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I wrote this song just to remember the endless endless summer in your laugh

foi um dia estranho

por cá

gosta-se de carácter

por cá

gosta-se de liberdade

It's Better In The Wind - Video Trailer 2 from Scott Toepfer on Vimeo.

por cá

gosta-se de coisas bravas

música leve

LEMONADE from Sarah Tricker on Vimeo.

Miséria (parte ...)

Eu admito: eu gosto de miséria. É um sentimento real quase palpável (adjectivo ou qualidade que, como sabem, não se aplica a este termo), nivela e mostra-nos que, por mais que se pense que se bateu no fundo há sempre um local mais fundo e sombrio para descer.

Tudo isto para chegarmos à Dinah Washington. Não vou procurar muita informação, procurei por músicas que falassem de tribunais e afins e dei com uma música da referida senhora: Send me to the electric chair


Judge, your honour hears my pleeea, before you open up your court.
I don't want no sympathy. 'cause I just cut my good man's throat
I caught him with one of them trifling Jane, I warned him lots of time before
this time I pull my knife and I went insane, now the rest you already know
So judge, please mister judge, send me to the electric, chair.
Judge, please mister judge, I just want get away from here
I wanna take a journey, to the devil down below
I killed my man, I wanna reap for what I sow
So judge, please Mister Judge, send me to the electric, chair
Hum, hum, Lordly, Lordly judge, send me to the electric chair
Please Judge and jury ,you know I loved him so dear, but I cut him with my Barlow
kicked him in he's side
stood and laugh while he died
So judge, lordly, lordly judge, send me to the electric chair
One more time I'm pleading, pleading, pleading Judge, send me to the 'electric chair
Ha, ha, hum, hum, oh, well go ahead and burn me 'cause I don't care
I don't want no bondsman to go my bail
I don't wanna spend no, ninety-nine years in jail
So judge, judge, please Mister judge, just send me to the electric chair

Ok, podem dizer, ah e tal é só uma música de miséria, mas esta senhora tem uma miríade de músicas de miséria, ora atentem nas seguintes músicas:

do geral.... This Bitter Earth ----> ver aqui (atenção, esta canção insere-se na categoria de canções: peganastuascoisasbotalhefogopoisnãovalemnadaevaidirectoaoedifíciomaisaltoqueconheceseatira-tedelápoisatuavidanãovaleumchavelho. Se tiverem com dúvidas existenciais é melhor ligar a radio comercial ou coisa que o valha...

para as particulares:

call me Irresponsible

e, por fim, a drinking again (uma das minhas favoritas, esta e o Named a drink after you dos Oblivians) ----> ver aqui

enjoy!

it's a group of solving problems

Voices from the Field from John X. Carey on Vimeo.

é o living

That's life, that's what all the people say.
You're riding high in April,
Shot down in May
But I know I'm gonna change that tune,
When I'm back on top, back on top in June.

I said that's life, and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks,
Stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, let it get me down,
'Cause this fine ol' world it keeps spinning around

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself, flat on my face,
I pick myself up and get back in the race.

That's life
I tell ya, I can't deny it,
I thought of quitting baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,
A poet, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself laying flat on my face,
I just pick myself up and get back in the race

That's life
That's life and I can't deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out
But my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothing shakin' come this here july
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
My, My

late night blues

RESPECT

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man, do I have the blues

o mundo parece que gravita mais lento ao som desta música

ou baby's got the Village blues

If I should leave you
Try to remember the good times
Warm days filled with sunshine
And just a little bit of rain
And just a little bit of rain

And if you look back
Try to forget all the bad times
Lonely blue and sad times
And just a little bit of rain
And just a little bit of rain

And if I look back
I'll remember all the good times
Warm days filled with sunshine
And just a little bit of rain
And just a little bit of rain

If I should leave you
Try to remember all the good times
Warm days filled with sunshine
And just a little bit of rain
And just a little bit of rain

Ps: quando eu morrer podem passar esta música no meu funeral e depois voltar a ser felizes, sff.