segunda-feira, 30 de novembro de 2009

Espera por mim..

Chego cedo a casa. Fecho a porta e logo o meu olhar inquieto te procura. Deambulo impaciente e ansioso por te ver. Tropeço no tapete! Tenho pressa em te ver. Porque não estás à minha espera? Hoje queria que estivesses à minha espera. Em mais nenhum dia te pediria tal coisa, mas hoje queria ver-te logo que abrisse a porta. Chamo-te. Volto a chamar! Porque é que não estás à minha espera? Queria abraçar-te, sentir o teu cheiro. Queria apertar-te contra mim. Tocar-te no cabelo. Ver o teu sorriso. Surpreender-te! Mas não estás à minha espera. Logo hoje não estás à minha espera..


E mais não digo..

P.S. - Ler Fiódor Dostoiévski dá nisto..

quarta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2009

Mike de Mosqueteiro: Tcha nana nanana

Esta personagem assusta-me..a cara dele lembra-me um Dragão de Komodo..xD

terça-feira, 24 de novembro de 2009

segunda-feira, 23 de novembro de 2009

Jamie Cullum - Don't Stop The Music


It's gettin late
I'm making my way over to my favorite place
I gotta get my body moving
shake the stress away
I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate (yeah)

Who knew,
That you'd be up here looking like you do
You're making staying over here impossible
Baby I must say your aura is incredible
If you don't have to go, don't

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we're face to face

I wanna take you away
lets escape into the music
Dj let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

I wanna take you away
lets escape into the music
Dj let it play
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

Baby are you ready cause it's getting close
Don't you feel the passion ready to explode
What goes on between us no one has to know
This is a private show (oh)

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we're rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We're hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we're face to face


I wanna take you away
lets escape into the music
Dj let it play
I just can't refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music


I wanna take you away
lets escape into the music
Dj let it play
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the
Please don't stop the music

(Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music
Please don't stop the music)

sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009

Best Drummer Ever


Para quem nunca viu..e para quem me deu a conhecer, obrigado Luís, este vídeo é teu! xD

(mais) Parabéns!!

Aquelas pessoas que nos marcam, que ficam com um "gosto" especial merecem também uma atenção especial..quanto mais não seja, uma vez por ano! =X


Parabéns Mafalda!



PS - A imagem ao lado é pura coincidência..nunca eu te chamaria de fraldas ou coisa que o valha! xD

terça-feira, 17 de novembro de 2009

A um grande amigo: PARABÉNS!

Só depende de cada um de nós saber escolher os amigos com quem nos damos, no entanto, é pura sorte encontrar-se num amigo a verdadeira essência da amizade.

A amizade não se mede, não se pesa, não se mostra nem sequer se vê..a amizade sente-se e é provada em cada momento bom ou mau.
Muitos parabéns companheiro.
Cá estaremos para o próximo ano, melhor ou pior, mas sempre na luta, sempre na conquista, sempre a querer mais!
O meu desejo para ti é que tenhas muito daquilo que mereces e pouco do que não interessa.
A vida segue em frente..força!
Grande abraço Carlos.

quarta-feira, 11 de novembro de 2009

Led Zeppellin - Since I've Been Lovin You

Não resisti a postar..estes tipos sabem tocar!! Se sabem! Bolas, que som brutal!!

domingo, 8 de novembro de 2009

Peter Murphy - A Strange Kind of Love

A strange kind of love
A strange kind of feeling
Swims through your eyes
And like the doors
To a wide vast dominion
They open to your prize

This is no terror ground
Or place for the rage
No broken hearts
White wash lies
Just a taste for the truth
Perfect taste choice and meaning
A look into your eyes

Blind to the gemstone alone
A smile from a frown circles round
Should he stay or should he go
Let him shout a rage so strong
A rage that knows no right or wrong
And take a little piece of you

There is no middle ground
Or that's how it seems
For us to walk or to take
Instead we tumble down
Either side left or right
To love or to hate

A letra mítica



Porque para bom entendedor meia palavra basta..mas para quem sabe uma letra é suficiente!

sexta-feira, 6 de novembro de 2009


Uau..isto sim é publicidade ao mais alto nível!!

