terça-feira, março 31, 2009

Vila Sésamo!

Simples assim...



"Todo dia é dia,
toda hora é hora
de saber que esse mundo é seu.

Se você for amigo e companheiro,
com alegria e imaginação

Vivendo e sorrindo
criando e rindo

será muito feliz e todos
serão também!"

Vila Sésamo

segunda-feira, março 30, 2009

Twilight



"I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness
of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging
into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken
grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as
they trace their way across the steely sky.
I used to think I had a pretty good life here,
just plugging into my machine for the day,
then watching Templevision or reading a Temple
Paper in the evening. My friend Jon always
said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric
domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace
since 2062, when the surviving planets were
banded together under the Red Star of the Solar
Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new
moons. I believed what I was told. I thought it
was a good life, I thought I was happy.
Then I found something that changed it all..."

Anonymous, 2112

I. Overture 0:00

"And the meek shall inherit the earth."

II. Temples of Syrinx 4:33

... "The massive grey walls of the Temples
rise from the heart of every Federation city.
I have always been awed by them, to think that
every single facet of every life is regulated
and directed from within! Our books, our music,
our work and play are all looked after by the
benevolent wisdom of the priests..."

We've taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes.

It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life
Are held within our walls

Look around this world we made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh what a nice contented world!
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand.

We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers
Fill the hallowed halls
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life
Are held within our walls

III. Discovery 6:45

... "Behind my beloved waterfall, in the
little room that was hidden beneath the cave,
I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years,
and picked it up, holding it reverently in my
hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it
was beautiful”...

... "I learned to lay my fingers across the wires,
and to turn the keys to make them sound differently.
As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced
my first harmonious sounds, and soon my own music!
How different it could be from the music
of the Temples!

I can't wait to tell the priests about it! ..."

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It's got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing are that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain.

I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night.

IV. Presentation 10:14

... "In the sudden silence as I finished playing,
I looked up to a circle of grim, expressionless faces.
Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice
echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall.”...

... "Instead of the grateful joy that I expected,
they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of praise,
sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father
Brown ground my precious instrument to splinters
beneath his feet..."

I know it's most unusual
To come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know

Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Yes, we know it's nothing new
It's just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
The world is doing fine

Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan.

I can't believe you're saying
These things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do.

Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Don't annoy us further
We have our work to do.
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?

Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan.

V. Oracle: The Dream 13:56

... "I guess it was a dream, but even now it all
seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see the
beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the
summit of the staircase”...

... "I see still the incredible beauty of the
sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man revealed
in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed
by both wonder and understanding as I saw a completely
different way to life, a way that had been crushed
by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless
life had become with the loss of all these things...”

I wandered home though the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days

I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home, to tear the Temples down...
Home, to change.

VI. Soliloquy 15:56

... "I have not left this cave for days now, it has
become my last refuge in my total despair. I have only
the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can
no longer live under the control of the Federation,
but there is no other place to go. My last hope is
that with my death I may pass into the world of my
dream, and know peace at last."

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life
Oh...no.

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood spills over.

VII. The Grand Finale 18:17

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.

2112
Rush

domingo, março 29, 2009

Mazal Tov

Para Roni.

sábado, março 28, 2009

Transformação

Para meu irmão Everton.



"Vou mostrando como sou e vou sendo como posso.
Jogando meu corpo no mundo, andando por todos os cantos.

E pela lei natural dos encontros, eu deixo e recebo um tanto.
E passo aos olhos nus ou vestidos de lunetas.

Passado, presente, participo sendo o mistério do planeta.

O tríplice mistério do "stop", que eu passo por e sendo ele no que fica em cada um.

No que sigo o meu caminho e no ar que fez e assistiu.
Abra um parênteses, não esqueça que independente disso eu não passo de um malandro. De um moleque do Brasil, que peço e dou esmolas.

Mas ando e penso sempre com mais de um, por isso ninguém vê minha sacola".

Novos Baianos
Mistério do Planeta

sexta-feira, março 27, 2009

Gray



"We went out one night
Everything went right
We got something started
It was outta sight
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

By the phone I wait
String into space
Thinking about our first kiss
Out on our first date
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
It would end

I've resorted to
Hanging up on you
I know you know it's me
How else will I talk to you
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

Why don't you call me again?
And I'm gonna ask
When I see you again
Thought you would be my man my lover my friend
I never thought it would end so quickly
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you
I thought I'd see you again"

Why didn't you call me?
Macy Gray

yellow




"Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah they were all yellow,

I came along
I wrote a song for you
And all the things you do
And it was called yellow

So then I took my turn
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know you know I love you so
You know I love you so

I swam across
I jumped across for you
Oh all the things you do
Cause you were all yellow

I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow

Your skin
Oh yeah your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
D'you know for you i bleed myself dry
For you i bleed myself dry

Its true look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine
look at the stars look how they shine for you"

Yellow
Coldplay

quinta-feira, março 26, 2009

Green



"Divide your cultured pearls and paste
I'm looking for to lay to waste
Of all the things I cannot taste
and this not the racy race
They spoke loud

I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
It's what you do

I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do

Given the choice
Given the heart
Given the tool
Given the word
Given the cheers

I believe in what you do
I believe in watching you
It's what you do

I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do
I could turn you inside-out
What I choose not to do"

Turn you inside-out
R.E.M.

quarta-feira, março 25, 2009

Sob silêncio e reverência



Eu jogo pérolas aos poucos ao mar
Eu quero ver as ondas se quebrar
Eu jogo pérolas pro céu
Pra quem pra você pra ninguém
Que vão cair na lama de onde vêm

Eu jogo ao fogo todo o meu sonhar
E o cego amor entrego ao deus dará
Solto nas notas da canção
Aberta a qualquer coração
Eu jogo pérolas ao céu e ao chão

Grão de areia
O sol se desfaz na concha escura
Lua cheia
O tempo se apura
Maré cheia
A doença traz a dor e a cura
E semeia
Grãos de resplendor
Na loucura

(PÉROLAS AOS POUCOS
Zé Miguel Wisnik)

Blue



"Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know I've been to sea before
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey Blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well there're so many sinking now
You've got to keep thinking
You can make it thru these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs
Everybody's saying that hell's the hippest way to go
Well I don't think so
But I'm gonna take a look around it though
Blue, I love you...

Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside you'll hear a sigh
A foggy lullaby
There is your song from me"

Blue
Joni Mitchell

segunda-feira, março 23, 2009

Rainbow

domingo, março 22, 2009

A primavera chegou! (e o outono também)

Hora de plantar sementes de abóboras e girassóis...



"We dismiss
The backroads
And ride these streets
Unafraid
Resort to
Scraping pain
From our bones
Unashamed

No more the eye upon you
No more the simple bane

Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have guessed
All is never shown
Desolation yes
Hesitation no

And in my prayer
I dream alone
A silent speach
To deaf ears
If you want be love
You must be love
But if bleed love
You will die love

No more the eye upon you
Catch me starving out of shame

Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have sensed
We won't make it home
Desolation yes
Hesitation no

But for the rites of spring
Come to mean all things
A little taste of what may come
A meer glimpse of what has gone

Cause for the moment we are free
We to find our release
Too young to die, too rich to care
Too fucked to swear that I was there

Desolation yes
Hesitation no
Desolation yes
Hesitation no
As you might have guessed
We won't make it home
Desolation yes
Hesitation no"

Age of innocence
Smashin' Pumpkins

sábado, março 21, 2009

Para quando ela chegar



"The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
But there's no room, no space to rent in this town
You're out of luck and the reason that you had to care,
The traffic is stuck and you're not moving anywhere.
You thought you'd found a friend to take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand in return for grace

It's a beautiful day
The sky falls and you feel like it's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road but you've got no destination
You're in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over and it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
it's a beautiful day

Touch me, take me to that other place
Teach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light and,
See the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colours came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me, take me to that other place
Reach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
You don't need it now

Was a Beautiful day..."

Beautiful day
U2

quinta-feira, março 19, 2009

Wild Horses



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQxWWbkYGuk

"Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I cant let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away

I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I dont have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Lets do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day"

Wild Horses
The Rolling Stones

quarta-feira, março 18, 2009

"The eagle has landed"



"Breathe
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.

Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

On The Run
[female announcer, announcing flights at airport]
"Live for today, gone tomorrow, that's me, HaHaHaaaaaa!"

Time/Breathe Reprise
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for soemone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it'ssinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to nought or half a page of scribbledlines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Breath Reprise
Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

The Great Gig in the Sky
"And I am not frightened of dying, any time will do, I
don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying?
There's no reason for it, you've gotta go sometime."

"I never said I was frightened of dying."

Money
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.

"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for abruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He wasasking
why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"

Us and Them
Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quickshort,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit himonce!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean goodmannersdon't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Any Colour You Like


Brain Damage
The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane.

You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

"I can't think of anything to say except..."
"I think it's marvellous! HaHaHa!"

Eclipse
All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
everyone you meet
All that you slight
everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it'sall dark."

Dark side of the moon
Pink Floyd

terça-feira, março 17, 2009

A OPERA

Ballet ou opera, A Opera de Viena provoca o silencio dos mais lindos cemiterios...

domingo, março 15, 2009

Take your pills Major Tom!



"Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you
(spoken)
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....
"Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do."

Space Oddity
David Bowie

sábado, março 14, 2009

Viena

Embarcando para a fria Viena, lembro dos que não sobreviveram por falta de um "kit"...




"Dos generaciones menos
dos generaciones más
Fechas, tan sólo fechas
Yo estoy aquí, tu estabas allá
El pico y la pala, el hielo en los dedos
te estás jugando las manos...
El mundo se muere y tu sigues vivo
porque recuerdas tu piano
Compás por compás, en el frío del gueto
vas repasando el nocturno en Do Sostenido Menor de Chopin, en tu memoria
Si fueras tu nieto y yo fuera mi abuelo
quizás, tú contarías mi historia
Yo tengo tus mismas manos
Yo tengo tu misma historia
Yo pude haber sido el pianista del gueto de Varsovia
Dos generaciones menos,
dos generaciones más
Fechas, tan sólo fechas
Yo estoy aquí, tu estabas allá
Y el mundo no aprende nada, es analfabeto
y hoy suena tu piano, solo que en otros guetos
Si yo estoy afuera y tu estabas adentro
fue sólo cuestión de lugar y de momento
Yo tengo tus mismas manos
Yo tengo tu misma historia
Yo pude haber sido el pianista del gueto de Varsovia
Dos generaciones menos
dos generaciones más
Fechas, tan sólo fechas
Yo estoy aquí, tu estabas allá"

El pianista del Gueto de Varsovia
(Para David Broza)

(Letra y música: Jorge Drexler) Basado en el relato autobiográfico
"El Pianista del Gueto de Varsovia" de Wladislaw Szpilman

quinta-feira, março 12, 2009

Karaokê!



Hora de viajar!

"I could feel at the time
There was no way of knowing
Fallen leaves in the night
Who can say where they're blowing
As free as the wind
And hopefully learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning

More than this - there is nothing
More than this - tell me one thing
More than this - there is nothing

It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night
Who can say where we're going
No care in the world
Maybe I'm learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning

More than this - there is nothing
More than this - tell me one thing
More than this - there is nothing"

More than this
Brian Ferry / Roxy Music

segunda-feira, março 02, 2009

O samba do ano: Devotos de Madá!




"Amor, deu merda!
Olhai por nós, Padre Adelir
Mais de mil balões sem ge-pe-ésse
Deu sua vida pela evolução da espécie

Por que fui me entregar à ilusão?
Guiando um zepelim sem direção...

Procurei o azul do céu mas acabei no azul do mar
Vislumbrando o paraíso num brejo de Maricá

Tentei ligar, não tive sorte
Na Ilha de Lost não pega celular...

Maysando a noite inteira
O meu bloco é de responsa
Enfiando a mão na jaca
Tirando leite da onça

Adernei no meio fio
E tive um sonho assustador
No furdunço da Lavradio
Era um padre voador

Decolar, subir, ir por onde for
Como um brinquedo flutuante de amor

Meu São Balão, solte esse grito
Eu Sou Devoto e vou até o infinito..."

Devotos de Madá 2009
Autor: Mestre Landim