memórias… (5)
25 12 2007Holy Night
Celtic Woman, concert at Slane Castle, in Ireland.
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Holy Night
Celtic Woman, concert at Slane Castle, in Ireland.
Ryuichi Sakamoto - Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence
a música e banda sonora do filme com o mesmo nome.
Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence trailer
“Do They Know It’s Christmas?” canção escrita por Bob Geldof e Midge Ure em 1984, especificamente para angariar fundos para a Etiópia. O grupo, Band Aid, reuniu os músicos irlandeses e britânicos mais conhecidos da época…
Ordinary Miracle Sarah McLachlan
Pela generosidade de Directriz.
Lyrics:
It’s not that unusual
When everything is beautiful.
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
The sky knows when its time to snow,
Don’t need to teach a seed to grow.
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
Life is like a gift they say
Wrapped up for you everyday;
Open up and find a way
To give some of your own.
Isn’t it remarkable?
Like every time a rain drop falls,
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
Birds in winter have their fling
But always make it home by spring.
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
When you wake up everyday
Please don’t throw your dreams away;
Hold them close to your heart
Cause we’re all a part
Of the ordinary miracle.
Ordinary miracle
Do you want to see a miracle?
ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh ohh…
It seems so exceptional
That things just work out after all.
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
Sun comes up and shines so bright
And disappears again at night.
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohhh ohh…
It’s just another ordinary miracle today.
Muita gente já viu e re-viu este filme - e fala-se de Paul Potts…
Se ainda não viu, veja.
Se viu, reveja. E oiça, sobretudo…
Sabe sempre bem ver o engano de um juízo pela aparência, o inesperado, a surpresa.
De como um tímido, com ar insignificante, pode deixar boquiaberto…
Delicia-me o defraudar sublime da baixa expectativa, o ar de reconhecimento meio estupefacto e o gáudio de quem assiste… e a nossa humana alegria pelo talento.
British Got Talent, da audição à final e ao prémio…
Não foi por causa deste tema que eles se zangaram… pelo contrário, este é um dos temas da «época áurea» da amizade que os uniu. Trata-se de Nietzsche (1844-1900) e de Wagner (1813-1833) , que se conheceram em 1868 (repararam nos 30 anos de diferença entre eles?).
Friedrich encantou-se com a música de Wagner, principalmente com Tristão e Isolda. Passou a frequentar a casa, em Tribschen, e durante anos foram muito próximos - uma relação muito especial na vidas de ambos e que acabou em mútua desilusão.
Desta época, Nietzsche escreveu «O Nascimento da tragédia no espírito da música» e preparou «Humano, demasiado humano»; Wagner estreou a 1ª ópera de O Anel dos Nibelungos (O Ouro do Reno).
As Valquírias (Die Walküre) pertencem à tetralogia do Anel dos Nibelungos e a passagem mais popular é a cena da Cavalgada das Valquírias, que abre o terceiro acto. Estrearam em 1870, em pleno clima de pré-guerra, e fizeram sucesso imediato.
A tetralogia completou com Siegfried (1876) e O crepúsculo dos deuses (1882)
A amizade começou a desmoronar-se em 1878 quando Wagner se inclinou para o que Nietzsche considerou ser «o gosto popular» e com a última ópera de Wagner, Parsifal (1882) a ruptura é definitiva - a ópera fez a apoteose do cristianismo, pelo que o filósofo considera que é o elogio da decadência. Escreverá sobre o assunto em «O Caso Wagner» e «Nietzsche contra Wagner».
Quem viu o Apocalipse Now pode ouvir o tema e dar pela falta dos helicóperos
The Ride of the Valkyries ,
Berliner Philharmoniker Conductor James Levine
de Johannes Chrysostomus Wolfgangus Theophilus Mozart - por ter nascido a 27 de Janeiro (dia de S. Johannes Chrysostomus), Wolfgangus do avô materno, Theophilus do padrinho e Mozart de apelido paterno.
Alterou muitas vezes a forma como se chamava e a forma como era chamado pelos outros.
Modificou em especial “Theophilus”, em grego “Amigo de Deus”, para as versões francesa Amadé ou Amadè, a italiana “Amadeo” e alemã “Gottlieb”, sendo mais raro o uso da versão latina de “Amadeus” (hoje, a mais comum).
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart seja.
Aprecio a génese do concerto (1785) - demorou um mês a escrever - e o próprio tom do concerto, nos seus dois tempos.
na dúvida, e porque se tratou do trigésimo aniversário da sua morte,
«in the ghetto»
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dueto com Celine Dion
Seis anos depois de «Jorge Palma» e três anos depois de «Norte», «Voo Nocturno».
Oiço-o há mais de duas décadas e, como muita gente da minha geração e de outras, guardo temas, em ligação a vivências - de «deixa-me rir» a «dá-me lume», de «fantasmas interiores» a «a gente vai continuar».
Porque está mesmo à mão, fica aqui o tema e o videoclip onde JP, no Museu da Água, convocou afectos e juntou amigos, como Helena Coelho, João Gil, Manuel Paulo, Flak, Rui Reininho, Lena dÁgua, Vitorino, David Fonseca, Mafalda Veiga, João Pedro Pais, Janita Salomé, Rui Veloso, Sérgio Godinho, Lia Gama, entre outros.
Je n’ai pas d’excuse,
C’est inexplicable,
Même inexorable,
C’est pas pour l’extase, c’est que l’existence,
Sans un peu d’extrême, est inacceptable,
Je suis excessive,
J’aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout accélère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s’exhibe,
C’est une transe exquise
Y’en a que ça excède, d’autres que ça vexe,
Y’en a qui exigent que je revienne dans l’axe,
Y’en a qui s’exclament que c’est un complexe,
Y’en a qui s’excitent avec tous ces “X” dans le texte
Je suis excessive,
J’aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout accélère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s’exhibe,
C’est une transe exquise, (ouais).
Je suis excessive,
J’aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout exagère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Excessivement gaie, excessivement triste,
C’est là que j’existe.
Mmmm, pas d’excuse ! Pas d’excuse !
Do final de 2002, Quelqu’un m’a dit, L’excessive
Composição: Kelly Clarkson, David Hodges e Ben Moody
I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did
You fell so hard
I’ve learned the hard way, to never let it get that far
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don’t get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid
I lose my way
And it’s not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that’s weakness in your eyes
I’m forced to fake a smile, a laugh
Every day of my life
My heart can’t possibly break
When it wasn’t even whole to start with
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don’t get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid
I watched you die
I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry
In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don’t get hurt
Because of you
I tried my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don’t know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I’m ashamed of my life because it’s empty
Because of you
I am afraid
Because of you
(Daniel Bedingfield)
If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all
I’ll never know whatthe future brings
But I know you’re here with me now
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don’t know why you’re so far away
But I know that this much is true
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right
And though I can’t be with you tonight
You know my heart is by your side
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms
Hoobastank
The Reason
I’m not a perfect person
There’s many things I wish I didn’t do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I’m sorry that I hurt you
It’s something I must live with everyday
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That’s why I need you to hear
I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I’m not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you
I’ve found a reason to show
A side of me you didn’t know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you
—–
Depois de Sauvage Garden, a companhia de fundo de Natasha Bedingfield
I am unwritten,
Can’t read my mind
I’m undefined
I’m just beginning
The pen’s in my hand
Ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten ,yeah
Oh, ohI break tradition
Sometimes my tries
Are outside the lines, oh yeah
We’ve been conditioned
To not make mistakes
But I can’t live that way oh, oh
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
drench yourself in words unspoken
Live you life with arms wide open
Today is where you book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
(Lyrics)