Blue Jay Way » Music

It’s first world art

Sofía — Thu, 13 May 2010 10:46:03 +0000

“Contra is this very basic idea of “against”. And rather than trying to say that we’re against something specific, it’s more about the very idea that you can divide things into two categories, and that everything is an opposition to each other, ’cause ultimately that’s not a very good way of understanding the world.”

Ezra Koenig.

This interview reminds me of Warm Heart of Africa, by The Very Best ft. Ezra Koenig.

Out of the Blue

Sofía — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 22:59:41 +0000

Somewhere along the way, my hopefulness turned to sadness, Somewhere along the way , my sadness turned to bitterness, Somewhere along the way, my bitterness turned to anger, Somewhere along the way, my anger turned to vengeance, And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it, And the ones who deserved it, they’ll never understand it. Yes, I know I’m going to Hell in a purple basket , ‘Least I’ll be in another world while you’re pissing on my casket…
How could you be, oh, So perfect for me? Why can’t you ignore, oh, The things I did before?

Somewhere along the way, exacting vengeance gave excitement, Somewhere along the way, that excitement turned to pleasure, Somewhere along the way, that pleasure turned to madness, But sooner or later that kind of madness turns into pain, And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it, Those who helped me along the way, I smacked ‘em as I thanked ‘em. Yes, I know I’m going to Hell in a leather jacket , ‘Least I’ll be in another world while you’re pissing on my casket

And all that I can do is sing a song of faded glory, And all you got to do is sit there, look great, and make ‘em horny, Together we’ll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories, About the way we feel today and tonight and in the morning…

How could you be, oh, So perfect for me? Why can’t you ignore, oh, The things I did before?

Take all your fears, pretend they’re all true, Take all your plans, pretend they fell through, But that’s what it’s like…

That’s what it’s like for most people in this world, The rich or the poor Oh, Muslims or Jews Oh, When roles are reversed Oh, Opinions are too.. No oh oh

That’s all I’m gonna say now, Before they come knocking on my door now.

I think everyone of us feels or has felt every now and then just like Julian Casablancas describes in this song.

Vampire Weekend

Sofía — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 18:20:25 +0000

Que passa? Gosto dos neoiorquinos “pijolis”…

Es homem ou mulher?: Horchata.

Describe-te: A- Punk.

Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti: Oxford Comma.

Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: I Think You’re a Contra.

Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente: Giving Up The Gun.

Onde quererias estar agora: Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa.

Como es respecto ao amor: White Sky.

Como é a tua vida: Taxi Cab.

Que pedirias se tiveras um só desejo: Holiday.
Escreve uma cita ou frase sabia: The Kids Don’t Stand A Chance.
Agora despide-te: Run.

E, de regalo… isto e isto

How many?

Sofía — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 15:19:51 +0000

Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

Bob Dylan, “Blowin’ in the Wind”

…I’m John, and I too play guitar… and sometimes I play the fool

Sofía — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:03:03 +0000

“Would those of you in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you’ll just rattle your jewelry.”

- John Lennon (09/10/1940- 08/12/1980)

Quem atope o maior número de títulos de canções de Lennon nesta tonteria que escrevim, ganha um plus de autoestima!

- Good morning, good morning, hey, Bulldog! Let’s twist and shout, like we were flying across the universe until we get to Pepperland, where we can meet that nowhere man who’s going to be in Strawberry Fields forever!

We can move then with this shot of rythm and blues and visit Lucy in the sky with diamonds, she’s crying for help! because she’s crippled inside. She hates isolation, it’s been a hard day’s night for her.

Both of them can come together with us, and have some of that rock and roll music, with a woman that’s no longer a girl. She’s got a ticket to ride, I should have known better se wasn’d going to stand by me.

Imagine we start a revolution: they would give peace a chance! Don’d let me down, or I’ll cry instead. Don’d think I’m a loser: I am the walrus! I don’t want to spoil the party, but there will be not a second chance for cleanup time.

Mean Mr Mustard, Julia, dear Prudence and Polythene Pam will be waiting for us. Rain and the Sun king will be there too. You’ve got to hide your love away, or you’ll have to run for your life, beautiful boy.

