<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:49:34.622Z</updated><category term='clichés em potência'/><category term='Grooves de sempre'/><category term='ou Lavoisier'/><category term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><category term='Romagens'/><category term='Para (ou)ver e (sent)ir'/><category term='bandas-que-não-são-joy-division-mas-que-podiam-mais-ou-menos-ser'/><category term='são de Nova Iorque. Já acreditas que são boas?'/><category term='Se dúvidas houvessem'/><category term='a melhor criação portuguesa para espectáculo musical'/><category term='mete-discos'/><category term='DAMAS'/><category term='santos da casa'/><category term='Celebrações'/><category term='festivais da terrinha'/><category term='mulherio'/><category term='on the road'/><category term='bandas-que-podiam-ter-sido-pais-dos-joy-divison--mas-não-são-e-um-grande-bem-haja-por-isso-mesmo-e-o-david-lynch-é-fã-deles-de-certo'/><title type='text'>vinycios</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, never mind. We are ugly but we have the music.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3513087983686012309</id><published>2008-11-14T21:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:28:33.480Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='são de Nova Iorque. Já acreditas que são boas?'/><title type='text'>always a good reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para voltar &lt;a href="http://noiseswilldance.net/2008/11/12/5-grandes-noticias/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://A3F87337-654B-4B70-AD3C-0F4CCF996987/161445__strokes_l.jpg" alt="161445__strokes_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Entrarán al estudio en febrero del próximo año&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de una ausencia de 3 años, el grupo neoyorquino The Strokes planea reunirse en febrero próximo para empezar a componer lo que sería su cuarto álbum de estudio."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3513087983686012309?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3513087983686012309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3513087983686012309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3513087983686012309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3513087983686012309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/11/always-good-reason.html' title='always a good reason'/><author><name>mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15086702022369879938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2066908808147756793</id><published>2008-07-02T11:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:12:39.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>e mais isto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGtS0vYPVjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0o5iQSEHvv0/s1600-h/a+perfect+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 205px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGtS0vYPVjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0o5iQSEHvv0/s200/a+perfect+place.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218355659263661618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já cá canta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* edição especial 2 discos - filme(curta de 25 min) + banda sonora original :&lt;br /&gt;2008 Fantoma/ipecac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2066908808147756793?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2066908808147756793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2066908808147756793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2066908808147756793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2066908808147756793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/07/e-mais-isto.html' title='e mais isto'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGtS0vYPVjI/AAAAAAAAANE/0o5iQSEHvv0/s72-c/a+perfect+place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4863217726582608027</id><published>2008-06-25T13:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T13:42:42.738+01:00</updated><title type='text'>é por isto e por aquilo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Q3-lgDNOru0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Q3-lgDNOru0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*No Country for Mr Bungle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4863217726582608027?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4863217726582608027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4863217726582608027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4863217726582608027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4863217726582608027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/06/por-isto-e-por-aquilo.html' title='é por isto e por aquilo'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-198088917824377063</id><published>2008-06-24T12:51:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:06:24.451+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romagens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festivais da terrinha'/><title type='text'>it izzz a "must go"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDi7UKzlBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QD00BxaxJJE/s1600-h/fred.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDi7UKzlBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QD00BxaxJJE/s1600-h/fred.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDg73eSNLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sgPslXVf80s/s1600-h/zorn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215415687602910386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDg73eSNLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sgPslXVf80s/s400/zorn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="img_over_out(record_jazz_275,bullet_arrow_right_s);" onmouseout="img_over_out(record_jazz_275,bullet_arrow_right);" href="http://www.musica.gulbenkian.pt/cgi-bin/wnp_db_dynamic_record.pl?dn=db_jazz_em_agosto_pt&amp;amp;sn=2008&amp;amp;orn=275"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;John Zorn &amp;amp; Fred Frith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDi7UKzlBI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QD00BxaxJJE/s1600-h/fred.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(EUA, Reino Unido)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;John Zorn (sax alto), Fred Frith (guitarra eléctrica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jazz em Agosto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Gulbenkian &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215416770765429762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDh66kWnAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/BdB2s4uMj0Q/s200/jazz+em+agosto.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="img_over_out(record_jazz_275,bullet_arrow_right_s);" onmouseout="img_over_out(record_jazz_275,bullet_arrow_right);" href="http://www.musica.gulbenkian.pt/cgi-bin/wnp_db_dynamic_record.pl?dn=db_jazz_em_agosto_pt&amp;amp;sn=2008&amp;amp;orn=275"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Domingo, &lt;strong&gt;3 Ago&lt;/strong&gt; 2008, &lt;strong&gt;21:30&lt;/strong&gt; - Anfiteatro ao Ar Livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zás trás, firiu-fuiriuiu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-198088917824377063?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/198088917824377063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=198088917824377063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/198088917824377063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/198088917824377063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-izzz-must-go.html' title='it izzz a &quot;must go&quot;'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SGDg73eSNLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/sgPslXVf80s/s72-c/zorn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1258422170670137562</id><published>2008-05-28T18:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T19:02:09.728+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>Vamos arejar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SD2dEer2nzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Hems96onLaw/s1600-h/nelson%2Bcascais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SD2dEer2nzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Hems96onLaw/s320/nelson%2Bcascais.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205489444592197426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O novo Quinteto do Sr &lt;a href="http://www.nelsoncascais.net/live/"&gt;Cascais&lt;/a&gt; vai ter novo disco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SD2c3-r2nyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A8_5eFMGL40/s1600-h/m_367d2b93e08aeef4d1cae5097387c8b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SD2c3-r2nyI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A8_5eFMGL40/s320/m_367d2b93e08aeef4d1cae5097387c8b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205489229843832610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, yeah! aguardamos noticias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1258422170670137562?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1258422170670137562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1258422170670137562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1258422170670137562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1258422170670137562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/05/vamos-arejar.html' title='Vamos arejar'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SD2dEer2nzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Hems96onLaw/s72-c/nelson%2Bcascais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1166051328583028527</id><published>2008-05-20T13:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:23:33.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a melhor criação portuguesa para espectáculo musical'/><title type='text'>finalmente, zé!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SDLBtKf5CGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/rlJEU1GUYLU/s1600-h/adufe+0.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202433501222733922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SDLBtKf5CGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/rlJEU1GUYLU/s320/adufe+0.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://novascenas.pt/adufe/"&gt;"O adufe",&lt;/a&gt; vai voltar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1166051328583028527?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1166051328583028527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1166051328583028527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1166051328583028527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1166051328583028527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/05/finalmente-z.html' title='finalmente, zé!'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/SDLBtKf5CGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/rlJEU1GUYLU/s72-c/adufe+0.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7858138279740190488</id><published>2008-04-11T13:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:10:14.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>excertos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/JjRtBXMoYJ0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/JjRtBXMoYJ0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;os últimos 32 compassos deste tema, e só(que serão, na verdadinha, 34 e/ou 35). &lt;br /&gt;É a dream team omar hakim, kenny kirkland e o marsalis(filho). &lt;br /&gt;De resto, o Bring on the Night(live 1985-1985) é um grande registo (e) histórico que vale pelo resultado do colectivo "la créme de la créme des musiciens"(daquele período e movimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está em CD, muito mal tratado pelo xarilinha. Encontrei-o a servir de afagador...enfim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7858138279740190488?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7858138279740190488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7858138279740190488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7858138279740190488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7858138279740190488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/04/excertos.html' title='excertos'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2134454586449629861</id><published>2008-04-02T18:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:49:59.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Históricos - quem tira vai p´ró inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/A_Et2YsI1_I' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/A_Et2YsI1_I'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;venho aqui fazer um pedido...&lt;br /&gt;A quem deu um sumiço na minha única cópia de um dos poucos originais em vinil que existe neste nosso Portugal(uma cortesia do Sr Raul Calado) - FAXAVOR de a devolver!!!!  (acho que foste tu,João Paiva!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Folk Songs from the World with Harry Belafonte and Miriam Makeba-Odetta "&lt;br /&gt;1 One more dance&lt;br /&gt;2 Hene ma Tov&lt;br /&gt;3 A Hole in the Bucket&lt;br /&gt;4 I know where I'm going &lt;br /&gt;5 The click song&lt;br /&gt;6 La bamba &lt;br /&gt;7 Chickens &lt;br /&gt;8 Old King Cole &lt;br /&gt;9 I've been driving on bald mountain/Water boy &lt;br /&gt;10 Vaichazkem &lt;br /&gt;11 Suzanne 	&lt;br /&gt;12 Didn't it rain 	&lt;br /&gt;13 The red rosy bush (american mountain love song)&lt;br /&gt;14 A little lyric of great importance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Harry belafonte-Odetta - There is a hole in the bucket&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2134454586449629861?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2134454586449629861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2134454586449629861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2134454586449629861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2134454586449629861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/04/histricos-quem-tira-vai-pr-inferno.html' title='Históricos - quem tira vai p´ró inferno'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4674059001121593247</id><published>2008-03-30T11:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:15:24.915+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Se dúvidas houvessem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romagens'/><title type='text'>relatos(27 de março). vinycios no coliseu</title><content type='html'>Mais Geoff Barrow (finalmente!)&lt;br /&gt;Beth Gibbons sem cigarros (awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;"Machine Gunn" esteve mui bem, pois claro; "we care on" esteve ainda melhor, by far.&lt;br /&gt;O "Third"-maiselectrónica-maisgrizo- maisgeoffbarrowlimpinho, resulta muito bem on stage e habilita-se a ser um grande disco(quem quiser pode pedir, zapedmamma tem); um gigante passo relativamente a um passado distante (esperemos, cada vez mais). é ar novo a circular. e, sim, tem dinâmica(e 'inda bem). e é maisgeoffbarow.e é maisgeoffbarrow. GeoffBarrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já fazia algum tempo que não ia a um concerto com uma iluminação-não-armada-em-rainha-da-noite e sem grandes ocorrências técnicas. Aqui ficam os agradecimentos à equipe técnica pelo bom gosto e operacionalidade impecavel. Muito confortavel, gracias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GeoffBarrow, patron!Firuuufiriuiuuuu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obrigada, sofia e luis(miudos muita nice)pela surpresa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4674059001121593247?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4674059001121593247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4674059001121593247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4674059001121593247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4674059001121593247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/relatos27-de-maro-vinycios-no-coliseu.html' title='relatos(27 de março). vinycios no coliseu'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3966698795995515443</id><published>2008-03-27T06:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T06:41:53.351Z</updated><title type='text'>sing along!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/-svYCTvolHE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-svYCTvolHE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esta saudação a Duke Ellington, (original de 1976, incluído no "songs in the key of life", eu tenho-o no duplo ao vivo "natural wonder" ), faz agora 31 anos que esteve 3 semanas  no Billboard Hot 100 como top. Os tops são, aliás, apanágio do Senhor Maravilha. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje apetece-me celebrá-los - o "the" duke  e o stevie num dois-em-um.&lt;br /&gt; Stevie Wonder "Sir Duke"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3966698795995515443?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3966698795995515443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3966698795995515443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3966698795995515443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3966698795995515443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/sing-along_27.html' title='sing along!'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-72843677889951433</id><published>2008-03-20T13:53:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:44:34.014Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para (ou)ver e (sent)ir'/><title type='text'>once, twice, three times,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R-JyOa5YzFI/AAAAAAAAAME/sSxq-jX-Ac0/s1600-h/steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179828113493249106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R-JyOa5YzFI/AAAAAAAAAME/sSxq-jX-Ac0/s320/steps.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Julian Argüelles Quartet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Julian Argüelles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; sax tenor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bernardo Sassetti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bernardo Moreira &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ctb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alexandre Frazão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma formação de sonho, hoje,amanhã e depois &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no sexagenário &lt;strong&gt;Hot Club de Portugal - Instituição de Utilidade Publica&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;às 23h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julian é absolutamente encantador, sobretudo, quando o ouvimos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O último trabalho de Julian foi editado pela &lt;em&gt;basho&lt;/em&gt;, uma gravação de 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Partita&lt;/em&gt; para trio, com os Srs Michael Formanek(clap,clap,clap) e Tom Rainey, valeu um &lt;em&gt;jazz album of the year(2006) &lt;/em&gt;pela&lt;em&gt; Metro.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179824205073009682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R-Juq65YzBI/AAAAAAAAALk/7sk2R8SPgQM/s320/partita.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Sabemos que, entretanto, estará a preparar um album a solo. Aguardamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outros trabalhos seus foram galardoados pela critica, imprensa escrita e &lt;em&gt;radiofónica.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas não vamos aqui maçar-vos com este palear aborrecido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e, pior, trivialmente enfastiante e redutor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o melhor é mesmo ir (ou)vê-lo, at least, once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-72843677889951433?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/72843677889951433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=72843677889951433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/72843677889951433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/72843677889951433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/once-twice-three-times.html' title='once, twice, three times,,,'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R-JyOa5YzFI/AAAAAAAAAME/sSxq-jX-Ac0/s72-c/steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8567835762589501387</id><published>2008-03-17T15:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:30:47.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Sociedade Filarmónica Humanitária - PALMELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/tRQqVtmy6_0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/tRQqVtmy6_0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque o local(SFH) faz todo o sentido, no Sábado fomos a Palmela (ou)vê-los, no "Março a Partir"!&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos problemas de som de palco e FOH, que retiram muito aos electrizantes diálogos-multiplos-polimelódicos-poliritmicos que lhes conhecemos, valeu bem a pena. Vale sempre a pena quando a festa é da BOA. O colectivo LUME é, ele próprio, uma festa-surpreendente-eme(u)rgente-refrescante, um verdadeiro Compal 120db!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não estva lá o Yuri Daniel , mas sim o Miguel Amado(não se perdeu nada. FAUSTO!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Não estava lá o João Moreira, estava o Gonçalo Marques's trompete psicadélico, uêbah! &lt;br /&gt;Não percam estes Srs da (ou)vista, faxavor.&lt;br /&gt;*Lisbon Underground Music Ensemble - Free Style Boogie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8567835762589501387?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8567835762589501387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8567835762589501387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8567835762589501387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8567835762589501387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/sociedade-filarmnica-humanitria-palmela.html' title='Sociedade Filarmónica Humanitária - PALMELA'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-999311428046285741</id><published>2008-03-13T22:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:11:49.640Z</updated><title type='text'>É assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/cu1b5tgoQ-8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/cu1b5tgoQ-8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agora que é oficial, podemos falar da cousa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Salgueiro abandonou os Gaiteiros de Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;Já sabemos quem o vai substituir mas não estamos autorizados a divulgar, yet. Adiantamos que é uma muito boa, mais que justa, opção. A certa e, digamos, óbvia(estamos a pontos de tudo dizer, enfim).&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos que continuem a convocar, tão bem, o Paulo Charneca como convidado aqui e além. E, aqui e além, é sempre um gosto, Paulinho. Bem regressado a Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;Desejamos longa vida á melhor banda/agrupamento/conjunto musical português que, apesar do mau ou ausente trato que este país lhes dedica(e isto é qualquer coisa de incontornável neste mesmo país), são quem (ainda)(e)leva a Musica Tradicional Portuguesa ao escalão de Popular e fazem-no com uma imensa e contagiante alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Um grande bem haja, Gaiteiros. E saudinha, da Boa; eis o que, esta vossa amiga, vos deseja, todos os dias das nossas vidas.