(pt.1)...BLUE CHEER.6-4-79*PARCHMENT FARM*.GIRL GEO

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Yes - Owner Of A Lonely Heart (official video)

Move yourself
You always live your life
Never thinking of the future
Prove yourself
You are the move you make
Take your chances win or loser

See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you - and that's the only way

Shake - shake yourself
You're every move you make
So the story goes

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart

Say - you don't want to chance it
You've been hurt so before

Watch it now
The eagle in the sky
How he dancin' one and only
You - lose yourself
No not for pity's sake
There's no real reason to be lonely
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
You've got to want to succeed

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart

Owner of a lonely heart

After my own decision
They confused me so Owner of a lonely heart
My love said never question your will at all
In the end you've got to go
Look before you leap Owner of a lonely heart
And don't you hesitate at all - no no

Owner of a lonely heart
Owner of a lonely heart
Much better than - a
Owner of a broken heart
Owner of a lonely heart
(repeat)

Owner of a lonely heart

Sooner or later each conclusion
Will decide the lonely heart Owner of a lonely heart
It will excite it will delight
It will give a better start Owner of a lonely heart

Don't deceive your free will at all
Don't deceive your free will at all Owner of a lonely heart
Don't deceive your free will at all
Just receive it

Jeff Beck toca em São Paulo

Putz! Eu perdi isso....

Uriah Heep Look at Yourself

I see you runnin' - don't know what you're runnin' from.
Nobody's comin' - what'd you do that was so wrong?
Look back and turn back - look at yourself.
Don't be afraid just look at yourself.
If you need assistance - or if all you need is love,
there's no point in hiding - tell me what your frieghtened of.
You've got a friend just look at yourself.
Don't be afraid just look at yourself.
Look back and turn back - look at yourself.
Don't be afraid just look at yourself.

Uriah Heep - Easy Livin' Live

This is a thing I've never known before, it's called easy living.
This is a place I've never seen before, and I've been forgiven.
Easy living, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.
Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you.
Day after day on that windy road I had walked behind you.
Easy living, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.
Waiting, watching, wishing my hard life away.
Dreaming, fainting, ready for love every day
and some easy living.
Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you.
Day after day on that windy road I had walked, walked behind you.
Easy living, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.
Easy living, and I've been forgiven,
since you've taken your place in my heart.

Sir Hedgehog

Grand Funk Railroad - Inside Looking Out 1969

I'm sitting here lonely like a broken man
I serve my time doin' the best I can
Walls and bars they surround me
But I don't want no sympathy
No baby, no baby, all I need is some tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burning oven
And when my time is up
You'll be my reefer
Life gets worse on God's green earth
Be my reefer, got to keep smokin' that thing
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
I said now baby... baby,
Yes I'm beggin'... I'm beggin'
Makes me feel good... feel good,
Yes I feel good... ahhhhh...
Yes I feel alright... feel alright
yes I feel alright ... feel alright
Yes I feel alright... ahhhhh
Ohhhhh
Ice cold water runnin' through my veins
They try and drag me back to work again
Pain and blisters on my mind and hands
I work all day making up a... a burlap bag
The oats they're feeding me are driving me wild
I feel all happy like a new born child
Now when my time is up you wait and see
These walls and bars won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, baby, won't keep that stuff from me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I need you right now mama
I need you right now baby
Right by my side honey
Oh and I love
Make me feel alright
Yes I, yes I, yes I, I, I...
You better come on up and get down with me
I'll make you feel real good
Just you wait and see
Make me feel alright
Yes now I feel alright
Yes I, yes I, yes I, I...

BLOODROCK - Lucky in the Morning

Birds on the Wires live at TEDxSP (official version)

Muito bom, parece música japonesa. Lembrei-me de um gibi que li quando era pequeno em que o (azarado) Pato Donald tinha descoberto uma música assim e fizera muito sucesso, mas por azar perdera os direitos autorais que foram requeridos pela associação de ornitólogos, companhia de luz da cidade etc.

