<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680</id><updated>2012-02-12T01:40:58.832-02:00</updated><category term='Scrapomatic'/><category term='Justin Black and The Light'/><category term='Erotismo'/><category term='Mangá'/><category term='Hentai'/><category term='Paul McCartney'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='Miles Davis'/><category term='Fusion'/><category term='King Crimson'/><category term='Rory Gallagher'/><category term='Rock'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Gov&apos;t Mule'/><category term='Blues'/><category term='Funk'/><category term='Quadrinhos'/><title type='text'>Portfolio X</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>392</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-3725444015039322544</id><published>2010-10-24T23:44:00.077-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:50:53.411-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneiros da Animação - L’Idée/ A Idéia, por Berthold Bartosch (1932)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJplMi4wI/AAAAAAAAMyk/nm5L1O58aBM/s1600/Bertolld+Bartosch+em+3+tomadas-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531838327258538754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJplMi4wI/AAAAAAAAMyk/nm5L1O58aBM/s400/Bertolld+Bartosch+em+3+tomadas-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Berthold Bartosch nasceu em 29 de dezembro de 1893 na Boémia, atual República checa. Em 1920 mudou-se para Berlin, onde conheceria mais tarde a animadora de silhouetas Lotte Reiniger, trabalhando juntos no seu conhecido filme ‘Die Abenteur der Prince Achmed’ (“As Aventuras do Príncipe Achmed” (1923-1926)). Houve colaboração também nos trabalhos “O ornamento do coração afetuoso” (1919), “A Batalha de Skagerrak” e “Dr. Dolittle” (1928).&lt;br /&gt;Em 1930, começou o trabalho no filme que viria a ser ‘L’Idée’, adaptado de um livro ‘woodcuts’ publicado anos antes por Frans Masereel. Bastante famosos nos anos 20 na Alemanha, consta que o famoso filme de Walter Ruttman ‘Berlin: Sinfonia de uma cidade’ foi totalmente retirado de um desses livros, chamado ‘A cidade’. Masereel trabalhou com Bartosch no inicio, mas depois de descobrir o tedioso trabalho que é a animação acabou por desistir e assim Bartosch trabalhou sozinho durante 2 longos anos, tendo como bancada as placas de vidro que usava para animar. 45.000 imagens foram animadas com sabão e iluminadas por lâmpadas de 100 watts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJP9jjHFI/AAAAAAAAMyc/ODVZx_232lI/s1600/Die+Idee+by+Frans+Masereel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531837887120874578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJP9jjHFI/AAAAAAAAMyc/ODVZx_232lI/s400/Die+Idee+by+Frans+Masereel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;Gravura do livro de Masereel, que inspirou a animação &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Bartosch foi das primeiras pessoas a mostrar que a animação podia ser poética. A ‘L’Idée’ seguiu-se o trabalho ‘Nuit dans le mont chauve’ de Alexandre Alexeïeff e Claire Parker (1934), os dois grandes marcos da animação enquanto forma de elaborada expressão artística. Este é o unico filme que sobrevive de Bartosch. Mais tarde faria ‘Cosmos’, um filme de 109 minutos que foi totalmente destruido pela Gestapo. Sem dúvida um dos grandes e mais negligenciados gênios da animação.&lt;br /&gt;De 1935 a 1939 Bartosch trabalhou em um filme pacifista, "St. Francis" ou "Pesadelos e Sonhos". Quando os nazistas invadiram Paris, ele depositou o filme na Cinemateca Francesa. O filme foi destruído durante a ocupação nazista, e sobreviveram apenas poucas imagens.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1948, trabalhou durante um ano para a UNESCO em Paris sob direção de George Dunning, um animador britânico conhecido por seu trabalho no filme de animação Yellow Submarine (filme), de 1968. Falece em 13 de novembro de 1968.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O filme &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJAU-UtMI/AAAAAAAAMyU/DSoFab0Kpxk/s1600/Berthold_Bartosc_l%27idee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531837618529285314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJAU-UtMI/AAAAAAAAMyU/DSoFab0Kpxk/s400/Berthold_Bartosc_l%27idee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Em “L’Idée’ (A Ideia), a mulher nua que nos é apresentada não é mais uma exploração do corpo feminino, e sim a representação física de uma “Ideia”, a personificação da ‘verdade nua’, aquela frente à qual trememos mesmo estando tão habituados a todo o género de violência. O filme demonstra como a ideia, no sentido filosófico da palavra, nasce de um jovem idealista e como ele a tenta espalhar, como é rejeitada e ostracizada pela sociedade e obrigada a ‘vestir-se’, como ao&lt;br /&gt;mesmo tempo protege os sonhadores e idealistas e, finalmente, como é aceita e espalhada pelo mundo através de todos os meios de comunicação fazendo tremer os mais poderosos! Sem o ver, é difícil acreditar na densidade poética deste filme, no seu elaborado e esmerado trabalho artístico.&lt;br /&gt;Os personagens e cenários foram desenhados em várias camadas de tipos diferentes de papel, do mais transparente até um tipo de cartão grosso. Efeitos especiais como halos, fumaça e neblina foram feitos com espuma espalhada em chapa de vidro e iluminados por trás. O filme foi baseado em um livro de recortes em madeira de Frans Masereel. A Idéia foi realizado com trilha sonora do compositor Arthur Honegger incluindo um Ondes Martenot, o qual acredita-se ser o primeiro de um instrumento musical eletrônico na história do cinema. Neste trabalho Honegger realiza uma sobreposição das etéreas tonalidades do Martenot com sonoridades jazzísticas mais urbanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bartosch provavelmente terá morrido a murmurar ‘pode-se fazer tudo com sabão’…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(por Jorge Amaro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As informações acima foram encontrada em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.claricehadalittlelamb.net/?p=201"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.claricehadalittlelamb.net/?p=201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berthold_Bartosch"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berthold_Bartosch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hypervoid.net/blog/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.hypervoid.net/blog/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUInn897BI/AAAAAAAAMyM/uZ0pd6LzHGc/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531837194127141906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUInn897BI/AAAAAAAAMyM/uZ0pd6LzHGc/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Formato avi, 271 mega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/0OABMXZV/Berthold_Bartosch_-__L_Idee_1932.part1.rar_links"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/IDOSUCDL/Berthold_Bartosch_-__L_Idee_1932.part2.rar_links"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/CWQWLMDB/Berthold_Bartosch_-__L_Idee_1932.part3.rar_links"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/Q5LQYEYV/Berthold_Bartosch_-__L_Idee_1932_-_legendas_em_espanhol.rar_links"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;legenda em espanhol aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(não consegui em português)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/OPPQNVQE/Berthold_Bartosch_-__L_Idee_1932_-_legendas_em_galego.rar_links"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ou legenda em galego aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUGctUVj3I/AAAAAAAAMx8/u2SXqll3u8c/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTl9cHh53I/AAAAAAAAMrE/_p8fcIkhIoM/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531799086000367474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTl9cHh53I/AAAAAAAAMrE/_p8fcIkhIoM/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTl5V9VAGI/AAAAAAAAMq8/1sn3J3XQgo4/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531799015627489378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTl5V9VAGI/AAAAAAAAMq8/1sn3J3XQgo4/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTj8D_5SuI/AAAAAAAAMq0/2-hLpIQIaOg/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531796863322770146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTj8D_5SuI/AAAAAAAAMq0/2-hLpIQIaOg/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“OS HOMENS VIVEM E MORREM POR UMA IDEÍA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjyGYkUqI/AAAAAAAAMqs/L6DCeSiVbRA/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531796692164432546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjyGYkUqI/AAAAAAAAMqs/L6DCeSiVbRA/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;MAS A IDÉIA É IMORTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjmR1pfyI/AAAAAAAAMqk/I7-4rtqHZzc/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531796489080766242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjmR1pfyI/AAAAAAAAMqk/I7-4rtqHZzc/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;PODE-SE PERSEGUIR, JULGAR, PROIBIR, CONDENAR A MORTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjcUd4lOI/AAAAAAAAMqc/6o_1gGXmQto/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531796317987706082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTjcUd4lOI/AAAAAAAAMqc/6o_1gGXmQto/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MAS A IDEÍA CONTINUARÁ VIVENDO NO ESPÍRITO DOS HOMENS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTiolhRrPI/AAAAAAAAMqU/lDMPvXDmQeU/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531795429212138738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTiolhRrPI/AAAAAAAAMqU/lDMPvXDmQeU/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ELA SE ENCONTRA ALI ONDE A MISÉRIA E A LUTA ESTÃO LADO A LADO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTiIENs39I/AAAAAAAAMqM/b6Vbmoxozvs/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531794870515851218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMTiIENs39I/AAAAAAAAMqM/b6Vbmoxozvs/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ELA SURGE TANTO AQUI AGORA, COMO ALÉM,&lt;br /&gt;ELA PERSEGUE SEU CAMINHO ATRAVÉS DOS SÉCULOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThurVq32I/AAAAAAAAMqE/sy7illzg5Fg/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531794434341658466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThurVq32I/AAAAAAAAMqE/sy7illzg5Fg/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A INJUSTIÇA TREME ANTE ELA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThkCu7a3I/AAAAAAAAMp8/f8ZYHt7Ac50/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531794251643054962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThkCu7a3I/AAAAAAAAMp8/f8ZYHt7Ac50/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;GUIA OS OPRIMIDOS PARA UM MUNDO MELHOR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThbt02MzI/AAAAAAAAMp0/91oR1yANals/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531794108591780658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThbt02MzI/AAAAAAAAMp0/91oR1yANals/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;AQUELE QUE É PENETRADO POR ELA NUNCA MAIS SE SENTE ISOLADO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThPWbviJI/AAAAAAAAMps/MRcGK8Mq28U/s1600/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531793896154040466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMThPWbviJI/AAAAAAAAMps/MRcGK8Mq28U/s400/Berthold+Bartosch+-++L%27Idee+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;POIS ACIMA DE TUDO ESTÁ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A IDÉIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Achei importantíssimo postar este material, pela força do que este homem quis transmitir... o sentido da mensagem pode mesmo até ser relacionado às coisas passadas atualmente neste universo do compartilhamento, onde por mais que tenham as coisas deletadas as pessoas não deixam morrer o propósito da idéia...&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei imaginando o tanto que ele consumiu da visão, da coluna, dos nervos e tudo mais (certamente convivendo com falta de compreensão no que fazia) chegando ao resultado que chegou, num período tão escasso de recursos...pra depois o pessoal nazista simplesmente sumir com seu árduo trabalho...&lt;br /&gt;sem dúvida um grande espírito em termos de determinação e valor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Post dedicado ao meu querido Eduardo, com amor....melhora tá nego, por favor, tenho orado muito por ti... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-3725444015039322544?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3725444015039322544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=3725444015039322544&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3725444015039322544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3725444015039322544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2010/10/pioneiros-da-animacao-lidee-ideia-por.html' title='Pioneiros da Animação - L’Idée/ A Idéia, por Berthold Bartosch (1932)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMUJplMi4wI/AAAAAAAAMyk/nm5L1O58aBM/s72-c/Bertolld+Bartosch+em+3+tomadas-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-2457031482995727845</id><published>2010-10-24T00:16:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:56:56.972-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Steven - Over The Hills / The Bastich (1969)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOe5kLzinI/AAAAAAAAMpk/5SY5tp2whEU/s1600/saint+steven+lp+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531439479144024690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOe5kLzinI/AAAAAAAAMpk/5SY5tp2whEU/s400/saint+steven+lp+back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Este trabalho de 1969, foi concebido e gravado no contexto de agitação social e política da época, o pavor e o poético se fundem em seu lirismo. Há nas canções o confronto entre inocência e forças negras, coisas que todos enfrentamos em nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Na capa frontal “St. Steven”, ou Steven Cataldo, guitarra vocal e idealizador do álbum, aparece abraçando sua guitarra, flutuando entre as nuvens com o sol irradiando...abaixo há um monstro marinho deslizando na borda do oceano (no que se deu este belíssimo resultado, com o trabalho do grande Gustave Doré ao fundo). Na capa traseira seu rosto está inserido num trabalho de Hieronymus Bosch (dá pra notar que ele não teve nem um pouco de bom gosto nas escolhas dos quadros....haha).&lt;br /&gt;Com a guerra do Vietnã em seu auge no período, há trechos mesclados com o áudio da tv americana em off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOeshRwTrI/AAAAAAAAMpc/XidopArQYf0/s1600/saint+steven+cover+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531439255025372850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOeshRwTrI/AAAAAAAAMpc/XidopArQYf0/s400/saint+steven+cover+back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Saint utiliza nas letras seus próprios personagens míticos, como "Gladacadova" e "Ay-Aye-Poe-Day" , para adicionar magia e mistério a sua narrativa. No meio de "Poor Small" a música pára e nós temos um trecho de uma das eleições presidenciais, com o som de alguma velha senhora lendo algo como registros dos estados e batendo um martelo. A música continua com os ruídos ao fundo, o que faz lembrar como escapamos de tristes realidades da vida com o poder da música.&lt;br /&gt;Em “Bastich I” há uma forte introdução com coros celestiais seguidos de uma base mais ácida em que sua hipnótica guitarra faz um papel grandioso em meio a criativa psicodelia do Santo.&lt;br /&gt;Embora o álbum original fosse bastante curto, com cerca de 29 minutos, o artista mesmo assim trabalhou nele como uma peça inteira, impressionando do início ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Adaptação livre de um textinho encontrado no lugar onde baixei o disco, &lt;a href="http://tyme-machine.blogspot.com/2010/03/saint-steven-over-hills-bastich-us-1969.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gostei da descoberta, vou retomar os posts na área abrindo com este.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOeMmoFIWI/AAAAAAAAMpU/TGMk1LvjEj8/s1600/saint+steven+frontsmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531438706705375586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOeMmoFIWI/AAAAAAAAMpU/TGMk1LvjEj8/s400/saint+steven+frontsmall.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;* Steven Cataldo guitarra, vocal&lt;br /&gt;* John Turner Arranjo&lt;br /&gt;* Russ Hamm Arranjo&lt;br /&gt;* Stephen Pinney bateria (nas faixas bonus)&lt;br /&gt;* Ian Bruce Douglas guitarra 12string (nas faixas bonus)&lt;br /&gt;* Barbara Vanderloop backing vocal (nas faixas bonus)&lt;br /&gt;* Kerry Frangione backing vocal (nas faixas bonus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Over the Hills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;01. Over The Hills 0:43&lt;br /&gt;02. Animal Hall 2:50&lt;br /&gt;03. Gladacadova 2:11&lt;br /&gt;04. Over The Hills 0:18&lt;br /&gt;05. Poor Small 2:41&lt;br /&gt;06. Ay-Aye Poe Day 3:22&lt;br /&gt;07. Grey Skies 2:51&lt;br /&gt;08. Over The Hills 1:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- The Bastich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;09. Bastich I 3:07&lt;br /&gt;10. Voyage To Cleveland 2:51&lt;br /&gt;11. Sun In The Flame 2:26&lt;br /&gt;12. Bright Lights 2:02&lt;br /&gt;13. Louisiana Home 2:51&lt;br /&gt;14. Bastich II 1:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;- Bonus Tracks (Recorded in 1966: Previously Unreleased)&lt;br /&gt;15. My Sunday Love (Bonustrack) 2:57&lt;br /&gt;16. Where Has The Time Gone To (Bonustrack) 2:38 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirrorcreator.com/files/MYPLJRKW/SaintSteven-OverTheHills1969.rar_links"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAJAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-2457031482995727845?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2457031482995727845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=2457031482995727845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2457031482995727845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2457031482995727845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2010/10/saint-steven-over-hills-bastich-1969.html' title='Saint Steven - Over The Hills / The Bastich (1969)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMOe5kLzinI/AAAAAAAAMpk/5SY5tp2whEU/s72-c/saint+steven+lp+back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-7992629728324682727</id><published>2010-10-22T23:28:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:23:11.019-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedido - Rituaes e festas Bororo, por Major Luiz Thomaz Reis, 1917</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;... acho justo pedir algumas cositas, além de somente postar....uma delas é este filme aí...se algum de vcs estiver passando pelo blog e souber de um link pra baixar, por favor me avisa tá?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;abraços a todos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMI6ZkhB7wI/AAAAAAAAMpM/NhnmEeLVLUw/s1600/rituaes+e+festas+bororos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531047503337746178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMI6ZkhB7wI/AAAAAAAAMpM/NhnmEeLVLUw/s400/rituaes+e+festas+bororos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-7992629728324682727?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7992629728324682727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=7992629728324682727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/7992629728324682727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/7992629728324682727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2010/10/pedido-rituaes-e-festas-bororo-por.html' title='Pedido - Rituaes e festas Bororo, por Major Luiz Thomaz Reis, 1917'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/TMI6ZkhB7wI/AAAAAAAAMpM/NhnmEeLVLUw/s72-c/rituaes+e+festas+bororos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8101664886618403281</id><published>2010-03-26T03:00:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T03:12:33.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Divulgação: Novo Endereço do Lágrima Psicodélica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lagrimapsicodelica1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://lagrimapsicodelica1.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S6xOZuio7_I/AAAAAAAAL64/2Y6rQwyc-Sc/s1600/tear-yxia+olivares-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452819452735844338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S6xOZuio7_I/AAAAAAAAL64/2Y6rQwyc-Sc/s400/tear-yxia+olivares-.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;“Tear”, by Yxia Olivares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me ponho a cismar em outras eras&lt;br /&gt;Em que ri e cantei, em que era querida,&lt;br /&gt;Parece-me que foi noutras esferas,&lt;br /&gt;Parece-me que foi numa outra vida ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a minha triste boca dolorida,&lt;br /&gt;Que dantes tinha o rir das primaveras,&lt;br /&gt;Esbate as linhas graves e severas&lt;br /&gt;E cai num abandono de esquecida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fico, pensativa, olhando o vago ...&lt;br /&gt;Toma a brandura plácida dum lago&lt;br /&gt;O meu rosto de monja de marfim ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as lágrimas que choro, branca e calma,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém as vê brotar dentro da alma!&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém as vê cair dentro de mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Lágrimas Ocultas" por Florbela Espanca, in "Livro de Mágoas" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-8101664886618403281?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8101664886618403281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=8101664886618403281&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8101664886618403281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8101664886618403281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2010/03/divulgacao-novo-endereco-do-lagrima.html' title='Divulgação: Novo Endereço do Lágrima Psicodélica'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S6xOZuio7_I/AAAAAAAAL64/2Y6rQwyc-Sc/s72-c/tear-yxia+olivares-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-959224674533331957</id><published>2010-02-07T23:31:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:07:05.104-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Divulgação: Festival Lágrima</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S29wVVQwywI/AAAAAAAAL6E/uK5zfylAEnk/s1600-h/cartaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435686787046492930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S29wVVQwywI/AAAAAAAAL6E/uK5zfylAEnk/s400/cartaz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clique no banner pra ampliar e ver melhor o trabalho gráfico do Geraldo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Johnny F do Lágrima Psicodélica solicitou a divulgação de um festival que a turma tá organizando por lá, da rádio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lagrimapsicodelica.blogspot.com/2010/01/radio-wulp-apresenta-1-festival-virtual.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://lagrimapsicodelica.blogspot.com/2010/01/radio-wulp-apresenta-1-festival-virtual.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cliquem no link pra saber tudo direitinho, aproveitem pra curtir bastante os posts e tal. Lá é constantemente atualizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom...então , como diriam os parceiros do Alex..."Right-Right..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tá feito... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Nota&lt;/span&gt;: este banner aí de cima foi desenvolvido pelo Geraldo , alguem que já divulguei os trampos há algum tempo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem não viu o post dá uma conferida aqui: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2007/06/2_27.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2007/06/2_27.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ele é muitocompetente, se vc ficou interessado o mail novo é: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:gvenerosojr@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gvenerosojr@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;é só entrar em contato...right-right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;inté...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-959224674533331957?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/959224674533331957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=959224674533331957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/959224674533331957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/959224674533331957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2010/02/divulgacao-festival-lagrimas.html' title='Divulgação: Festival Lágrima'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/S29wVVQwywI/AAAAAAAAL6E/uK5zfylAEnk/s72-c/cartaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-6171782780107263402</id><published>2009-08-09T21:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:56:24.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inclassificável</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sn9vfTwAOUI/AAAAAAAAL2s/WFWp4YqmHqw/s1600-h/David+Aronson+-+Black+%26+White+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368131864517163330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sn9vfTwAOUI/AAAAAAAAL2s/WFWp4YqmHqw/s400/David+Aronson+-+Black+%26+White+03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;“Estou atrás do que fica atrás do pensamento. Inútil querer me classificar: eu simplesmente escapulo. Gênero não me pega mais. Além do mais, a vida é curta demais para eu ler todo o grosso dicionário a fim de por acaso descobrir a palavra salvadora. Entender é sempre limitado. As coisas não precisam mais fazer sentido. Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é possível fazer sentido. Eu não: quero é uma verdade inventada. Porque no fundo a gente está querendo desabrochar de um modo ou de outro.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sn9vO7vTBpI/AAAAAAAAL2k/NGYxW144mvI/s1600-h/David+Aronson+-+Black+%26+White+03%C2%B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368131583193843346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sn9vO7vTBpI/AAAAAAAAL2k/NGYxW144mvI/s400/David+Aronson+-+Black+%26+White+03%C2%B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-6171782780107263402?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6171782780107263402/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=6171782780107263402&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6171782780107263402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6171782780107263402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/08/inclassificavel.html' title='Inclassificável'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sn9vfTwAOUI/AAAAAAAAL2s/WFWp4YqmHqw/s72-c/David+Aronson+-+Black+%26+White+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-4716421170226982960</id><published>2009-06-28T05:12:00.029-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:44:47.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'>David Bowie – Ziggy Stardust tour (Hiroshima, Japão, 14/04/1973)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352326099180106162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdIOreusbI/AAAAAAAALZ8/cTsnNmhCKyk/s400/BOWIE+ZIGGY+KANSAII.jpg" border="0" /&gt;“Antes de 1972, David Bowie havia conseguido um reconhecimento maior apenas no ano de 1969, com a música ‘Space Oddity’. Porém, seu 5° álbum, ‘The Rise And Fall Of Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars’, o projetou à uma posição de grande notoriedade e controvérsia. Claro que esta mudança não foi alcançada de uma hora para outra, e sim através do resultado de todo um processo de criação (música + imagem). Com a Inglaterra descobrindo na época as fibras sintéticas e a televisão colorida, mas sem perder a influência do passado, Ziggy Stardust era o retrato da época (artificial, alienígena e polissexual).&lt;br /&gt;O fato de ser um álbum conceito não era uma novidade, e nem a idéia de uma banda ficcional (os Beatles fizeram o disco ‘Sgt Pepper ...’ cinco anos&lt;br /&gt;antes, e The Turtles já tinham lançado o disco ‘Battle of the Bands’, em que tocam cada música como se fosse uma banda diferente). A questão era a mistura do personagem com o intérprete e isso acontecia pela primeira vez na história da música; não dava para saber onde acabava Ziggy e começava Bowie.&lt;br /&gt;Ziggy foi construído como um arquétipo de ‘Rock Star’, auto-destrutivo e pronto para ser endeusado. A aparência andrógina de Bowie já havia surgido em seu disco “Hunky Dory”, e uma das primeiras mudanças que fez foi cortar o cabelo e tingi-lo de laranja, o que o diferenciava dos outros cantores da época, todos cabeludos. O figurino inicial, de Freddie Burretti, partiu de uma inspiração no figurino do filme ‘Laranja Mecânica’ (A Clockwork Orange, 1971), mas mudando a cor, acrescentando brilho, estampas floridas, e dois cílios postiços ao invés de um só. Uma leitura ‘dadaista’ segundo Bowie. O figurino desta fase era basicamente composto de macacões coloridos de lã e materiais diversos.