Sungha Jung



Há coisas que só vistas mesmo..com 13 anos este puto toca mais do que eu mesmo que treinasse até ao fim da minha vida..espectacular!

terça-feira, 3 de novembro de 2009

Jason Mraz - Gypsy MC (Mudhouse)




Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

I'd like to give a shout out to all my V-I-P's and
Individualize because I am an MC. I can because I care
Cause my familys here cause I, cause I what?
Cause I, cause I what?
Cause I appreciate the mentality of music
I'm Saving all my sentences unless of course I'm smoothly spoken
Quiet type the kind to watch out for
No man of the clan I'm perpetrating the scam
Sure I'm the boy with the fallopian voice
Straight from the sleeve of any wizard of choice
I got the reason to be roamin' out the coverage area
Send me the bill if all my lovin' is scarin' ya

Dare you to dream the way that I believe
I Got the skill to go commando in any fatigues
I got the best damn band in the music scene
But I could also flow solo or just let it be
Because of the love
Oh the self-realization is your if and & but
But you gotta know your name before the play of the game
Keep a level-headed check on your health and stay sane
Address the tack on the track the needle's on the record
Prepare for playback
Sajak
Oh Could I buy another vowel I need another clue
And I could also use a towel
And how goes the medium tempo
Slaying all the teachers like the class of '84
And down low you know my fidelities go
But I would never hurt a fly with the di-das on
I Got control
I keep a clean toilet bowl
2000 flushes blue it's still going strong
Do what, do what I do for the sake of the song
Comin' through on the radio? Nah, it's for you
This is proof my own story's a spoof
I'll always be a gypsy or forever be aloof
And if you never get to liking me it's okay too
But you've made it this far so pay a toll at the booth
Ah yes you made it this far so pay your toll at the gate
You made it this far now make some noise in this place
I said we made it this far now lets get back to the part that we say- What?

Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

True or false? I can be a sensitive man
With sensible plans for the everyday woman
And I can keep you eating out the palm of my hand
Because the dope that we smoked was grown on my land
The words I burn they don't come from a can
The movie in my mind will be the winner at Cannes
So take your chance apply for full or part-time romance
Clever or the better measure up to whatever
Cause it don't matter how tall, how fat, or how small
Equal opportunities are open to all
The casting call line forms down the hall
All you need is ID that shows that you're legal
But people with egos, a freakshow, a syndrome you best not go
You know I don't need those
You got a problem that I really oughta read
Then post it on the web care of R-K-O-P
It's easy like me but a bit less then cheesy
Go heavy on the melody and add a dash of pink
And if you can't stand the kitchen, get the hell out the heat
To meet with the geek all you need is a heart beat
And to meet with the geek on the street
All you goota do is know the words you sing
So everybody repeat this after me:

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my shorty
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my shorty
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

Well, I'm I'm type A positive and just the way I like it
Right away I'm satisfied with my food before I try it
Can't deny it to save my life, I'm never lying
To brave this mic without the same thing twice
Is actually an act of staying up all night
With the mood just right
And the purchase of a flight from the west coast
To these Netherland lights
It's aurora borealis' company that I'm tight with
Despite everything that you heard
I'll admit that most is true and I'll be keeping my word
And will do the double duty on the search for new verbs
And I'll report to work early to deliver the worm
With a back well covered by my buddies of ease
There ain't no way in hell that I will ever have to say please
And breaking all the codes on the latest machines
I'll even let you download me for free
For free
For free
For free

Ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty

One more time for the round

Say we ain't got no dope
All I gots my 40
Big finish
Ain't got nobody
That I can call my shorty