Esta música ganha tanto ao vivo...
Bom fim de semana!
Editors - Nothing
The sun says nothing
By my demise
I fall to the floor
Sparked from your stare
Cascade into light
The start of a war
Monday morning
Hungover and eyes
Hide it all the way
We walk through a crowd of strangers
Two minutes from your door
You’ve lived there all your life
Every conversation within you
Starts a celebration in me
Till i’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
Out of it you handle it for everyone
Took a poison dart through my heart and then i’m gone
Out of it you handle it for everyone
Took a poison dart through my heart and then i’m gone
Every conversation within you
Starts a celebration in me
Till i’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
These floorboards are creaking
My body is old
The sun casts a shadow
A gust that cuts through your bones
Your body and soul
These floorboards are creaking
My body is old
The sun casts a shadow
A gust that cuts through your bones
Your body and soul
Every conversation within you
It starts a celebration in me
Till i’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
No, i’ve got nothing left
I’ve got nothing left
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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sexta-feira, 21 de março de 2014
sábado, 15 de março de 2014
Suede - It Starts And Ends With You / Filmstar (Live@Coliseu Lisboa)
Há memórias que ficam... (mais que isso...).
Suede - It Starts And Ends With You
Suede - It Starts And Ends With You
Like a cause without a martyr
Like an effigy of balsam
Like a hairline crack in a radiator
Leaking life
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
I cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
And then I fall to the floor
Like my strings are cut
Pinch myself but I don't wake up
Spit in the wind cause too much is not enough
It starts and ends with you
It starts and ends with you
And I've worn so many faces
Shot my love at fifteen places
My inheritance is all the thoughts
I can't sweep away
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
I cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
And then I fall to the floor
Like my strings are cut
Pinch myself but I don't wake up
Spit in the wind cause too much is not enough
It starts and ends with you
It starts and ends with you
Shout out but it just spins faster
Crawl up but my knees are water
Cling on by my nails to the sweet disaster
And then I fall to the floor
Like my strings are cut
Spit in the wind but I don't wake up
Pinch myself cause too much is not enough
It starts and ends with you
It starts and ends with you
It starts and ends with you
It starts and ends with you
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
I shout out but it just spins faster
I crawl up but my knees are water
Etiquetas:
Algures onde apenas eu sei...,
Brett Andersen,
Coliseu de Lisboa,
Concertos,
Dias,
Filmstar,
It Starts And Ends With You,
Lyrics,
Memórias,
Michael Oakes,
Música,
Pessoas Especiais,
Recordações,
Suede
quarta-feira, 12 de março de 2014
Depeche Mode - Shake The Disease (Live - Touring The Angel)
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
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
Etiquetas:
Beleza,
Concertos,
Dark Moments,
David Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Lyrics,
Martin L. Gore,
Memórias,
Música,
Pavilhão Atlântico,
Recordações,
Touring The Angel
terça-feira, 11 de março de 2014
Lana Del Rey - Gods & Monsters
Lana Del Rey - Gods & Monsters
In a land of gods and monsters
I was an angel
Living in the garden of evil
Screwed up, scared
Doing anything that I needed
Shining like a fiery beacon
You got that medicine I need
Fame, liquor, love
Give it to me slowly
Put your hands on my waist
Do it softly
Me and God, we don’t get along
So now I sing
No one’s gonna take my soul away
I'm living like Jim Morrison
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
Motel, sprees, sprees
And I’m singing
Fuck, yeah, give it to me
This is heaven
What I truly want
It's innocence lost
Innocence lost
In a land of gods and monsters
I was an angel
Lookin' to get fucked hard
Like a groupie incognito posing
As a real singer
Life imitates art
You got that medicine I need
Dope, shoot it up
Straight to the heart, please
I don't really wanna know what's good for me
God's dead, I said
"Baby, that's alright with me"
No one’s gonna take my soul away
I'm living like jim morrison
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
Motel, sprees, sprees
And I’m singing
Fuck, yeah, give it to me
This is heaven
What I truly want
It's innocence lost
Innocence lost
When you talk it's like a movie
And you're makin' me crazy
'Cause life imitates art
If I get a little prettier
Can I be your baby?
