Tim Burton's - Vincent (Short Animation 1982)

Thom Yorke - And It Rained All Night

Album: The Eraser
Track nr: 7
Duration: 4:15
Year: 2006
Genre: Art Rock





And it rained all night and washed the filfth away
Down New York airconditioned drains
The click click clack of the heavy black trains
A million engines in neutral

The tick tock tick of a ticking timebomb
Fifty feet of concrete underground
One little leak becomes a lake
Says the tiny voice in my earpiece
So I give in to the rhythm
The click click clack
I'm too wasted to fight back
Tick tack goes the pendulum on the old grandfather clock

I can see you
But I can never reach you

And it rained all night and then all day
The drops were the size of your hands and face
The worms come out to see what's up
We pull the cars up from the river

It's relentless
Invisible
Indefatigable
Indisputable
Undeniable

So how come it looks so beautiful?
How come the moon falls from the sky?

I can see you
But I can never reach you

I can see you
But I can never reach you

Friends Of The Earth: The Big Ask Campaign

Thom Yorke - Harrowdown Hill

Album: The Eraser
Track nr: 8
Duration: 4:38
Year: 2006
Genre: Art Rock






Don't walk the plank like I did
You will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That's where I am
That's where I'm lying down

Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry

We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them

I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness

Thom Yorke - The Clock

Album: The Eraser
Track nr: 3
Duration: 4:13
Year: 2006
Genre: Art Rock





Time is running out for us
But you just move the hands upon the clock
You throw coins in the wishing well
For us
You just move your hands upon the wall

It comes to you begging you to stop
Wake up
But you just move your hands upon the clock
Throw coins in the wishing well
For us
You make believe that you are still in charge

This is the first of three videos I will post from Thom Yorke's "The Eraser". I would like to think that this album is a very pessimistic view of the current pollution levels and climate changes. But it's not. It's a very realistic one. An album in which it's impossible not to feel a deep concern for our environment, and should motivate changes in our everyday actions.

Info on The "Big Ask Campaign" please click!

Bruce Springsteen - Born In The Usa

Album: Born In The Usa
Track nr: 1
Duration: 4:39
Year: 1984
Genre: Heartland Rock







Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up, now
Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A, now

Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hands
Sent me off to a foreign land, to go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man,
He said "Son don't you understand now"
I had a brother at Khe Sahn, fighting off the Viet cong
They're still there, he's all gone

He had a woman who lived in Saigon,
I got a picture of him in her arms, uhh

Down in the shadow of the peni-tentiary
Out by the - gas fires of the - refinery
I'm - ten years burning - down the road
Nowhere to run ain't, got nowhere to go

Born in the U.S.A, I was
Born in the U.S.A, now
Born in the U.S.A, I'm a long gone daddy in the U.S.A, now

Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A
Born in the U.S.A, I'm a cool rockin' daddy, I'm a U.S.A., now

First vinyl my small hands placed on the old record player, without knowing how, I felt the role music would have in my life for years to come. Without knowing it this record changed my life.
This was my Bruce's favorite song then, it isn't now... but it sure is the "special one".

Nina Simone - Sinnerman

Album: Pastel Blues
Track nr: 9
Duration: 10:00
Year: 1965
Genre: Soul/Blues/Jazz






Oh Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All along dem day
Well I run to the rock, please hide me
I run to the rock,please hide me
I run to the rock, please hide me, Lord
All along dem day
But the rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I can't hide you
The rock cried out, I ain't gonna hide you guy
All along dem day
I said, Rock, what's a matter with you rock?
Don't you see I need you, rock?
Lord, Lord, Lord
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
I run to the sea, it was bleedin'
All along dem day
So I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
Along dem day
So I run to the Lord, please hide me Lord
Don't you see me prayin'?
Don't you see me down here prayin'?
But the Lord said, go to the devil
The Lord said, go to the devil
He said, go to the devil
All along dem day
So I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
I ran to the devil, he was waitin'
Ran to the devil, he was waitin'
All on that day
I cried -
POWER!!!!!!!
(Power to da Lord)
[8x]
Bring down,
(Power to da lord),
[4x]
POWER!!!
(power to da lord)
[12x]

(Instrumental)

Oh yeah, Woh yeah, Woh yeah
Well I run to the river, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
I run to the sea, it was boilin'
All along dem day
So I ran to the Lord
I said, Lord hide me, please hide me
please help me
Along dem day
He said, child, where were you
when you oughta been prayin'?
I said,Lord, Lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, Lord, hear me prayin'
Lord, Lord, hear me prayin'
All along dem day
Sinnerman you oughta be prayin'
Oughta be prayin', Sinnerman
Oughta be prayin',
All on that day
I cried -
POWER!!!!!!!
(Power to da Lord)
[12x]
Go down
(Power to da Lord)
[3x]
POWER!!!!!!!
(Power to da Lord)
[3x]
Power, Power, Lord
Don't you know I need you Lord
Don't you know that I need you
Don't you know that I need you
Power, Lord!

