The lousiest Smiths cover I've heard:



Blargh!!!
"How Soon Is Now" is a queer song. I don't understand how it has become so comercial, also being covered in the Charmed series opening.

Tiago, laisse tomber les filles!



And your head will fall along with them!

E já agora que estamos numa da loirinha France Gall cá fica o seu hino de sensualidade:



Muito à frente, como alguém diria :P

Et, finalement, un version fantastique, beaucoup moderne, de la musique originelment faite connu par France Gall (l'originel est de Serge Gainsbourg):



:)

Sometimes I really feel like a popcorn:

COCOON I DON'T GIVE A SHIT
Uploaded by lesgrandsmanitous

Thanks go to Peanut's Playground and yodel for the post about Cocoon, that's how I met them :)

Por vezes, a morte é a única coisa que estou certo de procurar na vida.

De resto acho que procuro o oposto dos outros. Quando tudo está bem, tudo bate certo, e estou feliz, os outros estão felizes comigo, sinto-me mal. Prefiro estar triste, sentir-me só e mesmo assim poder sorrir...

I miss those dresden days.
Ai Ai

One of the best Smiths covers I've heard:



The boy is beatiful :) Indeed...

Tenho que agradecer ao pessoal da Radar pela informação sobre o autor da cover e por a passar com frequência.

Bem, mas que coreografia bestial. Desconhecia esta faceta da Feist:

Ontem, o concerto do Rufus Wainwright foi de facto totalmente fab. O Rufus é um artista fantástico e neste concerto quis partilhar, orgulhoso, um pouco de cada uma das suas facetas musicais (e não só). As suas intervenções entre as músicas são interessantes e agradáveis, muito no seu estilo naive que encaixa tão bem naquela maneira (loira) de ajeitar o cabelo.

Fiquei espantado com a interpretação do Macushla e deixou-me a pensar em como seria um concerto todo assim, sem qualquer amplificação. Foi um dos melhores momentos do concerto.

Fantástico também o número de fecho com uma coreografia que parecia espontânea mas que, para parecer assim, deve ter exigido muito trabalho de todos. Só é pena o Rufus não dançar um pouco melhor :P Mas tem boa perna e aguenta-se muito bem de saltos LOOL

Este concerto conseguiu superar (e bastante) a impressão que tinha do último concerto, na mesma sala, dois anos antes, e que tinha já sido um dos melhores a que assisti.

Esta teria sido a cor predominante neste fim-de-semana fosse ele num outro Outono normal que não este de 2007.

Mas é assim o Outono nas Lameiras (fotos tiradas com o telemóvel, dêem o desconto a este fotógrafo bera)




"And we're not
Kids on swingsets" (Red House Painters - 24)

Este fim-de-semana fui abrir o baú dos tesouros e vejam o que encontrei:





São os meus pais nos 70s... Mas que grandes reaccionários que eles eram ;)

E o ar de engatatão do meu pai...

To Rufus or not to Rufus Wainwright, that is the question.

Mark Kozelek @ Santiago Alquimista, Lisboa
2007/10/27

The night was magical, to say the least. It was my first time at this venue and the place is magnificent, nothing could prepare me for such a zen space.
For this night, cowboy boots would be the ideal shoe-wear, but with my sneakers I was able to grasp the essentials ;)

The opening band, Sean Riley & The Slow Riders, played consistent, mostly melodic songs in a neo-country kind of way. If it wasn't for the "Boa noite" and the many "Obrigado a todos", I would think they came with Mark...

Then, after the stage was almost completely cleared, came Mark. It quickly became clear he's one of those persons who needs to have things under control, a perfectionist. After long tuning sessions each music would start, sometimes to stop after a short while. This only added up to the extremely intimist set.
Mark's voice was a surprise. It was way clearer live than on tape... I don't even want to try to explain why or how.



Mark had the company of a second guitar for most of his show. The were no introductions but the dialog between the two guitars sounded nice, though much different from the ones in Red House Painters albums like "Songs for a Blue Guitar".
Mark's remarks were short but curious, he seems to care about what people think about him but also seems to feel like an outsider. I bet he is convinced he is boring us out while playing, obviously that must partly go way during the claps.
Strangely the audience didn't react as much as I expected and only sang along to "Bad Boy Boogie". Personally I only knew the lyrics to 5 or 6 songs and some sounded strange in this slower format.



