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No final dos 80 ínicio dos 90 e em diante muitas bandas( à exemplo de algumas outras como The Chameleons e Echo and the Bunnymen que já haviam trilhado este caminho já no ínicio dos 80 ), cada a qual ao seu modo, retomaram elementos da psicodelia dos anos 60 ( o refrão da música do Hendrix, If 6 Was 9, foi mote de várias associações da década de 90 com a de 60, e foi fetejado como uma predição os anos 90 seriam os novos 60 diriram alguns ) e transmutaram em algo muito mais "lisérgico" em certos aspectos, movidos à ecstasy e outras coisitas mais ( cabe aqui um aparte: sem nenhuma apologia à tais artefatos alucinógenos ou artíficios químicos que em tese transportam para "outras dimensões", vale lembrar que tal prática inclusive ceifou diversas jovens cabeças vitimadas por ataques cardíacos fulminantes entre outros males, ou seja, o custo é altíssimo com benefícios muito efêmeros e duvidosos ) À partir desta tendência "sessentista" saíram grandes nomes que merecem ser ouvidos: Chapterhouse*, Primal Scream*, Spiritualized*, Spacemen 3*, Stone Roses*, Charlatans*, Inspiral Carpets*, Happy Mondays* entre tantos outros( aliás reproduzirei aqui apenas algumas letras e alguns vídeos à mais já que a lista de bandas é bem grande ) interessante são os rótulos utilizados para tentar "por no mesmo saco" banda um tanto quanto díspars, shoegazer ,neo hippies, new psicodelic ou seja como quiser chamar o que importa é que o som é bom ... enfim tirem suas conclusões ou façam como eu sem teorizar demais apenas apreciem por que hoje é sexta feira e um pouco de lisergia musical não faz mal a ninguém....




Banda: Ride
Música: Vapour Trail
Ride - Vapour Trail

First you look so strong,
Then you fade away.
The sun will blind my eyes,
I love you anyway.
First you form a smile,
I watch you for a while.
You are a vapour trail,
In a deep blue sky.
Tremble with a sigh,
Glitter in your eye.
You seem to come and go,
I never seem to know.
And all my time,
is yours as much as mine.
We never have enough,
Time to show our love.


Banda: Spiritualized
Música: Electricity



Driving fast down a one way street
Lord of loving you dance so sweet
Going fast to hit the sky
Lord of love you don't ask me why

I said electricity
Let it rain all over me
Let the light be forever green
I'm playing with fire if you know what I mean
I need someone to help me
Turn it on

Driving fast babe I'm on my own
I'm gonna meet you on a one way road
Gonna crash, kiss the sky
Lord of love you don't ask me why

I said electricity
Let it wash all over me
Let the light be forever green
I'm playing with fire if you know what I mean
I need someone to help me
Turn it on

Driving fast down a one way street
Lord of loving you dance so neat
Baby try not to hit the sky
Baby try not to make me cry
I said electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Turn it on

Banda: Inspiral Carpets
Música: Caravan



Sun - here's the sun, let's go to the lake
We'll take you down, just say the word
Rain - here's the rain, slip and slide in vain
Mud between our toes, saturation take you home
THEY CAME THROUGH THE SUN, THEY CAME THROUGH THE RAIN
THROUGH THIS ROCKY TERRAIN, A CARAVAN
Everyone take note - we've dug here before
Here is where all lie when this night is done
It's time I guess as we go marching on
Live for every day as if it were the last
THEY CAME THROUGH THE SUN, THEY CAME THROUGH THE RAIN
THROUGH THIS ROCKY TERRAIN, A CARAVAN
Sun - here's the sun, let's go to the lake
We'll take you down, just say the word
Rain - here's the rain, slip and slide in vain
Mud between our toes, saturation take you home
THEY CAME THROUGH THE SUN, THEY CAME THROUGH THE RAIN
THROUGH THIS ROCKY TERRAIN, A CARAVAN

