Gravenhurst - She Dances

then she dances
skirt swaying in the half-light
she dances
white blossom in the black sky
'I need new clothes', she thinks,
'new skin; a mind I can bear to live in'


.... o groove sinistro do shoegazing.

If ...

.... e porque se fala em Divine Comedy deixo aqui uma das canções mais fascinantes que eles gravaram ....

If you were the road
I'd go all the way
If you were the night
I'd sleep in the day
If you were the day
I'd cry in the night
'Cause you are the way
The truth and the light
If you were a tree
I could put my arms around you
And you could not complain
If you were a tree
I could carve my name into your side
And you would not cry,
'Cos trees don't cry

If you were a man
I would still love you
If you were a drink
I'd drink my fill of you
If you were attacked
I would kill for you
If your name was Jack
I'd change mine to Jill for you
If you were a horse
I'd clean the crap out of your stable
And never once complain
If you were a horse
I could ride you through the fields at dawn
Through the day until the day was gone
I could sing about you in my songs
As we rode away into the setting sun

If you were my little girl
I would find it hard to let you go
If you were my sister
I would find it doubly so
If you were a dog
I'd feed you scraps from off the table
Though my wife complains
If you were my dog
I am sure you'd like it better
Then you'd be my loyal four legged friend
You'd never have to think again
And we could be together till the end

... este post é para todos aqueles que adoram "A Short Album about Love", todos aqueles que sabem distinguir o Neil Hannon dum Neil Diamond ...porque, efectivamente e apesar da letra poder indicar por momentos o contrário, eles são mesmo diferentes.

a strange form of life

 

a strange form of life
kicking through windows
rolling on yards

heading in loved ones' triggering eyes
a strange one

and a hard way to come into a cabin
into the weather
into a path
walking together
a hard one

and the softest lips ever
25 years of waiting to kiss them
smiling and waiting
to bend down and kiss twice
the softest lips

in a dark little room
across the nation
you found myself racing
forgetting the strange and the hard
and the soft kiss
in the dark room

and a strange form of life
kicking through windows
rolling on yards

heading in loved ones' triggering eyes
a strange one

a strange form of life, Bonnie Prince Billy

Lamp Of The Body

Rickie Lee Jones está de regresso. O novo álbum "The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard" tem pelo menos uma canção genial, digna de um qualquer best-off que possa ser feito, por enquanto fico-me por esta "Lamp Of The Body", grande, grande canção.

Once your journeyed into the wilderness
To listen to John the Prophet
You called "The baptiser"

He spoke to you of truth
He was a burning, shining light
And you were willing for a while
To follow him

Now one has come...

The lamp of the body is the eye
The lamp of the body is the eye
See the darkness shine
How great is the dark
See the dark
And are there not twelve hours of daylight
But if you walk by night
You will fall

Artist: Rickie Lee Jones
Album: The Sermon On Exposition Boulevard
Year: 2007
Title: Lamp Of The Body

If every angel's terrible

Every Angel Is Terrible, Artwork by Michael Markowitz

If every angel's terrible

Then why do you welcome them
If every angel's terrible
Then why do you welcome them
If every angel's terrible
Then why do you welcome them
You provide the bird bath
I provide the skin
And bathing in the moonlight
I'm to tremble like a kitten
If blue eyed babes
Raised as hitler's little brides and sons
They got angelic tendencies
Like some boys tend to act like queens
Oh if every angel's terrible
Then why do you watch her sleep
You love to hear her sing
And wear purple eyes like rings
Well the flowers have no scent
And the child's been miscarried
Oh every angel's terrible 
Said freud and Rilke all the same
Rimbaud never paid them no mind
But jimmi morrison had his elevators
His elevators
He had his elevator angels
If every angel's terrible
Why do you hide inside her
Like a child in a skirt
The supermarket's loud and bright
And boy don't she feel warm tonight
Boy don't she feel warm tonight
Boy don't she feel warm tonight
If every angel's terrible...

— CocoRosie

Every angel is terrible.
And still, alas
knowing all that
I serenade you
you almost deadly
birds of the soul.
Where are the days of Tobias
when one of these
brightest of creatures
stood
at the simple front door
disguised a little
for the trip
and not so frightening
(a young man
like the one
who looked curiously
out at him).
If the dangerous archangel
took one step now
down toward us
from behind the stars
our heartbeats
rising like thunder
would kill us.
Who are you?
Creation's spoiled darlings
among the first to be perfect...
pockets of essence
ecstasy shields
tumultuous storms
of delightful feelings
then suddenly
separate
mirrors
gathering the beauty
that streamed away from them
back to their own faces again.

— Rainer Maria Rilke

podcast: bitsound #009

01 - Mercury Rev - Tonite It Show
02 - Destroyer - The Music Lovers
03 - Smog - I Was a Stranger
04 - Spain - Nobody has to Know
05 - Air - All I Need
06 - Beach House - Lovelier Girl
07 - Tom Waits - Time
08 - Koop - Tonight

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Why oh why
Must time fly
Tonight.
And hush, don't you cry
When I say: I do
Time oh time
Give me time
Tonight. Tonight.