His comeback to the stage was short but worth it with the best songs of the night. Songs from his own solo work ("Bad Boy Boogie") and from Red House Painters ("San Geronimo"), in more melodic and sharper versions, when compared to the rest of the concert.

Overall, it was a unique concert, in a format I had never seen before, and left me eager to listen to Mark with his band and songs with more varied melodies. It was an honor to be able to finally meet Mark Kozelek, the poet.



Other reviews:

Cocoon - From Panda Mountains

It's a kind of neo-country from the heart of Europe. Cocoon makes me think of Elliot Smith (guitars), Ben Harper (voice) and a few others. Nice duo. :)

Their earlier sound (check their MySpace) doesn't sound as soft and melodic.

You really have to listen to the 3rd track ("I don't give a shit") on
this Peanut's Playground post.

"Now feel like a popcorn"

and it makes me wonder...
and I can't get that phrase out of my head.

Photograph by Nazif Topçuoğlu

"Demorei algum tempo a acariciá-la. «Acabe com isso, ouviu?», ordenou-me, num guincho
fanhoso, e apressou-se a afastar o ombro bronzeado dos meus lábios. (Era deveras curioso o modo como ela considerava - e continuou a considerar durante muito tempo - todas as carícias, excepto beijos na boca ou o acto puro e simples do amor, «patetices românticas» ou coisas «anormais».)"
in Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

Há muitas variações sobre este tema, sob outras formas, menos elementares, em que a inocência é somente aparente e um fio condutor de depravação segue com a exploração como objectivo. No final, e de acordo com o tom do Nabokov, o poder destrutivo, desde logo espectável deste comportamento, toma conta de tudo. É bom poder olhar para algo assim como um passado recente apenas.

Sountrack: Several by Ed Motta

"If you think this is a drag
Don't let me stop you
If you think it's time to change
well, then I hope that change marks you

I won't get in your way
You've got nothing left to say
but goodbye

Goodbye
goodbye
goodbye
goodbye

I thought that I would be lost
without you
but I was wrong
I thought that I would be lost
without you
but I was wrong

Goodbye
goodbye
goodbye
goodbye"

Goodbye
Elephant Parade

Runny nose but warm feet.
I just don't feel like dancing today, lets see tomorrow...

Shaved, to the skin...

Btw, this tune is from a pretty neat album: "Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain".

e beijinhos. Faz uma boa viagem :P

(Este é o vídeo que me encontrou, eu não procurava, mas diz tudo sobre o que sinto :D, Obrigado Tam)

I'm Internet shy!

"I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
Fuck you, it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
How do I feel, What do I say,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away,
In the end it all goes away."

In fact, all objects should have a function, otherwise they are mere pollution, a step further, downwards, the entropy staircase.

Is logic an enemy or ally?

Music: Cansei de Ser Sexy, Off the Hook

I didn't know feelings could be hacked into.

//:\\
||-||
*/ \ / \*

Spider on my wall!

A verdadeira música de ideais!

É tão bom ter 1 sítio onde escrever e onde ninguém nos ouve.... :)

É bom saber que podemos existir mesmo assim... completamente sozinhos!

Me, doing a presentation about work which ended up on a national TV program about science and technology.

I wasn't so messed up in my head when did this presentation.

Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die?

I knew my time was due
But for fractions of pleasure
I kept up with all
the whole of complexity
that I found
inside you.

I know that only so much was true.
But I believed in me,
the part that said
"I love you".
And so much came through
the window we had open
from me to you.

Get off the Internet and suck my left one.

I think something may have gone wrong with the riot grrrl movement...

Bom, mas há que lavar os ouvidos. E para isso sugiro a quem quiser fazer uma fantástica viagem: http://www.last.fm/listen/globaltags/fandango.
(É muito mais do que fandango, este é talvez o esperanto da linguagem musical)

Arrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I wanna shout!!!!!!!!
Listen http://www.last.fm/listen/artist/Kalashnikov/similarartists !

