Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
'Hobalala' by Marc Fischer
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| Looking for Joao Gilberto in Rio de Janeiro and the Heart of Bossa Nova, | only in German at the momemt. |
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Style Inspiration ~ Francoise Hardy
"There was a French singer, Francoise Hardy - I used to look at her pictures and try to dress like her."
picture corbis
Monday, May 16, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Orfeu Negro
One of my mothers and my favorite movies, Orfeu Negro.
So touching and hauntingly beautiful, a masterpiece of Cinema.
It captures the Essence of Brazil, its Music and the People, the Language, the Habits and Traditions.
Que coisa linda, Que beleza, uma maravilha! Tem tristeza, alegria, ritmo! Muito obrigada!
Que coisa linda, Que beleza, uma maravilha! Tem tristeza, alegria, ritmo! Muito obrigada!
to find out more, click here.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Hallucination
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I tell you I can give you all who has it all
This couldn't be a dream for too real it all seems.
But it was just my imagination,
once again
Running away with me,
Tell you It was just my imagination
Running away with me.
(excerpt from ' Just my Imagination' by The Temptations)
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
The ultimate beautiful tune and lyrics...
So chill, sophisticated, floating and ultimate chic...
Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars (Corcovado)
Quiet nights of quiet stars,
Quiet chords from my guitar,
Floating on the silence that surronds us,
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams,
Quiet walks by quiet streams,
And window that looking onto Corcovado,
Oh! How I lovely.
Um cantinho, um violão,
Esse amor numa canção,
Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama,
Muita calma pra pensar e ter tempo pra sonhar,
Da janela vê-se o Corcovado,
O Redentor que lindo.
Quero a vida sempre assim,
Com você perto de mim,
Até o apagar da velha chama,
E eu que era triste,
Descrente de sinismo,
Ao encontrar você eu conheci,
O que é Felicidade, Meu Amor.
O que é Felicidade, Meu Amor
Translation of the brazilian lyrics:
Quiet nights of quiet stars quiet chords from my guitar
floating on the silence that surrounds us.
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams quiet walks by quiet streams
and a window that looks out on the mountains and the sea, oh how lovely
This is where I want to be here with you so close to me
until the final flicker of life's ember.
I who was lost and lonely believing life was only
a bitter tragic joke, have found with you,
the meaning of existence, oh my love
Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars (Corcovado)
Quiet nights of quiet stars,
Quiet chords from my guitar,
Floating on the silence that surronds us,
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams,
Quiet walks by quiet streams,
And window that looking onto Corcovado,
Oh! How I lovely.
Um cantinho, um violão,
Esse amor numa canção,
Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama,
Muita calma pra pensar e ter tempo pra sonhar,
Da janela vê-se o Corcovado,
O Redentor que lindo.
Quero a vida sempre assim,
Com você perto de mim,
Até o apagar da velha chama,
E eu que era triste,
Descrente de sinismo,
Ao encontrar você eu conheci,
O que é Felicidade, Meu Amor.
O que é Felicidade, Meu Amor
Translation of the brazilian lyrics:
Quiet nights of quiet stars quiet chords from my guitar
floating on the silence that surrounds us.
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams quiet walks by quiet streams
and a window that looks out on the mountains and the sea, oh how lovely
This is where I want to be here with you so close to me
until the final flicker of life's ember.
I who was lost and lonely believing life was only
a bitter tragic joke, have found with you,
the meaning of existence, oh my love
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Hot town summer in the city
Hot town summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk hotter than a match head
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on and dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city
Cool town, evening in the city
Dressed so fine and looking so pritty
Cool cat lookin for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
Till I'm weezin like a bus stop
Running up the stairs gonna meet ya on the roof top
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come on, come on lets dance all night
Despite the heat it will be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
The days can't be like the night
In the summer in the city
In the summer in the city
Friday, June 11, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
Al Green
This is live, uncut and if a man that sing and move like this isn't hot, I don't know what is.
Pure Passion. His wife must be one lucky lady.
The golden pipes of the Rev Al Green!
DAMN, what a fine voice. Makes me want to dim the lights, pour some whiskey, listen closely and think of M. Actually, that's exactly what I am going to do.
Have a good weekend everybody.
Pure Passion. His wife must be one lucky lady.
The golden pipes of the Rev Al Green!
DAMN, what a fine voice. Makes me want to dim the lights, pour some whiskey, listen closely and think of M. Actually, that's exactly what I am going to do.
Have a good weekend everybody.
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