Du hast... De uma forma completamente diferente
Para quem pensa que Rammstein é só barrulho, aqui está uma forma diferente de ouvir um dos temas deles.
just whispers that wait for you to sleep
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Luigi
sexta-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2012
12:26
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We come; we go; we can remember "The Dark"
No songs; no words; just whispers that wait for you to sleep
And when you dream, we'll come for you and breathe in your pain
We've seen such things (and) hide them from you and so keep you pure
I've seen gods bleeding
I've seen worlds burn
I've seen stars falling
And I've seen a dead sun rising
We live, for you
We keep you safe
We keep you unknown
We die, for you
Like rain we fall until you are born
We are the lost
Without you we are all that was wrong
We are the last
Without you we are the sigh in the wind
I've watched gods bleeding
I've watched worlds burn
I've watched stars falling
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
And I've watched the dead sun rising
Angels? Where are they?
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Luigi
quarta-feira, 25 de janeiro de 2012
18:00
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Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios , Música , YoutuBlog
Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios , Música , YoutuBlog
Aquela sensação de acordar em perfeito equilíbrio com tudo o que me rodeia, e tudo faz sentido na minha insignificante realidade...
The Gathering Heroes For Ghosts
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Luigi
segunda-feira, 23 de janeiro de 2012
00:19
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The Gathering, apesar de Anneke van Giersbergen ter saído da banda a mesma soube ter sensibilidade e procurar uma vocalista com o tom de voz semelhante. Quem não conhecer profundamente possivelmente nem conseguirá distinguir.
Mas o essencial é toda a base sonora ainda lá continuar. Eu ainda vou ouvindo ou não fossem uma das muitas bandas que marcou a minha adolescência.
Fading falling
Slow winds breaking soundscapes
And waves of velvet sweeping
Into me
You moved all that was in my world
And showed me all the new colours
In my universe where storms run
Falling, falling, falling, fall into me
I hear echoes of my speech
And I see shadows of my walk
I feel the past
I always look backwards
Fighting, floating
Tasting blood in my mouth
Ancient damp painting ruins
Feel the rising chill
I listened to the sound of your airs
We’re watching stone saints fall over
While the black crows will be taking to the sky
Falling, falling, falling, fall into me
I hear echoes of my speech
And I see shadows of my walk
I feel the past
I always look backwards
My heart is drifting through all shades of green
My head is thinking through meadows of the sea
Lonely as I am
Expanding the scene where I've never (ever) been
A promise at last to call back the past
To finish off with you - I'm finishing off with you
Sliding down
Slow winds breaking soundscapes
And waves of velvet sweeping
Into me
You moved all that was in my world
And showed me all the new colours
In my universe where storms run
Falling, falling, falling, fall into me
I hear echoes of my speech
And I see shadows of my walk
I feel the past
I always look backwards
Fighting, floating
Tasting blood in my mouth
Ancient damp painting ruins
Feel the rising chill
I listened to the sound of your airs
We’re watching stone saints fall over
While the black crows will be taking to the sky
Falling, falling, falling, fall into me
I hear echoes of my speech
And I see shadows of my walk
I feel the past
I always look backwards
My heart is drifting through all shades of green
My head is thinking through meadows of the sea
Lonely as I am
Expanding the scene where I've never (ever) been
A promise at last to call back the past
To finish off with you - I'm finishing off with you
Sliding down
Days of Thunder by Spleen United
Sempre perfeccionistas os Spleen United voltam novamente a ribalta... O dia já está marcado, preparem-se para quem gosta 30 de Janeiro será o dia em que o novo álbum vê a luz.
Pelo single podemos já antever que se irá manter na mesma linha do anterior, com uma vertente um pouco mais electrónica, mas que resulta na perfeição.
mono to my ears
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Luigi
sexta-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2012
14:02
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A suavidade melancólica de uma forma sublime que encanta até o mais céptico.
To Kill the Ghost You Left Behind
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Luigi
quarta-feira, 18 de janeiro de 2012
01:00
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Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios
Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios
Sem video, Sem audio... Fica a letra...