You tell me
"Life isn't that hard"
No one’s gonna take my soul away
I'm living like Jim Morrison
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
Motel, sprees, sprees
And I’m singing
Fuck, yeah, give it to me
This is heaven
What I truly want
It's innocence lost
Innocence lost
sexta-feira, 7 de março de 2014
Voltaste...
Voltaste...
Por momentos não sabia o que pensar, mas a noite passada lá estavamos os dois, unidos pelo amor como outrora. Apesar de ser um momento delicioso e demorado, passou num instante... esfumou-se sob a forma de um sonho, pois no fundo, era de um sonho que se tratava e eu acabava de despertar. Os actores principais eram os de sempre, num argumento tantas vezes usado, num cenário conhecido e com a nossa banda sonora, neste caso, John Legend, ‘cause all of me, loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections, give your all to me i’ll give my all to you, you’re my end and my beginning, even when i lose i’m winning ‘cause i give you all, all of me and you give me all, all of you. Momentos nossos, agora dispensados da carne, feitos de mera ilusão, mero sonho onde te invento novamente, num subconsciente rebelde que te raptou à força.
Voltaste... por momentos, num sonho Algures onde apenas eu sei... Voltaste... e voltei a provar o doce sabor dos teus lábios. Voltaste...
Por momentos não sabia o que pensar, mas a noite passada lá estavamos os dois, unidos pelo amor como outrora. Apesar de ser um momento delicioso e demorado, passou num instante... esfumou-se sob a forma de um sonho, pois no fundo, era de um sonho que se tratava e eu acabava de despertar. Os actores principais eram os de sempre, num argumento tantas vezes usado, num cenário conhecido e com a nossa banda sonora, neste caso, John Legend, ‘cause all of me, loves all of you, love your curves and all your edges, all your perfect imperfections, give your all to me i’ll give my all to you, you’re my end and my beginning, even when i lose i’m winning ‘cause i give you all, all of me and you give me all, all of you. Momentos nossos, agora dispensados da carne, feitos de mera ilusão, mero sonho onde te invento novamente, num subconsciente rebelde que te raptou à força.
Voltaste... por momentos, num sonho Algures onde apenas eu sei... Voltaste... e voltei a provar o doce sabor dos teus lábios. Voltaste...
...mas não ficaste. E eu? Eu despertei e regressei... à vida, longe do sonho.
Etiquetas:
Algures onde apenas eu sei...,
All Of Me,
Amor,
Devaneios,
Insanidade,
John Legend,
Memórias,
Noites,
Recordações,
Sonho,
Sonhos,
Subconsciente
quarta-feira, 5 de março de 2014
Suede - Snowblind (Live@London)
Impossível não regressar a Novembro e a recordações tão boas. Impossível não pensar em 1001 coisas vividas e partilhadas. Estas não as perco...
Suede - Snowblind
The air is still we are struck like matches
Too beautiful to really care what's right
The rumours burn like roman candles
In the broken lights
This love is lifting
The blood is lifting you
Over snowblind barriers
This love is lifting who
This blood is lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
There's aniseed and you're laced with kisses
The morning comes with the blackbird song
We find our keys on the kitchen table
And forget what's done
This love is lifting
The blood is lifting you
Over snowblind barriers
This blood is lifting who
This burden's is lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
You were frozen by the moment
Thing is what can we do
When I'm frozen by the moment too
All the statues and the x can't
Hold a candle to you
When you're frozen by the moment too
This blood is lifting
This burden's lifting you
All these snowblind moment
This blood is lifting
This burden's lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
Suede - Snowblind
The air is still we are struck like matches
Too beautiful to really care what's right
The rumours burn like roman candles
In the broken lights
This love is lifting
The blood is lifting you
Over snowblind barriers
This love is lifting who
This blood is lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
There's aniseed and you're laced with kisses
The morning comes with the blackbird song
We find our keys on the kitchen table
And forget what's done
This love is lifting
The blood is lifting you
Over snowblind barriers
This blood is lifting who
This burden's is lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
You were frozen by the moment
Thing is what can we do
When I'm frozen by the moment too
All the statues and the x can't
Hold a candle to you
When you're frozen by the moment too
This blood is lifting
This burden's lifting you
All these snowblind moment
This blood is lifting
This burden's lifting you
I was snowblind for a moment too
Etiquetas:
Algures onde apenas eu sei...,
Brett Andersen,
Concertos,
Live,
Lyrics,
Memórias,
Música,
Paixão,
Partilha,
Pessoas Especiais,
Recordações,
Suede
O que custa...