&lt;br /&gt;(compadre calado, estás a fazer história, homem!as miudas adoram!beijos ao bé(que é um mini bebé de percentil 90)xavier, à nini e comadre noi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-999311428046285741?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/999311428046285741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=999311428046285741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/999311428046285741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/999311428046285741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/assim_13.html' title='É assim'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4526776778051677364</id><published>2008-03-07T12:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:11:33.332Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ou Lavoisier'/><title type='text'>nada se perde/ nada se cria/ tudo se transforma. amén</title><content type='html'>Este é o último album da Senhora que parece ter encarnado o espirito &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanita Tikaram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(lembrai-vos dela?).&lt;br /&gt;Se nos dermos ao trabalho de cruzar cronologias, podemos observar que é mais ao menos quando uma emerge que a outra submerge(ou vice-versa). Não há coincidências. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R9E6Fh_BdNI/AAAAAAAAALc/0Tdul4Hu1F8/s1600-h/lizz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174981313521874130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R9E6Fh_BdNI/AAAAAAAAALc/0Tdul4Hu1F8/s400/lizz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lizzwright.net/releases/release.aspx?pid=11791"&gt;My heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; é o 1º single. podeis ver o video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CskQ6M8hQyw&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4526776778051677364?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4526776778051677364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4526776778051677364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4526776778051677364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4526776778051677364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/nada-se-perde-nada-se-cria-tudo-se.html' title='nada se perde/ nada se cria/ tudo se transforma. amén'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R9E6Fh_BdNI/AAAAAAAAALc/0Tdul4Hu1F8/s72-c/lizz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7067647650194038142</id><published>2008-03-04T13:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:16:33.432Z</updated><title type='text'>Revelação 2007 - Os Eleitos </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/IpGp-22t0lU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/IpGp-22t0lU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estes Senhores revolveram o ano que passou e não será um acaso. O Mirrored, agraciado com o  selo Warp Records, é prova daquilo que é possível quando a aritmética se coloca ao serviço do Engenho human(izad)o, e o grizo libertado pelo improviso.&lt;br /&gt;Os pesos pesados que formam os Battles&lt;br /&gt;John Stanier (bateria)- Helmet e Tomahawk &lt;br /&gt;Iam Williams (guitarra e teclados/synth)Don Caballero&lt;br /&gt;Dave Konopka (guitarra e baixo)- Lynx&lt;br /&gt;Tyondai Braxton (vocais, guitarra e teclados/synth)-Bom, é filho do  Sr Anthony Braxton.&lt;br /&gt;nas datas para a tour Europeia não consta PT, é pena.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7067647650194038142?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7067647650194038142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7067647650194038142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7067647650194038142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7067647650194038142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/03/revelao-2007-os-eleitos.html' title='Revelação 2007 - Os Eleitos '/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1739159315184913870</id><published>2008-02-21T13:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:04:08.594Z</updated><title type='text'>Galinhas depenadas de todo o mundo, uni-vos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6snlTjML_Gk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6snlTjML_Gk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe i should go to Ugatan, &lt;br /&gt;woman´s a woman, man´s a man.&lt;br /&gt;where no one´s confused, ever loses place&lt;br /&gt;with their place in the human race.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1739159315184913870?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1739159315184913870/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-5803227802651050487</id><published>2008-02-18T11:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:02:20.544Z</updated><title type='text'>È un macaco senza storia</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUIeTJ3h_L0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUIeTJ3h_L0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Conte / &lt;em&gt;Sparring partner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-5803227802651050487?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/5803227802651050487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=5803227802651050487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5803227802651050487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5803227802651050487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/02/un-macaco-senza-storia.html' title='È un macaco senza storia'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2439325831705754756</id><published>2008-02-06T16:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-06T16:41:37.948Z</updated><title type='text'>Pai Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/kV1SVBQaoCM" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/kV1SVBQaoCM" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aquando da vinda do Chick Corea a Portugal, moi même solicitou à Mandrake que, ao invés, trouxesse o Arquitecto Vocal. Moi Même solicitou e Mandrake acedeu.&lt;br /&gt;Se, ao menos, fosse tudo tão simples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que é a 12 de Maio no coliseu e não me atrevo a apontar valores de ingressos...Mas é para não perder.&lt;br /&gt;*Bobby McFerrin - Thinkin' About Your Body (Live)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2439325831705754756?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2439325831705754756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2439325831705754756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2439325831705754756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2439325831705754756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/02/bobby-mcferrin-thinkin-about-your-body.html' title='Pai Natal'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6356248288647349491</id><published>2008-01-16T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:39:44.813Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para (ou)ver e (sent)ir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mete-discos'/><title type='text'>Mãe Filarmónica</title><content type='html'>Cortezia da Srª Olga Carneiro, recebemos  o "Postcard Brass Band", editado pela &lt;a href="http://www.loft-prj.co.jp/record/pro.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;loft records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Os Postcard Brass Band&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; assentam numa agitada energia de um naipe de mui Nobres Músicos que, na tradição do dixieland de New Orleans (ele próprio uma manifestação cultural libertadora) nos puseram a dançar, ali mesmo, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no Gabinete!(&lt;/span&gt;esse&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; espaço opressor)!&lt;/span&gt;. estamos de curiosidade aguçada. queremos (ou)ver ao vivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R45lNsm1AbI/AAAAAAAAALU/4Rimv8o-Rz0/s1600-h/postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R45lNsm1AbI/AAAAAAAAALU/4Rimv8o-Rz0/s320/postcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156169909372518834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sérgio Carolino&lt;/span&gt;- Sousafone (que é, basicamente, uma tuba que serpenteia em torno do instrumentista, o que a torna mais fácil de transportar)&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;European Tuba Trio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TGB&lt;/span&gt;, tuba principal da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Orquestra Nacional do Porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; fundador do grupo de Dixieland &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Estardalhaço da Geringonça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; em permanente actividade enquanto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Artista Yamaha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span&gt;Em 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;distinguido com o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prémio Carlos Paredes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;). [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Stop me, please. sou fã. Digam lá o que quiserem do Sr.. Eu não quero saber. Não quero.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mário Marques&lt;/span&gt;- Saxofone Soprano (o "gravador")&lt;br /&gt;(Quarteto Saxofínia,Big Band Hot clube de Portugal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ruben Santos&lt;/span&gt;- Trombone(este Sr faz festa!)&lt;br /&gt;(Massimo Cavalli Quintet, Ala dos Namorados [enfim, bafth...])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Lauren&lt;/span&gt;- bateria(um dos fundadores da &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drummers Collective(oh yeah)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postcard Brass Band, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uma espéce de &lt;/span&gt;postal-animado-da-música-do-Mundo, bem compacto e consistente. Uma festa facilmente transportável...assim como o  sousafone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mãe Filarmónica continua a prover a democratização da música... para quem a faz e quem a ouve. Brindemos à sua perpétua saúde institucional!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6356248288647349491?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6356248288647349491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6356248288647349491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6356248288647349491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6356248288647349491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-filarmnica.html' title='Mãe Filarmónica'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R45lNsm1AbI/AAAAAAAAALU/4Rimv8o-Rz0/s72-c/postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3727549400055102561</id><published>2008-01-14T16:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:57:09.935Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulherio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><title type='text'>há coisas nos que ficam... p'ra sempre.</title><content type='html'>Foi um parto dificil. Atravessou várias formações e, até, o nascimento de uma criança.(Coisa comum num colectivo feminino). À chegada, como na partida, Mónica Rocha e Sara Jónatas, mulheres graciosas com o "tempo" nas palmas das mãos e o timbre da "Farol" no pódio. &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155369486382334306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4uNO8m1AWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3EZYc7SKVwg/s200/QLIvS3920541-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria-Café, temas livres e leves, mas, sobretudo descomprometidos, num escaparate perto de si.&lt;br /&gt;01. Tempo perguntou ao tempo&lt;br /&gt;02. Mãos de calor&lt;br /&gt;03. Surdim&lt;br /&gt;04. Molhar o pé&lt;br /&gt;05. Domingão / niará &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4uPb8m1AYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pGGccPh9chs/s1600-h/tucanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Peruano&lt;br /&gt;07. Tucana&lt;br /&gt;08. Amor és&lt;br /&gt;09. Africca&lt;br /&gt;10. Lócus&lt;br /&gt;11. Dacanas&lt;br /&gt;12. Fusão&lt;br /&gt;13. Djidji&lt;br /&gt;14. Peruano feat. Kumpania Algazarra&lt;br /&gt;15. Estruturas Primavera&lt;br /&gt;16. Kazoo&lt;br /&gt;17. Faixa multimédia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Tucanas&lt;/strong&gt;(por ordem alfabética): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana Cláudia Gonçalves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4uRysm1AaI/AAAAAAAAALM/UBmw1MSv_rg/s1600-h/tucanas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155374498609168802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4uRysm1AaI/AAAAAAAAALM/UBmw1MSv_rg/s320/tucanas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catarina Ribeiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Henriques &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mónica Rocha&lt;/strong&gt; (beijos mil, frucotucopácom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara Jónatas&lt;/strong&gt; (beijos mil e ao Tomé, tupáquém-tupá-tutupacom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tucanas.com/"&gt;http://www.tucanas.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/tucanas"&gt;www.myspace.com/tucanas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saudades da nossa leveza. Parabéns, grandes teimosas. Firiuuuuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3727549400055102561?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3727549400055102561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3727549400055102561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3727549400055102561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3727549400055102561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/01/h-coisas-nos-que-ficam-pra-sempre.html' title='há coisas nos que ficam... p&apos;ra sempre.'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4uNO8m1AWI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3EZYc7SKVwg/s72-c/QLIvS3920541-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8801553126606457353</id><published>2008-01-14T13:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:29:58.447Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grooves de sempre'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tjsMm1AVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WwAlbj3wG4k/s1600-h/par.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155323809405141330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tjsMm1AVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WwAlbj3wG4k/s320/par.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estava lá toda a gente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8801553126606457353?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8801553126606457353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8801553126606457353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8801553126606457353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8801553126606457353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/01/estava-l-toda-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tjsMm1AVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WwAlbj3wG4k/s72-c/par.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-901187120426261747</id><published>2008-01-14T13:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:28:11.381Z</updated><title type='text'>Festas totais - Grooves de sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/UypeE3zTwBs' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/UypeE3zTwBs'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eram dezenas em palco a fazer História. No meu leitor no FDS que passou&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-901187120426261747?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/901187120426261747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=901187120426261747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/901187120426261747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/901187120426261747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/01/festas-totais-grooves-de-sempre.html' title='Festas totais - Grooves de sempre'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1759455319231916309</id><published>2008-01-14T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:56:22.159Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Para (ou)ver e (sent)ir'/><title type='text'>reencontros e velhos pedaços novos despedaçados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tTE8m1AQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BHRISqSHQeE/s1600-h/CAPA_peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155305542909231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tTE8m1AQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BHRISqSHQeE/s400/CAPA_peq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ópera "CRIOULO"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lisboa, 4 de Abril de 2008 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Estreia)Grande Auditório, Centro Cultura de Belém&lt;br /&gt;Direcção artística: António Tavares&lt;br /&gt;Composição musical: Vasco Martins&lt;br /&gt;Direcção musical: Maestro Pedro Neves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Crioulo” é um espectáculo pluridisciplinar, de dimensão operática (música, dança). Toma como mote a génese de Cabo Verde e a idiossincrasia do seu povo como meio para abordar temáticas, passadas e actuais, de escravatura, comércio e migração de pessoas, enquadradas numa dicotomia Europa-África, de onde se ressalta o fosso marcante entre estas duas grandes massas socio-culturais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E é o reencontro entre o encantador Vasco Martins e o belissimo António (Tony) Tavares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num tempo já distante (e distante ,sobretudo, no entendimento que actualmente tenho da "dicotomia" acima), tive a oportunidade de me encontrar a trabalhar com estes dois senhores. Duas almas grandes demais para caberem neste "enclave". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tVZcm1ASI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wYNKDbqs5PU/s1600-h/vmcompositor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155308094119805218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tVZcm1ASI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wYNKDbqs5PU/s200/vmcompositor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compositor, pianista e poeta, &lt;strong&gt;Vasco Martins&lt;/strong&gt; nasceu em Portugal, filho pai cabo-verdiano e mãe portuguesa. Aos nove anos viaja para S.Vicente, em Cabo-Verde, juntando-se á família paterna. É onde até agora vive e cria a sua obra musical.&lt;br /&gt;Estudou em Portugal com o compositor Fernando Lopes Graça e em França com o compositor e chefe de orquestra Henri-Claude Fantapié.&lt;br /&gt;De retorno a Cabo-Verde, compõe a suite sinfónica 'Danças de Câncer’ para orquestra sinfónica e escreveu a série das &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vascomartins.com/sinfonias.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oito sinfonias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; que&lt;/em&gt; constituem a essência da sua obra musical.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tVo8m1ATI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AIFPhzgWvR0/s1600-h/antonio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155308360407777586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="279" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tVo8m1ATI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/AIFPhzgWvR0/s320/antonio.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi em Cabo Verde, mais exactamente em São Vicente (sua ilha natal) que &lt;strong&gt;António Tavares&lt;/strong&gt; iniciou o seu trabalho na área da dança, como bailarino do grupo Mindel Stars. Com este grupo faz a sua primeira digressão internacional em 1986, passando pela Holanda, Senegal, França e Macau.Em 1991 funda os grupos Crêtcheu e Compasso Pilon, desenvolvendo um trabalho de pesquisa sobre a dança africana e, principalmente, as danças tradicionais cabo-verdianas.Pouco depois, recebe uma bolsa de estudo do Atelier Mar (Cabo Verde) e vem para Portugal, onde estuda na Escola Superior de Dança e na Escola de Artes e Ofícios do Espectáculo, onde acaba também por leccionar.Além de trabalhar com importantes coreógrafos portugueses - entre outros, com Olga Roriz, Aldara Bizarro, Francisco Camacho, Rui Nunes e José Laginha - desenvolve ao mesmo tempo os seus próprios trabalhos como coreógrafo e bailarino, seguindo uma linha de criação que se poderia designar por afro-contemporânea.Participou, como bailarino, coreógrafo ou como autor, em projectos como: "Mostra Papel di Foto", "A Ilha", "Clan-Destinos", "Fou-Naná" (espectáculo a convite do Centro Cultural de Belém-1997 apresentado em Portugal e no estrangeiro), "SOBREtudo" (uma produção do festival internacional de dança contemporânea Danças na Cidade’97), "Danças de Câncer" (uma co-produção Portugal/Cabo Verde, com música original de Vasco Martins (1999), "Caminho Longe" (apresentado no New Jersey Performing Art Center - Nova York), "Crash Landing@Lisboa" (apresentado no Bates Dance Festival), coreografou o espectáculo multimédia “Blimundo”, do cineasta caboverdiano Leão Lopes, "Diálogo de Kissanges", "Spidaranha", "K'mê Deus" (2003), " White Noise" (Gulbenkian, 2005), "Some Voices" (Bélgica 2005), "L' Abbandono al Tempo" (Bélgica, 2006).LTem dinamizado workshops de Dança Africana e Movimento e colaborado em inúmeros projectos pedagógicos e de animação em diversas escolas do país.Na área da música desenvolve também um trabalho continuado enquanto percussionista , trabalhando, entre outros, com Victor Gama (Projecto Pangeia/Kissanges), e com grupos de baile de novas tendências da música tradicional cabo-verdiana Sossabe e Trio Fou-nana. A sua área de acção abrange um espectro alargado de actividades em fusão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1759455319231916309?