Lonely day

Such a lonely day
And its mine
The most loneliest day of my life
Such a lonely day
Should be banned
This day that I can't stand

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
Shouldn't exist
A day that Ill never miss
Such a lonely day
And its mine
The most loneliest day of my life

And if you go, I wanna go with you
And if you die, I wanna die with you
Take your hand and walk away

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
And its mine
A day that I'm glad I survived

System of a Down, “Hipnotise”, 2005

Se há uma banda que me move, é sem dúvida os System of a Down. Tudo o que fazem é único e genial. Esta música não foge à regra.

The Blowers Daughter

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

Damien Rice, “O”, 2003

Drive

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague
Haunting mass appeal
Lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh oh
It's driven me before, it seems to be the way
That everyone else get around
Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself, my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there

INCUBUS, “Make Yourself”, 1999

Breaking the Girl

I am a man
Cut from the know
Rarely do friends
Come and then go
She was a girl
Soft but estranged
We were the two
Our lives rearranged
Feeling so good that day
A feeling of love that day

Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else

Raised by my dad
Girl of the day
He was my man
That was the way
She was the girl
Left alone
Feeling the need
To make me her home
I don't know what when or why
The twilight of love had arrived.

Red Hot Chilli Peppers, “Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik”, 1990

Que saudades do Anthony Kiedis quando ainda tinha os seus longos cabelos ao vento… Grande banda, que conseguiu unir os seus fãs e manter o sucesso até hoje.
È sempre um prazer ouvi-los, em especial os temas mais antigos… como este.

Loser

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie
with the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
kill the headlights and put it in neutral
stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
someone came in sayin' I'm insane to complain
about a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
don't believe everything that you breathe
you get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
so shave your face with some mace in the dark
savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

(yo. Cut it.)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
'cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
one's on the pole, shove the other in a bag
with the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
the daytime crap of the folksinger slob
he hung himself with a guitar string
a slab of turkey-neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
you can't write if you can't relate
trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
and my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
that's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheeze whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
(I'm a driver, I'm the winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)

BECK, “Mellow Gold”, 1994

O mais alternativo dos músicos alternativos… simplesmente brilhante!

Karma Police

Karma police
arrest this man,
he talks in maths,
he buzzes like a fridge,
he's like a detuned radio.

Karma police
arrest this girl,
her Hitler hairdo
is making me feel ill
and we have crashed her party.

This is what you get,
this is what you get,
this is what you get,
when you mess with us.

Karma police
I've given all I can,
it's not enough,
I've given all I can
but we're still on the payroll.

This is what you get,
this is what you get,
this is what you get,
when you mess with us.

For a minute there
I lost myself, I lost myself.
Phew, for a minute there,
I lost myself, I lost myself.

Radiohead, “OK Computer”, 1997

Sempre surpreendentes, sempre geniais… Uma das melhores bandas alternativas de sempre. Este “Karma Police” representa para mim, o auge da sua genialidade.

Chemistry

I remember when I found out about chemistry
It was a long, long way from here
I was old enough to want it but younger than I wanted to be
Suddenly my mission was clear

So for awhile I conducted experiments
And I was amazed by the things I learned
From a fine fine girl with nothing but good intentions and a
Bad tendency to get burned

All about chemistry
Won't you show me everything you know
Ah wonder what you do to me
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh

Some time later I met a young graduate
When I had nobody to call my own
I told her I was looking for somebody to appreciate
And I just couldn't do it alone

So for awhile we conducted experiments
In an apartment by the River Road
And we found out that the two things we put together
had aBad tendency to explode

All about chemistry
Won't you show me everything you've learned
I'll memorize everything you do to me so I can
Teach it when it comes my turn

Fine spring day, California waves
Sweet Pacific scenes through theWindows of airplanes and hotel rooms

So when I find myself alone and unworthy
I think about all of the things I learned
from theFine fine women with nothing but good intentions
and aBad tendency to get burned

All about chemistry
Won't you show me everything you know
Ah wonder what you do to me
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh

All about chemistry
Won't you show me everything you've learned
I'll memorize everything you do to me
so I can teach it when it comes my turn

Semisonic, “All about Chemistry”, 2001

Miseryhead

Christ, your head, what's it become?
while the whole world's out having fun

I'm in a cloud, it's pulling me down,
breaking me down

I'm in a cloud, it feels like a crowd of a hundred,
it's five degrees here nobody sees, somebody please, save me