O que custa mais não é tanto lembrar - é não esquecer. O que é que se faz com o que nos fica na cabeça, quando já não há nada para fazer.
Miguel Esteves Cardoso, O Amor é Fodido
Miguel Esteves Cardoso, O Amor é Fodido
terça-feira, 4 de março de 2014
Tom Smith - Dancing In The Dark (Bruce Springsteen Acoustic Cover)
Tom Smith - Dancing In The Dark
I get up in the evening
And I ain´t got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain´t nothing but tired
Man I´m just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby i could use just a little help
You can´t start a fire
You can´t start a fire without a spark
This gun´s for hire
Even if we´re just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer
Radio´s on and i´m moving ´round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain´t getting nowhere just living
In a dump like this
There´s something happening somewhere
Baby i just know that there is
You can´t start a fire
You can´t start a fire without a spark
This gun´s for hire
Even if we´re just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older
There´s a joke here somewhere and it´s on me
I´ll shake this world off my shoulders
Come on baby the laugh´s on me
Stay on the streets of this town
And they´ll be carving you up all right
They say you gotta stay hungry
Hey baby I´m just about starving tonight
I´m dying for some action
I´m sick of sitting around here trying to write
This book
I need a love reaction
Come on now baby gimme just one look
You can´t start a fire sitting ´round crying
Over a broken heart
This gun´s for hire
Even if we´re just dancing in the dark
You can´t start a fire worrying about
Your little world falling apart
This gun´s for hire
Even if we´re just dancing in the dark
Even if we´re just dancing in the dark...
sábado, 1 de março de 2014
Clarice Falcão & Silva - Eu Me Lembro (Ao Vivo)
Clarice Falcão - Eu Me Lembro
Era manhã
Três da tarde
Quando ele chegou
Foi ela que subiu
Eu disse: "Oi! Fica à vontade"
Eu é que disse "Oi", mas ela não ouviu
E foi assim que eu vi que a vida colocou ele/ela pra mim
Ali naquela Terça-Feira/Quinta-Feira de Setembro/Dezembro
Por isso eu sei de cada luz, de cada cor de cor
Pode me perguntar de cada coisa
Que eu me lembro
A festa foi muito animada
Oito ou nove gatos pingados no salão
Eu adorei a feijoada
Era presunto enrolado no melão
E foi assim que eu vi que a vida colocou ele/ela pra mim
Ali naquela Terça-Feira/Quinta-Feira de Setembro/Dezembro
Por isso eu sei de cada luz, de cada cor de cor
Pode me perguntar de cada coisa
Que eu me lembro
Que eu me lembro
Ela me achou muito engraçado
Ele falou, falou e eu fingi que ri
A blusa dela tava do lado errado
Ele adorou o jeito que eu me vesti
E foi assim que eu vi que a vida colocou ele/ela pra mim
Ali naquela Terça-Feira/Quinta-Feira de Setembro/Dezembro
Por isso eu sei de cada luz de cada cor de cor
Pode me perguntar de cada coisa
Que eu me lembro
Eu me lembro
Eu me lembro
Eu me lembro
quarta-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2014
The National - Lean (Live @ Lisboa)
Por falar em The National, este magnífico Lean que tive a oportunidade de ver ao vivo em Lisboa no passado mês de Novembro... Boas recordações.
