Carry on Wayward Son – Kansas ou Malmsteen?

A pergunta é retórica, obviamente. A música é do Kansas e Malmsteen a regravou em um álbum chamado “Inspiration” justamente para mostrar o quanto essa música o havia influenciado. É a mesma música, mas a do Malmsteen é uma versão com esteróides, digamos assim.

E aí? Qual das duas?

Kansas
Malmsteen

Simple Man – Lynyrd Skynyrd

É curioso demorar tanto tempo para postar uma música do Lynyrd Skynyrd, sendo que já tive até uma banda que só tocava músicas deles. Antes tarde do que nunca. 🙂

É difícil escolher a melhor música deles. Há as mais conhecidas como “Free Bird“, “Sweet Home Alabama“, “What’s your name?“, entre outras (a lista é interminável), e uma delas é “Simple Man”. A letra dessa música é uma espécie de mantra em minha vida. Mais do que isso, acho que é uma espécie de receita para a felicidade.

Sem mais delongas, aí vai (letra logo após o vídeo).

Simple Man
(Lynyrd Skynyrd)


Mama told me when I was young
"Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day"

"Oh, take your time, don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
You'll find a woman and you'll find love
And don't forget, son, there is someone up above"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

"Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"
Oh yes, I will

"Boy, don't you worry, you'll find yourself
Follow your heart and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied"

"And be a simple kind of man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me, son, if you can"

Baby, be a simple, really simple man
Oh, be something you love and understand
Baby, be a simple, kind of simple man

Storytime – Nightwish

Mais uma vez, SENSACIONAL! Gosto especialmente do refrão. A melodia “enche os olhos”. 🙂

Letra logo após o vídeo.

Storytime
(Nightwish)

It was the night before,
When all through the world
No words, no dreams
Then one day
A writer by a fire
Imagined all of Gaia
Took a journey into a child-man’s heart
 
A painter on the shore
Imagined all the world
Within a snowflake on his palm
Unframed by poetry
A canvas of awe
Planet Earth falling back into the stars
 
I am the voice of never, never land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear
 
I am the journey,
I am the destination
I am the home
The tale that reads you
A way to taste the night
The elusive high
Follow the madness
Alice, you know once did
 
Imaginarium, a dream emporium
Caress the tales and
They will dream you real
A storyteller’s game,
Lips that intoxicate
The core of all life is a limitless chest of tales
 
I am the voice of never, never land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan
A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear
 
I am the voice of never, never land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
Searching heavens for another earth
 
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man, ah-ah
Every man innocent, every man, Peter Pan
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man
Every man innocent, every man, Peter Pan
 
I am the voice of never, never land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear
 
I am the voice of never, never land
The innocence, the dreams of every man
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky
Every chimney, every moonlit sight
I am the story that will read you real
Every memory that you hold dear

Barstool Warrior – Dream Theater

E eles mais uma vez mandaram bem (para variar)! Letra e música irretocáveis! 🙂

Barstool Warrior

In a dark and lonely corner, all the time in Dark-side inn
Sits a local barstool warrior, talking to his gin
Treating past decisions, he motions for a shot
Is he doomed to be a man this world forgot?
Just a prisoner of the monster on his back

Call it bad luck, call it fate
Call it stuck here the rest of my days
Serves me right, what went wrong
And where do I belong?

In the glow of flashing lights, on the shoulder of the road
Clutching at the bruised and tired skin
She tries to signal danger with anguish in her eyes
Will he see the world of pain she's in?

Or is it too late?

Was it bad luck, was it fate
Or a past that she couldn't escape?
It's not right, something's wrong
Just where do I belong?

Promises made, crying in vain
All empty, never accepting the blame
And not letting go of the shame
A river of tears, as months turned to years
All wasted on someone not willing to change
Now only a shadow remains

No one can save you
And there's no one to see
It has been written
You will become all you think, all you feel, all you dream

Now I'm cutting the anchor away
And I won't look back
I'm starting a new life today
Now I see where I belong

Australian Crawl e Itacoatiara, Niterói/RJ

Feriado de flashback sem Australian Crawl não é legítimo! Sério… Desengavetei os 47 anos com gosto. Essa banda é a cara da praia de Itacoatiara (em Niterói/RJ) na década de 1980. E descobri que ainda é a banda de Itacoatiara em pleno 2019! A música continuava lá… Eu só precisava prestar atenção para ouvi-la.

Bons tempos! E o que é bom fica para sempre. ❤ ❤ ❤

P.S.: Itacoatiara é uma das praias mais bonitas do mundo e isso não é um exagero. Basta ver aqui.

Iahweh e Orquestra Filarmônica do Cone Leste Paulista: Neblim

 

Apenas ouça. Faça esse favor a você mesmo. Arranjo enlouquecedor, músicos MUITO acima da média, falando de Deus…. Para ser melhor ainda, mistura uma orquestra filarmônica com som pesado. Uma das coisas mais bonitas que já vi na minha vida.

É Páscoa. Deve ser isso. Obrigado pelo presente, Jesus!