tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104584112011-12-19T14:47:43.283Zfitter, happier, more productive, comfortable<br> an empowered and informed member of society<br> concerned (but powerless)Indiependentehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12436272662279132447noreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10458411.post-39560425558911757042009-10-09T12:12:00.006+01:002009-10-09T12:21:14.698+01:00

I couldn't spill my heartMy eyes gleamLooking in from the darkI walk out in stormy weatherHope my words keep us togetherSteady walking but bound to tripShould release but just tighten my gripthe xx - night timetão simples e tão bonito...

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Darling, just don't put down your guns yet, if there really was a God here, he'd have raised a hand by now. Now darling, you'll both get old and die here, well that's quite enough for me , we'll find our own way home somehow. Editors - Papillon

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The night Max wore His wolf suit and made mischief of one kindand anotherhis mother called him “WILD THING!”and Max said “I’LL EAT YOU UP!”so he was sent to bed without eating anything.That very night in Max’s room a forest grewand grew –and grew until His ceiling hung with vinesand the walls became the world all aroundand an ocean tumbled by with a private boat for Maxand he sailed off through

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Disponíveis aqui

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Keeping an eye on the world going by my window Taking my time Lying there and staring at the ceiling Waiting for a sleepy feeling Please don't spoil my day I'm miles away And after all I'm only sleeping The Beatles - I'm Only Sleeping (Revolver, 1966)""I'm Only Sleeping" is a song by The Beatles that appeared on their studio album Revolver (in the US on the Yesterday and Today album). Though the

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He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola He say "I know you, you know me" One thing I can tell you is you got to be free Come together right now over me

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PJ Harvey & John Parish - Black Hearted LoveI'd like to take youI'd like to take you to a place I know My black hearted

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Um filho é ver-se um homem prolongadono mundo da verdade em que nasceuum filho é ver-se um homem atiradodas raízes da terra para o céuMeu filho minha vida és meu sangue e meu carinhomeu pássaro de carne meu amormeu filho que nasceste do ventre do carinhoda minha companheira que deu florPois filhos do amor e da ternuraque sendo de todos não são de nenhume não há no mundo coisa mais puraque a gente

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Dark Was The Night will be released on February 17th, 2009. It’s comprised of 31 exclusive tracks and it will be available as a double cd/triple vinyl/download and will benefit the Red Hot Organization – an international charity dedicated to raising money and awareness for HIV and AIDS through popular culture. You’ve been humming in a daze forever Praying for Pavement to get back together

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Donde saiu este homem? Não peço que me digam onde nasceu, quem foram os seus pais, que estudos fez, que projecto de vida desenhou para si e para a sua família. Tudo isso mais ou menos o sabemos, tenho aí a sua autobiografia, livro sério e sincero, além de inteligentemente escrito. Quando pergunto donde saiu Barack Obama estou a manifestar a minha perplexidade por este tempo que vivemos, cínico,

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Aqui ao luar, ao pé de ti, ao pé do marSó o sonho fica, só ele pode ficarin A Noite

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Canção do Ano 08:Portishead - The RipWild, white horsesThey will take me awayAnd the tenderness I feelWill send the dark underneathWill I follow?

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o ritmo do fluxo sanguíneo no cordão umbilical é idêntico ao batimento cardíacothere's a love that God puts in your heartPhysics - standing on the shoulders of giants

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Discos Internacionais: Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes Coldplay - Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends The Ting Tings - We Started Nothing Sigur Rós - Með Suð í Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust Lykke Li - Youth Novels Portishead - Third The Last Shadow Puppets - The Age of the Understatement Santogold - Santogold Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend MGMT - Oracular Spectacular Discos nacionais: Rui

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Spiritualized - Soul On FireBaby, set my soul on fire.I’ve got two little arms to hold on tight and I want to take you higher.Baby, never should say never.I’ve got a hurricane inside my veins and I want to stay forever

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The Smiths - PanicBurn down the discoHang the blessed DJBecause the music that they constantly playIT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFEHang the blessed DJ

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Floating hereLike this with youUnderneath the starsAlignedFor 13 billion yearsThe viewIt's beautifulAnd ours alone tonightUnderneath the starsThe Cure - Underneath The Stars

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e acaso nos tocar o azar o combinado é não esperarque o nosso amor é clandestinoSra. Dona Deolinda - "Clandestino", uma das pérola maiores de "Canção ao Lado"

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The Mary Onettes - The Mary OnettesOuvirVoid

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Cocteau Twins - LoreleiUma das pérolas que vem dentro desta caixinhaShoegazing (also known as shoegaze or shoegazer) is a genre of alternative rock that emerged from the United Kingdom in the late 1980s. It lasted until the mid 1990s, peaking circa 1990 to 1991. The British music press (notably NME and Melody Maker) called this genre "shoegazing" because the musicians in these bands often

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Editors - BonesBones, starved of fleshSurround your aching heartFull of love

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I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November

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#1#2The National live@ Festival Manta Guimarães 18-07-08"Daughters Of The Soho Riots + Apartment Story" Hold ourselves together with our arms around the stereo for hoursWhile it sings to itself or whatever it doeswhen it sings to itself of its long lost lovesI’m getting tied, I’m forgetting whyTired and wired we ruin too easysleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leavebut I’ll be with you

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I'm Good, I'm GoneAcoustic live version with guests: Robyn, Adam & Bebban (Shout Out Louds), Daniel (The Concretes), Lars (Laakso) and Mikael (Hjalmar). Director: Ted Malmros + Christian Haag

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I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.This is our decision, to live fast and die young.We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.Get

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The Gift - Mosteiro de Alcobaça - 07.03.08The Gift - Clinic - AlcobaçaCan you wait there for so longCan you be there if I fallCan you fall and stay strongCan you dry your eyes and laughCan you show me your heart once moreCan you breath a new life nowCan I freeze this moment with youCan my hand fix your heart and youDid you ever touch the groundCan we sing `out of time` in repeat, and look both of

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If I was young, I'd flee this townI'd bury my dreams undergroundAs did I, we drink to die, we drink tonightBeirut - Elephant Gun

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So don't get any big ideas,They're not going to happenRadiohead, In Rainbows

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When I'm at the pearly gatesThis'll be on my videotapeMy videotapeMy videotapeWhen Mephistopheles is just beneathAnd he's reaching up to grab meThis is one for the good daysAnd I have it all hereIn red blue greenIn red blue greenYou are my center when I spin awayOut of control on videotapeOn videotapeThis is my way of saying goodbyeBecause I can't do it face to faceSo I'm talking to you before

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Álbum Internacional:Radiohead - In RainbowsThe National - BoxerThe Good, The Bad and The Queen - The Good, The Bad and The QueenArcade fire - Neon BibleBloc Party - A Weekend In The CityAu Revoir Simone – The Bird of MusicElectrelane - No Shouts, No CallsKlaxons - Myths of the Near FutureÁlbum Nacional:David Fonseca - Dreams In ColourOld Jerusalem - The Temple BellCanção do Ano:Arcade Fire - No

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Porque será que gostamos dos músicos? Qual será o poder de uma canção? Talvez provenha da própria estranheza do facto de haver música na Terra. A nota, a escala, o acorde; melodias, harmonias, arranjos; sinfonias, óperas chinesas, jazz, blues: que tais coisas existam, que os homens tenham descoberto os intervalos mágicos que dominam a pequena quantidade de notas que uma mão pode abarcar e com a

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and we don't care about the young folkstalkin' bout the young styleand we don't care about the old folkstalkin' 'bout the old style tooand we don't care about our own folkstalkin' 'bout our own stuffall we care about is talkingtalking only me and you Young Folks - Peter, Bjorn & John

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The Magic Numbers - This is a Song

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Música: Superstars, David FonsecaRealização: David FonsecaOu como ser um verdadeiro artista!

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Inesquecível: Arcade Fire, Super Bock Super Rock, Lisboa, 3 de Julho de 2007O resto, a música, o som, os hinos, os cânticos ficam a ecoar na memória.

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21 de Junho, Dia Europeu da Música

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"We hope that you choke!"Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myselfA heart that's full up like a landfill,a job that slowly kills you,bruises that won't heal.You look so tired-unhappy,bring down the government,they don't, they don't speak for us.I'll take a quiet life,a handshake of carbon monoxide,with no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,no alarms and no surprises,

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The National - "Mistaken For Strangers" - Boxer, 2007You get mistaken for strangers by your own friendswhen you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lightsarm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing underoh you wouldn’t want an angel watching oversurprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watchanother uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

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Bloc Party - Banquet ao vivo Lisboa, Coliseu dos recreios, 18-05-07

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Wow. After I jumped, it ocurred to me. Life is perfect. Life is the best, full of magic, beauty, opportunity, and television. And surprises...lot's of surprises, yeah. And then there's the best stuff, of course. Better than anything anyone ever made up, 'cause it's real.U2 - The Ground Beneath Her Feet

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Find What You Get - Bang Gang, descoberto na banda sonora de Screaming Masterpiece, documentário sobre a cena musical na Islândia, visionado no IndieLisboa 2006

