Kings of Convenience na Aula Magna na noite passada foi, definitivamente e sem sombra de dúvida, o melhor concerto da minha vida.
Intimista, com músicas introspectivas intercaladas com o diálogo dos dois intervenientes e a plateia de forma bem-humorada e descontraída.
E, para melhorar ainda mais a noite, sentiu-se na sala uma união em torno do mesmo sentimento. Incentivados por um dos dois membros da banda, com forte cariz político e filosófico, deu-se um movimento colectivo de eliminação de barreiras físicas e imateriais. O concerto foi terminado com a maioria da plateia no próprio palco deixando-se para trás as cadeiras confortáveis e passivas.
Como uma metáfora para a vida, Erlend mostrou-nos como a luta pelo que achamos correcto, pelos nossos ideais, pode e deve ser feita por nós e não não nos devemos limitar a esperar que outros o façam no nosso lugar.
domingo, abril 30, 2006
sexta-feira, abril 28, 2006
terça-feira, abril 18, 2006
segunda-feira, abril 17, 2006
Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Lover, you should've come over - Jeff Buckley
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much i need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage he's done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So i'll wait for you... and i'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when i slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe i'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Well I feel too young to hold on
And i'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage i've done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well i'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over'
Cause it's not too late
Lover, you should've come over - Jeff Buckley
segunda-feira, abril 10, 2006
Can you hear them
The helicopters
I'm in New York
No need for words now
We sit in silence
You look me
In the eye directly
You met me
I think it's wednesday
The evening
The mess we're in
And ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
Night and day
I dream of
Making love
To you now baby
Love making
On screen
Impossible dream
And I have seen
The sunrise over the river
The freeway
Reminding of
This mess we're in
And ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
What were you wanting / What was he wanted
I just wanna say
Don't ever change now baby
I'd thank you
I don't think we will meet again
And you must leave now
Before the sun rises
Above the skycrapers
And the city landscape comes into view
Swell on my skin
Oh
This mess we're in
Ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
This mess we're in - P J Harvey e Thom Yorke
The helicopters
I'm in New York
No need for words now
We sit in silence
You look me
In the eye directly
You met me
I think it's wednesday
The evening
The mess we're in
And ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
Night and day
I dream of
Making love
To you now baby
Love making
On screen
Impossible dream
And I have seen
The sunrise over the river
The freeway
Reminding of
This mess we're in
And ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
What were you wanting / What was he wanted
I just wanna say
Don't ever change now baby
I'd thank you
I don't think we will meet again
And you must leave now
Before the sun rises
Above the skycrapers
And the city landscape comes into view
Swell on my skin
Oh
This mess we're in
Ooooh...
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
This mess we're in - P J Harvey e Thom Yorke
quinta-feira, abril 06, 2006
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