&lt;br /&gt;Os modelos das roupas então foram evoluindo. Peças eram desenvolvidas para turnês pelos Estados Unidos, Europa, para apresentações na TV...neste período o artista teve a colaboração de Natasha Korniloff. Bowie que se apresentava já de forma teatral, levou o personagem para o palco e para as ruas. Com a ajuda de seu empresário, Tony Defries e com as declarações de Angie, sua esposa na época, foi então construindo construindo a personalidade controversa de Ziggy. Não era apenas a música que importava, a sua vida fora dos palcos também contava. E o figurino era parte importante da construção deste personagem, reforçando o caráter exótico e ‘espacial’.&lt;br /&gt;Para um concerto em 1972 Bowie comprou uma roupa de Kansai Yamamoto em uma loja (roupa que foi depois refeita por Natasha Korniloff), sendo este o primeiro contato com o trabalho do estilista, que viria a desenvolver os figurinos para a turnê de 1973. Era uma mistura de ficção científica e teatro Kabuki, com looks andróginos e extravagantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“Ele tem um rosto incomum, não acha? Ele não é homem nem mulher, se é que você me entende. Isso combinou comigo como designer porque a maioria das minhas roupas são para ambos os sexos. Eu amo a música dele e, obviamente, ela influenciou minhas criações. E ainda há essa aura de fantasia que o rodeia. Ele tem talento!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Kansai Yamamoto sobre David Bowie, junho de 1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;“As roupas dele [Yamamoto] são fora do normal. Hoje, ele é um artista internacionalmente reconhecido, mas ele era extremamente experimental para a época. E eu precisava conhecê-lo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Bowie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As criações experimentais de Yamamoto também eram vistas com estranhamento, até no Japão, apesar do visual andrógino sempre ter sido algo intrínseco aos japoneses. Aquela piadinha imbecil de que ‘japonês é tudo igual’ está atrelada a esta idéia de androginia. O biotipo dos nipônicos é mesmo muito homogêneo - mesma cor de cabelo, estatura, tom da pele - e, sendo assim, as diferenças entre homens e mulheres são sutis. “As pessoas [no Japão] costumam elogiar dizendo que aquele homem 'é tão bonito quanto uma mulher'", disse uma japa pesquisadora em entrevista à Folha de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHv5FdvjI/AAAAAAAALZ0/8XVq-o9p37Q/s1600-h/kansai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352325570256289330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHv5FdvjI/AAAAAAAALZ0/8XVq-o9p37Q/s400/kansai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkfXoml1_aI/AAAAAAAALaU/iHEYqxu5ToQ/s1600-h/event+Tokyo+Museum+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352483774707137954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkfXoml1_aI/AAAAAAAALaU/iHEYqxu5ToQ/s400/event+Tokyo+Museum+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Evento em Museu de Toquio, 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nascido em 1944, Kansai Yamamoto destacou-se por unir moda ao showbiz. Entre os designers de quem foi aprendiz estão Junko Koshino e Hisashi Hosono. Kansai produziu sua primeira coleção no Japão em 1967, mas tornou-se internacionalmente conhecido a partir de 1971, quando realizou seu primeiro desfile em Londres, tornando-se o primeiro estilista japonês a apresentar uma coleção na capital inglesa. Seu estilo extravagante e pop chamou a atenção de astros da música, como Elthon John, David Bowie e Stevie Wonder, com quem o estilista desenvolveu uma longa amizade e para quem produziu figurinos para shows. Um dos trabalhos mais conhecidos de Kansai foi o figurino para os shows Ziggy Stardust de Bowie, que popularizou a estética andrógina. Se destacou muito através de seu trabalho de vanguarda nos kimonos, por exemplo, reavivando o interesse por esta peça clássica japonesa.&lt;br /&gt;O colorido estilo de Kansai rendeu-lhe grande popularidade nos anos 70 no meio do entretenimento. Em 1974 abriu lojas de sua própria grife, a Boutique Kansai, em Paris, Milão, Nova York e Madrid. Embora tenha prioritariamente se dedicado à moda jovem nos anos 70 e 80, aos poucos Kansai desenvolveu crescente interesse pela produção de eventos. O formato convencional dos desfiles de moda lhe parecia pequeno demais, e além de desenhar figurinos ele passou a fazer design de iluminação e cenários . Em 1993 Kansai realizou sua última coleção e hoje é um mega-produtor de shows e eventos, mas sua visão alegre, ousada e criativa de moda, que marcou astros do rock e do pop nos anos 70, ainda inspira gerações de jovens estilistas. Em 2005 Kansai tornou-se consultor do governo japonês na área de turismo, e é presença constante na mídia japonesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHdnoDh_I/AAAAAAAALZs/jaDdDTWMq-Y/s1600-h/bowie+and+kansai+yamamoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352325256331888626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHdnoDh_I/AAAAAAAALZs/jaDdDTWMq-Y/s400/bowie+and+kansai+yamamoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; Bowie e Kasamoto, em 1973. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mais abaixo, exemplos em sequência dos figurinos criados pelo estilista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHKk6pOEI/AAAAAAAALZk/Xue9tQfhHWQ/s1600-h/bowie+japan+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352324929187035202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdHKk6pOEI/AAAAAAAALZk/Xue9tQfhHWQ/s400/bowie+japan+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Sobre as influências e origens de Ziggy Stardust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A peça Island tinha um elenco extraordinário – Cherry Vanilla, Patti Smith, Wayne County – e era encenada em Fire Island. Era episódica e não tinha realmente um enredo, todo mundo era morto no fim porque o governo decidia explodir Fire Island com navios de guerra. Andy Warhol adorou. Ele achou genial, então disse pra Tony Ingrassia, o diretor: “Andei gravando umas fitas..”&lt;br /&gt;É claro que Andy Warhol gravou fitas de tudo. Estava sempre lá com seu gravadorzinho, gravando cada ligação telefônica, cada palavra que era dita pra ele. Então Andy tinha caixas e caixas de fita cassete e disse pra Tony Ingrassia: Isto provavelmente daria uma boa peça.” Tony disse: “Mas o que eu devo fazer com elas?” Andy deu as caixas pra ele e disse: “Oh, estou certo de que você vai descobrir alguma coisa boa aí.”&lt;br /&gt;Tony descobriu mesmo. Escutou as fitas, achou trechos interessantes de conversa, principalmente de conversas telefônicas, e construiu a peça chamada Pork. A peça consistia de um ator interpretando Andy Warhol, sentado numa cadeira de rodas, num hospital vazio, branco e estéril, com todos os outros personagens espalhados em volta, falando em telefones brancos. A personagem Pork era pra ser Brigid Polk. A personagem Vulva era Viva, e ela falava no telefone com Andy e dizia coisas como: “Andy, vc já pensou a respeito de bosta de macaco, como vc acha que é bosta de macaco? Alguém já viu bosta de macaco? Acho que os funcionários do zôo devem ver bosta de macaco, eu nunca vi bosta de macaco, e que tal bosta de vaca, bosta de vaca não é...?” (Leee Childers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Basicamente Pork era alguém fazendo o papel de Brigid Polk – injetando speed o tempo todo e tagarelando. Todos os outros na peça giravam em volta dela, falando sobre seus fetiches e suas perversões. Jane Callalots, que também estava em “Heaven Grand in Amber Orbit”, interpretava Paul Morrissey. Ela empurrava o personagem de Andy Warhol, interpretado por Tony Zanetta, numa cadeira de rodas. Ele sentava lá e fazia: “Um, hum, aaah.” (Jayne County)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Esta era a peça, basicamente. Fui o assistente de direção das duas montagens – ela ficou 6 semanas em cartaz em Nova York, depois 6 semanas em Londres. Mas foi em Londres que a produção gerou uma imensa, gigantesca e escandalosa sensação. Nós éramos uns garotos, não sabíamos nada sobre os tablóides de Londres.Geri Miller foi fazer uma sessão de fotos em frente à casa da Rainha-Mãe, mostrou os peitos e foi presa. Foi a capa de todos os tablóides: “ATRIZ PORNÔ DE PORK MOSTRA OS PEITOS NA FRENTE DA CASA DA RAINHA-MÃE!” E a citavam entre aspas: “QUAL É O PROBLEMA COM PEITOS, A RAINHA TEM.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdG5I8SfcI/AAAAAAAALZc/yLi2s-Yrt8A/s1600-h/ziggy_pork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352324629619965378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdG5I8SfcI/AAAAAAAALZc/yLi2s-Yrt8A/s400/ziggy_pork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Momento da peça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na real, fomos o maior acontecimento da mídia e nem percebemos, mas Cherry Vanilla decidiu que devíamos nos passar por jornalistas de rock&amp;amp;roll de Nova York. Cherry foi a única que percebeu que a gente podia fazer umas picaretagens por lá. Ela ligou pra um editor da revista”Circus”, e ele disse pra ela: “Ok, use meu nome em qualquer coisa que vc queira cometer, mas, se o telefone tocar, não sei de nada.”&lt;br /&gt;Então, nos passamos por jornalistas de rock&amp;amp;roll da revista “Circus” – Cherry era a repórter, eu era o fotógrafo, e a coisa funcionou como magia. A gente entrou no backstage em tudo que foi lugar. A gente pegava o “New Musical Express” toda semana e olhava quem estava tocando, pra poder ir. Fomos ver todo mundo – Marc Bolan, Rod Stewart...&lt;br /&gt;Então vi um anúncio minúsculo, tipo num tijolinho, que dizia: “David Bowie no Country Club”. Eu tinha lido um artigo de John Mendelsson sobre ele, por isso eu disse: “Ouvi falar de David Bowie. Ele usa vestidos.” Todo mundo disse: “Oh, isso é legal. Vamos vê-lo”. Daí a gente ligou e entrou na lista de convidados – eu, Cherry e Wayne County. Era um clube minúsculo, e não havia mais do que trinta pessoas na platéia. E minha primeira impressão de David Bowie foi: “Oh, querido, que decepcionante. Que chato.” Ele estava com calças de boca-de-sino amarelas e um chapelão.” (Leee Childers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A gente tinha ouvido dizer que o tal David Bowie era um suposto andrógino e tudo mais, mas aí ele apareceu com cabelo comprido, roupas folky, sentou num banquinho e tocou canções folk. Ficamos muito decepcionados com ele. Olhamos pra ele e dissemos: “Olha só esse velho hippie folk!”&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos sentados na platéia com nossa unhas pretas e cabelos pintados. Naquela época não se conseguia nenhuma dessas cores punk brilhantes, mas Leeee Childers tinha descolado uns pincéis atômicos Magic Marker e colorido todo o cabelo dele com cores brilhantes diferentes. A certa altura David Bowie disse: “E a turma de Pork, de Andy Warhol, está aqui esta noite, levantem.”&lt;br /&gt;Nós todos tivemos que levantar – Cherry se levantou, tirou seu top e sacudiu os peitos. Foi magnífico. Éramos escandalosos em qualquer lugar.”&lt;br /&gt;Depois de termos voltado de Londres, David Bowie começou a entrar na sua trip de Ziggy Stardust. Concenceram ele a cortar o cabelo e pintar de laranja – aquela viagem de homem do espaço. Ângela o incentinou nisso. E Tony De Fries contratou Cherry Vanilla, Leee Childers, Tony Zanetta, Jamie DeCarlo – havia todo esse povo pirado em volta, tentando fazer David ficar com um visual legal. Mas se não fosse por Pork, de Andy Warhol, jamais teria havido uma MainMan e, por conseqüência, Ziggy Stardust. (Jayne County)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGsu-JfkI/AAAAAAAALZU/Fnd3ndNaRrU/s1600-h/andy+warhol+pork+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352324416490012226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGsu-JfkI/AAAAAAAALZU/Fnd3ndNaRrU/s400/andy+warhol+pork+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“No dia 2 de agosto de 1971 estreava em Londres a peça Pork, de Andy Warhol, escrita e dirigida por Tony Ingrassia. O enredo da peça é basicamente sobre uma pessoa que passa o dia usando drogas injetáveis e conversando ao telefone. Todo o resto gira em torno deste personagem. Nela, Zanetta fazia o papel de Andy Warhol. O texto foi todo montado ao redor de conversações pelo telefone que Andy Warhol teve com diversas pessoas e que ele gravara. Warhol depois entregou as fitas para Ingrassia que pincelou e costurou tudo em um formato de peça.&lt;br /&gt;Bowie, que estava realizando algumas apresentações no Hampstead's Country Club, viu a peça, assim como vários integrantes do elenco da peça foram assistir Bowie, ainda desconhecido na América. Ele já tinha uma imagem de andrógeno, que foi o que atraiu o pessoal do Pork para assistir o show. Mas todos ficaram desapontados vendo a interpretação da imagem de andrógeno na Inglaterra sendo um pouco diferente da de um hippie cantando folk com um violão sentado em um banquinho.&lt;br /&gt;O pessoal do teatro estava com cabelos coloridos e com unhas e batom preto, coisa impensável e totalmente escandalosa. Quando Bowie anunciou a presença dos artistas na platéia e pediu para que se levantassem, Cherry Vanilla tirou sua peruca e mostrou os peitos. Foi um choque para alguns e engraçado, para outros. Quase um ano depois, David Bowie acabaria compondo com Lou Reed a canção “New York Conversation” inspirado nesta peça. Todo o elenco de Pork, incluindo Zanetta ficou amigo de David e Angela Bowie.&lt;br /&gt;E vendo Porky nasceu a inspiração de criar Ziggy Stardust.&lt;br /&gt;Angela sugeriu que David pintasse seu cabelo de vermelho, o arrepiasse, raspasse as sobrancelhas e usasse roupas coladas ao corpo e provocantes, assumindo um ar decadente e sexualmente ambíguo.&lt;br /&gt;Bowie confessa que apesar de ter Iggy e Lou Reed em mente, a maior referência era o cantor Vince Taylor, ex-The Playboys e que viu a carreira declinar quando se juntou a um movimento religioso. Segundo ele, o nome Ziggy veio de uma alfaiataria com esse nome. "Stardust" veio de um antigo cantor country chamado Norman Carl Odom, que era conhecido como "The Legendary Stardust Cowboy".”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGaPCAdtI/AAAAAAAALZM/daiBfHDotEw/s1600-h/bowie+japan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGN9CriKI/AAAAAAAALZE/jf9vDH_ExDk/s1600-h/bowie+kansai+figurino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323887691172002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGN9CriKI/AAAAAAAALZE/jf9vDH_ExDk/s400/bowie+kansai+figurino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGGSgJ7kI/AAAAAAAALY8/RgYzYFa_SrM/s1600-h/ziggy+kansay+figurine+colour+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323756012990018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdGGSgJ7kI/AAAAAAAALY8/RgYzYFa_SrM/s400/ziggy+kansay+figurine+colour+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdF_BW5SeI/AAAAAAAALY0/E0LDu3V_Mp0/s1600-h/kansai+other+figurine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352323631151663586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdF_BW5SeI/AAAAAAAALY0/E0LDu3V_Mp0/s400/kansai+other+figurine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdM4CJ88uI/AAAAAAAALaM/QCHS4l59FgE/s1600-h/bowie+japan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352331207688123106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdM4CJ88uI/AAAAAAAALaM/QCHS4l59FgE/s400/bowie+japan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fusão de informações encontradas em:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ofigurino.blogspot.com/2009/04/ziggy-stardust-19721973.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;O Figurino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.japop.com.br/modaestilistas.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Japop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cindyoko.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Cindyoko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beatrix.pro.br/mofo/ziggystardust.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Mofo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Livro “Mate-me, por favor – Uma história sem censura do punk” Vol. 01&lt;br /&gt;Editora L&amp;amp;PM,&lt;br /&gt;pp 158, 125 a 127, 164, 176, 158&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdFRcoTuHI/AAAAAAAALYs/BSV_v2yvxkU/s1600-h/Hiroshima_1973_front-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352322848198473842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdFRcoTuHI/AAAAAAAALYs/BSV_v2yvxkU/s400/Hiroshima_1973_front-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;01. Intro: Ode to Joy / Hang Onto Yourself&lt;br /&gt;02. Ziggy Stardust&lt;br /&gt;03. Changes&lt;br /&gt;04. Moonage Daydream&lt;br /&gt;05. John, I'm Only Dancing&lt;br /&gt;06. Watch That Man&lt;br /&gt;07. The Width of a Circle&lt;br /&gt;08. Space Oddity&lt;br /&gt;09. The Jean Genie&lt;br /&gt;10. Time&lt;br /&gt;11. Five Years&lt;br /&gt;12. Let's Spend the Night Together&lt;br /&gt;13. Starman&lt;br /&gt;14. Suffragette City&lt;br /&gt;15. Rock 'N' Roll Suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***Em 320 kbps*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observação: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;O audio não está dos melhores. Se você gosta de baixar apenas material cristalino melhor nem pegar este então. Eu coloco aqui porque, como quando era novinha e tinha só um radio gravador ferrado e cassetes disponíveis (que a gente, que vivia duro, girava na roda pra todo mundo ouvir), habituei meus ouvidos a apreciar todo tipo de qualidade que esteja ao alcance. Entonces, acredito que outros também sintam assim, pela energia nostálgica da cosa e não só por estar uuuuultra perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdEzi8tDuI/AAAAAAAALYk/gL9aozQxu8c/s1600-h/Hiroshima_1973_front-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352322334498557666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdEzi8tDuI/AAAAAAAALYk/gL9aozQxu8c/s400/Hiroshima_1973_front-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/249460321/DavidBowie_1973-04-14_Hiroshima_Japan_part1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/249450291/DavidBowie_1973-04-14_Hiroshima_Japan_part2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdEJmZyfvI/AAAAAAAALYc/t-5aTeh6O04/s1600-h/ziggy+in+japan.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321613871349490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdEJmZyfvI/AAAAAAAALYc/t-5aTeh6O04/s400/ziggy+in+japan.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Alguns momentos de Bowie neste período da tour Ziggy in Japan, em abril de 73 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;(com exceção da imagem de Cyrinda Foxe):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdD5pbSM-I/AAAAAAAALYU/mcglmIh8qUM/s1600-h/japan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321339805021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdD5pbSM-I/AAAAAAAALYU/mcglmIh8qUM/s400/japan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; ...aparecendo para os fãs japoneses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdD15kxQiI/AAAAAAAALYM/cxbst_GW8aI/s1600-h/japan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352321275420295714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdD15kxQiI/AAAAAAAALYM/cxbst_GW8aI/s400/japan7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“Foi muito fácil impressionar David porque a Inglaterra é muito conservadora, quer dizer, cometer sodomia era contra a lei. Você tem que entender de onde David vinha: então, quando Lou Reed falava sobre as drag queens de Nova York, pra David aquilo significava que a América era o lugar mais liberado e maravilhoso.”&lt;br /&gt;Quando David disse na Melody Maker que era homossexual – depois mudou e disse que era bissexual, que era o que na real ele queria dizer – jamais teria tido culhão pra fazer isto se não estivesse andando com Iggy e Lou. Porque eles representavam esse lugar do outro lado do oceano onde as coisas estavam mudando, então fodam-se todos os hipócritas ingleses.” (Angela Bowie) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDeue5GVI/AAAAAAAALYE/A9FATDBroig/s1600-h/bowie+angie+and+son+japan+april+1873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352320877305862482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDeue5GVI/AAAAAAAALYE/A9FATDBroig/s400/bowie+angie+and+son+japan+april+1873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; Com Angie e o filho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDWHDOqiI/AAAAAAAALX8/c7teHm_-hms/s1600-h/cyrindaandbowie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352320729281899042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDWHDOqiI/AAAAAAAALX8/c7teHm_-hms/s400/cyrindaandbowie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Com Cyrinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“David Bowie e sua mulher, Ângela, tinham um casamento muito aberto. Eles estavam dormindo com todo mundo de quem eram a fim. David, Ângela e eu tivemos um ménage a trois por uns cinco minutos, mas daí fiz ela ir embora porque David e eu íamos transar. Ângela estava trepando com o guarda-costas negro de Bowie, e David e eu ficávamos de quatro pra espiar pelo buraco da fechadura e vê-los trepando. Eu era uma espécie de brinquedo novo pra David na turnê Ziggy Stardust. Mas enquanto a gente estava em São Francisco David me perguntou: “Você está apaixonada por mim?”&lt;br /&gt;Eu disse “Não." Não estava disposta a dizer “Sim!”. Eu ainda estava solta por aí. Não era nada boba naquela época. Não queria ter o rabo preso. Não queria me amarrar em ninguém. Além do mais, Tony DeFries queria todo mundo naquela onda Bowie. Eu não queria cortar meu cabelo daquele jeito. Ou seja, não estava impressionada com eles”. (Cyrinda Foxe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDMab_LbI/AAAAAAAALX0/gfpm2SErugU/s1600-h/ziggy+in+japan+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352320562687323570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdDMab_LbI/AAAAAAAALX0/gfpm2SErugU/s400/ziggy+in+japan+back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdC1-tNwSI/AAAAAAAALXs/qLngCAGEoyg/s1600-h/bowie+live+on+stage+with+Mick+Ronson+Japan++april+1973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352320177286267170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdC1-tNwSI/AAAAAAAALXs/qLngCAGEoyg/s400/bowie+live+on+stage+with+Mick+Ronson+Japan++april+1973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;No palco com Mick Ronson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“David Bowie ainda quando começava a construir sua fama em Londres, repentinamente virou uma tremenda sensação – o velho número de tocar a guitarra com os dentes, com Mick Ronson. Quando chegou a hora de trazer Bowie pra América, Tony DeFries, que era empresário dele, estava em contato com Tony Zanetta, que tinha feito o papel de Andy Warhol em Pork, e os dois tinham criado algum tipo de vínculo. Sabe lá Deus por quê.&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer modo, Tony DeFries e Tony Zanetta me levaram pra jantar na Pete’s Tavern, e me parei a tagarelar, do jeito que tenho tagarelado toda minha vida: “Oh, acho que a gente devia fazer isso! Oh, isto seria genial!” No fim do jantar, Tony DeFries disse: “Bem, Z” – que era como a gente chamava Tony Zanetta – “acho que temos o nosso vice-presidente da MainMan, a companhia que empresariava David Bowie. É claro que daí botamos Cherry Vanilla de secretária e de repente éramos a sucursal americana da companhia.” (Leee Childers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tony De Fries levou o pequenino e engraçadinho David Bowie à Factory de Warhol. Eu tinha que tratar de todos os negócios lá – as pessoas não resolviam nada com Andy porque Andy não sabia o que dizer, então eu tinha que resolver tudo.&lt;br /&gt;Aí estou falando com DeFries, e ele diz: “A RCA me deu um monte de dinheiro pra promover esse cara na América”, e aponta pra Bowie – aquele carinha branquelo e engraçadinho sentado num canto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkhEOv_Z19I/AAAAAAAALc8/AkwHgqZsNtg/s1600-h/David+Bowie+at+Andy+Warhol%27s+Factory+-+14+September+1971+-+part1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352603177321093074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkhEOv_Z19I/AAAAAAAALc8/AkwHgqZsNtg/s400/David+Bowie+at+Andy+Warhol%27s+Factory+-+14+September+1971+-+part1.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkhEHm4DXmI/AAAAAAAALc0/PNvjpU72VMY/s1600-h/David+Bowie+at+Andy+Warhol%27s+Factory+-+14+September+1971+-+part2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352603054615256674" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Ele é grande. E a RCA me deu um monte de dinheiro, então a minha idéia pra promover Bowie é que Andy Warhol nos acompanhe na turnê norte-americana.”&lt;br /&gt;Lá está Andy num canto, e aquela coisinha tímida do Bowie no outro – eles estão meio que se observando através da sala, e aqui está DeFries propondo que Andy seja pago pra ser groupie! De David Bowie!&lt;br /&gt;Não pude acreditar naquilo. Eu disse: “A RCA vai pagar VOCÊ, e você vai pagar ANDY? Por que eles simplesmente não nos pagam pra promover nosso próprio álbum, como fizemos com o Velvet Underground?”&lt;br /&gt;Era tudo uma estupidez – receber uma grana pra promover alguém sem fazer parte daquilo, só porque DeFries queria que David Bowie fosse o novo Velvet Underground.&lt;br /&gt;Então eu disse: “Poxa, acho que não vai dar. A gente está um pouquinho ocupado demais agora.” (Paul Morrissey) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCi4zU_vI/AAAAAAAALXk/sfgGN-mOSAM/s1600-h/bowie73japanflyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352319849283780338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCi4zU_vI/AAAAAAAALXk/sfgGN-mOSAM/s400/bowie73japanflyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Flyer e tickets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCXzsmB5I/AAAAAAAALXc/_rxBPDo7ZEI/s1600-h/ticket730414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352319658934798226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCXzsmB5I/AAAAAAAALXc/_rxBPDo7ZEI/s400/ticket730414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCRKvQPJI/AAAAAAAALXU/IvQQyOvaRyo/s1600-h/tourdate+bowie+Ziggy+tour+1973+Japan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352319544860884114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdCRKvQPJI/AAAAAAAALXU/IvQQyOvaRyo/s400/tourdate+bowie+Ziggy+tour+1973+Japan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-4716421170226982960?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4716421170226982960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=4716421170226982960&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4716421170226982960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4716421170226982960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/david-bowie-ziggy-stardust-tour.html' title='David Bowie – Ziggy Stardust tour (Hiroshima, Japão, 14/04/1973)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkdIOreusbI/AAAAAAAALZ8/cTsnNmhCKyk/s72-c/BOWIE+ZIGGY+KANSAII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-6605450251110031229</id><published>2009-06-28T00:08:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:21:45.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou Cansado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkbhHWxihOI/AAAAAAAALXM/pb72AM_Z8mI/s1600-h/Caniglia+Nature%27s+Balance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352212723665110242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkbhHWxihOI/AAAAAAAALXM/pb72AM_Z8mI/s400/Caniglia+Nature%27s+Balance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;stou cansado, é claro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Porque, a certa altura, a gente tem que estar cansado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;De que estou cansado, não sei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;De nada me serviria sabê-lo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Pois o cansaço fica na mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;A ferida dói como dói&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;E não em função da causa que a produziu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sim, estou cansado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;E um pouco sorridente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;De o cansaço ser só isto —&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Uma vontade de sono no corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Um desejo de não pensar na alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;E por cima de tudo uma transparência lúcida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Do entendimento retrospectivo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;E a luxúria única de não ter já esperanças?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sou inteligente; eis tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Tenho visto muito e entendido muito o que tenho visto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;E há um certo prazer até no cansaço que isto nos dá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Que afinal a cabeça sempre serve para qualquer coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-6605450251110031229?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6605450251110031229/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=6605450251110031229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6605450251110031229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6605450251110031229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/estou-cansado.html' title='Estou Cansado'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkbhHWxihOI/AAAAAAAALXM/pb72AM_Z8mI/s72-c/Caniglia+Nature%27s+Balance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8117423152807292319</id><published>2009-06-26T21:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:22:34.