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1759455319231916309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1759455319231916309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1759455319231916309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1759455319231916309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2008/01/reencontros-e-velhos-pedaos-novos.html' title='reencontros e velhos pedaços novos despedaçados'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R4tTE8m1AQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BHRISqSHQeE/s72-c/CAPA_peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-651108097891736134</id><published>2008-01-11T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:03:25.709Z</updated><title type='text'>Vinycios na Radar</title><content type='html'>A "hora do bolo" do próximo sábado é nossa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A playlist é de Junho de 2007. Tivesse sido feita hoje, seria radicalmente diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São estas as fatias do bolo electrónico das 17 horas do dia 12 de Janeiro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deck the House - Akufen  [My Way]&lt;br /&gt;An Open Letter to NYC - Beastie Boys  [To the 5 Boroughs]&lt;br /&gt;Summer's Here - Magnus [Body Gave You Everything]&lt;br /&gt;Boomerang 2005 (Comme un boomerang) - Gonzalez, Feist &amp; Dani  [Monsieur Gainsbourg Revisited]&lt;br /&gt;Analyse - Thom Yorke [The Eraser]&lt;br /&gt;Burn Out - The Cinematic Orchestra [Every Day]&lt;br /&gt;C.Y - Mugison [Lonely Mountain]&lt;br /&gt;Rainbowarriors - CocoRosie [The adventures of ghosthorse and stillborn]&lt;br /&gt;El Viaje - 4Hero [Astor Piazzolla remixed]&lt;br /&gt;Minimalistico - 8Doogymoto [Minimalistico]&lt;br /&gt;The end of the beginning - God is an Astronaut [The end of the beginning]&lt;br /&gt;The Ballad of Red Buckets - Yo la Tengo [Electr-O-Pura]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7507073383801249778</id><published>2007-12-19T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:26:27.542Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><title type='text'>desconexo mas uma coisa levou a outra.</title><content type='html'>Já, com certeza, escutaram na rádio, o dueto Ben Harper-Vanessa da Mata. Há qualquer coisa de Carlos Tê - Rui Veloso, naquele tema. O Quê? A métrica impossível, pois claro!&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta: será que o Ben harper entende aquilo que está a cantar, ou sentir-se-á (ele) uma espéce de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;homem-de-neandertal&lt;/span&gt;, ou mesmo o meu ex-marido a tentar comunicar com o jovem de leste que lhe aparou o relvado do jardim da mansão que ele gostaria de ter tido? a mesmíssima pergunta se poderia fazer, por seu lado, a Rui Veloso e Carlos Tê. Ou será que eles se dão bem porque , simplesmente, não se entendem?&lt;br /&gt;Em ambos os casos(ignorem o do ex-marido), não se trata de uma forma de expressão artística, ou exercício de estilo deliberadamente e/ou pretensamente inovador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quem leve o assunto a sério. Partilho convosco este texto do Caríssimo Gigante-Pedro Moreira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="post-title"&gt;O Erro de Dom Afonso Henriques e A Prosódia na Música  Portuguesa &lt;/h3&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="post-body"&gt; &lt;div&gt; Prosódia: "pronúncia regular das palavras em  harmonia com a acentuação."&lt;br /&gt;in Cândido de Figueiredo, Grande Dicionário da  Língua Portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundam na música portuguesa exemplos em que a letra é  atropelada pela música dando origem a erros na métrica do texto. Habituá-mo-nos  a cantar e a ouvir "pássaro ferid&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ú&lt;/span&gt; na  asa" e "houve alegria e foguet&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;s no ar"  com toda a naturalidade. Claro que isso se deve à importação acrítica de modelos  anglo-saxónicos de formas musicais aplicadas à nossa língua, sem ter em conta  que o português tem características próprias, que deviam ser postas em evidência  em vez de reprimidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maior parte das palavras portuguesas têm uma  acentuação na penúltima sílaba, e não na última como seria mais conveniente em  música de influência anglo-saxónica. Para além disso, e ao contrário do  português do Brasil, onde todas as sílabas têm valor, em Portugal quase que se  omitem as sílabas fracas, num efeito parecido com aquilo a que os músicos de  Jazz chamam "ghost-note". Isto levanta um desafio maior para quem escreve música  vocal no nosso país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que teremos que aceitar estes sucessivos  atentados à prosódia nacional com resignação? A resposta tem de ser preocupante  uma vez que somos talvez o único país em que duas das mais emblemáticas canções  populares, o hino nacional e o "parabéns a você" têm, desse ponto de vista,  erros claros: "ó pátria sent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;-se a voz"  no primeiro caso, e "para o m&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;nino..."  no segundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerações sucessivas de portugueses aprendem estas músicas  como se fosse a coisa mais natural do mundo cantar com textos que não encaixam  correctamente na música, ou em que somos forçados a dizer o texto  incorrectamente sem que ninguém se importe com isso (podemos sempre invocar o  facto de que o Alfredo Keil nem português era, triste sina esta!...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  verdade é que as crianças continuam a aprender músicas com letras a martelo, e a  questão é saber por quanto mais tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem isto a propósito da nova  colecção do jornal Expresso dedicada aos Reis de Portugal. Edição bonita,  ilustrada por André Letria, uma leitura pedagógica e divertida para os mais  novos. Excepto que, mais uma vez a música é muito mal tratada. Já não me refiro  ao facto de a produção musical ser extremamente limitada, com tudo ou quase tudo  ser feito em computador, em vez de ter músicos a tocar instrumentos reais. Como  habitualmente, dá-se muita importância ao aspecto gráfico e visual, escolhe-se  um nome mediático para fazer a narração, e no fim não há orçamento para uma  produção musical decente. Não quero com isto dizer que a música não tenha alguma  qualidade em termos de composição, mas a produção de facto é muito  fraca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás a letra, isoladamente, também seria possível. O problema é  quando se junta essa letra à música. E de facto seria difícil encontrar exemplo  mais representativo de má prosódia: em quase todos os versos há um erro. Ou seja  a pronúncia não está em harmonia com a acentuação. Neste momento talvez centenas  ou mesmo milhares de crianças estejam a aprender aquelas músicas e letras  perante o olhar comovido dos pais. Mas será que os pais as ouvem  mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste primeiro volume dedicado a Dom Afonso Henriques somos de  facto levados a pensar o que teria acontecido caso ele não tivesse feito frente  à sua mãe. Ainda estão por estudar as consequências do ponto de vista  psicanalítico de um país ter visto a sua origem num matricídio (num sentido  figurado, claro), mas isto constitui de facto uma originalidade  lusitana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não tivéssemos expulsado do território uma civilização  brilhante, com grandes poetas e músicos, talvez fôssemos galegos, castelhanos,  espanhóis ou mesmo muçulmanos, mas, quem sabe, talvez tratássemos melhor a nossa  música vocal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez não. Em todo o caso, é feio bater na mãe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Pedro Moreira, Música das Esferas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7507073383801249778?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7507073383801249778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7507073383801249778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7507073383801249778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7507073383801249778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/12/desconexo-mas-uma-coisa-levou-outra.html' title='desconexo mas uma coisa levou a outra.'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8711215175726412308</id><published>2007-12-12T11:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:34:56.101Z</updated><title type='text'>estes tipos (e tipas) são demais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/o2bqsWU1R3k' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/o2bqsWU1R3k'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Architecture in Helsinki - Heart it Races (do fenomenal Places like This)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8711215175726412308?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8711215175726412308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8711215175726412308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8711215175726412308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8711215175726412308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/12/estes-tipos-e-tipas-so-demais.html' title='estes tipos (e tipas) são demais'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7222068929910205834</id><published>2007-12-08T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-08T13:11:54.065Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>FW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisbon Underground Music Ensemble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141588252359213858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1qXRjMxQyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jV7DphCtRqA/s400/LUME%2520%2528prova%2520de%2520contacto%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CASINO de LISBOA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Domingo, 9 de Dezembro - 23h00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entrada Livre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marco Barroso&lt;/strong&gt; (piano, direcção e composição)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manuel Luís Cochofel (flauta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paulo Gaspar (clarinete)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jorge Reis&lt;/strong&gt;, João Pedro Silva, José Menezes, Elmano Coelho (saxofones)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jorge Almeida, Pedro Monteiro, Gonçalo Marques (trompetes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eduardo Lála, Ruben Santos&lt;/strong&gt;, Pedro Canhoto (trombones)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miguel Amado(&lt;/strong&gt;o do Fausto&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; [onde anda o yuri daniel?!](baixo eléctrico, contrabaixo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pedro Silva (bateria)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Eles Agredecem a divulgação]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Links:&lt;a href="http://lume-info.blogspot.com/2006/05/biografias.html" target="_blank"&gt;LUME Biografias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/lumebigband" target="_blank"&gt;LUME Audio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRQqVtmy6_0" target="_blank"&gt;LUME Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7222068929910205834?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7222068929910205834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7222068929910205834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7222068929910205834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7222068929910205834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/12/fw.html' title='FW'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1qXRjMxQyI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jV7DphCtRqA/s72-c/LUME%2520%2528prova%2520de%2520contacto%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1690251721764204199</id><published>2007-12-05T13:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:03:06.392Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mete-discos'/><title type='text'>Outras Rotações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1atX3pcNmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/HBasulyUrUo/s1600-h/beastie_boys_www.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140486650276361826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1atX3pcNmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/HBasulyUrUo/s400/beastie_boys_www.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shows&lt;br /&gt;The Beastie Boys Radio Show&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdays, 4 pm to 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;The Beastie Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;w0rd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://littleradio.com/shows/show/31"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140488299543803506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1au33pcNnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Yh8dP23rqmY/s400/little+radio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1690251721764204199?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1690251721764204199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1690251721764204199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1690251721764204199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1690251721764204199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/12/shows-beastie-boys-radio-show-tuesdays.html' title='Outras Rotações'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R1atX3pcNmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/HBasulyUrUo/s72-c/beastie_boys_www.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7695247161361438792</id><published>2007-11-28T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:20:16.092Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>As cores e sabores n(d)a Cidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R060ZSHRhXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2CUuPYK7UAQ/s1600-h/Lisboa+Mistura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138242571328390514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R060ZSHRhXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2CUuPYK7UAQ/s400/Lisboa%2BMistura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É a 2ª Edição de um projecto plurianual-t&lt;em&gt;rans&lt;/em&gt;-pluridisciplinar-&lt;em&gt;pluri-&lt;/em&gt;multicultural.&lt;br /&gt;Projecto que se propõe a olhar a Cidade e a debruçar-se nela por um período de 3 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Lisboa-Cidade, as Cidades em Lisboa, Lisboa nas Cidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não conto perguntar a Carlos Martins se a Lisboa que ele apresenta hoje e amanhã no São Luiz existirá, de facto, porque essa pergunta é irrelevante.[e porque ele rir-se-ia de mim...].Está bem assim, AM?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://teatrosaoluiz.egeac.pt/PortalModules/EventsProgrammingModule/Uploaded_PDFs/texto_site_20071123115919.pdf"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisboa Mistura&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;uma ideia de Carlos Martins - O "Sons da Lusofonia"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalaf, Kalaf, Kalaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá estarei na Sexta, porque hoje há novo circo na BdaB. Mas recomendo o "À Noite o Sol", pelos Negócios Estrangeiros, apartir de textos de Nuno Artur Silva(PF) e José Luis Peixoto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7695247161361438792?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7695247161361438792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7695247161361438792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7695247161361438792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7695247161361438792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-cores-e-sabores-nda-cidade.html' title='As cores e sabores n(d)a Cidade'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R060ZSHRhXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/2CUuPYK7UAQ/s72-c/Lisboa%2BMistura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3518172163694320050</id><published>2007-11-27T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-27T15:46:52.163Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandas-que-podiam-ter-sido-pais-dos-joy-divison--mas-não-são-e-um-grande-bem-haja-por-isso-mesmo-e-o-david-lynch-é-fã-deles-de-certo'/><title type='text'>FreakShow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É, com certeza, a banda mais (também na análise quantitativa) pioneira de todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;E é, com certeza, a banda mais marginal desses mesmos tempos.&lt;br /&gt;Mães do Punk, pais do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;videoclip-videostageperformance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Estão na vanguarda do uso das tecnologias ao serviço das artes performativas .&lt;br /&gt;Contam quase 40 anos a musicar e encenar estórias e estorietas. &lt;br /&gt;Este é o ultimíssimo  destes Senhores  grandes-geniais-gigantones-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pessoas-do-grizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(todos canhotos, com certeza).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0wwmyHRhWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/splssoImsYA/s1600-h/8748900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0wwmyHRhWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/splssoImsYA/s400/8748900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137534717768336738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Residents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apresentam&lt;br /&gt;Corey Rosen • Gerri Lawler • Carla Fabrizio • The Residents&lt;br /&gt;em&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Voice of Midnight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livro e musica por The Residents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produzido por The Cryptic Corporation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baseado na obra &lt;em&gt;Der Sandmann&lt;/em&gt; by ETA Hoffman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table style="width: 223px; height: 201px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="trckList"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 1 (The Sandman)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 2 (Mental Decay)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 3 (Claire's response)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 4 (In The Dark)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 5 (Professor Caligari)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 6 (The Telescope)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 7 (True Love)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 8 (Seven Cats)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 9 (Catatonia)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 10 (The Proposal)                                                                                                                  &lt;/td&gt;           &lt;/tr&gt;               &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td class="trckList"&gt;          &lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; cena 11 (The Tower) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não dão entrevistas, o que é um aborrecimento para nós, curiosos(íssimos).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3518172163694320050?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3518172163694320050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3518172163694320050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3518172163694320050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3518172163694320050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/freakshow.html' title='FreakShow'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0wwmyHRhWI/AAAAAAAAAJE/splssoImsYA/s72-c/8748900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6913126849855114453</id><published>2007-11-26T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:47:34.311Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Se dúvidas houvessem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='são de Nova Iorque. Já acreditas que são boas?'/><title type='text'>...a violent yet flammable band...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.airtist.com/_Communaute/img/profils/3061_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não ficava tão surpreendido desde os Arcade Fire.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que a amelie poulain com voz de sussuro roubou os órgãos aos Europe e multiplicou-se por três. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São três de uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/32/99/00//au-revoir-simone-0182HIGH-RESOLUTION-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre a crescer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vêm cá ao Santiago Alquimista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E Diz a RadaR que são a banda preferida do David Lynch, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/32/99/00//ARS-floracolor-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas eu acho que, quando muito, o David Lynch será o realizador preferido das Au revoir Simone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ouvir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até à OD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6913126849855114453?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6913126849855114453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6913126849855114453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6913126849855114453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6913126849855114453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/violent-yet-flammable-band.html' title='...a violent yet flammable band...'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-5321152869496306590</id><published>2007-11-21T21:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:34:04.271Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAMAS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrações'/><title type='text'>born in Yellow Springs, Ohio on November 18, 1959</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0Si0iHRhVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YZyaa8v2QFU/s1600-h/works.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0Si0iHRhVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YZyaa8v2QFU/s400/works.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135408498503419218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can be assured that Ms. Blackman will be around for a long time to come.. She is thunder. She is fire. She is energy. She is passion. She is Cindy Blackman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Talking Drum                             &lt;/span&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f4c2ff2daa14e5e8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4c2ff2daa14e5e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2595CC5EAD0E49679D5A49D3F4F97C07A19E1D9.257472F381E4080EC636D02C37F69854A2933458%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4c2ff2daa14e5e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxqVf7iDP4RU6VzOWn4K6i-onxNw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df4c2ff2daa14e5e8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331683511%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2595CC5EAD0E49679D5A49D3F4F97C07A19E1D9.257472F381E4080EC636D02C37F69854A2933458%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df4c2ff2daa14e5e8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxqVf7iDP4RU6VzOWn4K6i-onxNw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-5321152869496306590?