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Chapter House -- Pearl




Stone Roses - She bangs the drums


Echo & The Bunnymen 1983 The Cutter


































SPACEMEN 3 - BIG CITY




The Chameleons - Up the Down Escalator





echo and the bunnymen - seven seas



Spacemen 3 - Revolution


The Chameleons - Dont Fall


echo and the bunnymen - show of strength




echo and the bunnymen - back of love





Echo & The Bunnymen - Lips Like Sugar



killing moon




Bring on the Dancing Horses

...6 0 0 2 8 0 9 1

Os Smiths* foi outra banda que influenciou muita bandas (vide Suede*, Placebo*, Gene* , Franz Ferdinand entre outros) com suas letras bam sacadas e um som irrestivelmente pop ( que é dificil quem não goste), longos títulos de músicas, uma acidez e critica mordazes, a voz de Morrissey aliada as guitarras inconfundíveis de Johnny Marr também são marcantes dentro do cenário musical dos 80 ...Vale muito ouvir a cover que o Placebo fez desta música ... aliás Placeboé hoje o resgate da androginia de David Bowie*, T Rex* (vide também Marc Bolan*) Iggy Pop* entre outros dos filhotes do proto punk ou glam rock* dos 70, ( quer tentar entender um pouqinho? leia Mate-me por favor em edição de bolso da editora LPM, que você acha em qualquer banca de jornal ou assista o filme Velvet Goldmine que é no mínimo uma divertida história que tenta recontar este período) seriam eles devotos de Dorian Gray* e seu "pai" Oscar Wilde* ? Lá bem no passado Ciro Pessoa* foi integrante dos Titãs * e depois criou o Cabine C* que soltou apenas um álbum... mas muito bacana.... quem quizer saber mais é só procurar na rede ... quanto aos links : o interessante blog de musica braZileira... o Brasil com z para inglês ver, e o site do projeto Chelpa Ferro arte em seu conceito mais amplo .... ... bom domingo.........



Banda:The Smiths">Smiths
Música: Bigmouth Strikes Again

The Smiths - Bigmouth Strikes Again


Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth
In your head

Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt
Oh ...

Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race

Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her hearing aid started to melt

Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...

Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race
Oh ...


Banda: Placebo
Música: Every You Every Me



Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My hearts a tart, your body's rent
My body's broken, yours is bent

Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.

Sucker love, a box I choose
No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse

In the shape of things to come
Too much poison come undone
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you

Every me and every you,
Every me... He

Sucker love is known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up for heavens sake
There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It's only comfort, calling late
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you

Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind

All alone in space and time
There's nothing here but what here's mine
Something borrowed, something blue
Every me and every you

Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He
Every me and every you,
Every me... He


Banda Cabine C
Música: Pânico e Solidão



Passageiro de um navio perdido em alto mar
olha pela estotilha o mundo se afastar
Precisa de continente para lhe abrigar
jatos cruzando os ares invadindo os ceus
busolas de precisão não sabem lhe dizer
em que ponto do oceano em que eu foi se perder
Rádios em dissintonia tentam lhe dizer
existem muito poucas chances de sobreviver
panico e solidão a bordo do navio

Passageiro de um navio perdido em alto mar
olha pela estotilha o mundo se afastar
Precisa de continente para lhe abrigar
jatos cruzando os ares invadindo os ceus
busolas de precisão não sabem lhe dizer
em que ponto do oceano em que eu foi se perder
Rádios em dissintonia tentam lhe dizer
existem muito poucas chances de sobreviver
panico e solidão a bordo do navio

Panico e solidão
panico e solidão
a bordo do navio

Panico e solidão
panico e solidão
a bordo do navio


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Placebo - Pure Morning


The Smiths - How Soon is Now








Smiths - Heaven knows I'm miserable now































Placebo - Running up that hill






The Smiths - Girlfriend In A Coma








The Smiths - Ask

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The Bitter End


suede - animal nitrate - live

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Hoje especial sexta feira, dia de boteco, e nada melhor do que bandas com um certo ar etílico, hehehe neste caso é uma livre associação que faço de bandas que me remtem à muitas hora numa mesa ou balcão tomando todas, bandas com certo ar de bourbon e ambientes esfumaçadas, wolfgang Press, Nick Cave, Tindersticks, Tom waits, Pj Harvey, Screaming Trees ou mesmo seu vocalista Mark Lanegan, Johnny Cash e alguns outros mais, que agora fogem-me à memória e sabe-se deus lá porquê as músicas deste povo sempre me lembram este tipo de ambiente e parecem encaixar perfeitamente no cenário de fermentados e destilados (para quem quiser ir num bacana segue a dica:das batidas, ali em Pinheiros ( em Sampa basin city) bem atrás da igreja de Nossa Senhora de Montserrat boteco este mais conhecido como .... ** do padre { "fiantã" seria um eufemismo ? hehehehe) então é isso ....hoje é dia de manguaça .... lembre-se :embriague-se com moderação.... se conseguir.
À título de curiosidade o vídeo dos bad seeds (The Wepping Song) é da época em que o Nick Cave morou por aqui outro detalhe é que a música da Pj Harvey é um repeteco no "letra de domingo" e nem todos os vídeos referem-se às letras aqui reproduzidas .... ...


Banda: wolfgang Press
Música: Going South



Peace and love - a phoney kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
I somesow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads

You've got a reason
Some funky little demons
Telling me that life is a gas
You're a deconstruction a euphemism nothing
Motown gives it a blast

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm going south
Where the head unloads

Called my brother - he said I need a lawyer
And my life is sinking at best
Called my brother - he said I've just become
A moaner who lives in the past
You've got a vision
Some funky little 'isms
Telling me that life is a gas
Your misconception is a pitiful expression
It's something I'll never possess

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads

Peace and love - a phoney kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
I somesow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads

Banda: Tindersticks
Música: El diablo en el ojo


I wouldn't shut your eyes just yet
I wouldn't turn the lights down yet
'Cos there's things you've gotta see here
There's things you've gotta believe of me

I wouldn't turn the sound down yet
Don't even touch the dials, not yet
'Cos there's things you've gotta hear here
There's things you've gotta believe of me

I wouldn't say a word just yet
Don't even open your mouth, not yet
'Cos there's things I've gotta say here
There's things you wanna hear from me


cantor: Tom waits
Música: Hold On
Tom Waits - Hold On


They hung a sign up in out town
"if you live it up, you won't
live it down"
So, she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
She went and took that California trip
Well, the moon was gold, her
Hair like wind
She said don't look back just
Come on Jim
(Chorus)
Oh you got to
Hold on, Hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here
You gotta hold on

Well, he gave her a dimestore watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Everyone is looking for someone to blame
But you share my bed, you share my name
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops
She said baby, I still love you
Sometimes there's nothin left to do

Oh you got to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here, you got to
Just hold on.


Well, God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of me
I miss your broken-china voice
How I wish you were still here with me

Well, you build it up, you wreck it down
You burn your mansion to the ground
When there's nothing left to keep you here, when
You're falling behind in this
Big blue world

Oh you go to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here
You got to hold on

Down by the Riverside motel,
It's 10 below and falling
By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But it's so hard to dance that way
When it's cold and there's no music
Well your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head there's a record
That's playing, a song called

Hold on, hold on
You really got to hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here
And just hold on.

Banda:Nick Cave
Música: Do you love me?"


I found her on a night of fire and noise
Wild bells rang in a wild sky
I knew from that moment on
I'd love her till the day that I died
And I kissed away a thousand tears
My lady of the Various Sorrows
Some begged, some borrowed, some stolen
Some kept safe for tomorrow
On an endless night, silver star spangled
The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

She was given to me to put things right
And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her
Still I seemed so obselete and small
I found God and all His devils insider her
In my bed she cast the blizzard out
A mock sun blazed upon her head
So completely filled with light she was
Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad
Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled
And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

She had a heartful of love and devotion
She had a mindful of tyranny and terror
Well, I try, I do, I really try
But I just err, baby, I do, I error
So come and find me, my darling one
I'm down to the grounds, the very dregs
Ah, here she comes, blocking the sun
Blood running down the inside of her legs
The moon in the sky is battered and mangled
And the bells from the chapel go jingle-jangle

All things move toward their end
I knew before I met her that I would lose her
I swear I made every effort to be good to her
I swear I made every effort not to abuse her
Crazy bracelets on her wrists and her ankles
And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle



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Cantora: PJ Harvey
Música: Down By The Water

I lost my heart under the bridge
To that little girl
So much to me
And now I moan
And now I holler
She'll never know
Just what I found
That blue eyed girl (That blue eyed girl)
She said "no more" (She said "no more")
That blue eyed girl (That blue eyed girl)
Became blue eyed whore (Big blue eyed whore)
Down by the water (Down by the water)
I took her hand (I took her hand)
Just like my daughter (Just like my daughter)
See her again (See her again)

Oh help me jesus
Come through this storm
I had to lose her
To do her harm
I heard her holler (I heard her holler)
I heard her moan (I heard her moan)
My lovely daughter (My lovely daughter)
I took her home (I took her home)

Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water.
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter.



Cantor: Mark Lanegan
Música: Ugly Sunday



I feel your blood run cold
And it's a rainy Sunday morning
I count the million miles I'm driftin'
From here, to hell
Today

Behind their windows people stare
Can't recognize the kindness there
Just prayers for drownin' ships at sea
None for me
And you

It'll take a hard rain to wash your taste away
Still I wish there was a reason left to stay

I'm drunk half blind
And it's an ugly Sunday morning
The wind arrives with the clouds refusing to break
Apart, like me
Why if all the world's stopped turnin'
How can all this rain keep fallin'
Washin' me a million miles away
From you

Why if I'm so alone now
Is it getting hard, to say goodbye now
Goodbye now



Banda: Screaming Trees
Música: Bed Of Roses

Where do you stand when it's all over
Washed from the earth
And down to the sea
Do you lie in a bed of roses

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

I see your shadow knocking at my door
All plastic face and shaking hands
Now how much space could ever hold your here

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

Where do you stand when it's all over
Washed from the earth
And down to the sea
Do you lie in a bed of roses

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now


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Comentário atual: Simplesmente não beba à toa ... e se for dirigir.. Vale à pena demais ouvir Personal Jesus do Depeche Mode na voz e arranjo do cavaleiro negro e tabém Mercy Seat do Nick Cave,... enfim muitos sons bacanas pra vocês... mas uma triste constatação a morte do sócio do ** do padre... conheço este boteco desde a infãncia, e tomei conhecimento etílico dele em meados dos anos 80 ... realmente uma pena...

Nick Cave - The Weeping Song





Screaming Trees - Nearly Lost You





Nick Cave & Pj Harvey - Henry Lee




PJ Harvey - A Perfect Day Elise













PJ Harvey / Who the fuck





























Nick Cave













Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds-Into My Arms

.. one three zero eigth two zero zero six

Algumas bandas passam despercebidas de muitos de nós, apesar de servirem muitas vezes de trilha sonora do dia a dia....o Durutti Column * é uma destas "manifestações". Produzida no fértil ambiente da gravadora inglesa Factory* . que teve nomes de peso tais como Joy Division, New Order, Section 25*, A Certain Ratio*, The Wake* (não a banda de pseudo heavy metal ), entre outros, com som extremamente etéreo composições bem estruturadas e de extrema beleza.
Cá entre nós "orientupis" uma de suas composições serviu por anos à fio de tema de abertura do jornal da cultura ( TV Cultura São Paulo) além de outra músicas usadas volta e meia em programas da mesma emissora, não pode-se dizer que era um tema à la Muzak* para elevadores.
Mas seu uso por aqui ficou restrito a estes "jingleS", e sem uma boa divulgação em rádios (apesar de dois albúns lançados pela gravadora Eldorado, ligada à época rádio de mesmo nome).... O curioso nome " a coluna duruti" é baseado no nome coluna Durrutti pertinente ao anarquista espanhol Buenaventura Durruti* que lutou contra os franquistas durante a Guerra civil espanhola , e a ligação do "homem banda" Vini Reilly(
(na verdade a maioria dos disco é totalmente feita apenas por ele capitaeando todos os instrumentos, um "one man band" moderno, e apenas tendo músicos adicionais em apresentações ao vivo) com a penísula ibérica é forte inclusive havendo composições
totalmente criadas em Portugal e adjacências .... Para quem quer muito prazer para os ouvidos eu recomendo!!!!! Além , é lógico, outras bandas que trafegam na mesma linha, sejam antecessoras ou predecessoras do Durutti Column, tais como: Mogwai*, Explosions in the Sky* ,Godspeed You Black Emperor*, Sigur Rós*, Tortoise*, His Name Is Alive*, Can*, Brian Eno*, Roger Eno* entre outros..... é isso !!! bom domingo ... ahhh os vídeos disponíveis não são os melhores portanto segue o link de pesquisa pois pelo menos é
possível ver trechos de um documentário interessante sobre a "cena" de Manchester sob a batuta da Factory além de registros amadores de shows do Durutti