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Psiglo  - Ideación &amp; II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ideación (1973)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVhRnl2qMI/AAAAAAAALWk/IcY5-BPACFA/s1600-h/psiglo+vinil+frontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351790687513127106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVhRnl2qMI/AAAAAAAALWk/IcY5-BPACFA/s400/psiglo+vinil+frontal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“Remontémonos al año 1968. La era de la "Beatlemanía" ha quedado atrás y varios grupos uruguayos, que con bastante éxito habían intentado reproducir la estética de los "primeros" Beatles, se han desintegrando o están en proceso de transición hacia otro tipo de propuestas musicales. Los ex Malditos han evolucionado hacia El Kinto, y Los Shakers (la más importante banda latinoamericana de rock'n'roll de la década), está a punto de regalarnos su notable (y último) disco: La Conferencia Secreta del Toto's Bar.&lt;br /&gt;Una nueva camada de jóvenes compatriotas ha comenzado a emular a sus nuevos ídolos roqueros del norte. Y hay para elegir: rock sicodélico, hard rock (de la mano de Led Zeppelin y Deep Purple, precursores del heavy metal), blues y blues-rock (con Cream, John Mayall, Paul Butterfield, Keef Hartley, Fleetwood Mac), las propuestas de The Who y Ten Years After, o las nuevas mezclas y fusiones de grupos como Jethro Tull, Blood Sweat and Tears y Santana.&lt;br /&gt;Cinco muchachos del barrio Figurita se han juntado para armar una nueva banda. Se trata de Luis Cesio, Jorge García Banegas, César Rechac, Julio Dallier y Carmelo Albano. Un íntimo amigo de ellos, Gonzalo Farrugia, no puede acompañar aún el proyecto. Él está tocando en Danger Group, un conjunto que viene trabajando muy bien en bailes. Sin embargo, Farrugia se pasa horas junto a sus viejos amigos y es, de hecho, el que sugiere el nombre para el grupo...” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Veja a história da banda na íntegra aqui: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deluruguay.net/historia/historia.asp?idint=1&amp;amp;orden=9"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://www.deluruguay.net/historia/historia.asp?idint=1&amp;amp;orden=9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVgs7u4_eI/AAAAAAAALWc/uo-A4A5w5EI/s1600-h/single+Psiglo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351790057264578018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVgs7u4_eI/AAAAAAAALWc/uo-A4A5w5EI/s400/single+Psiglo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Faixas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Siénteme (2:16)&lt;br /&gt;2. En Un Lugar Un Niño (3:55)&lt;br /&gt;3. Catalina (3:38)&lt;br /&gt;4. Vuela A Mi Galaxia (4:32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK14"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK15"&gt;5. Nuestra Calma (4:27)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Es Inútil (9:04)&lt;br /&gt;7. No Pregunten Porqué (3:28)&lt;br /&gt;8. Piensa Y Lucha (4:40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bonus Tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gente Sin Camino (cara B, simple 1972) (6:10)&lt;br /&gt;10. En Un Lugar Un Niño (cara A, simple 1972) (3:11)&lt;br /&gt;11. Vuela A Mi Galaxia (cara B, simple 1972) (4:43)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK11"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Formação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rubén Melogno - voz, percusión&lt;br /&gt;Luis Cesio - guitarra, voz&lt;br /&gt;César Rechac - bajo, voz&lt;br /&gt;Gonzalo Farrugia - batería, percusión&lt;br /&gt;Jorge García - teclados, flauta dulce, voz&lt;br /&gt;Cuarteto de Cuerdas del SODRE - cuerdas en "Catalina"&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Pito Varela - saxo en "Es Inútil"&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Giovinazzo - trompeta en "Es Inútil"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/246150174/Psiglo_1973_Ideacion.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tamanho: 66,6 mb&lt;br /&gt;***Em 192 kbps***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;II (Gravado em 1974, lançado em 1981)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVgMLhAPSI/AAAAAAAALWU/FllU6AZipw8/s1600-h/psyglo+II+frente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351789494565616930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVgMLhAPSI/AAAAAAAALWU/FllU6AZipw8/s400/psyglo+II+frente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Faixas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1-Cambiarás al Hombre 04:35&lt;br /&gt;2-Heróe de Papel 03:49&lt;br /&gt;3-Construir Destruir 06:06&lt;br /&gt;4-No Tiene Razón de Ser 07:05&lt;br /&gt;5-El Juglar y Yo 08:49&lt;br /&gt;6-Gil 1038 11:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Formação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Ruben Melogno (lead vocals and percussion)&lt;br /&gt;- Gonzalo Farrugia (drums and percussion)&lt;br /&gt;- César Rechac (guitars)&lt;br /&gt;- Jorge García (keyboards, flute and vocals)&lt;br /&gt;- Gustavo Mamut Muñoz (bass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Músico Convidado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Alvaro Armesto (saxophone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/246142524/Psiglo_1981_II.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tamanho: 38,4 mb&lt;br /&gt;***Em 128 kbps***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVfGjTBadI/AAAAAAAALWM/DxBFVvWsC7g/s1600-h/psiglo+encarte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351788298358581714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVfGjTBadI/AAAAAAAALWM/DxBFVvWsC7g/s400/psiglo+encarte.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;La vanguardia progresiva uruguaya de los 70's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psiglo fue, la banda uruguaya más importante de los años 70's. Protagonista de un auténtico movimiento de importancia es el creador de esta obra que marcó un antes y un después en la historia de la música popular uruguaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eran otros tiempos, Uruguay vivía años de convulsión y contradicción. Era el fin del proceso político y social que llevaría al golpe de Estado del 27 de junio de 1973. La cultura uruguaya, vivía uno de sus períodos más febriles y de mayor expresión creativa. La literatura uruguaya, vivía el auge de la llamada "generación del 45", de las cuales surgirían autores de la talla de Mario Benedetti, Eduardo Galeano y Juan Carlos Onetti. Las salas del llamado Teatro Independiente fue el baluarte, el lugar común para la expresión de todas las vertientes artísticas . La música uruguaya, nacida de las experiencas de los Shakers ("Los Beatles uruguayos, según la revista Pin Up de aquellos años) de los hermanos Osvaldo y Hugo Fattoruso, músicos de jazz provenientes del Hot Club serían el antecedente junto a Gastón Ciarlo (Dino) y su insigne canción "Milonga de pelo largo". El alumbramiento ocurriría en las llamadas "Musicasiones", de la mano de Eduardo Mateo, Ruben Rada y El Kinto (primer experiencia del candombe beat, posteriormente en Totem junto a Eduardo Useta y Chichito Cabral). La sociedad charrúa tendría eco de estas movidas a través de "Discodromo TV" de Ruben Castillo, mentor de un hito en la nueva música popular uruguaya de estos años y maestro de futuras generaciones radiales y televisivas.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie imaginaba que en esta pequeña ciudad de América al sur se estuviera componiendo al nivel de las bandas más importantes de aquellos tiempos. "Ideación", primer opus de Psiglo, es un trabajo que no tiene nada que envidiarle en materia de composición y estética a muchas bandas norteamericanas e inglesas. Probablemente, y junto a "Los delirios del Mariscal" de Crucis y "La Biblia" de Vox Dei, sea el equivalente del subdesarrollo sudamericano de obras magnas como "Machine Head" (Deep Purple), "Going for the one" (Yes), "Lizard" (King Crimson) o "Demons &amp;amp; Wizards" (Uriah Heep).&lt;br /&gt;Grabado en los Estudios Sondor en dos canales y a una toma, con episodios para la risa como los narrados por su cantante, Ruben Melogno: "La cadena radial Andebu se metía en el equipo de bajo. Si había baja tensión no se grababa. La guitarra, para lograr mayor cuerpo, la grabamos en el baño. La batería en los pasillos para obtener mayor volumen y acústica. Los coros en una de las cabinas de grabación". Elementos que acrecientan la valía de estos músicos para lograr un trabajo de tal envergadura.&lt;br /&gt;En "Ideación", se encuentra toda una gama de sonidos e ideas melódicas, pero también fuerza, garra y sentimiento. Una colección de canciones que se convertirán en himnos para los de esa generación y aún para aquellos que crecieron sin verlos (porque mediaba el silencio impuesto por quienes consideraban que la cultura, molestaba al poder omnipresente que ejercían). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVefJWWv7I/AAAAAAAALWE/xXnrFvPnx8c/s1600-h/PSIGLO%2B72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351787621378342834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVefJWWv7I/AAAAAAAALWE/xXnrFvPnx8c/s400/PSIGLO%2B72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVeQ-Kw7MI/AAAAAAAALV8/M196bT8C4dk/s1600-h/Psiglo+baterista+gonzalo+farrugia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351787377858768066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVeQ-Kw7MI/AAAAAAAALV8/M196bT8C4dk/s400/Psiglo+baterista+gonzalo+farrugia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diferencia de muchas bandas que divagaban y andaban, por así decirlo, en las nubes con su retórica, fueron artistas comprometidos con su tiempo y la realidad que vivían. Y lo hicieron con la prédica de su propia filosofía. Algo que se nota, desde el arranque, en "Sienteme", una canción con una atractiva guitarra acústica en tonada bluesgrass. "En un lugar un niño", un clásico de Psiglo y de la música uruguaya, con toda la garra y emoción plasmada en música, con un brillante Ruben Melongo (ex Opus Alfa y Ovni 87) y su voz con un fraseo claro y el aullido-alarido de Ian Gillan (Deep Purple) y la fineza de terciopelo de Dave Byron (Uriah Heep). La calma "Catalina" y su gusto a "Lucky Man" de Emerson mezclada con percusión y melodías andinas. La fuerza demoledora de la cabalgata de "Vuela a mi galaxia", con un Jorge García Banegas (posteriormente en Asfalto y Tragaluz en España) que no tiene nada que envidiarle a gigantes de su tiempo como Ken Hensley (Uriah Heep) o Jon Lord (Deep Purple), una dupla perfecta en la solidez de César Rechac y la polirritmia candombera-jazzera de Gonzalo Farrugia (años más tarde en Crucis) en batería. La ductilidad de Melogno, fraseando emoción con un vibrato perfecto y coros bien al uso inglés de aquellos años. El punto más alto del álbum.&lt;br /&gt;La versatilidad de esta banda, permite otras manifestaciones. El blues, el género emocional por excelencia, es el perfecto conductor de una letra testimonial que contiene toda una prédica en "Es inútil", que muestra sus primarias influencias como John Mayall, Steppenwolf, John Mayall &amp;amp; the Blues breakers. Con una buena performance de Rechac, con un sonido personal, contundente e intimista, un Farrugia a toda fuerza, un Luis Cesio en guitarra en uno de sus mejores momentos de este LP, una voz desgarradora y dulce a la vez en Melogno, fuertemente infuenciado por el soul norteamericano de James Brown. Una larga composición en la cual se entrelazan distintos estilos, lenguajes y el aire fuerte a zapada permanente.&lt;br /&gt;No se olvidaban de su tierra y de los elementos étnicos y lo demuestran en "No pregunten porque". Una auténtica trenza musical que va desde la dulzura melódica de coros perfectamente arreglados, hasta los ritmos de la música del Altiplano inca.&lt;br /&gt;Filosofía de vida en "Piensa y lucha", con ritmos cercanos a "Trilogy" de Emerson, Lake &amp;amp; Palmer, un tema bien a la Psiglo, con un Farrugia en exceleten forma en los arreglos percusivos.&lt;br /&gt;"Ideación", no es sólo un álbum de importancia olvidado en un cajón empolvado de recuerdos. Es un tributo del pasado que conforma también nuestro presente. Grandes músicos como Pino Marrone y Anibal Kerpel fueron influenciados por Psiglo en los festivales BA Rock para crear Crucis. Hermes Calabria, baterista de Barón Rojo en España, formó parte de sus filas y utilizo su experiencia para el éxito de la banda de los hermanos Armando y Carlos de Castro. Muchas bandas uruguayas continúan nutriéndose de aquella ambrosía de filosofía y música que fue esta obra magna. Es la mejor herencia que puede recibir la música sudamericana de hoy, el legado vivo de una banda que trataba de mirar más allá del horizonte, porque el sur, también existe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernesto Sclavo (&lt;a href="http://www.nucleusprog.com.ar/i-psiglo.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://www.nucleusprog.com.ar/i-psiglo.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVdzVFwMVI/AAAAAAAALV0/fa-CzEqD0Cw/s1600-h/PSIGLO+negat.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351786868615688530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVdzVFwMVI/AAAAAAAALV0/fa-CzEqD0Cw/s400/PSIGLO+negat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.agoraerock.com/2009/03/tambem-temos-despesas.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-8117423152807292319?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8117423152807292319/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=8117423152807292319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8117423152807292319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8117423152807292319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/psiglo-ideacion-ii.html' title='Psiglo  - Ideación &amp; II'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SkVhRnl2qMI/AAAAAAAALWk/IcY5-BPACFA/s72-c/psiglo+vinil+frontal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-1677122072805235831</id><published>2009-06-20T08:07:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:20:21.360-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Para &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08418483825073983702"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eduardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, meu amado companheiro de todas as horas e em todos os sentidos...&lt;br /&gt;Dedicado ao nosso infinito amor, que por ser único e completo, é eterno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Todos os movimentos&lt;br /&gt;do amor&lt;br /&gt;são noturnos&lt;br /&gt;mesmo quando praticados&lt;br /&gt;à luz do dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzEDMGxvfI/AAAAAAAALVs/xYm6rcaxnRU/s1600-h/mapplethorpe+marty+and+veronica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349366016477609458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzEDMGxvfI/AAAAAAAALVs/xYm6rcaxnRU/s400/mapplethorpe+marty+and+veronica.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Vem de ti o sinal&lt;br /&gt;no cheiro ou no tato&lt;br /&gt;que faz acordar o bicho&lt;br /&gt;em seu fosso:&lt;br /&gt;na treva, lento,&lt;br /&gt;se desenrola&lt;br /&gt;e desliza&lt;br /&gt;em direção a teu sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzD4cS4_SI/AAAAAAAALVk/h3cT2qaoQ60/s1600-h/mapplethorpe+martin+and+veronica+1982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365831844822306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzD4cS4_SI/AAAAAAAALVk/h3cT2qaoQ60/s400/mapplethorpe+martin+and+veronica+1982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Hipnotiza-te&lt;br /&gt;com seu guizo&lt;br /&gt;envolve-te&lt;br /&gt;em seus anéis&lt;br /&gt;corredios&lt;br /&gt;beija-te&lt;br /&gt;a boca em flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzDqW-Nn4I/AAAAAAAALVc/HCow3kIYhko/s1600-h/vintage+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365589897748354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzDqW-Nn4I/AAAAAAAALVc/HCow3kIYhko/s400/vintage+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e por baixo&lt;br /&gt;com seu esporão&lt;br /&gt;te fende te fode&lt;br /&gt;e se fundem&lt;br /&gt;no gozo&lt;br /&gt;depois&lt;br /&gt;desenfia-se de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzDWFFNpQI/AAAAAAAALVU/rw8wSpZRUSM/s1600-h/mapplethorpe2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365241497888002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzDWFFNpQI/AAAAAAAALVU/rw8wSpZRUSM/s400/mapplethorpe2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;na cama&lt;br /&gt;recupero a minha forma usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ferreira Gullar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-1677122072805235831?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1677122072805235831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=1677122072805235831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1677122072805235831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1677122072805235831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/coito.html' title='Coito'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjzEDMGxvfI/AAAAAAAALVs/xYm6rcaxnRU/s72-c/mapplethorpe+marty+and+veronica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-6084435500036621716</id><published>2009-06-19T23:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:24:23.382-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cramps – Booze Party (Live at The Ritz, NYC, 1989) + Vídeo Live At Napa State Mental Hospital (1978)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/radioskeleton.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/1700/radioskeleton.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em memória de Lux Interior...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcHwYfvNMI/AAAAAAAALUc/v1XGQ_FAW00/s1600-h/lux+interior+RIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347751610316436674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcHwYfvNMI/AAAAAAAALUc/v1XGQ_FAW00/s400/lux+interior+RIP.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faixas: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/0001bqk.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/2622/0001bqk.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Side 1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Muleskinner&lt;br /&gt;2. Chicken&lt;br /&gt;3. Shortnin' Bread&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot Pearl Snatch&lt;br /&gt;5. People Ain't No Good&lt;br /&gt;6. Goddamn Rock &amp;amp; Roll &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/0002d.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/2826/0002d.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Side 2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Strychnine&lt;br /&gt;2. Drug Train&lt;br /&gt;3. Bikini Girls With Machine Guns&lt;br /&gt;4. All Women Are Bad&lt;br /&gt;5. What's Inside A Girl? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/0003r.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/1131/0003r.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Side 3: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Booze Party&lt;br /&gt;2. Creature From The Black Leather Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;3. Aloha From Hell&lt;br /&gt;4. Goo Goo Muck&lt;br /&gt;5. Primitive &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img32.imageshack.us/i/59139553.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img32.imageshack.us/img32/3606/59139553.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Side 4: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Sunglasses After Dark&lt;br /&gt;2. Cornfed Dames&lt;br /&gt;3. Can Your Pussy Do The Dog?&lt;br /&gt;4. Good Taste&lt;br /&gt;5. Psychotic Reaction&lt;br /&gt;6. Maddaddy&lt;br /&gt;7. The Crusher&lt;br /&gt;8. She Said &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcHUDpN-YI/AAAAAAAALUU/9iusk8ciErc/s1600-h/cramps+booze+party+front+cover.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347751123682720130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcHUDpN-YI/AAAAAAAALUU/9iusk8ciErc/s400/cramps+booze+party+front+cover.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/i/evildead1.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/9231/evildead1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Partes &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/242482176/TheCramps_BoozeParty_Side1_2.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/242477479/TheCramps_BoozeParty_Side3_4.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tamanhos: 41.9 mb e 71.4 mb &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;***Em 320 kbps***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcGkpSHyWI/AAAAAAAALUM/x9NQXEQiOSo/s1600-h/cramps+dupla+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347750309152672098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcGkpSHyWI/AAAAAAAALUM/x9NQXEQiOSo/s400/cramps+dupla+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxKXzHi_6I/AAAAAAAALU0/6_czOpVybiM/s1600-h/tales-of-the-creep2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“El sonido psychobilly de los Cramps, rockabilly con sonidos garajeros, trazos primarios, bravíos e intensos, de gradación camp, teatral y trash, recogían procederes del garage-punk 60’s, remedando a los Sonics, del psycho-garaje, como los 13th Floor Elevators, del rock de Elvis Presley o Jerry Lee Lewis, de la guitarra de Link Wray, o del surf-rock instrumental de los años 60, como los Trashmen, inspirándose su concepto sonoro y estético en aspectos culturales pop de serie B (o Z), en especial cinematográficos y de terror.&lt;br /&gt;Los Cramps comienzan a gestarse a comienzos de los años 70, cuando se conocen en San Diego, California, Erick Purkhiser (nacido el 21 de octubre de 1946 en Stow, Ohio) y Kristy Wallace (nacida el 20 de febrero de 1953 en Sacramento, California), después de que el primero hubiese parado en la carretera para subir a Kristy, quien estaba haciendo autostop para dirigirse a Sacramento, ciudad en la cual ambos residían y estudiaban un curso de Arte y Chamanismo. Erick y Kristy se dieron cuenta que coincidían en los mismos gustos musicales: rock’n’roll, blues, doo-wop y R&amp;amp;B, y cinematográficos, en especial las películas de serie b de terror y ciencia-ficción de los años 50.&lt;br /&gt;Tras estas coindidencias comenzaron una relación y se plantearon la creación de un grupo de rock, adoptando Erick, como cantante y bajista, el seudónimo de Raven Beauty, que se cambiaría por el de Vip Vop y finalmente por el de Lux Interior, nombre sacado de un anuncio publicitario de un automóbil. Por su parte Kristy, como guitarrista, se hizo llamar Poison Ivy Rorschach.&lt;br /&gt;La pareja se marchó de Sacramento para irse a Akron, en Ohio. Poco después se trasladaron a Nueva York con la intención de alcanzar su objetivo. En principio lo que consiguieron fue un trabajo en una tienda de discos. Allí conocieron a Greg Beckerleg, quien se unió al dúo como guitarrista. Para no ser menos que sus colegas también adoptó un seudónimo: Bryan Gregory.&lt;br /&gt;La cuarta componente del grupo fue la canadiense Miriam Linna, quien se encargó de la batería tras pasar por el puesto Pam, la hermana de Bryan. En 1976, y con poca sapiencia en la ejecución instrumental, la banda actuó en el mítico CBGB, antes de la actuación de Suicide. Su sonido crudo comenzó a ser bien recibido por los asistentes al local y por otras bandas, como los Ramones, que les ofrecieron un puesto de teloneros en una gira por la zona. Los Cramps actuarían en locales como el Max’s Kansas City o en el Manhattan Ocean Club. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347723247630255010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbt9dQZg6I/AAAAAAAALT8/5RqNGM4LYkw/s400/lux+interior+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;En este período y tras grabar varios temas con producción de Richard Robinson Linna decidió dejar la batería. Posteriormente estaría en Nervux Rex, con Billy Miller en The A-Bones o en los Zantees, editando también la revista “Kick’s Magazine” y el sello Norton Records. Nick “Knox” Stephanoff (ex miembro de Electric Eels) se añadiría a las baquetas.&lt;br /&gt;Quien también se fijó en los Cramps, que adoptaron en su logo las fuentes tipográficas de “Historias de la cripta”, fue el miembro de los Big Star, Alex Chilton, quien se ofreció en 1977 para producirles sus primeras grabaciones, las cuales vieron la luz en el sello del grupo, Vengeance Records.&lt;br /&gt;Las grabaciones se produjeron en Memphis, realizando canciones propias, como “Human Fly”, o covers de Ricky Nelson o los Trashmen, cuya conocida canción “Surfin’ Bird” se convirtió en el primer single de The Cramps, aparecido en 1978. La cara b era la versión de Jack Scott “The way I walk”.&lt;br /&gt;El tema propio “Human Fly” sería su segundo sencillo. Mientras tanto seguían girando con éxito, fuese acompañando a las Runaways o girando junto a los Clash.&lt;br /&gt;Miles Copeland, propietario del sello IRS/Illegal, fichó al grupo y allí publicaron el Ep “Gravest Hits” (1979), un disco que recogía los singles previos. También volaron al Reino Unido para telonear a Police.&lt;br /&gt;Producido por Chilton, el primer disco grande de The Cramps sería “Songs the Lord taught us” (1980), un álbum lleno de diversión psychobilly y energía garajera, que contenía versiones de los Sonics (la fenonenal “Strychnine”), de Jimmy Stewart &amp;amp; His Nighthawks (la no menos fenomenal y rockanrolera “Rock on the moon”), de Johnny Burnette (“Tear it up”), la magnífica “Sunglasses after dark”, de Dwight Pullen, brillante conjunción entre psycho-garage y surf-rock, y el single “Fever”, tema versionado por muchos artistas, entre ellos Elvis Presley. Sus temas originales, todos disfrutables, destacan “T.V. Tome”, “Garbage man”, que sería su segundo sencillo, “Zombie Dance” o “I was a teenage werewolf”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbrbOy8g5I/AAAAAAAALT0/SBAVkdcH1hM/s1600-h/cramps+dupla+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347720460609815442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbrbOy8g5I/AAAAAAAALT0/SBAVkdcH1hM/s400/cramps+dupla+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxK9Cp-6aI/AAAAAAAALU8/hgjqlRV1sWQ/s1600-h/caveirinha+zoiando+o+movimento.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El disco fue recibido con entusiasmo entre la audiencia independiente, sonando con asiduidad en las college radios. Uno de sus grandes fans era un muchacho apellidado Morrissey, quien fundó la “Legion of the Cramped” junto a Lindsey Hutton unos años antes de alcanzar el éxito con los Smiths.&lt;br /&gt;Después del disco Brian Gregory, inmerso en graves problemas con la heroína, dejó el grupo, huyendo en una furgoneta que contenía el equipo del grupo. Nunca más volverían a verle. Fue reemplazado en la guitarra por Julien Griensnatch, quien en breve fue sustituido por Kid Congo Powers, quien previamente había tocado con Gun Club.&lt;br /&gt;La nueva formación, ahora asentada en Los Angeles, publicaría su segundo Lp, “Psychedelic Jungle”, un disco co-producido entre la banda, Carl Grover y Nigel Reeve que incluía sus temas “Voodoo Idol”, “Native are restless” o “Cavemen”. Versionaban oscuros cortes como el single “Goo Goo Muck” de Ronnie Cook &amp;amp; The Gaylads, “Primitive” del grupo de los 60 Groupies, “Green Fuz” de la banda garajera 60’s Randy Alvey &amp;amp; Green Fuz, o “Jungle Hop”, un tema del cantante y compositor de los años 50 Kip Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;La cara b de “Goo Goo Muck” es uno de sus temas más conocidos, “She said”, versión del rockabilly Hasil Adkins.&lt;br /&gt;Lamentablemente después de este álbum, los Cramps y su compañía discográfica rompieron relaciones y se enfrascaron un una batalla legal por pago de royalties. Este pleito prohibió al grupo realizar grabaciones durante un largo período.&lt;br /&gt;Su vuelta a las tiendas de disco se produjo con “Smell of Female” (1983), disco en directo publicado en Enigma en el cual aparecía una versión de “Faster Pussycat”, tema de la película homónima de Russ Meyer, especialista en mujeres de generoso escote.&lt;br /&gt;Con anterioridad a la salida de “Smell of female”, su antiguo sello publicó el recopilatorio “Off the bone” (1983).&lt;br /&gt;En 1983 también dejó el grupo Kid Congo Powers, que sería reemplazado por varios guitarristas, ninguno de los cuales llegó a ocupar el puesto de manera permanente. Ike Knox, Drew Steele o Click Mort fueron alguno de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347720240376688082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbrOaXRrdI/AAAAAAAALTs/Fgn9LxUaiEc/s400/cramps+dupla+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/ttendeskelette.gif/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxL_UWaGYI/AAAAAAAALVE/yYJ3oxsz8Ec/s1600-h/caveirinha+arrastando+outra.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En Big Beat The Cramps publicarían el álbum “A Date with Elvis” (1986), un disco más pulido que sus previas grabaciones, las cuales habían sido más foscas y garajeras en el tratamiento sónico. A pesar de ello, en el álbum, con Poison Ivy tocando el bajo además de la guitarra, contiene piezas conocidas de su discografía, como “Can your pussy do the dog?”, “How far can too far go”, “Kizmiak”, “Aloha from Hell” o “What’s inside a girl?”.&lt;br /&gt;Un año después publicaron otro álbum en vivo, ahora publicado en su sello Vengeance, “Rockin’n’Reelin’ in Auckland, New Zealand” (1987), en donde hacen dos covers de Elvis Presley, “Heartbreak Hotel” y “Do the clam”.&lt;br /&gt;En Enigma aparecería, con la incorporación de la bajista Candy del Mar, “Stay Sick!” (1990), un Lp menor (aunque mayor para sus más acérrimos fans) con temas escuchables como “Bikini Girls with Machine Gun”, “Creature from the black leather lagoon”, “Mama Oo Pow Pow” o “Journey to the center of a girl”. Mejor que el disco eran sus siempre excitantes actuaciones en directo.&lt;br /&gt;Tras este álbum Nick Knox dejaría a los Cramps, cansado de la vida en carretera. En “Look Mom, No Head!” (1991), endureciendo todavía más sus conocidas pautas en temas como “Alligator Stomp”, “Dames, Booze, Chains and Boots” o “Blow up your mind”, se habían añadido a la banda el bajista Slim Chance y el batería Jim Sclavunos.&lt;br /&gt;En el disco ofertaban una versión de “Mini-Skirt Blues”, del grupo de garaje angelino de los 60 Flower Children.&lt;br /&gt;Posteriores trabajos, como “Flamejob” (1994), “Big Beat from Badsville” (1997) o “Fiends of Dope Island” (2003) prorrogaban su pujante sonido psycho-rockabilly-surf-garage-rock incluyendo covers del mítico tema de Bobby Troup, “Route 66”, o del “Hung up” de los Wailers, legendaria banda de garage-rock 60’s, que ponían bien de manifiesto sus herencias sónicas.Para los no iniciados que deseen conocer su música nada mejor que acudir a recopilatorios como “Bad music for bad people” (1984) o “How to make a monster” (2004) e incluso mejor hacerse con su primer Lp, “Songs that Lord taught us” (1980).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347718696478275522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbp0i5Nd8I/AAAAAAAALTk/TkvMZdZX2CY/s400/tour+book+80s+1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Lux Interior (Erick Purkhiser) falleció a los 62 años de un fallo cardíaco el 4 de febrero del año 2009.” (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/.â€%20%20http://www.alohacriticon.com/alohapoprock/article2430.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Alohacriticon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbo-CS9hsI/AAAAAAAALTc/ADf-dtpUVas/s1600-h/MONTAGEM+1+-+ED+GEIN+CASA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347717760014976706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbo-CS9hsI/AAAAAAAALTc/ADf-dtpUVas/s400/MONTAGEM+1+-+ED+GEIN+CASA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img31.imageshack.us/i/maniacscalp.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/3774/maniacscalp.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Em 1984, Lux Interior e Poison Ivy do The Cramps foram passar as férias numa fazenda em Plainfield, no Wiscosin, local onde em 17 de novembro de 1957 foi preso o psicopata Ed Gein, que havia matado várias pessoas e arrancado suas peles para forrar os móveis de sua casa. A história de Gein inspirou filmes como Psicose de Alfred Hitchcock e O Massacre Da Serra Elétrica de Tobe Hooper, além de músicas compostas por diversas bandas. A casa onde Gein "trabalhava" suas vítimas foi queimada pelos moradores locais, mas Lux e Poison conseguiram levar como recordação um pedaço da parede da casa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjboz4bi-cI/AAAAAAAALTU/7gEMG5NatjU/s1600-h/edgein+killings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347717585567939010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjboz4bi-cI/AAAAAAAALTU/7gEMG5NatjU/s400/edgein+killings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjboDYOj0FI/AAAAAAAALTM/EYjO5T3Bpb0/s1600-h/MONTAGEM+2+-+ED+GEIN+CORPOS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347716752289812562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjboDYOj0FI/AAAAAAAALTM/EYjO5T3Bpb0/s400/MONTAGEM+2+-+ED+GEIN+CORPOS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acima, imagens originais de como algumas vítimas de Gein foram encontradas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbl_qEueMI/AAAAAAAALTE/G4fuqiW6VMg/s1600-h/MONTAGEM+3+-+ED+GEIN+lÃ¡pide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714489337673922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbl_qEueMI/AAAAAAAALTE/G4fuqiW6VMg/s400/MONTAGEM+3+-+ED+GEIN+l%C3%A1pide.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbl4yhb7iI/AAAAAAAALS8/Gaprx6Pnpxw/s1600-h/tour+book+80s+2-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347714371346492962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 365px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbl4yhb7iI/AAAAAAAALS8/Gaprx6Pnpxw/s400/tour+book+80s+2-4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Durante alguns meses do ano de 1985, Lux Interior do The Cramps se correspondeu quase que diariamente com John Wayne Gacy, chegando a visitá-lo pessoalmente mais tarde. Mais conhecido pelo apelido de "Killer Clown", Gacy estava preso, condenado à morte por torturar, sodomizar e matar 33 jovens. Na prisão, Gacy se dedicava a pintar quadros retratando "grandes artistas da humanidade", e dedicou uma série inteira à figura de Lux Interior. (&lt;a href="http://whiplash.net/materias/curiosidades/064250-cramps.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Whiplash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjblcTw3SMI/AAAAAAAALS0/81IOMCW5cbI/s1600-h/cramps+dupla+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347713882053363906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjblcTw3SMI/AAAAAAAALS0/81IOMCW5cbI/s400/cramps+dupla+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Veja informações também sobre a formação da banda na Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cramps"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img31.imageshack.us/i/skeleton10.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/1264/skeleton10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E matéria sobre a morte de Lux Interior aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portalrockpress.com.br/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=3280"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;http://www.portalrockpress.com.br/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=3280&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347713361213301666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbk9_e6o6I/AAAAAAAALSs/9VHuvsnf4W0/s400/Cramps+-+Live+At+Napa+State+Mental+Hospital+1978+cover1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/graveyard.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/8299/graveyard.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;“Em uma tarde de junho de 78, o Cramps chegou ao hospital psiquiátrico de Napa State, na Califórnia, para dar um concerto grátis aos pacientes. Esta gravação foi feita com um dos primeiros modelos de câmeras portáteis da Sony: em preto e branco, meio apagado e com algumas distorções na imagem e um só microfone (mas dá pra ver tranquilamente). Mesmo com a crueza do registro, e talvez ela até tenha favorecido muito na atmosfera dele, há uma perfeita captura da sinergia entre banda e público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbkb_DxKJI/AAAAAAAALSk/mo35vyJiAtM/s1600-h/cramps@napa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347712776983881874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbkb_DxKJI/AAAAAAAALSk/mo35vyJiAtM/s400/cramps%40napa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como por exemplo a partir da segunda musica, quando os pacientes sobem no palco para cantar dançar e gritar desenfreadamente junto ao Cramps. Um registro antológico com uma despedida no melhor estilo punk: “Comam merda e morram!”. No que o público responde “é justo do que precisamos”. Obrigatório.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbkJ7l428I/AAAAAAAALSc/cgdCHdhH6VM/s1600-h/Cramps+-+Live+At+Napa+State+Mental+Hospital+1978.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347712466815605698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbkJ7l428I/AAAAAAAALSc/cgdCHdhH6VM/s400/Cramps+-+Live+At+Napa+State+Mental+Hospital+1978.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Duração: 20 min&lt;br /&gt;Formato: AVI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/nu5.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/7905/nu5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Partes &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/242512742/Cramps_-_Live_At_Napa_State_Mental_Hospital_1978.part1.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/242525969/Cramps_-_Live_At_Napa_State_Mental_Hospital_1978.part2.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/242500135/Cramps_-_Live_At_Napa_State_Mental_Hospital_1978.part3.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/0145g.gif/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/6050/0145g.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tamanho total: 211 MB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbix9x6GkI/AAAAAAAALSU/asK2l9EV9dk/s1600-h/montagem+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347710955574401602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbix9x6GkI/AAAAAAAALSU/asK2l9EV9dk/s400/montagem+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbhHU-7HlI/AAAAAAAALSM/ToOT_LURmOA/s1600-h/montagem+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347709123557006930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbhHU-7HlI/AAAAAAAALSM/ToOT_LURmOA/s400/montagem+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbg7qHBhcI/AAAAAAAALSE/DfsEHwH8GrA/s1600-h/montagem+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347708923069695426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbg7qHBhcI/AAAAAAAALSE/DfsEHwH8GrA/s400/montagem+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;danças-surto..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfsqLIOGI/AAAAAAAALR8/D7y5lW2Af0s/s1600-h/montagem+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347707565877246050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfsqLIOGI/AAAAAAAALR8/D7y5lW2Af0s/s400/montagem+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;e mais danças-surtóides...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbfhc-XjPI/AAAAAAAALR0/PUg9c9sbpFU/s1600-h/montagem+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347707373355502834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbfhc-XjPI/AAAAAAAALR0/PUg9c9sbpFU/s400/montagem+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfWnJq7uI/AAAAAAAALRs/RMkq_9RufgQ/s1600-h/montagem+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347707187108703970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfWnJq7uI/AAAAAAAALRs/RMkq_9RufgQ/s400/montagem+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...instrumentos destroçados...público junto no palco, o tempo todo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfKiAL6LI/AAAAAAAALRk/_1RcZ_7H8m4/s1600-h/montagem+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347706979568314546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfKiAL6LI/AAAAAAAALRk/_1RcZ_7H8m4/s400/montagem+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfBgiBLrI/AAAAAAAALRc/CMb5K1GfUdo/s1600-h/montagem+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347706824554524338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbfBgiBLrI/AAAAAAAALRc/CMb5K1GfUdo/s400/montagem+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;...furor total, os pacientes sobem e se apresentam no lugar da banda em diversos momentos...essa moça aí de riba tira o microfone de Interior diversas vezes..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbex32UFSI/AAAAAAAALRU/4vaKiVrLvX4/s1600-h/montagem+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347706555935757602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbex32UFSI/AAAAAAAALRU/4vaKiVrLvX4/s400/montagem+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbepJ8ntDI/AAAAAAAALRM/3Mf3m8tlKcQ/s1600-h/montagem+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347706406175224882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbepJ8ntDI/AAAAAAAALRM/3Mf3m8tlKcQ/s400/montagem+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbeb_OMoAI/AAAAAAAALRE/50AC_MiRBmA/s1600-h/montagem+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347706179957858306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sjbeb_OMoAI/AAAAAAAALRE/50AC_MiRBmA/s400/montagem+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...como já foi dito tomém do meu adorado MC5: PURE ENERGY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecramps.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347704828369010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjbdNUKTfuI/AAAAAAAALQ8/WbHcnt1nUV0/s400/cramps+site.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Clique na imagem para acessar o site da banda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/dancingcowz.gif/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-6084435500036621716?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6084435500036621716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=6084435500036621716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6084435500036621716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6084435500036621716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/cramps-booze-party-live-at-ritz-nyc.html' title='The Cramps – Booze Party (Live at The Ritz, NYC, 1989) + Vídeo Live At Napa State Mental Hospital (1978)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjcHwYfvNMI/AAAAAAAALUc/v1XGQ_FAW00/s72-c/lux+interior+RIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8390941272830877516</id><published>2009-06-19T22:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:59:51.037-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E por que haverias de querer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxCcPC_5uI/AAAAAAAALUs/L50PqOtJyFs/s1600-h/David+Aronson+-+Swamp+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349223510252185314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxCcPC_5uI/AAAAAAAALUs/L50PqOtJyFs/s400/David+Aronson+-+Swamp+Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E por que haverias de querer minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Na tua cama?&lt;br /&gt;Disse palavras líquidas, deleitosas, ásperas&lt;br /&gt;Obscenas, porque era assim que gostávamos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não menti gozo prazer lascívia&lt;br /&gt;Nem omiti que a alma está além, buscando&lt;br /&gt;Aquele Outro. E te repito: por que haverias&lt;br /&gt;De querer minha alma na tua cama?&lt;br /&gt;Jubila-te da memória de coitos e de acertos.&lt;br /&gt;Ou tenta-me de novo. Obriga-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hilda Hilst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-8390941272830877516?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8390941272830877516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=8390941272830877516&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8390941272830877516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8390941272830877516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/06/e-por-que-haverias-de-querer.html' title='E por que haverias de querer...'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxCcPC_5uI/AAAAAAAALUs/L50PqOtJyFs/s72-c/David+Aronson+-+Swamp+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-1199617471811257512</id><published>2009-05-18T09:53:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:19:34.893-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul McCartney'/><title type='text'>Paul McCartney </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFuex-9ZvI/AAAAAAAACl4/tKjrOQruYTM/s1600-h/paulonbass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 623px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFuex-9ZvI/AAAAAAAACl4/tKjrOQruYTM/s400/paulonbass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337168508503287538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu creio que Paul McCartney é meio injustiçado por alguns, especialmente aqueles fãs dos Beatles pseudo-intelectuais que acreditam que John Lennon era a verdadeira força motriz do conjunto, que era dele que saiam todas as idéias e atitudes. Particularmente se colocarmos numa balança eu também vou pender para o lado Lennon que tem muito mais haver comigo, mas os Beatles eram um quarteto e se havia uma força motriz em destaque era a junção Lennon &amp;amp; McCartney (aqui a tese "os opostos se completam" é absoluta) e se Ringo tinha uma participação ínfima, não podemos ignorar George Harrison, que era, no mínimo, 20% na contribuição sonora do quarteto. Com o fim da banda parece que Paul virou vilão e John o herói, a turminha mais engajada politicamente elevava Lennon às nuvens abominando o trabalho de McCartney. Já digo e repito, eu também prefiro Lennon, mas McCartney fez discos incríveis como Ram (1971), Wild Life (1971) e depois com os Wings: Band on the Run (1973), Venus and Mars (1975), Wings Over America (1977), London Town (1978) e Back To The Egg (1979) só para citar alguns. Já John também fez discos memoráveis, mas lançou coisas pra lá de chatas, afinal quem agüenta ouvir de cabo a rabo discos como Unfinished Music, No. 2, Wedding Album e Two Virgins (todos de 1969), sem falar nos meio álbuns Some Time in New York City/Live Jam (1972) e Double Fantasy (1980), digo meio porque ele dividiu as faixas com Yoko e a parte dela é duro de escutar, não é fácil não! Não sou daqueles que metem o pau em Yoko Ono (aliás, só John Lennon tinha essa manha – hahahah), acho até que, como artista, ela tinha/tem boas idéias, mas definitivamente cantar não é para ela. Enfim, voltamos ao McCartney, eu dizia que a turma do rock é injusta com o cara. “Hahhh, mas ele só faz letras que falam de paz, amor, justiça e harmonia”, para ser franco eu prefiro ouvir esses temas do que assistir um show dos Sex Pistols, onde eles chamavam as pessoas de babaca (no mínimo), de trouxa por terem comprado o ingresso e ainda cuspiam na cara de todo mundo.”Que do caralho!” Não vou dizer que não curti os Pistols, na verdade eu não gostava muito mesmo, mas achava legal pela revolta e a vontade de subverter a situação, porém não era a minha banda favorita, nessa seara punk eu sou muito mais Ramones, New York Dolls e The Clash antes dos Pistols. Então, para resumir, Paul McCartney muito antes de pop é rock sim senhor e dos bons, quem já teve o prazer de assistir um show do cara pôde comprovar isso, mesmo não sendo um grande fã, afinal McCartney é um Beatle. Para reforçar a minha tese aqui vão três bootlegs, propositalmente meio recentes, com performances inesquecíveis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza And Fairy Tales. Com outtakes e demos de estúdio provavelmente gravados em 1985.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back To The Big Egg. Gravado ao vivo no Japão em março de 1990, no show Paul está  um pouco rouco o que em vez de prejudicar acabou sendo um plus a mais, porque nem rouco o cara desafina.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paul McCartney - Acoustic. Este é uma compilação de faixas extraídas de uma apresentação especial para a BBC Radaio 2 chamada "Sold On Song", foi gravada nos estúdios da Abbey Road em 27 de julho, de 2005 e foi ao ar em 17 de setembro do mesmo ano. Uma pequena festa no estúdio Nº 2 presenciada por alguns amigos e um pequeno grupo de privilegiados fãs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFwKCmJ6NI/AAAAAAAACmA/SSUi5tbNXTE/s1600-h/vt189-backin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 428px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFwKCmJ6NI/AAAAAAAACmA/SSUi5tbNXTE/s400/vt189-backin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337170351208655058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney é vegetariano e já declarou à imprensa como tomou essa decisão: "Há muitos anos, estava pescando e, enquanto puxava um pobre peixe, entendi: eu o estou matando, pelo simples prazer que isso me dá. Alguma coisa fez um clique dentro de mim. Entendi, enquanto olhava o peixe se debater para respirar, que a vida dele era tão importante para ele quanto a minha é para mim". É membro honorário e participante ativo das campanhas do PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, ou Pessoas pelo tratamento ético dos animais, em português).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_McCartney"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fonte Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFxsO7MEZI/AAAAAAAACmI/0c7-2416u2k/s1600-h/cover+inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFxsO7MEZI/AAAAAAAACmI/0c7-2416u2k/s400/cover+inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172038145282450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na tarde de 9 de dezembro, de 1980, ao sair de um estúdio na Oxford Street, McCartney foi rodeado de jornalistas perguntando a respeito da morte de Lennon. Disse, "Eu estou chocado - isto é uma notícia terrível" acrescentando ainda que passou o dia no estúdio por não querer ficar em casa sentado sem fazer nada." Ele foi muito criticado pela frieza com que recebeu a notícia da morte de John Lennon. Quatro anos depois, numa entrevista para a revista Playboy, McCartney afirmou que ficou assistindo ao noticiário na televisão aquela noite e chorou a noite inteira. Ele relembrou ainda do seu último telefonema a John, logo após o lançamento do álbum Double Fantasy. Segundo McCartney, no telefonema Lennon disse rindo a Paul, "Esta esposa quer uma carreira!" A palavra esposa foi usada em referência ao termo esposo-Lennon, por John ter tomado conta do filho durante anos. Após a morte de Lennon, McCartney voltou ao trabalho mas ficou durante muito tempo sem tocar ao vivo. Ele explicou que isso era devido ao nervosismo de ser o próximo a ser assassinado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_McCartney"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Fonte Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paul McCartney - Pizza And Fairy Tales [2000]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFySmXIR2I/AAAAAAAACmg/gwSusBfun8I/s1600-h/vt189-booklet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFySmXIR2I/AAAAAAAACmg/gwSusBfun8I/s400/vt189-booklet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172697271519074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/234155626/pmc-paft1.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/234178807/pmc-paft2.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney - Back To The Big Egg [2005]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFx7aUS4pI/AAAAAAAACmQ/EwUssB3EqOU/s1600-h/capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 334px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFx7aUS4pI/AAAAAAAACmQ/EwUssB3EqOU/s400/capa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172298901414546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/234029626/pmc-bttbe1.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/234044826/pmc-bttbe2.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney - Acoustic [2005]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFyZ9rb7mI/AAAAAAAACmo/Pl8z0lsMWl8/s1600-h/Acoustic+Front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFyZ9rb7mI/AAAAAAAACmo/Pl8z0lsMWl8/s400/Acoustic+Front.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337172823789792866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/234420982/pmc-a.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-1199617471811257512?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1199617471811257512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=1199617471811257512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1199617471811257512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1199617471811257512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/paul-mccartney.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Paul McCartney &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/ShFuex-9ZvI/AAAAAAAACl4/tKjrOQruYTM/s72-c/paulonbass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-5496009990662929574</id><published>2009-05-16T22:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:52:26.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Depus a Máscara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9tmYRVQ0I/AAAAAAAALEM/ezKZgxRM-8c/s1600-h/man+ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336604589574931266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9tmYRVQ0I/AAAAAAAALEM/ezKZgxRM-8c/s400/man+ray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Depus a máscara e vi-me ao espelho. — &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Era a criança de há quantos anos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Não tinha mudado nada... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;É essa a vantagem de saber tirar a máscara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;É-se sempre a criança, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O passado que foi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;A criança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Depus a máscara, e tornei a pô-la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Assim é melhor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Assim sem a máscara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E volto à personalidade como a um términus de linha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/depus-mascara.html' title='Depus a Máscara'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9tmYRVQ0I/AAAAAAAALEM/ezKZgxRM-8c/s72-c/man+ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-5260898191300560723</id><published>2009-05-16T16:43:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:58:49.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jethro Tull -  Live in Essen, Alemanha (21/01/1972)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bootleg com áudio bom, em uma das memoráveis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;performances do Tull !&lt;br /&gt;Não deixem de baixar esta pérola!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=jethrotulllogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/6238/jethrotulllogo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=65480454.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/9949/65480454.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Primeira parte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1 - My God (including elements of Soirée, By Kind Permission Of and Bourée)&lt;br /&gt;2 - Thick As A Brick&lt;br /&gt;3 - Aqualung &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=67485481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/5038/67485481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Segunda parte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;4 - To Cry You A Song&lt;br /&gt;5 - A New Day Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;6 - Cross-eyed Mary&lt;br /&gt;7 - Tomorrow Was Today, Hymn 43 (medley)&lt;br /&gt;8 - Nothing Is Easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=rampant2.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/2826/rampant2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Download: &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/287552360/JT_Essen_Germany_21_01_1972_parte1.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rapidshare parte 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/287541824/JT_Essen_Germany_21_01_1972_parte2.zip"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rapidshare parte 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mains07.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/3171/mains07.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mains07.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/3171/mains07.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamanho: 69, 2 mb (parte 1) – 67, 7 mb (parte 2)&lt;br /&gt;***Em 256 kbps***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0lRoOHsPI/AAAAAAAALDc/OzajD1MoCnk/s1600-h/00+-+Jethro+Tull+-+My+God+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335962118288552178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0lRoOHsPI/AAAAAAAALDc/OzajD1MoCnk/s400/00+-+Jethro+Tull+-+My+God+front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=rampant2.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/2826/rampant2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People -- what have you done --&lt;br /&gt;locked Him in His golden cage.&lt;br /&gt;Made Him bend to your religion --&lt;br /&gt;Him resurrected from the grave.&lt;br /&gt;He is the god of nothing --&lt;br /&gt;if that's all that you can see.&lt;br /&gt;You are the god of everything --&lt;br /&gt;He's inside you and me.&lt;br /&gt;So lean upon Him gently&lt;br /&gt;and don't call on Him to save you&lt;br /&gt;from your social graces&lt;br /&gt;and the sins you used to waive.&lt;br /&gt;The bloody Church of England --&lt;br /&gt;in chains of history --&lt;br /&gt;requests your earthly presence at&lt;br /&gt;the vicarage for tea.&lt;br /&gt;And the graven image you-know-who --&lt;br /&gt;with His plastic crucifix --&lt;br /&gt;he's got him fixed --&lt;br /&gt;confuses me as to who and where and why --&lt;br /&gt;as to how he gets his kicks.&lt;br /&gt;Confessing to the endless sin --&lt;br /&gt;the endless whining sounds.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be praying till next Thursday to&lt;br /&gt;all the gods that you can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0kl0Ix1FI/AAAAAAAALDU/QSCPmFPyoyo/s1600-h/00+-+Jethro+Tull+-+My+God+front+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335961365573129298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0kl0Ix1FI/AAAAAAAALDU/QSCPmFPyoyo/s400/00+-+Jethro+Tull+-+My+God+front+in.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a 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–&lt;br /&gt;me confundo igual a quem e onde e porque –&lt;br /&gt;igual a como ele conseguiu sua diversão.&lt;br /&gt;Confessando o pecado final –&lt;br /&gt;os sons do capricho final.&lt;br /&gt;Você estará rezando até a próxima quinta-feira para&lt;br /&gt;todos os deuses que você puder contar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0011l.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/1449/0011l.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collecting-tull.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335959850617918066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0jNofT0nI/AAAAAAAALDM/5CCAnoZvuD4/s400/jethro+tull+collecting.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (clique na imagem para acessar o site) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img34.imageshack.us/my.php?image=animatedleprechaunpotofz.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/1959/animatedleprechaunpotofz.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-5260898191300560723?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5260898191300560723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=5260898191300560723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/5260898191300560723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/5260898191300560723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/jethro-tull-live-in-essen-alemanha.html' title='Jethro Tull -  Live in Essen, Alemanha (21/01/1972)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg0lRoOHsPI/AAAAAAAALDc/OzajD1MoCnk/s72-c/00+-+Jethro+Tull+-+My+God+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-3219703093774292743</id><published>2009-05-11T18:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:46:28.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Anão Triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SgicPXmGNEI/AAAAAAAALCY/8Ib3PVSKH_8/s1600-h/jlmhrgiger30a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334685546466128962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SgicPXmGNEI/AAAAAAAALCY/8Ib3PVSKH_8/s400/jlmhrgiger30a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;De pau em riste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O anão Cidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Vivia triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Além do chato de ser anão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Nunca podia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Meter o ganso na tia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Nem na rodela do negrão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;É que havia um problema:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O porongo era longo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Feito um bastão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E quando ativado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Virava... a terceira perna do anão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Um dia... sentou-se o anão triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Numa pedra preta e fria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Fez então uma reza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Que assim dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Se me livrasses, Senhor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Dessa estrovenga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Prometo grana em penca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Pras vossas igrejas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Foi atendido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;No mesmo instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Evaporou-se-lhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O mastruço gigante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;nenhum tico de pau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Nem bimba nem berimbau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Pra contá o ocorrido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Além do chato de ser anão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Sem mastruço nem fole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Foi-se-lhe todo o tesão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Um douto bradou: Ó céus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Por que no pedido que fizeste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Não especificaste pras Alturas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Que lhe deixasse um resto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Porque pra Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O anão respondeu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Qualquer dica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;É compreensão segura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ah, é, negão? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Então procura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E até hoje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Sentado na pedra preta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;O anão procura as partes pudendas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Olhando a manhã fria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Moral da história:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ao pedir, especifique tamanho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Grossura quantia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hilda Hilst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-3219703093774292743?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3219703093774292743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=3219703093774292743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3219703093774292743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3219703093774292743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-anao-triste.html' title='O Anão Triste'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SgicPXmGNEI/AAAAAAAALCY/8Ib3PVSKH_8/s72-c/jlmhrgiger30a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-7907741684887817664</id><published>2009-05-06T08:59:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:22:07.902-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapomatic'/><title type='text'>S C R A P O M A T I C</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgF9IEXJQvI/AAAAAAAACeo/Btvz4JhCeuI/s1600-h/scrapomatic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgF9IEXJQvI/AAAAAAAACeo/Btvz4JhCeuI/s400/scrapomatic2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332681011346621170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Scrapomatic é natural de Minneapolis - MN (USA) e se iniciou com o cantor Mike Mattison e o guitarrista e compositor Paul Olsen, ambos influenciados por jazz e blues. Eles começaram a tocar juntos em meados de 1990. Não demorou muito para serem agraciados com o Minnesota Music Award nas categorias de Best R&amp;amp;B Group (Melhor Grupo de R&amp;amp;B) e Best Male Vocalist (Melhor Vocalista Masculino). Em 1997 o duo foi tentar a sorte no Brooklin, passando por quase todos os locais da área metropolitana de Nova York, inclusive o Carnegie Hall. Até que, em 2003, eles conseguiram gravar um álbum batizado com o nome do grupo e lançado pelo selo Artists House. Foi o suficiente para saírem do ostracismo e o jornal Boston Herald colocou o disco entre os dez melhores lançamentos do ano em meio aos chamados "hidden pearl" (pérola oculta) caracterizando-os como "o aperitivo perfeito do blues". O Savannah Morning News também adorou o trabalho e publicou: "o Scrapomatic reafirma que a boa música ainda tem o poder de alimentar a alma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fora das atividades do Scrapomatic, Paul Olsen permanece ativo em Nova York como bandleader, onde recebeu um importante prêmio da ASCAP (American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers) pela autoria de "Transition" música do primeiro álbum deles. Mike Mattison assumiu a função de cantor principal na Derek Trucks Band em 2002, fazendo 125 apresentações anuais com o famoso guitarrista virtuoso. Seu primeiro disco de estúdio com a Derek Trucks, foi o Songlines, lançado pela Columbia Records em fevereiro de 2006, conseguindo as críticas mais favoráveis que a banda já obteve até hoje, sendo apontado por muitos como o melhor disco do grupo. Mas Mike também está no álbum Live at Georgia Theatre, de 2004, igualmente festejado pela crítica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como uma pegada nova, tanto para o blues urbano quanto para o rural, Scrapomatic chega com uma convincente variedade de faixas vibrantes, emocionais e cruas ao fazer sua estréia pelo selo Landslide Records. Para quem duvidar ai está o disco, ouçam e tirem suas próprias opiniões, de quebra ainda vai um bootleg muito do bem gravado e tão bom quanto o disco oficial e de demonstra bem a carisma deles no palco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scrapomatic [2003]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgF_jF9XaKI/AAAAAAAACew/4j7ipu4YUoY/s1600-h/scrapomatic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgF_jF9XaKI/AAAAAAAACew/4j7ipu4YUoY/s320/scrapomatic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332683674655090850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/229776543/s-s.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scrapomatic Live at Mexicali Blues [2006]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgGAJA3Mw3I/AAAAAAAACe4/ZLbZOj-zBZk/s1600-h/mexicali-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgGAJA3Mw3I/AAAAAAAACe4/ZLbZOj-zBZk/s320/mexicali-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332684326122079090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/229784389/s-latmb.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-7907741684887817664?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/7907741684887817664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=7907741684887817664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/7907741684887817664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/7907741684887817664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/05/s-c-r-p-o-m-t-i-c.html' title='&lt;center&gt;S C R A P O M A T I C&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SgF9IEXJQvI/AAAAAAAACeo/Btvz4JhCeuI/s72-c/scrapomatic2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-3453148393746304078</id><published>2009-04-28T16:45:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:14:53.132-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>TRISTEZAS DA LUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdijkVVYjI/AAAAAAAACeA/eEC5w-LvSC8/s1600-h/moon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdijkVVYjI/AAAAAAAACeA/eEC5w-LvSC8/s400/moon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837047204373042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por: Charles Baudelaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdieRu5j6I/AAAAAAAACd4/CFpYyGGNTJY/s1600-h/moon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdieRu5j6I/AAAAAAAACd4/CFpYyGGNTJY/s400/moon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836956311981986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 2px;font-size:100%;" &gt;Divaga em meio à noite a lua preguiçosa;&lt;br /&gt;Como uma bela, entre coxins e devaneios,&lt;br /&gt;Que afaga com a mão discreta e vaporosa,&lt;br /&gt;Antes de adormecer, o contorno dos seios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiWmU6u9I/AAAAAAAACdo/RevugE4HD8E/s1600-h/moon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiWmU6u9I/AAAAAAAACdo/RevugE4HD8E/s400/moon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836824401198034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dorso de cetim das tenras avalanchas,&lt;br /&gt;Morrendo, ela se entrega a longos estertores,&lt;br /&gt;E os olhos vai pousando sobre as níveas manchas&lt;br /&gt;Que no azul desabrocham como estranhas flores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiSdxfe1I/AAAAAAAACdg/5I3LQrE5Yus/s1600-h/moon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiSdxfe1I/AAAAAAAACdg/5I3LQrE5Yus/s400/moon4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836753385651026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se às vezes neste globo, ébria de ócio e prazer,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa ela uma furtiva lágrima escorrer,&lt;br /&gt;Um poeta caridoso, ao sono pouco afeito,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiOLzEOWI/AAAAAAAACdY/UcDw7c1o4-g/s1600-h/moon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiOLzEOWI/AAAAAAAACdY/UcDw7c1o4-g/s400/moon5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836679840938338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No côncavo das mãos toma essa gota rala,&lt;br /&gt;De irisados reflexos como um grão de opala,&lt;br /&gt;E bem longe do sol a acolhe no seu peito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiJRcRxWI/AAAAAAAACdQ/NUk3DWcKAuY/s1600-h/moon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdiJRcRxWI/AAAAAAAACdQ/NUk3DWcKAuY/s400/moon6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329836595456623970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Charles-Pierre Baudelaire (Paris, 9 de Abril de 1821 — Paris, 31 de Agosto de 1867) foi um poeta e teórico da arte francesa. É considerado um dos precursores do Simbolismo, embora tenha se relacionado com diversas escolas artísticas. Sua obra teórica também influenciou profundamente as artes plásticas do século XIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Baudelaire"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fonte: Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-3453148393746304078?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3453148393746304078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=3453148393746304078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3453148393746304078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3453148393746304078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/tristezas-da-lua.html' title='&lt;center&gt;TRISTEZAS DA LUA&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfdijkVVYjI/AAAAAAAACeA/eEC5w-LvSC8/s72-c/moon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-2059647377025704874</id><published>2009-04-28T10:52:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:24:32.780-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mangá'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadrinhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erotismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hentai'/><title type='text'>MANGÁ NÃO É HENTAI, MAS PODE SER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro dia quando a Neide ainda aparecia por aqui para conversar com os amigos (e já faz tempo, né dona Neide?), estávamos falando sobre quadrinhos quando a conversa descambou para um lado oriental e percebi que ela fez uma pequena confusão entre mangá e hentai, pois falava-mos de arte erótica a qual ela se referiu como mangá, um equívoco bastante comum, pois muita gente faz essa confusão. Na verdade, Neide não estava totalmente errada porque um mangá pode ser erótico, mas não necessariamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcT-4YZJ9I/AAAAAAAACc4/PUogMqB1VhU/s1600-h/Osamu_Tezuka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcT-4YZJ9I/AAAAAAAACc4/PUogMqB1VhU/s200/Osamu_Tezuka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329750655023785938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O mangá ou manga (漫画), em japonês significa história em quadrinhos, é também um estilo característico de desenhar e teve origem no século VIII D.C. Porém, o traçado que conhecemos hoje surgiu no início do século passado através do magaka (desenhista de mangá) &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osamu_Tezuka"&gt;Osamu Tezuka&lt;/a&gt;, que por sua vez foi influenciado pelo famoso desenhista ocidental Walt Disney, de quem Tezuka emprestou a forma exagerada de desenhar as características faciais (olhos, boca, sobrancelhas e nariz) a fim de dar mais expressividade aos personagens. Dessas características a mais observada hoje em dia são os olhos grandes, presença praticamente obrigatória em quase todos os mangás. Creio que essa influência explica a grande questão indagada por muitos: se os personagens são orientais, por que diabos os olhos são tão grandes? Agora você já sabe!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcUNI0V4XI/AAAAAAAACdI/gAnEfVbjGes/s1600-h/Shunga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 0pt 0px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcUNI0V4XI/AAAAAAAACdI/gAnEfVbjGes/s200/Shunga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329750899954147698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já o hentai (変態) é o termo japonês usado para designar desenhos de teor pornográfico. Nos países ocidentais é usado para se referir em especial à pornografia nos estilos japoneses de desenho (mangá) ou animação (anime). Acredita-se que o foi inspirado na arte erótica existente no Japão desde o período Edo, que ocorreu de 1600 a 1867. Naquela época, eram comuns gravuras tradicionais, conhecidas como ukiyo-e, que tratavam sobre todos os temas, inclusive o sexo e a nudez. Estas eram conhecidas como shunga, e utilizadas como manual para instruir recém-casados na prática do sexo, ou como objeto para auxiliar a masturbação. Muitas vezes, coleções de shunga eram dadas como presente de casamento para serem usadas na lua-de-mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom, acho que isso elucida de forma breve a questão entre mangá e hentai. Mas se você ainda tem dúvidas, ponha na cabeça o seguinte: pode-se presentear uma criança com um mangá, mas nunca com um hentai! Querendo conhecer mais sobre o assunto, consulte a Wikepédia (&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mang%C3%A1"&gt;mangá&lt;/a&gt; – &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hentai"&gt;hentai&lt;/a&gt;) onde se encontra uma abordagem mais profunda sobre o tema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ilustrar essa didática, aqui vai um divertido hentai, que encontrei num site japonês, não me lembro quando (faz um tempão) nem onde, mas é bem bacaninha para cacete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BIDET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQ8B0EfnI/AAAAAAAACcw/z76HYvxHfF0/s1600-h/hentai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQ8B0EfnI/AAAAAAAACcw/z76HYvxHfF0/s320/hentai1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747307481300594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 - 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQyhrEH-I/AAAAAAAACco/RJoEZ0Hva_g/s1600-h/hentai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQyhrEH-I/AAAAAAAACco/RJoEZ0Hva_g/s320/hentai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747144234770402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 - 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQtXKp67I/AAAAAAAACcg/F4lf3leFQZ0/s1600-h/hentai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQtXKp67I/AAAAAAAACcg/F4lf3leFQZ0/s320/hentai3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329747055515134898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 - 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQoUO7FuI/AAAAAAAACcY/3p4mcG0ZntQ/s1600-h/hentai4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcQoUO7FuI/AAAAAAAACcY/3p4mcG0ZntQ/s320/hentai4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329746968828384994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7 - 8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://rapidshare.com/files/226746628/Hentai_-_Bidet.rar"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-2059647377025704874?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2059647377025704874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=2059647377025704874&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2059647377025704874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2059647377025704874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/manga-nao-e-hentai-mas-pode-ser.html' title='&lt;center&gt;MANGÁ NÃO É HENTAI, MAS PODE SER&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfcT-4YZJ9I/AAAAAAAACc4/PUogMqB1VhU/s72-c/Osamu_Tezuka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-3545168437660464536</id><published>2009-04-27T09:50:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:13:25.316-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gov&apos;t Mule'/><title type='text'>Gov't Mule - Live at the House of Blues [2001]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Bootleg do Gov't Mule, gravado no House of Blues de New Orleans, em Outubro, de 2001.&lt;br /&gt;Excelente qualidade de som, registrando um momento de grande inspiração da banda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfWqkcOEyNI/AAAAAAAACbg/hwZY_RLM4Ps/s1600-h/cover_ft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfWqkcOEyNI/AAAAAAAACbg/hwZY_RLM4Ps/s320/cover_ft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329353277090089170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Gov't Mule Live at House Of Blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Recorded 2001 - 10 - 27 New Orleans , LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Bootleg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;@ 180kbps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Source: Mastered From The Original Soundboard Dat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Warren Haynes - guitar &amp;amp; vocals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Matt Abts - drums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Dave Schools - bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Chuck Leavell - keyboards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfWqcuEcn6I/AAAAAAAACbY/e7UgVQ_uZDo/s1600-h/cover_bk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfWqcuEcn6I/AAAAAAAACbY/e7UgVQ_uZDo/s320/cover_bk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329353144442593186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/226033094/gm-lathob.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD - 1 -&lt;br /&gt;01. Goin' Out West *&lt;br /&gt;02. World Gone Wild *&lt;br /&gt;03. Fire In The Kitchen *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Beautifully Broken *&lt;br /&gt;05. Sco-Mule *&lt;br /&gt;06. Fallen Down *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. The Other One jam *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Fallen Down outro*&lt;br /&gt;09. Rocking Horse *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 30 Days In The Hole *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD - 2 -&lt;br /&gt;01. Wandering Child **&lt;br /&gt;02. Tear Me Down **&lt;br /&gt;03. Since I've Been Loving&lt;br /&gt;You **&lt;br /&gt;04. Left Coast Groovies **&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Compared To What *&lt;br /&gt;06. Bad Little Doggie *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Blind Man In The Dark *&lt;br /&gt;08. Mule *&gt;Third Stone&lt;br /&gt;Jam *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Norwegian Wood tease *&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Third Stone jam *&gt; Mule&lt;br /&gt;outro *&lt;br /&gt;encore :&lt;br /&gt;11. - crowd -&lt;br /&gt;12. Keyboard intro &gt; Soulshine *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dave Schools on bass&lt;br /&gt;** Oteil Burbridge on bass&lt;br /&gt;*** Chuck Leavell &amp;amp; Dave&lt;br /&gt;Schools, partial, no lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundcheck: Fire In The Kitchen,&lt;br /&gt;Miss You ***, Beautifully Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biografia Gov't Mule publicada em 06/04/06 no site &lt;a href="http://whiplash.net/materias/biografias/038507-govtmule.html"&gt;Whiplash.net&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"MUSIC FO' YO' ASS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Por Marcos A. M. Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;MAIO DE 1994 : após mais uma apresentação num clube em Los Angeles, Warren Haynes e Allen Woody, respectivamente guitarrista e baixista do "The Allman Brothers Band" , resolvem prosseguir numa "jam-session", e eis que sobe ao palco o batera Matt Abts... após tocarem algum tempo, Warren olha para Woody e pensa "ele está certo, eis o homem que precisávamos...". O fato é que havia já algum tempo que ambos estavam pensando em retomar o som dos "power-trios" tão em voga durante as décadas de 60 e 70 e eis que durante uma conversa surgiu a idéia de se criar um projeto paralelo ao ABB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;[Warren] ...eu, você e o baterista certo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;[Woody] ...sim, eu, você e Matt Abts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;...nascido em Oklahoma (30/09/1953) e tendo viajado por praticamente todos os EUA morando em diversas bases militares (o pai de Matt era tenente do exército), até se radicar definitivamente em Virgínia aos 16 anos, e começado sua carreira tocando em bares, tendo ao pouco se consolidado como músico de apoio, inclusive tocado junto com gente do cacife de Ronnie Montrose , Mick Taylor (ex-Rolling Stones) e Chris Anderson. Em meados de 1985 toca por algum tempo na banda de Dickey Betts, onde fica conhecendo Haynes e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;... Allen Woody, nascido em Nashville (03/10/1955), tendo participado de diversas bandas regionais de country-rock e blues, incluindo "The Artimus Pyle Band". Chegou também a participar de uma turnê da banda de Peter Criss. Porém, foi atuando como músico de estúdio que conheceu um guitarrista que mais tarde iria convidá-lo para tocar no Allman Brothers. Seu nome: Warren Haynes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;... nascido em Asheville (06/07/1960) Haynes começou à atuar como músico profissional aos dezesseis anos de idade tocando em algumas bandas locais, tendo permanecido por algum tempo numa banda chamada "Ricochet", que chegou à atingir algum sucesso regional, até que em 1980 recebe um convite de David Allan Coe (famoso músico de country-rock norte-americano) para tocar em sua banda. Através dele fica conhecendo Dickey Betts e Gregg Allman ,quando abriram um show dos Allman Brothers em Atlanta. Dickey fica impressionado com o estilo do jovem guitarrista. Em 1984 ,após excursionar por todos os EUA e Europa, Warren retorna à Nashville para fazer alguns trabalhos como músico de estúdio, na mesma época em que Dickey estava por lá gravando um álbum solo, e precisava de algumas pessoas para atuarem como "backing vocals", e eis que Warren foi um dos escalados. Ao vê-lo, Dickey perguntou: "o que faz aqui?". Warren respondeu: "vou ser um dos backing-vocals". Dickey então disse: "ok, trouxe sua guitarra?" . Warren respondeu que não e ambos começaram à rir. Prosseguiram nos trabalhos, e mais tarde Dickey convidou Warren para trabalhar em algumas músicas, que acabaram sendo inclusas no álbum "Pattern Disruptive". Greg também gostou do guitarrista, tendo inclusive gravado uma faixa de sua co-autoria (Just before the bullets fly), e quando o Allman Brothers foi reformulado em 1989 Warren foi chamado para ser o guitarrista da banda, função que com o passar do tempo foi se ampliando, até o ponto de estar atuando nos vocais e compondo. Além disso, Warren tocou como músico de estúdio em vários discos e lançou um disco solo em 1993 (veja relação ao final).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Após este contato inicial ,começam a ensaiar, e eis que um dia Jaimoe (baterista do Allman Brothers), após assistir a um desses ensaios, sugere adotarem o nome "Gov’t Mule", ao que a banda prontamente aceita. Nas palavras de Haynes "este nome pode significar coisas diferentes para pessoas diferentes; por outro lado serve perfeitamente para nos descrever - somos como um indolente, trabalhador e não-glorioso animal!". (Embora não haja uma tradução apropriada para a língua portuguesa, Gov’t Mule significa algo próximo a "mula de carga").&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Fizeram sua primeira apresentação em 12/05/94 no The Palamino, Hollywood CA, mesclando composições próprias com alguns covers (Mr. Big, Little Red Rooster, Killing Floor), porém com uma roupagem totalmente diferente (podemos até dizer, "com uma roupagem à la Gov’t Mule"), característica que se manteve até hoje, haja visto a quantidade de versões que costumam tocar ao vivo (War Pigs do Black Sabbath, Thick As A Brick do Jethro Tull, My Generation do The Who etc). Com isto surgiu uma outra peculiaridade da banda, o fato de praticamente não repetirem nenhum set, tornando cada show uma experiência única para os presentes. Evidentemente os fãs mais "hardcores" e principalmente aqueles completistas teriam motivos de sobra para arrancar os cabelos, afinal é virtualmente impossível acompanhar todas as apresentações da banda! Porém outra característica peculiar do pessoal é permitir que todos os shows sejam gravados pelos fãs! Embora não se trate de uma prática nova, afinal o pessoal do Grateful Dead já fazia isto desde a década de 60, o Gov’t Mule é a primeira banda que além de fazer isto, ainda cede espaço no seu site oficial na Internet para os fãs trocarem gravações!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;No ano seguinte lançam seu primeiro auto-intitulado cd pela Relativity Records, contando com três releituras - dentre elas uma canção ,"a capella", do bluesman Son House - gravado praticamente ao vivo (com exceção de alguns poucos overdubs - descritos no encarte do cd!). Um dos pontos altos é "Trane" - inspiradíssimo instrumental baseado e em homenagem a John Coltrane - um dos ídolos de Haynes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Prosseguem fazendo shows que vão se tornando cada vez mais concorridos, até que no início de 1996 lançam seu primeiro registro ao vivo, o "Live at Roseland Ballroom", gravado na noite de Ano Novo de 95/96 (totalmente sem overdubs), numa turnê conjunta com o pessoal do Blues Traveler. Abrem com uma versão ampliadíssima (16:34min) e cheia de improvisos de "Trane", passando por uma releitura de "Don’t Step On The Grass, Sam" (do Steppenwolf), culminando com outra versão inspiradíssima de "Mule".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;"Táis pronto prô coice da mula?" (frase ouvida na fila da bilheteria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Em 1996 vêm ao Brasil para se apresentar no Nescafé &amp;amp; Blues Festival, fazendo três apresentações , uma no Palace em São Paulo dia 30/05, e além de canções próprias coverizam "Mr.Big" do Free, "Don’t step on the grass, Sam" do Steppenwolf, "Presence of the Lord" do Blind Faith e "Just Got Paid" do ZZTop. Dia 31 é a vez do Canecão ,no Rio em 31/05, onde vamos ouvir dentre outras Mr.Big/Presence of the Lord e "End of the line" dos Eagles. Por fim, em Salo de Atos ,em Porto Alegre dia 01/06, onde, além de tocarem os covers já citados ,ainda incluem Born under a bad sign (versão à la Cream) e Never in my life (Mountain).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Ainda em 1996 Haynes é eleito pela segunda vez consecutiva "best slide guitarrist" ,pela conceituada Guitar Player americana, pelo seu trabalho no Gov’t Mule. Isto aliado à crescente fama angariada pelo trio culmina numa inversão de valores, pois inicialmente tanto Haynes quanto Woody viam a banda como um projeto paralelo ao Allman Brothers Band, e no final estavam dedicando menos tempo a esta última. Com isto resolvem deixar os Allman definitivamente em Abril de 1997.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Neste mesmo ano assinam com a Capricorn Records, e gravam mais um cd de estúdio, desta vez produzido por Michael Barbiero (Soundgarden, Gun’s Roses, Blues Traveller). Lançado em fevereiro de 1998, Dose possui mais uma canção "à capella" ("John The Revelator"), instrumentais intrigantes ("Thelonius Beck" - homenageia Thelonius Monk e Jeff Beck!), covers inusitados ("She Said She Said" dos Beatles), e pela primeira vez uma doce e lírica canção encerrando o cd - "I Shall Return". Um detalhe interessante deste trabalho é que há uma edição limitada em vinil com uma faixa a mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Ainda neste ano gravam "Gonna send you back to Georgia" para um tributo ao bluesman Hound Dog Taylor, lançado pela Alligator Records.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Novamente na noite de Ano Novo fazem mais uma apresentação memorável, desta vez no "The Roxy" em Atlanta, que rende mais mais um cd (desta vez duplo) ao vivo: "Live... With A Little Help From Our Friends", lançado pela Capricorn no início de 1999. Possui boa parte do show (afinal foram mais de 4 horas de duração!). Porém os fãs mais radicais não ficam inteiramente contentes, e eis que dia 16 de novembro deste mesmo ano soltam no mercado um box set contendo o show na íntegra (veja review).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Atualmente Allen e Matt estão envolvidos num projeto paralelo, o "BlueFloyd" - no qual juntamente com Marc Ford, Johnny Neel e Berry Oakley Jr. se dedicam a tocar covers do Pink Floyd em versão "bluesy"... enquanto isto Warren Haynes ao que se sabe está tirando algumas férias ao lado da família... por pouco tempo, pois o próximo álbum de estúdio do Gov't Mule está programado para ser lançado no início de março de 2000... e logo após a banda sairá em turnê mundial... tomara que retornem ao Brasil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Nota: Bem... o texto acima é de 2006 e o projeto "BlueFloyd" não aportou por aqui, mas a "Mula" ainda vive e está andando por aí, quem sabe ainda não pasta por aqui? (Woody)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-3545168437660464536?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3545168437660464536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=3545168437660464536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3545168437660464536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3545168437660464536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/govt-mule-live-at-house-of-blues-2001.html' title='Gov&apos;t Mule - Live at the House of Blues [2001]'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SfWqkcOEyNI/AAAAAAAACbg/hwZY_RLM4Ps/s72-c/cover_ft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-4969563224421201835</id><published>2009-04-26T20:49:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:07:09.192-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A moça mostrava a coxa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9aooUy2WI/AAAAAAAALEE/px5iL2Jcecc/s1600-h/gigercsg024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583737523231074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9aooUy2WI/AAAAAAAALEE/px5iL2Jcecc/s400/gigercsg024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;A moça mostrava a coxa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a moça mostrava a nádega,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;só não mostrava aquilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;– concha, berilo, esmeralda –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que se entreabre, quatrifólio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e encerrra o gozo mais lauto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;aquela zona hiperbórea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;misto de mel e de asfalto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;porta hermética nos gonzos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;de zonzos sentidos presos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ara sem sangue de ofícios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a moça não me mostrava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E torturando-me, e virgem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;no desvairado recato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que sucedia de chofre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;á visão dos seios claros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;qua pulcra rosa preta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;como que se enovelava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;crespa, intata, inacessível,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;abre-que-fecha-que-foge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e a fêmea, rindo, negava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;o que eu tanto lhe pedia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;o que devia ser dado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e mais que dado, comido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ai, que a moça me matava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;tornando-me assim a vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;esperança consumida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;no que, sombrio, faiscava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Roçava-lhe a perna. Os dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;descobriam-lhe segredos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;lentos, curvos, animais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;porém o maximo arcano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;o todo esquivo, noturno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a tríplice chave de urna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;essa a louca sonegava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;não me daria nem nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Antes nunca me acenasse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Viver não tinha propósito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;andar perdera o sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;o tempo não desatava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;nem vinha a morte render-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ao luzir da estrela-d'alva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que nessa hora já primeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;violento, subia o enjoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;de fera presa no Zôo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Como lhe sabia a pele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;em seu côncavo e convexo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;em seu poro, em seu dourado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;pêlo de ventre! mas sexo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;era segredo de Estado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjwnGZzkIhI/AAAAAAAALUk/RFqYuvez3aQ/s1600-h/gerda+Wegener+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349193448369168914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjwnGZzkIhI/AAAAAAAALUk/RFqYuvez3aQ/s400/gerda+Wegener+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Como a carne lhe sabia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a campo frio, orvalhado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;onde uma cobra desperta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;vai traçando seu desenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;num frêmito, lado a lado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Mas que perfume teria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;a gruta invisa? que visgo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que estreitura, que doçume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que linha prístina, pura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;me chamava, me fugia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Tudo a bela me ofertava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e que eu beijasse ou mordesse,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;fizesse sangue: fazia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Mas seu púbis recusava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Na noite acesa, no dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sua coxa se cerrava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Na praia, na ventania,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;quando mais eu insistia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sua coxa se apertava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Na mais erma hospedaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;fechada por dentro a aldrava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sua coxa se selava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;se encerrava, se salvava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e quem disse que eu podia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;fazer dela minha escrava?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;De tanto esperar, porfia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sem vislumbre de vitória,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;já seu corpo se delia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;já se empana sua glória,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;já sou diverso daquele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;que por dentro se rasgava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e não sei agora ao certo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;se minha sede mais brava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;era nela que pousava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Outras fontes, outras fomes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;outros flancos: vasto mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e o esquecimento no fundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Talvez que a moça hoje em dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Talvez. O certo é que nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;E se tanto se furtara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;com tais fugas e arabescos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;e tão surda teimosia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;por que hoje se abriria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Por que viria ofertar-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;quando a noite já vai fria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;sua nívea rosa preta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;nunca por mim visitada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;inacessível naveta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Ou nem teria naveta... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-4969563224421201835?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4969563224421201835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=4969563224421201835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4969563224421201835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4969563224421201835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/04/moca-mostrava-coxa.html' title='A moça mostrava a coxa'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/Sg9aooUy2WI/AAAAAAAALEE/px5iL2Jcecc/s72-c/gigercsg024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-6825363015670946215</id><published>2009-02-26T19:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:18:00.427-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock'/><title type='text'>THE LA'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacJWSCPO3I/AAAAAAAACXg/-pWVDhP414g/s1600-h/Lee+Mavers+_John+Power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacJWSCPO3I/AAAAAAAACXg/-pWVDhP414g/s400/Lee+Mavers+_John+Power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307220964282415986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dentre as boas bandas de Liverpool, que fizeram história, The Beatles é certamente a mais conhecida, por outro lado, The La’s é provavelmente a mais desconhecida. Veja bem, estou falando das bandas que fizeram história, é claro que deve existir um sem número de bandas em Liverpool que nunca ninguém ouviu falar, o que significa que The La’s não é tão ignorada assim. Eu penso que para o mainstream, ela seria uma banda underground e para o underground, ela seria mainstream. É a famosa banda quase! Aquela que quase estourou, quase chegou lá, porém acabou morrendo na praia, mas os poucos que a conhecem, costumam venerá-la como um dos melhores grupos dos anos 80. O que de fato The La’s realmente foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacJ2Ine0rI/AAAAAAAACXo/s5a2YAzj0Gk/s1600-h/mavers-and-badger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacJ2Ine0rI/AAAAAAAACXo/s5a2YAzj0Gk/s400/mavers-and-badger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307221511510086322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A banda foi formada em 1983, segundo Mike Badger, cantor e compositor da formação original. O nome The La’s ocorreu durante um sonho e ele curtiu porque “lads” é uma palavra usada em Liverpool para designar “caras”, além de ter óbvias conotações musicais. Ganharam certo prestígio tocando nos bares de Liverpool e chegaram a ter algumas faixas inclusas em coletâneas locais. Lee Mavers chegou em 1984 como guitarrista rítmico, aos poucos foi escrevendo algumas canções e emergiu no grupo assumindo a linha de frente. Outro integrante importante do La’s, o baixista John Power, apareceu somente em 1986, mesmo ano em que Badger deixa a banda, mas os dois chegaram a participar juntos de uma sessão de gravação no The Attic Studio, em setembro. Naquele ano, depois uma série de apresentações bem sucedidas em sua cidade natal, o La’s chamou a atenção de algumas gravadoras, principalmente porque uns bootlegs com gravações das demos realizadas nos estúdios de ensaio em Liverpool, começaram a circular. Esses tapes chegaram aos ouvidos de alguns selos que ofereceram um contrato de gravação e eles acabaram assinando com a Go! Discs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacKXXHTheI/AAAAAAAACXw/0NLTBd9QF1Y/s1600-h/mavers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 2px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacKXXHTheI/AAAAAAAACXw/0NLTBd9QF1Y/s400/mavers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307222082337342946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A partir daí, começou uma novela com um final não muito feliz. O primeiro single, Way Out, lançado em outubro de 1987, foi mixado e produzido por Gavin MacKillop (Goo Goo Dolls, The Rembrandts, The Church...), chegando a figurar na parada entre os 100 mais e recebendo elogios do frontman dos Smiths, Morrissey, através da revista Melody Maker, mas não teve grande repercussão. Cinco mil cópias foram prensadas e acabaram se tornando um item bastante disputados pelos fãs e colecionadores. Este foi o início da carreira musical do La’s, que duraria pouco mais de cinco anos até eles espirrarem para fora dos holofotes em 1992. O motivo do fim foi justamente o primeiro álbum, que custou a sair. Lee Mavers queria controlar todas as atividades da banda e estava obcecado à procura do som perfeito, algo parecido com o que aconteceu com Brian Wilson, dos Beach Boys, no álbum Smile. Por causa disso, eles gravaram e regravaram várias vezes as mesmas músicas trocando de estúdio, produtor e até de line-up, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacKxkWmUCI/AAAAAAAACX4/6IMgdFvpepA/s1600-h/power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10pt 0pt 2px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacKxkWmUCI/AAAAAAAACX4/6IMgdFvpepA/s400/power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307222532567748642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;apenas Mavers e Power permaneceram.  Enquanto o disco não saía, lançaram, em 1988, o single de “There She Goes”, a exemplo do primeiro lançamento a música não repercutiu muito, mas seria o maior hit da banda no futuro. Depois de trabalhar com o produtor Jeremy Allom no Pink Museum Studio, em Liverpool, a banda estava prestes a lançar o single de "Timeless Melody", em maio 1989. A música, uma das minhas prediletas, chegou a tocar nas rádios e foi apontada como “gravação da semana” pela revista britânica Musical Express. Mas o pentelho do Mavers ficou descontente com a forma que ela soava e o single não foi liberado comercialmente. O lado B desse não lançamento incluía uma versão de "Clean Prophet", que ainda permanece oficialmente não lançada, e uma blues jam chamada "Ride Yer Camel". Esse disco é extremamente raro, pois foram feitas apenas algumas prensagens de teste, nem preciso dizer que é disputado a socos, tapas e pontapés pelos tais colecionadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacLP1FDzRI/AAAAAAAACYA/XvFeYNEox6c/s1600-h/la%27s-ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacLP1FDzRI/AAAAAAAACYA/XvFeYNEox6c/s400/la%27s-ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307223052453661970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em 1990, depois de quatro anos de trabalhos, de saco cheio com os preciosismos de Mavers e cansada de investir num álbum que não saía nunca, ainda que a contragosto do cantor, a Go! Discs resolveu que estava na hora e fez o lançamento. Aconteceu que o disco, batizado com o nome da banda, caiu nas graças da crítica e consequentemente do público, alcançando o 30º lugar nas paradas britânicas e a nova versão de “There She Goes”, incluida no álbum, ficou em 13º entre os singles, sendo até hoje a música mais conhecida do grupo. Já nos EUA as coisas não foram tão bem, ficaram em 196º lugar, entre os 200 da parada Billboard, com vendagens abaixo de 50.000 cópias, o que para indústria fonográfica é pouco (depois eles dizem que não são gananciosos - hahahaha!). Mas no Reino Unido estava tudo em casa, além do publico e da crítica, The La's ganhou também o reconhecimento do meio, sendo elogiado pelos seus conterrâneos do Echo and the Bunnymen e Noel Gallagher do Oasis, reafirmando-os como um dos grandes momentos pop do ano e aumentando as comparações com os Beatles, o que já rolava antes mesmo do lançamento. Tudo muito bom, tudo muito bem, mas realmente... Parece que Mavers foi o único que não gostou nada, nada do disco, chegando a declarar publicamente que era uma droga! Mesmo assim, as datas das turnês promocionais no Reino Unido e Europa, foram cumpridas, inclusive em alguns festivais e num giro bem sucedido pelos EUA. No final de 1991, o grupo até ensaiou uma volta ao estúdio para gravar o segundo disco, mas já não havia mais clima. Powers estava cansado de andar na estrada por tanto tempo tocando sempre as mesmas canções e, no ano seguinte, resolveu deixar o grupo e montar uma nova banda, o Cast, com o qual alcançou um relativo sucesso. Já Mavers, segundo a lenda, ficou tão decepcionado com o resultado de primeiro disco, que resolveu abandonar a carreira musical. Mas em 1995, ele voltou com a banda reformulada para alguns shows, desaparecendo em seguida. Num reencontro de Powers e Mavers em 2005, ficou no ar a promessa de um novo CD, que Powers já reconheceu como algo incerto. No final das contas, mesmo com apenas um disco lançado, The La's deixou a sua marca, tornando-se ícone e uma referência para muitas bandas do indie-pop-rock inglês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;Fontes: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_La%27s"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A2333107"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifqxqe5ldde%7ET1"&gt;AMG&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE LA'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacME_q-GrI/AAAAAAAACYI/AozLCqD-pdw/s1600-h/lee-mavers%23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacME_q-GrI/AAAAAAAACYI/AozLCqD-pdw/s320/lee-mavers%23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307223965830093490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;When the La's released their debut album in 1990, it made immediate waves in the British pop scene, as well as American college radio. Drawing from the hook-laden, ringing guitars of mid-'60s British pop as well as the post-punk pop of the Smiths, the La's' self-titled first album had a timeless, classic feel. It seemed like effortless music, yet that was not the case. From their inception in 1986, lead singer/guitarist/songwriter Lee Mavers was a perfectionist with a nearly obsessive eye for detail. Consequently, the La's were never able to totally fulfill their promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mavers formed the group in Liverpool with bassist John Power, guitarist Paul Hemmings, and drummer John Timson. On the strength of their demo tapes, Go! Discs signed the band in 1987, releasing the single "Way Out"; it received good reviews, yet it wasn't a chart success. Similarly, the following year's "There She Goes" received good press yet stalled on the charts. With a new lineup featuring bassist James Joyce, guitarist Cammy (born Peter James Camell), and Lee's brother Neil on drums, the La's began recording their debut album that same year. The record didn't appear until 1990. Even though Mavers claimed it was rush released, the Steve Lillywhite-produced The La's received glowing reviews and strong sales; a re-released "There She Goes" entered the U.K. Top 20 and hit number 49 in America. For most of 1991, the band was on tour. At the end of the year, they went back to the studio to record their follow-up. This time, Mavers was in complete control and he took his time to perfect the album, re-recording tracks and rewriting songs. The La's disappeared without a trace from the pop music scene. Mavers and a reconstituted band resurfaced in the spring of 1995, playing a handful of supporting concerts that featured a couple of new songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:0ifqxqe5ldde%7ET1"&gt;By Stephen Thomas Erlewine AMG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The La's - The La's [1990]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacMd525fUI/AAAAAAAACYQ/NByRR3CQBis/s1600-h/R-787110-1158735233.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacMd525fUI/AAAAAAAACYQ/NByRR3CQBis/s320/R-787110-1158735233.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307224393766239554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/202864839/tl-tl.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The La's - Lost La's 1984-1986 [2001]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacNY8KIQ0I/AAAAAAAACYY/G75sxUhB6LQ/s1600-h/Breakloose+-+Lost+La%27s+1984-1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacOjZ-t1sI/AAAAAAAACYo/AzkGmgma_Dc/s320/Double_Zero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307226687311566530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/202803272/mb-dz.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-6825363015670946215?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6825363015670946215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=6825363015670946215&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6825363015670946215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6825363015670946215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/02/las.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 6pt&quot;&gt;THE LA&apos;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SacJWSCPO3I/AAAAAAAACXg/-pWVDhP414g/s72-c/Lee+Mavers+_John+Power.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-6164819237688149665</id><published>2009-01-31T19:37:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:13:09.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Estou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxviwCBzMI/AAAAAAAALVM/jPKlSs9NsuI/s1600-h/Caniglia+Melancholy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349273100208950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxviwCBzMI/AAAAAAAALVM/jPKlSs9NsuI/s400/Caniglia+Melancholy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Não estou pensando em nada&lt;br /&gt;E essa coisa central, que é coisa nenhuma,&lt;br /&gt;É-me agradável como o ar da noite,&lt;br /&gt;Fresco em contraste com o verão quente do dia,&lt;br /&gt;Não estou pensando em nada, e que bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em nada&lt;br /&gt;É ter a alma própria e inteira.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar em nada&lt;br /&gt;É viver intimamente&lt;br /&gt;O fluxo e o refluxo da vida...&lt;br /&gt;Não estou pensando em nada.&lt;br /&gt;E como se me tivesse encostado mal.&lt;br /&gt;Uma dor nas costas, ou num lado das costas,&lt;br /&gt;Há um amargo de boca na minha alma:&lt;br /&gt;É que, no fim de contas,&lt;br /&gt;Não estou pensando em nada,&lt;br /&gt;Mas realmente em nada,&lt;br /&gt;Em nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Álvaro de Campos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-6164819237688149665?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/6164819237688149665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=6164819237688149665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6164819237688149665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/6164819237688149665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2009/01/nao-estou.html' title='Não Estou'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SjxviwCBzMI/AAAAAAAALVM/jPKlSs9NsuI/s72-c/Caniglia+Melancholy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-2375164263338053981</id><published>2008-12-31T11:09:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:48:15.542-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><title type='text'>Joe Farrell - Canned Funk [1975]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtvZHByH5I/AAAAAAAACPs/VUXDvL4m9kQ/s1600-h/farrell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285941064823349138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 5px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtvZHByH5I/AAAAAAAACPs/VUXDvL4m9kQ/s200/farrell1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O saudoso Joe Farrell. Se você não conhece esse saxofonista e flautista, saiba que deveria. Afinal ele já tocou com meio mundo, músicos do primeiro escalão como Chick Corea, John McLaughlin, Dave Holland, Jack DeJohnette, Buster Williams, Elvin Jones, Airto Moreira, Stanley Clarke, Jack DeJohnette, Joe Beck, Don Alias, George Benson, Art Pepper, Billy Cobham, Average White Band, Flora Purin, Tom Jobim, Hermeto Pascoal… São só alguns dos muitos parceiros que ele já teve. É meu amigo, o cara não era fraco não! Merece até um post mais caprichado a seu respeito, mas no momento o foco é esse Canned Funk. Estávamos em meados dos anos 80 quando um amigo me descolou uma fita cassete com a gravação desse disco. Farrell já não era um desconhecido para mim, mas até então, eu nunca tinha ouvido nada solo dele que me agradasse tanto quanto aquele disco, um jazz funk com muito soul e swing. Mais tarde, pude perceber que esse som foi uma característica marcante da fase em que Farrel trabalhou pelo selo CTI (1970 – 74), do lendário produtor Creed Taylor (taí outro que merece um post), que ao lado de Rudy Van Gelder, outra figura antológica da produção jazzística, criou uma série de obras primas. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtv6bZ0awI/AAAAAAAACP8/vvKTydfenI4/s1600-h/creedt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285941637228555010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtv6bZ0awI/AAAAAAAACP8/vvKTydfenI4/s200/creedt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Com tantos prós e nenhum contra, saí na captura do LP em tudo quanto foi loja e nécas! Nada de encontrar o tal Canned Funk, nem importado! O tempo foi passando, a fita desgastando, até sumir e eu já nem me lembrava do som quando, no final dos anos 90, aquele mesmo amigo me aparece com um CD caseiro contendo uma seleção de músicas de três discos do Farrell: Outback (1971), Moon Germs (1972) e Canned Funk, mas na capa do CD estava um scan, justamente, do famigerado disco. Àquela altura do campeonato, eu já conhecia e tinha os outros dois álbuns, mas ainda não encontrara o Canned Funk, cuja capa, maravilhosa, diga-se de passagem, eu via pela primeira vez (um magistral trabalho do fotógrafo americano Pete Turner). Novamente fui procurar nos sebos para ver se encontrava o disco, afinal já estávamos na era do CD e discos do Joe Farrell estavam praticamente dados nos sebos (isso há 10 anos, porque hoje estão caríssimos). Porém, mais uma vez dei com os burros n’água e pior, dessa vez, eu só tinha algumas faixas do disco porque a fita já era fazia tempos. Mesmo quando começou essa onda de baixar músicas pela net, eu não o encontrei, até que no finzinho de 2007, sem nenhum aviso dou de cara com o Canned Funk inteirinho à minha disposição num site russo chamado Noname. Com a ajuda de um software de tradução, consegui me inscrever no site e finalmente passei a possuir uma cópia do tão almejado disco. De lá para cá, esse disco se tornou um pouco mais comum na net e já não é tão difícil encontrá-lo por aí, tanto que a cópia que está aqui, eu baixei por esses dias sem grandes dificuldades, mas ainda me lembro da emoção de encontrar Canned Funk depois de tantos anos de busca. Uma alegria que divido agora com os freqüentadores deste blog, na esperança de que esse “funk enlatado” também faça a cabeça de vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtwOK1KwcI/AAAAAAAACQU/DAzNPCwqtKo/s1600-h/cannedfunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285941976377246146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtwOK1KwcI/AAAAAAAACQU/DAzNPCwqtKo/s320/cannedfunk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Joe Farrell - Canned Funk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Review by Fleamarketfunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Now that I’m back, rested, and ready to go, I thought I’d pull out the newest addition to the FMF stable. It’s a record that I wasn’t really looking for, but decided to pick up because I knew the tune, and I am definitely a fan of the record label, despite the naysayers who claim it’s a “tepid terd”. In fact, I like everything about this label. From the musicians to the cover art, there is a love affair with these records that is still strong. I’ve been reading The House That Trane Built: The Story of Impulse Records, and my respect for Creed Taylor has doubled. The guy is amazing, and I will definitely not stop buying CTI records. This record hasn’t shown up at any of my local spots, and well, I had to jump on it. A lot of other CTI records do, and I’ve gotten some great ones throughout my digging career. From George Benson to Hubert Laws, when I see the shiny gate fold cover I can’t resist. Let’s get into Joe Farrell and “Canned Funk” on one of my favorite record labels, Creed Taylor’s CTI, from 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Farrell picked up the clarinet at the age of eleven. He went on to graduate from the University of Illinois, eventually uprooting himself and moving (like many Jazz musicians) to New York City. While in the Big Apple, he linked up with Maynard Fergusen and Slide Hampton. A very accomplished saxophone player and flutist, Farrell has played with a who’s who of Jazz musicians, including Jack DeJohnette,Charles Mingus, Andrew Hill, Herbie Hancock, Jaki Byard, Stanley Clarke, Elvin Jones and as a stand out musician with Chick Corea’s “Return to Forever”. He definitely had a good run during the 70’s with his CTI releases, riding on the coat tails of his success with Fergueson. A nasty drug habit would catch up with him during his final years in Los Angeles, where he worked with a lot of different people, including the Mingus Dynasty and Louis Hayes. He died in 1986.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Pete Turner photograph on the cover wasn’t enough, (I mean who ever gets an eyeball in their can of peaches?) the record was produced by Taylor and engineered by the genius known as Rudy Van Gelder in his Englewood Cliffs Studio in December of 1974. The song’s line up was as follows: Joe Farrell (tenor sax); Joe Beck (guitar); Herb Bushler (bass); Jim Madison (drums); and Ray Mantilla (congas and percussion). There’s some heavy Funk/ Jazz/ Fusion going on, and it’s obvious why Farrell’s saxophone sound was sought after during the 70’s. In this period, you had all these heavy Jazz players laying down Funk tracks (or their interpretation of), and apparently playing the role while they recorded. They would don the Funk outfits of the time, and get to work in the studio. The Funk would get into them people, and I can just see heavyweights like Milt Jackson wearing a Walt “Clyde” Frazier hat (complete with feather!) as he funked up the vibes. This is by far the longest side I’ve put on FMF (clocking in at over 7 minutes), but IMHO, it’s a really unique song. If you can’t get a hold of this nugget on vinyl, CTI released a compilation called “The Birth of the Groove”, which we here at FMF highly recommend. I am partial to CTI releases, and this tune is definitely a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;From: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fleamarketfunk.wordpress.com/2007/09/26/joe-farrell-canned-funk/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Fleamarketfunk.wordpress.com 2007/09/26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtwKLPhEPI/AAAAAAAACQM/faIkXR9rbqQ/s1600-h/colofjzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285941907768283378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtwKLPhEPI/AAAAAAAACQM/faIkXR9rbqQ/s320/colofjzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/178298788/jf-cf.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-2375164263338053981?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2375164263338053981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=2375164263338053981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2375164263338053981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2375164263338053981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/12/joe-farrell-canned-funk-1975.html' title='Joe Farrell - Canned Funk [1975]'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SVtvZHByH5I/AAAAAAAACPs/VUXDvL4m9kQ/s72-c/farrell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-3214441249808779504</id><published>2008-12-04T21:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:21:03.028-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Edgar Allan Poe VI - "O Corvo", traduzido por Emílio de Menezes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Adaptação do poema "The Raven" feita em 1917, por Emílio de Menezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Matéria extraída da revista "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cult", número 6 / janeiro de 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SThkS0t69zI/AAAAAAAAK04/Djcyvz-rDfU/s1600-h/Corvo+por+Emilio+de+Menezes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276077238016210738" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SThj7QlfxoI/AAAAAAAAK0g/UBL4zoXJiHo/s400/Corvo+por+Emilio+de+Menezes+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-3214441249808779504?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/3214441249808779504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=3214441249808779504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3214441249808779504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/3214441249808779504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/12/edgar-allan-poe-vi-o-corvo-traduzido_04.html' title='Edgar Allan Poe VI - &quot;O Corvo&quot;, traduzido por Emílio de Menezes'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SThkS0t69zI/AAAAAAAAK04/Djcyvz-rDfU/s72-c/Corvo+por+Emilio+de+Menezes+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-4072181779578189327</id><published>2008-11-18T16:24:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:26:38.713-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MITCH MITCHELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLVE0BGO9I/AAAAAAAACFA/KRQHDyiq-_o/s1600-h/mitchraleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008792636341202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLVE0BGO9I/AAAAAAAACFA/KRQHDyiq-_o/s400/mitchraleigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não ia postar nada relativo ao Mitch Michell, porque com a notícia da sua morte, muita gente já deve ter feito isso em outros blogs por aí, além disso, o cara não tem muitos discos, na verdade nunca lançou um trabalho solo e depois do Experience gravou pouquíssimo, de modo que a maioria dos discos já são bem conhecidos e devem estar postados em outros sítios. Mas reconsiderei, pois afinal, o cara merece mesmo todas as homenagens, foi parceiro de Jimi Hendrix, o maior guitarristas de todos os tempos e mesmo tocando ao lado de um grande astro, Mitch se sobressaiu, ganhou fama e respeito como músico e a sua contribuição na sonoridade da Jimi Hendrix Experience é inegável. Reconhecidamente um dos maiores bateristas de rock dos anos 60, cujo estilo era uma mistura da impulsividade de Keith Moon com a complexidade jazzística de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elvin_Jones"&gt;Elvin Jones,&lt;/a&gt; sua maior influência. Então além da homenagem da Neide e de tantos outros blogueiros por aí. Aqui vai a minha também!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLUGFyGsvI/AAAAAAAACE4/syYSLa6ZdyU/s1600-h/MitchTravellers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007715073536754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLUGFyGsvI/AAAAAAAACE4/syYSLa6ZdyU/s320/MitchTravellers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nascido em 9 de junho de 1947 na cidade inglesa de Ealing, John Mitchell começou cedo a carreira de artista, mas não como músico e sim como astro mirim de uma série infantil da BBC TV chamada Jennings. Na adolescência, deixou essa coisa de ator para lá e passou a se dedicar à bateria, tocou com &lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:dpfwxqe0ldse"&gt;Peter Nelson &amp;amp; The Travellers&lt;/a&gt; (1960), The Tornados (1963), &lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:jvfuxqrjldae~T1"&gt;The Coronets&lt;/a&gt;, que depois passou a se chamar The Lively Set, ainda naquele ano (1964), participou de um teste para fazer parte do The Who, como recorda Peter Townshend: &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;”Nós experimentamos alguns bateristas, inclusive Michell que tocaria com Hendrix depois, mas Keith Moon apareceu numa das nossas apresentações regulares no Oldfield Hotel, em Greenford, e logo que começou a tocar, percebi que havia encontrado o elo que faltava”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Ao invés de ir para o Who, ele acabou numa banda chamada &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Riot_Squad"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270009924953749442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 0px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLWGuOmt8I/AAAAAAAACFI/CLRT57BUQMM/s200/riotsquad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Riot Squad&lt;/a&gt;, onde gravou uns compactos e permaneceu até 65, quando deixou o grupo para se juntar a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georgie_Fame"&gt;Georgie Fame &amp;amp; the Blue Flames&lt;/a&gt;, gravando o álbum Sweet Things. Por falar em Things, nessa época, ele também andou tocando com o &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pretty_Things"&gt;Pretty Things&lt;/a&gt; e dizem até que ele atuou em algumas faixas do disco Get the Picture? (1965). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;“Na verdade, Mitch Mitchell tocou com a gente depois que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:a9fixqrgldfe"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Viv Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; nos deixou e ficou um tempo até encontrarmos um novo baterista. Tocamos uma dúzia de shows e ele era realmente bom. Depois disso, quando o vi novamente, já estava tocando com Jimi Hendrix e eu não podia acreditar naquilo – Mitch você é um animal!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Conta &lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:fpfwxqugldhe"&gt;John Stax&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em primeiro de outubro de 1966, Georgie Fame &amp;amp; the Blue Flames fez uma apresentação no Grand Gala du Disque em Amsterdã e depois se dissolveu. Mitch ganhou alguma notoriedade entre a nova geração de bateristas da cena musical britânica e foi convidado por &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chas_Chandler"&gt;Chas Chandler&lt;/a&gt; para uma audição que escolheria os músicos que iriam acompanhar Jimi Hendrix. Além dele, havia outro promissor baterista com grandes chances de integrar o grupo, ninguém menos que &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aynsley_Dunbar"&gt;Aynsley Dunbar&lt;/a&gt;. Chandler e Hendrix não sabiam ao certo quem escolher e, segundo a lenda, resolveram o assunto no “cara ou coroa”. Felizmente para todos, exceto para Dunbar, o felizardo foi Mitchell que, muito mais que um mero acompanhante, se revelou um importante colaborador, sempre alternando os ritmos, nunca sendo previsível, proporcionando uma flexibilidade que correspondia e valorizava os solos de Hendrix. Isto ficou evidente logo nos primeiros singles e no álbum Are You Experienced? Pode ser percebido no jeito envolvente que ele trabalhou a bateria em músicas como "Fire," "Third Stone from the Sun," e "Manic Depression." No Experience ele se tornou uma celebridade quase tão importante quanto o próprio Hendrix e os três discos gravados por eles, Are You Experienced? (1967), Axis: Bold as Love (1967) e Electric Ladyland (1968) são verdadeiras obras primas da música universal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLXLumDN4I/AAAAAAAACFY/HL5nYu5BY08/s1600-h/DirtyMac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270011110463059842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLXLumDN4I/AAAAAAAACFY/HL5nYu5BY08/s320/DirtyMac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Em 1968 Mitch fez uma histórica aparição num especial de televisão dos Rolling Stones chamado &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rolling_Stones_Rock_and_Roll_Circus"&gt;Rock And Roll Circus&lt;/a&gt;, realizado em 11 de Dezembro, contando com a participação de vários convidados ilustres como Jethro Tull, The Who, Taj Mahal... Ele integrou um grupo inventado para a ocasião chamado Dirty Mac, onde, além dele, faziam parte John Lennon, Eric Clapton e Keith Richards (excepcionalmente tocando baixo). Era para o programa ir ao ar como especial de natal ou coisa assim, mas isso não aconteceu e a fita ficou na gaveta até virar DVD uns trinta anos depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Experience se desfez em junho de 1969, mas Mitch voltou a tocar com Hendrix em agosto, no festival de Woodstock. Naquele ano o baterista participou da gravação de um álbum conceitual chamado "&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=10:djfoxqy0ldke"&gt;Music from the Free Creek&lt;/a&gt;", estrelado por uma série de artistas renomados, entre os quais Keith Emerson. Existem boatos que Mitch havia sido convidado a tocar no ELP. Ele ainda esteve envolvido na gravação de "&lt;a href="http://www.fleetwoodmac.net/discog/discog.php?pid=142"&gt;Fiends and Angels&lt;/a&gt;" de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Velez"&gt;Martha Velez&lt;/a&gt;, juntamente com Brian Auger, Jack Bruce, Jim Capaldi, Eric Clapton, Paul Kossoff, Christine McVie, Stan Webb e Chris Wood. Dizem que este disco é muito bom, mas eu nunca ouvi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270012011653507986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLYALymK5I/AAAAAAAACFg/6mywMfzLrL0/s320/BruceMitchell%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, o que pouca gente sabe, é que no início de 1970 Mitchell fez parte de uma super banda integrada por Jack Bruce, Larry Coryell e Mike Mandell. O grupo se chamava Jack Bruce &amp;amp; Friends, mas lamentavelmente não possui nenhum registro oficial, existem apenas alguns bootlegs. Ao final de abril, ele se juntou novamente com Jimi Hendrix e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Billy_Cox"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270014062285866546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 10px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLZ3i_cxjI/AAAAAAAACFo/sbcgmAUkVBc/s200/CoxHendrixMitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Billy Cox&lt;/a&gt; para uma série de apresentações da turnê Cry of Love nos Estados Unidos e na Europa. O fim da turnê culminou com a apresentação no Fehmarn Love &amp;amp; Peace Festival da Alemanha, em 6 de setembro. Mitch comentou o desejo de Hendrix em continuar a trabalhar com ele e um outro baixista, não Cox, provavelmente &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Casady"&gt;Jack Casady&lt;/a&gt; ou Jack Bruce e possivelmente mais alguém como os &lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:wifyxqt5ldhe~T1"&gt;Brecker Brothers&lt;/a&gt; nos metais e músicos da &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MoTown"&gt;Motown&lt;/a&gt;, mas o guitarrista morreu dias depois e nada disso aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ano seguinte, Mitchell trabalhou ao lado do engenheiro de som &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_Kramer"&gt;Eddie Kramer&lt;/a&gt;, para finalizar a produção de algumas gravações incompletas de Hendrix que resultaram em lançamentos póstumos como The Cry of Love (1971) e Rainbow Bridge (1971). Em 18 de setembro, o baterista se apresentou com Larry Coryell e Jack Bruce no Nice Festival, na França e existe até uma gravação dessa apresentação feita por uma rádio local. Em 72, ele voltou a se aventurar em uma banda e ao lado da guitarrista &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_Lawton"&gt;April Lawton&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mike_Pinera"&gt;Mike Pinera&lt;/a&gt; (que depois iria para Iron Butterfly) formou o Ramatam. O primeiro disco homônimo foi produzido por Tom Dowd, que já tinha trabalhado com Eric Clapton e os Allman Brothers. O som da banda era bem original agregando diferentes estilos como R&amp;amp;B, hard rock, soul e psicodelia. Eles abriram alguns shows para o Emerson Lake &amp;amp; Palmer e Humble Pie, e a beleza de April Lawton arrancava suspiros e diversos elogios dos críticos e das revistas especializadas. No entanto, o grupo não obteve êxito comercial e Mitch pulou fora no ano seguinte, não participando da gravação do segundo álbum. Esta foi a última fez que o baterista participou realmente de uma banda fazendo shows, turnês e gravações, depois disso ele ainda trabalhou com muita gente boa, porém nada muito extenso. Participou de apresentações com Terry Reid, Jack Bruce, e até Jeff Beck (substituindo Cozy Powell, quando este ficou doente). A lenda também reza que ele chegou a ser cogitado como baterista do Wings em 1974, mas foi preterido em favor de Geoff Britton (mas que vacilo Sir McCartney!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270014661254373778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLaaaUq4ZI/AAAAAAAACFw/yfwJPc7uilc/s320/Jimi+Hendrix+Purple+Haze+Front.Jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De lá para cá, pouca coisa aconteceu em termos musicais na carreira de Mitchell, ele ficou nessa de apresentações esporádicas aqui e ali, volta e meia gravava alguma coisa com alguém, na maioria dos casos com pessoas e bandas não muito conhecidas como Dave Morrison, Hinkley’s Heroes, Roger Chapman, Greg Parker, Junior Brown e Bruce Cameron. Por um bom tempo ele resistiu à idéia de fazer tributos a Hendrix tocando suas obras &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;“Nunca seguirei adiante com algum projeto de tributo a Jimi, porque as pessoas interpretam as músicas de modos diferentes”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Dizia. Mas acabou fazendo algumas apresentações nos anos 90 com &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Randy_Hansen"&gt;Randy Hansen&lt;/a&gt;, um famoso cover de Hendrix, e mais tarde participou de um projeto chamado Gipsy Sun Experience, junto com Billy Cox. Em seus últimos dias, ele esteve numa turnê de quatro semanas chamada Experience Hendrix Tour 2008, que cruzou os EUA de costa a costa em tributo ao gênio da guitarra. Os espetáculos sempre contavam com algum convidado especial, entre os quais: Buddy Guy, Jonny Lang, Kenny Wayne Shepherd, Eric Johnson, Cesar Rosas, David Hidalgo, Brad Whitford, Hubert Sumlin, Chris Layton Eric Gales e Mato Nanji. Cinco dias após o encerramento da turnê Mitchell foi encontrado morto, aproximadamente às 3 horas da manhã de 12 de novembro num quarto do Benson Hotel, na cidade de Portland. Segundo o relatório médico divulgado pelo Multnomah County Medical Examiner's Office, ele morreu de causas naturais (?!) durante o sono. No mesmo dia o corpo foi enviado para Inglaterra a fim de ser sepultado em sua terra natal. Lá se foi o último integrante vivo da lendária Jimi Hendrix Experience. Descanse em paz amigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Fontes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whiplash.net/materias/news_882/078767-jimihendrix.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Whiplash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitch_Mitchell"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Wikepedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;sql=11:gifyxqtgld0e~T1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;All Music Guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mitchmitchell.de/mitchgighistory.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;MitchMitchell.de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLa6GJp94I/AAAAAAAACF4/6LzYcM1vj5U/s1600-h/Sweet+Things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015205595281282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 0px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLa6GJp94I/AAAAAAAACF4/6LzYcM1vj5U/s200/Sweet+Things.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O problema deste post é: que disco mostrar? Porque de Mitch Mitchell mesmo, existe pouca coisa, eu adoraria poder disponibilizar aqui o Sweet Things de Georgie Fame, que foi o primeiro trabalho de gravação de um LP no qual Mitch teve participação integral, quando ele ainda assinava John Mitchell. Principalmente porque o tal Fame fazia um sonzinho bem bacana. Outra grande pedida seria o Fiends and Angels de Martha Velez, mas infelizmente não tenho nenhum desses dois discos, então optei por uma coleção de singles do Hendrix e o manjado Ramatam, pelo forte envolvimento dele nesses discos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MITCH MITCHELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLqw6eH5bI/AAAAAAAACGA/ByISnUgZMig/s1600-h/mitchberlin70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032640027125170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLqw6eH5bI/AAAAAAAACGA/ByISnUgZMig/s400/mitchberlin70.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;John "Mitch" Mitchell (9 July 1947 – 12 November 2008) was an English drummer, best known for his work in The Jimi Hendrix Experience. Before the Experience, Mitchell gained experience touring and as a session musician and had starred in a children's television program when he was a teenager. Pre-Experience bands included Johnny Harris and the Shades, The Pretty Things, The Riot Squad and Georgie Fame and the Blue Flames. He had also worked in Jim Marshall's (creator of the Marshall amplifier) music shop in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell was praised for his work with The Jimi Hendrix Experience on songs such as "Manic Depression", "Voodoo Child (Slight Return)", "Fire" and "Third Stone from the Sun". Mitchell came from a jazz background and like many of his drummer contemporaries was strongly influenced by the work of Elvin Jones, Max Roach, and Joe Morello. Mitchell played in Hendrix's Experience trio from October 1966 to mid-1969, his Woodstock band in August 1969, and also with the later incarnation of the "Jimi Hendrix Experience" in 1970 with Billy Cox on bass, known as the "Cry of Love" band. Jimi Hendrix would often record tracks in the studio with only Mitchell[citation needed] and in concert the two fed off of each other to exciting effect. Mitchell played in the band The Dirty Mac assembled for The Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus in 1968. Other members included John Lennon as vocalist and rhythm guitarist "Winston Leg-Thigh"; Eric Clapton as guitarist, and Keith Richards as bassist. The group recorded a cover of "Yer Blues" as well as a jam called "Whole Lotta Yoko". Another noteworthy musical collaboration in the late sixties was with the Jack Bruce and Friends band featuring Mitchell along with ex-Cream bassist Jack Bruce, keyboardist Mike Mandel and Jazz-Fusion guitar legend and future The Eleventh House frontman Larry Coryell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLrZFw4NHI/AAAAAAAACGI/XdjidKzDGjQ/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+Burning+Of+The+Midnight+Front.Jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270033330253345906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLrZFw4NHI/AAAAAAAACGI/XdjidKzDGjQ/s320/Jimi+Hendrix+Burning+Of+The+Midnight+Front.Jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;After Hendrix's death, Mitchell (along with engineer Eddie Kramer) finished production work on multiple incomplete Hendrix recordings, resulting in posthumous releases such as "The Cry of Love" and "Rainbow Bridge". In 1972, he teamed up with guitarists April Lawton and Mike Pinera (who would later go on to join Iron Butterfly) to form the quite innovative act Ramatam. They recorded one album and were Emerson, Lake &amp;amp; Palmer's opening act at a number of concerts. Interestingly, Mitchell had been offered the drum spot in ELP during 1970, but turned it down in favour of playing with Hendrix. Ramatam never achieved commercial success and Mitchell left the act before their second LP release. Mitchell also peformed in some concerts with Terry Reid, Jack Bruce, and Jeff Beck (substituting for drummer Cozy Powell, then sick). According to Eddie Kramer's book Hendrix: Setting the Record Straight, Michael Jeffery, Hendrix's manager, an innovator in getting Hendrix promoted and established, relegated both Mitch Mitchell and Noel Redding to the status of mere paid employees without an ownership share in future revenues. This limited their earnings to a very low rate and led to Mitchell and Redding being largely excluded from sharing in future revenues generated from their work with The Jimi Hendrix Experience. This arrangement pressured Mitchell in the mid-1970s to sell a prized Hendrix guitar. In addition, he sold his small legal claim to future Hendrix record sales for a sum reported to be in the range of $200,000. In 1974, he auditioned for Paul McCartney's band Wings, but was turned down in favour of drummer Geoff Britton. For the rest of the '70s through to the '90s, Mitchell continued to perform and occasionally record although essentially doing so under the radar of most of his previous fans. He kept reasonably busy doing occasional session work (such as Junior Brown's "Long Walk Back" album) as well as participating in various Hendrix-related recordings, videos, and interviews. In 1999, Mitchell appeared on the late Bruce Cameron's album, "Midnight Daydream" that included other Hendrix alumni Billy Cox and Buddy Miles along with Jack Bruce, with whom Mitchell had worked after Hendrix's death. Mitchell, seemingly in an attempt to satisfy the most enthusiastic fans of his drum work with Hendrix, even played a series of live shows with the Hendrix emulator Randy Hansen. Most recently, he was part of the Gypsy Sun Experience, along with former Hendrix bassist Billy Cox and guitarist Gary Serkin. He entered semi-retirement living in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLrxoYGnrI/AAAAAAAACGQ/NW3QiEg_yV4/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+Crosstown+Traffic+Front.Jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270033751861534386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLrxoYGnrI/AAAAAAAACGQ/NW3QiEg_yV4/s320/Jimi+Hendrix+Crosstown+Traffic+Front.Jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;His last days were spent celebrating the music and legacy of Jimi Hendrix on the 2008 Experience Hendrix Tour. For nearly 4 weeks the tour travelled coast to coast in an 18-city tour in the US finishing in Portland. In addition to Mitchell the tour featured Buddy Guy, Jonny Lang, Kenny Wayne Shepherd, Eric Johnson, Cesar Rosas, David Hidalgo, Aerosmith's Brad Whitford, Hubert Sumlin, Chris Layton as well as Eric Gales and Mato Nanji. Five days after the tour ended Mitchell was found dead at appoximately 3 AM 12 November in his room at the Benson Hotel in downtown Portland. Following medical tests, it was revealed by the Multnomah County Medical Examiner's Office that Michell had died, in his sleep, of natural causes. He was the last surviving member of the original Jimi Hendrix Experience. Mitchell was to leave Portland on Wednesday, November 12th, and return to his home in England. The Mitch Mitchell Trust has been established to manage the MMT Drug Rehabilitation Through Music programme based in Bettws, Newport in Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;From: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitch_Mitchell"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Wikepedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimi Hendrix - The Singles Collection [2003]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSL_Wxw1u7I/AAAAAAAACGY/8fPN3GiO4FQ/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+Box+Front.Jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270055280757291954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSL_Wxw1u7I/AAAAAAAACGY/8fPN3GiO4FQ/s320/Jimi+Hendrix+Box+Front.Jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/165003076/jhsc.