Em Repeat » Ty Segall - Pretty Baby

In Serious Repeat » Jim Jones Revue - Rock'n'Roll Psychosis

Em Repeat » The Act - Ups - Alive Again

Em Repeat » The Love Me Nots - Move In Tight

Ainda em Repeat » Kills - Last Day of Magic

Em Repeat » The King Khan and BBQ Show - Why Don't You Lie

Em Repeat » The Kills - Cheap and Cheerful

It's Alright to be Mean!

God I Love This Song!!! » The Sonics - Strychnine

Em Repeat » The Bombettes - I Wanna

Em Repeat » Robert Plant & Alison Krauss - Gone Gone Gone (Done Moved On)

Some sunny day-hay baby
When everything seems okay, baby
You'll wake up and find out you're alone
Cause Ill be gone
Gone, gone, gone really gone
Gone, ga-gone, cause you done me wrong

Everyone that you meet baby
As you walk down the street baby
Will ask you why you're walkin all alone
Why you're on your own
Just say I'm gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, ga-gone, cause you done me wrong

If you change your way baby
You might get me to stay baby
Ya better hurry up if ya don't wanna be alone
Or Ill be gone
Gone, gone, gone
Really gone
Gone, Ga-gone
Cause you done me wrong

Em Repeat » Interpol - There's no I in threesome

Through the storms and the light
Baby, you stood by my side
And life is wine
But there are days in this life
When you see the teeth marks of time
Two lovers divide

Sound meets sound, babe
The echoes they surround
And know that we need is one thing
Now what is there to allow?

Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So, just let us be free

And baby tonight
I see your lips are on fire
And life is wine
Now the windows are open the moon is so bright
There's no one can tell us what love brings, you and I

Through the storms and the light
Baby you stood by my side
And life is wine
You feel the sweet breath of time
It's whispering, its truth not mine
There's no I in threesome
And I am all for it
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
And feathers bend like trees in the moonlight
Babe, it's time we give something new a try
Oh, alone we may fight
So just let us be free tonight

Em Repeat » Dj Shimmy's Planet 45's Podcasts

Sábado passado após uma enorme actuação dos Bro-x, quem esteve na ZDB contou com um final de noite de arromba, cheio de hits soul, rhythm'n'blues, funk e garage, que esteve a cargo do DJ Shimmy (US),  o DJ residente do Barreiro Rocks desde 2005. Só digo que acabei a noite com marcas de piaçaba no pescoço...Para quem não pôde ir, aqui fica o link para o podcast do programa de rádio do DJ Shimmy na East Village Radio  (para os mais distraídos: basta copiar o link do podcast e colar no vosso programa de eleição para ouvir podcasts).

Bro-X » Carla Puta

Death Proof OST

Tal como Tarantino tem-nos vindo a habituar, a OST de Death Proof prima pelo bom gosto e adequação, ao ponto de algumas músicas perderem metade da graça quando se quebra a sinergia filme/ost.
É mais um excelente passeio pela colecção de 45' de Tarantino desde T-Rex a esta versão dos Smith de "Baby it's you"...completamente viciante (bolas! acho que estou a ficar sentimental)

Em Repeat » The National - Cardinal Song

Never look her in the eyes
Never tell the truth
If she knows your paper
You know she'll have to burn you

Never tell the one you want that you do
Save it for the deathbed
When you know you kept her wanting you

And do everything she'd never do

Fall asleep with stranger's wives
The wild wives of unknown men
Good for you, you've just become
Just another one of them

Never say you miss her 
Never say a word 

And do everything she'd never do

Don't let her see your cardinal eyes

Let her treat you like a criminal
So you can treat her like a priest
Girls forgive my human mind
Girls forgive me one more time

Never tell the one you love that you do
Save it for the deathbed
And do everything she'd never do

Don't let her see your cardinal eyes

Jesus christ you have confused me
Cornered, wasted, blessed and used me
Forgive me girls i am confused
Stiff and pissed and lost and loose

Nicotine´s Orchestra » La Trahison des Sons

In Serious Repeat » The National - Brainy

I’ve been draggin around from the end of your coat for two weeks
everywhere you go is swirlin, everything you say has water under it

You know I keep your fingerprints in a pink folder in the middle of my table
you’re the tall kingdom I surround, think I better follow you around

You might need me more than you think you will
come home in the car you love, brainy brainy brainy

I’ve been draggin around from the end of your coat for two weeks
you keep changing you’re fancy fancy mind every time I decide to let go

I was up all night again, boning up and reading the American dictionary
you’ll never believe me what I found, think I better follow you around

Em Repeat » Franz Ferdinand - All my friends (LCD Soundsystem Cover)

Não resisto a postar a cover dos Franz Ferdinand...

Em Repeat » LCD Soundsystem - All my friends

That's how it starts...We go back to your house
We check the charts, And start to figure it out.

And if it's crowded, all the better,
because we know we're gonna be up late.
But if you're worried about the weather
then you picked the wrong place to stay.
That's how it starts.

And so it starts, You switch the engine on.
We set controls for the heart of the sun, one of the ways we show our age.

And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
and I still don't wanna stagger home.
Then it's the memory of our betters
that are keeping us on our feet.

You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan,
and the next five years trying to be with your friends again.

You're talking 45 turns just as fast as you can,
yeah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend.

It comes apart, the way it does in bad films.
Except in parts, when the moral kicks in.

Though when we're running out of the drugs
and the conversation's winding away.
I wouldn't trade one stupid decision
for another five years of life

You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can,
and the next ten people who are trying to be polite.
When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France,
Yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight?

And to tell the truth. Oh, this could be the last time.
So here we go, like a sail's force into the night

And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool
on the road, there's always this.
And if I'm sewn into submission,
I can still come home to this.

And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand,
you can sleep on the plane or review what you said.
When you're drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks
you think over and over, "hey, I'm finally dead."

Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand,
you look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop.
You forgot what you meant when you read what you said,
and you always knew you were tired, but then,
where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight? If I could see all my friends tonight...

Pragmatismo!

Thank God it's fatal

Thank God it's fatal

Not shy

Andrew Bird - Heretics