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segunda-feira, novembro 21, 2005


O grande Joey Ramone, certa vez, disse que "se você sabe o que é bom pra você, saia correndo agora e compre tudo dos Stooges". Na minha humilde opinião, ele estava coberto de razão.

The Stooges - The Stooges (1969) Posted by Picasa

segunda-feira, novembro 07, 2005


Buzzcocks made in Bahia.

Camisa de Vênus - Camisa de Vênus (1983) Posted by Picasa

quarta-feira, outubro 26, 2005


O Rocket to Russia do Brasil.

Os Replicantes - O Futuro é Vortex (1986) Posted by Picasa

segunda-feira, outubro 24, 2005


E só se falou no Strokes, na (eca) M.I.A. e no Arcade Fire nesse Tim Festival. Precisou o "titio" Tom Verlaine vir e mostrar com quantos clássicos se faz um verdadeiro show de rock. Poucas vezes a palavra "genial" coube tão bem pra uma ocasião.

Television - Tim Festival 2005 (Domingo, 23 de outubro de 2005) Posted by Picasa

sexta-feira, outubro 21, 2005


Um cara que tem a manha de colocar o nome "The Modern Lovers" na sua banda, só pode ser o meu heroí. Jonathan Richman, gênio incompreendido (como a maioria dos gênios), fã das grandes bandas do "underground" americano (ou não) do fim dos anos 60, começo dos 70 (leia-se Stooges, Velvet Underground, David Bowie), ídolo de um montão punks, entre eles o Joãozinho Podre que regravou o clássico "Roadrunner" na trilha The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle. Pelo amor de Deus, corram atrás pelo menos desse.

The Modern Lovers - The Modern Lovers (1976) Posted by Picasa

domingo, outubro 16, 2005


Perguntas que não querem calar:

1) Será o Rocket to Russia, o melhor disco já feito?
2) Será que só os "cretinos" vão pro céu?

A vida tem que continuar por mais difícil e duro que seja.

Ramones - Rocket to Russia (1977) Posted by Picasa

sexta-feira, setembro 30, 2005


We live in a political world,
Love don't have any place.
We're living in times where men commit crimes
And crime don't have a face

We live in a political world,
Icicles hanging down,
Wedding bells ring and angels sing,
clouds cover up the ground.

We live in a political world,
Wisdom is thrown into jail,
It rots in a cell, is misguided as hell
Leaving no one to pick up a trail.

We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.

We live in a political world
Where courage is a thing of the past
Houses are haunted, children are unwanted
The next day could be your last.

We live in a political world.
The one we can see and can feel
But there's no one to check, it's all a stacked deck,
We all know for sure that it's real.

We live in a political world
In the cities of lonesome fear,
Little by little you turn in the middle
But you're never why you're here.

We live in a political world
Under the microscope,
You can travel anywhere and hang yourself there
You always got more than enough rope.

We live in a political world
Turning and a'thrashing about,
As soon as you're awake, you're trained to take
What looks like the easy way out.

We live in a political world
Where peace is not welcome at all,
It's turned away from the door to wander some more
Or put up against the wall.

We live in apolitical world
Everything is hers or his,
Climb into the frame and shout God's name
But you're never sure what it is.

Bob Dylan - Political World (1989) Posted by Picasa