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f4c2ff2daa14e5e8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/5321152869496306590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=5321152869496306590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5321152869496306590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5321152869496306590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/born-in-yellow-springs-ohio-on-november.html' title='born in Yellow Springs, Ohio on November 18, 1959'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/R0Si0iHRhVI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YZyaa8v2QFU/s72-c/works.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6325998008052206332</id><published>2007-11-21T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-21T20:12:00.659Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clichés em potência'/><title type='text'>#1 (porque calhou)</title><content type='html'>john legend e amy winehouse  num dueto sobre temas da diana ross (&amp;amp; the supremes), nomeadamente "reflections"(bso "china beach").&lt;br /&gt;Diana, o que é feito de ti?... amy, olha para a diana. a coisa faz-se por etapas, faxavor... john, dava para dares umas classy-dicas à amy?E, já agora, como é que fazes para ficares tão sossegadinho-sentadinho atrás do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yamaha 7' 6" Concert Collection Grand Piano&lt;/span&gt;, hum?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6325998008052206332?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6325998008052206332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6325998008052206332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6325998008052206332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6325998008052206332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-porque-calhou.html' title='#1 (porque calhou)'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8985616261753142310</id><published>2007-11-20T15:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-20T16:21:32.595Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandas-que-não-são-joy-division-mas-que-podiam-mais-ou-menos-ser'/><title type='text'>Foi assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pavilhão d'Os Belenenses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fazer um concerto neste pavilhão está bem para as turmas do secundário irem ver os Xutos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A entrada directamente para o palco, uma forma cupular estranhíssima, um pavilhão que parece que foi achatado nas pontas não é boa opção. Principalmente quando o lugar disponível é ao lado das colunas. Preferia que os senhores do Belenses continuassem a reservar o pavilhão para o futsal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Editors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Russ Leetch (baixista) é o maior. Meia branca, ar de gajo-mesmo-simpático-que-toda-a-gente-curte-e-abusa-da-boa-vontade. A melodia do mais simples e básico que há, mas é essa mesma a magia daquele baixo. Fenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tom Smith (o &lt;em&gt;renaissance&lt;/em&gt; man lá do sítio - vocalista[slash]guitarrista[slash]letrista[slash]pianista), um bocado armado em Chris Martin a saltar para cima do piano. Tem uma grande voz o senhor (só desafinou na primeira &lt;em&gt;new one&lt;/em&gt; que cantou &lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; e que por acaso não convenceu nada, nada). Mas tem uma grande voz, é muito simpático (e empático) e é bem mais giro ao vivo do que nas fotografias. E tinha uns sapatos brancos lindos de morrer. Tem uma grande voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ed Lay (baterista), irrepreensível. Ele e o baixo são os "máiores".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chris Urbanowicz (ou parecido, guitarrista), cuja indumentária não me lembro mas lembro-me que tinha um corte de cabelo giro, lá deu o ar de sua graça e a sonoridade tão característica destes britânicos que ainda bem que eu fui ao concerto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo meio: não havia necessidade nenhuma de repetirem a Smokers outside the hospital. Não precisam disso e se acham que precisam são estúpidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muito e bom The Back Room (Open your arms, munich, blood, all sparks, bullets). Do An end has a start ficou a faltar, em vez das duas smokers, uma bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Das duas &lt;em&gt;new ones,&lt;/em&gt; uma é muito boa, mas eu não sei o nome&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; A última.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A mais os sintetizadores a soarem a tirinhos da guerra das estrelas, ou do star trek ou lá o que é a fazerem &lt;em&gt;fiu-fiu-fiu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em suma: muito, muito bom. A fechar com chave de ouro: a música de saída da multidão - Rebel, Rebel, do mestre Bowie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8985616261753142310?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8985616261753142310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8985616261753142310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8985616261753142310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8985616261753142310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/foi-assim.html' title='Foi assim'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3393019546330006232</id><published>2007-11-16T12:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:28:46.074Z</updated><title type='text'>hoje também é dia de pequenos deuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz2MI2CvXfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D3yuKhI_yAs/s1600-h/TYG4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133413233846083058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz2MI2CvXfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D3yuKhI_yAs/s400/TYG4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinema São Jorge - 22h00&lt;br /&gt;THE YOUNG GODS (Suiça)&lt;br /&gt;estreia - concerto acústico&lt;br /&gt;Integrado no Festival Cosmopolis(que ainda vai contar hoje com Grand National e Colfinger e amanhã, na Music Box, com Slimmy e Pravda. Tudo em Lisboa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3393019546330006232?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3393019546330006232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3393019546330006232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3393019546330006232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3393019546330006232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoje-tambm-dia-de-pequenos-deuses.html' title='hoje também é dia de pequenos deuses'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz2MI2CvXfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/D3yuKhI_yAs/s72-c/TYG4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7722969226575685932</id><published>2007-11-16T12:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:00:11.172Z</updated><title type='text'>hoje é dia de sol-a-pino-eu-faço-uma-revolução</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ZLF6O3hO6AY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ZLF6O3hO6AY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7722969226575685932?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7722969226575685932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7722969226575685932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7722969226575685932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7722969226575685932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoje-dia-de-sol-pino-eu-fao-uma-revoluo.html' title='hoje é dia de sol-a-pino-eu-faço-uma-revolução'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7307523593827234717</id><published>2007-11-16T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T11:24:34.731Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandas-que-não-são-joy-division-mas-que-podiam-mais-ou-menos-ser'/><title type='text'>Hoje é dia de editors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz18O2CvXeI/AAAAAAAAADw/PeEqd6j6WHI/s1600-h/editors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133395744739253730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz18O2CvXeI/AAAAAAAAADw/PeEqd6j6WHI/s400/editors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz18D2CvXdI/AAAAAAAAADo/qBeSAjSvMms/s1600-h/editors.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em primeiro lugar são britânicos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em segundo lugar, quer o Back Room, quer o An End has a Start são muito bons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em terceiro lugar, sim, são posteriores aos Interpol e sim, são muito parecidos. Mas não são piores nem melhores. Ou se gosta mais ou se gosta menos. Eu gosto muito dos dois.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E sim, são um bocado feios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estarão hoje no pavilhão do Belenenses, a fazer lembrar aqueles concertos a que se vai aos 15 anos ao pavilhão municipal (sim, é azedume, preferia uma outra sala, não sou nada amiga de pavilhões).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A parte boa é que, a correr bem, virão com um grande line up a percorrer os dois albuns, e a soar aquele baixo que é a alma destes senhores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cá vos espero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7307523593827234717?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7307523593827234717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7307523593827234717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7307523593827234717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7307523593827234717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/hoje-dia-de-editors.html' title='Hoje é dia de editors'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rz18O2CvXeI/AAAAAAAAADw/PeEqd6j6WHI/s72-c/editors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-5843619388583190505</id><published>2007-11-08T00:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:30:31.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Trade the game for shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocq_noEO2uU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ocq_noEO2uU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1967/ Época do amor, da misoginia e do olhar vazio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-5843619388583190505?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/5843619388583190505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=5843619388583190505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5843619388583190505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5843619388583190505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/trade-game-for-shelter.html' title='Trade the game for shelter'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3697587025377805449</id><published>2007-11-08T00:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:20:29.772Z</updated><title type='text'>"...i´m such a little princess"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.highsoc.com/themic/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/rufus_wainwright.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus Wainwright foi magnífico.&lt;br /&gt;Um verdadeiro &lt;em&gt;storyteller&lt;/em&gt;, num esplêndido jargão amaricado nova-iorquino.&lt;br /&gt;Uma performance assombrosa, sem microfone, da música gaélica "Mo cuishle".&lt;br /&gt;Excelentes interpretações dos originais cigarettes &amp; chocolate milk, poses, rules and regulations, between my legs, i feel it all (etc.), mais as covers over the rainbow &amp; foggy day (Judy Garland).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma banda sólida e unida, com uma boa [porque esporádica] secção de metais, acompanhada de um bom guitarrista [e &lt;em&gt;music director&lt;/em&gt;], velho, velho, louro, velho e extraordinariamente competente, também a dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltou um coverzinho de Cohen aqui para o vosso amigo, desde que não fosse cantado na altura em que Rufus já se encontrava de meias negras de licra e mini-saia. &lt;br /&gt;Cohen de saia é que não.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3697587025377805449?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3697587025377805449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3697587025377805449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3697587025377805449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3697587025377805449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-such-little-princess.html' title='&quot;...i´m such a little princess&quot;'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7877391781081957407</id><published>2007-11-07T16:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:42:04.211Z</updated><title type='text'>De vez em quando há Beirut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RzHos6eXzQI/AAAAAAAAADg/xSUgVapxGVQ/s1600-h/beirut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130137308860239106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RzHos6eXzQI/AAAAAAAAADg/xSUgVapxGVQ/s320/beirut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; De vez em quando acontecem coisas assim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De vez em quando aparece um rapaz ou uma rapariga que são autênticos magos e juntam acordes em pequenas obras de arte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De vez em quando aparece um rapaz, de 21 anos, chamado Zach Condon, capaz de criar um disco que fica inevitavelmente em quem o ouve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De vez em quando aparece uma banda chamada Beirut que se eterniza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda bem que de vez em quando há Beirut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7877391781081957407?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7877391781081957407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7877391781081957407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7877391781081957407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7877391781081957407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/de-vez-em-quando-h-beirut.html' title='De vez em quando há Beirut'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RzHos6eXzQI/AAAAAAAAADg/xSUgVapxGVQ/s72-c/beirut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2637600225826710101</id><published>2007-11-06T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:39:27.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Dylan</title><content type='html'>Interviewer: &lt;em&gt;So, how many contesting songwriters like you would you say there is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan: &lt;em&gt;I´d say about 132...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: &lt;em&gt;Did you say 132?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan: &lt;em&gt;Well, between 132 and 144...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://funhouse.hautetfort.com/album/bob_dylan/cover-bob-dylan---studio--c10086117.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2637600225826710101?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2637600225826710101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2637600225826710101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2637600225826710101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2637600225826710101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/dylan.html' title='Dylan'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7685725817107090709</id><published>2007-11-06T16:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:59:39.605Z</updated><title type='text'>tarde demais para andar para atrás.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J1fUaXCmqME"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J1fUaXCmqME" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho 2 t-shirts, uma camisola, um impermeável, dois pins, vários autocolantes, 10 albuns e 4 ep´s dos NOFX. Ouvi a banda desde os 14 aos 25 e continuo a ouvi-la. &lt;br /&gt;Mais. Continuo a impingi-la e a chatear vários seres humanos com esse facto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não estou disposto a apagar a minha juventude. Felizmente tenho cabelo o suficiente para espetar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tenho bilhete e 18 de Novembro estarei lá, onde quer que aquela porcaria seja.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que a lux deixe de falar comigo durante um mês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que estejam bêbados. Espero que toquem &lt;em&gt;the decline&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7685725817107090709?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7685725817107090709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7685725817107090709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7685725817107090709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7685725817107090709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/tarde-demais-para-andar-para-atrs.html' title='tarde demais para andar para atrás.'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1770068264206960664</id><published>2007-11-06T12:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:03:52.291Z</updated><title type='text'>heart in NYC, soul in Montreal, music in Lisbon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jvqvAUqIqOU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jvqvAUqIqOU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje às 21h e picos, no Coliseu, Rufus Wainwright e as suas influências.&lt;br /&gt;Espero conseguir fazer uma crónica sobre o assunto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1770068264206960664?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1770068264206960664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1770068264206960664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1770068264206960664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1770068264206960664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/heart-in-nyc-soul-in-montreal-music-in.html' title='heart in NYC, soul in Montreal, music in Lisbon'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6009352095748183140</id><published>2007-11-03T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:21:56.789Z</updated><title type='text'>Ou(ver)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Ryx0B2eCDKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fMRkagB3Kcw/s1600-h/ClaraAndermatt_DancaramParaSempre_e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128601650818321570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Ryx0B2eCDKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fMRkagB3Kcw/s400/ClaraAndermatt_DancaramParaSempre_e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debussy pela ACCA, com o Sr António Rosado ao vivo. O desenho de luz é Carlos Ramos(director técnico da Artemrede). o palco é o do São Carlos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ACCA/Sr Rosado/Carlos Ramos é para ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6009352095748183140?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6009352095748183140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6009352095748183140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6009352095748183140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6009352095748183140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/11/ouver.html' title='Ou(ver)'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Ryx0B2eCDKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fMRkagB3Kcw/s72-c/ClaraAndermatt_DancaramParaSempre_e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8790531672140929809</id><published>2007-10-31T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:14:42.868Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mete-discos'/><title type='text'>Clássico mas fresco Compal db</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyjG4meCDJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KMBvplBwREE/s1600-h/capa_disco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyjG4meCDJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KMBvplBwREE/s400/capa_disco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127566851462794386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;No verão (que acabou, é verdade) a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tone of a Pitch&lt;/span&gt;, editora Pt que faz um notável trabalho  pela liberdade que assiste a um músico de não se fazer(obrigar a) acompanhar por carinhas-larocas-que-cantam-umas-coisas-que-outras-tantas-mil-poderiam-igualmente-e-não necessariamente-bem-ou-melhor-porque-só-assim-as-grandes-editoras-lhes-pegam-e-olhe-lá! e cujo o catálogo é francamente recomendável, lançou o último disco do guitarrista madeirense &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bruno Santos&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“TRIoANGULAR”&lt;/span&gt; conta com as participações mui distintas de Bernardo Moreira(CB), Bruno Pedroso(BAT) e Pedro Moreira(SAX) como convidado especial. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;O Bruno vai estar na &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fnac de cascais&lt;/span&gt; a apresentá-lo no próximo dia 8 às 21H30.  Vale a pena ir e vale a pena comprar o disco.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;três +1 motivos:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O disco é bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;É bom e é solido,  como o Bruno (e outros tantos da geração dele, um  grande bem haja Nelson Cascais, Nuno Ferreira, Rodrigo Gonçalves  e e tal e tal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A guitarra do Bruno tem forma e aquele  “delaysinho gostoso” embala-me com cheiros, sabores e cores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(3+1) O trio(angular)+1(espéce de trapézio)  vale por si.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8790531672140929809?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8790531672140929809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8790531672140929809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8790531672140929809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8790531672140929809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/clssico-mas-fresco.html' title='Clássico mas fresco Compal db'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyjG4meCDJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/KMBvplBwREE/s72-c/capa_disco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1051575784139731062</id><published>2007-10-31T15:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:11:26.726Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><title type='text'>declarações para memória futura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Detesto &lt;em&gt;David Fonseca&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1051575784139731062?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1051575784139731062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1051575784139731062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1051575784139731062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1051575784139731062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/declaraes-para-memria-futura.html' title='declarações para memória futura'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3029710711684616471</id><published>2007-10-29T17:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:58:10.748Z</updated><title type='text'>Piranhas na Andaluzia</title><content type='html'>Mais de 2,800 delegados, 1,400 Companhias de 90 países.