You can't do that...

Society, you're a crazy breed
Hope you're not lonely without me...
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you're not lonely without me...

Society, have mercy on me
Hope you're not angry if I disagree...
Society, crazy indeed
Hope you're not lonely without me...

Kings of Convenience - I Don't Know What I Can Save You From

Logo que eu soube da notícia do show do A-HA, saí caçando alguns vídeos na internet e me deparei com essa banda, também norueguesa, fazendo uma versão pra clássica Manhattan Skyline e fiquei impressionado com a qualidade dos caras.
Não deu outra, busquei tudo sobre a banda, consegui a discografia (apenas três álbuns) e já me apaixonei por essa canção, que ta no primeiro disco deles, o Quiet Is the New Loud, de 2001.
A banda, que na verdade é uma dupla, se resume a um folk muito bem trabalhado, com uma virtuosidade notável nos violões e um vocal muito bem qualificado. A influência da nossa Bossa Nova se faz presente além, claro, de elementos importantes do folk no passado, como Nick Drake.

You called me after midnight,
it must have been three years since we last spoke.
I slowly tried to bring back,
the image of your face from the memories so old.
I tried so hard to follow,
but didn't catch a half of what had gone wrong,
said "I don't know what I can save you from."
I don't know what I can save you from.
I asked you to come over,
and within half an hour,
you were at my door.
I had never really known you,
but I realized that the one you were before,
had changed into somebody for whom
I wouldn't mind to put the kettle on.
Still I don't know what I can save you from.

Kronos Quartet - Requiem for a Dream Theme

Como semana passada postei o tema de um filme, hoje repito a dose, trazendo uma canção simplesmente fantástica, tema do filme Requiem for a Dream, de 2000, dirigido por Darren Aronofsky.
O filme em si não é lá essas maravilhas todas (eu até gostei), mas esses violinos parecem rasgar a alma de quem os ouve, pela forma suplicante com que eles expressam essa mistura de tristeza e crueldade durante todo o seu crescimento na canção.
A composição é do músico britânico Clint Mansell e a execução e de um quarteto de cordas, Californiano, chamado Kronos Quartet.

Jorge Ben - Por Causa de Você Menina

Sexta fui ao Centro Histórico, aqui em João Pessoa, mais precisamente na Praça Antenor Navarro, curtir o show de uma banda local, chamada Sonora Samba Groove e me deparei com uma versão maravilhosa deles, para esta que eu considero uma das mais belas canções nacionais, da autoria de Jorge Ben.
Esse ano foi bastante especial, pois tive o prazer de vê-lo cantar aqui na minha cidade, num show que deu abertura ao Festival chamado Estação Nordeste. Claro que ele tocou essa canção pra nós e durante alguns minutos foi gostoso senti-la como se estivesse na época de seu lançamento, em 1963, no primeiro disco da carreira do Ben, o espetacular Samba Esquema Novo.

Por causa de você bate em meu peito
Baixinho, quase calado
Coração apaixonado por você

Menina... Menina que não sabe quem eu sou
Menina que não conhece o meu amor

Pois você passa e não me olha
Mas eu olho pra você

Você não me diz nada
Mas eu digo pra você

Você por mim não chora
Mas eu choro por você(2x)

Pois você passa e não me olha
Mas eu olho pra você

Você não me diz nada
Mas eu digo pra você

Você por mim não chora
Mas eu choro por você(2x)

Midlake - Some of Them Were Superstitious

Fica complicado deixar de postá-los por aqui, quando essa é claramente a banda que mais ouço, diariamente, nos últimos meses.
Essa canção é do primeiro disco, o regular Bamnan and Slivercork, de 2004, que se não é uma maravilha, tem canções interessantíssimas como essa, com uma sonoridade pra lá de esquisita, alguns elementos da instrumentação, muito bem trabalhados e melodia impecável.
O vídeo eu não sei do que se trata, mas quem quiser comentar algo sobre ele, me deixará muito grato.

Some of them were superstitious sitting with their backs facing the orchard.
all of them with mittens on their hands and feet were waiting there for winter.
thousands on the freeze, well i could never join them there.
and we dare not bother, but couldn't help but holler yeah. there's no use in hiding the joy from the bright of sun.
i could wait for winter. b
etter if it never comes.

