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Como eu não ouço disso:

Rufus Wainwright - Foolish Love

I don’t want to hold you and feel so helpless

I don’t want to smell you and lose my senses

And smile in slow motion with eyes in love

I twist like a corkscrew, the sweetness rising

I drink from the bottle weeping

Why won’t you last?

Why can’t you last?

So I will walk without care,

Beat my snare

Look like a man who means business

Go to all the poshest places

With their familiar faces

Terminate all signs of weakness

I will take my coffee black, never snack

Hang with the wolves who are sheepish

Flow through the veins of town, always frown

Me and my mistress the princess

So the day noah’s ark floats down park

My eyes will be simply glazed over

Or better yet

I’ll wear shades on sunless days

And when the sun’s out I’ll stay and slumber

Oh, all for the sake, all for the sake

Of a foolish love...

E sim, queriducha... já tenho o bilhete! ;)

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Como eu não ouço disso:

Pois é... eu agora ouço mais... ouço muito... ;)

Neste momento soam os Guns N' Roses - Don't Cry... em repeat com o So Fine ...

:note: And all I'd see was darkness

... Now I see the stars alright :note:

Rufus Wainwright ...  já tenho o bilhete! ;)

ops... estou atrasada... :P
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Friends of Dean Martinez - The Winter Palace

Mas foi uma tarde interessante: O último álbum dos Duran Duran, que não entrou... Emir Kusturica & The No Smoking Orchestra (e gostei, mais uma vez ;) ), Fear Factory, os dois álbuns postados recentemente nas news (gostei mais do Concrete ;) ), o Best of dos Foreigner (soube bem ouvir algumas coisas que já não ouvia há muito tempo)... xiiii.... era só uma não era :upshy: ? Desculpem...

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De momento a reviver Linchpin de Fear Factory do Digimortal, recordar boas malhas é sempre bom, ando também pelo primeiro dos Iron Maiden e pelo Kepper Of The Seven keys Vol.2 dos Helloween a curtir a Dr. Stein :stereo:

"Dr. Stein grows funny creatures

Lets them run into the night

They become great

Rock musicians

And their time is right"

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Mudvayne - World So Cold

Para kem n konhece fika aki um excerto:

"....Why does everyone feel like my enemy,

Don't want any part of depression or

Darkness, I've had enough

sick and tired, bring the sun, or I'm gone,

Or I'm gone

I'm backing out, I'm no pawn,

No mother-fucking slave to this,

Never lied

Never left

Never lived

Never loved

Never lost

Never hurt

Never worry about being me, or anyone else

Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about

Anything

I need to find a darkened corner,

A lightless corner,

Where it's safer and calmer..."

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  • 3 weeks later...

Bem.... :- " Devo ser o único a ouvir isto por agora. Sim, se alguém atendesse o telefone às 9.00 da matina tb estaria, mesmo de olhos remelosos, a ouvir. Fica para depois, então. :hypo:

Well I don't know if I'm wrong

'Cause she's only just gone

Here's to another relationship

Bombed by excellent breed of gamete disease

I'm sure when I'm older I'll know what that means

Cried when she should and she laughed when she could

Here's to the man with his face in the mud

And an overcast play just taken away

From the lover's in love at the centre of stage yeah

Loving is fine if you have plenty of time

For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind

Loving is good if your dick's made of wood

And the dick left inside only half understood her

What makes her come and what makes her stay?

What make the animal run, run away yeah

What makes him stall, what makes him stand

And what shakes the elephant now

And what makes a man?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know you any more

No, no, no, no...

I don't know if I'm wrong

'Cause shes only just gone

Why the fuck is this day taking so long

I was a lover of time and once she was mine

I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed

Cried when she should and she laughed when she could

Well closer to god is the one who's in love

And I walk away cause I can

Too many options may kill a man

Loving is fine if it's not in your mind

But I've fucked it up now, too many times

Loving is good if it's not understood

Yeah, but I'm the professor

And feel that I should know

What makes her come and what makes her stay?

What make the animal run, run away and

What makes him tick apart from him prick

And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Hell I don't know you any more

No, no, no no...