&lt;br /&gt;52 Showcase envolvendo 350 artistas de 42 paises em 5 palcos. Duas duzias de Conferências. Com mais de 350 jornalistas a dar cobertura à coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126818066864409730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyYd3meCDII/AAAAAAAAAIk/Muxke8kDUAc/s400/header_womex_395x140.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 13ª edição da maior feira/expo/encontro de World Music reafirmou a profunda crise do sector e mostrou quem manda como e onde. É assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3029710711684616471?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3029710711684616471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3029710711684616471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3029710711684616471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3029710711684616471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/piranhas-na-andaluzia.html' title='Piranhas na Andaluzia'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyYd3meCDII/AAAAAAAAAIk/Muxke8kDUAc/s72-c/header_womex_395x140.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2706616578893144422</id><published>2007-10-26T14:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:00:07.510+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas que têm que ser ditas'/><title type='text'>não é vinil, mas é um vício</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RyHyVaeXzPI/AAAAAAAAADY/_kXlvvwBY0s/s1600-h/pack.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125644300622220530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RyHyVaeXzPI/AAAAAAAAADY/_kXlvvwBY0s/s320/pack.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Universidade do Porto vai organizar, de 29 de Setembro a 1 de Dezembro, nos espaços da actual Reitoria, a exposição "Pack", concebida a partir dos trabalhos efectuados pelos estudantes finalistas do curso de Mestrado em Práticas Artísticas Contemporâneas da Faculdade de Belas Artes da Universidade do Porto. Com este projecto pretende-se promover o encontro da Universidade com a prática da arte contemporânea.&lt;br /&gt;Esta exposição, comissariada por Fernando José Pereira e Cristina Mateus (docentes da U.Porto) e com espaço desenhado pela Arquitecta Inês Moreira, será constituída por 20 peças representativas das actuais hipóteses de intervenção no âmbito das artes visuais, proporcionando a co - existência de pinturas com vídeos, instalações tridimensionais, peças sonoras, etc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com o propósito de ampliar a discussão em torno da exposição, está prevista, entre outras acções, a realização de visitas guiadas à exposição, orientadas por Jurgen Bock (curador da participação portuguesa na Bienal de Veneza deste ano) e Miguel Von Haffe (responsável pelo projecto Anamnese de Fundação Ilídio Pinho e responsável pela área das Artes Plásticas na Porto 2001, Capital Europeia da Cultura). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Existe a convicção de que este evento marcará a Universidade e a Cidade pelo carácter inédito da iniciativa e pelo cunho de actualidade das peças expostas, directamente acessíveis à comunidade académica e ao público em geral que frequenta a cidade do Porto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O meu amigo José Pereira vai expôr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2706616578893144422?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2706616578893144422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2706616578893144422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2706616578893144422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2706616578893144422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-vinil-mas-um-vcio.html' title='não é vinil, mas é um vício'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RyHyVaeXzPI/AAAAAAAAADY/_kXlvvwBY0s/s72-c/pack.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6964239923961631834</id><published>2007-10-26T13:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:19:43.731+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>Está na Lei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.henrygrimes.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125615884043422834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyHYfWeCDHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ks7GTbbmoi8/s400/grimes.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Henry Grimes&lt;/a&gt;’s Sublime Communication Trio na &lt;em&gt;BdaB a &lt;/em&gt;1 de Novembro. É obrigatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[estará no dia anterior na ZDB mas é mais caro o ingresso(o da zdb)...e a zdb não é o mesmo que o auditório da bdab... e o nosso backline é way melhor o deles!!!quem perder é um ovo podre. pior. é um ovo podre que nunca terá visto henry grimes]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6964239923961631834?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6964239923961631834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6964239923961631834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6964239923961631834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6964239923961631834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/est-na-lei.html' title='Está na Lei'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyHYfWeCDHI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ks7GTbbmoi8/s72-c/grimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-9162201346051072124</id><published>2007-10-26T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:54:32.851+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrações'/><title type='text'>2000-2007 todos os direitos reservados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyHUPmeCDGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dTWb5Ohiy00/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125611215413972066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyHUPmeCDGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dTWb5Ohiy00/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.bor-land.com/pt"&gt;Editora do Porto &lt;/a&gt;faz 7 aninhos este mês. Firiuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muitos parabéns ao Rodrigo Cardoso e à Inês Lamares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-9162201346051072124?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/9162201346051072124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=9162201346051072124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/9162201346051072124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/9162201346051072124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/2000-2007-todos-os-direitos-reservados.html' title='2000-2007 todos os direitos reservados'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RyHUPmeCDGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/dTWb5Ohiy00/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2477741883291104637</id><published>2007-10-24T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:54:59.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festivais da terrinha'/><title type='text'>Fest 2007</title><content type='html'>Programação do FESTsound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda-feira 29 de Outubro - [Escadas para o Céu]&lt;br /&gt;Mecanismo Divino www.myspace.com/mecanismodivino &lt;br /&gt;Nimai www.myspace.com/nimaiproject &lt;br /&gt;Territorio www.myspace.com/loversandlollypops &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terça-feira 30 de Outubro - [Escadas para o Céu]&lt;br /&gt;Nino y Pistola www.myspace.com/ypistola &lt;br /&gt;Cimento www.myspace.com/cimento &lt;br /&gt;Marcos Cruz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarta-feira 31 Outubro - [Cine-Teatro António Lamoso]&lt;br /&gt;Festa da Bruxa &lt;br /&gt;Jason Forrest/Donna Summer www.myspace.com/djdonnasummer &lt;br /&gt;Kid Chocolat www.myspace.com/kidchocolatmusic &lt;br /&gt;Manuel Halpern e Ricardo Duarte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinta-feira 1 de Novembro - [Cine-Teatro António Lamoso]&lt;br /&gt;Babar Luck www.myspace.com/babarluck &lt;br /&gt;Dead Men Talking www.myspace.com/dmentalking &lt;br /&gt;Nova Arcádia www.myspace.com/novaarcadia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexta-feira 2 de Novembro - [Cine-Teatro António Lamoso&lt;br /&gt;Fujiya and Miyagi www.myspace.com/fujiyaandmiyagi &lt;br /&gt;DJZebra www.myspace.com/zebramix &lt;br /&gt;F.E.V.E.R. www.myspace.com/feveronline &lt;br /&gt;Pixelate www.myspace.com/pixelate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sábado 3 de Novembro - [Europarque Lounge]&lt;br /&gt;Festa de Encerramento &lt;br /&gt;Ladytron DJs www.myspace.com/ladytron &lt;br /&gt;Sebastian www.myspace.com/0sebastian0 &lt;br /&gt;Toxic Avenger www.myspace.com/toxavanger &lt;br /&gt;Elisa do Brasil www.myspace.com/djelisadobrasil &lt;br /&gt;Moulinex www.myspace.com/moulinex &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo, em Santa Maria da Feira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2477741883291104637?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2477741883291104637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2477741883291104637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2477741883291104637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2477741883291104637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/fest-2007.html' title='Fest 2007'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8050500621753015269</id><published>2007-10-22T17:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:52:01.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>obrigatório</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxzUQ-ufzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HwAyG4we_Bw/s1600-h/CS283568-01A-BIG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124203864221798050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxzUQ-ufzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HwAyG4we_Bw/s320/CS283568-01A-BIG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. New Order - "Exit"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Velvet Undergorund - "What Goes On"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The Killers - "Shadowplay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The Buzzcocks - "Boredom (Live At The Roxy)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Joy Division - "Dead Souls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Supersister - "She Was Naked"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Iggy Pop - "Sister Midnight"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Joy Division - "Love Will Tear Us Apart"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Sex Pistols - "Problems" (live)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. New Order - "Hypnosis"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. David Bowie - "Drive In Saturday"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. John Cooper Clarke - "Evidently Chickentown" (live)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Roxy Music - "2Hb"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Joy Division - "Transmission" (Cast version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Kraftwerk - "Autobahn"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Joy Division - "Atmosphere"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. David Bowie - "Warszawa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. New Order - "Get Out"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este também tem que se comprar. Está na&lt;a href="http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/gostar-de-velhos-joni-mitchell.html"&gt; lei&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8050500621753015269?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8050500621753015269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8050500621753015269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8050500621753015269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8050500621753015269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/obrigatrio.html' title='obrigatório'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxzUQ-ufzqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/HwAyG4we_Bw/s72-c/CS283568-01A-BIG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1431465074723505666</id><published>2007-10-22T11:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:35:54.860+01:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mondays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/R781LDKOVJE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/R781LDKOVJE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Copiado do Alta Fidelidade. &lt;br /&gt;Banda sonora para uma boa semana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1431465074723505666?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1431465074723505666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1431465074723505666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1431465074723505666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1431465074723505666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-mondays_22.html' title='happy mondays..'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1748686969109605343</id><published>2007-10-19T10:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:07:19.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...ou democratização.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em primeiro lugar é preciso ir &lt;a href="http://www.inrainbows.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Depois, dá-se o que se quiser pelo disco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sem editoras, sem mediadores. Dos Radiohead para mim, para quem quiser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É o início de uma nova era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E, claro está, o disco, à semelhança do mais do que fabuloso The Eraser (eternamente grata, Thom Yorke), é obrigatório.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122986949662985874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxiBfOufzpI/AAAAAAAAADI/f2xBNGCWs_4/s320/16181__radiohead_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1748686969109605343?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxiBfOufzpI/AAAAAAAAADI/f2xBNGCWs_4/s72-c/16181__radiohead_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4733882466897027171</id><published>2007-10-17T20:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:23:18.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/D8If3qUM-mM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/D8If3qUM-mM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i'll walk the plank&lt;br /&gt;and i'll jump with a smile&lt;br /&gt;if i'm gonna go down&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna do it with style&lt;br /&gt;and you won't see me surrender&lt;br /&gt;you won't hear me confess&lt;br /&gt;'cuz you've left me with nothing&lt;br /&gt;but i've worked with less&lt;br /&gt;and i learn every room long enough&lt;br /&gt;to make it to the door&lt;br /&gt;and then i hear it click shut behind me&lt;br /&gt;and every key works differently&lt;br /&gt;i forget everytime&lt;br /&gt;and forgetting defines me&lt;br /&gt;that's what defines me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(este podia estar aqui a quatro mãos, certo solapino...?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4733882466897027171?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4733882466897027171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4733882466897027171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4733882466897027171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4733882466897027171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/dilate.html' title='Dilate'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7931211493391712678</id><published>2007-10-17T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:29:08.883+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandas-que-não-são-joy-division-mas-que-podiam-mais-ou-menos-ser'/><title type='text'>Variações sobre o mesmo tema #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxXic-ufzoI/AAAAAAAAADA/7xPmLjF8x4o/s1600-h/SheWantsRevenge-ThisIsForever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122249138706042498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxXic-ufzoI/AAAAAAAAADA/7xPmLjF8x4o/s320/SheWantsRevenge-ThisIsForever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Já se ouve o último disco dos She Wants Revenge, lançado a 9 de Outubro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;De seu nome &lt;em&gt;This is forever&lt;/em&gt;, a capinha igual ao último, &lt;em&gt;em preto,&lt;/em&gt; em vez de se ficar pela capinha, põe também as músicas em &lt;em&gt;repeat.&lt;/em&gt; É, de facto, um contínuo do álbum homónimo em que Justin Warfield e Adam Bravin (adam 12) nos dão exactamente o mesmo que já nos tinham dado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;É bom, mas nada de novo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fica aqui a track listing:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, Love / Written in Blood / Walking Away / True Romance / What I Want / It's Just Begun / She Will Always Be a Broken Girl / This Is the End / Checking Out / Pretend the World / Has Ended / Replacement / All Those Moments /Rachael &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7931211493391712678?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7931211493391712678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7931211493391712678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7931211493391712678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7931211493391712678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/variaes-sobre-o-mesmo-tema-1.html' title='Variações sobre o mesmo tema #1'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RxXic-ufzoI/AAAAAAAAADA/7xPmLjF8x4o/s72-c/SheWantsRevenge-ThisIsForever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3490753928094883518</id><published>2007-10-11T12:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T13:13:42.219+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>Aos Duros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Rw4K_cVadoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kmOMCzJjJ0k/s1600-h/cartaz_festivalmau_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120041911420876418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Rw4K_cVadoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kmOMCzJjJ0k/s400/cartaz_festivalmau_07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cortesia da &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olfacto pela Forma&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; O "&lt;strong&gt;MAU&lt;/strong&gt;" está de volta e anda à solta em itinerância fazendo "&lt;strong&gt;tilt&lt;/strong&gt;" pelo país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É cousa da dureza. Cousa de gente dura para gente que se quer ainda mais dura(ou não...). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pelo 2º ano, therefore(oi?!), com a dureza(ou não...) que já(ou ainda) me assiste, vou acolher um destes "tilts" do MAL e estou contente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diz o &lt;em&gt;laféria&lt;/em&gt; de serviço que vamos ter um 7.4(estamos em testes...) ao serviço da desconstrução/desprogramação (total),logo, tem o meu manifesto apoio [O engenho humano é cousa maravilhosa!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aos candidatos a duros fica o singelo convite(ou desafio) para no sábado virem até à &lt;em&gt;bdab, tá bem?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3490753928094883518?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3490753928094883518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3490753928094883518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3490753928094883518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3490753928094883518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/aos-duros.html' title='Aos Duros'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/Rw4K_cVadoI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kmOMCzJjJ0k/s72-c/cartaz_festivalmau_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6791939764083247533</id><published>2007-10-08T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:44:04.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gostar de velhos (Joni Mitchell)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.search.com/c/c4/Joni_Mitchell-Both_Sides_Now.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miúda a quem Cohen disse "&lt;em&gt;Getaway from me, i cannot be trusted&lt;/em&gt;" editou um novo album 09 anos depois do último.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de o comprar e de o ouvir digo qualquer coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Estes albuns compram-se. Está na lei]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6791939764083247533?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6791939764083247533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6791939764083247533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6791939764083247533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6791939764083247533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/gostar-de-velhos-joni-mitchell.html' title='Gostar de velhos (Joni Mitchell)'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-9043024552774614099</id><published>2007-10-08T10:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:47:42.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To build a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bjjc59FgUpg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bjjc59FgUpg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M.:&lt;br /&gt;Foste e serás a minha casa.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar-nos-emos sempre na musica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-9043024552774614099?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/9043024552774614099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=9043024552774614099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/9043024552774614099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/9043024552774614099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-build-home.html' title='To build a home'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7720457962956835282</id><published>2007-10-01T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:42:12.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>whistling Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Armchair Apocrypha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fargostore.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fargo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Records&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lançado em Março deste ano, chegou-nos agora às mãos .