Playing For Change: Song Around the World "Stand By Me"

http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2539741

MozART GROUP www.mozartgroup.org

The Zimmers "My Generation" Released: 28/05/07

People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby

Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
And don't try to dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm not trying to cause a big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby

Why don't you all f-fade away (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
And don't try to d-dig what we all s-s-say (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm not trying to cause a b-big s-s-sensation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I'm just talkin' 'bout my g-g-generation (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby

People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we g-g-get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Yeah, I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

This is my generation
This is my generation, baby

Black sabbath- 1-Intro Audience

The song remains the same

Quando eu era adolescente, eu meus amigos nos engalfinhávamos em longas discussões noite adentro regada por cachaça com Fanta, que era nossa droga. E, em algumas ocasiões mais inspiradas, com cachaça com guaco do Bar João na Oswaldo Aranha em Porto Alegre. O tema: quem “tinha” a melhor banda...

Deep Purple era a opinião majoritária, banda formada por virtuoses em seus instrumentos, a única, aliás, que chegou a ser mencionada no Livro do Ano da Barsa, como um grupo de qualidade. Imagine: em toda a década de 60 e 70, um dos mais profícuos períodos para a música popular, apenas esta foi contemplada com um parágrafo. Outros, Black Sabbath e, menos ainda porque “muito pop”, “tinha se vendido”, o Led Zeppelin. A minha, não agradava aos puristas do hard ou do progressivo, duas tendências dominantes, justamente porque ficava no meio, era o Rush.

Bem, de tudo isso, o tempo passou e os gostos mudaram. Vi muitos amigos migrarem para o progressivo, como Pink Floyd e, posteriormente, para o jazz, sinônimo de música para intelectuais. Um dos poucos amigos que tive, era o único que admirava música clássica ou erudita, como alguns preferem chamá-la e Sabbath. Mas, eu continuava no Rush. Em casa ouvíamos todas elas, mas em grupo as posições acirravam-se e parecia que ninguém fazia concessão ao se especializar em criticar o gosto alheio. Meu irmão caçula tinha um “estranho gosto”, pois preferia os teclados às guitarras introduzindo o som de Rick Wakeman e Yes em nosso repertório. Durante anos fui o verdadeiro roadie de sua banda carregando instrumentos para seus ensaios. Estudou música na Orquestra Sinfônica de Porto Alegre, o que o ajudou sobremaneira na elaboração de suas melodias. Sua banda inicial, a Slow tinha um misto de melodias hard, pujantes, com base elaborada e harmonias rebuscadas. Claro, em épocas de RPMs e Paralamas do Sucesso ficou a margem das rádios.

Vivíamos um período de orfandade no início dos anos 80 em que o que gostávamos era muito arcaico e a New Wave, um punk com embalagem de bom-bom estourava dos dois lados do Atlântico. Qual não foi minha surpresa ao ver o Rush incorporando o seu estilo, com clara influência do The Police em seus arranjos. A muitos soava como uma verdadeira traição, ainda mais para um grupo de amigos em que o teclado devia ser usado com muita, muita moderação. Concomitante a isto, a New Wave of British Heavy Metal estourava e grupos chegavam a nós, como Iron Maiden, Saxon e Motörhead ao que torcíamos os narizes para, pouco a pouco, relaxarem.

Neste contexto, os gostos foram se diversificando e eu que já tinha um pé no folk me aproximei cada vez mais do Jethro Tull. Este serviu como verdadeira ponte a outros estilos, reforçando o gosto por música renascentista e barroca que eu já ouvia em um velho LP que comprara usado dos briks de Porto Alegre, o Musikantiga. De lá também veio uma preciosidade do interior, em Santa Maria, um LP que hoje deveria alcançar um alto valor em leilões, o Quintal de Clorofila.