Well I don't know if I'm wrong

'Cause she's only just gone

Here's to another relationship

Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease

I finished it off with some French wine and cheese

La fille danse

Quand elle joue avec moi

Et je pense que je l'aime des fois

Le silence, n'ose pas dis-donc

Quand on est ensemble

Mettre les mots

Sur la petite dodo

I gave me away

I could have knocked off the evening

But a lonelily landed my wants in her hands

In a way I felt you were leaving me

I was sure I wouldn't find you at home

And you let me down

Could have knocked off the evening

But you lonelily let him push under your bone

You let me down

It's no use deceiving

Neither of us wanna be alone

You're coming home (x 4)

I gave me away

I could have knocked off the evening

But I was lonelily looking for someone to hold

In a way I lost all I believed in

And I never found myself so low

And you let me down

You could've called if you'd needed

But you lonelily got yourself locked instead

And you let me down

It's one thing being cheated

But you took him all the way through your bed

And now you're coming home

And I'm trying to forgive

You're coming home

And I'm trying to forget

You're coming

And I'm trying to move on

You're coming home

And you haven't called yet

You're coming home

And I'm trying to forgive

You're coming home

I'm just trying to forget

You're coming

I'm trying to move on

You're coming home

But you haven't called

You're coming home

You're coming home (x4)

I gave me away

I could have knocked off the evening

But I lonelily loomed her into my bone

You let me down

There's no use deceiving

Neither of us wanna be alone

I need a piss

Wanna hate

Fuck it up

Come

My love

Eat your meat

Keep your teeth

Run

You lost me

You cost me

You thought me of me, yeah

We're bad

What we do

Stupid fools

You wanna get boned,

You wanna get stoned

You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich

You wanna be kitch

You wanna be the bastard of yourself

You wanna get burned

You wanna get turned

You wanna get fucked inside out

You wanna be ruled

You wanna be fooled

You wanna be a woman like a man

like a, like a, like a

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, woman like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(It really wasn't worth the ride)

I need a hit

Want to wait

Suck it up

Cum

my love

eat your meat

itchy feet

run

You reach me

You bleach me

You teach me of me

How familiar

We're bad

What we do

Stupid fools

You wanna get boned,

You wanna get stoned

You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich

You wanna be kitch

You wanna be the bastard of yourself

You wanna get burned

You wanna get turned

You wanna get fucked inside out

You wanna be ruled

You wanna be fooled

You wanna be a woman like a man

like a woman, like a, like a man

Like a man

Like a man, man, man, man...

Like a man, man, man, man...

Woman like a man

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, woman like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(It really wasn't worth the ride)

You wanna get boned

You wanna get stoned

You wanna get a room like no-one else

You wanna be rich

You wanna be kitch

You wanna be the bastard of yourself

You wanna get burned

You wanna get turned

You wanna get fucked inside out

You wanna be ruled

You wanna be fooled

You wanna be a woman like a man

like a woman, like a, like a man

like a man, like a man, like a man

like a man, man, man, man...

like a man, man, man, man...

Woman like a man

Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a woman like a man, like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a man,

(It really wasn't worth the ride)

(It really wasn't worth the ride)

Woman like a man, like a man, like a man, woman like a man

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, like a man,

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, like a man,

(I'll get a cheaper ticket next time)

Woman like a man, like a man, woman like a man, woman like a man

Mooday (It's got me)

Baby, why d'you have to leave?

Something up your sleeve?

Baby, I find it hard to breath

Moody (It's got me) Mooday (It's got me)

Baby, why d'you have to leave?

Why d'you have to break free?

Why d'you have to go?

Moody (It's got me) Mooday (It's got me)

Baby, why d'you have to run?

Looking after number one?

Baby, why d'you have to go?

Why d'you have to phone?

Something you're afraid to show?

Someone else you'd rather phone?

Moody (It's got me) Mooday (It's got me)...

