Porque ainda não me passou o mau humor...

Sim, é tétrico. Sim, é de Chopin. Sim, está incompleto.

As imagens complementam bem a música e o meu estado de humor.

E sim, vai passar...

I'm Going Slightly Mad

Ou sou eu, ou é o mundo que está a ficar ligeiramente maluco...

Gianna Nannini - Amami ancora

Tinha prometido à minha afilhada, que lhe emprestava o álbum da Gianna Nannini para ouvir algo além do "meravigliosa creatura". Enquanto não cumpro a promessa, deixo mais uma música para ouvires...

Porque o fim de semana passou a voar...

Mal tinha começado a apreciar o fim de semana, e ele desapareceu-me enquanto o diabo esfrega o olho. Entre a escolha e compra do frigorífico, arrumar a casa, ir ao concerto de encerramento do dia da música, explicar por telefone como usar a internet e extrair .rar, e acabar as últimas mudanças, o tempo foi-se. E ainda ficou um sofá e um colchão para retirar... *suspiro* Detesto mudanças!

Para finalizar em grande, fiquem com a música que o Rui Veloso se tentou escapar de cantar, mas o António Sala não deixou!! Grande forma de terminar o concerto...

(E a Maria João é definitivamente a pior dançarina que alguma vez vi... O que vale é que até canta benzinho - mesmo quando trocam o fumo branco por fumo de Cannabis sativa... nudge nudge, wink wink, say no more!)

Jovanotti - Bella

Não me apetece escrever. Só tirar uma pausa e ouvir uma musica para me animar...

Guns N' Roses - Coma

Hey you caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this...world again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh, make me come back to this...world again
Now I feel as if I'm floating away
I can't feel all the pressure
And I like it this way
But my body's callin'
My body's callin'
Won't ya come back to this...world again
Suspended deep in a sea of black
I've got the light at the end
I've got the bones on the mast
Well I've gone sailin', I've gone sailin'
I could leave so easily
While friends are calling back to me
I said they're
They're leaving it all up to me
When all I needed was clarity
And someone to tell me
What the fuck is going on
Goddamn it!

Slippin' farther an farther away
It's a miracle how long we can stay
In a world our minds created
In a world that's full of shit

Please understand me
I'm climbin' through the wreckage
Of all my twisted dreams
But this cheap investigation just can't
stifle all my screams
And I'm waitin' at the crossroads
Waiting for you
Waiting for you
Where are you

No one's gonna bother me anymore
No one's gonna mess with my head no more
I can't understand what all the fightin's for
But it's so nice here down off the shore
I wish you could see this
'Cause there's nothing to see
It's peaceful here and it's fine with me
Not like the world where I used to live
I never really wanted to live

Ya live your life like it's a coma
So won't you tell me why we'd wanna
With all the reasons you give it's
It's kinda hard to believe
But who am I to tell you that I've seen
any reason why you should stay
Maybe we'd be better off without you anyway

You got a one way ticket
On your last chance ride
Gotta one way ticket
To your suicide
Gotta one way ticket
An there's no way out alive
An all this crass communication
That has left you in the cold
Isn't much for consolation
When you feel so weak and old
But is home is where the heart is
Then there's stories to be told
No you don't need a doctor
No one else can heal your soul

Got your mind in submission
Got your life on the line
But nobody pulled the trigger
They just stepped aside
They be down by the water
While you watch 'em waving goodbye
They be callin' in the morning
They be hangin' on the phone
They be waiting for an answer
When you know nobody's home
And when the bell's stopped ringing
It was nobody's fault but your own
There were always ample warnings
There were always subtle signs
And you would have seen it comin'
But we gave you too much time
And when you said that no one's listening
Why'd your best friend drop a dime
Sometimes we get so tired of waiting
For a way to spend our time
An "It's so easy" to be social
"It's so easy" to be cool
Yeah it's easy to be hungry
When you ain't got shit to lose
And I wish that I could help you
With what you hope to find
But I'm still out here waiting
Watching reruns of my life
When you reach the point of breaking
Know it's gonna take some time
To heal the broken memories
That another man would need
Just to survive

Muppets - Mahnamahna

As várias versões do cocas no anuncio da BMW...