Mler Ife Dada - Dance Music

Album: Espírito Invisível
Track nr: 2
Duration: 3:57
Year: 1989
Genre: Avant-Guarde/Experimental/Art Rock





So little information about Mler Ife Dada on the internet. :(
One of the best portuguese bands of all time.

Boris Vian - Java Des Bombes Atomiques

Album: n/a
Track nr: n/a
Duration: n/a
Year: 1955
Genre: Jazz

Mon oncle un fameux bricoleur
Faisait en amateur
Des bombes atomiques
Sans avoir jamais rien appris
C'était un vrai génie
Question travaux pratiques
Il s'enfermait tout' la journée
Au fond d'son atelier
Pour fair' des expériences
Et le soir il rentrait chez nous
Et nous mettait en trans'
En nous racontant tout

Pour fabriquer une bombe " A "
Mes enfants croyez-moi
C'est vraiment de la tarte
La question du détonateur
S'résout en un quart d'heur'
C'est de cell's qu'on écarte
En c'qui concerne la bombe " H "
C'est pas beaucoup plus vach'
Mais un' chos' me tourmente
C'est qu'cell's de ma fabrication
N'ont qu'un rayon d'action
De trois mètres cinquante
Y a quéqu'chos' qui cloch' là-d'dans
J'y retourne immédiat'ment

Il a bossé pendant des jours
Tâchant avec amour
D'améliorer l'modèle
Quand il déjeunait avec nous
Il avalait d'un coup
Sa soupe au vermicelle
On voyait à son air féroce
Qu'il tombait sur un os
Mais on n'osait rien dire
Et pis un soir pendant l'repas
V'là tonton qui soupir'
Et qui s'écrie comm' ça

A mesur' que je deviens vieux
Je m'en aperçois mieux
J'ai le cerveau qui flanche
Soyons sérieux disons le mot
C'est même plus un cerveau
C'est comm' de la sauce blanche
Voilà des mois et des années
Que j'essaye d'augmenter
La portée de ma bombe
Et je n'me suis pas rendu compt'
Que la seul' chos' qui compt'
C'est l'endroit où s'qu'ell' tombe
Y a quéqu'chose qui cloch' là-d'dans,
J'y retourne immédiat'ment

Sachant proche le résultat
Tous les grands chefs d'Etat
Lui ont rendu visite
Il les reçut et s'excusa
De ce que sa cagna
Etait aussi petite
Mais sitôt qu'ils sont tous entrés
Il les a enfermés
En disant soyez sages
Et, quand la bombe a explosé
De tous ces personnages
Il n'en est rien resté

Tonton devant ce résultat
Ne se dégonfla pas
Et joua les andouilles
Au Tribunal on l'a traîné
Et devant les jurés
Le voilà qui bafouille
Messieurs c'est un hasard affreux
Mais je jur' devant Dieu
En mon âme et conscience
Qu'en détruisant tous ces tordus
Je suis bien convaincu
D'avoir servi la France
On était dans l'embarras
Alors on l'condamna
Et puis on l'amnistia
Et l'pays reconnaissant
L'élu immédiat'ment
Chef du gouvernement

This man was a poet, a singer, musician, critic, translator, actor, inventor and amazing writer.
In his 39 years Boris Vian wrote 10 novels, 42 short stories, 7 theatre pieces, 400 songs, 4 poetry collections, 6 opera librettos, 20 translations of short stories and novels, and about 50 articles.

«Esperei pelos 23 anos para escrever. E esta, ó jovens? É abnegação. Tentei contar às pessoas umas história que elas nunca tivessem ouvido contar. Parvoíce pura, parvoíce dupla: só gostam do que já conhecem. (...) No fundo, eu andava a contar histórias a mim próprio. As que eu teria gostado de ler em livros alheios». - Boris Vian in As Formigas

“There are only two things: love in all its forms with pretty girls and the music of New Orleans or Duke Ellington, it’s the same. The rest should disappear, for the rest is ugly, and the brief demonstration that follows gathers all its energy from the fact that the story is entirely true, because I imagined it from one end to the other.” Boris Vian in A Espuma dos Dias

Talking Heads - Once In A Lifetime

Album: Remain In Light
Track nr: SideA 1º
Duration: 4:19
Year: 1980
Genre: New Wave Rock






And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
wife
And you may ask yourself-Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Water dissolving...and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right?...Am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
MY GOD!...WHAT HAVE I DONE?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/in the silent water
Under the rocks and stones/there is water underground.

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...
Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...