Quem descobrir ganha um café matinal. lol

Vou-me fazer à estrada que o carro tem que ir todo boneco até à capital... ;)

:bye:

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Bem....  :- "  Devo ser o único a ouvir isto por agora. Sim, se alguém atendesse o telefone às 9.00 da matina tb estaria, mesmo de olhos remelosos, a ouvir. Fica para depois, então.   :hypo:

:P ... de olhos ainda remelosos sim :upshy: , mas às 9:00 sempre fora de casa... isto de ter formigos p'a deixar em Colégios tem destas coisas :tongue: Mas já estou de volta... ;)

Quem descobrir ganha um café matinal. lol

Não ganhei... com francês e tudo... :( Mas que peste que tu és... Agora... aposto que isso tem muito acústico, só pode... ^_^ Já vou à 'pesca'... deixa :realfun:

Vou-me fazer à estrada que o carro tem que ir todo boneco até à capital... ;)

Ora bem... carritos sujos já temos por cá muitos... :- "

Bom... depois destas todas, o que estou a ouvir ? Claro, estou em preparação... ;) e o Want One continua a ser o mais alegre... :note: Movies of myself... :note: Confesso que estou ansiosa p'a ver o homem...

Gostava de fazer música de dança, mas só lhe saem canções pop clássicas com influências operáticas. Rufus Wainwright é um caso sério dos novos valores da música americana. É uma aposta valente da multinacional DreamWorks, mas continua a ser visto como um maverick, um compositor rebelde mais interessado em criar ilusões escapistas do que em trepar tops. Tem uma voz de sonho, um visual boémio e um sentido de humor muito à base do autogozo. Mas no seu universo de paródia há grandes canções... Por cá, já tivemos o ano passado, em Vilar de Mourtos, uma amostra da sua irreverência ciníca, quando enfrentou com panache milhares de festivaleiros com apenas um piano e uma atitude vaudeville. Agora, em Novembro, tem só para si a Aula Magna de Lisboa. Será a ocasião solene para nos apresentar o novo disco, Want Two, a sequela do muito incompreendido Want One. E numa América capaz de gerar Josh Rouses, Ed Harcourts e Ryan Adams todos os semestres, Rufus continua a ter o seu lugar cativo como trovador solitário, sempre capaz de espantar pelos seus golpes de teatro ou de desconcertar pelas suas poses E é precisamente na sua traquinice tristonha que continua a marcar pontos.

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Por estas bandas U2 => City Of Blinding Lights do seu último trabalho: How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb :coolmusic:

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"The best thing to come out of Ireland since the potato, U2's distinct sound and style has carved them a very special place in music history. Sometimes intensely political, sometimes hard rocking, other times brooding, U2 is always damn good. Between Bono's crooning vocals and the Edge's unique guitar style, U2 has crafted a library of incredible rock songs." In the Autumn of 1976, Feedback won a talent contest at school after playing Peter Frampton's 'Show me the Way'. Paul changed his name to Bono Vox ('Good Voice') after the hearing aid company Bonavox, and Dave was now known as 'The Edge'... it has something to do with the edge shape of his skull (Bono gave him the name).

The name of the band is credited to a guy called Steve Averill. Adam wanted a good marketable name, Steve suggested U2, it stuck! The first official U2 release was a 3 track LP, on 7" and 12" titled 'U2-3', and it came out in 1979. The tracks included Out of Control, Stories for Boys and Boy/Girl.

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Agora estão os Depeche Mode com esta versão do World in my Eyes - Mode to joy (jon marsh 1990) :punk:

Let me take you on a trip

Around the world and back

And you won't have to move

You just sit still

Now let your mind do the walking

And let my body do the talking

Let me show you the world in my eyes

I'll take you to the highest mountain

To the depths of the deepest sea

We won't need a map, believe me

Now let my body do the moving

And let my hands do the soothing

Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is

Nothing more than you can feel now

That's all there is

Let me put you on a ship

On a long, long trip

Your lips close to my lips

All the islands in the ocean

All the heaven's in the motion

Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is

Nothing more than you can touch now

That's all there is

Let me show you the world in my eyes

Luke > :coolmusic: <

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Huum eu estou a ouvir uma musica coninbricense chamada "Fado dos olhos claros" tocada por os aeminium...

Tradicionalismo por este lado.. :- "

Fado dos Olhos Claros

(Edmundo de Bettencourt)

A luz dos teus olhos claros

É uma estrela a lucilar

Que eu ora vejo no céu

Ora nas ondas do mar

É o olhar da claridade

É o olhar do luar na água

Sagrado espelho onde vejo

A sombra da minha mágoa

:serenade:

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