P’ra rir…ou sorrir…083

Sócrates - O interrogatório

''O interrogatório de Sócrates'' (Donos Disto Tudo - RTP)

Pérolas 251

 Ithaka - “Stellafly” (1997)

 “Stellafly”, the second album by California songwriter and alternative hip hop artist, Ithaka, received the "Album of The Year" portuguese award (1997) and was also nominated for four “Prémios Blitz” (Portuguese Grammy) for Best Album, Best Vocalist, Best Single (for "Seabra Is Mad") and Best Video ("Seabra is Mad").

 All lyrics and lead vocals by Ithaka (Ithaka Darin Pappas).

 Joe Fossard & Ewan Butler (music), with special guests Mimi, Jôsette (aka Hi-Fi Jo), X-Sista, Red Beans, Ace (Mind Da Gap), Marta Dias and Sergio Nascimento.

1. The Bum With Blue Blood                                          

2. Substance-Free Exile                                                  

3. The Plot (ft. Mimi)                                                       

4. Eden By The Sea                                                         

5. Ain't No Breeze                                                           

6. Butterfly Of Wisdom                                                    

7. Seabra Is Mad                                                               

8. Stay Strong Little Brother (ft. Jôsette aka Hi-Fi Jo)

9. Capricorn and Cancer (ft. X-Sista)

10. King Tardy

11. Sunny The Bunny (ft. Red Beans)

12. Sushi-Pack Subway  (ft. Red Beans)

13. Alabama Cave Party (ft. Ace / Mind Da Gap)

14. The Rise and Fall Of A Fortune

15. Spiritual Graveyard

16. Ursula Of Ithaka (ft. Marta Dias)

17. Stellafly

JP ®

Ithaka - “Stellafly” (1997)

Pérolas 250

“A Seita Tem Um Radar” – Cabeças no Ar 

(Rui Veloso, Tim, João Gil, Jorge Palma com Kalú na bateria)

No meio dos amigos, aprende-se muito mais
Do que em todos os manuais, histórias de fazer corar
Coisas da vida reais, que nos querem ocultar

Quando os dias incertos, franzem o seu sobrolho
E até os céus mais abertos, nos correm o seu forrolho
Quem é que não nos enjeita
Só a seita, só a seita

A seita tem um radar, que apanha tudo no ar
Na seita não há papão, tudo tem explicação

No meio das amigas, aprende-se ainda mais
Vai-se mais longe que os sonhos e que a imaginação
As ciências naturais, cabem na palma da mão

A seita tem um radar, que apanha tudo no ar
Na seita não há papão, tudo tem explicação

In “A Seita Tem Um Radar” – Cabeças no Ar / Composição: Carlos Tê & João Gil

  

Pérolas 249 (especial Lighthouse Family)

Lighthouse Family - ''(I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be) Free'' + ''One''

Lighthouse Family - ''Goodbye Heartbreak''

Lighthouse Family - ''High''

Lighthouse Family - ''Lifted''

Lighthouse Family - ''Lost In Space''

Lighthouse Family - ''Lovin' Every Minute''

Lighthouse Family - ''Ocean Drive''

Lighthouse Family - ''Question Of Faith''

Lighthouse Family - ''Raincloud''

Lighthouse Family - ''Run''

Pérolas 248 (especial That Petrol Emotion)

“Blue To Black” (live) – That Petrol Emotion

Mirror fragments that are staring back
Livid lips and an eye that's turning blue to black
Cracked

Sweaty walls that keep me company
And the stink of perfume primes my memory
Luxury

Takes you in its arms won't you honey hush
Senses drawing skin that crawls and squirms to touch
Crushed
Whisper words into my mouth and bite
Coming up for air and to suffocate delight
Spite

Mirror fragments that are staring back
Livid lips and an eye that's turning blue to black
Cracked
With an after-taste so sweetly sour
I embrace the shame as it hugs me cheek by jowl

Howl

In “Blue To Black” – That Petrol Emotion

“Cellophane” – That Petrol Emotion

In a world and in its sounds
In any street in any town I go
There's a wreckage of desire
Of feelings never hired or sold
Where cellophane and thunder always come
And the factories of fantasies belong