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hopelessly driftin the eyes of the ghost againdown on my kneesand my hands in the air againpushing my face in the memory of you againbut i never know if it's realnever know how i wanted to feelnever quite said what i wanted to say to younever quite managed the words to explain to younever quite knew how to make them believableand now the time has goneanother time undonehopelessly fighting the

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There's a song playing on the radioSky high in the airwaves on the morning showAnd there's a lifeline slipping as the record playsAnd as I open the blinds in my mind I'm believing that you could stayAnd oh if you stay I'll chase the rainblown fields awayWe'll shine like the morning and sin in the sunOh if you stayWe'll be the wild ones, running with the dogs todayThere's a song playing through

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Se a Sagres Bohemia serve para calar o Luis Represas, além de gostar ainda mais dela, acho que vou beber até cair...

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All the towers of ivory are crumblingAnd the swallows have sharpened their beaksThis is the time of our great undoingThis is the time that I'll come runningStraight to youFor I am capturedStraight to youFor I am capturedOne more timeThe light in our window is fadingThe candle gutters on the ledgeWell now sorrow, it comes a-stealingAnd I'll cry, girl, but I'll come a-runningStraight to youFor I am

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And Everyone We Know

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Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - I Had a Dream, Joe

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Arcade Fire - Rebellion live at Coachella 2006

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We all say, dont want to be aloneWe wear the same clothes cos we feel the sameAnd kiss with dry lips when we say goodnightEnd of a centuryOh, its nothing specialBlur

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Música e letra: Neil HannonInterpretação: Divine ComedyNo matter how I try I just can't get her out of my mindAnd when I sleep I visualise her.I saw her in the pub. I met her later at the night-club.A mutual friend introduced us.We talked about the noiseAnd how it's hard to hear your own voiceAbove the beat and the sub-bass.We talked and talked for hours, we talked in the back of our friend's

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The Long Term Physical Effects Are Not Yet Known byJay-Jay Johanson

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Un paseo...

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The Divine Comedy - Perfect Love Song Give me your loveAnd I'll give you the perfect lovesongGive me your wordThat you'll be true to me always come what mayForever and a dayNo matter what other people may sayWe'll hold on to each other'Til we're old and grey

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Lindo! Comovente! Obrigado, Radiohead...And if I could be who you wantedIf I could be who you wanted,All the time, all the time...

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Em todas as ruas te encontroEm todas as ruas te percoconheço tão bem o teu corposonhei tanto a tua figuraque é de olhos fechados que eu andoa limitar a tua alturae bebo a água e sorvo o arque te atravessou a cinturatanto, tão perto, tão realque o meu corpo se transfigurae toca o seu próprio elementonum corpo que já não é seunum rio que desapareceuonde um braço teu me procuraEm todas as ruas te

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Por tudo aquilo que a música transporta em si... Que todos os anos sejam cheios de música!Bloc Party - Two More Years

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O Natal de Sufjan Stevens

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E colocá-lo em prática...Feliz Natal!

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Loves the greatest thingThat we have

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Loto - "Cuckoo Plan" live, not ft. Peter HookThe world is waitingLove is all around

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É natural que eu me sinta desnorteadoNo meio de tanta fruta podre, contagiadoin Desnorteado

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Live at the Camden Roundhouse, London

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Bloc Party no Coliseu dos Recreios a 18 de Maio de 2007

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DVD "Humanos ao Vivo" - Coliseu dos Recreios 28 e 29 de Junho de 2005

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Passaram 193 dias desde que Alice foi vista pela última vez.Todos os dias Mário, o seu pai, sai de casa e repete o mesmo percurso que fez no dia em que Alice desapareceu.A obsessão de a encontrar leva-o a instalar uma série de câmaras de vídeo que registam o movimento das ruas. No meio de todos aqueles rostos, daquela multidão anónima, Mário procura uma pista, uma ajuda, um sinal...A dor brutal

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Doçura: Aimee Mann no seu álbum natalício "One More Drifter in the Snow"

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Suponhamos que este post tem a data de 28 de Fevereiro de 2005.É para a minha Avó Rosa. Pelo amor, pela dedicação, pela humildade. Pela vida. Pelo exemplo. Por tudo e para sempre.É também para Reininho. Pela música. Pelas letras e pela poesia. Pela Pop Art. Pelos GNR, um outro amor de uma vida.Banda Sonora: Reininho à Mesa, com Luz Vaga...

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A bola bate na trave. Devia ter entrado. Apago a televisão. Vou ter com ela. Ofereço-lhe um anel. Somos felizes. Para sempre

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