Dance me to the end of love

Maybe I fell in love with this song just because I know he danced me until the end of our love.

We're all stardust!

Dias de abandonar-se confortavelmente nos braços da liberdade com vento no rosto.
Dias de gosto "irrepelível" e toques de peixinhos elétricos para guardar na melhor caixinha de recordações.
Dias de saber sobre outras realidades, de visitar outros mundos e voltar em grande estilo.
Dias não-ordinários de passeios por lugares típicos da minha infância.
Dias de pensar um pensamento e vê-lo sair colorido da boca do outro.
Dias de ter os cuidados compensados com saúde.
Dias de voltar a acreditar, sem "irracionalizar".
Dias de voar alto com os pés plantados no chão e cabelos despenteados.
E hoje foi o dia de aprender a dizer adeus com tranquilidade.
Enquanto isso, the light comes and goes in that sa(n)d street.

Toothpaste Kisses -The Maccabees

Musiquinha so cute que deixa o blog leve, leve. :)

Toothpaste Kisses -The Maccabees

Cradle me
I'll cradle you
I'll win your heart
with a woop-a-woo
pulling shapes just for your eyes

so with toothpaste kisses and lines

I'll be yours and you'll be

Lay with me, I'll lay with you
we'll do the things that lovers do
put the stars in our eyes

and with heart shaped bruises
and late night kisses
divine.

Go, Beck

Muito legal o novo cd do Beck: Modern Guilt (é sem y no final mesmo). Baixei hoje, aqui (quem quiser é melhor correr, antes que tirem do ar, rs). Essa é Gamma Ray, que eu uploadei pro Goear - que daqui a pouco tb vão começar a implicar!

Gamma Ray - Beck

Trying to hold
Hold out for now
With these ice caps
Melting down
With the transistor sound
And my Chevrolet terraplane
Going round, round, round

Come a little gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
Your brains are bored
Like a refugee
From the houses burning
And the heat wave's
Calling your name

She's got
On a cactus crown
With a dot, dot, dot
On her brow
And she speaks
Inside crowd
With the cavalry
Turning around

Hit me like a gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
And I'm pulling
Out thorns
Smokestack lightning
Out my window
I want to know
What I've lost today

Come a little gamma ray
Standing in a hurricane
When your body's bored
Like a refugee
From the houses burning
And the backbiters
Calling your name.

Ec-lips-e O-cult-o

Sem desespero, sem tédio, sem fim. O que será?

Rockzinho básico com o vocal VISCERAL de Cazuza pra dissolver a nostalgia usual dos domingos e desopilar a mente.

Demasiadas palavras, fraco impulso de vida? Nop!

Menina do anel de lua e estrela

Porque essa música tem cheiro de madrugada.
Porque eu tive um anel de lua e estrela por causa dela.
Porque eu sinto saudade, e por isso a lua é cheia e dolorida.
Porque eu prefiro sabê-lo longe. Sozinho.
Porque as estrelas estão se apagando.

Short Skirt/Long Jacket

I would like to use a short skirt with a long jacket right now: my (red) fingernails is already shining like justice, I use to stay up late and my mind is just like a diamond! ha ha

Short Skirt/Long Jacket - Cake

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond,
I want a girl who knows what's best,
I want a girl with shoes that cut,
and eyes that burn like cigarettes.

I want a girl with the right allocations,
Who is fast, and thorough, and sharp as a tack.
She's playing with her jewelry,
She's putting up her hair,
She's touring the facility
and picking up slack.
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket.

I want a girl who gets up early, (gets up early!)
I want a girl who stays up late, (stays up late!)
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity,(uninterrupted!)
Who uses a machete, to cut through red tape.

With fingernails that shine like justice,
and a voice that is dark like tinted glass,
She is fast, and thorough, and sharp as a tack.
She's touring the facility
and picking up slack.
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long, long jacket.

(na na na na.....)

I want a girl with the smooth liquidation, (smoothliquidation!)
I want a girl with good dividends, (good dividends!)
At Citibank we will meet accidentally, (meet accidentally!)
We start to talk when she borrows my pen.

She wants a car with a cup holder-arm rest,
She wants a car that will get her there.
She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen,
She's trading her MG for a white, Chrysler LaBaron
I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket.

Leve

Não me leve a mal, me leve apenas para andar por aí.

Yes or no!

Não poderiam ter inventado palavrinha pior que o "talvez".
Ah, a música é ótima. Quiçá, quiçá, quiçá.

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps - Cake

You won't admit you love me
And so how am I ever
To know
You only tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

A million times I ask you
And then I ask you over
Again
You only answer
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If you can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't wanna' wind up
Being parted, broken hearted

So if you really love me
Say yes
But if you don't, dear,
Confess
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

Fils de Cham

Essa é bonitinha pra cantar fingindo que se fala francês, a língua mais charmosa do mundo!
Ai, ai.