This is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead

I'm in a cloud, it's pulling me down,
breaking me down

Turn around what's that sound?
I'm in your head
I thought i heard him say,
he'd rather be dead, than live life apart...
we're apart...
we're apart

Tthis is the sound of my miseryhead
choke on the taste of my miseryhead
dance to the words of my miseryhead
this is the sound of my miseryhead

Ours, “Distorted Lullabies”, 2001



“Distorted Lullabies” veio-me parar ás mãos por acaso. Assim que olhei para o CD percebi que tinha algo de diferente. Quando o ouvi, fiquei imediatamente fã dos Ours. Esta é a minha música favorita do álbum.

You're a God

I've got to be honest,I think you know,
We're covered in lies and that’s okay,
But there's somewhere beyond this,I know,
but I hope I can find the words to say,
Never again,
No never again.

'Cause you're a god,
And I am not,
And I just thought that you would know,
You're a god,
And I am not,
And I just thought I'd let you go.

Though I've been unable,
To put you down,
I'm still learnin' things I ought to know by now.
It's under the table, so...I need somethin' more to show,
somehow.
Never again,No never again.

I've got to be honest,
I think you know,
We're covered in lies and thats okay,
But there's somewhere beyond this,
I know, but I hope I can find the words to say...

Vertical Horizon, “Everything you want”, 2000

Gostava que os Vertical Horizon viessem tocar a Portugal… há musicas que nunca se esquecem e esta é uma delas.
Faz-me sempre sorrir quando a ouço…

Jack Soul Brasileiro

Jack Soul Brasileiro
E que o som do pandeiro
É certeiro e tem direcção
Já que subi nesse ringue
E o país do Swing
É o país da contradição

Eu canto p’ro rei da levada
Na lei da embolada
Na língua da percussão

A dança mulango dengo
A ginga do mango lengo
É o charme dessa nação

Quem foi que fez o samba embolar?
E quem foi que fez o coco sambar?
Quem foi que fez a ema gemer na boa?
E quem foi que fez do coco um cocar?
E quem foi que deixou o oco no lugar?
E que foi que fez o sapo cantor de lagoa?

Diz aí Tião ?
Vai Tião! (oi)
Foste? (fui)
Compraste? (comprei)
Pagaste? (paguei)
Me diz quanto foi? (foi 500 réis)
Me diz quanto foi? (foi 500 réis)

Jack Soul Brasileiro do tempero
Do batuque, do truque, do picadeiro e do pandeiro
E do repique, do pique do funk rock
Do toque da platinela
Do samba na passarela
Dessa alma brasileira
Despencando na ladeira
Na zoeira da banguela

Eu só ponho o Ibope no meu samba
Quando o tio Sam pegar no tamborim
Quando ele pegar no pandeiro e no zabumba
Quando ele entender que o samba não é rumba
Aí eu vou misturar, Miami com Copacabana
Chiclete eu misturo com banana
E o meu samba, e o meu samba vai ficar assim

Ah ema gemeu......
Aaaaah ema gemeu!


Lenine, “Na Pressão”, 2000

O ritmo desta música é alucinante…. Faz-me sempre dançar! Adoro o Lenine!

Starlight

Far away
The ship is taking me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die

Starlight
I will be chasing a starlight
Until the end of my life
I don't know if it's worth it anymore

And hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms

My life
You electrify my life
Let's conspire to re-ignite
All the souls that would die just to feel alive

But I'll never let you go
If you promise not to fade away
Never fade away

Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations

Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms

Far away
The ship is taking me far away
Far away from the memories
Of the people who care if I live or die

And I'll never let you go
If you promise not to fade away
Never fade away

Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations
Yeah
Our hopes and expectations
Black holes and revelations

Hold you in my arms
I just wanted to hold
You in my arms

I just wanted to hold

Muse, “Black Holes and Revelations”, 2006

Abysmo

Men with both roots and wings
they tie us down and ask us to leave
they are teachings unheard,
they are bodies on smoke

Men with both roots and wings
at a singular voice we moan
our teachings mislead,
our teachings like smoke

we sleep between the storm that was
and the storm which has to come

We've learnt to learn everywhere
and the very own nature has taught us to wait
difference does sound like sin ,equality reliefs
and that fame ryhmes with hate y
et everything is fair
on the intervals of your death

misguided demons or forthcoming heroes
each one with an important name
nothing else than an important name.