O que fica disto, uma introdução ao tema genericamente chamado de “rock”, rótulo que indica mais uma perda de sentido original que um caminho, é que não se trata de um estilo coeso, íntegro. Trata-se apenas de uma história de variações que não se prende ao seu significado original e, que os velhos estereótipos de jovens atuando como torcidas organizadas são figuras de identificação do marketing que o envolve, nada mais. A maioria dos que discutem rock, reparem, o faz pelo que envolve a música, mas não ela mesma. O que faz mesmo com que permaneça, dure, é um “movimento conservador”, por mais paradoxal que soe esta expressão. E isto é que não é devidamente explicado. O que perdura é o velho e bom dissenso e não uma ingênua e monocórdica ode ao passado, como compram os críticos incautos.

Ninguém, obviamente, é obrigado a gostar disso ou daquilo. Seria bizarro dar lições de “bom gosto” sobre um agregado de estilos tão díspares que pouco tem em comum. O que deveria se ter, isto sim, é um apuro de se diferenciar o que se fala do que realmente é. A música, quando entoada em um templo sônico qualquer, seja uma casa de show, teatro, ou estádio se torna um lócus de liberação, de despersonalização que não resume, em absoluto, o sentido individual que uma melodia possa provocar.

Se isto parece ridículo como deve parecer rabos de cavalo em quarentões é porque justamente se observa música pelo que ela não é, imagem enquanto que, na verdade, a música permanece a mesma, uma variação de sons que foge do som de fundo e chama atenção por algum significado. Qual é este depende de quem o ouve, o único detentor de critério para decodificá-la.

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Banco - Moby Dick

(musica: / testo: )
Grande Moby Dick, dove saranno tutti gli amanti che hai
dolce Moby Dick, nessuno ti ha baciata mai.


Grande Moby Dick, regina madre segui le stelle che sai
non fidarti della croce del sud, la caccia non finisce mai.

E danzerai sopra una stella marina

e danzerai colpendo al cuore la luna
Chi impazzì dietro a te non tornò mai più.

La sorte corre nella tua scia colpo di coda e vola via.

E danzerai sopra una stella marina

e danzerai colpendo al cuore la luna
Moby Dick, bada a te se t'innamorerai.


E vola via colpendo al cuore la luna

Chi impazzì dietro a te, non tornò mai più.

Non fidarti della croce del sud, la caccia non finisce mai.


Dormi Moby Dick, spegni le ali e dormi sicura se vuoi
tanto i cavalieri del Santo Graal, non ti raggiungeranno mai.

E vola via sopra un vascello fantasma

e vola via verso una terra promessa
Moby Dick bada a te se t'innamorerai.


E danzerai sopra una stella marina

e danzerai colpendo al cuore la luna
chi impazzì dietro a te non tornò mai più.

Seduced--Leon Redbone

I wanna be seduced,
Let a woman talk to me suggestively;
Wanna know that she'd like me to be with her tomorrow morning
Drinkin' hot jasmine tea.
I want her to make me laugh (ha ha ha),
Make a point about touching me when she talks (uhhmm ho ho hmm),
Leaving all the jealous guys in the place to
mumble in their wine and gawk.
I know it only happens when I'm napping,
Nodding in a reverie,
That I find myself a woman that understands about seducing me.

I know it only happens when I'm napping,
Nodding in a reverie,
That I find myself a woman who understands about seducing,
I'll dream about the moon until she'll introduce herself,
I'm imagining a woman who understands seducing me.

I want to be seduced, I want a woman to take me out to dinner for two
I want to see her eyes gettin' moody,
Flirtin' with the thought of what flirtin' can lead to
I want to act real cool, have her think about gettin' little me in bed
Have a chat about Magna Charta, or Puerto Vallarta, or somethin' Gandhi said

I might demur politely, falter slightly, if she starts to fondle my knee,
But I'm relatively certain I'd compromise if I know me

I want to be seduced, I want a wom-an to talk to me suggestively
I want to hear her say she'll be with me tomorrow morning,
Drinking hot jasmine tea

I want her to make me laugh, make a point of touching me when she talks
Leaving all the jealous guys in the joint to mumble in their beer and gawk

I wanna be seduced,
I wanna a woman to take me out to dinner for two;
I'd like to see her eyes get moony
Flirting with the thought of what a little flirting outta to do.
I'd like to be real cool
Let her figure out what I really mean, instead
of havin' a chat about African genesis, psychokinesis
or something Stanislavsky said.

