Ele voltou?

Tudo indica que ele está de volta, seu novo single foi lançado, uma nova turnê está sendo preparada, acho que finalmente teremos a volta de David Bowie. Para aguardar o seu retorno, nada melhor do que ouvir Life On Mars?. Nesse Clip ele não é apenas Bowie e sim Ziggy Stardust, vestindo um icônico terno azul.

Ano já está começando a todo vapor, e nada melhor do que uma bela canção de uma banda já esquecida. Stone Temple Pilots, uma das melhores bandas dos anos 90. Nem parecem que fazem 23 anos que essa banda pegava o primeiro lugar nas paradas. Pra quem não conhece a banda vale a pena dar uma procurada em especial nas canções Creep, Sour Girl e claro na Interstate love song

Eu adoro esse som.

Drivin’ faster in my car
Falling farther from just what we are
Smoke a cigarette and lie some more, these conversations kill
Falling faster in my car

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait to long, to wait to long, to wait to long

To much walkin, shoes worn thin
To much trippin and my soulds worn thin
Time to catch a ride, it leaves today, her name is what it means
To much walkin, shoes worn thin

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait to long, to wait to long, to wait to long

Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to take a ride, it leaves today no conversation

Time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience laden
Time to wait to long, to wait to long, to wait to long

Conversations kill
Conversations kill
Conversations kill

Malditovivant volta na segunda com festival de cinema!

Semana começando devagar, já temos um novo feriado amanhã então nada como começar os Posts com Led Zeppelin uma das melhores bandas de todos os tempos. Uma melodia leve e um vocal poderoso, uma das marcas registradas da banda.

A música me faz querer viajar e encontrar meu porto seguro, não vou me alongar mais agora aproveite a música e o malditovivant volta na quarta.

Spent my days with a woman unkind
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine
Made up my mind to make a new start
Going to California with an aching in my heart
Someone told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair

Took my chances on a big jet plane
Never let them tell you that they’re all the same
The sea was red and the sky was grey
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
As the children of the sun began to awake

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow
I think I might be sinking
Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I’ll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high

To find a queen without a king
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings la la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Trying to find a woman who’s never, never, never been born
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams
Telling myself it’s not as hard, hard, hard as it seems

Blur é uma banda muito boa, surgiu na esteira do Britpop, junto com o Oasis e várias outras bandas, no final das contas só as duas estão de pé, essa canção também é uma prova que a banda é muito mais do que Coffe &Tv [sua música mais famosa]. Gosto muito da estética desse clipe, que é uma referência direta a Laranja Mecânica, sem contar a bela melodia da música.

This is the next century
Where the universals free
You can find it anywhere
Yes the future’s been sold
Every night we’re gone
And to Karaoke songs
How we like to sing along
Though the words are wrong

It really really really could happen
Yes it really really really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Just let them go

No one here is alone
Satellites in every home
Yes the universals here
Here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow’s your lucky day
Well here’s your lucky day

It really really really could happen
Yes it really really really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Just let them go

Well it really really really could happen
Yes it really really really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Just let them go

Just let them go

Just let them go

O Malditovivant, volta na segunda…Boa semana

Ontem fui na bienal e sai bem tarde da feira, comprei bastante coisa e fiquei bem feliz com o que comprei.

Mas cansou os pés, então acabei não fazendo o Post da Bienal, preciso separar as fotos e organizar as ideias, mas segunda vai estar tudo no ar, como prometido. Tenho boas dicas, aguarde.

Mas não vou deixar o dia sem Post, vou colocar no ar uma das minhas músicas favoritas do mestre Bob Dylan.

Simples Twist of fate

They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark.
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to his bones.
It was then he felt alone
And wished that he’d gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate.

They walked alone by the old canal.
A little confused, I remember well,
And stopped into a strange hotel with a neon burning bright.
He felt the heat of the night hit him like a freight train
Moving with a simple twist of fate.

A saxophone someplace far off played
As she was walking on by the arcade
As the light bust through a beat up shade
Where he was waking up.
She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate.

He woke up; the room was bare.
He didn’t see her anywhere.
He told himself he didn’t care ;pushed the window open wide;
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate.

He hears the ticking of the clocks
And walks along with a parrot that talks.
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks
Where the sailers all come in.
Maybe she’ll pick him out again. How long must he wait
One more time for a simple twist of fate.

People tell me it’s a sin
To know and feel too much within.
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late.
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.

Hoje era para entrar um post de filme, mas problemas técnicos impediram o processo…

Em compensação tive uma ideia genial para posts futuros, mas antes preciso adquirir uma coisa. Assim que eu “a tiver” posso fazer os posts tranquilamente, esse burning song aconteceu ao acaso, ontem no final da noite fiquei cantarolando essa música do Lou Reed, a música faz parte do álbum Transformer, pra quem gosta de Velvet ou só dele, esse álbum é essencial.

Dá uma olhada na letra despretensiosa do Lou…

Just a perfect day
drink sangria in the park
And then later when it gets dark
we go home

Just a perfect day
feed animals in the zoo
Then later a movie too
and then home

Oh, it’s such a perfect day
I’m glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
it’s such fun

Just a perfect day
you made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
someone good

Oh, it’s such a perfect day
I’m glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
you just keep me hanging on

You’re going to reap just what you sow
You’re going to reap just what you sow
You’re going to reap just what you sow
You’re going to reap just what you sow

Amanhã tem post no turmadocafe.com

Desculpa…A chuva de ontem que quase acabou com tudo aqui em MG, por sorte só levou a minha ANTENA DE INTERNET.

Nem o meu Snoopy que tava sozinho na Fazenda, teve problema, achei que hoje eu ia encontrar ele mais sujo do que tudo, cheguei lá o bicho tava branquinho como sempre.

Então como to na LAN vou fazer um post rápido sobre um som que tem me acompanhado por todos esses dias.

Bruce Springsteen com Dancing in The Dark.

Sempre que chego à fazenda cedinho, e o sol nem bem nasceu eu fico meio desanimado, mas coloco esse som dá uma boa animada…ai já vou trabalhar a todo vapor [Sou um cara moderno uso Ipod na fazenda].

Bruce Springsteen – Dancing in The Dark