I can only find the murder machine
I can only find the murder machine

From a notion of the times
To the hoodlum kitchen minds that die
From every mutant hour
To those who have the power who don't try
Where the surplus sounds of sanity grow hoarse
And an abject slave mentality gets worse

I can only find the murder machine
I can only find the murder machine

In “Cellophane” – That Petrol Emotion

 “Hey Venus” – That Petrol Emotion

For sure for sure and actual
You swear by all that's factual
Insane elastic joy despair

Figures dance and bebop
Take me away from the drop
I cannot help but stand and stare

Sawdust Casanovas
Are dying to take over
Lipstick on bankrolls, it's a deal

Telling stinking lies
Cheap chat and shifty eyes
Double the price you gotta steal

Hey Venus
Hey Venus
Wants us all so bad
Hope it drives her mad

Holy rolling thinkers
Knee jerks and lovesick drinkers
Eyeball each other through the haze

Swapping tales of woe
Ozone and G.I. Joe
They can they do and guess who pays

Hey Venus
Hey Venus
Wants us all so bad
Hope it drives her mad

Time to spit it out, wash it down the spout
You don't have to kiss because you pout
All those high hopes locked up inside
Let 'em out, put your doubt aside

Hey Venus
Hey Venus
Wants us all so bad
Hope it drives her mad

Hey Venus
Hey Venus
Wants us all so bad
Hope it drives her mad

In “Hey Venus” – That Petrol Emotion

“Sensitize” – That Petrol Emotion

Heard a secret and saw you smilin'
So convincing, you're so beguiling
Leave me breathless
And I can't think straight at all

Cold as starlight
You sting like sunburn
Searching blindfold you, melt my fingers
Summer bleeds for you, testifies

Ultrafervor
Head to toe
Sensitizes
Burns and glows
Helter swelter

Sweet and slow
Avalanche
Avalanche
Avalanche

Heard a secret and saw you smilin'
So convincing, you're so beguiling
Leave me breathless
And I can't think straight at all

Damburst drowning
Your favorite feelings
Avalanches that chill all healing
Spurning indigo celebrate

Ultrafervor
Head to toe
Sensitizes
Burns and glows
Helter swelter

Sweet and slow
Avalanche
Avalanche
Avalanche

Helter swelter
Sweet and slow
Helter swelter
Sweet and slow
Helter swelter
Sweet and slow

In “Sensitize” – That Petrol Emotion

Pérolas 247

Nelly - ''Hot In Herre''

Hot in, so hot in here! So hot in, hot, oh!
With a little bit of, uh uh, and a little bit of, uh uh
Just a little bit of, just a little bit of,
Just a little bit of, just a little bit of

I was like, good gracious, ass is bodacious
Flirtatious, trying to show faces
I'm waiting for the right time to shoot my steez you know
Waiting for the right time to flash them ki's, then
I'm leaving, please believing, oh!
Me and the rest of my heathens
Check it, got it locked at the top of the Fo' Seasons
Penthouse, roof top, birds I feeding
No deceiving, nothing up my sleeve and
No teasing I need you to
Get up up on the dance floor
Give that man what he asking for
'Cause I feel like busting loose
And I feel like touching you, uh uh
And can't nobody stop the juice
So baby tell me what's the use? I said

It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off
It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

Uh, uh, uh, let it hang all out!

Why you at the bar if you ain't popping the bottles? c'mon
What good is all the fame if you ain't fucking the models
I see you driving, sports cars, ain't hitting the throttle
And I'll be down to do a hundred, top down and goggles
Get off the freeway, exit 106 and "Park"ed it
Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it
Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it
I spit game cause baby I can't talk it
Warm, sweating, it's hot up in this joint
Vokal tank top, on at this point
You with a winner so baby you can't loose
I got secrets can't leave Cancun
So take it off like your home alone
You know dance in front your mirror while you're on the phone
Checking your reflection and telling your best friend
Like "Girl I think my butt getting big!"