I might demure politely,
Or falter slightly
If she tries to fondle my knee,
But I'm relatively certain that I'd come across if I know me.

I know it only happens, when I'm napping, nodding in my reverie
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing me
I know it only happens, when I'm napping, nodding in my reverie
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing
Starting from the moment that we'd been introduced
That I ever find a woman who wouldn't mind seducing me

Lou Reed - Satellite of Love

Satellite's gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind

I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on tv

Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of

Satellite's gone
Way up to mars
Soon it will be filled
With parking cars

I watch it for a little while
I love to watch things on tv

Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of

I've been told that you've been bold

With harry, mark and john
Monday, tuesday, wednesday to thursday
With harry, mark and john

Satellite's gone
Up to the skies
Thing like that drive me
Out of my mind

I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on tv

Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of

Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love
Satellite of love

VELVET UNDERGROUND - Pale blue eyes

Sometimes I feel so happy,
Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Baby, you just make me mad.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Thought of you as my mountain top,
Thought of you as my peak.
Thought of you as everything,
I've had but couldn't keep.
I've had but couldn't keep.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see,
I'd put you in the mirror,
I put in front of me.
I put in front of me.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Skip a life completely.
Stuff it in a cup.
She said, Money is like us in time,
It lies, but can't stand up.
Down for you is up."
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

It was good what we did yesterday.
And I'd do it once again.
The fact that you are married,
Only proves, you're my best friend.
But it's truly, truly a sin.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Peter Gabriel - I have the touch

"I Have The Touch"

The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people - I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion - do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch

I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands

Any social occasion, it's hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands

Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems
to please

I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact

Peter gabriel The rhythm of the heat

"The Rhythm Of The Heat"

Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear

The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
it feeds on the blood
it feeds on the heat

The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat

Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun

Self-conscious, uncertain
I'm showered with the dust
The spirit enter into me
And I submit to trust

Smash the radio
No outside voices here
Smash the watch
Cannot tear the day to shreds
Smash the camera
Cannot steal away the spirits
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

San Jacinto by Peter Gabriel

"San Jacinto"

Thick cloud - steam rising - hissing stone on sweat lodge fire
Around me - buffalo robe - sage in bundle - rub on skin
Outside - cold air - stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint - eagle feathers - coyote calling - it has begun
Something moving in - I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying - slow - letting go of life

Medicine man lead me up through town - Indian ground - so far down
Cut up land - each house - a pool - kids wearing water wings - drink in cool
Follow dry river bed - watch Scout and Guides make pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco - Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse - white men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack - look at mountain top - keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow - white wind blow

I hold the line - the line of strength that pulls me through the fear
San Jacinto - I hold the line
San Jacinto - the poison bite and darkness take my sight - I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek - think I'm losing it - getting weaker
I hold the line - I hold the line
San Jacinto - yellow eagle flies down from the sun - from the sun

We will walk - on the land
We will breathe - of the air
We will drink - from the stream
We will live - hold the line

A Walk On The Wild Side

Lou Reed
Transformer (1972)
Walk On The Wild Side

Holly Came From Miami, Fla
Hitchhiked Her Way Across The USA.
Plucked Her Eyebrows On The Way
Shaved Her Leg And Then He Was She - She Said:

Hey Babe, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,
Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

Candy Came From Out On The Island,
In The Backroom She Was Everybodys Darling,
But She Never Lost Her Head
Even When She Was Given Head - She Said

Hey Babe, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,
Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.
And The Coloured Girls Go, Doo Dodoo

Little Joe Never Once Gave It Away,
Ev'rybody Had To Pay And Pay.
A Hustle Here And A Hustle There
New York City Is No Place Where They Said:

Hey Babe, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,
Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

Sugar Plum Fairy Came And Hit The Streets
Looking For Soul Food And A Place To Eat
Went To The Apollo, You Should Have Seen Him Go Go Go - They Said:

Hey Sugar, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,
Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.

