Em 2006 no Pavilhão Atlântico foi mais ou menos assim...
Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease
I'm not going down on my knees begging you to adore me
Can't you see it's misery and torture for me
When I misunderstood try as hard as you can
I've tried as hard as I could
To make you see how important it is for me
Here is a plea from my heart to you
Nobody knows me as well as you do
You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these
Understand me
Understand me
Understand me
Understand me
Some people have to be permanently together
Lovers devoted to each other forever
Now I've got things to do and I've said before
That I know you have too when I'm not there
In spirit I'll be there
Here is a plea from my heart to you
Nobody knows me as well as you do
You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these
Understand me
Understand me
Understand me
Understand me
Here is a plea from my heart to you
Nobody knows me as well as you do
You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these
Here is a plea from my heart to you
Nobody knows me as well as you do
You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these
Here is a plea from my heart to you
Nobody knows me as well as you do
You know how hard it is for me to shake the disease
That takes hold of my tongue in situations like these
Este pretende ser o meu pequeno cantinho, fica entre o meu coração e a minha cabeça ou, algures onde apenas eu sei...
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quarta-feira, 12 de março de 2014
Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease (Live - Touring The Angel)
Etiquetas:
Beleza,
Concertos,
Dark Moments,
David Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Lyrics,
Martin L. Gore,
Memórias,
Música,
Pavilhão Atlântico,
Recordações,
Touring The Angel
quarta-feira, 23 de outubro de 2013
Pensamento do Dia
"Na simplicidade aprendemos que reconhecer um erro não nos diminui, mas nos engrandece, e que as pessoas não existem para nos admirar, mas para compartilhar connosco a beleza da existência."
Roberto Shinyashiki
Roberto Shinyashiki
quarta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2013
Antony and the Johnsons - Hope There's Someone (LIVE @ Hipódromo de Cascais)
Há dois dias, fez um ano que tive a oportunidade de assistir a um concerto de rara beleza, de Antony and the Johnsons com a Orquestra Sinfonieta de Lisboa. Uma noite mágica, em boa companhia e, com momentos de que tocam a nossa sensibilidade, fossem eles de mistério, de estupefacção ou simplesmente de humor. Apreciem como um artista consegue transformar um engano, em algo cómico e, muito talentoso. Só tive pena que não tivesse durado um pouco mais e, que não tenha sido tocado o fantástico "Fistful of Love".
Para aqueles que o conhecem, dispensa apresentações, para os que agora o estão a conhecer, senhoras e senhores, Antony and the Johnsons...
Para aqueles que o conhecem, dispensa apresentações, para os que agora o estão a conhecer, senhoras e senhores, Antony and the Johnsons...
Antony And The Johnsons - Hope There's Someone
Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, will I go
Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired
There's a ghost on the horizon
When I go to bed
How can I fall asleep at night
How will I rest my head
Oh I'm scared of the middle place
Between light and nowhere
I don't want to be the one
Left in there, left in there
There's a man on the horizon
Wish that I'd go to bed
If I fall to his feet tonight
Will allow rest my head
So here's hoping I will not drown
Or paralyze in light
And godsend I don't want to go
To the seal's watershed
Hope there's someone
Who'll take care of me
When I die, Will I go
Hope there's someone
Who'll set my heart free
Nice to hold when I'm tired
Etiquetas:
Antony and the Johnsons,
Beleza,
Cascais Music Festival,
Cut The World,
Festivais,
Hipódromo de Cascais,
Hope There´s Someone,
Lyrics,
Música,
Orquestra Sinfonieta de Lisboa
terça-feira, 20 de agosto de 2013
sábado, 26 de janeiro de 2013
Constatação...
"Nenhuma pessoa é tão bonita como a foto de perfil do facebook, nem tão feia como a foto da carta de condução..."
Autor Anónimo
quarta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2012
Muse - Sing For Absolution Live@Pinkpop 2004
Muse - Sing For Absolution
Lips
are turning blue
A kiss
that can't renew
I only
dream of you
My
beautiful
Tiptoe
to your room
A
starlight in the gloom
I only
dream of you
And you
never knew
Sing
for absolution
I will
be singing
And
falling from your grace
There's
nowhere left to hide
And no
one to confide
The
truth burns deep inside
And
will never die
Lips
are turning blue
A kiss
that can't renew
I only
dream of you
My
beautiful
Sing
for absolution
I will
be singing
And
falling from your grace
Sing
for absolution
I will
be singing
And
falling from your grace
Our
wrongs remain unrectified
And our souls won't be exhumed
segunda-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2012
The National - Think You Can Wait
The National - Think You Can Wait
I was driftin'
Cryin'
I was looking for another
And I was slippin' under
I pulled the devil down with me
One way or another
I was driftin'
Cryin'
I was looking for another
And I was slippin' under
I pulled the devil down with me
One way or another
I'm out of my mind
Think you can wait
I'm way off the line
Think you can wait
We've been running a sleepless run
Been away from the baby way too long
We've been holding a good night gone
We've been losing our exits one by one
I'm out of my mind
Think you can wait
I'm way off the line
Think you can wait
Ida(?)