The National - Lean
Everybody needs a pray, needs a friend
Everybody knows the world's about to end
Everybody wants to know when the end will be
Everybody wants to look before they leave
Everybody wants a simple wine to drink
Everybody wants a little more time to think
Everybody needs a reason why they run
Everybody wants to know what they're running from
And I can see your fever's on the rise
I can see the water in your eyes
And I can see the way the water leads
Loving me is so bitter-sweet?
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
You said it was everything
Everybody takes forever to fall asleep
Everybody's got a love they don't want to keep
Everybody needs a pray, needs a friend
Everybody knows the world's about to end
And I can see your fever's on the rise
I can see the water in your eyes
And I can see the way the water leads
Loving me is so bitter-sweet?
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
You said it was everything
I know, don't let it lean
And I can see your fever's on the rise
I can see the water in your eyes
And I can see the way the water leads
Loving me is so bitter-sweet?
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
Dying is easy, I believe my love for my love release me
You said it was everything
I know, don't let it lean
Etiquetas:
Concertos,
Hunger Games,
Hunger Games OST,
Lean,
Lisboa,
Lyrics,
Matt Berninger,
Música,
OST,
Pavilhão Atlântico,
Recordações,
The National
terça-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2014
The National - Pink Rabbits (Live on KCRW)
The National - Pink Rabbits
I couldn't find quiet
I went out in the rain
I was just soakin' my head to unrattle my brain
Somebody said you disappeared in a crowd
I didn't understand then
I don't understand now
Am I the one you think about
When you're sitting in your faintin' chair drinking pink rabbits?
Am I the one you think about
When you're sitting in your faintin' chair drinking pink rabbits?
And everybody was gone
You were staring down the street 'cause you were tryin' not to crack up
It wasn't like a rain, it was more like a sea
I didn't ask for this pain, it just came over me
I love a storm, but I don't love lightning
All the waters coming up so fast, it's frightening
Am I the one you think about
When you're sitting in your faintin' chair drinking pink rabbits?
Am I the one you think about
When you're sitting in your faintin' chair drinking pink rabbits?
And everybody was gone
I was staring down the street 'cause I was trying not to crack
I was solid gold
I was in the fight
I was coming back
From what seemed like a ruin
I couldn't see you coming so far
I just turn around and there you are
I'm so surprised you want to dance with me now
I was just getting used to living life without you around
I'm so surprised you want to dance with me now
You always said I held you way too high off the ground
You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a white girl in a crowd of white girls in the park
You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a television version of a person with a broken heart
You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a white girl in a crowd of white girls in a park
You didn't see me I was falling apart
I was a television version of a person with a broken heart
And everybody was gone
You were staring down the street cause you were trying not to crack up
Bona drag was still on
Now I only think about los angeles when the sound kicks out
Now I only think about los angeles when the sound kicks out
You said it would be painless
A needle in the dark
You said it would be painless
It wasn't that at all
You said it would be painless
A needle in the dark
You said it would be painless
It wasn't that at all (when the sound kicks out)
You said it would be painless
The needle in the dark (when the sound kicks out)
You said it would be painless
It wasn't that at all
terça-feira, 1 de outubro de 2013
Palavras essas...
Acordo.
Desejo de ajudar incompleto, leva-me a palavras outrora escritas, perdidas algures onde apenas eu sei... no tempo e no espaço.
Palavras que transmitiam algo mais para além delas...
Palavras trocadas que expressavam algo...
Sentimentos recíprocos.
Palavras como uma ponte, como uma sinapse, onde não se distingue o principal do acessório, porque simplesmente essa distinção não existe quando se lida com sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que ficaram penduradas no tempo.
Palavras essas, que ficaram penduradas no espaço.
Palavras essas, que ficaram como meras letras.
Palavras essas, que ficaram despidas dos sentimentos que as revestiam.
Palavras essas, que perderam o centeúdo dos sentimentos que transmitiam.
Sentimentos esses, que ficaram pendurados no tempo.
Sentimentos esses, que ficaram pendurados no espaço.
Sentimentos esses, que desprovidos do que os unia, tal como as palavras, perderam o seu significado, perderam o seu conteúdo.
Sentimentos esses que Algures onde apenas eu sei... deixaram de fazer sentido.