&lt;br /&gt;Está em escuta dedicada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116397644555122290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RwEYjMVadnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/a0N6WusODXQ/s400/Armchair-Apocrypha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Fiery Crash2. Imitosis3. Plasticities4. Heretics5. Armchairs6. Darkmatter 7. Simple X8. The Supine9. Cataracts10. Scythian Empires11. Spare-Ohs12. Yawny at the Apocalypse &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós gostamos muito do Andrew. Gostamos do Andrew porque ele faz muitas &lt;em&gt;cousas&lt;/em&gt;. Gostamos do Andrew pela forma como ele encara as &lt;em&gt;cousas&lt;/em&gt;(as que faz e as que acontecem). Gostamos do Andrew porque, em tempos, ele fez &lt;em&gt;The Mysterious Production of Eggs&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;cousa&lt;/em&gt; que nós gost(á)amos muito. Está em escuta.pois.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7720457962956835282?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7720457962956835282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7720457962956835282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7720457962956835282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7720457962956835282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/10/whistling-bird.html' title='whistling Bird'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RwEYjMVadnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/a0N6WusODXQ/s72-c/Armchair-Apocrypha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8035700049664849875</id><published>2007-09-27T20:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:31:32.453+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dizqué a próxima coisa grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/2EG4te8eJlA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/2EG4te8eJlA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diz que este rapaz, de nacionalidade portuguesa, que se fartou dos “músicos falhados que não são capazes de se mexer” para  fazer-alguma-coisa-por-eles-abaixo, e que foi viver e trabalhar para Londres [aliás, por aqui - http://www.myspace.com/slimmyuk - é de onde ele diz ser…] é a próxima coisa grande.&lt;br /&gt;Descoberto pelo Álvaro costa que o apresentou ao gajo dos James que andou a lançar meio mundo e um par de botas enquanto por cá passou – EZ Special [os gajos do a-la-la-la-la-uh] e o Ricardo Azevedo [ex a-la-la-la-la-uh, agora cara do millenium parecido com o Sardet] e que eu quase-jantei-com-ele-porque-tenho-um-amigo-que-o-conhece [já agora, Saul Davies, de sua graça], Slimmy foi para London e viu duas das suas criações a serem usadas pelo CSI e num anúncio de um canal de desporto ou assim.&lt;br /&gt;E pronto, cá está ele com um álbum acabado de lançar e apresenta-o hoje no Convento do Beato [onde também já se falou da privatização da Segurança Social]. Devo dizer que é agradável, mas soa a qualquer coisa. Soa a Sneaker Pimps, às vezes, lembra o Kitten, outras vezes, soa a Ladytron outras vezes. Soa a qualquer coisa…Mas é bom. Mas soa a qualquer coisa. Mas é bom. É. E agora tá loiro (beatsound loverboy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8035700049664849875?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8035700049664849875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8035700049664849875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8035700049664849875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8035700049664849875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/dizqu-prxima-coisa-grande_27.html' title='dizqué a próxima coisa grande'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4783122909031989961</id><published>2007-09-27T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:38:30.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a great Life, azeiteiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RvuUUsVadlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LUPEWFTi7gc/s1600-h/20070401business_life_british_airways.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114844885028599378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RvuUUsVadlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LUPEWFTi7gc/s400/20070401business_life_british_airways.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How the police and other old rockers are making big money by going back on the road"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4783122909031989961?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4783122909031989961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4783122909031989961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4783122909031989961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4783122909031989961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-is-great-life.html' title='It is a great Life, azeiteiro'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RvuUUsVadlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LUPEWFTi7gc/s72-c/20070401business_life_british_airways.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2696343975620897213</id><published>2007-09-25T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:46:50.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.starpulse.com/AMGPhotos/pic200/drp000/p047/p04724r8kvv.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E parece que vou perder a minha última oportunidade de ver um senhor chamado Stewart Copeland (como é que se diz, vénia?)e o seu drumkit. Aliás, parece que Stewart Copeland não traz drumkit. Parece que Stewart Copeland é um drumkit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E parece que vem acompanhado de dois senhores. Um sexagenário. Outro que era bom músico e má pessoa nos anos 80. Agora parece é boa pessoa e o resto também é diferente, já há uns aninhos valentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas parece que sempre foram o sideshow. Tenho todos os albuns do Stewart Copeland a tocar acompanhado dos outros dois senhores, desde o Zenyatta Mondatta ao Synchronicity.  &lt;br /&gt;O Stewart Copeland é bom. Só ou mal acompanhado.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe vai ao concerto, mas não conhece o Stewart Copeland. É um desgosto profundo. Só conhece o gajo que ajuda os meninos de áfrica mas só veste Armani.&lt;br /&gt;É compreensível. O Stewart Copeland é o melhor baterista do mundo a par do Ginger Baker. O outro é bonito, mesmo careca. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer formas, deixo aqui uma senhora prova de que o Stewart Copeland era um baterista do caraças e ainda continua a ser.&lt;br /&gt;Fica a música dos Stewart Copeland and the polices: "So Lonely".&lt;br /&gt;A melhor música do mundo a começar em "so" e a acabar em "lonely" (pelo menos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBuC73LdalY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VBuC73LdalY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2696343975620897213?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2696343975620897213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2696343975620897213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2696343975620897213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2696343975620897213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/parece-me.html' title='Parece-me'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6518651319574617597</id><published>2007-09-25T15:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T16:27:44.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>o regresso do vesúvio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="content" style="color: rgb(80, 80, 80);"&gt;Siouxsie Sioux, [The Creatures e Siouxsie &amp;amp; The Banshees] acaba de lançar o seu «Mantaray» . 10 temas na voz de uma mulher que é DAMA, convicta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="content" style="color: rgb(80, 80, 80);"&gt;1 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ntwhrnuS5vI"&gt;Into a Swan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 About to Happen&lt;br /&gt;3 Here Comes That Day&lt;br /&gt;4 Loveless&lt;br /&gt;5 If It Doesn`t Kill You&lt;br /&gt;6 One Mile Below&lt;br /&gt;7 Drone Zone&lt;br /&gt;8 Sea of Tranquility&lt;br /&gt;9 They Follow You&lt;br /&gt;10 Heaven and Alchemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the "music industry" prepares to relive the heady days of "punk",       when confusing the opportunists with the protagonists, it proceeded to       sign anything with a safety-pin that could spit, Siouxsie and the       Banshees would like to say Thank You and Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/lLP35SNOSDY" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       "20 Minutes Into 20 Years", press release de S&amp;amp;B, abril 1996[um ano após o Carlos Lopes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; Deixamos aqui "Cities in dust" sucesso maior de tops da Banda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6518651319574617597?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6518651319574617597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6518651319574617597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6518651319574617597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6518651319574617597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-regresso-do-vesuvio.html' title='o regresso do vesúvio'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8073581783263680292</id><published>2007-09-25T10:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:41:39.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/vmz8ygxruoc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/vmz8ygxruoc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Donnie Wahlberg, Joey McIntyre, Jordan Knight, Jonathan Knight, Danny Wood - eles, os New Kids On The Block, foram a minha banda dos gloriosos 80. Dos 12 aos 14. Tenho os albuns todos e ainda sei quase todas as letras de cor. E foram os percusores do conceito da boys band que outros "demoines" vandalizaram enquanto se enchiam de dinheiro. Odeio os Take That.Assim como quem gosta de Pearl Jam não gosta de Nirvana. É uma questão de princípio. NKOTB rules!!! NKOTB forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8073581783263680292?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8073581783263680292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8073581783263680292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8073581783263680292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8073581783263680292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/statement.html' title='Statement'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2056927030417248733</id><published>2007-09-24T19:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:11:47.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/FPCeA5Vl29k' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/FPCeA5Vl29k'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois de o ter ouvido, inadvertidamente, confesso, no Festival para Gente Sentada, em Santa Maria da Feira, Fink, em que apresentou o seu "biscuits for breakfast", editado na Ninja Tune (vénia, vénia, vénia), regressa com Distance and Time, acabadinho de sair. Fink, acompanhado no baixo por Guy Whittaker e na bateria por Tim Thorton,chamou à produção deste álbum o lindo e maravilhoso Andy Barlow (ex-Lamb e agora numa banda que mais valia estar quietinho - luna seeds).&lt;br /&gt;Este é o primeiro single, a atestar o que já sabíamos: é muito bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2056927030417248733?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2056927030417248733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2056927030417248733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2056927030417248733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2056927030417248733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-thing_9307.html' title='This is the thing'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6634247884903385078</id><published>2007-09-20T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:28:36.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornelia NY II 2007 Made in Lisbon</title><content type='html'>se houvesse milhas suficientes no cartão da lufthansa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cleanfeed-records.com/cffest.asp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RvKsTYN3tdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XQJdEdQpfmk/s400/CleanFeed.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112337975937054162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...e era. E é já hoje, amanhã, depois e depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito Parabéns à label.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6634247884903385078?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6634247884903385078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6634247884903385078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6634247884903385078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6634247884903385078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/cornelia-ny-ii-2007-made-in-lisbon.html' title='Cornelia NY II 2007 Made in Lisbon'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HFkRtHWrwi8/RvKsTYN3tdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XQJdEdQpfmk/s72-c/CleanFeed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3432812447538740566</id><published>2007-09-20T10:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:27:58.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'>palavra de scroobius pip aos coríntios, versículo 12 - dan le sac </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/yoN6XfyQsr4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/yoN6XfyQsr4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim. &lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow lost prophets. &lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barrett in vain. &lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not think any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a pedophile - Some people are just nice. &lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals no matter how great they are or were. &lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - Were just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Led Zepplin - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Beach Boys - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Sex Pistols - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Clash - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Crass - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Minor Threat - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Cure - Were just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Smiths - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Nirvana - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Pixies - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Radiohead - They're just a band. &lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Arctic Monkeys - Just a band. &lt;br /&gt;The Next Big Thing - Just a band! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3432812447538740566?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3432812447538740566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3432812447538740566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3432812447538740566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3432812447538740566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/palavra-de-scroobius-pip-aos-corntios.html' title='palavra de scroobius pip aos coríntios, versículo 12 - dan le sac '/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8621953115612980569</id><published>2007-09-17T12:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:09:31.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mestres a turismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/Q1KG_bJO7Us" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/Q1KG_bJO7Us" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ocasião, ou, no seguimento do Festival Internacional de Jazz de Ponta Delgada vou receber este &lt;a href="http://www.henrygrimes.com/"&gt;Gigante&lt;/a&gt; "lá em casa". A 1 de Novembro, A Margem Sul está no "Roteiro dos Mestres". Firiu!Firiuiuuuu!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fica Aqui Henry Grimes com Thelonious Monk(sim, Ele) - Blue Monk - no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;set&lt;/span&gt; de gravações de "Jazz On A Summer's Day" de Bert Stern em 1958. [antes de Ele(o Grimes) ter submergido em consequência da precariedade que esta coisa de ser artista acarreta, e não de ter sido abduzido por entidades do fantástico. Fica assim provado que ele não privou com elvis, janis, jim "portas" ou hendrix, tá bem?...Ai!...Mau!...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8621953115612980569?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8621953115612980569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8621953115612980569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8621953115612980569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8621953115612980569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/mestres-turismo.html' title='Mestres a turismo'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-128393956576724502</id><published>2007-09-14T10:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:50:42.074+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Banshee and something else we can't remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/aI1igxtQWRc' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/aI1igxtQWRc'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gostar de música e ter um blogue sobre ela é também democratizá-la e divulgá-la.&lt;br /&gt;Banshee and something else we can´t remember são uns "xerifes" de Setúbal, que se juntaram no meio de cervejas em 2002 e deram nisto.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que passaram e ainda passam a saga de qualquer banda portuguesa que tenta ganhar o seu espaço, mas porque são chatos e não desistem, contam na produção do seu álbum com gajos dos Lemmonheads (and someone else i can't remember).&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que escrever sobre eles, vale mais ouvi-los e lê-los: http://www.drunkbuthappy.com/urg.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu que nem simpatizo com SKA, estes xerifes são um caso sério.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-128393956576724502?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/128393956576724502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-520411253443102341</id><published>2007-09-14T10:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:43:21.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The piano has been drinking...not me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/-gwUtEEjZJ8' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-gwUtEEjZJ8'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-520411253443102341?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/520411253443102341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=520411253443102341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/520411253443102341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/520411253443102341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/piano-has-been-drinkingnot-me.html' title='The piano has been drinking...not me'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4601581824734758026</id><published>2007-09-11T16:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:55:26.505+01:00</updated><title type='text'>não há festa como esta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/PsJpeR2K-is' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/PsJpeR2K-is'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Mas é bom que eles saibam – e daqui lho dizemos séria e frontalmente – que a Festa não tem medo deles. Que a Festa, como a luta, continua. E que a Festa e a luta vencerão"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Casanova, director do Jornal Avante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4601581824734758026?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4601581824734758026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4601581824734758026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4601581824734758026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4601581824734758026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-h-festa-como-esta.html' title='não há festa como esta!'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3368651803362252055</id><published>2007-09-11T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:53:44.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foram tres dias de festa e...</title><content type='html'>1975&lt;br /&gt;(primeira versão)* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que estás em &lt;a href="http://www.pcp.pt/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=blogcategory&amp;id=436&amp;Itemid=461"&gt;festa&lt;/a&gt;, pá&lt;br /&gt;Fico contente&lt;br /&gt;E enquanto estou ausente&lt;br /&gt;Guarda um cravo para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria estar na festa, pá&lt;br /&gt;Com a tua gente&lt;br /&gt;E colher pessoalmente&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor do teu jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que há léguas a nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Tanto mar, tanto mar&lt;br /&gt;Sei também quanto é preciso, pá&lt;br /&gt;Navegar, navegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá faz primavera, pá&lt;br /&gt;Cá estou doente&lt;br /&gt;Manda urgentemente&lt;br /&gt;Algum cheirinho de alecrim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Letra original,vetada pela censura; gravação editada apenas em Portugal, em 1975. &lt;br /&gt;   1978&lt;br /&gt;(segunda versão)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Foi bonita a &lt;a href="http://www.pcp.pt/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=blogcategory&amp;id=436&amp;Itemid=461"&gt;festa&lt;/a&gt;, pá&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei contente&lt;br /&gt;E inda guardo, renitente&lt;br /&gt;Um velho cravo para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já murcharam tua festa, pá&lt;br /&gt;Mas certamente&lt;br /&gt;Esqueceram uma semente&lt;br /&gt;Nalgum canto do jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que há léguas a nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Tanto mar, tanto mar&lt;br /&gt;Sei também quanto é preciso, pá&lt;br /&gt;Navegar, navegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta a primavera, pá&lt;br /&gt;Cá estou carente&lt;br /&gt;Manda novamente&lt;br /&gt;Algum cheirinho de alecrim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3368651803362252055?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3368651803362252055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3368651803362252055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3368651803362252055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3368651803362252055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/foram-tres-dias-de-festa-e.html' title='Foram tres dias de festa e...'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4169712474507097203</id><published>2007-09-11T15:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T15:46:05.