Esse filme marcou a minha infância, já assisti mais de 200 vezes, sem exagero.
Foi o primeiro filme de adulto que minha mãe me levou pra ver no cinema. Tá bom, sei que o filme é bastante infantil, mas naquela época foi o máximo, até porque eu só assistia desenhos e filmes dos Trapalhões.
Apesar de tudo é estrelado pelo David Bowie, que também compôs a trilha sonora e foi dirigido pelo George Lucas. Então, tem seus méritos.
Ela era uma musa indie que agora está ficando pop. Por mim, tudo bem: continuo gostando da voz, do estilo e do senso de humor da Lilly Allen. Principalemnte desta música, que é muito a minha cara! Enjoy!
Smile Lilly Allen
When you first left me I was wanting more But you were fucking that girl next door, what cha do that for (what cha do that for) When you first left me I didn't know what to say I never been on my own that way, just sat by myself all day
I was so lost back then But with a little help from my friends I found a light in the tunnel at the end Now you're calling me up on the phone So you can have a little whine and a moan And it's only because you're feeling alone
At first when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile, yeah it makes my smile At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile I go ahead and smile
Whenever you see me you say that you want me back And I tell you it don't mean jack, no it don't mean jack I couldn't stop laughing, no I just could help myself See you messed up my mental health I was quite unwell
I was so lost back then But with a little help from my friends I found a light in the tunnel at the end Now you're calling me up on the phone So you can have a little whine and a moan And it's only because you're feeling alone
At first when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile, yeah it makes my smile At worst I feel bad for a while, but then I just smile I go ahead and smile
Ando escutando isso... parece fazer eu me sentir melhor...
Sing Travis
Baby, you've been going so crazy Lately nothing seems to be going right Solo, why do you have to get so low You're so... You've been waiting in the sun too long
(Chorus) But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Colder, crying over your shoulder Hold her, tell her everything's gonna be fine Surely, you've been going too early Hurry 'cos no-one's gonna be stopped Na na na na
(Chorus) But if you sing, sing, sing, sing sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
Uhhh...Ahh ahh..uhhh
Baby, there's something going on today But I say nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing(fades out)
(Chorus) But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Ohh baby sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing
Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo que justo en la raya afloja al llegar, y que al regresar parece decir: No olvidéis, hermano, vos sabés, no hay que jugar. Por una cabeza, metejón de un día de aquella coqueta y risueña mujer, que al jurar sonriendo el amor que está mintiendo, quema en una hoguera todo mi querer.
Por una cabeza, todas las locuras. Su boca que besa, borra la tristeza, calma la amargura. Por una cabeza, si ella me olvida qué importa perderme mil veces la vida, para qué vivir.
Cuántos desengaños, por una cabeza. Yo jugué mil veces, no vuelvo a insistir. Pero si un mirar me hiere al pasar, sus labios de fuego otra vez quiero besar. Basta de carreras, se acabó la timba. ¡Un final reñido ya no vuelvo a ver! Pero si algún pingo llega a ser fija el domingo, yo me juego entero. ¡Qué le voy a hacer..!
Pelo menos uma vez por semana aparece a “nova diva da música” e o “nome definitivo do jazz”. A diva da vê é a britânica Corinne Bailey Rae. Como estou em uma fase de gostar de músicas animadinhas e cantadas por mulheres, meu post de hoje é a "comum porém gostosa" Put your records on. Enjoy!
Put Your Records On
Three little birds, sat on my window And they told me I don't need to worry. Summer came like cinnamon ,so sweet, Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, We’ve got it wrong, but it's alright. The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same. Oh, don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song. You go ahead, let your hair down. Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams. Just go ahead, let your hair down. You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely. Sipping tea in the bar by the road side. (just relax, just relax) Don't you let those other boys fool you. Gotta love that afro hairdo.
Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright. The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change. Don't you think it's strange?
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song. You go ahead, let your hair down. Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams. Just go ahead, let your hair down. You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.
Just more than I could take, pity for pity's sake. Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger. When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer? Do what you want to.
Deve ter sido por causa dos posts sobre punk rock, mas desde xxx esta música não sai da minha cabeça:
Quero uma festa que não tenha STONES Gosto muito deles, mas quero os RAMONES Quero uma festa que não tenha BEATLES Se é pra recordar prefiro SEX PISTOLS
Quero uma festa punk (X 4)
Quero uma festa em que eu possa dançar Clash, Undertones e GBH Exploited no banheiro, Discharge na cozinha Conflict na escada e Vibrators no sofá
Quero uma festa punk (X 4)
Quero uma festa com os KENNEDYS Eles é que sabem o que é Hard-core Depois pra esfriar, pra afastar os junkies Poguear um monte ouvindo Circle Jerks
20-20-20-4 hours to go i wanna be sedated nothing to do, nowhere to go, oh i wanna be sedated
just get me to the airport, put me on a plane hurry,hurry,hurry before i go insane i can't control my fingers, i can't control my brain oh no, oh no, oh no
20-20-20-4 hours to go i wanna be sedated nothing to do, nowhere to go, oh i wanna be sedated
just put me in a wheelchair, get me to the show hurry hurry hurry before i go loco i can't control my fingers, i can't control my toes oh no oh no oh no
ba-ba-baba, baba-ba-baba i wanna be sedated ba-ba-baba, baba-ba-baba i wanna be sedated ba-ba-baba, baba-ba-baba i wanna be sedated ba-ba-baba, baba-ba-baba i wanna be sedated