Tal como as palavras.
Perderam-se...
Perdi-me.
Acordado, preferia não ter despertado.
Num dia que me parece desprovido de conteúdo e sentimento...
Cinzento.
Num dia que me viu preso no trânsito.
Num dia que me viu preso num turbilhão de sentimentos.
Palavras essas, não as leva o tempo.
Palavras essas, que perderam os sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que ainda assim, recordam os tempos.
Palavras essas, que ainda assim, recordam os sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que algures no nosso imaginário, foram reais.
Palavras essas.
Palavras essas...
Desejo de ajudar incompleto, leva-me a palavras outrora escritas, perdidas algures onde apenas eu sei... no tempo e no espaço.
Palavras que transmitiam algo mais para além delas...
Palavras trocadas que expressavam algo...
Sentimentos recíprocos.
Palavras como uma ponte, como uma sinapse, onde não se distingue o principal do acessório, porque simplesmente essa distinção não existe quando se lida com sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que ficaram penduradas no tempo.
Palavras essas, que ficaram penduradas no espaço.
Palavras essas, que ficaram como meras letras.
Palavras essas, que ficaram despidas dos sentimentos que as revestiam.
Palavras essas, que perderam o centeúdo dos sentimentos que transmitiam.
Sentimentos esses, que ficaram pendurados no tempo.
Sentimentos esses, que ficaram pendurados no espaço.
Sentimentos esses, que desprovidos do que os unia, tal como as palavras, perderam o seu significado, perderam o seu conteúdo.
Sentimentos esses que Algures onde apenas eu sei... deixaram de fazer sentido.
Tal como as palavras.
Perderam-se...
Perdi-me.
Acordado, preferia não ter despertado.
Num dia que me parece desprovido de conteúdo e sentimento...
Cinzento.
Num dia que me viu preso no trânsito.
Num dia que me viu preso num turbilhão de sentimentos.
Palavras essas, não as leva o tempo.
Palavras essas, que perderam os sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que ainda assim, recordam os tempos.
Palavras essas, que ainda assim, recordam os sentimentos.
Palavras essas, que algures no nosso imaginário, foram reais.
Palavras essas.
Palavras essas...
segunda-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2013
Acordar...
Acordei enquanto sonhava que estava numa grande ansiedade para te mostrar fotos de Almada velha. Acordei e "queimei" a oportunidade de estar um pouco mais contigo.
Queria mais...
Queria tanto...
Que diferente era Almada...
Não é?
Queria mais...
Queria tanto...
Que diferente era Almada...
Não é?
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
terça-feira, 26 de maio de 2009
A chuva - Mariza
Não quero abusar da música mas, sem dúvida que a música está sempre presente na minha vida, nos bons e nos maus momentos, nos alegres e tristes...
Alguém me "deu" esta música e me disse que sempre que a ouvia se lembrava de mim... Não sei o porquê, sei apenas que esta música é muito bonita e que agora tem um outro significado para mim. Parece que, agora também eu a oiço muitas vezes, agora também eu me recordo desse alguém...Tenho uma mania muito minha de "marcar" momentos da minha vida com músicas. Parece que consigo fazer uma banda sonora desses momentos...
Associo-a às pessoas que de alguma forma marca(ra)m a minha vida e dou por mim com um sorriso parvo na cara. "Há gente que fica na história da história da gente"...
Espero que gostem tanto como eu...
Alguém me "deu" esta música e me disse que sempre que a ouvia se lembrava de mim... Não sei o porquê, sei apenas que esta música é muito bonita e que agora tem um outro significado para mim. Parece que, agora também eu a oiço muitas vezes, agora também eu me recordo desse alguém...Tenho uma mania muito minha de "marcar" momentos da minha vida com músicas. Parece que consigo fazer uma banda sonora desses momentos...
Associo-a às pessoas que de alguma forma marca(ra)m a minha vida e dou por mim com um sorriso parvo na cara. "Há gente que fica na história da história da gente"...
Espero que gostem tanto como eu...
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Fado,
Mariza,
Melancolia,
Memórias,
Recordações
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