Vamos brindar...

Esta noite vamos brindar com ...



LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Besame Mucho

Como ele era ...

Como ele era...



E como é ..

CSI???????

Bons musicos

Recebi por mail com o seguinte texto:

"Caros amigos. A única coisa necessária para fazer boa musica.
São bons músicos.
Digam-me se estiverem contra."



Uma favor :) Thks JB :)

Curioso o medley

Aqui estão os originais numa montagem muito engraçada.

mesmo no dia de Natal é verdade

Red Wine

Para a consoada :)

I don't want to dance

Cocaine ...

Alive

Welcome to PLEASER...

Tu Cate a longue...

Total eclipse

Continuando na onda ...

Let us groove ...:)

Do you wan gedown ?

99

As camas ...

estão a arder :)

Alice ...

POISON :)

Viva a Fuzeta ....

GRANDE GRANDE DOMINGUINHOS :)

"Faço qq coisa por uma queca..."

Tradução de...

Mamas na Radio ...

Pois é ... não dá :) LOL

E para acabar com a agonia ...

Grande coiro :) e eles até tocam o que, passados tantos anos, me espanta :)

Vita, sei que não gostas..

Mas nós GOSTEMOS lol

The original one..


A special one...

A alguns administradores :)

Mais para quem nunca ouviu...

Do que para quem não se lembra :)



O Povo é sereno ...

Speedy Gonzales...

À Capela

Ovi na M80 :)

Tainted...

Love


Esta versão não conhecia...


Muito menos esta ....Marilyn Manson???????????????????????

Monday...

A blue... one :)

Para a Canuca

LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

Não sei pq lembrei-me desta ...

uma mão cheia de vezes ...

Mais uma que me lembrei esta noite LOL

Natal...

Para abrir a epoca de forma mais seria.

Mesmo que penses q não gostas..

Ove...!

Não, não comi ninguém ... :)

Nâo as deixei assim, pois não?

Canuca...


Vita

Mas confesso que, ambas as duas...
fine young cannibals - she drives me crazy

Sabado e domingo foram ..

Quem não dançou??

Vita...

Certifica-te que a lista de compras inclui...



LOLLLLLLl

O fds ainda está longe..

"Wishing (If I Had A Photograph Of You)"

"...If I had a photograph of you
It's something to remind me
I wouldn't spend my life just wishing..."
ihhihihi

Agradecimento pelos Cus Desejados :)

Quero agradecer às minhas queridas CU-Bloggers a sua contibuição, sem a qual o texto ficaria bem menos composto, no post de sexta feira. OBRIGADO QUERIDAS :)

Para as DUAS: BB King - Darling you know i love you

It's good to be the King

Now get down people
And listen to me
Gonna tell you how I made history
You can call me Louis
I'm the king of France
Check out my story
While you do your dance
Now it's seventeen hundred and eighty nine
The peasants were starving
But I was fine
We were hanging out
Down in old Versailles
That's the weekend pad of my queen and I
In the alleys of Paris
They was eating rats
But it was fillet mignon
For the aristocrats
There was Dukes and Counts and
Barons and Earls
I gave them the title
But I kept the girl
Blond, redhead, wild, brunette
Ladies in wait
I didn't wait to get
There was truffles for breakfast
Toast for brunch
The lion of the folley's version for lunch...

Ooh yes it's good to be the king
Ooh la la
Gee but it's good to be the king

Say it girls

You can be sure about one thing
Ooh la la
Mais oui, it's good to be the king

It's good to be the king

Well the palace was rocking
And we were doing it good
When we heard there was some trouble
In the neighborhood
I wasn't too worried
No big deal
We step out of line
Jack, you're near the Bastille
The party kept spinning
All day an dall night
The champagne was flowing
We were feeling all right
They were screaming for breath
Things started to shake
But Marie Antoinette said,
"We'll let 'em eat cake."
Now the rapper wouldn't have it
They was angry and beat
They built a big old razor
Called the Guillotine
Then the people all shouted
We'll have all day
Down with dirty war
Give us Perrier
I said that in the war things might get screwy
But they'd never lay a finger
On good king Louis
Just keep your cool
Don't fret, don't freak
Say hey
Say what
Say magnifico

Ooh yes it's good to be the king
Ooh la la
Gee but it's good to be the king

Your fantasy is my reality

You can be sure about one thing
Ooh la la
Mais oui, it's good to be the king

It's good to be the king

Night and day
Vous, vous voulez

Well they broke down the gate
In one massive assault
And the party came to a grinding halt
They took the midgets and the freakies
With the girls in tote
And a voice said
Louis, it's time to go
They put my neck on the block
They took off my wig
And it occured to me
This was the end of the gig
They asked me did I have any
Last words to say
Well I raised my head
And I hollered hey

Ooh yes it's good to be the king
Ooh la la
Gee but it's good to be the king

Well c'est la vie
Make that one more

You can be sure about one thing
Ooh la la
Mais oui, it's good to be the king

It's good to be the king

Bonjour
Ooh la la
Ooh yes, it's good to be the king

Well it was good while it lasted

Antecipando o Natal ...

My dog

A Canuca mostrou-me isto e logo lhe pedi para partilhar com todos voces :)



DELIRANTE... thks BOAZONA :)

Cus desejados...

Caso não saibam sou completamente tarado por sexo anal.
Em particular pelos cus das minhas CU-Bloggers...

Amáveis e disponíveis como sempre tiveram a amabilidade de me enviar fotos de forma a que eu possa explicar esta fixação e ilustra-la com música.

Primeiro a Vita tentando o argumento "Pain for Pleasure"

Soma 41 anos e nada como "Sum 41 - Pain for Pleasure"

Tenho direito a ver a foto e já não é mau ... :)


Resignado volto o meu pensamento para a Canuca...

REO Speedwagon - In My Dreams

Vejam senão tenho razões em sonhar ...


Mais um que não é para mim...

Entendem porque sou tarado, não? :)

Para hoje ...

Mesmo com bom tempo :)

Inspirado pelo Leo

Lembrei-me por ter OVIDO o blog do Leo e dedico às suas seguidoras :)

A minha loucura... Habla con ella



ehehe à loucura dele...


Às suas seguidoras :)

Vitinha,

O nosso jantar está marcado e já não devemos nada ...

Agora só penso na forma como iremos para o jantar. Tenho estado a ponderar nos...


LOLLLLLLLLLLLL Beijos :)

Depois do post de ontem aqui vai um pouco de historia :)

Aphrodite's Child


The short story of APHRODITE'S CHILD starts in 1968, when the Greek/Egyptian bassist and vocalist named Artemios Ventouris Roussos (Demis Roussos) and the powerful drummer Lucas Sideras were supposed to meet the multi instrumentalist Evengelio Odyssey Papathanassiou (VANGELIS) who had left his first group FORMINXS, but the first two were not admitted to England because they had no working permits but custom officers discovered photos and tapes in their luggage so they assumed the musicians intended to stay.

A few months later the three musicians join in Paris with Anargyros Koulouris (Silver Koulouris) a very competent guitar player and they decide to form a new band which was supposed to mix traditional Greek music with Western Pop and Psychedelia, but they ended doing much more than was expected.

Due to their financial situation they had to sign a terrible contract with a record company. Soon after the birth of the band, Silver Kouloris has to leave the group because he was called for his Military Service and only joins again for the recording of their last album 666, during these years Demis Roussos has to play guitar and bass.

Fonte: magman1357

Algo diferente ... para quem tem memoria LOL

Os anos passam ...

Temos de ensaiar para levar à próxima janta LOL (ps: eramos mortos por excesso de protagonismo!!!! LOLAO)

onde tudo começa
"Ensina-me a dançar ..."

Ao S Martinho do Leo :)

1967!!!



eheh De mim (em cima) para ti LEO em baixo :)



Neste ano começou a viagem mistério para mim e para a Vita :)

Journey...rules lol

Tb ouvi hoje de manhã que a música que mais downloads fazem do iTunes é precisamente dos velhinhos Journey "Dont stop believing", curiosamente uma das minhas bandas preferidas ;).

OVI de manhã...

Começamos como ele?? LOL

É MELHOR não :)

Eurovisão 1974

Não podia deixar ...

Bem melhor que a de 67 LOL

Eurovisao 1967 - Nosso ano; meu e da Vita

Continuação... 1966

eheh às minhas niñas :)

Para os que não entenderam o post anterior..

Aqui está explicado em Castelhano LOL

Esta não tava eu à espera LOL

Confesso que está à altura dele LOL

I want you all ...

Hardcore AC/DC lol

AO BPN!!!!!!!!!

Para as minhas bloggers friends :)

BEIJOS :)

I'm yours...