I feel like a voyeur...

Playlists Super Bock Super Rock 2007

Se alguém estiver nostálgico, aqui ficam umas playlists dos 3 dias de Act II do SBSR:
http://thedruid.imeem.com/playlists/

o SBSR 2007 terminou há alguns minutos com um concerto dos Underworld meio cheio mas nem por isso menos bom.

Deixo por agora a minha avaliação de hotness de cada um dos concertos*:
A escala:
On Fire, Hot, So so, Not worth it

Act I
Metallica

Act II - Day 1
Bunnyranch
The Gift
Klaxons
Magic Numbers
Bloc Party
Arcade Fire

Act II - Day 2
Mundo Cão
Linda Martini
Clap your hands say Yeah
Maximo Park
Jesus and Mary Chain - não vi, pareceu-me muito fraco...
LCD Soundsystem - não vi todo

Act II - Day 3
Anselmo Ralph - não vi
Micro Audio Waves
X-Wife
The Gossip
TV on the Radio
Scissor Sisters
Interpol
Underworld


* Atenção que é uma visão muito pessoal de um gajo que passou muito concertos a curtir quando ninguém estava para lá virado e outros a secar com toda a gente a aplaudir.

(13º) Super Bock Super Rock 2007

I've just come back from the 3rd day of the festival. Tonight I left LCD Soundsystem after 4 songs, they weren't bad, not at all, a little bit repetitive maybe. But I'm really tired.

I really loved Magic Numbers yesterday and Maximo Park today. I think Maximo Park gave the best concert 'till now, really eclectic. Now the Magic Numbers were a really good surprise, a really good sound with just the right compositions and lyrics.
I didn't enjoy Klaxons or Bloc Party, the sound quality was below average and there wasn't much good vibes to their music. Some songs, better known, got a few movements and cheers but that was all.
The Portuguese bands of these 2 days have also provided excellent surprises. I knew only one: The Gift - try to listen to them online and they were also one of the best bands on stage.

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah provided the worst surprise of today... Too weird a voice, sounded really like a rodeo announcing voice or something. Their presence on stage is bad too. I expected a lot from them...
Well I wish I stayed longer for LCD because their concert was being a good one 'till I left.

Tomorrow I'll listen to The Gossip, TV On the Radio, Scissor Sisters, Interpol and Underworld + 2 good Portuguese bands (Micro-audio waves and X-Wife). I'll let you know how it went :D

Tonight I saw 'Quei loro incontri? (2006)


This is one of the worst movies I've seen. It's unavoidable staring a comment on this movie like this. 1 hour, 8 minutes, 2 people, a rural/bucolic scenery and a conversation about gods, mortals and death. Change the scenery and the 2 people from time to time but keep the utterly boring conversation and you've got 'Quei loro incontri'.

The readers in the movie (yes, I don't consider them actors here) read out loud those fantastically boring lines of text with awful intonations, one exception was the male in the scene prior to the last which had quite a good intonation actually. His script was read almost conversationally, an extreme contrast to the other readers...

The only viewable scenes are a few camera movements about the lusciously bucolic sceneries and the fantastic, superb, ending music... Oh, how I loved those moments of blackness without the tedious conversations and with some bearable music.

Sensibilidade feminina no século XXI.

Ela diz:
- E vê se trazes mais umas cervejas.
[ARROTO]
- E depois deitas no vidrão.

Hooked on sadcore... "Now we rise and we are everywhere" Nick Drake lives forever.

Descobri o Nick Drake, ele já me tinha encontrado no Launchcast, mas agora fui eu que o fui buscar. De facto ele é Outunal nas músicas que canta. Tenho-lhe feito companhia com o amigo Jeff Buckley, é o que me tem mantido acordado de dia.

My blogging account has been recovered, I can flood you with my mental masturbation once more.

Thought of the night:
"Ouvir Nirvana dá-me vontade de andar ao bico!"
Pseudo-translation losing all sense: "Nirvana makes me feel like kicking a lot of ass!!"