Hearts of Black Science - To Kill the Ghost You Left Behind
Faded out like a picture from the past
Unclear like a view from behind the dirty glass
Empty thoughts and silent cries
Take that feeling and bring it back to life
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
Dreams of sunshine in picture perfect days
The warmth inside is reflected in your face
But frail illusions trapped your mind
Your wings are broken and now you're falling blind
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
She won't hear a sound
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
Hearts of Black Science - To Kill the Ghost You Left Behind
Faded out like a picture from the past
Unclear like a view from behind the dirty glass
Empty thoughts and silent cries
Take that feeling and bring it back to life
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
Dreams of sunshine in picture perfect days
The warmth inside is reflected in your face
But frail illusions trapped your mind
Your wings are broken and now you're falling blind
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
She won't hear a sound
You and I, we never found the time
To kill the ghost you left behind
Parece que foi ontem...
Escrito por
Luigi
terça-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2012
23:00
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Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios
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Veto - Fell Into Place
Last year there was something I could've doneThat would have changed the chain of events to follow
Last year there was something I could've done
But I didn't do anything at all
Then it all just fell into place
It all made sense
It all just fit
So I dare not move anything
I dare not move anything an inch
Last year there was something I could've said
The kind of words you can't take back
Last year there was something I wanted to say
But I didn't say anything at all
Last night I had the same set of thoughts again
The kind of thoughts that could change anything
Last night I thought it all through to the end again
But again I just didn't do anything
Everything will stay as it is
As long as I don't stand in the way of it
But the second I mingle with it
It'll all be over with
...que tua saí da tua "beira".
The memories of us will fade away
Escrito por
Luigi
segunda-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2012
15:30
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Categorias: Desejos , Devaneios
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Várias vezes tentei definir tudo numa palavra, foram tantas sensações, sentimentos, pensamentos... Dizer que foi mágico é apenas 1% do que realmente foi. Uma noção de tempo fora do tempo real. Hoje ao rever esta música a sua letra adquire um significado extraordinário, uma carga emocional complexa para definir em palavras.
The memories of us will fade away
Falling deep like rocks in water
Like a drain our pain will rain again
Pictures blown like scissor paper cuts
As we move on into the darkness
Forever dreams will touch your hands
Heading for the brand new circus
They call your name they want you back
The wicked mind is calling for the voice
Bursting out from empty city lights
The city’s sweeping over me and you
Everybody’s sleeping in their minds
The memories of us will fade away…
The memories of us will fade away
Falling deep like rocks in water
Like a drain our pain will rain again
Pictures blown like scissor paper cuts
As we move on into the darkness
Forever dreams will touch your hands
Heading for the brand new circus
They call your name they want you back
The wicked mind is calling for the voice
Bursting out from empty city lights
The city’s sweeping over me and you
Everybody’s sleeping in their minds
The memories of us will fade away…
Para acordar
Melhor maneira de acordar? Com música é claro. Mas tem de ser algo muito agressivo para despertar por completo. The Bloody Beetroots acorda qualquer um. Ter atenção para não acordar os vizinhos.
11TH Dimension
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Luigi
quarta-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2012
10:36
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Hoje ouvi esta música e ficou...
I just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just how you plan
I looked up to you but you thought I would look the other way
And you hear, what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So whens it coming? This life's new great movement that I can join
The warning here
Your faith has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Your are looking for your own voice, but your nervous
While it leaves you trapped in another dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I got a mind full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, oh no, at least deliberately
No one really cares or wanders why anymore
Oh I got music, coming outta my hands and feet and kisses
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Were so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated, man was on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world your not inviting me
But don't think that yet, to the top, now know what to do
I just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just how you plan
I looked up to you but you thought I would look the other way
And you hear, what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take
Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So whens it coming? This life's new great movement that I can join
The warning here
Your faith has got to be greater than your fear
Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Your are looking for your own voice, but your nervous
While it leaves you trapped in another dimension
Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I got a mind full of blanks
I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, oh no, at least deliberately
No one really cares or wanders why anymore
Oh I got music, coming outta my hands and feet and kisses
That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run
Forgive them even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
Were so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated, man was on the wings of robots
If you believe in this world your not inviting me
But don't think that yet, to the top, now know what to do
Fotografia wireless? Um mito ou uma realidade?