Men with both roots and wings
at a certain time we are one
our litlle tricks, our innocence stubborn

Men with just little wings, men with just little minds
Men with just little eyes, men with just little deeds

sleeping between the storm that was
and the wind which fails to come
[(and finally)]blow us away.


Moonspell, “Sin/Pecado”, 1998

É a melhor banda portuguesa de metal….. diria mesmo da Europa…. Quiçá do mundo inteiro! Tenho um imenso respeito e admiração por todo o trabalho que desenvolvem!
Esta é uma verdadeira obra prima, incluída num dos meus álbuns favoritos dos Moonspell: Sin/Pecado.

Paper Airplanes (Makeshift Wings)

Raise high, monolithic, statues so fragile as they fall.
(I am, ever enthralled.)
Gaze, lie, and smirk in time, your arrogance will suit you well.
('Till fashion, is dispelled.)

As waves of plastic fame, go out of fashion,
you're going out, going out, forever unknown.
These waves of plastic fame, go out of fashion.
(Waves of plastic fame, drying up.)
You're going out, going out, forever unknown.
( Because you're dying to be free, forever unknown)

From up above, a wave of ashes will be decending,
but we'll just let it burn.
Anathema, I will remain so in my seclusion,
i'll watch it burn.

Without habitation, you'll never find a soul inside.
No life, but nothing's died.
No lights, but quite the show,
just as long as no one ever knows, all motion, is pantomime.

As waves of plastic fame, go out of fashion,
you're going out, going out, forever unknown.
These waves of plastic fame, go out of fashion.
(Waves of plastic fame, drying up.)
You're going out, going out, forever unknown, unknown.
(Because you're dying to be free, forever unknown)

From up above, a wave of ashes will be decending, but we'll just let it burn.
Anathema, I will remain so in my seclusion,
i'll watch it burn.

Dancing in the rain of decending ash,
dancing on your grave, I'll see you.
(All falling)

Dancing in the rain of decending ash, dancing in your dust,
I'll see you.
(all falling)
STOP!

I'd stop it, had you a heart.
(YOUR HEART!)
I'd stop it, had you a heart.
(YOUR HEART!)

From up above, a wave of ashes will be decending,
but we'll just let it burn.
Anathema, I will remain so in my seclusion,
i'll watch it burn.

From up above, a wave of ashes will be decending,
but we'll just let it burn.
Anathema, I will remain so in my seclusion,
i'll watch it burn.

I'll, watch you!

A Fire Inside, "Sing the Sorrow", 2003

Desde "Sing the sorrow" acompanho a carreira dos AFI com muita atenção. Todas as letras nos transportam para um mundo estranho e surreal, mas muito belo. Quem não conhece, sugiro que ouçam.

The Sacrament

I hear you breathe so far from here
I feel your touch so close and real
And I know
My church is not of silver and gold,
It's glory lies beyond judgement of souls
The commandments are of consolation and warmth

You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you

I hear you weep so far from here
I taste your tears like you're next to me
And I know
My weak prayers are not enough to heal
Oh the ancient wounds so deep and so dear
The revelation is of hatred and fear

You know our sacred dream won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true

The sacrament is you


HIM, "Love Metal", 2003

É uma das minhas bandas de eleição. Ville Valo "e sus muchachos" sempre em alta!

Sleeps with butterflies

Airplanes
take you away again
Are you flying above where we live
Then I look up
a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night
I’m not but
I like rivers that
rush inso then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
for you the acrobat
I won’t push you
unless you have a net

You say the word
you know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don’t mind
I don’t hold onto the tail of your kite
I’m not like the girls that you’ve known
But I believe I’m worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with Butterflies
with Butterflies
so go on and fly then boy

Balloonslook good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

I’m not like the girls that you’ve known
But I believe I’m worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with Butterflies
with Butterflies
with Butterflies
so go on and fly boy

Tori Amos, “The Beekeeper”, 2004

Outro álbum que é uma obra-prima, mais uma música que é uma pérola.
Absolutamente perfeito!