Alguém que não conheço pessoalmente, "apresentou-me" a esta musica que não consigo deixar de ouvir :)

TOMA em francês que é mais fino LOL

Toma!

Queres cegada, pois bem, levas comigo, dedico-te a musica que não tens coragem de dedicar...looooooool

Deixemos o platónico??

Mas não chores ...

É só...

platónicamente falando é claro :)

À Vita...

Beijos grandes :)

Está aí mais uma semana de trabalho...

No tempo das festas de garagem ...

Em que eu me atrevia a por musica, esta seria uma seria candidadta a abertura :)

Bird Song

Quem se lembra ?? :)

Faz hoje oito dias ...

FAz hoje oito dias tive uma tarde muito divertida ...
Aqui fica uma homenagem às tardes bem passadas :)

Depois do Porto de ontem

Os ucranianos vieram ganhar às Antas.
Uma visão do estado da nação... com ucranianos!

Vi ao vivo em 23/05/81...

nas ruinas de alvalade :)



I told them I take photos for this magazine.
They let me in to see you comb your hair.
I watched for signs as I came throught that door.
The anxious eyes that I've been waiting for.
It's no use hoping I'm a dream.
[Chorus:]
Oh Marliese.
The waiting almost brought me to my knees.
Oh Marliese.
You didn't really think I'd leave you in peace.
It's no use crying out 'cos they can't help you now.
You're forced to hear the words I have to say.
I saw your face when I was taken down.
You seemed so pleased, you're not so happy now.
It's your turn to be afraid.
[Chorus]
So where's the smooth composure of the movie star.
You must have played this many times before.
Do I see tears? Well surely that's not true.
Don't kid yourself, it's not worth hurting you.
Bur remember when you try to sleep.
[Chorus]
...

OVI ... GOSTEI :)

Até eu era capaz de cantar a uma pessoa lolao

CANTA A ROLA PIA O CUCO
PASSO OS DIAS A CHORAR
OUVINDO O PIO DO CUCO
E A ROLINHA A CANTAR

PINTAS OS BEÇOS À DEITA
PARA FICARES MAIS CATITA
MAS A NOITE ESCURA E PRETA
NÃO TE MOSTRA MAIS BONITA
PARA MORDER O ANZOL
A VER SE O PEIXE AINDA PICA
NAS DOBRAS DO TEU LENÇOL

PORQUE NÃO PINTAS A CRICA?
PARA FICARES MAIS BONITA
PORQUE NÃO PINTAS A CRICA?

ABANA, ABANA
PARA ATIÇAR O BRASEIRO
ABANA, ABANA
QUE ANDO ACESO O DIA INTEIRO

ABANA, ABANA É DIA DE ANIVERSÁRIO
ABANA, ABANA MAS QUE RICO FOGAREIRO
ABANA, ABANA JÁ DESPISTOU O CANÁRIO
ABANA, ABANA QUE CANTOU O DIA INTEIRO
ABANA, ABANA
PARA ATIÇAR O BRAZEIRO
ABANA, ABANA
QUE ANDO ACESO O DIA INTEIRO

ABANA, ABANA QUANDO ASSAS AS SARDINHAS
ABANA, ABANA PARA ATIÇAR O BRAZEIRO
ABANA, ABANA MAS NÃO ME VIRES AS PERNIHAS
ABANA, ABANA QUE ANDO ACESO O DIA INTEIRO

Juro!!!!!!!!!!!

Juro que se, um dia, as paixões da Vita ou da Canuca se quiserem casar com outra eu vou lá, faço de gay, e canto isto!!!!!!!!!!!!


JURO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little pray for you
While combing my hair now,
And wondering what dress to wear now,
I say a little prayer for you

Forever, and ever, you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, and ever, we never will part
Oh, how I love you
Together, forever, that's how it must be
To live without you
Would only meen heartbreak for me.

I run for the bus, dear,
While riding I think of us, dear,
I say a little prayer for you.
At work I just take time
And all through my coffee break-time,
I say a little prayer for you.

Forever, and ever, you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, and ever we never will part
Oh, how I'll love you
Together, forever, that's how it must be
To live without you
Would only mean heartbreak for me.

I say a little prayer for you

I say a little prayer for you

My darling believe me, ( beleive me)
For me there is no one but you!
Please love me too (answer his pray)
And I'm in love with you (answer his pray)
Answer my prayer now babe (answer his pray)

Forever, and ever, you'll stay in my heart
and I will love you
Forever, and ever we never will part
Oh, how I'll love you
Together, forever, that's how it must be
To live without you
Would only mean heartbreak for me (oooooooooh)

Bon Jovi - Wanted Dead or Alive

PEDIDO


RESPOSTA


Its all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems were wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
Id drive all night just to get back home

Chorus:
Im a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Im wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes its not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when youre all alone all you do is think

Chorus

I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, still Im standing tall
Ive seen a million faces an Ive rocked them all

Im a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Im wanted dead or alive
Im a cowboy, I got the night on my side
Im wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive

Saturday Night...

FEVER :)

Estou com um ...

Beijos às amigas :)

Com um brilhozinho nos olhos
e a saia rodada
escancaraste a porta do bar
trazias o cabelo aos ombros
passeando de cá para lá
como as ondas do mar.
Conheço tão bem esses olhos
e nunca me enganam,
o que é que aconteceu, diz lá
é que hoje fiz um amigo
e coisa mais preciosa
no mundo não há.

Com um brilhozinho nos olhos
metemos o carro
muito à frente, muito à frente dos bois
ou seja, fizemos promessas
trocamos retratos
trocamos projectos os dois
trocamos de roupa, trocamos de corpo,
trocamos de beijos, tão bom, é tão bom
e com um brilhozinho nos olhos
tocamos guitarra
p'lo menos a julgar pelo som

E que é que foi que ele disse?
E que é que foi que ele disse?
Hoje soube-me a pouco. [x4]
passa aí mais um bocadinho
que estou quase a ficar louco
Hoje soube-me a tanto [x4]
portanto,
Hoje soube-me a pouco

Com um brilhozinho nos olhos
corremos os estores
pusemos a rádio no "on"
acendemos a já costumeira
velinha de igreja
pusemos no "off" o telefone
e olha, não dá p'ra contar
mas sei que tu sabes
daquilo que sabes que eu sei
e com um brilhozinho nos olhos
ficamos parados
depois do que não te contei

Com um brilhozinho nos olhos
dissemos, sei lá
o que nos passou pela tola [o que nos passou pelo goto]
do estilo és o "number one"
dou-te vinte valores
és um treze no totobola [és o seis do meu totoloto]
e às duas por três
bebemos um copo
fizemos o quatro e pintámos o sete
e com um brilhozinho nos olhos
ficamos imóveis
a dar uma de "tête a tête"

E que é que foi que ele disse?
...

E com um brilhozinho nos olhos
tentamos saber
para lá do que muito se amou
quem éramos nós
quem queríamos ser
e quais as esperanças
que a vida roubou
e olhei-o de longe
e mirei-o de perto
que quem não vê caras
não vê corações
com um brilhozinho nos olhos
guardei um amigo
que é coisa que vale milhões.

E que é que foi que ele disse?

O jogo ontem foi Taco a ...

TACO!

If you're blue and you don't know
where to go to why don't you go
where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Different types who wear a day
coat pants with stripes and cutaway
coat perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million-dollar trooper
Tryin' hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)
Come let's mix where Rockefellers
walk with sticks or um-ber-ellas
in their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz

Have you seen the well-to-doUp and down Park AvenueOn that famous thoroughfareWith their noses in the airHigh hats, and arrow collarsWhite spats, and lots of dollarsSpending every dimeFor a wonderful time

If you're blue and you don't know
where to go to why don't you go
where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Different types who wear a day
coat pants with stripes and cutaway
coat perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million-dollar trooper
Tryin' hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)
Come let's mix where Rockefellers
walk with sticks or um-ber-ellas
in their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz

(tap dance break)

Dressed up like a million-dollar trooperTryin' hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)
If you're blue and you don't know
where to go to why don't you go
where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz
Puttin' on the Ritz

Move...
Move...

Gotta dance
Gotta dance...

If you're blue and you don't know
where to go to why don't you go
where fashion sits
Puttin' on the Ritz...
Puttin' on the Ritz...
Puttin' on the Ritz...

Mesmo a chegar à garagem ouvi...

MUITO GOSTO EU... :)

Ps: Lyrics at video :)

Primeira que ouvi de manhã e...

me deixou BEM DISPOSTO :)

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
Shes coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, hurry boy, its waiting there for you

Chorus:
Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do whats right
Sure as kilimanjaro rises like olympus above the serengeti
I seek to cure whats deep inside, frightened of this thing that Ive become

Chorus

(instrumental break)

Hurry boy, shes waiting there for you

Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa
I bless the rains down in africa, I bless the rains down in africa
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Sigo o conselho do Kid Creole e não me quero casar...

Com a minhas co-bloggers :)


CHORUS
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
so for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you (repeat)

A pretty woman makes her husband look small
And very often causes his downfall
As soon as he marries her then she starts
Doing the things that will break his heart
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
Then you will be happy for the rest of your life
An ugly woman cooks meals on time
She'll always give you peace of mind

CHORUS
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you (repeat)

So if your friends say you have no taste
Go ahead and marry anyway
Though her face is ugly her eyes don't match
Take it from me she's a better catch

CHORUS
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you (repeat)

Say kid YES
I saw your wife the other day UH HUH
And she's ugly
HA HA BUT SHE SURE CAN COOK

CHORUS
If you want to be happy for the rest of your life
Never make a pretty woman your wife
So for my personal point of view
Get an ugly girl to marry you (repea)

Canuca copia este para o teu post e apaga :)

Ilustração do post abaixo.

"Doing The Unstuck"

Ouvi esta música que me pôs super bem disposta e lembrei-me de partilhar com quem anda por aí ;)...muito boa onda esta musiquinha...


It's a perfect day for letting go
for setting fire to bridges
boats
and other dreary worlds you know
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for making out
to wake up with a smile without a doubt
to burst grin giggle bliss skip jump and sing and shout
let's get happy!

but it's much to late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never too late
to get up and go

it's a perfect day for kiss and swell
for rip-zipping button-popping kiss and well...
there's loads of other stuff can make you yell
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for doing the unstuck
for dancing like you can't hear the beat
and you don't give a further thought
to things like feet
let's get happy!

but it's much too late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never to late
to get up and go

kick out the gloom
kick out the blues
tear out the pages with all the bad news
pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls
tear up the stairs and tear up the floors
oh just burn down the house!
burn down the street!
turn everything red and the beat is complete
with the sound of your world
going up in fire
it's a perfect day to throw back your head
and kiss it all goodbye

it's a perfect day for getting old
forgetting all your worries
life
and everything that makes you cry
let's get happy!
it's a perfect day for dreams come true
for thinking big
and doing anything you want to do
let's get happy!
but it's much to late you say
for doing this now
we should have done it then
well it just goes to show
how wrong you can be
and how you really should know
that it's never too late
to get up and go

kick out the gloom
kick out the blues
tear out the pages with all the bad news
pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls
tear up the stairs and tear up the floors
oh just burn down the house!
burn down the street!
turn everything red and the dream is complete
with the sound of your world
going up in fire
it's a perfect day to throw back your head
and kiss it all goodbye

The Cure

Swing...

Sem ser sexo...

Parte 1

Parte 2


Leonard Bernstein ao piano.

Canuca...

A Canuca no seu blog deu-me, DIRECTAMENTE e mais uma vez com os pés :)

O post não surge do nada... como a maior parte de vós sabe este fim de semana temos um jantar dos três membros deste Blog. O jantar nada tem a ver com o blog em si, mas é um happening que, mais ou menos, regularmente é organizado. Em conversa disse à Canuca que viria de barco pra Lisboa pois assim evitava conduzir sendo que podia beber à vontade :)

Acautelando o meu mau comportamento a Canuca vem postar aquela musica e dizer que não é nenhuma indirecta :) Eu sei, É directa MESMO LOL

Mas eu prometo que começo como esta música...

Nice and Easy...

Mas acabo NICE AND ROUGHT LOL

Fim de semana à porta ...

Working for the weekend

Working For The Weekend - Loverboy

Everyone's watching, to see what you will do
Everyone's looking at you, oh
Everyone's wondering, will you come out tonight
Everyone's trying to get it right, get it right

Everybody's working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody's goin' off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

Everyone's looking to see if it was you
Everyone wants you to come through
Everyone's hoping it'll all work out
Everyone's waiting they're holding out

Everybody's working for the weekend
Everybody wants a little romance
Everybody's goin' off the deep end
Everybody needs a second chance, oh
You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

(quick break)

You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

You want a piece of my heart
You better start from start
You wanna be in the show
Come on baby lets go

Publicidade

Este é dedicado ao meu querido dance.;)

Nova campanha do SCP

Uma estratégia com uma campanha de marketing mais agressivo...

Carlos Santana

O famoso, e por mim adorado, musico Carlos Santana de 61 anos disse, em entrevista a uma conceituada revista musical, que pretende reformar-se aos 67 anos.

Até aqui nada de extraordinário não fosse o facto de ter acrescentado que pensava vir a assumir a função padre/pastor!

Estão a imaginar o Santana a deixar de fazer duplas com o Rob Thomas...


E começar a cantar "pôem tua mão na mão do teu senhor"?
Dupla Carlos Santana - Padre Borga??????



Mesmo que seja a versão Mata-Ratos ...???


ou mesmo com uma cover mais intelectual ...!

Ao forum do Sexyin :)

Ganhei um jantar graças ao fórum do sexyin...:)
E há existencia infeliz de uma pessoa demasiado limitada e infeliz.
Quem vai pagar é a Vita e eu e a Canuca a rir lol

Sem esquecer o Kok, e o chat do sexoeafins, aqui vai CAMA E MESA LOL

Celtic Soul

More please and thank you
Introducing the Celtic Soul Brothers and featuring the
strong devoted,
Ladies and gentlemen, would you now please take your leave.
Because we've sat back looking and nearly been took,
even been scared but now I don't care and I'm telling anyone who'll listen.
I've seen what's on show and now there's no more to know
'Cos I've been there, I've been seen there, I've seemed it, dreamed it,
Beened it, schemed it.
Excuse me please, you're standing in my space,
So step aside, now your time's up.
Come on my friends, I would now like to propose a toast-
To the strength I see that's surrounding me and those who've cared,
Oh yes, I've been scared and I'm telling anyone who'll listen
I've seen what's on show and now there's no more to know,
Oh I've been there, I've seen there, I've seemed it, dreamed it,
Schemed it.
You see I know this to be true,
Now would I lie to you?
And I'm not waiting for approval from you
We're coming through.
More please and thank you.


isto porque...
I'm In The Mood For Love

Jamiroquai & Jools Holland
I'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Funny, but when you're near me
I'm in the mood for love

Heaven is in your eyes
Bright as the stars we're under
Oh, is it any wonder?
I'm in the mood for love

Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let's put our hearts together
Now we are one, I'm not afraid

If there's a cloud above
If it should rain, we'll let it
But, for tonight, forget it
I'm in the mood for love

Love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love,
Love, love, love, love,
Oh i'm in the mood for love
Why stop to think of whether
This little dream might fade?
Let's put our hearts together
Now we are one, I'm not afraid

Oh i'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Funny, but when you're near me
I'm in the mood for love
Love, love, love, love,
Oh you know i'm in the mood for love
Simply because you're near me
Funny, but when you're near me
I know i'm in the mood for, know i'm in the mood
I'm in the mood for love, I'm in the, I'm in the
I'm in the mood for love

Best guitar solos...

Recebi por mail este video.



Quem segue este blog há que reconhecer q é, no mínimo, curioso :)

Fico assustado

Depois de ler o comentário da Mariana achei por bem enquadrar :)

1-0

2-0

Ps: reparem no BENFICA TV :)

Muitas vezes fico assustado com a minha "doença" benfiquista.
Ontem dei por mim em histeria e só me apetecia cantar ao meu BENFICA:

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.

You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.

I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..

O que eu faço por Fairplay....

Sou, neste momento, palco de uma luta interna. Uma parte de mim diz-me para nada fazer e deixar passar outra parte diz-me para ter fairplay. A primeira parte está assim como este cão:

"Queres que faça o quê ???"
( A expressão do cão ... não tem preço ).



A outra parte de mim diz-me para ter FAIRPLAY...
A minha expressão deve de ser mais ou menos a mesma, que a do cão, ao dizer:

PARABÉNS SPORTING :)

Porque hoje é o teu dia...

Fazes parte da minha vida desde sempre...Acordo contigo, deito-me contigo e durante o dia fazes-me companhia, só eu sei quantas vezes a minha mente se refugia contigo...não me vejo a viver sem ti, sem a tua presença...

Para celebrar o dia Mundial da Música, tinha que fazer referência a muitas músicas, umas que gosto mais, outras menos, mas que de certa forma marcaram, como não posso mencionar todas, ou por outra… posso lol, mas nunca mais saía daqui lol... deixo uma das minhas músicas preferidas, antiga claro, porque só por acaso penso que as melhores músicas já se fizeram…
Hoje salvo raras excepções, só temos música a metro, que entra no ouvido tão facilmente como sai.

Ray Charles - Georgia On My Mind

Acordei calmo

Hoje acordei calmo. Entrei na camionete liguei o som e ouvi isto de "prego"...

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

À pergunta: a menina da dança do post abaixo

Recebi um comentário:

Canuca disse...
Dançoooooooooooooo ;).

Já só precisamos de um Grupo de Baile :)

Ai que bem cheiras, que bem cheiras dos sovacos
As meias rotas e os sapatos descascados
Nas avenidas ainda fazes os teus engates
E tudo graças ao perfume Patchouli

o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho

Essas miúdas das escolas secundárias
Com cheiro a leite e o soquete pelo artelho
Ficam maradas com o teu charme perfumado, Yeah
O teu perfume Patchouli

o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho

Essas miúdas das escolas secundárias
Já fumam ganzas na paragem do eléctrico
Conversas parvas com mais buço que pintelho
Não dizem duas quando estão ao pé de ti

o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho
o-ho, o-ho, o-ho

O que elas gostam de te ver e de cheirar, o teu perfume Patchouli
O que elas gostam de te ver e de cheirar, o teu perfume Patchouli

Chuvadas no Algarve...

As chuvadas andam fora de época ?? :)


Ps: A menina dança ? :)

When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain

Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Sometimes I need some time...on my
own Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone

And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain, ohhh yeahhh
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain


Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Despedida!!!

ATENÇÃO

OS EXTRATERRESTRES ESTÃO A CHEGAR PARA SEQUESTRAR

TODAS AS PESSOAS BONITAS, INTELIGENTES, QUERIDAS...ENFIM ESPECIAIS!!!!!

SÓ ESTOU A ESCREVER PARA ME DESPEDIR.

(SEI QUE NÃO ESCAPO)

Para a Vita :)

Ao teu post "No Cinema" :)

Depois de sabado impunha-se...

Somos os três :)


De pé quando se canta o hino ... :)


Eu sei que é setembro... mas acabaram-se os derbys na Catedral por esta época.
E não é contra ninguém, é por nós os três :)

Aos meus queridos!

Uma música que gosto muito e não ouvia há muito tempo, dedico aos meus queridos Sir e canuca.;)

Apeteceu-me :) 1964, 1974, 1984

1964

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

1974

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, youre nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said far out, - what a day, a year, a laugh it is!
You know, - well you know you had it comin to you,
Now theres not a lot I can do

Dreamer, you stupid little dreamer;
So now you put your head in your hands, oh no!
I said far out, - what a day, a year, a laugh it is!
You know, - well you know you had it comin to you,
Now theres not a lot I can do.

Well work it out someday

If I could see something
You can see anything you want boy
If I could be someone-
You can be anyone, celebrate boy.
If I could do something-
Well you can do something,
If I could do anything-
Well can you do something out of this world?

Take a dream on a sunday
Take a life, take a holiday
Take a lie, take a dreamer
Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream along...

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, youre nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
Oh no!

1984

You get a shiver in the dark
Its been raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you dont see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth london town

You check out guitar george he knows all the chords
Mind hes strictly rhythm he doesnt want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And harry doesnt mind if he doesnt make the scene
Hes got a daytime job hes doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving it up for friday night
With the sultans with the sultans of swing

And a crowd of young boys theyre fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They dont give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It aint what they call rock and roll
And the sultans played creole

And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
thank you goodnight now its time to go home
And he makes it fast with one more thing
we are the sultans of swing

Ontem, mais uma vez ...

Distrai-me...

A sequência não foi esta mas era inevitavel lembrar-me do John Lee :)


Wanna tell you a story,
About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job
She said that don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent,
And out the door I went

So I goes to the landlady,
I said, "You let me slide?"
I'll have the rent for you in a month.
Next I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me,
But for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
I said, "No, can't find no job"
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"
Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,
Leaning up against a post"
I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"
She said "That don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday"
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,
And out the door I went

So I go down the streets,
Down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said "Let me go and ask my wife"
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"
And then she was so nice,
Loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent,
She ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

But I'm sitting now at the bar,
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said "Look man, come down here"
So what you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last,
Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain't had enough,
Need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here,
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Now by this time I'm plenty high,
You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said "Look man, a-what time is it?"
He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"

One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week,
Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me,
One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear,
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Mas .... Chill Out :)