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O lado bom da crise: o preço dos CDs tem caído muito.
Assim, pude me dedicar, no feriado, a um prazer já quase esquecido: comprar CDs de artistas que não conheço. Pode ser que eu descubra uma música incrível... Pode ser que o CD seja uma bomba... Mas, fazer o quê, se eu gosto de viver perigosamente?
;)
Dei sorte.
O CD "The Age Of The Understatement", o primeiro do The Last Shadow Puppets, é todo muito bom.
Tão bom que a banda foi indicada em 2008 ao Mercury Prize, que escolhe o melhor álbum do ano no Reino Unido. The Last Shadow Puppets é formado por Alex Turner (Arctic Monkeys) e por Miles Kane (The Rascals).
A minha música favorita, por enquanto, é "Standing next to me":



You want to have her
Two years have gone now
But I can't relate to the never ending games that you play
As desire passes through and you're open to the truth
I hope you understand
And your love is standing next to me
Is standing next to me

The one you fell for
But it's seemed you deny
And you laugh at yourself again and again
But as you drink to the thoughts she'll remember you
maybe tomorrow

And your love is standing next to me
Is standing next to me
And your love is standing next to me
Is standing next to me, is standing next to me.
Is standing next to me

You want to have her
Two years have gone now
But I can't relate to the never ending games that you play
As desire passes through, then you're open to the truth
I hope you understand

And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me
Is standing next to me, is standing next to me

Glauco e Aline

imagine a cena:
após o jantar, os noivos se aproximam do centro do salão. ela com rosas vermelhas no cabelo. ele com o cabelo arrepiado e piercing na orelha.
aí começa a tocar "Elephant Gun" e eles rodopiam e se abraçam e se olham de um modo que a gente até esquece da própria presença e acredita que, sim, eles estão sozinhos. não há mais ninguém nem ali nem em qualquer lugar.
então, para surpresa de ambos, começa a chover pétalas de rosas.
sobre eles. sobre nós.
foi lindo.




If I was young, I'd flee this town
I'd bury my dreams underground
As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight

Far from home, elephant gun
Let's take them down one by one
We'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not around

Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

Let the seasons begin - it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin - take the big king down

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the night

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that i hide