Some of them were superstitious watching them parade around the townsquare.
some of them were praising while cold and simply cause they don't know better.
someone to protect them.
someone to keep track of them.
no, i don't believe them.
i would rather holler yeah.
there's no use in hiding the joy from the bright of sun. now you say you're leaving but leaving will just bring you down.

Can you operate machines like that? miles a day on tough terrain and grass.
i'm not sure if we will meet again.
i guess it depends on which company you're in.
oh wait.
you're gone.
you're gone. so soon. so soon. so long.
but life it hurts for someone.
and you're someone. so soon. so soon. so long.
and when you're gone, you're gone. and life it hurts for someone.
you're someone x3

Riz Ortolani - Cannibal Holocaust Theme

Hoje é uma postagem pra lá de inusitada, primeiro porque não se trata de uma banda ou artista de minha admiração, por sua discografia ou coisa do gênero, mas sim da música tema de um filme que ainda não tive coragem de assistir, por diversos motivos, mas que tem me fascinado cada dia mais, pelo que leio e assisto em cada pesquisa que faço, seja em fotos, vídeos ou opiniões de cinéfilos do Mundo inteiro.
Há quem o conteste, há quem o ame, não importa, o importante é que Cannibal Holocaust definitivamente não me sai da mente e sua canção tema, composta por Riz Orlani, é uma trilha sonora minha quase que diária, quando sento aqui de frente pro PC.
Em breve vou assití-lo, até onde conseguir.
Desejem-me boa sorte!

Jet - Are You Gonna Be My Girl?

Outra música que tocou bastante em meu Carnaval foi essa interessantíssima canção da banda australiana Jet. Uma canção perfeita pra dançar com uma garota, pela energia que ela possui em seu conjunto, num ritmo que remete bastante aos primórdios do rock, lá pelos anos sessenta. O vocal é bem característico e sutilmente agressivo, as guitarras contribuem nessa essência instigante e o baixo dá aquela marcação que impede que ousemos ficar parados.
Para encontrá-la, basta buscá-la no primeiro disco da banda, o Get Born, de 2003.

Go!!

So 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine
And i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
That i really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c´mon and get your kicks
Now you dont need that money
When you look like that, do ya honey.

Big black boots,
Long brown hair,
She´s so sweet
With her get back stare.

Well i could see,
You home with me,
But you are with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain´t got much to say,
Before i let you get away, yeah!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Well, so 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me
Because you look so fine
And i really wanna make you mine.

I say you look so fine
That i really wanna make you mine.

Oh, 4,5,6 c´mon and get your kicks
Now you dont need that money
With a face like that, do ya.

Big black boots,
Long brown hair,
She´s so sweet
With her get back stare.

Well i could see,
You home with me,
But you are were with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain´t got much to say,
Before i let you get away, yeah!
I said, are you gonna be my girl?

Oh yea. oh yea. c´mon!
I could see,
You home with me,
But you are were with another man, yeah!
I know we,
Ain´t got much to say,
Before i let you get away, yeah!
Uh, be my girl.
Be my girl.
Are you gonna be my girl?! yeah!

Kings Of Leon - Molly's Chambers

Outra música que ouvimos bastante nesse Carnaval foi essa, de uma banda que estréia aqui no blog, a badaladíssima Kings of Leon, que tem em sua sonoridade aquilo que se rotula como sendo Southern Rock, ou simplesmente um rock alternativo, com influências do country e do blues, e no caso deles, um vocal bem característico, que a princípio não me agradou muito, mas hoje ouço tranquilamente.
A música está no primeiro disco da banda, o Youth and Young Manhood, de 2003 e confesso que ela me lembra bastante algumas coisas que ouvi com o Morphine, mas obviamente sem guitarras.

Free- is all that she could bleed
That's why'll she'll never stay
White- bare naked in the night
Just lookin' for some play
Just another girl that wants to rule the world
Any time or place
And when she gets into your head
You know she's there to stay

You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind

Slow- She's burnin' in your soul
With whispers in your ear
It's okay I'll give it anyway
Just get me out of here
You'll plead- you'll get down on your knees
For just another taste
And when you think she's let you in
That's when she fades away

You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind

You want it
Oh she's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
You want it
She's got it
Molly's Chambers gonna change your mind
She's got your
Your pistol

The Ramones - Surfin' Bird

Hoje começo uma saga das canções que mais ouvi nesse Carnaval, para que vocês possam ter idéia de como foram "tradicionais" esses dias.
Hoje começo com Ramones.
Creio que eu deva ter ouvido essa música umas quinze vezes nesses últimos quatro dias, seja bebendo com amigos, em vários locais diferentes, ou simplesmente guiando o carro.
A canção original é do Trashmen, do álbum homônimo Surfin' Bird, de 1964, e os Ramones a gravaram em seu melhor disco, o Rocket to Russia, de 1977.