Pearl Jam - Do The Evolution

Album: Yield
Track nr: 7
Duration: 5:04
Year: 1998
Genre: Alternative Rock







Woo..
I'm ahead, I'm a man
I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah
I'm at peace with my lust
I can kill 'cause in God I trust, yeah
It's evolution, baby

I'm at peace, I'm the man
Buying stocks on the day of the crash
On the loose, I'm a truck
All the rolling hills, I'll flatten 'em out, yeah
It's herd behavior, uh huh
It's evolution, baby

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, he's my clone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This land is mine, this land is free
I'll do what I want but irresponsibly
It's evolution, baby

I'm a thief, I'm a liar
There's my church, I sing in the choir:
(hallelujah, hallelujah)

Admire me, admire my home
Admire my son, admire my clones
'Cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast
Those ignorant Indians got nothin' on me
Nothin', why?
Because... it's evolution, baby!

I am ahead, I am advanced
I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah
I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher
2010, watch it go to fire
It's evolution, baby
It's evolution, baby
Let's do the evolution
Come on, come on, come on

How Small We Really Are + We Are All Monkeys

Tori Amos - Silent All These Years

Album: Little Earthquakes
Track nr: 3
Duration: 4:11
Year: 1991
Genre: Alternative






Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved sagain by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that
But what if I'm a mermaid
in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best praya that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there
Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them
But what if I'm a mermaid
in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years
I've been here
Silent All These Years

But what if I'm a mermaid
in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

But what if I'm a mermaid
in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

But what if I'm a mermaid
in these jeans of his
with her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

Bob Dylan - Shelter From The Storm

Album: Blood On The Tracks
Track nr: SideB nº4
Duration: 5:02
Year: 1974
Genre: Rock/Blues/Country








'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I come in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was no risk involved
Nothing up to that point had even been resolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now the bonds are broken, but they can be retied,
by one more journey to the woods, the holes where spirits hide.
It's a never ending battle for a peace that's always torn
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies cryin' like a moanin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And now there’s a wall between us, something else been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed.
And just to think it all began on an uneventful morn,
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' she give me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks on a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born,
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Emiliana Torrini - LifeSaver

Album: Fisherman's Woman
Track nr: 4
Duration: 4:00
Year: 2005
Genre: Indie Pop






Lifesaver
Your timing's really strange
Catch me later
But can you please be late

And it's funny how your thoughts think they're right at all
And it's funny how your cause makes no sense at all

Lifesaver
Let's play a little game
Catch me later
But make sure you'll be there late

And it's funny how it seems you're doing things
And its funny how you find your peace of mind

Lifesaver
I'm cancelling our date
Lifesaver
It's time you had a break

Lifesaver
I'm cancelling our date
Lifesaver
My saver

Rita Redshoes - Your Waltz

Album: Golden Era
Track nr: 11
Duration: 2:55
Year: 2008
Genre: Indie Pop



Lyrics: As soon as I have the time I'll write them down... :)


Your music truly makes me fly.

This album made me want to come back and update this page. I hadn't heard something like this in a very long time, and I can't begin to express how it makes me feel.
I'm quite sure she knows though.
Thank you.. for the journey...

Boris Vian - Le déserteur

Album: Le déserteur
Track nr: n/a
Duration: n/a
Year: 1954
Genre: Jazz





Monsieur le Président
Je vous fais une lettre
Que vous lirez peut-être
Si vous avez le temps
Je viens de recevoir
Mes papiers militaires
Pour partir à la guerre
Avant mercredi soir
Monsieur le Président
Je ne veux pas la faire
Je ne suis pas sur terre
Pour tuer des pauvres gens
C'est pas pour vous fâcher
Il faut que je vous dise
Ma décision est prise
Je m'en vais déserter

Depuis que je suis né
J'ai vu mourir mon père
J'ai vu partir mes frères
Et pleurer mes enfants
Ma mère a tant souffert
Elle est dedans sa tombe
Et se moque des bombes
Et se moque des vers
Quand j'étais prisonnier
On m'a volé ma femme
On m'a volé mon âme
Et tout mon cher passé
Demain de bon matin
Je fermerai ma porte
Au nez des années mortes
J'irai sur les chemins

Je mendierai ma vie
Sur les routes de France
De Bretagne en Provence
Et je dirai aux gens:
Refusez d'obéir
Refusez de la faire
N'allez pas à la guerre
Refusez de partir
S'il faut donner son sang
Allez donner le vôtre
Vous êtes bon apôtre
Monsieur le Président
Si vous me poursuivez
Prévenez vos gendarmes
Que je n'aurai pas d'armes
Et qu'ils pourront tirer

Lyrics in English: HERE!

Norberto Lobo - Mudar de Bina

Album: Mudar de Bina
Track nr: 2
Duration: 3:25
Year: 2007
Genre: Guitarra Clássica (country+blues+ tradicional+classico)