Andava à procura de um sketch dos marretas no youtube, e dei com o já clássico anuncio da BMW com o cocas a conduzir. Parto-me a rir sempre que vejo a segunda versão! E acho que vou ficar uns dias a chamar "cabrões dos sapos" aos outros condutores...

A versão original.

A minha versão preferida, e a primeira que vi.

Esta não conhecia...

Olha mais um...

Deu-me para a nostalgia...

K's Choice - Not An Addict

Breathe it in and breathe it out
And pass it on, it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're high above but on the floor
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
The deeper you stick it in your vein
The deeper the thoughts, there's no more pain
I'm in heaven, I'm a god
I'm everywhere, I feel so hot
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
It's over now, I'm cold, alone
I'm just a person on my own
Nothing means a thing to me
(Nothing means a thing to me)
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
Free me, leave me
Watch me as I'm going down
Free me, see me
Look at me, I'm falling and I'm falling.
It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive I feel...
It is not a habit, it is cool I feel alive
It's not a habit, it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on the other side
I'm not an addict (maybe that's a lie)
I'm not an addict...

K's choice - Only dreaming

"Only Dreaming - K's Choice"
I'm sure you're only dreaming
You're only juggling with my mind
While I feel more and more like screaming
For the scar you left behind
I'm sure you're only dreaming
I'm sure we're just a part
Of what the lucky man believes in
I'm sure you know this song by heart
You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you talk
You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you say, 'shut up'
You're only dreaming, I hope your dream is in me
You're only dreaming you're free
You will show up while I'm dreaming
Out of nowhere cross my way
You will ask me not to scream and
You will smile and you will say, 'dear friend,
You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you talk
You're only dreaming, I think I can hear you say, 'shut up'
You're only dreaming, I hope your dream is in me
You're only dreaming you're free
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming, dreaming...
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming
You're only dreaming, dreaming...'

Vamos ao trabalho...?

Porque me apetece gritar... "vão vocês! vão vocês, vão vocês, vão vocês!!!!"

A arte de encher chouriços

Já que gastei os últimos posts a encher chouriços, resolvi elaborar o tema.

Aqui, aqui e aqui podem descobrir mais sobre a arte.

E para finalizar, aqui ficam vídeos ilustrativos...

Alphaville - Forever Young

Max De Angelis - Sono qui per questo

Uma das músicas mais sensuais dos últimos tempos...

Depois do "Fala Sónia", temos as árvores...

Depois do muito famoso "Fala Sónia", em que a dita senhora não conseguia dizer www.youtube.com.br", temos outro magnífico exemplo de falta de jeito para repetir palavras. O tipo bem se esforça, mas a frase é demasiado difícil... Afinal de contas, "As árvores somos nós" é muito poir que "o rato roeu a rolha da garrafa do rei da Rússia" ou "três tristes tigres". Pergunto-me quanto terá recebido para fazer figura de urso!

Já pensaram em utilizar papagaios para dizer as frases? A percentagem de sucesso seria maior...

(Obrigada Rute!)

Serviço público - "A Portuguesa"

Para quem já não se lembra, aqui temos "A Portuguesa", cantada pela selecção de Rugby. OS rapazes estavam a cantar com alma o hino nacional, E SABIAM A LETRA. Pena não se poder dizer o mesmo de alguns jogadores (de futebol) profissionais...

(Obrigada pelo link, Amber! E por teres reparado que não estava a funcionar correctamente o vídeo!)

Entretanto já corrigi a gralha, e aproveitei para acrescentar outro vídeo que encontrei, desta vez a comparar as interpretações d'"A Portuguesa" das selecções de futebol e de rugby. Palavras para quê? Cada um interprete como quiser.