It's Still Our Pleasure: June 2007

Late Night Phone Talk...

Zaza: Oh Chav, andas a fazer o que?

Chavininha: Ando lhe a dar nas linhas...

La,la,la moment...

Night falls and towns become circuit boardsWe can beat the sun as long as we keep movingFrom the air,stadium lights stand out like flaresAnd all I know is that you're sat here right next to meWe rarely see warning signs in the air we breatheRight now I feel each and every fragment This paper trail leads right back to youYou say you need me to step outsideYou spent the evening unpacking books from boxesYou passed me up so as not to break a promiseScattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long runSaid you knew that this would happenWell this is something new but it turns out it was borrowed tooWhy does every let down have to be so thin?Rain explodes at the moment that the cab door closedI feel the weight upon your kiss ambiguousYou have to leave,I appreciate thatBut I hate when conversation slips out of our graspYou spent the evening unpacking books from boxesYou passed me up so as not to break a promiseScattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long run Said you knew that this would happenTwo bodies in motionThis is a matter of factIt wasn't built to lastTwo bodies in motionThis is a matter of factIt wasn't built to lastYou spent the evening unpacking books from boxesYou passed me up so as not to break a promiseScattered polaroids and sprinkled words around your collar in the long runSaid you knew that this would happenThe pounding rain continued it's bleak fallAnd we decided just to write after all, fter allThe pounding rain continued it's bleak fallAnd we decided just to write after all
Maximo Park - Books From Boxes

... :)

In two more years,my sweetheart,we will see another viewSuch longing for the past for such completionWhat was once golden has now turned a shade of greyI've become crueler in your presenceThey say:'be brave,there's a right way and a wrong way'This pain won't last for ever,this pain won't last for everTwo more years,there's only two more yearsTwo more years,there's only two more yearsTwo more years so hold onYou've cried enough this lifetime,my beloved polar bearTears to fill a sea to drown a beaconTo start anew all over,remove those scars from your armsTo start a new all over more enlightenedI know,my love,this is not the only story you can tellThis pain won't last for ever,this pain won't last for everTwo more years...You don't need to find answers for questions never asked of youYou don't need to find answersDead weights and balloonsDrag me to youDead weights and balloonsTo sleep in your armsI've become crueler since i met youI've become rougher,this world is killing meWe cover our lies with handshakes and smilesWe try to remember our alibisWe tell lies to our parents he hide in their roomsWe bury our secrets in the gardenOf course we could never make this love lastI said of course we could never make this love lastThe only love we know is love for ourselvesWe bury our secrets in the garden. Bloc Party - Two More Years

Prevê-se um estágio em grande esta semana...

oooo o oooo o O!I warned you,you didnt believe me!I warned you,you didnt believe me!I warned you,you didnt believe me!I warned you,and now your caught...Theres some people that you just cant trustBut some people talk way too much.Take my advice,andListen Up!Dont be a fool like the rest of us.Now listen UP!oooooo on the playground!oooooo on the playground!you learn so much nowListen up!now gather 'roundnow listen upnow gather round now1,2,3 take it from me,3,4 so much trouble in store4,5 get it right,the first time(o!)count it with me now!1,2,3 take it from me3,4 so much trouble in store4,5 get it right,the first time(o!)count it with me now!oooo o oooo O!everybody knows someone like thatwho barows money and wont pay you backthey'll talk about about at the drop of a hydelie about it to your face,when there caught... Theres some people that you just cant trustBut some people just talk too much.Take my advice,andListen Up!Dont be a fool like the rest of us.Now listen UP! oooooo on the playground! oooooo on the playground!you learn so much now listen up!now gather 'roundnow listen upnow gather round now1,2,3 take it from me3,4 so much trouble in store4,5 get it right,the first timecount it with me now!1,2,3 take it from me3,4 so much trouble in store4,5 get it right,the first time count it with me now!

The Gossip - Listen UP!

iiiiiiii, pois é.... já foi há um mês...

Bloc Party

Coliseu de Lisboa

Estas são as fotos possiveis de mostrar. As outras são memorabilia e estão devidamente guardadas. ;)

Esperamos que o concerto do Superbock Super Rock seja tão bom como este, mas que eles se lembrem de uma coisa: desta vez tem que cantar o Two More Years, senão eu choro. E sim, eu ando muito emocional.

... fiquei triste.

Good times for a changeSee,the luck I've hadCan make a good manTurn badSo please please pleaseLet me,let me,let meLet me get what I wantThis timeHaven't had a dream in a long timeSee,the life I've ha Can make a good man badSo for once in my lifeLet me get what I wantLord knows,it would be the first timeLord knows,it would be the first time.

Please,Please,Please Let me get what I want, original dos The Smiths, versão dos Muse.

E não, isto continua a não ser um post romantico.

