Míusique: Pink Floyd - Time

Eu não gostava tanto dessa música até prestar atenção na letra. Srsly, é awesome.

Essa vez dedico a música à Nat, que adicionou +1 no seu loop de idade esses dias atrás. [/geek]


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone 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

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the 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 naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And 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

Trava-língua

Se a pessoa que concordou com o acordo acordara acordada com a corda, a quem o cordeiro acordará?

Por: Eu mesmo
17/04/2009 2:01 AM.

Míusique: Keane - A Bad Dream

Keane, assim como Lily Allen, também me é um achado musical recente, e isso graças ao Allan, que me encorajou a ir conhecer as músicas do conjunto inglês além das carne-de-vaca "Somewhere Only We Know" e "Everybody's Changing". Arrependo-me de não ter feito isso antes!

Why do I have to fly over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above and you that I defend, I do not love

I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind

Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man and I was born to hate
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend

I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side
But you're long gone, yes you're long gone now

Where do we go?
I don't even know my strange old face
And I'm thinking about those days
And I'm thinking about those days

I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side
I was fighting but I just feel too tired to be fighting
Guess I'm not the fighting kind
Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side
But you're long gone, yes you're long gone now

Meu Brasil brasileiro

Pessoas, eu gosto do meu país; por mais que sofra com os velhos problemas de má administração e falta de honestidade generalizada da classe política, é um bom lugar pra se viver. Aqui tem paz, sossego, alguma liberdade... tem os problemas, mas tem suas vantagens também.

O que fode mesmo é... o povo. Sei que nenhum povo é uma perfeição cultural, mas nesses quase 190 milhões de pessoas não vejo características mais marcantes que "arruaceiro" e "ignorante" (hospitaleiro é coisa que só gringo vê).

Pior ainda é esse bando de arruaceiros nas internets - e não me refiro ao povinho de inclusão digital; deixem eles com seus erros e tolices de lado - e falo mesmo é do bando de manés que não sabe respeitar regras de sites e serviços. O caso que me fez escrever esse post foi o do banimento de IPs brasileiros do Konachan (cache do Google é seu amigo caso não consiga ver), que é um excelente site pra pegar planos de fundo de animes. 

É graças a isso que só consigo entrar vez ou outra no site - basicamente, só quando pego um IP com 189.*.*.* (IP dinâmico tem lá suas vantagens) - pelo o que me parece só os 200.*.*.*, 201.*.*.* etc foram banidos. Alguém mais aí sofrendo com isso? Quero saber se gente de outros provedores (leia-se: não Speedy) também foi afetada.

E sério, que moral tem esse tipo de gente pra querer reclamar de corrupção depois? Não vejo muita diferença entre quebrar regras de sites - que são muito mais simples - ou as da legislação.
Sem falar que, saindo do tema de internets, é legal ver o povo meio indignado com matanças no Oriente Médio: qual faz menos sentido? Se matar basicamente por religião ou ver neguinho se matando na rua em brigas de torcidas depois de jogos de futebol? 

Míusique: Lily Allen - Littlest Things

Lily Allen é um "achado" musical recente pra mim; por razões conhecidas (leia-se: influência) quis conhecer o talento musical da cantora além de Smile e gostei do que ouvi.

Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'
And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't know why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt

(Chorus)
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right, but it seems unfair
The things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me
Is this the end?

Drinkin' tea in bed
Watching DVD's
When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines
You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
The first time that you introduced me to your friends
And you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
When I was feeling down, you made that face you do
There's no one in the world that could replace you

(Chorus)
Dreams, dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
It seems, it seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right, but it seems unfair
The things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me
Is this the end?