Why oh why
Must time fly
Tonight.
And why don't you you smile
When I say: Love you
Time oh time
Give us time
Tonight.
Tonight...

Artist: Koop
Album: Waltz For Koop
Year: 2001
Title: Tonight

The Music Lovers

Só para lembrar "Your Blues" a obra-prima assinada pelo senhor Dan Bejar ... Depois da passagem pela ZDB, depois do concerto onde as canções foram apresentadas num formato muito mais cru e muito mais rock, fiquei sempre na dúvida se preferia as versões de estúdio ... hoje em dia isso não importa, seja qual for a versão, seja qual for a interpretação canções como "An Actor's Revenge", "Notorious Lightning", "It's Gonna Take an Airplane" e "The Music Lovers" continuam a ser "rasgos de génio".

Feeling fine, but it must be the wine
Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me.
We stole a gondola to sea
And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans who called us 'unprofessional.' Deep down they knew,
Oh that we were the Music Lovers!
People say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Oh, but we were the Music Lovers!
People say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough."

The time of your lives has been had
And your wives have been bad!
And look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time.
They're saying - "Those grapes go rotten on the vine."
Oh, but once we were the Music Lovers!
People say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Oh, but we were the Music Lovers!
People say - "They just didn't want it enough."
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough."

Sister, the world cannot hold us...
Brother, you can go your own way...

Tom jobim - Fotografia

Eu, você, nós dois
Aqui neste terraço à beira-mar
O sol já vai caindo e o seu olhar
Parece acompanhar a cor do mar
Você tem que ir embora
A tarde cai
Em cores se desfaz,
Escureceu
O sol caiu no mar
E aquela luz
Lá em baixo se acendeu...
Você e eu

Eu, você, nós dois
Sozinhos neste bar à meia-luz
E uma grande lua saiu do mar
Parece que este bar já vai fechar
E há sempre uma canção
Para contar
Aquela velha história
De um desejo
Que todas as canções
Têm pra contar
E veio aquele beijo
Aquele beijo
Aquele beijo

"You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply "

Video: Lambchop - Is a Woman

É hoje ... talvez toquem esta pequena maravilha ...
In the hour of the girl
You can make this danger witness
Or whatever, without your heart
You can wish you could relate
If it's always gonna be
Sit beside me on a star
If you wake me up tonight

So you try to make it whole
With everybody here
More than a sony
To make the words throw up
Or show me the way
As they pick me up again
They will be there on the couch
They will make you better still
(can you be sure?)

Of anything you make
Maybe you can get a whiff
It's enough to make you gag
It's enough to make you sick
Each and every day
With the concrete and the masonry
When the paint that's on is dry
You can work it from your eye

And you take it from my heart
As you stand alone forever

From the roaming and the surf
And the cloudy cloudy day
Just a boss thing that is pure
Something specially for you
It's like everybody's needing it
And everybody's sure

(and if they say)
Is a woman, write this down
Put the paper, over there
More than it is
No more than it is

Listen: Rufus Wainwright - The One You Love

The mind has so many pictures
Why can't I sleep with my eyes open
The mind has so many memories
Can you remember what it looks like when I cry

I'm Trying, trying to tell you
All that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue
But no words ever could sell you
Sell you on me after all that I have done

I'm only the one you love
Am I only the one you love?
The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round
Is now before us, the screaming's done without moving
One little move and for sure you will be stung

I'm singing "Oh, Jerusalem oh, Jerusalem
See what he's picked up in the park"
Let's f**k this awful art party
Want you to make love to me and only to me in the dark

I'm only the one you love
Am I only the one you love?

We've traded in our snap shots
We're going through the motions
Into the view, I'm leaving you
Down Conduit Avenue into the early morning
Into the early morning
The one I love
Are you only the one I love?

Listen: Lisa Germano - Red thread

Antecipando aquele que promete ser um dos melhores concertos do ano.

Red thread
So many movies
Touching the memories
Leaving you cold
Or making you cry
No one to run to
No one to hold you
No one to take you
Away from the need to go to hell
All of the ugly
Field of vision
Maybe the anger
Is just what you needed
Go to hell fuck you
Go to hell fuck you
go to hell
Mirror mirror
Help me see clear
Say yes
Say maybe
See possibilities
Go to hell fuck you
Go to hell fuck you
go to hell
I love you i love you too

you are an angel or maybe you could've been

Maybe an angel

I put my hands where your wings should be,
I put my feet where the earth should be
And I can't see very far
And when you said that you were dead I hung on

Something I feel
You are an angel, or maybe you could've been
Something out here
You are an angel or maybe you could've been.

I've got this light hangs over me
I've got this fear cuts into me
And I can't see very far
And when you said that you were dead I hung on

Something I feel
You are an angel, or maybe you could've been
Something out here
You are an angel or maybe you could've been

See how they run
And nobody said you would go
See how they fall
And I can't see very far
And when you said you were dead I hung on

Something I feel
You are an angel, or maybe you could've been
Something out here
You are an angel or maybe you could've been
See how they run
See how they run
All the same, all the same
Something out here
You are an angel.

Heather Nova