Well everybody's heard about the bird

Bird, bird, bird,
Bird is the word!

Don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!

Bird, bird, bird, bird is the word!

Interpol - C'mere

Primeira aparição deles aqui no blog, inclusive bem atrasada, pois tenho uma admiração gigante pelo som desses caras.
A banda é de Nova Iorque e faz parte do cenário indie recente de lá. As influências são antigas, como Joy Division, New Order e Pixies e possui uma proximidade com a sonoridade de bandas recentes, como os Strokes.
Eu particularmente tenho como diferencial positivo, o vocal do Paul Banks e a sonoridade sombria que eles imprimem em suas canções, sem perder a pegada bem dançante.
A canção é do segundo álbum, o Antics, de 2004.

It's way too late to be this locked inside ourselves
The trouble is that you're in love with someone else
It should be me.
Oh, it should be me

Your sacred parts, your getaways
You come along on summer days
Tenderly,
Tastefully

And so may we make time
To try to find somebody else
This place is mine

You said today you know exactly how I feel
I had my doubts, little girl, I'm in love with something real
It could be me, that's changing!

And so may we make time
We try and find somebody else who has a line

Now seasoned with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast

Oh, how I love you in the evenings,
When we are sleeping
We are sleeping. Oh, we are sleeping

And so may we make time
We try to find somebody else who has a line

Now seasoned with health
Two lovers walk a lakeside mile
Try pleasing with stealth, rodeo
See what stands long ending fast

Midlake - Head Home

Mais uma vez o Midlake, dessa vez com a terceira faixa do The Trials of Van Occupanther, de 2006.
Ela faz parte das três canções que compõem a genial tríade que abre esse disco. Ainda falta trazer a faixa dois, mas isso fica pra outro dia.

No-one seems to be around today
They must've all gone off without me again
I think I'll head home

Maybe I'll find them gathered 'round my doorstep
Oh, to sleep in a comfortable bed
I think I'll head home

No-one seems to be around today
They must've all gone off without me again
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home

Bring me a day full of honest work
and a roof that never leaks
I'll be satisfied

Bring me the news all about the town
How it struggles to help all the farmers out
During harvest time

But there's someone I'd like to see
She never mentions a word to me
She reads Leviathan

I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home

Bring me a day full of honest work
and a roof that never leaks
I'll be satisfied

Bring me the news all about the town
How it struggles to help all the farmers out
During harvest time

But there's someone I'd like to see
She never mentions a word to me
She reads Leviathan

I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home

I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home
I think I'll head home

The Middle East - Blood

Hoje, ao garimpar pela internet, descobri mais outra grande banda, o Middle East, da Australia.
É meio complicado rotulá-los, pois em sua essência detectamos uma sonoridade folk, às vezes post-rock, mas indie no geral, se melhor fôssemos classificá-los.
Ainda não cheguei a detectar com que isso se pareça, dentre os grandes nomes do passado, mas sinto uma sutil semelhança com nomes atuais como Midlake e Fleet Foxes.
A banda não chegou a lançar um álbum propriamente dito, mas tem um EP maravilhoso, intitulado The Recordings of the Middle East, gravado e lançado, parcialmente, em 2008, mas remasterizado e lançado novamente em 2009.
Essa canção é sublime e o clipe é paralisante.
Divirtam-se!

older brother, restless soul, lie down
lie for a while with your ear against the earth
and you'll hear your sister sleep talking
say "your hair is long but not long enough to reach
home to me
but your beard
someday might be"

and she'll wake up in a cold sweat on the floor
next to a family portrait drawn when you were four
and beside a jar of two cent coins that are no good no more
she'll lay it aside

older father, weary soul, you'll drive
back to the home you made on the mountainside
with that ugly, terrible thing
those papers for divorce
and a lonely ring
a lonely ring
sit on your porch
and pluck your strings

and you'll find somebody you can blame
and you'll follow the creek that runs out into the sea
and you'll find the peace of the Lord.

grandfather, gentle soul, you'll fly
over your life once more before you die
since our grandma passed away
you've waited for forever and a day
just to die
and someday soon
you will die

it was the only woman you ever loved
that got burnt by the sun too often when she was young
and the cancer spread and it ran into her body and her blood
and there's nothing you can do about it now

Midlake - Roscoe

Já os apresentei pra vocês, creio que saibam que esta é, seguramente, uma das bandas mais espetaculares que já ouvi na vida e que esta é, sem pestanejar, uma das canções mais maravilhosas que já tive o prazer de ouvir.
A postagem de hoje, me é especial demais pela identificação que adquiri com o Midlake, em especial com Roscoe, que abre de forma estonteante a primeira obra-prima da banda, o álbum The Trials of Van Occupanther, de 2006.

Stonecutters made them from stones
Chosen specially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered tender
Piled high
In which to take along.
Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here.

When they got here, all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes
We can be thankful

Ooh aah ooh
When the mountaineers
Saw that everything fit, they were
Glad and so they took off

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

The village used to be all one really needs
That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of
Chemicals that mostly surround you
You wish to flee but it's not like you
So listen to me, listen to me

Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes,
We will step outside
We will not find another man inside
We like the newness, the newness of all
That has grown in our garden soaking for so long

Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed into something more productive like Roscoe
Been born in 1891
Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones

Oh, they're a little like you, and
They're a little like me
When they're falling me

Thought we were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
(This place)
(This place)

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
(When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with)

Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game

Uma mistura de uma bela voz, serena, regida por um violão de caracteríticas idem, ou seja, uma bela obra do bom, velho e tradiconal folk americano.
Jackson C. Frank é um nome a ser lembrado sempre, e a explicação para isso está nessa canção, presente em seu único disco em vida, o maravilhoso Jackson C. Frank, de 1965.

Catch a boat to England baby
Maybe to Spain
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues are all the same

Send out for whiskey baby
Send out for gin
Me and room service honey
Me and room service babe
Me and room service
Well we're living a life of sin

When I'm not drinkin' baby
You are on my mind
When I'm not sleepin' honey
When I ain't sleepin' mama
When I'm not sleepin'
You know you'll find me crying

Try another city baby
Another town
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues come followin' down

Livin' is a gamble baby
Lovin's much the same
Wherever I have played
Whenever I've thrown them dice
Wherever I have played
The blues have run the game

Maybe tomorrow honey
Some place down the line
I'll wake up older
Some place down the line
I'll wake up older
So much older mama
I'll wake up older
And I'll just stop all my trying

Catch a boat to England baby
Maybe to Spain
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues are all the same

Elvis Presley - Tender Feeling

Uma das mais belas canções que já ouvi, interpretada pela mais bela voz masculina que o Mundo já viu. É paralisante essa fusão!
A canção é composta por Bill Giant, Bernie Baum e Florence Kaye e pode ser encontrada na compilação Burning Love and Hits from His Movies, de 1972, ou em sua primeira aparição, na trilha do filme Kissin' Cousins, de 1964, onde Elvis atua ao lado de Yvonne Craig, essa belíssima garota que aparece nesse slideshow.
A direção foi de Gene Nelson.

I can’t conceal the tender feeling
Now that you are close to me
I look at you with tender feeling
And can’t help kiss you tenderly

I offer you a true devotion
All life through my love I vow
For this is real, this sweet emotion
This tender feeling I have now

Somehow I knew from the moment our lips first met
You’d be the girl I could never forget
No other love could be appealing
I loved you right from the start
And with each kiss I’ll keep revealing
The tender feeling in my heart

The Flaming Lips - Seven Nation Army

Hoje é mais um dia de trazer um cover bem interpretado, e lhes garanto que esses é um dos melhores que já vi: The Flaming Lips, executando Seven Nation Army, do White Stripes, presente no melhor álbum deles, o Elephant, de 2003.
O respeito pela originalidade da canção foi mantido, além do acréscimo psicodélico, marca registrada do Flaming Lips.
A espetacular performance do Wayne Coyne é espetacular. Vale à pena conferir!

I'm going to fight them off
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarrette.

And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone.

Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear,
But that's what I'll do.

And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home.

I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will think
No more.

And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home.