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sábado, novembro 15, 2008

how to gracefully disappear in a room

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i think this place is full of spies i think they're onto me didn't anybody, didn't anybody tell you didn't anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room i know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, i know and so and now i'm sorry i missed you i had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain




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sábado, novembro 08, 2008

und3rmusic #19 daughters of the soho riots

esta entranha-se. pertence a alligator, the national, 2005






i have your good clothes in the car
so cut your hair so no one knows
i have your dreams and your teeth marks
and all my fingernails are painted

i'm here to take you now

you were right about the end
it didn't make a difference
everything i can remember i remember wrong

how can anybody know how they got to be this way
you must have known i'd do this some day

break my arms around the one i love
and be forgiven by the time my lover comes
break my arms around my love

break my arms around the one i love
and be forgiven by the time my lover comes
break my arms around my love

i don't have any questions
i don't think it's gonna rain
you were right about the end
it didn't make a difference

i'm here to take you now

out among the missing sons and daughters of the soho riots
out among the missing sons and daughters of the soho riots

i'm here to take you now

how can anybody know
how they got to be this way
you must have known i'd do this some day

break my arms around the one i love
and be forgiven by the time my lover comes
break my arms around my love

break my arms around the one i love
and be forgiven by the time my lover comes
break my arms around my love

break my arms around the one i love



quinta-feira, março 06, 2008

und3rmusic # 10 slipping husband

tenho andado os últimos dias reviciado em sad songs for dirty lovers, o segundo trabalho da melhor banda americana em actividade, the national, editado no já longínquo ano de 2003. sad songs for dirty lovers foi para mim a primeira abordagem à banda e tem aquele sabor especial da descoberta. voltar a ele depois do fenómeno the boxer, foi relembrar um som menos depurado mas mais emotivo. slipping husband sempre foi e continua a ser o meu tema de eleição.





sit down dear we gotta talk / your acting like a kid / we don't wanna hear about / the things you never did

you coulda been a legend / but you became a father / that's what you are today / that's what you are today

spending all your time / somewhere inside your head / haunted by the important / life you coulda lead

but your kisses aren't enough / to keep your kids in line / so you better straighten out yourself / and give your baby time / cause if you don't give her what she needs / she'll get it where she can / she's lonely man

don't leave yourself alone for too many days / sooner than you know you're gonna start slipping

you'll end up talking to the ghost / of your wife as if you knew her / your eyes will put her everywhere

and spending all your time / somewhere inside your head / haunted by the important / life you coulda lead

you'll fuck yourself to clear your head / you'll close your door and go to bed / you'll try to sleep without a dream / that's where she finds you, that's where she finds you

don't leave yourself alone for too many days / sooner than you know you're gonna start slipping

dear we better get a drink in you before you start to bore us / dear we better get a drink in you before you start to bore us / dear we better get a drink in you before you start to bore us

quinta-feira, janeiro 10, 2008

undermusik #5 guest room

guest room é a nona música no alinhamento de boxer, um dos álbuns mais bem referenciados de 2007. para mim é uma das pérolas do disco. ao quarto álbum os national apresentam um conjunto de canções muitíssimo bem escritas, com arranjos sóbrios e depurados. não é o disco mais emotivo da banda, esse continua a ser sad songs for dirty lovers, o segundo, mas revela uma maturidade criativa de respeito. numa obra onde nenhuma música se destaca fortemente das outras, guest room é a minha escolha pessoal.




they’re gonna send us to prison for jerks
for having vague ideas of the way to turn each other on again
they’re gonna send us to prison for jerks

they’ll find us here here here in the guest room
where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my

we miss being ruffians, going wild and bright
in the corners of front yards
getting in and out of cars
we miss being deviants

they’ll find us here here here in the guest room
where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my

we can’t stay here
we’re starting to stay the same
we can’t stay here
we can’t stay this way

just tie your woman to your wrist
give her room to tie the other

they’ll find us here here here in the guest room
where we throw money at each other and cry, oh my