"My heart is yearning, but Paris is burning. Paris is burning all night long.
My heart is dreaming, but Paris is screaming. Paris is screaming all night long."
"Lights and music, are on my mind
Be my baby, one more time."
Let´s!!
E esta aqui ao lado («---) tão boa, ahm? Não me farto de a ouvir bem alto. Já pedia um videoclip bem potente.
His name was Perry.
He had a learning difficulty.
His father was a very mean man.
His father burned his skin.
His father sent him to his death.
He was 10 years old.
Her name was Naomi.
Beautiful round face, so ashamed.
Told me how to please a man
After school in the back of the bus.
She was doing it every day.
She was 11 years old.
Her name was Cheryl.
Black hair like electric space.
She would pretty paint my face.
She was a very good friend.
Her father would come to her in the night.
She was 12 years old.
His name was Donavin.
He was a very good friend.
The cards were stacked agaisnt him.
He was selling cocaine.
The last time i saw him
He was 13 years old.
His name was Charles.
He said he was in love with me.
We were both 14.
Then i had to move away.
Than he began to smoke crack.
Then he had to sell ass.
I dont know where he is.
I dont know where they are.
Esta grande maluca tem um grande álbum. Começa em grande com Vermelho, continua enorme pela mão de Ben Harper numa Boa Sorte/Good Luck que toda a gente adora.
Isso é um facto real em mim :P (kidding). Trata-se, isso sim, da mais recente musical addicttion. Com especial destaque para a cereja no topo do bolo: a música viciante Music Is My Hot Hot Sex (só pelo título dá pra ver que a letra é inspiradíssima):
Mais um álbum a roçar a perfeição (se a perfeição for atingível, teremos nós capacidade para o compreender...?), descobri India Arie e o seu Acoustic Soul no site entretanto extinto para os utilizadores não americanos, o pandora.com. A música Brown Skin foi apresentada como um exemplo de proximidade a Joss Stone, no entanto, só a etiqueta soul as aproxima.
Umas letras carregadas de alta auto-estima e confiança (até irrita :p bincandu: "My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes / No matter what I´m wearing I will always be India Arie / Because I am a queen") e outras bem certeiras ("Keep your expensive car and your caviar / All I need is my guitar" - Video).
E pronto, está dito. Ou não...
A minha banda favoritíssima merece um espacinho no meu espaço :O aqui fica a letra de uma das melhores deles, talvez a melhor letra:
