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

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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