It's not just magic...

O trivial não me chega.
O cliché dá-me nojo.
E tudo isto porque acredito na magia das coisas simples.
Na magia que anda pelas ruas da minha Lisboa e que pelos vistos apenas eu a consigo tocar.
Na magia que sem mais nem menos me eleva e me faz sonhar.
Na magia que eu um dia quero ver reflectida naquele espelho .

...

Talvez esta seja a música nova...que me dizes?




Feist-Gatekeeper

Well it's time to begin as the summer sets in
It's the scene
You set for new lovers
You play your part painting in a new start
But each gate will open another

June July and August said
"It's probably hard to plan ahead"
June July and August said
"It's better to bask in each others"

Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the summer go on and on

Well they tried to stay in from the cold and wind
Making love and making their dinner
Only to find that the love that they grew in the summer
Froze

February April said
"Don't be fooled by the summer again"
February April said
"That half of the year, well we'll never be friends"

Gatekeeper seasons wait for your nod
Gatekeeper you held your breath
Made the winter go on and on

Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper, Gatekeeper
Seasons wait for your nod

Um acordar novo

Grite bem alto quem já viu este filme ?( silêncio )
Constatei que quase ninguém conhecia este filme para grande admiração minha.Não digo com isto que sou uma perita em cinema , longe disso.No entanto este é um daqueles filmes que se destaca , mas de uma forma "discreta" ( contradição ? nem por isso ).

Há filmes que marcam e este é um desses não só pela sua banda sonora fantástica onde nomes como Frou Frou , Zero 7 , The Shins e Thievery Corporation surgem mas também pelo enredo.

Marca pela sua história bizarra que no entanto é "touching" , marca pela maneira como é contada e marca também porque nos mostra como se vive outra vez.
Acompanhamos o acordar de Andrew Largeman, acompanhamos as pequenas descobertas deste homem que durante muito tempo esteve adormecido .Nada melhor do que um belo e esplendoroso acordar não concordam?

Agora pergunto-vos será que ele é o único que está adormecido ?

Corre , por aí...

Busca no infinito ,
Na pequena gota de chuva que cai agora na palma da tua mão.
Busca nas ruas deixadas ao abandono desta nossa Lisboa.
Busca no fumo das castanhas quentinhas que nos esperam.
Busca nos desenhos traçados na calçada , tão nossos.
Confiante e seguro ,
Busca por entre os risos das crianças numa manhã de sábado.
Busca no calor da lareira , num olhar de um estranho ,
Busca em velhos livros , poeirentos e sós.
Busca no orvalho matinal e do rumor dos pássaros,
Busca sem rumo , sem Norte.
Que encontrarás.
Encontrarás vestígios da nossa história,
Pois corre com o vento em cada esquina,
Todos a sabem e a invejam.
Estando eu ausente ,
Resta-te buscar o nós.
Mas promete-me
Que nunca desistirás.


escrito a 22 de Novembro de 2006



foto : life_down___by_gnato (www.deviantart.com)

...hoje...

Eu gosto muito de partilhar as minhas descobertas.Acho que o que é bom tem de ser partilhado .Descobri esta banda hoje... e aqui está a minha descoberta ...



Psapp - Tricycle

Melhor video que já vi

Soulwax - E-talking

Bent-Swollen

Descobri esta música há algum tempo atrás.Mesmo conhecendo cada batida e cada palavra , ela não perdeu o encanto inicial.

Bent-Swollen

With you in my garden
its more peaceful inside
I don’t need anything else
to make me feel alive

You electrify me
And I want to be in your arms
for always
for always

Our love is swollen
Made of the quietest shade of loud
Holds me like an anchor
Floats just like a cloud

Our love is swollen
Made of the quietest shade of loud
Holds me like an anchor
Floats just like a cloud

Our love is swollen
Made of the quietest shade of loud
Holds me like an anchor
Floats just like a cloud

As pérolas do youtube

indescritivel....

Maria Rita , Maria Rita ...

Filha de uma grande senhora da música popular brasileira Maria Rita chegou para ficar e encher as discotecas com os seus albums de melodias calmas e verdadeiras.
Ao estilo de Elis Regina , mesmo afirmando que não quer ser como a mãe e tentando afastar-se da imagem da mesma , canta e encanta as plateias.
Chegou para ficar esta nossa Maria Rita...



Maria Rita - Feliz

"maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong"

Jeff Buckley :

"Since he was the son of cult songwriter Tim Buckley, Jeff Buckley faced more expectations and pre-conceived notions than most singer/songwriters. Perhaps it wasn't surprising that Jeff Buckley's music was related to his father's by only the thinnest of margins. Buckley's voice was grand and sweeping, which fit with the mock-operatic grandeur of his Van Morrison-meets-Led Zeppelin music. Buckley began playing while in high school. Eventually, he moved to Los Angeles to study music; while he was there, he performed with several jazz and funk bands, as well as playing with Shinehead, a leader in the dancehall reggae movement. A few years later, he moved to New York, forming Gods & Monsters with the experimental guitarist Gary Lucas. The band became a hip name, yet their lifespan was short. Buckley began a solo career playing clubs and coffeehouses, building up a considerable following. Soon, he signed a record deal with Columbia Records, releasing the Live at Sin-e EP in November of 1993. It received good reviews, yet they didn't compare to the raves Buckley's full-length debut, 1994's Grace, received. Unlike the EP, the album was recorded with a full band, which gave the record textures that surprised some of his long-time New York followers. Nevertheless, it made several year-end "Best of 1994" lists and earned him a belated alternative hit, "Last Goodbye," in the spring of 1995. A long hiatus followed as Buckley worked on material for his follow-up effort, provisionally titled My Sweetheart, the Drunk. Originally slated to be produced by Tom Verlaine, who later dropped out of the project, Buckley finally began work on the record in Memphis during the late spring of 1997. On the night of May 29, he and a friend traveled to the local Mud Island Harbor, where Buckley spontaneously decided to go swimming in the Mississippi River and waded into the water fully clothed. A few minutes later, he disappeared under the waves; authorities were quickly contacted, but to no avail -- on June 4, his body was finally found floating near the city's famed Beale Street area. Buckley was 30 years old. A collection of unreleased recordings, Sketches (For My Sweetheart the Drunk), appeared in 1998, and two live albums arrived during 2000-2001, Mystery White Boy and Live at L'Olympia." --- All music



Um dos artistas mais talentosos que criou melodias que para sempre ficaram na nossa memória.
Aqui fica mais a letra de uma dessas magníficas melodias.


Jeff Buckley -Lover, You Should've Come Over

Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one

So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn

Oh lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come

It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever

Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong

Oh... lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you

Lover, you should've come over
'Cause it's not too late

a qualidade do video não está lá muito boa mas foi o único que encontrei dele a tocar esta musica ... aconselho ouvirem o original ...