It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off
It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

Let it hang all out
Mix a little bit of
With a little bit of
Let it just fall out
Give a little bit of
With a little bit of
Let it hang all out
With a little bit of
And a sprinkle of that
Let it just fall out
I like it when ya
Girl, baby make it

Stop pacing, time wasting
I gotta a friend with a pole in the basement what?
I'm just kidding like Jason oh
Unless you gon' do it
Extra, extra, eh, spread the news check it
Nelly took a trip from the Luna to Neptunes
Came back with something thick and it fitting in sasoons
Say she got a thing about cutting in restrooms, oh

It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off
It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off
It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes
I am, getting so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

Let it hang all out
Mix a little bit of
With a little bit of
Let it just fall out
Give a little bit of
With a little bit of
Let it hang all out
With a little bit of
And a sprinkle of that
Let it just fall out
I like it when ya
Girl, baby make it

In “Hot In Herre” – Nelly (Compositores: Pharrell Williams / Charles L. Brown / Cornell Haynes)

Nelly - ''Hot In Herre'' (2nd Version) (HD)

"...It's getting hot in here, so hot, so take off all your clothes..."

Pérolas 246

Amy Winehouse - ''You Know I'm No Good''

Meet you dowstairs in the bar and hurt,
Your rolled up sleeves in your skull t-shirt,
You say 'What did you do with him today?',
And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray,
'Cause you're my fella my guy,
Hand me your Stella and fly,
By the time I'm out the door,
You tear men down like Roger Moore,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Upstairs in bed with my ex boy,
He's in a place but I can't get joy,
Thinking on you in the final throes,
This is when my buzzer goes,
Run out to meet you, chips and pitta,
You say 'when we married',
'cause you're not bitter,
'There'll be none of him no more',
I cried for you on the kitchen floor,

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

Sweet reunion Jamaica and Spain,
We're like how we were again,
I'm in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as I soap my feet,
Then you notice like carpet burn,
My stomach drop and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
Who truly stuck the knife in first

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good,

I cheated myself
Like I knew I would
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I'm no good.

In “You Know I'm No Good” – Amy Winehouse

Pérolas 245 (dose dupla)

Carminho & Marisa Monte 

(...divinais...)

Carminho & Marisa Monte - ''Chuva no Mar''

Coisas transformam-se em mim
É como chuva no mar
Se desmancha assim em
Ondas a me atravessar
Um corpo sopro no ar

Com um nome p’ra chamar
É só alguém batizar
Nome p’ra chamar de
Nuvem, vidraça, varal
Asa, desejo, quintal
O horizonte lá longe
Tudo o que o olho alcançar

E o que ninguém escutar
Te invade sem parar
Te transforma sem ninguém notar
Frases, vozes, cores
Ondas, frequências, sinais
O mundo é grande demais

Coisas transformam-se em mim
Por todo o mundo é assim

Isso nunca vai ter fim

In “Chuva no Mar” – Carminho & Marisa Monte

Compositores: Marisa Monte / Arnaldo Antunes

 Carminho & Marisa Monte - ''Estrada do Sol''

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu
Ainda estão a brilhar
Ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu
Ainda estão a brilhar
Ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

Quero que você
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair por aí
Sem pensar
No que foi que sonhei
E que chorei, que sofri
Pois a nossa manhã
Já me fez esquecer
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair pra ver o sol

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu (caiu)
Ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu
E ainda estão a brilhar
E ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

Quero que você
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair por aí
Sem pensar
No que foi que sonhei
Que chorei, que sofri
Pois a nova manhã
Já me fez esquecer
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair pra ver o sol

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu
E ainda estão a brilhar
E ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

É de manhã
Vem o sol
Mas os pingos da chuva
Que ontem caiu
E ainda estão a brilhar
E ainda estão a dançar
Ao vento alegre
Que me traz esta canção

Quero que você
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair por aí
Sem pensar
No que foi que sonhei
Que chorei, que sofri
Pois a nossa manhã
Já me fez esquecer
Me dê a mão
Vamos sair pra ver o sol
Vamos sair pra ver o sol
O sol
Sol
O sol

In “Estrada do Sol” – Carminho & Marisa Monte

Compositor: Mauricio Duboc / cover de tema original interpretado por Tom Jobim