Bang Bang Eche

http://www.mediafire.com/?4ylcysjtfg2

http://www.myspace.com/bangbangeche

Ódio...

Ódio por ele? Não... Se o amei tanto,
Se tanto bem lhe quis no meu passado,
Se o encontrei depois de o ter sonhado,
Se à vida assim roubei todo o encanto...

Que importa se mentiu? E se hoje o pranto
Turva o meu triste olhar, marmorizado,
Olhar de monja, trágico, gelado
Como um soturno e enorme Campo Santo!

Ah! nunca mais amá-lo é já bastante!
Quero senti-lo d’outra, bem distante,
Como se fora meu, calma e serena!

Ódio seria em mim saudade infinda,
Mágoa de o ter perdido, amor ainda.
Ódio por ele? Não... não vale a pena...

Florbela Espanca

Late of the Pier

Little Boots

La Roux

\\\ LA ROUX /// IN FOR THE KILL


We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?

I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

I hang my hopes out on the line
Will they be ready for you in time
If you leave them out too long
They'll be withered by the sun
Full stops and exclamation marks
My words stumble before I start
How far can you send emotions?
Can this bridge cross the ocean?

Let's go to war
To make peace
Let's be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you're not blinded by the light from me

We Have Band

"If the Horrors went 80s induced disco you might balk at the concept, yet the beginning of We Have Band's debut 'Oh' sounds exactly like that with a broody hook which runs with the disco feel.

Cramming in Hot Chip beeps with Talking Head’s rhythm the concoction is a frantic, itchy marrying of sounds which wouldn’t be out of place on the Skins soundtrack, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. The frenetic repetition of “Oh / oh / oh” skips over the macabre disco and despite the heavy electro influence it is more new wave than new rave, which in the post-mortem of the Klaxons aftermath is defiantly in their favour. These are The Rapture of the new generation; as filthy as The Faint with a pinch of futuristic-pop to match the heavy laying of programming and drums.

It’s the most chilled disco-funk ever - it’s almost electro-by-numbers except for the fact it manifests itself into the catchiest, most danceable song ever transcending any influence gained from the likes of ADULT and Fischerspooner and creating a whole new, addictive sound."

http://www.thisisfakediy.co.uk/articles/tracks/we-have-band-oh





lets speak
while the freaks
are whispering

Espelho meu, espelho meu...

I must have seen too much skin
Much more than I needed to win
And much more than I wanted to dream
I must have felt so much pain
It’s funny how some things do remain
It isn’t true that things do change
Isn’t it strange how pain remains

Mickey and Sylvia - Love is strange

Acordei com a música no ouvido :)



Love, love is strange
Lot of people take it for a game
Once you get it
You'll never wanna quit

Are you not the same as you used to be...

even if i try so hard
would we still be coming to an end
even if we spoke the same words
would we still turn each phrase
even if its simple rock stars
we were given pieces of the heart
and when there is nothing left to pretend
we will know its coming to an end

even if we try so hard
we were given pieces of our heart
its always good to see you again
even if its coming to an end

Chew Lips

There's no Time, no time... don't wanna wait...

I'm a stranger in town. But if you were here would you ease my mind?

If you were here
Would you calm me down or settle the score
The feelings I fight burn so bright
I'm a stranger in town
But if you were here would you ease my mind? C'mon.
The sleep fled from my eyes
And I, I know that I need some
Give a thought to the one that you know.
Oh, oh would you calm Me down
When the breath gets shallow and fast
We put on the clinic
if you were here,
if you were here,
would you calm me down,
or settle the score
It felt good to me
Can’t you see I’m losing it
Must I set up the scene
Put on a clinic but I need you right
Would you ease my mind?
The ghost of you lingers
Put on a clinic till we hit the Wall
it lingers
Just like a sailor with his wounds being salted
I had a nightmare nothing could be put back together
Would you settle the score
If you were here would you calm me down
The ghost of you lingers
It lingers and I sleep a bit
Oh wont you calm me down.

Oh, leave me something to breathe...

Weve lost our chance.
Were the first and the last, ooh,
After the blast.
Chips of plutonium
Are twinkling in every lung.

I want short breaths...

Oriundos do Canadá, os Crystal Castles actuarão no primeiro dia do Festival Alive, dia que contará igualmente com a performance de Erol Alkan, como projecto alternativo.

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Crystal Castle Crimewave
Uploaded by Differentrecordings

But life's breath like a sun against my head...

I'm on Fire...

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
Im on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
Im on fire

Sometimes its like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
Im on fire