Have a cup of tea?

Sou uma fã incondicional da música bretã. De Beatles a Blur, passando do Queen aos Smiths. A maioria sempre passou positivamente pelos meus ouvidos exigentes.

Ultimamente tenho me engraçado com as cantoras inglesas (coisa mais mais lésbica de se admitir!). KT Tunnstall, Amy Winehouse, Lily Allen, e agora Kate Nash, que aliás, vem sendo muito comparada com esta última. Não só por ser novinha e gordinha, mas principalmente pelo fato de seu primeiro hit, 'foundations', assim como 'smile' - a estréia de Lily, ter sido campeão de downloads. Tanto, que obrigou a gravadora de Kate a antecipar a estréia de seu álbum.

E o sucesso se justifica. 'foundations' é mpusica pop de primeira grandeza, dessas que ficam em nossa cabecinha e aqui acolá nos vemos assobiando sua melodia. Mais da moça? visite o My Spaces da própria: http://www.myspace.com/katenashmusic

KATE NASH - FOUNDATIONSS

Thursday night, every thing's fine, except you've got that look in your eye
when I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,
you're thinking of something to say.
You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me in front of our friends.

Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin' and say something like
"yeah, intelligent input, darlin', why don't you just have another beer then?"

Then you'll call me a bitch
and everyone we're with will be embarrassed,
and I wont give a shit.

My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.

You said I must eat so many lemons
'cause i am so bitter.
I said
"I'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter."

Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive,
and I must admit that I was a bit scared,
but it gives me thrills to wind you up.

My finger tips are holding on to the cracks in our foundation,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.

Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a surprise.
Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick.
You've gone and got sick on my trainers,
I only got these yesterday.
Oh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.

Well, I'll leave you there 'till the mornin',
and I purposely wont turn the heating on
and dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one.

My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
and I know that I should let go,
but I can't.
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.

And every time we fight I know it's not right,
every time that you're upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can't.