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domingo, 8 de setembro de 2013

The Waterboys em Cascais... What a night!

Ontem assisti a um memorável concerto dos Waterboys no Hipódromo Manuel Possolo em Cascais! Um dos amigos que me acompanhava estava muito céptico, quase como querendo ir embora, mas repeti-lhe por diversas vezes, os Waterboys são muito bons. Na realidade, apesar de estar convicto que ia assistir a um grande concerto, superou as minhas melhores expectativas! Sorri (sabem aqueles sorrisos espontâneos e duradouros?!), dancei e cantei... muito! E os meus amigos estavam igualmente sorridentes e satisfeitos, incluindo o mais céptico, que estava como eu, eufórico! A banda foi toda ela fantástica, a começar com o Mike Scott e a acabar no violinista Steve Wickham! As obrigatórias "Don't Bang the Drum", " The Whole of the Moon", "Fisherman's Blues" e uma versão fantástica do "Pan Within", que aqui vos deixo numa versão aproximada, da ouvida nesta grande noite! Consegui ainda o meu "prize" dos concertos que gosto: a set list e a palheta da guitarra do Mike Scott! Que regressem em breve... Lá estarei de certeza! Intemporais...
The Waterboys - The Pan Within
Come with me
On a journey beneath the skin
Come with me
On a journey under the skin
We will look together
For the pan within

Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
To look together
For the pan within

Swing your hips
Loose your head, and let it spin
Swing your hips
Loose you head, and let it spin
And we will look together
For the pan within

Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
To look together
For the pan within

Put your face in my window
Breathe a night full of treasures
The wind is delicious
Sweet and wild with the promise of pleasure
The stars are alive
And nights like these
Were born to be
Sanctified by you and me
Lovers, thieves, fools and pretenders
And all we gotta do is surrender

Come with me
On a journey under the skin
Come with me
On a journey under the skin
And we will look together
For the pan within
When to be with you
Is not a sin
When to be with you, oh just to be with you
Is not a sin
We will look together
For the pan within

segunda-feira, 17 de junho de 2013

Imagine Dragons - It's Time (Acoustic At SXSW (FILTER))


Imagine Dragons - It's Time
So this is what you meant?
When you said that you were spent?
And now it’s time to build from the
Bottom of the pit

Right to the top
Don’t hold back
Packing my bags and giving the
Academy a rain-check

I don’t ever want to let you down
I don’t ever want to leave this town
‘Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night

It’s time to begin, isn’t it, I get a little bit
Bigger, but then, I’ll admit
I’m just the same as I was
Now don’t you understand
That I’m never changing who I am

So this is where you fell
And I am left to sell
The path to heaven runs through miles
Of clouded hell

Right to the top
Don’t look back
Turning to rags and giving the commodities
A rain-check

I don’t ever want to let you down
I don’t ever want to leave this town
‘Cause after all
This city never sleeps at night

It’s time to begin, isn’t it, I get a little bit
Bigger, but then, I’ll admit, I’m just the
Same as I was
Now don’t you understand

That I’m never changing who I am
This road never looked so lonely
This house doesn’t burn down slowly
To ashes, To ashes

It’s time to begin, isn’t it, I get a little bit
Bigger, but then, I’ll admit, I’m just the
Same as i was
Now don’t you understand
That I’m never changing who I am

quinta-feira, 22 de março de 2012

The National - Afraid of Everyone, with Richard Reed Parry of Arcade Fire


The National – Afraid of Everyone
Venom radio and, venom television
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
They're the young blue bodies with the old red bodies
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone


With my kid on my shoulders, I'll try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don't have the drugs to sort
I don't have the drugs to sort it out, sort it out

I defend my family with my orange umbrella
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone
With my shining new star-spangled tennis shoes on
I'm afraid of everyone, I'm afraid of everyone

With my kid on my shoulders, I'll try
Not to hurt anybody I like
But I don't have the drugs to sort
I don't have the drugs to sort it out, sort it out

But I don't have the drugs to sort
I don't have the drugs to sort it out, sort it out

You're the voices swallowing my soul, soul, soul

sexta-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2012

Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out (Radio 1 Live Lounge) Nov 2011


Florence + The Machine - Shake It Out 
Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play


And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues strong
It's always darkest before the dawn


And I've been a fool and I've been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
I'm always dragging that horse around


And our love is pastured such a mournful sound
Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground
So I like to keep my issues strong
But it's always darkest before the dawn


Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah
Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah


It's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah


And I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight i'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues strong
It's always darkest before the dawn


Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah
Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah


It's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah


And given half the chance
Would I take any of it back?
It's a final mess but it's left me so empty
It's always darkest before the dawn


Oh woah, oh woah
And I'm damned if I do
And i'm damned if I don't
So here's to drinks in the dark
At the end of my road
And I'm ready to suffer
And I'm ready to hope
It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat
'Cause looking for heaven, for the devil in me
Looking for heaven, for the devil in me
Well, what the hell
I'm gonna let it happen to me


Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah
Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah


It's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah


Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah
Shake it out, shake it out
Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah


It's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah

segunda-feira, 2 de janeiro de 2012

The Waterboys - Pan Within/Because the Night - Live at Glastonbury 1986

Porque me apetece fechar os olhos,voar, perder a cabeça e deixar-me enrolar em 2012...Loose my head and let it spin...

The Waterboys - The Pan Within
Come with me
On a journey beneath the skin
Come with me
On a journey under the skin
We will look together
For the pan within

Close your eyes
Breathe slow we'll begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
To look together
For the pan within

Swing your hips
Loose your head, and let it spin
Swing your hips
Loose you head, and let it spin
And we will look together
For the pan within

Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
Close your eyes
Breathe slow and we will begin
To look together
For the pan within

Put your face in my window
Breathe a night full of treasures
The wind is delicious
Sweet and wild with the promise of pleasure
The stars are alive


And nights like these
Were born to be
Sanctified by you and me
Lovers, thieves, fools and pretenders
And all we gotta do is surrender

Come with me
On a journey under the skin
Come with me
On a journey under the skin
And we will look together
For the pan within

When to be with you
Is not a sin
When to be with you, oh just to be with you
Is not a sin
We will look together
For the pan within

segunda-feira, 5 de julho de 2010

Adoro ouvir violino...

E este silêncio tem sido um pouco "quebrado" por esse som tão belo. É um dos instrumentos que gosto de ouvir misturado com outros... o seu som sobressai e dá um "sabor" especial às músicas.
Aqui podem ouvir os Pequenos Violinos da Metropolitana (que contam com a participação da filha de uma Amiga minha, a quem um dia pedirei um "solo"...) num concerto dado no CCB, cujos fundos revertiam para ajuda à construção de uma escola na Guiné-Bissau através da AMI, uma iniciativa de louvar e aplaudir.Fui convidado para esse concerto mas infelizmente não fui, e acreditem que perdi algo de especial, até porque contaram com a presença do Tiago Bettencourt... Apreciem e vejam como os violinos (em especial a M.) dão um toque especial à  música (aconselho a ouvirem as outras que foram tocadas...)...

Tiago Bettencourt - Chocámos tu e eu
sei que não vais mudar dentro da ilusão,
mas queres parar por ser bom saber que há a minha mão para descansar,
para te esconder e não mostrar.

vem, não vou perguntar se não queres dizer, ahh deixa ser,
o que é bom sentir, só mais uma vez quase sem tocar.
para respirar, só mais uma vez. quando eu não quis ver fui a deslizar,
quando ninguém quis parar, cresceu.
e então chocámos tu e eu, e então chocámos tu e eu.
ahh, diz-me onde estás, vou ter aí. já sem razão para desculpar,
já sem saber para onde ir, para te fugir, para me esquivar, não me destruir.
quando eu não quis ver fui a deslizar, quando ninguém quis parar, cresceu.
e então chocámos tu e eu, e então chocámos tu e eu, e então chocámos tu e eu.

hoje vais dizer que já não tens paz, hoje vens pedir para te ensinar.
quando ninguém viu, quando a chuva cai o rio cresceu, e então chocámos tu e eu.
e então chocámos tu e eu.
e então chocámos tu e eu.

sei que não vais mudar e que eu vou partir,
eu quero alguém que me queira bem para me construir.

PS: Numa "onda" diferente, isto fez-me lembrar o Irish "dos Violinos" no Cais do Sodré... o "O´Gillins", que tinha uma banda residente muito boa, com um violinista de nome Carlos que arrasava... Tenho de ver se lá volto para matar saudades, beber uma Guiness e bater palmas e com os pés no chão...