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P.S.: aceitam-se sugestões

"I trust I can rely on your vote"

Há imenso tempo que não encontrava esta revista...

A pedido de várias famílias, lá arranjei uma maneira de vos dar música. Ainda não ponho o meu blog a cantar, mas levo-vos até onde a música se pode ouvir.



E a minha sugestão vai para os Humble. Os Humble são uma banda portuguesa de Ska/Punk, que já há uns meses ganharam o direito a constar da minha lista de "links da orelha", ao lado de nomes como Pearl Jam e Tom Waits. Os moços estão agora a arrancar (espera-se um disco para este ano). Por isso deêm-lhes uma oportunidade, clicando aqui.

Peace and love
Flying so high
Peace and love
Too young to die
Peace and love
Now you decide
Stay for the children
You don't really want to go
Can't feel it pulling like you did
Peace and love

Peace and love
Only a ride
Strength is gone
Dying inside
Tell me now
What did you find
Found love in the people
Livin' in a sacred land
Found love in the people
Peace and love

Found love found hate
Saw my mistake
Broke walls of pain to walk again
I saw the dream
I saw the wake
We shared it all
But not the take

Peace and love
Lennon's goodbye
Over Now
Living in time
A broken bell
A nursery rhyme
Deserted by heroes
Strangers in your own land
No way to deny you
No way to deny you
Peace and love

I took the role
I took the oath
I took it all
Til I had most
I took what's left
I gave it breath
I had it all once
I gave it back

Letra de Eddie Vedder

"Mas na nossa época não há guerras, por mais extensas, nem vitórias, por mais perfeitas que consigam resolver os problemas que lhes deram origem. Pelo contrário: levantam um sem número de outros novos e mais complexos." - Ivo Andrić

"Nothing is ever touched so dearly or treated so roughly as a page. Some people flick. Some people dog-ear. Some caress and others take in the scent -- ruffling all the pages together. You can only smell that scent once. The New Book Scent. It diminishes every ruffle from then on. But what she starts to lack in scent, she picks up in character. Every spill, every tear, every fold is a part of her life.

Pages are the biggest sluts you'll ever meet. From romance to politics -- more fingers will skim them than any will skim you. So pick up a book and love her pages. They're aching for your touch. Dying for your attention."

Encontrado em Inaudible Refrain

PS: I wouldn't have said it better myself.

Ever since I was a young boy
I've played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball

He stands like a statue
Becomes part of the machine
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball

He's a pinball wizard
There's got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He's got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it?
(I don't know)
What makes him so good?

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell
Always gets a replay
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball

I thought I was
The Bally table king
But I just handed
My pinball crown to him

Even on my usual table
He can beat my best
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball