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» Love is in the air
Publicado Jun 25 2009 ] Eventos , ] Filmes , ] Meio ambiente , ] Música , ] Surf Art Deixar um Comentário
WAR
Until the philosophy which hold one race superior
And another
Inferior
Is finally
And permanently
Discredited
And abandoned
Well everywhere is war
Is a war
And until there’s no longer
First class or second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man’s skin
Is of no more significance to the colour of his eyes
I’ve got to say war
And until the basic human rights
Are equally guaranteed to all
Without regard to race
This a war
‘Cause until that day
The dream of lasting peace
World citizenship
And rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion to be pursued
But never attained
Well everywhere is war
Is a war
War in the east
War in the west
War up north
War down south
And this a war
War
Rumours of war
And until the ignoble and unhappy regime
that hold our brothers in Angola
In Mozambique
South Africa
Sub-human bondage
Has been toppled
Utterly destroyed
Well, everywhere is war
Me say war
War
And until that day
The African continent
Will not know peace
We Africans will fight (we find it necessary)
We know we shall win
We are confident
In the victory
Of good over evil
Good over evil
Good over evil
Good over evil
War
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O post anterior me fez lembrar dessa música…
Take me back
Take me back
Before the modern times
I.D. cards and credit cards
Plastic takes the paper’s place
Feel the change
Feel the change
A number can become your name
What’s your rating is it triple A
Are we told to do and told to say?
Half a world with plastic cards
The other half are left to starve
Can you hear the money talk
It always says goodbye
Languages, percentages
Recognise your true belief
Will the banker become the beast
Do the fed, become the feast
In the black, in the red
Do we earn our daily bread
Should we save or should we spend
Does this rule our hearts
And our heads
Half a world with plastic cards
The other half are left to starve
Can you hear the money talk
It always says goodbye
Talking sense or talking dollars
People aren’t currency
Half a world with credit cards
The other half left to starve
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Em Balneário Camboriú.
Informações: www.didge.com.br
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Documentário que narra a história das raízes e desdobramentos da “Surf Music” californiana, dos anos 60 até os dias de hoje. E isso tudo na visão dos bateristas, contando inclusive com lições pra aprender a tocar a chamada “surf drums”, ou seja, tirar da bateria a sonzeira da (verdadeira) “Surf Music”. Ao tomar conhecimento desse documentário me dei conta de que, se algum estilo de música pode realmente ser chamado de “Surf Music” em qualquer época, é o das bandas apresentadas em “POUNDING SURF!”. O resto é tentativa. Assistir ao trailer instiga muito pra assistir à obra completa. No site é possível encomendar. Esse eu acho que vale. Parece ser bom demais. Diz aí.
Por: Gustavo Otto
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Robert Nesta Marley
[06 de fevereiro de 1945 — 11 de maio de 1981]
Jamming
Bob Marley & The Wailers
We’re jamming
I wanna jam it with you,
We’re jamming, jamming
And I hope you like jamming too
Ain’t no rules, ain’t no vow, we can do it anyhow
I and I will see you through,
‘Cos every day we pay the price with a little sacrifice
Jamming till the jam is through.
We’re jamming
To think that jamming was a thing of the past,
We’re jamming, jamming
And I hope this jam is gonna last
No bullet can stop us now, we neither beg nor will we bow
Neither can be bought nor sold.
We all defend the right, JAH JAH children must unite
Your life is worth much more than gold.
We’re jamming, jamming
We’re jamming in the name of the Lord
We’re jamming, jamming
We’re jamming right straight from JAH
Holy mount Zion
Holy mount Zion
JAH sitteth in Mount Zion
And rules all Creation
Yeah, we’re jamming, jamming
I wanna jam it with you
We’re jamming, jamming
I’m jammed, I hope you’re jamming too
Jam’s about my pride and truth I cannot hide
Too Keep you satisfied.
True love that now exist is the love I can’t resist
So jam by my side.
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Essa foto deve ter sido tirada logo depois do Nadinho ter surfado um swell como esse de 3 e 4 de janeiro de 2009…
O ano começou bem. Obrigado, Senhor!
Por: Gustavo Otto
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P.S. – mais informações sobre esse grande intérprete brasileiro do Samba, cuja imagem foi respeitosamente utilizada nessa postagem: Nadinho Da Ilha.
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» Surfestival III (Chile)
Publicado Out 13 2008 ] Eventos , ] Filmes , ] Meio ambiente , ] Música , ] Surf Art 1 Comentário
Rodrigo Farias organiza mais um Surfestival, evento que vem crescendo em qualidade e público a cada ano no Chile. Em 2007 tive a oportunidade de prestigiar e recomendo a visita.
O Surfestival III será realizado na capital Santiago (26 a 30 de novembro, 2008) e em Pichilemu (11 a 16 de fevereiro, 2009).
Acompanhe as informações e, em breve, a programação em:
http://surfestival.blogspot.com
- Obs: para conferir posts sobre as edições passadas, clique aqui.
Por: Gustavo Otto
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LEILANI
Somewhere on a South Pacific island
Sits a young man staring at the surf.
His native girlfriend died a death quite violent
A tribal sacrifice made to the earth.
She was brown, her hair was black, her eyes were blue.
A chief’s daughter, Leilani was her name.
She and her young man made a handsome two
But lava tore them both apart again.
Leilani, don’t go to the volcano (he’d say).
They were saving for a little hut,
She collected sea-shells every day.
Everynight they’d share a cigarette
But The ancient, angry gods got in the way.
Leilani, don’t go to the volcano (he’d plead).
[CEREMONY:]
Katoomba, Hey! Macumbah, Ho!
Umgawah! Hey! Ho! Hey-eh! Ah…
Leilani – crula-bula-ulladulla-wok-a-tai
Aba-laba-laba, Hut!
Leilani-nevageta-huta-tera-cota-tile
Aba-laba-laba Hut!
Umgawah!!!
Still the young man sits upon the beach,
He’s staring misty-eyed out into space.
He’s thinking about his girlfriend (of late, deceased),
At least her death had purpose; now his life is a waste!
Leilani, don’t go to the volcano (he’d beg her)
HOODOO GURUS
http://hoodoogurus.net
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoodoo_Gurus
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Errol:
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Things Don’t Seem:
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AUSTRALIAN CRAWL
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian_crawl
http://www.jamesreyne.com.au
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July ‘08
27 | Sun | Helooch | Curitiba
29 | Tue | Credicard Hall | Sao Paulo
31 | Thu | Citibank Hall | Rio de Janeiro
August ‘08
01 | Fri | Chevrolet Hall | Belo Horizonte
02 | Sat | Iate Club de Brasilia | Brasilia
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ROAD TRIPPIN’
Road trippin’ with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It’s time to leave this town, it’s time to steal away
Let’s go get lost anywhere in the U.S.A.
Let’s go get lost, let’s go get lost…
Blue you sit so pretty west of the one
Sparkle light with yellow icing just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for…
So much as come before those battles lost and won
This life is shining more forever in the sun
Now let us check our heads and let us check the surf
Staying high and dry’s more trouble than it’s worth in the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These Smiling eyes are just a mirror for…
In Big Sur we take some time to linger on
We three hunky dory’s got our snakefinger on
Now let us drink the stars, it’s time to steal away
Let’s go get lost right here in the U.S.A.
Let’s go get lost, let’s go get lost…
Blue you sit so pretty west of the one
Sparkle light with yellow icing just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for…
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for…
Your smiling eyes are just a mirror for…
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