
Amanha (Sexta-feira) e Sabado na Azenha, mais uma actuaçao esmagadora. Apareçam o Rui precisa de palhetas novas…

Amanha (Sexta-feira) e Sabado na Azenha, mais uma actuaçao esmagadora. Apareçam o Rui precisa de palhetas novas…

Ja me “ofereceu” muitas fotos, esta na altura de eu oferecer esta ao K-way! Abraço!!

In The Fade
Cracks in the ceiling, crooked pictures in the heart
Countin and breathin, I’m leaving here tomorrow
They don’t know, I’d never do you any good
Laughin is easy, I would if I could
Ain’t gonna worry
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There’s nothing to save I know
You live till you die
Live till you die, I know
Loosing a feelin’, that I couldn’t give away
Countin and breathin, disappearin in the fade
They don’t know, I’d never do you any good
Stoppin and stayin, I would if I could
Ain’t gonna worry
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There’s nothing to save I know
You live till you die
Este é o resultado da amabilidade do Norberto (a pessoa que fez chegar este album aos membros dos G.N.R.) e do respectivo Grupo Novo Rock:

O vinyl Psicopatria de 1986 autografado na contra-capa: no cimo Jorge Romão (baixo) ao meio Toli Machado (dos melhores bateristas nacionais que teima em tocar agora guitarra) e em baixo Rui Reininho (é preciso apresentaçoes?).
Este vinyl é rico em memorias, e uma homenagem tambem ao meu Primo Nelito, foi ele que me incutiu o gosto pelos G.N.R.

Esta entrou na exposiçao “Lomografia 2007″ (agradecimento especial ao Ricky)
Ando (outra vez) viciado no “antigo”. Este album data de 1972 e foi a primeira coisa que saquei aquando a aquisiçao do meu brinquedo novo (internet mais rapida..). Aconselho vivamente a quem goste de boa musica.

I Think I’m Going To Kill Myself
Rocket Man (I Think It’s Going To Be A Long Long Time)
I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore
(Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds- Into My Arms)