The Noose

So glad to see you have overcome them.
Completely silent now
With heaven's help
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

Recall the deeds as if
They're all someone else's
Atrocious stories
Now you stand reborn before us all
So glad to see you well

And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you to the ground
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're planning to go about
Making your amends to the dead
To the dead

With your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping
Your halo slipping down
Your halo slipping down

Your halo slipping down to choke you now


A Perfect Circle, "The Thirteenth Step"

Ferrugem

Mera luz
que invade a tarde cinzenta
e algumas folhas deitam
sobre a estrada

O frio é o agasalho
que esquenta
O coração gelado
quando venta
movendo a água
abandonada

Restos de sonhos
sobre um novo dia
amores nos vagões
vagões nos trilhos
Parece que quem parte
é a ferrovia
Que mesmo não te vendo te vigia
Como mãe
como mãe
que dorme olhando os filhos
com os olhos na estrada.
E no mistério
solitário da penugem
vê-se a vida correndo parada
como se não existisse chegada
Na tarde
distante

Ferrugem
ou nada


Djavan

No momento em que ouvi o tema “Ferrugem” num bar de música ao vivo de Lisboa, muito bem tocado por um grupo de amigos, passou a ser sem dúvida, uma das minhas músicas favoritas do Djavan…

Ouvi Dizer

Ouvi dizer que o nosso amor acabou
Pois eu não tive a noção do seu fim
Pelo que eu já tentei
Eu não vou vê-lo em mim
Se eu não tive a noção de ver nascer um homem

E ao que eu vejo
Tudo foi para ti
Uma estúpida canção que só eu ouvi
E eu fiquei com tanto para dar
E agora
Não vais achar nada bem
Que eu pague a conta em raiva

E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma

Ouvi dizer que o mundo acaba amanhã
E eu tinha tantos planos pra depois
Fui eu quem virou as páginas
Na pressa de chegar até nós
Sem tirar das palavras seu cruel sentido
Sobre a razão estar cega
Resta-me apenas mais uma razão
Um dia vais ser tu
E um homem como tu
Como eu não fui
Um dia vou-te ouvir dizer

E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma
Sei que um dia vais dizer
E pudesse eu pagar de outra forma

A cidade está deserta
E alguém escreveu o teu nome em toda a parte
Nos carros, nas casas, nas pontes, nas ruas
Em todo o lado essa palavra
Repetida ao expoente da loucura
Pra nos lembrar que o amor é uma doença
Ora amarga, ora doce
Quando nele julgamos ver a nossa cura

Ornatos Violeta, “O Monstro precisa de amigos”, 1999

Continuo a ser fã dos Ornatos apesar da banda já ter desaparecido... Eram geniais em 1999, continuam a sê-lo hoje!

Câmara Ardente

Quero-te em câmara ardente
E conhecer o teu destino
Decidi-lo e perpetuá-lo
Realizá-lo antes de ti
Quero as sombras do passado
Aclarear em fogo ardente
Chorar-te e perder-te
Lembrá-lo quando o vivi
Encontrar a tua carne
O sabor do nosso leito
Ler na tua pele palavras
Que sorvo e seco em memórias
Aquecer o meu corpo
Na forja que é meu desejo
Não me enganas com o cheiro a mortulho
Teu corpo é quente o sangue fervilha-te nas veias.

Bizarra Locomotiva, “Bestiário”, 1998


Há pouco tempo vi os Bizarra Locomotiva ao vivo e fiquei fascinada! Grande trabalho de composição! Todos os poemas ferem a pele...

Precious Things

So I ran faster
but it caught me here
yes my loyalties turned
like my ankle
in the seventh grade
running after BILLY
running after the rain

These precious things
let them bleed, let them wash away
these precious things
let them break their hold over me

he said you're really an ugly girl
but I like the way you play and I died
but I thanked him
can you believe that sick
holding on to his picture
dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces
of those beautiful BOYS
those christian boys
so you can make me cum
that doesn't make you Jesus

I remember
yes in my peach party dress
no one dared
no one cared to tell me
where the pretty girls are
those demigods
with their NINE-INCH nails
and little fascist panties
tucked inside the heart of every nice girl

Tori Amos, “Little Earthquakes, 1992

Bela, suave, melancólica, poderosa, estranha e absolutamente fascinante…. Assim é Tori Amos e a sua música! É a minha musa inspiradora e o “Little Earthquakes” é uma das suas obras mais brilhantes.
“Precious things” é a minha música preferida de sempre.