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Luigi
terça-feira, 10 de janeiro de 2012
12:25
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Categorias: Fotografia , Tecnologia , YoutuBlog
Categorias: Fotografia , Tecnologia , YoutuBlog
Quando pensamos que as maquinas fotográficas digitais apenas poderiam evoluir numa direcção, surge um conceito que mistura SLR com Telemóvel.
Seja falso ou não o conceito em si é espectacular e não me admira que num futuro próximo surja algo no mercado. Mais alguma informação aqui
Uma grande viagem resumida em 5 minutos
Cada vez mais vemos aplicação do famoso "Time Lapse". Este video é um bom exemplo disso.
Mais informação sobre a viagem pode ser vista aqui.
Até a data ainda não produzi nada semelhante. Falta-me um equipamento que me permita controlar o tempo, ou seja em ambas as maquinas que tenho não têm a nível interno uma opção que me confira a liberdade em definir o intervalo de tempo para que as fotografia sejam tiradas.
Espero num futuro próximo ter duas questões resolvida que são um temporizador e um tripé de jeito.
Richard Branson fala sobre Portugal
É sempre bom ver alguém falar de Portugal sobre uma realidade que não se vê na nossa comunicação social.
http://www.virgin.com/richard-branson/blog/time-to-end-the-war-on-drugs
http://www.virgin.com/richard-branson/blog/time-to-end-the-war-on-drugs
But I still remember that day we met in december
Blue jeans, White shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like, james dean, for sure
You so fresh to death and amp; sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me beter than my favourite sweater, and I know
That luv is mean, and luv hurts
But I still remember that day we met in december, oh baby!
I will luv you till the end of time
I would wait a milion years
Promise you'll remember that ur mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Luv you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will luv you till the end of time
Big dreams, Gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like: "no please" stay here
We don't need no money we can make it all work
But he headed out on sunday, said he'd come home monday
I stayed up waitin, anticipatin and pacin but he was
Chasing paper
"Caught up in the game" that was the last I heard
I will luv you till the end of time
I would wait a milion years
Promise you'll remember that your mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Luv you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will luv you till the end of time
He went out every night
And baby that's alright
I told you that no matter what you did i'd be by your side
Cause im a ride or die
Whether you fail or fly
Well shit at least you tried.
But when you walked out that door, a piece of me died
I told you I wanted more-but that not what I had in mind
I just want it like before
We were dancin all night
Then they took you away-stole you out of my life
You just need to remember....
Will luv you till the end of time
I would wait a milion years
Promise you'll remember that your mine
Baby can you see through the tears
Luv you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, oh baby, say you'll remember
I will luv you till the end of time
Natal? so what?
Podia dizer umas palavras bonitas sobre o Natal ou sobre tudo o que representa ou deveria representar. Nos dias de hoje qual é mesmo o espirito? Não sei e agora não estou interessado em saber, mas vou agora mesmo ouvir o video que se segue The Knife - Christmas Reindeer...
Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer
I caught one of your horns
And even if it rains here
It's much worse in the north
Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer
I caught one of your horns
And even if it rains here
It's much worse in the north
And you move like shadows
In the dark
And you glitter and you glimmer
And you bark
Hooves light as feathers
The sleigh this year is heavier
I thought we'd reached Warszawa
But we are stuck in Vasa
And Santa he is faster
This house must be the last now
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer
You're a form made friend
Humble heavy loaded
And soon it's time again
And you move like shadows
In the dark
And you glitter and you glimmer
And you bark
Hooves light as feathers
The sleigh this year is heavier
I thought we'd reached Warszawa
But we are stuck in Vasa
And Santa he is faster
This house must be the last now
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
Hooves light as feathers
The sleigh this year is heavier
I thought we'd reached Warszawa
But we are stuck in Vasa
And Santa he is faster
This house must be the last now
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
Hooves light as feathers
The sleigh this year is heavier
I thought we'd reached Warszawa
But we are stuck in Vasa
And Santa he is faster
This house must be the last now
And we follow mister Santa
To the end
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