Jackie Is Just Speeding Away,
Thought She Was James Dean For A Day
Then I Guess She Had To Crash, Valium Would Have Helped That Bash - She Said:

Hey Sugar, Take A Walk On The Wild Side,
Said Hey Honey, Take A Walk On The Wild Side.
And The Coloured Girls Go, Doo Dodoo

Rush - Working Man (Vault Edition)

I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine
I got no time for livin'
Yes, I'm workin' all the time

[Chorus:]
It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the working man

They call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

I get home at five o'clock
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer
Always seem to be wonderin'
Why there's nothin' goin' down here

[Chorus]

Well, they call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

Ian Gillan & Roger Glover Via Miami Live on TV Friday Night 1988

Gillan and Glover - Clouds And Rain

the time is always now the call is always loud
whithout a movement a word, without a sound
love comes crashing in again
brings along the clougs and rain

you've got to take a chance you haven't got a choice
somewhere in the rain you hear a distant voice

first you are a lover then you become a friend
and then you start to wonder will it ever end
i'd like to ask you just the same
without feeling any shame
did you touch the clouds and rain

i'd like to ask you just the same
without feeling any shame
did you touch the clouds and rain

Mick Taylor -genius!- Blind Willie McTell - 17-11-06 Ochten

Ian Gillan - If I Sing Softly

The touch of your skin
Alive and glistening
What are you doing to me
You've got a hold on me

The smile in your eye
Your breath and your sigh
What are you doing to me
When will you come to me

I want to be beside you
I want to be inside you
How can I wait much longer
My love is growing stronger
Will you love me
Baby will you stay with me, love me
Will you hold me and love me
I need you, we must be together
Will you stay here forever
If I sing softly to you

Your body so near
The joy and the fear
Soon we shall be as one
I want to be beside you
I want to be inside you
How can I wait much longer
My love is growing stronger
Will you love me
Baby will you stay with me, love me
Will you hold me and love me
I need you, we must be together
Will you stay here forever
If I sing softly to you

Gillan & Glover - She Took My Breath Away

alone in a crowd
talking at him but looking at her much too loud
i could not think what to say
one word in my ear from her lips
could lead me astray
she took my breath away ...

hello what's going on
unanswered questions confusing my words
which later i stumble upon
in a room painted green

her secret was out
well i know it's gonna pass
she may be no more than a sigh in the night
the rhythm of danger can't dance alone
whatever the reason it never was mine
i saw i felt my life
was going too fast, ah, at last
she took my breath away ...
she took my soul
she took my breath away ...

ian gillan- no more cane on the brazos

There ain't no more cane on the Brazos
They ground it all up in molasses
Captain don't you do me like you done your poor shine
Well they drove that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind

You want to come on the river in 1904
You could find many dead men most every road
If you going on the river in 1910
They was driving the woman like they drive the men

Why don't you rise up you dead men
Help me drive my road

Why don't you rise up you dead men
Help me drive my road

Well there's some in the building
And there's some in the yard
There's some in the graveyard
And there's some going home

Why don't you wake up you people
And lift up your heads
You may get your pardon
But you may end up dead

Rush - Something For Nothing - Live, 1978

Waiting for the winds of change
To sweep the clouds away
Waiting for the rainbow's end
To cast its gold your way
Countless ways
You pass the days

Waiting for someone to call
And turn your world around
Looking for an answer
To the question you have found
Looking for
An open door

You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be

What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer
Let it guide you along
Let your heart be the anchor
And the beat of your own song

You don't get something for nothing
You can't have freedom for free
You won't get wise
With the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dreams might be