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a apoteose do fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LdfNTO_o-3k' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LdfNTO_o-3k'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Escrita entre 1811 e 1813, período de retiro para a cidade de Teplitz por força da sua crescente e irreversível surdez, esta é, para mim, das mais sublimes sinfonias.&lt;br /&gt;A estreia, conduzida pelo compositor, deu-se em 1813, em Viena, num concerto de solidariedade com os soldados austríacos e bávaros que voltavam da batalha napoleónica em Hanau. Desde a sua estreia que foi exaltada por homens e mulheres, e Wagner terá apelidado esta obra-prima de “apoteose da dança”. Sobre ela terá escrito qualquer coisa como “é a dança na sua suprema essência, a mais feliz actuação do movimento do corpo quase idealmente concentrado no som. Beethoven, na sua obra, transportou na música, o corpo, actuando a fusão entre o corpo e a mente”.&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, o allegreto da sinfonia, seria a mais bela banda sonora de um fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4169712474507097203?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4169712474507097203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4169712474507097203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4169712474507097203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4169712474507097203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/09/apoteose-do-fim.html' title='a apoteose do fim'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3627364096900576296</id><published>2007-08-30T17:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:51:25.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Correio Electrico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hMOkfI7wCrI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hMOkfI7wCrI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give Up, é um disco já de 2003 mas que apenas chegou aos meus ouvidos agora com esta Such Great Heights.&lt;br /&gt;The Postal Service surge da troca de ideias e músicas, usando o US Postal Service, entre Benjamin Gibbard (Death Cab for Cutie) e  Jimmy Tamborello. A voz de Benjamim é, aliás, inconfundivel para quem, como eu, gosta de Death Cab (faço aqui uma pausa para agradecer ao Seth Cohen, a personagem mais aceitável daquela série de meninos ricos e bonitos que-sim-eu-via-e-sim-eu-gostava, e que me deu a conhecer os Death Cab).&lt;br /&gt;Voltando a Give Up é um mix de razão e coração. Isto é, as letras emotivas e romanceadas são trespassadas pelo artificial, pelos sons sintetizados. É a música indie com muita adrenalina.&lt;br /&gt;Tem um tom muito 80's, e disso é exemplo "The district sleeps alone tonight". E gosto ainda mais de "We will become silhouettes" e "Nothing better", porque me faz lembrar New Order. &lt;br /&gt;Em Nothing Better percebe-se como se transforma o shallow theme da break-up, acompanhado pela voz de Jen Wood (Tattle Tale) e ainda assim manter a musica muito light e até joyfull.&lt;br /&gt;E estou agora a ouvir a "Clark Gable" e confesso que o ritmo é intoxicante.&lt;br /&gt;Desta minha investida nos sons electronicos, Give Up é um bom exemplo daquilo que me faz mexer e, simultaneamente, daquilo que não cansa e não exige momentos ou locais apropriados. Porque é electronico/sintétizado mas é também soft e relaxante.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3627364096900576296?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3627364096900576296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3627364096900576296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3627364096900576296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3627364096900576296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/correio-electrico.html' title='Correio Electrico'/><author><name>mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15086702022369879938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-854230214212624858</id><published>2007-08-29T12:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:52:22.479+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quando o "Publico" publica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/XZf7KgSnksk" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/XZf7KgSnksk" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O acima conseguiu surpreender triplamente estas minhas férias.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Max Roach&lt;/span&gt; faz capa (pelos piores motivos)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike Patton&lt;/span&gt; tem direito a 2 (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUAS&lt;/span&gt;) páginas&lt;br /&gt;3(last but not least). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artigos&lt;/span&gt; de Mike Patton &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bastante bons&lt;/span&gt;, [Clap Clap Clap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:Uq77JfIjkekJ:jornal.publico.clix.pt/noticias2.asp%3Fid%3D226251%26sid%3D49251+mike+patton+no+publico&amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;cd=2&amp;amp;gl=pt"&gt;"Ele agora é um Indio", Pedro Rios, Publico, 19 Agosto 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:Fu_QY5ule1oJ:jornal.publico.clix.pt/noticias2.asp%3Fid%3D226250%26sid%3D49251+mike+patton+no+publico&amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;cd=1&amp;amp;gl=pt"&gt;"Mike Patton, o Artista Camaleão", Pedro rios, Publico, 19 Agosto 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui Mondo Cane&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-854230214212624858?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/854230214212624858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=854230214212624858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/854230214212624858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/854230214212624858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/quando-o-publica.html' title='quando o &amp;quot;Publico&amp;quot; publica'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-259011684087991470</id><published>2007-08-23T12:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:23:21.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/oW5ChNf3Z1c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/oW5ChNf3Z1c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-259011684087991470?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/259011684087991470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=259011684087991470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/259011684087991470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/259011684087991470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7755253324302107158</id><published>2007-08-22T17:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:45:02.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mês Negro To The Max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LeYXfmgHU9c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LeYXfmgHU9c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não existe alma que já tenha pegado numas baquetas que não o conheça. Talvez o maior baterista de sempre. A noticia abalou as minhas férias, "To the Max" já está no meu leitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Max Roach Drum Solos, 1968 "3 Songs"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7755253324302107158?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7755253324302107158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7755253324302107158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7755253324302107158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7755253324302107158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/ms-negro-to-max.html' title='Mês Negro To The Max'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8642577535161847868</id><published>2007-08-21T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:25:23.070+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romagens'/><title type='text'>this is the late tony wilson from granada reports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nascido em 1950, Tony Wilson foi provavelmente o principal responsável pelo nascimento e propagação da new wave. Co-fundador da Factory Records [pensada como London Records], Tony Wilson deu-nos Warsaw - Joy Division - New Order, A Certain Ratio, Vini Reilly, Happy Mondays [que acabaram por ser, às mãos do ainda podre Shaun Ryder, os carrascos da Factory e da Hacienda - a de Ma(d)nchester, não a de Almada]. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Wilson, pós-modernista antes que ficasse na moda, sempre à frente de si mesmo, deixou-se desempenhar um papel secundário na sua estória. O homem que &lt;em&gt;literally or metaphorically, never sell out&lt;/em&gt;, não tinha contratos com as bandas, tinha confiança. Este homem deu-nos álbuns que ficam para sempre. Pela primeira vez construiu o altar onde o fenómeno do aplauso e da vénia ao mediador- não o que cria a música, mas o que a "passa", acabou por ser ele o mago que deu à humanidade músicos incontornáveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Winterbottom, num filme sobre Manchester e a Factory, acabou por fazer a biografia inacabada de Tony Wilson, no imprescindível 24 Hour Party People. Acaba com Tony Wilson a falar com deus, que é ele mesmo. À sua imagem e semelhança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Wilson tinha cancro. Morreu de ataque cardíaco.Bloody bugger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8642577535161847868?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8642577535161847868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8642577535161847868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8642577535161847868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8642577535161847868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-late-tony-wilson-from-granada.html' title='this is the late tony wilson from granada reports'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-7130157426809427860</id><published>2007-08-20T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T16:24:13.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reza assim a &lt;a href="http://www.flur.pt/"&gt;Lust &lt;/a&gt;de 10 de Agosto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a fase em que quase apenas o sbsr&lt;br /&gt;era o único festival com o nome do patrocinador vai longínqua.&lt;br /&gt;a necessidade imperiosa de tornar visível para todos&lt;br /&gt;quem dá o dinheiro para a diversão que consumimos&lt;br /&gt;criou vários monstros comparáveis à má arquitectura&lt;br /&gt;que polui a paisagem em vastas quantidades.&lt;br /&gt;o sudoeste já não se chama apenas festival do sudoeste&lt;br /&gt;e, mesmo quando as marcas não tomam conta do nome do evento,&lt;br /&gt;a sua presença é tão gigante e intrusiva&lt;br /&gt;que o resultado é o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;toda a gente que vive o seu pedaço de rebeldia&lt;br /&gt;nos festivais de verão tem mais em que pensar&lt;br /&gt;do que na figura que faz quando se deixa fotografar para&lt;br /&gt;mostrar aos amigos com um banner do patrocinador por trás.&lt;br /&gt;as raparigas da netcabo sugerem a entrada num mundo incrível&lt;br /&gt;de viagens e sedução mas o que nem as letras pequeninas dizem&lt;br /&gt;é a quantidade de dinheiro gasta em anúncios filmados&lt;br /&gt;em locais exóticos por equipas de muitas pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;como sabe quem estudou economia, mesmo apenas de passagem,&lt;br /&gt;dinheiro gera dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;gasta-se muito dinheiro para receber ainda mais dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;um amigo assistiu, com mais 12000 pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;a um dos concertos de justin timberlake em paris,&lt;br /&gt;em maio passado.&lt;br /&gt;ok, é timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;mas o canal que patrocinou o concerto estava de tal forma visível&lt;br /&gt;que tudo se tornou numa experiência corporativa,&lt;br /&gt;para além de, à saída, as pessoas serem solicitadas a responder&lt;br /&gt;sobre se se tinham apercebido de quem patrocinou o concerto.&lt;br /&gt;mas o jogo é mau de outras formas:&lt;br /&gt;timbaland participou como convidado no concerto,&lt;br /&gt;e o que fez a certa altura não foi mais do que um medley&lt;br /&gt;para mostrar as suas produções,&lt;br /&gt;foi um autêntico espaço comercial que terminou&lt;br /&gt;com a capa do seu último álbum em écran gigante.&lt;br /&gt;"comprem!"&lt;br /&gt;como se pode ser indiferente e dizer que &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esse é o preço a pagar para se verem determinados concertos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;é melhor do que nada, etc?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;esse é literalmente o preço a pagar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E mainada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-7130157426809427860?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/7130157426809427860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=7130157426809427860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7130157426809427860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/7130157426809427860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/reza-assim-lust-de-10-de-agosto-fase-em.html' title=''/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6083010164192035018</id><published>2007-08-06T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:25:01.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>it´s just the wasted years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cWzxJvgWc8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0cWzxJvgWc8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou de férias e regressarei, porventura mais apto, em Setembro.&lt;br /&gt;À porta, deixo aquela que foi epitetada por alguém como &lt;em&gt;a mais bela música composta por um ser humano&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Paranóia, moléstia, solidão ou pura e simples sucessão concatenada e perfeita de acordes. &lt;br /&gt;Um supermercado de sentimentos, portanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6083010164192035018?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6083010164192035018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6083010164192035018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6083010164192035018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6083010164192035018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-just-wasted-years.html' title='it´s just the wasted years...'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-736533678336254749</id><published>2007-07-28T15:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T15:27:04.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>band of horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ibE7IqEjni4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ibE7IqEjni4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estão no meu gira-discos, mas não faço ideia que é feito deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Funeral.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1hitwonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-736533678336254749?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/736533678336254749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=736533678336254749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/736533678336254749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/736533678336254749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/band-of-horses.html' title='band of horses'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-2356753820553074280</id><published>2007-07-26T19:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T19:29:29.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romagens'/><title type='text'>Appetizer para um luau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/qwCI04rdAG8" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/qwCI04rdAG8" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deixo-vos "The Robots", um clássico Kraftwerk aqui por SEÑOR COCONUT no Sónar 2006. Domingo espero por vós a bailar o improvável na Av da Praia.&lt;br /&gt;Ueba!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-2356753820553074280?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/2356753820553074280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=2356753820553074280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2356753820553074280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/2356753820553074280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/apettizer-para-um-luau.html' title='Appetizer para um luau'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8151568506045409228</id><published>2007-07-25T17:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:58:30.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mas porquê?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Selacjkw_QM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Selacjkw_QM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não sou muito fã de dance music, ou lá o que chama a isto, mas não podia deixar de parte o novo dos Groove Armada, Soundboy Rock. Não que os singles lançados façam jus ao album. Garanto, não fazem mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, esse tem sido um dos problemas dos Groove Armada. Os singles. Este, Get Down, o primeiro, muito ao estilo de Superstylin, não faz parte da minha cópia do album em que resolvi eliminar as faixas que fazem parte da minha black list. Só de me lembrar de I see you baby, apetece-me chorar. Estive prestes a expulsar os Groove Armada da face da terra (reza que nessa altura terão sido possuidos por algum espirito demoníaco, de seu nome Fatboy Slim?!).&lt;br /&gt;E basta dizer que temos uma Sugababe no novo single, Song 4 Mutya para se saber que, sim, is a black list item (resolvi poupar-vos a posta-la aqui, esta já é bad enough).&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, para Soundboy Rock deve-se partir de um pressuposto: esquecer os singles. A partir daí, sim, pode-se falar em albúm.&lt;br /&gt;E diga-se que não desgosto. Tem de tudo. Mais dançavel, a Things we could share. Gosto da Lightsonic. Esquecer o reggae na Soundboy Rock. E perco-me totalmente com a Paris, What's your version, See what you get.&lt;br /&gt;"Estrelava-o" assim com ***.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8151568506045409228?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8151568506045409228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8151568506045409228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8151568506045409228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8151568506045409228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/mas-porqu_25.html' title='mas porquê?!'/><author><name>mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15086702022369879938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1255267754332121372</id><published>2007-07-24T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:47:06.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Factory records breeds</title><content type='html'>Tim Booth (born Timothy John Booth, 4 February 1960, in Wakefield, Yorkshire, England) attended Shrewsbury School. He is a singer, dancer, and actor best known as the lead singer from the band James.&lt;br /&gt;Booth has, at the age of 47, almost absolutely no hair whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;He will be in Alentejo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1255267754332121372?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1255267754332121372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1255267754332121372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1255267754332121372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1255267754332121372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/factory-records-breeds.html' title='Factory records breeds'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-8468628270259377450</id><published>2007-07-23T10:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:20:58.431+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulherio'/><title type='text'>derivações gástricas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RqR7YZ-FNiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WkpoJUryE2I/s1600-h/nullLAURA_VEIRS.tif.big"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090329138053854754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RqR7YZ-FNiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WkpoJUryE2I/s320/nullLAURA_VEIRS.tif.big" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Laura Veirs, de seu nome, já cá anda há uns aninhos [o primeiro álbum, homónimo, data de 1999], mas só há um ano dei por ela. Ao sair do concerto de Sparklehorse, Adam Green [&lt;em&gt;ainda hoje estou a tentar perceber o que é se passou ali&lt;/em&gt;], os vidros do cinema onde toda a gente se sentou estavam cheios de cartazes com a cara desta menina, que ia estar no Porto no dia seguinte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;isto sim, vale a pena&lt;/em&gt;", ouvi alguém dizer. Pois, eu é que já não tinha mais dinheiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entretanto, sai o Saltbreakers em 2007, se não me engano é o terceiro, e lá acordei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pronto. Em Seattle [para onde se mudou em 1997] ficaram os grunhos e sai um álbum de pianos, guitarras, baixos, água, xilofones, e muita melancolia trazida por uma voz quase pueril. E vem de lá do fundinho do estômago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;japanese fishing float carries my soul out to the whales and out to the deep I wonder 'bout the herds of the sea if they will hurt or if they will help me. &lt;/em&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ocean Night Song&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ou as sempre estórias de desamor, escritas com as entranhas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye black butterfly you can take those perfect wings into outer space' cos there's no place left in this blood for your restless fluttering your sleepless ways&lt;/em&gt; [&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;black butterfly&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda bem que vi aquele cartaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-8468628270259377450?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/8468628270259377450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=8468628270259377450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8468628270259377450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/8468628270259377450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/derivaes-gstricas.html' title='derivações gástricas'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RqR7YZ-FNiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WkpoJUryE2I/s72-c/nullLAURA_VEIRS.tif.big' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3513150300894441606</id><published>2007-07-18T22:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T01:09:32.761+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romagens'/><title type='text'>o(u)verture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/uPn2so9-zwg" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/uPn2so9-zwg" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não foi revelação do ano (2006) porque &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike Patton&lt;/span&gt; é já um ancião. Artista completo quer no dominio técnico do seu instrumento quer na busca por novas formas, meios e abordagens à sua arte, está em perpétuo movimento e um grande bem haja por isso mesmo. É um genial dos nossos tempos (e é, com certeza, canhoto).E, posto isto, estará em Lisboa, no Coliseu que ele  bem conhece, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 de Setembro (18 no Porto)&lt;/span&gt;com o projecto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Peeping Tom&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouvrir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Massive Attack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3513150300894441606?