Fils de Cham - Tété and the Ootsie Putsie

Tandis qu'au confins du néant
De concert, hurlent au mitan
Nuées de bossus soi-disant
Buvons aux maures et aux gisants

Au loin le râle des damnés
Monte comme funiculaire
L'ami les rameaux ont fané
Buvons au bal des chimères

[REFRAIN]
Vienne la pluie, l'ami
Tombe la grêle
Je plie mais jamais ne m'oublie

A l'heure où sous l'écorce
Faillit la Force (c-cling baby)
Le voici, le voilà
Mon avis
La voilà ma philosophie

A l'heure où sous l'écorce
Faillit la Force (c-cling baby)

Fils de Cham
[FIN DU REFRAIN]

L'empire comme frappé de stupeur
Ne sait que faire de tant d'émois
Acte 2 : L'ère de la terreur
Ou le temps du chacun chez soi

Ouvert le bal des damnés
Tickets en vente sur ton palier
"Fils de Cham chantent misère
Et autres contes de la lisière"

REFRAIN

Il ne s'agit pas messieurs
D'occire ou piller à tout va

Changer le monde
S'il se peut
L'adoucir
A défaut d'en être la lie...

How do you afford your rock'n'roll life style?

Enfim fiz o upload no Goear. Essa música foi paixão à primeira audição. É uma delícia! Shake, babe.

Rock And Roll Lifestyle - Cake

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly,
how much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?
Is it you, or your parents, in this income tax bracket?

Now, tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs
is sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.
And how much did you pay for your rock and roll t-shirt
that proves you were there, that you heard of them first?

Now how do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock and roll lifestyle...
Ohhhh tell me..

How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,
the one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?
And how much will HE pay for a brand-new guitar,
one which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones,
as long as their soda cans are red, white and blue ones?
And how long will the workers keep building him new ones,
as long as their soda cans are red, white and blue ones?

Aging black leather and hospital bills..
And tatoo removal and dozens of pills.
Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments,
but rock on completely with brand new components.

So good, ahh babe...

Excess ain't rebellion
You're drinking what they're selling
Your self destruction doesn't hurt them
your chaos won't convert them
They're so happy to rebuild it
You'll never really kill it off
Yeah,
Excess ain't rebellion.
You're drinkin' what they're selling.
Excess ain't rebellion ahhhh.
You're drinkin', you're drinkin' ahh yeah
you're drinkin' what they're selling.

Aqueous transmission

'Cause the person has just arrived from Xingu river!

Porque eu tava com muita saudade de ouvir boa música, depois de uma semana ouvindo só jingle de eleição por todo canto nos ritmos mais bregas possíveis, o que me fez pensar que realmente eu preciso criar coragem e usar meu applezinho mp3 cor-de-rosa.

Na verdade, queria postar uma música do Cake (banda), mas como todos os meus mp3 se foram com a morte do meu HD, e dessa ainda ninguém fez o upload no Goear, só me resta fazê-lo outro dia, quando lembrar de trazer o cd do carro. =P

E por falar em Cake (banda), essa música é a cara do Cake (pessoa australiana = Ryley), que foi quem me mostrou e que eu logo me apaixonei pelo ritmo e letra, e que agora é impossível ouvi-la sem lembrar da carinha dele todo extrema e contidamente feliz quando tocou no carro (com ele dirigindo!) quando estávamos a caminho de Algodoal - não vou falar na cara de pânico das pessoas no banco de trás, rsrs!

AQUEOUS TRANSMISSION
By: Incubus

I’m floating down a river
Oars freed from their homes long ago
Lying face up on the floor
Of my vessel
I marvel at the stars
And feel my heart overflow

Further down the river

Two weeks without my lover
I’m in this boat alone
Floating down a river named emotion
Will I make it back to shore?
Or drift into the unknown

Further down the river

I’m building an antenna
Transmissions will be sent
When I am through
Maybe we can meet again
Further down the river
And share what we both discovered
Then revel in the view

Further down the river

I’m floating down a river

My soundtrack

Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
To be a team with me

So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I'd find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me

Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give his heart to me
Someone who's ready to
Give love a start with me.
...

João é gênio

Pobre de quem não entendeu que a beleza de amar é se dar.

Goear

Rá, funcionou! :D

Li que esse Goear é uma espécie de Youtube do MP3, aí fui lá fuçar pra tentar postar essa música, na qual fiquei totalmente viciada desde a primeira vez que ouvi.
Tomara que, depois dessa descoberta, eu ainda consiga postar outras coisas além de música! :P
Isso me lembra uma pessoa clamando por meu auto-controle, rsrs.
Come on and let it out.