Feeling Like the Weather

Otis Redding - Try A Little Tenderness

O nosso leitor de MP3 - letra J

Jamiroquai - a banda de Jay Kay, com os seus inconfundiveis chapéus, é uma marca no mundo do acid jazz. Directamente de Inglaterra (o que como já se sabe, dá pontos) é daquelas que não sai do mp3 das meninas.

Jarvis Cocker - o antigo lider dos Pulp, que agora tem uma carreira a solo. Pela sua irreverencia, pela sua maneira de estar no mundo da musica, pelas letras... e por aquele fato lilás de cetim que ele usava... ;)

John Legend - directamente do mundo do R&B, premiado com 5 Grammys tem um som sereno, optimo para descontrair... e tem uma voz!!!!!!!! que nós ADORAMOS!

Johnny Cash - a country também marca pontos nos leitores de mp3, sempre ao som do "tio" Johnny... Por todas as coisas e mais alguma, e porque o "man in black" marcou sempre a nossa existencia, e esperamos que continue a fazer parte das nossas referencias.

Jorge Palma - achamos que este senhor pode ficar só com "No Coments". "...Enquanto houver estrada para andar, a gente vai continuar, a gente vai continuar... Enquanto houver ventos e mar a gente não vai parar,enquanto houver ventos e mar..."

Joss Stone - Inglesa, dona de uma voz soul... que mais dizer a não ser que nos conquistou logo desde o "Soul Sessions"?

Justin Timberlake - nós gostamos, e depois?

Just Jack - a descoberta de Janeiro, este senhor continua a trazer-nos as memórias de Londres, do que se passa na rua e nos Clubs... e o Starz in Their Eyes entrou directamente para o numero 2 dos UK Charts... mais? Ainda temos como bonus aquela parte que sim, ele vem à Zambujeira... iupyyyyyyyyyy!

G'morning and g'week ;)

“You are the music while the music lasts.”

T.S. Eliot

Time to get away...

It's time to get away,it's time to get away from you It's time to get away,it's time to get away from youYou brought a lot of moneyBut me,[look it’s a tidy]And you,you make me sleepI try and tryBut you’re under my kneeAnd I start to be sensible(if you know what I mean)And so it's time to get away,It's time to get away from youI’m dying to get away,I’m dying to get awayNext time we’ll talk it overAnd we can start againFor you,I caught a lot of staticAnd me,I would like it automaticAh-what what what what what did you think would happen next?Ah-what what what what what could it ever be?Though it's time to get away,it's time to get away from youI’m dying to get away,I’m dying to get awayNext time let’s talk about itAnd maybe start againTo think I used to pity youTo think I used to pity you,it’s trueTo think I used to pity youTo think I used to talk to you,it’s trueNext time we can talk about itOr even start againI couldn’t tell you what you wanted(You know what I’m saying?)I knew you were low man,But the truth is I was shocked.
Time to get away - LCD Soundsystem

Soundtrack

I think I feel a little hurt,My fists are turning coal to diamonds,Why no one told me so much workWould all go into tryingOh but the feelings ain't the same,How some things never change,Well nobody is perfectAnd I knew better anywayI thought about till my head hurtI thought about it,but it only made things worstI thought about it till my head hurtI thought about it but it only made things worstSo I was wrongWhat could I doI Knew all alongOooh Oooh Oooh OoohI think I feel a little hurtMy fists are turning coal to diamondsWhy no one told me so much workWould all go into tryingOh but the feelings ain't that strangeHow some things never changeWell,nobody is perfectAnd I knew better anywayI thought about till my head hurtI thought about it but it only made things worstI thought about it till my head hurtI thought about it but it only made things worstSo I was wrongwhat could I do?I knew all alongI'm a fool for you.
The Gossip - Coal to Diamonds

Tá calor...

... e a praia lá tão longe.

About the weekend 5

Serralves! Serralves! Serralves! Serralves! Serralves!

Gostámos muito! (as usual...)
Grande som!
Vivam as Festas no Prado!!!!!!!!

About the weekend 4

Nunca chegar do Clubbing e decidir pintar paredes... Pode se tornar uma coisa dolorosa.

About the weekend 3

Nós gostámos do Clubbing mas...
Os Klaxons eram para ser os Klaxons...
Isso é que tinha sido!

About the weekend 2

Citações importantes a reter:

"É só musculos! O musculo da chavininha está muito desenvolvido para o lado do osso!"

Pai da Za

"É melhor começares a pensar em contratar alguem para por a parede branca outra vez... Mas... Não ficou nada mal! O melhor é começar a comprar as tintas para pintarem o resto da casa!"

Pai da Chavininha

"Gosto MUITO!!!!!!!! Quando é que começamos a pintar o resto da casa toda?"

Mãe da Chavininha

"A mim parece-me muito bem esta parede amarelinha! (era verde...) E não gosto desse cabide, é rustico, não gosto! "

Mãe da Za

Observações da gerencia:

Nós pintamos, mas exigimos pagamento em géneros (entenda-se, "subsídio para bilhetes de concertos"!)