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3513150300894441606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3513150300894441606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3513150300894441606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3513150300894441606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/ouverture.html' title='o(u)verture'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-5154224215994656642</id><published>2007-07-13T12:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:18:36.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/GFO-8ml52RU' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/GFO-8ml52RU'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Datarock. Só conheço, por enquanto, esta música. E só agora ouvi falar deles. Quer pela radar (ao jeito de luxuriano, vénias vénias). Quer por virem ao sudoeste. Mas gosto. Estou curiosa. E tem sido a minha OST do dia. Porque amanhã vou ter, ou melhor, começa, o meu shot. Férias.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-5154224215994656642?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/5154224215994656642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=5154224215994656642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5154224215994656642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/5154224215994656642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-shot.html' title='I need a shot'/><author><name>mara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15086702022369879938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4241619278165230760</id><published>2007-07-11T20:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:11:32.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mete-discos'/><title type='text'>quem é amigo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RpU5XVw1UpI/AAAAAAAAACo/3rwMy4kmjzM/s1600-h/ac024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086034427326583442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RpU5XVw1UpI/AAAAAAAAACo/3rwMy4kmjzM/s320/ac024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os Stars convidaram os amigos a tocar as suas músicas. &lt;em&gt;Set yoursef on fire&lt;/em&gt; revisitado, reinventado, remisturado, reproduzido, redemarcado, redescoberto. Com um plantel de luxo [destaco, claro, final fantasy, montag, junior boys - que-eram-para-vir-amanhã-a-lisboa-mas-afinal-parece-que-não - e the stills], o disco mantém nalgumas faixas a voz de Torquil Campbell e de Amy Millan [béri naice, &lt;em&gt;by the way&lt;/em&gt;] e junta-se a uma colecção &lt;em&gt;trendy&lt;/em&gt; do indie remisturado. Já os meus queridos amigos Bloc Party convidaram amigos, os Architecture in Helsinki [tenho sempre uma dificuldade dos diabos em escrever o nome destes tipos] também, está na moda. O facto é que, neste disco, empanquei logo na primeira música. O génio Owen Pallet criou mais uma melodia que agora só paro de ouvir à 658º vez. E por isso não consigo falar muito sobre as outras músicas. Fica o line-up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu gostava que estes fossem todos meus amigos. Principalmente o sr. Owen. Isséquéra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ex-lover is dead [final fantasy]&lt;br /&gt;set yourself on fire [montag]&lt;br /&gt;ageless beauty [the most serene republic]&lt;br /&gt;reunion [jason collett]&lt;br /&gt;the big fight [minotaur shock]&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say pt. 1 [the dears]&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say pt. 2 [the dears]&lt;br /&gt;one more night [apostle of hustle]&lt;br /&gt;sleep tonight [junior boys]&lt;br /&gt;the first five times [the russian futurists]&lt;br /&gt;he lied about death [metric]&lt;br /&gt;celebration guns [camouflage nights with kevin drew]&lt;br /&gt;soft revolution [the stills]&lt;br /&gt;calendar girl [young galaxy] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4241619278165230760?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4241619278165230760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4241619278165230760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4241619278165230760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4241619278165230760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/quem-amigo.html' title='quem é amigo?'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RpU5XVw1UpI/AAAAAAAAACo/3rwMy4kmjzM/s72-c/ac024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-547321669084643797</id><published>2007-07-10T10:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:44:36.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hqcaVH3i1rw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hqcaVH3i1rw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;estão aqui os amigos. no meio desta mensagem sublime. no meio deste abraço imenso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-547321669084643797?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/547321669084643797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=547321669084643797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/547321669084643797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/547321669084643797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/gathering.html' title='the gathering'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4395413493298073050</id><published>2007-07-05T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:39:31.888+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>3º acto and dancing along with Pat Mahoney's yellow Shorts</title><content type='html'>Depois de uma hora e não-sei-quê de insofrimento atroz, eis o aguardado wrap up do 3º acto. Stop&lt;br /&gt;LCD foi Caliente. C-A-L-I-E-N-T-E! Stop&lt;br /&gt;Uma ou outra baixa frequência goin' wild on stage, rapidamente controlada, porque... superjames sempre alerta[grande à vontade em palco means grandes profissionalões].Stop&lt;br /&gt;Os momentos altos foram, com certeza, os duetos de bateria e percussão entre Pat e James, trazendo um pouco de &lt;em&gt;latino (&lt;/em&gt;leia-se&lt;em&gt; Látinô)&lt;/em&gt; ao groove. Stop&lt;br /&gt;Teve direito a "grizo". do BOM. Stop&lt;br /&gt;All my friends. Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém se importa se não se falar de &lt;em&gt;jesus and mary chain&lt;/em&gt;?[ainda estrou con(st)frangida com aquilo que se passou ontem.Stop Me, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post&lt;/em&gt; stop &lt;em&gt;scriptum&lt;/em&gt;: o melhor da noite foram os calções de atletismo amarelos do Pat(you rock my world, Joínha).Stop and Go[a caminho do acto final]!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4395413493298073050?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4395413493298073050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4395413493298073050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4395413493298073050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4395413493298073050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-acto-dancing-along-with-pat-mahoneys.html' title='3º acto and dancing along with Pat Mahoney&apos;s yellow Shorts'/><author><name>zapedmamma</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3616536840780586113</id><published>2007-07-04T15:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:15:25.799+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up in public</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EiOmhOumh-w"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EiOmhOumh-w" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admitamos. A menina tem problemas.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre teve e, segundo a própria, só produz musicalmente quando os tem. Simplesmente porque se não os tem, tem mais que fazer o que, bem vistas as coisas, constubstancia um argumento incontornável. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta pequena maravilha de exposição sentimental [orginal e acompanhado por Elvis Costello], para além de ter uma excelente intro, excelentes (porque básicas) guitarras e excelente voz, é provavelmente o expoente máximo da teatralidade de Miss Apple. &lt;br /&gt;Ainda que tenha uma edição errática de discos, ainda que deprima de 15 em 15 minutos [don´t we all?], ainda que às vezes pareça tudo um bocadinho exagerado, como o título do seu segundo album. Ainda que esta música seja diagnóstico suficiente para  ser tratado por pensamentos obsessivos. Ainda que o epíteto de &lt;em&gt;Fucked up girl &lt;/em&gt;lhe fique tão bem. Ainda que, ainda que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabamos o tema com uma certeza. A de que aquele olhar final diz tudo. Ninguém engole em seco daquela maneira por arte. Ninguém estremece para dentro por dinheiro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make no mistake, Miss Apple is for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pequeno agradecimento devido à Inf (ou artist formerly known as Inf) por ter chamado a minha distraída atenção para isto].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3616536840780586113?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3616536840780586113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3616536840780586113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3616536840780586113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3616536840780586113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/growing-up-in-public.html' title='Growing up in public'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-6449614464848695840</id><published>2007-07-04T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T15:50:20.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>em suma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ora bem, o Super Bock Super Rock, 2º acto, arrancou bem. Mais ou menos bem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Klaxons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que esteve antes de Klaxons não sei nem me interessa. Sei que os londrinos simplesmente arrasaram, apesar do seu ar puérpero-juvenil [o baterista parecia, segundo a mina, ter uns 10 aninhos de vida] e da pouca estória de vida em palco, estiveram mais do que à vontade em palco, comunicaram bem com o público e tocaram de cara****. Andaram pelo Myths of the New Future todinho, de Atlantis to Interzone a Isle of Her (vénia, vénia, vénia). Se me perguntam o que é que eles tocam, o "género". Não sei. Rock. Barulho. Electrónica. Não quero saber. Não fosse o resto, já tinha valido a pena. Klaxons ruuuuuule!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magic Numbers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;São inestéticos. Mais valia estarem quietinhos. Quando ouço aquelas &lt;em&gt;baladas&lt;/em&gt; só penso em folhos e flores no meio de um prado. Excelente momento para jantar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muito melhores desde a última vez que os vi e mais valia não ter visto. O segundo álbum continua a ser dispensável, mas ainda balancei e cantei algumas do primeiro. Muito boa onda com o público, piadolas pelo meio [&lt;em&gt;how do you say hangover in portuguese?&lt;/em&gt;], a merda da &lt;em&gt;banquet&lt;/em&gt; com a histeria global que se lhe associa, mas um som em condições, a voz afinadinha e a música também. Mais não sei. Estava mais preocupada em perceber se as miúdas da torre da optimus eram uma projecção ou estavam mesmo lá dentro a dançar umas coisas esquisitas. Não eram projecções [e valeram-me uma cerveja à pala].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sublime. Sublime. Sublime. Perfeito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas não se admite que tenha sido tão pouco tempo. Foi mínimo, o concerto. Merecíamos mais. Mais &lt;em&gt;Funeral&lt;/em&gt; [continuo sem perceber como deixaram de fora a &lt;em&gt;Laika&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;Crown of Love&lt;/em&gt; - a pedido de todas as famílias menos a meu pedido] e mais &lt;em&gt;Neon Bible&lt;/em&gt; [nem a homónima trautearam].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não merecíamos o "w&lt;em&gt;e will play no more".&lt;/em&gt; O concerto foi memorável, mas não há justificação para isto. Não há.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klaxons rule!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E o vinycios esteve lá, em peso. Este foi o meu dia 3. Não sei o que pensam os &lt;em&gt;fellowbloggers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora estou de &lt;em&gt;hangover&lt;/em&gt;, de molho para &lt;strong&gt;interpol&lt;/strong&gt;. Está quase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-6449614464848695840?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/6449614464848695840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=6449614464848695840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6449614464848695840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/6449614464848695840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/em-suma.html' title='em suma'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-263242148612183586</id><published>2007-07-04T10:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:54:01.977+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the road'/><title type='text'>havemos de ir a viana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rottg1w1UnI/AAAAAAAAACY/m7NqF6MCjME/s1600-h/velha_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083277015372878450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rottg1w1UnI/AAAAAAAAACY/m7NqF6MCjME/s400/velha_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RottaFw1UmI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fAhkDWISOGY/s1600-h/velha_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Anti-Pop fest is back. Desta vez, é este o cartaz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083277466344444546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rott7Fw1UoI/AAAAAAAAACg/dhSOC_aIMgc/s400/artistas_topo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viana do Castelo - 9/10/11 de Agosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-263242148612183586?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/263242148612183586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=263242148612183586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/263242148612183586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/263242148612183586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/havemos-de-ir-viana.html' title='havemos de ir a viana'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/Rottg1w1UnI/AAAAAAAAACY/m7NqF6MCjME/s72-c/velha_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-4859543259859507747</id><published>2007-07-03T15:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:47:03.432+01:00</updated><title type='text'>19h45 - é favor estar na interzone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/I1-rO4VLd0o' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/I1-rO4VLd0o'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois não digam que não avisei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-4859543259859507747?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/4859543259859507747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=4859543259859507747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4859543259859507747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/4859543259859507747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/19h45-favor-estar-na-interzone.html' title='19h45 - é favor estar na interzone'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-1622021725413728862</id><published>2007-07-02T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:30:11.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace with a mohawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc3e_xN_JNc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc3e_xN_JNc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas bandas vivem para sempre, por pouco que toquem, editem, escrevam ou publicitem.&lt;br /&gt;O s/t dos Velvet Underground vendeu 1500 cópias e formou 1500 bandas, disse um dia Michael Stipe. Os Pistols viveram dois anos e abanaram o mundo, inclusivamente o próprio. &lt;br /&gt;Elliot Smith morreu, tal como Tim Buckley.&lt;br /&gt;Cada &lt;em&gt;genre&lt;/em&gt; com a sua &lt;em&gt;persona&lt;/em&gt; seminal, as mais das vezes cortada antes do tempo. É a história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ska héctico e cafeínado dos Operation Ivy (1987-1989) vive e viverá encrustado, para espanto dos próprios, em centenas de bandas actuais e futuras do género.&lt;br /&gt;Forjada em plena Bay Area de Berkeley, Cal.  por quatro putos anónimos de 20 anos (Jesse Michaels - vox, Lint (aka Tim Armstrong) - guit., Matt Freeman - bass (e que baixo) e Dave Mello - Bat.), apesar das terríveis gravações inerentes à garagem de proveniência, os Operation Ivy trataram de reavivar o declínio dos Clash e a memória dos Specials e de introduzir um tudo nada de hip hop embrionário nos headphones de quem tinha cabelo verde.&lt;br /&gt;O single &lt;em&gt;Unity&lt;/em&gt; é a prova que o pacifismo deixara de ser exclusivo do movimento hippy e era, agora, gingado a duzentos à hora, não obstante o peso lírico das músicas.&lt;br /&gt;O fim prematuro terá sido, mais uma vez, o melhor fins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There wasn´t always a place to go, but there was always an urgent need to belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-1622021725413728862?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/1622021725413728862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=1622021725413728862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1622021725413728862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/1622021725413728862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/peace-with-mohawk.html' title='Peace with a mohawk'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3099187916127877028</id><published>2007-07-02T11:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:36:02.980+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santos da casa'/><title type='text'>encosta-te a mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RojTcFw1UlI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPT8pW13Bys/s1600-h/220.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082544659024400978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RojTcFw1UlI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPT8pW13Bys/s320/220.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sai hoje o último do Jorge Palma, Vôo Nocturno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já roda na grafonola o single, "encosta-te a mim", que, bem ao estilo deste grande senhor, continua com letras impressivas e impressionantes. É um grande compositor, é uma grande voz, é um grande escritor e faz-se rodear de outros tantos génios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neste álbum, o mestre assina dez das doze canções e convida Carlos Tê, Samuel Beckett por João Lagarto, Flak, Marco Nunes (ex-Blind Zero, que é giro que se farta e com quem já tive oportunidade de actuar...num casamento!), Miguel Barros e André Hollanda (ex-Zen, que eram uma grande malha), Miguel Ferreira (dos Clã e Blind Zero), Gabriel Gomes (Sétima Legião, ex-Madredeus), Pedro Sotiry, Pedro Vidal (Blind Zero) e os Dixie Gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É esta a banda sonora:&lt;br /&gt;1. Encosta-te a mim (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;2. Voo Nocturno (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;3. Rosa Branca (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;4. O Centro Comercial fechou (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;5. Olá (cá estamos outra vez) (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;6. Abrir o sinal (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;7. Gaivota dos Alteirinhos (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;8. Casa do Capitão - instrumental (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;9. Vermelho Redundante (Carlos Tê/ Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;10. Quarteto da Corda (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;11. Finalmente a Sós (Jorge Palma)&lt;br /&gt;12. A Velhice (Samuel Beckett/ João Lagarto/ Jorge Palma) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Queria tê-lo já no meu ouvido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3099187916127877028?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3099187916127877028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3099187916127877028' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3099187916127877028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3099187916127877028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/encosta-te-mim.html' title='encosta-te a mim'/><author><name>lux</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15706793022061450501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aGznzYApVrc/RojTcFw1UlI/AAAAAAAAACI/zPT8pW13Bys/s72-c/220.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5160632238662622166.post-3418415520351386326</id><published>2007-07-01T19:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T19:18:46.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Together in electric dreams [v. original]</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9foZ7KVSng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r9foZ7KVSng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tema de Phil Oakley [agora habitualmente remixado de vários feitios num clubzinho perto da nossa casa] merece ser re-ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;E o respectivo video merece ser revisto, para que fique queimado na memória que, apesar daqueles cortes de cabelo, tudo acabou em bem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5160632238662622166-3418415520351386326?l=vinycios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/feeds/3418415520351386326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5160632238662622166&amp;postID=3418415520351386326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3418415520351386326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5160632238662622166/posts/default/3418415520351386326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinycios.blogspot.com/2007/07/together-in-electric-dreams-v-original.html' title='Together in electric dreams [v. original]'/><author><name>Solapinoeufaçoumarevolução</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02719272025875283802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