(All I have is loss)
Think you can wait
Ida(?)
(All I have is loss)
Think you can wait
What I'm thinking is simple
I'll sell apples and ice water at the temple
And I won't make trouble
I'll pull the devil down with me one way or another
We've been running a sleepless run
Been away from the baby way too long
We've been holding a good night gone
We've been losing our exits one by one
Been away from the baby way too long
We've been holding a good night gone
We've been losing our exits one by one
I'll try
I'll try
But I couldn't be better
(All I have is loss)
I'll try
But I couldn't be better
(All I have is loss)
I'll try
But I couldn't be better
(All I have is loss)
segunda-feira, 10 de outubro de 2011
sábado, 29 de janeiro de 2011
Frase do dia...
"A beleza das coisas está no espírito de quem as contempla."
David Hume
David Hume
domingo, 9 de janeiro de 2011
James I Wanna Go Home Live @ KCRW Morning Becomes Electic
Há coisas simples que conseguem ser tão belas...
James - I Wanna Go Home :
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
I am dying
Disassociated
Keep off the grass
I prefer you naked
This too shall pass
Nuance carefully weighted
Too slow too fast
Too slow too fast
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home.
Kissing is forbidden
Biting leaves marks
Sex is overrated
I need to dance
Calmly understated
Well you always had class
This too shall …
ide is armour-plated
Oblivious to darts
This too shall pass
I want to go home
I want to go home, right now….
I want to go home.
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
My heart’s dying, dying
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
I am dying
Disassociated
Keep off the grass
I prefer you naked
This too shall pass
Nuance carefully weighted
Too slow too fast
Too slow too fast
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home.
Kissing is forbidden
Biting leaves marks
Sex is overrated
I need to dance
Calmly understated
Well you always had class
This too shall …
Hide is armour-plated
Oblivious to darts
This too shall pass
I want to go home
I want to go home, right now….
I want to go home.
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
My heart’s dying, dying
James - I Wanna Go Home :
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
I am dying
Disassociated
Keep off the grass
I prefer you naked
This too shall pass
Nuance carefully weighted
Too slow too fast
Too slow too fast
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home.
Kissing is forbidden
Biting leaves marks
Sex is overrated
I need to dance
Calmly understated
Well you always had class
This too shall …
ide is armour-plated
Oblivious to darts
This too shall pass
I want to go home
I want to go home, right now….
I want to go home.
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
My heart’s dying, dying
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
I am dying
Disassociated
Keep off the grass
I prefer you naked
This too shall pass
Nuance carefully weighted
Too slow too fast
Too slow too fast
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home, right now.
I want to go home.
Kissing is forbidden
Biting leaves marks
Sex is overrated
I need to dance
Calmly understated
Well you always had class
This too shall …
Hide is armour-plated
Oblivious to darts
This too shall pass
I want to go home
I want to go home, right now….
I want to go home.
In this bar,
In this bar
I am dying
In this bar
In this bar,
My heart’s dying, dying
quinta-feira, 30 de dezembro de 2010
Músicas...
Há músicas que nos transportam a locais belos, pessoas queridas, pensamentos agradáveis e sentimentos bonitos...
domingo, 12 de setembro de 2010
James - Rabbit Hole -The Morning After
Continuam a surpreender-me após tantos anos... Belíssima.
The Morning After (UK CD)
James - Rabbit Hole
My life is just a fake
Put my fist
Right through these walls
If I concentrate
The paint is wet
But I forget
I keep drifting off
The floors can't take any weight
But my pen moves on
Keeps writing
No mistake
What we have we share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
I'm late
I'm always late
I'm somewhere else
Not here and now
In time and space
I'm lost on a map
Where the satellites won't track
In an altered state
Which leaves no trace
I'm late in time
And lost in space
What we have
We share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
Rabbit hole
The Morning After (UK CD)
James - Rabbit Hole
My life is just a fake
Put my fist
Right through these walls
If I concentrate
The paint is wet
But I forget
I keep drifting off
The floors can't take any weight
But my pen moves on
Keeps writing
No mistake
What we have we share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
I'm late
I'm always late
I'm somewhere else
Not here and now
In time and space
I'm lost on a map
Where the satellites won't track
In an altered state
Which leaves no trace
I'm late in time
And lost in space
What we have
We share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
Rabbit hole
domingo, 11 de julho de 2010
quinta-feira, 1 de abril de 2010
The Smiths - I Know It´s Over
No seguimento do post anterior...
segunda-feira, 8 de março de 2010
Na sequência do post anterior, o óscar vai para...