Banda: Durutti Column
Música: Sketch For Dawn



A brightness falling through the air
Into the grass where we lie
A lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch
Soaring into exquisite tension

[chorus]
In the dawn
In the dawn
In the dawn

Dreams burnt away
By the first cigarette of the day
Instincts move us into
The rhythms of love
Soaring into
Exquisite tension
Making gentle pornography together

[chorus]

A brightness falling through the air
Into the grass where we lie
A lark spirals upwards in perfect pitch
Soaring into
Exquisite tension

[chorus


Banda: Durutti Column
Música: Never Known

I cry in my sleep
Sometimes you stay
Sometimes you stay
You never know why
Please say my name
Don't turn away

[chorus]
The pain is black
The pain is bright
The pain is black
The pain is bright
The pain is bright

Then I awake
And in the half light
Watching my movements
Through half closed eyes
You're touching me
As a priest loves pornography
We played beneath the patterns[?]
Don't turn away

[chorus]

Kissed by the years
Caresses of time
Marking the lines
The lines of expression
The patterns of place
The patterns of youth
The patterns of love
Don't turn away
Say my name
Say my name

[chorus]

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Comentário atual: Tenho uma emoção diferente toda vez que ouço Jacqueline do Durutti Column ( podes baixar o álbum LC aqui ) , ligada à memória, tem à ver com chegada da escola na hora do almoço e a TV ligada no "Jornal da Cultura" ( TV cultura- fundação Padre Anchieta) e esta música maravilhosa tocando, é uma relação afetiva muito grande com esta música, além do Kraftwerk tocando no jornal de esportes também da Cultura... Interessante é ouvir também Missing Boy em homenagem ao Ian Curtis, a letra estou adicionando à esta postagem agora, bem lá no fim após a sequência de vídeos. Atentem para as referências ( ao New Order) ? " Full of experts
Same old order "... Outro lance é a diferença entre a época em que a mensagem foi enviada originalmente para os das de hoje: a qualidade dos vídeos disponibilizados na rede, em sites como youtube, Myspace, etc, melhorou exponencialmente além do aumento da quantidade ou seja o comentário originalmente enviado na mensagem nem é tão válido mais ...... Enfim é isso aí..

Durutti Column - Sketch For Summer
















Brian Eno-An Ending (OCD)












Durutti Column - Missing Boy












Plane To Nowhere



The Durutti Column - Prayer




















Banda: Durutti Column
Música. Missing Boy
There was a boy
I almost knew him
A glance exchanged
Made me feel good
Leaving some signs
Now a legend
The dream was wrought
Where thoughts were heard
Love is reserved
From previous times

[chorus]
Like a dead bird in the dirt
Like a rusty can on the ground
I don't believe in stardom
Machinery in action
Full of experts
Full of experts
Same old order
Same old order
Same old order

Watch with obsession
Some accident of beauty
Try to capture
As the light begins to fail
Shapes to compose
Shadows of frailty
The dream is better
Dissolves into softness
But the end
The end is always the same

[chorus]

There was a boy
I almost knew him
A glance exchanged
Made me feel good
Leaving some signs
Now a legend