When I get home, please please me, and call this boy: he’s a working class hero, so he won’d be watching the wheels. Nobody told me this, but I am God, and I can see through a glass onion.

That’s all I’ve got to do today. Tomorrow never knows, but now I’m so tired and I’m only sleeping, so don’t be bad to me and don’t ask me why. Don’d worry, I feel fine… all you need is love… it’s only love, yes it is…

You know my name (look up the number).

The quiet Beatle

Sofía — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 21:30:31 +0000

E, hoje, uma homenagem.

1.-Escolhe uma banda, grupo ou cantante.
2.-Responde nada mais que com títulos das suas canções.

Grupo: George Harrison (25/02/1943- 29/11/2001)

Es homem ou mulher?: Dark Sweet Lady.
Describe-te: Old Brown Shoe.
Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti: Something.
Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: Isn’t it a pity.
Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente: Not Guilty.
Onde quererias estar agora: Bangladesh.
Como es respecto ao amor: Gone Troppo.
Como é a tua vida: Faster.
Que pedirias se tiveras um só desejo: Give me Love (Give me Peace on Earth).
Escreve uma cita ou frase sabia: Beware of Darkness.
Agora despide-te: All Things Must Pass.

E, de regalo: Life Itself.

KoL

Sofía — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 19:49:59 +0000

Este test, ademais de divertido, é mui útil Á hora de dar a conhecer um grupo

1.-Escolhe uma banda, grupo ou cantante.
2.-Responde nada mais que com títulos das suas canções.

Grupo: Kings of Leon.

Es homem ou mulher?: Taper Jean Girl.
Describe-te: King of the Rodeo.
Que sintem as pessoas acerca de ti: Charmer.
Como describirias a tua anterior relação sentimental: Head to Toe.
Describe a tua actual relação com o teu mozo ou pretendente: Happy Alone.
Onde quererias estar agora: Molly’s Chambers.
Como es respecto ao amor: Spiral Staircase .
Como é a tua vida: Red Morning Light.
Que pedirias se tiveras um só desejo: Genius.
Escreve uma cita ou frase sabia: Slow Night, So Long.
Agora despide-te: Where Nobody Knows.

E, de regalo:

Fans- Kings of Leon (live)

Fix You

Sofía — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 18:58:06 +0000

When you try your best, but you don’t succeed,

When you get what you want, but not what you need,

When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep

Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face

When you lose something you can’t replace

When you love someone, but it goes to waste

Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try, to fix you

And high up above or down below

When you’re too in love to let it go

But if you never try, you’ll never know

Just what you’re worth.

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try, to fix you.

Tears stream down your face,

When you lose something you cannot replace

Tears stream down your face

And I…

Tears stream down your face

I promise you I will learn from my mistakes

Tears stream down your face

And I…

Lights will guide to home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

Coldplay

Gaivota

Sofía — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 23:13:05 +0000

Se uma gaivota viesse
Trazer-me o céu de Lisboa
No desenho que fizesse

Nesse céu onde o olhar
É uma asa que não voa
Esmorece e cai no mar

Que perfeito coração
No meu peito bateria
Meu amor na tua mão
Nessa mão onde cabia
Perfeito o meu coração

Se um portuguás marinheiro
Dos sete mares andarilho
Fosse quem sabe o primeiro

A contar-me o que inventasse
Se um olhar de novo brilho
Ao meu olhar se enlaçasse

Que perfeito coração
No meu peito bateria
Meu amor na tua mão
Nessa mão onde cabia
Perfeito o meu coração

Se ao dizer adeus Á vida
As aves todas do céu
Me dessem na despedida

O teu olhar derradeiro
Esse olhar que era só teu
Amor que foste o primeiro

Que perfeito coração
Morreria no meu peito
Meu amor na tua mão
Nessa mão onde perfeito
Bateu o meu coração

Meu amor
Na tua mão
Nessa mão onde perfeito

Bateu o meu coração

Enthusiastic stupids

Sofía — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 21:25:23 +0000

“It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re gone. I’m too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.”

Kurt Cobain’s suicide note