As Mulheres Portuguesas*...
8 de Março - Dia Internacional da Mulher...
Uma Flor para todas elas...
*Na realidade, apenas se justifica este dia pelo seu simbolismo, pois a igualdade faz com que todos os dias sejam Dias Internacionais da Mulher... E, para mim, a Mulher Portuguesa justifica-os plenamente, pela sua inteligência, pela sua coragem e pela sua beleza...
8 de Março - Dia Internacional da Mulher...
Uma Flor para todas elas...
*Na realidade, apenas se justifica este dia pelo seu simbolismo, pois a igualdade faz com que todos os dias sejam Dias Internacionais da Mulher... E, para mim, a Mulher Portuguesa justifica-os plenamente, pela sua inteligência, pela sua coragem e pela sua beleza...
sexta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2010
Para apreciar de olhos fechados... Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
Há músicas que pela sua beleza nos deixam algures... Dificilmente conseguimos escrever aquilo que sentimos, pelo que nos resta fechar os olhos, ouvir e... voar. A beleza também se transmite pela música, assim como o sentimento...
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen in the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah (held for a long time)
Hallelujah
PS: Conheço "n" versões desta música e cada uma tem o seu toque especial... Seja o Leonard Cohen (Versão Original), o Rufus Wainwright (que já tive o privilégio de ver ao vivo), o Damien Rice (com o seu irish accent) ou muitos outros que a tocam, entre os quais o Jeff Buckley que decidiu "partir" cedo de mais com todo o seu talento...
PS1: Tive de trocar o vídeo que havia postado aqui inicialmente, podem ver o outro aqui
Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you?
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Well maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who'd OUT DREW YA
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen in the light
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah (held for a long time)
Hallelujah
PS: Conheço "n" versões desta música e cada uma tem o seu toque especial... Seja o Leonard Cohen (Versão Original), o Rufus Wainwright (que já tive o privilégio de ver ao vivo), o Damien Rice (com o seu irish accent) ou muitos outros que a tocam, entre os quais o Jeff Buckley que decidiu "partir" cedo de mais com todo o seu talento...
PS1: Tive de trocar o vídeo que havia postado aqui inicialmente, podem ver o outro aqui
terça-feira, 8 de dezembro de 2009
O meu desejo para hoje será...
Liguem o som, cliquem e leiam...
... E o meu desejo para hoje será... Flutuar. Flutuar porque muitas vezes quando o faço, tenho algo que me faz manter os pés no chão. Flutuar é anti-gravitacional, nada nem ninguém são capazes de nos trazer à terra. Há uma excepção, nós próprios. A nossa cabeça. E essa consegue ao mesmo tempo, ser a nossa maior inimiga e a nossa maior amiga... Ora porque nos deixa voar, ora porque nos mantém com os pés no chão... Mas hoje, desejo flutuar e daí ir além mar... E desta vez, gostaria de o fazer de olhos abertos, de Lisboa a Paris, de Paris a Londres, de Londres a Nova Iorque e daí ao resto do mundo... Todos estes voos e todos estes caminhos são tão curtos quando flutuamos e belos quando os observamos... Mas hoje, desejo flutuar e daí, daí meus amigos, vou até onde o meu coração alcançar...
... E o meu desejo para hoje será... Flutuar. Flutuar porque muitas vezes quando o faço, tenho algo que me faz manter os pés no chão. Flutuar é anti-gravitacional, nada nem ninguém são capazes de nos trazer à terra. Há uma excepção, nós próprios. A nossa cabeça. E essa consegue ao mesmo tempo, ser a nossa maior inimiga e a nossa maior amiga... Ora porque nos deixa voar, ora porque nos mantém com os pés no chão... Mas hoje, desejo flutuar e daí ir além mar... E desta vez, gostaria de o fazer de olhos abertos, de Lisboa a Paris, de Paris a Londres, de Londres a Nova Iorque e daí ao resto do mundo... Todos estes voos e todos estes caminhos são tão curtos quando flutuamos e belos quando os observamos... Mas hoje, desejo flutuar e daí, daí meus amigos, vou até onde o meu coração alcançar...
Etiquetas:
Amor,
Beleza,
Coração,
Imaginação,
Michael Nyman,
Piano,
Sonhos,
Viagens
quinta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2009
Yiruma - The river flows in you
Na mesma onda de Aubry, Einaudi, Nyman, Mertens, Tiersen, Sakamoto... Eis Yiruma... muito bonito...
Etiquetas:
Beleza,
Clássica,
Melancolia,
Mp3,
Música,
Piano,
Recordações,
Sentimentos,
Yiruma
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