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramatam - Ramatam [1972]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSL_2gWyn1I/AAAAAAAACGo/CD_sZuvbVCw/s1600-h/R-1463826-1221658204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270055825840447314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSL_2gWyn1I/AAAAAAAACGo/CD_sZuvbVCw/s320/R-1463826-1221658204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/165012566/r-r.rar"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-4072181779578189327?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/4072181779578189327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=4072181779578189327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4072181779578189327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/4072181779578189327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/11/mitch-mitchell.html' title='&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 6pt&quot;&gt;MITCH MITCHELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SSLVE0BGO9I/AAAAAAAACFA/KRQHDyiq-_o/s72-c/mitchraleigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-2100761776738408674</id><published>2008-11-14T22:47:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:37:34.552-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por tudo, Mitch...obrigada!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SS9MfpIzE9I/AAAAAAAAKzw/fDLbjLSWMoM/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+-+Loose+Ends+-+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;GRACIAS WOODY, PELOS DOIS ÁLBUNS!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SR4bvDlwsBI/AAAAAAAAKzg/aJ3FSQwPkAI/s1600-h/mitchmitchell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268679109301547026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 273px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SR4bvDlwsBI/AAAAAAAAKzg/aJ3FSQwPkAI/s400/mitchmitchell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que você complete sua passagem entre os planos tranquilamente, livre de angústias e possíveis rancores que viessem a te prender aqui. Só tenho a agradecer a ti e ao Hendrix pelo extraordinário e foderoso som que tanto me acompanhou em todos os momentos da minha vida, felizes ou tristes, duros ou com grana, sãos ou doentes, gozando ou broxando...o som de vcs sempre ali fiel e inseparável, me salvando dos piores instantes em trevas, durante surtos solidões e psicoses...eu realmente não tenho como descrever só em palavras o que significou...o que foi o impacto deste som em mim..não, não dá, por mais que eu tente, nada seria suficiente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Muitos me perguntam, “qual play tu costuma ouvir mais do Hendrix, Neide?”, eu sempre respondo, “sempre os que tem as jams, independente de nomenclatura, mesmo que nem estejam com datas certas”...ali é que vc sente pra valer a estupenda atmosfera músico-cosmo-orgásmica que os caras conseguiam fazer brotar através das suas ferramentas de alquimia, os instrumentos...é outra coisa durante uma jam, os músicos não estão com “os senhores homens de negócios” ao lado forçando edições com as quais eles não concordariam se não tivessem um contrato assinado, e tal. É como se vc pudesse mesmo visualizar através da audição um olhando pro outro, e dando aquele risinho sacana enquanto viram o som ao avesso e vão se embrenhando puramente pelo instinto criativo, independente de algo previamente ensaiado. Aquele riso, aquela sacada no olhar que os músicos com uma química incendiária como a alcançada entre Jimi Hendrix e Mitch Mitchell conseguiu alcançar tão brilhantemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Por motivos óbvios, dedico este post ao querido irmão JHII, pois sei o quanto este som e esta energia significam na sua vida também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Neide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SR4bhk9BIjI/AAAAAAAAKzY/Ibu8T9zy-5o/s1600-h/Jimi_Hendrix,_Mitch_Mitchell_e_Juma_Edwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268678877739295282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 393px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SR4bhk9BIjI/AAAAAAAAKzY/Ibu8T9zy-5o/s400/Jimi_Hendrix,_Mitch_Mitchell_e_Juma_Edwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Como você conheceu o Jimi e, de que maneira descobriu que queria tocar com ele? Melhor ainda, como ele descobriu que queria tocar com você?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell: "(Risos) Bom... Essa pergunta deveria ser feita ao Jimi. Eu estava tocando com uma banda no Reino Unido, fazendo principalmente covers de R&amp;amp;B. O grupo se desfez em uma segunda-feira e, na terça, recebi uma ligação de Chas Chandler (empresário de Jimi) perguntando se gostaria de tocar com o guitarrista que ele trouxera dos EUA. A gente se conheceu em um barzinho vagabundo, e o Jimi estava usando uma capa de chuva da Burbarry . Tocamos algumas coisas do Chuck Berry e as coisas evoluiram a partir dali. Acho que funcionou..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe mais alguém por aí com o mesmo brilho de Hendrix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitchell: "Não. Eu tenho de ser franco em relação a isso. Nunca procurarei alguém igual a ele, pois sei que não existe. É como comparar John Coltrane a Wayne Shorter. Não dá... Nunca seguirei adiante com algum projeto tributo a Jimi, porque as pessoas interpretam as músicas de modos diferentes, e isso é legal, mas não é a mesma coisa. Todos precisam se lembrar que ele não tocava com o amplificador 'no volume 11' o tempo todo. Ele mantinha a dinâmica da guitarra. As pessoas se esquecem disso".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jimi Hendrix - Drinking Wine Sipping Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Recorded at Jimi's House,Shokan,NY,July-Sepetember 1969 plus Mike Ehpron sessions Jimi's House,Shokan,NY,13/9/1969.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SS8vzw6EXRI/AAAAAAAAKzo/3cLmB-_6JHQ/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+-+Drinking+Wine,+Sipping+Time+-+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273486255022431506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 399px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SS8vzw6EXRI/AAAAAAAAKzo/3cLmB-_6JHQ/s400/Jimi+Hendrix+-+Drinking+Wine,+Sipping+Time+-+Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 1. Drinking Wine ( Key To The Highway ) (Jimi Hendrix) 8.22&lt;br /&gt;2. Juma Jam (unknown) 13.14&lt;br /&gt;3. Summer Jam (Jimi Hendrix) 4.30&lt;br /&gt;4. Jimi's Tune (Jimi Hendrix) 4.37&lt;br /&gt;5. Villanova Junction (Jimi Hendrix) 10.23&lt;br /&gt;6. Here Come The Sun (unknown) 4.49&lt;br /&gt;7. Drinking Wine (Jimi Hendrix) 6.12&lt;br /&gt;8. Message To The Universe (Jimi Hendrix) 2.17&lt;br /&gt;9. Jam With Mitch Mitchell (unknown) 12.31&lt;br /&gt;10. Stepping Stone (Jimi Hendrix) 1.29 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/165452141/JimiHx-DWST.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jimi Hendrix - Loose Ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Released February 1974 (1974-02)&lt;br /&gt;Recorded 1968-1970&lt;br /&gt;Label Polydor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SS9MfpIzE9I/AAAAAAAAKzw/fDLbjLSWMoM/s1600-h/Jimi+Hendrix+-+Loose+Ends+-+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273517795176551378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 398px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SS9MfpIzE9I/AAAAAAAAKzw/fDLbjLSWMoM/s400/Jimi+Hendrix+-+Loose+Ends+-+Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Loose Ends is a posthumous studio album by American guitarist Jimi Hendrix, released in February 1974 in the United Kingdom. It was the fourth Hendrix studio album released after his death and was engineered, mixed and compiled by Eddie Kramer and John Jansen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Side one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;01. Coming Down Hard on Me Baby&lt;br /&gt;02. Blue Suede Shoes (Carl Perkins)&lt;br /&gt;03. Jam 292&lt;br /&gt;04. The Stars That Play with Laughing Sam's Dice&lt;br /&gt;05. Drifter's Escape (Bob Dylan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Side two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;01. Burning Desire&lt;br /&gt;02. I'm Your Hoochie Coochie Man (Willie Dixon)&lt;br /&gt;03. Have You Ever Been to Electric Ladyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All songs were written by Jimi Hendrix, except where noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Credits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jimi Hendrix - guitars, lead vocals, drum on track 2&lt;br /&gt;Billy Cox - bass, backing vocals on track 6&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Mitchell - drums on tracks 1, 3, 4 and 5&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Miles - drums on tracks 2, 6, 7 and 8 (track 8 wiped), backing vocals on tracks 6 and 7&lt;br /&gt;Sharon Layne - piano on track 3&lt;br /&gt;Noel Redding - bass on track 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/165491024/JimiHx-LE.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-2100761776738408674?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/2100761776738408674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=2100761776738408674&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2100761776738408674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/2100761776738408674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/11/por-tudo-mitchobrigada.html' title='Por tudo, Mitch...obrigada!!!'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SR4bvDlwsBI/AAAAAAAAKzg/aJ3FSQwPkAI/s72-c/mitchmitchell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8476196436764923467</id><published>2008-11-05T20:17:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:27:53.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A casada infiel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SRIcxKoW8UI/AAAAAAAAKzQ/Z-hSJAQnvA8/s1600-h/Mark+Henson+desert+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265302545342329154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SRIcxKoW8UI/AAAAAAAAKzQ/Z-hSJAQnvA8/s400/Mark+Henson+desert+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eu que a levei ao rio,&lt;br /&gt;pensando que era donzela,&lt;br /&gt;porém tinha marido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi na noite de Santiago&lt;br /&gt;e quase por compromisso.&lt;br /&gt;Apagaram-se os lampiões&lt;br /&gt;e acenderam-se os grilos.&lt;br /&gt;Nas últimas esquinas&lt;br /&gt;toquei seus peitos dormidos,&lt;br /&gt;e se abriram prontamente&lt;br /&gt;como ramos de jacintos.&lt;br /&gt;A goma de sua anágua&lt;br /&gt;soava em meu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;como uma peça de seda&lt;br /&gt;rasgada por dez punhais.&lt;br /&gt;Sem luz de prata em suas copas&lt;br /&gt;as árvores estão crescidas,&lt;br /&gt;e um horizonte de cães&lt;br /&gt;ladra mui longe do rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passadas as sarçamoras,&lt;br /&gt;os juncos e os espinhos,&lt;br /&gt;debaixo de seus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;fiz uma cova sobre o limo.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tirei a gravata.&lt;br /&gt;Ela tirou o vestido.&lt;br /&gt;Eu, o cinturão com revólver.&lt;br /&gt;Ela, seus quatro corpetes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SRIcnorQXYI/AAAAAAAAKzI/BZnfF59kiHc/s1600-h/Mark+Henson+sunset+sacrament.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265302381608852866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SRIcnorQXYI/AAAAAAAAKzI/BZnfF59kiHc/s400/Mark+Henson+sunset+sacrament.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nem nardos nem caracóis&lt;br /&gt;têm uma cútis tão fina,&lt;br /&gt;nem os cristais com lua&lt;br /&gt;reluzem com esse brilho.&lt;br /&gt;Suas coxas me escapavam&lt;br /&gt;como peixes surpreendidos,&lt;br /&gt;a metade cheias de lume,&lt;br /&gt;a metade cheias de frio.&lt;br /&gt;Aquela noite corri&lt;br /&gt;o melhor dos caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;montado em potra de nácar&lt;br /&gt;sem bridas e sem estribos.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero dizer, por homem,&lt;br /&gt;as coisas que ela me disse.&lt;br /&gt;A luz do entendimento&lt;br /&gt;me faz ser mui comedido.&lt;br /&gt;Suja de beijos e areia,&lt;br /&gt;eu a levei do rio.&lt;br /&gt;Com o ar se batiam&lt;br /&gt;as espadas dos lírios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portei-me como quem sou.&lt;br /&gt;Como um cigano legítimo.&lt;br /&gt;Dei-lhe um estojo de costura,&lt;br /&gt;grande, de liso palhiço,&lt;br /&gt;e não quis enamorar-me&lt;br /&gt;porque tendo marido&lt;br /&gt;me disse que era donzela&lt;br /&gt;quando a levava ao rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Federico García Lorca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-8476196436764923467?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8476196436764923467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=8476196436764923467&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8476196436764923467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8476196436764923467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/11/casada-infiel.html' title='A casada infiel'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SRIcxKoW8UI/AAAAAAAAKzQ/Z-hSJAQnvA8/s72-c/Mark+Henson+desert+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-1956592554328544999</id><published>2008-11-02T17:16:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T17:32:07.829-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles Davis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fusion'/><title type='text'>Fusion for Miles - V.A. [2005]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fusion for Miles como o nome deixa bem explícito é um tributo a Miles Davis tendo como banda de apoio Alphonso Johnson no baixo, Vinnie Colaiuta na bateria, Deve Liebman no sax e Larry Goldings nos teclados. Mas não é só isso! Para cada faixa específica o grupo é completado por um renomado guitarrista, na verdade trata-se de um tributo de guitarristas à música de Miles Davis. Assim sendo, numa banda desse calibre não poderíamos ter ninguém menos que feras como: Mike Stern, Warren Haynes, Bill Frisell, Bireli Lagrene, Pat Martino, Jeff Richman, Steve Kimmock, Eric Johnson, Bill Connors e o já citado Jimmy Herring. Cada um deles fazendo a sua interpretação de clássicos deste que foi o maior jazzista do seu tempo, um homem que revolucionou a música mais de uma vez, e que é considerado o pai do fusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SQ2gSuw3kvI/AAAAAAAACBs/PamZtw1ta64/s1600-h/V.A._-_Fusion_For_Miles_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264039783117066994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SQ2gSuw3kvI/AAAAAAAACBs/PamZtw1ta64/s320/V.A._-_Fusion_For_Miles_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fusion for Miles - V.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fusion for Miles features some of the greatest names in progressive jazz/ fusion guitar, each paying tribute to master musician and jazz legend Miles Davis, a pioneer of modern jazz and fusion. A gifted composer and powerful band leader, Miles left this world with a legacy of phenomenal compositions, a universal reputation for introducing the world to many important jazz artists who first apprenticed under him, and a vast number of people who were touched by and learned from his stylized harmonic genius. Those musicians, whose music he influenced, were not just trumpet players but nearly all students of jazz and among them are the incredible guitarists who have come together to lift up their guitars as their voices in this unique tribute. FEATURING GUEST GUITARISTS: Eric Johnson, Bill Frisell, Pat Martino, Warren Haynes, Jimmy Herring, Mike Stern, Bill Connors, Steve Kimmock, Bireli Lagrene and Jeff Richman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fusion-Miles-Tribute-Various-Artists/dp/B000A3XYHS"&gt;Editorial Review from Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;01 Black Satin Jimmy Herring 6:28&lt;br /&gt;02 Splatch Jeff Richman 5:05&lt;br /&gt;03 Jean-Pierre Eric Johnson 6:23&lt;br /&gt;04 So What Mike Stern 5:53&lt;br /&gt;05 Nefertiti Bill Frisell 5:41&lt;br /&gt;06 Eighty One Bill Connors 6:09&lt;br /&gt;07 Serpents Tooth Pat Martino 5:25&lt;br /&gt;08 It's About That Time Warren Haynes 6:10&lt;br /&gt;09 Back Seat Betty Steve Kimock 6:29&lt;br /&gt;10 Spanish Key Bireli Lagrene 9:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinnie Colaiuta Drums&lt;br /&gt;Bill Connors Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Max Crace Photography&lt;br /&gt;Bill Frisell Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Gibson Photography&lt;br /&gt;Larry Goldings Organ&lt;br /&gt;Warren Haynes Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Herring Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Eric Johnson Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Steve Kimock Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Bireli Lagrene Guitar&lt;br /&gt;David Liebman Saxophone&lt;br /&gt;Tucker Martine Engineer&lt;br /&gt;Pat Martino Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Richman Guitar, Arranger, Producer, Photography&lt;br /&gt;Dave Stephens Artwork, Graphic Design&lt;br /&gt;Mike Stern Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Paul Tavenner Engineer, Mastering, Mixing&lt;br /&gt;Mike Varney Executive Producer, Concept&lt;br /&gt;Ken Wallace Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/159932568/ffm-va.rar"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264039534321928258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SQ2gEP7fCEI/AAAAAAAACBk/SgfhIAf9q-I/s320/V.A._-_Fusion_For_Miles_-_Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/159932568/ffm-va.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;[ Fusion for Miles ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-1956592554328544999?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1956592554328544999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=1956592554328544999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1956592554328544999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1956592554328544999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/11/fusion-for-miles-va-2005.html' title='Fusion for Miles - V.A. [2005]'/><author><name>woody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SYDnFfcepQI/AAAAAAAACVY/nhFppsEB5p0/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oech66gDy0/SQ2gSuw3kvI/AAAAAAAACBs/PamZtw1ta64/s72-c/V.A._-_Fusion_For_Miles_-_Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-9015782408984468799</id><published>2008-10-22T05:27:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:28:13.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SQAv75GpsnI/AAAAAAAAKy4/6Qt6boH1WSU/s1600-h/Biomechanoid+II-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260257070756246130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SQAv75GpsnI/AAAAAAAAKy4/6Qt6boH1WSU/s400/Biomechanoid+II-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SQAv0xoPuaI/AAAAAAAAKyw/QeonXCFIV20/s1600-h/Biomechanoid+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;“Ah, e dizer que isto vai acabar, que por si mesmo não pode durar. Não, ela não está se referindo ao fogo, refere-se ao que sente. O que sente nunca dura, o que sente sempre acaba, e pode nunca mais voltar. Encarniça-se então sobre o momento, come-lhe o fogo, e o fogo doce arde, arde, flameja. Então, ela que sabe que tudo vai acabar, pega a mão livre do homem, e ao prendê-la nas suas, ela doce arde, arde, flameja...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-9015782408984468799?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/9015782408984468799/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=9015782408984468799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/9015782408984468799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/9015782408984468799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/momento.html' title='Momento'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SQAv75GpsnI/AAAAAAAAKy4/6Qt6boH1WSU/s72-c/Biomechanoid+II-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-487114930511871997</id><published>2008-10-22T05:07:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:31:27.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles Davis (with John McLaughlin) - Live at Hill Auditorium, Ann Arbor (Michigan, 21/02/1970)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://troward.blogspot.com/search?q=ann+arbor"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Apresentação pescada do Dr. Fusion... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/search?q=the+cellar+door+sessions"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INFORMAÇÕES SOBRE ESTE PERÍODO, VIDE POST "THE CELLAR DOOR SESSIONS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SP7U9VQIZrI/AAAAAAAAKww/5qQeeuuNFoE/s1600-h/miles+davis+hill+auditorium+21-02-1970+front-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259875564957230770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SP7U9VQIZrI/AAAAAAAAKww/5qQeeuuNFoE/s320/miles+davis+hill+auditorium+21-02-1970+front-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Line-up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis (tp)&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Shorter (ts, ss)&lt;br /&gt;John McLaughlin (g)&lt;br /&gt;Chick Corea (p)&lt;br /&gt;Dave Holland (b)&lt;br /&gt;Jack DeJohnette (d)&lt;br /&gt;Airto Moreira (pc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SP7U0X3-d7I/AAAAAAAAKwo/nryTctFtTTk/s1600-h/MilesHillAuditorium+21_02_1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259875411042400178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SP7U0X3-d7I/AAAAAAAAKwo/nryTctFtTTk/s400/MilesHillAuditorium+21_02_1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tracks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 - It's About That Time (nc) (11:25)&lt;br /&gt;02 - I Fall In Love Too Easily (03:55)&lt;br /&gt;03 - Sanctuary (06:38)&lt;br /&gt;04 - Bitches Brew (nc) (13:31)&lt;br /&gt;05 - Masqualero (14:07)&lt;br /&gt;06 - Theme (01:23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/156318059/MD_hillauditorium_21_02_1970_parte1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/156325340/MD_hillauditorium_21_02_1970_parte2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-487114930511871997?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/487114930511871997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=487114930511871997&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/487114930511871997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/487114930511871997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/miles-davis-with-john-mclaughlin-live.html' title='Miles Davis (with John McLaughlin) - Live at Hill Auditorium, Ann Arbor (Michigan, 21/02/1970)'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SP7U9VQIZrI/AAAAAAAAKww/5qQeeuuNFoE/s72-c/miles+davis+hill+auditorium+21-02-1970+front-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8070234366961186342</id><published>2008-10-19T05:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T06:30:12.553-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground Comix Classix – Young Lust #2, por Bill Griffith e outros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPruOhWrJtI/AAAAAAAAKwg/wNcbPdSuqGM/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+00+fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258777448147527378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPruOhWrJtI/AAAAAAAAKwg/wNcbPdSuqGM/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+00+fc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Copyright 1971 by Roger Brand, Justin Green, Bill Griffith, Jay Kinney, Landon Chesney, Jim Osborne. Published by the Print Mint. 44 pages.&lt;br /&gt;Number 2 in the series started by Bill Griffith and Jay Kinney in 1970. Includes work by Roger Brand, Justin Green, Bill Griffith, Jay Kinney, Landon Chesney, Jim Osborne, Ned Sonntag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/154117433/Quadrinhos_undergroundcomics_various_YoungLust_t2_en.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPruAEI2-gI/AAAAAAAAKwY/RyQjIkXCJvw/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+00+ifc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258777199786785282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPruAEI2-gI/AAAAAAAAKwY/RyQjIkXCJvw/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+00+ifc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrt0PagR1I/AAAAAAAAKwQ/ucCesLUertM/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258776996655155026" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrrkoxQ6dI/AAAAAAAAKuw/qs2KIkneT7I/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrrYKEsBUI/AAAAAAAAKuo/YVGA2KuXjIU/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258774315161879874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrrYKEsBUI/AAAAAAAAKuo/YVGA2KuXjIU/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrqjOvoFEI/AAAAAAAAKug/aKHHDvpI5Xc/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258773405882651714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPrqjOvoFEI/AAAAAAAAKug/aKHHDvpI5Xc/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Como há citações nessa história, vou inserir um trechinho do texto que já foi postado aqui anteriormente, é bom que já serve pros dois posts (esse e o de baixo): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;“Detroit é, até hoje, o coração do meio-oeste norte-americano. Após a Segunda Grande Guerra, a cidade viveu seu “boom” particular. Uma cultura industrial nasceu em torno dessa “máquina”, somando-se a isso a chegada de muitos imigrantes foragidos da Segunda Guerra e da Coréia. Aterrissaram aos montes nas cidades do norte para trabalhar nas fábricas. Nesse cenário, uma nova atitude e uma nova música jovem surgiram. Todos tinham emprego e a cidade prosperava. Talvez por isso, mais do que em qualquer outra cidade americana no mesmo período, os brancos e negros dialogavam abertamente. Detroit era uma cidade operária aberta ao novo, sem distinção de raça ou classe social. No início dos 60 os grandes nomes eram Duane Eddy, the Ventures, Beach Boys do começo, Motown, Stax, Otis Redding até a chegada da invasão inglesa, que incentivou a molecada a fundar bandas e mais bandas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqaMuDOD0I/AAAAAAAAKuY/sIrMj21Ipwo/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258685058219118402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqaMuDOD0I/AAAAAAAAKuY/sIrMj21Ipwo/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fundado em Detroit no ano de 64/65 pelo vocalista Rob Tyner (durante a adolescência Tyner pegou emprestado o nome do pianista do John Coltrane, McCoy Tyner, para seu nome artístico) e pelos guitarristas Fred Smith (que tocava bongô antes das cordas) e Wayne Kramer (que ensinou Fred a tocar guitarra), a banda ainda contava com Bob Gaspar na bateria (já falecido) e Pat Burrows no baixo, que não desejavam findar seus dias como operários. Esse primeiro batera saiu reclamando: “Tenho que ficar dando porrada na bateria porque esses caras tocam cada vez mais alto! Tô fora!”. Michael Davis, que não foi o primeiro baixista, só entrou na banda porque usava botinhas iguais às dos Beatles (o que impressionou Kramer) e porque o baixista original ficou passado com Kramer alegando que não queria mais tocar aquela música maluca (a escola de Burrows era mais na praia da Motown, tipo James Jamerson) e caiu fora. Depois aterrissou o batera Dennis Thompson para completar a formação clássica. 'No início, o MC5 era uma banda de covers (que tocava Who, Kinks, Them, Yardbirds, R&amp;amp;B, James Brown, Rolling Stones) com apenas uma canção inédita, a experimental e atonal “Black to Comm”, exatamente a mais “barulhenta”, que tornou-se a música que “expulsou” o baixista e o batera originais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqYDi7l5NI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/2C7996i6fQQ/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258682701592257746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqYDi7l5NI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/2C7996i6fQQ/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A proposta musical do MC-5 não era só fazer barulho para entorpecer ouvidos, como pode parecer, mas sim trazer a liberdade artística e musical a todos. O conceito deles unificava linguagens aparentemente díspares como o rock and roll básico de Chuck Berry com o “freedom jazz” de figuras como Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, Albert Ayler e do louquíssimo Sun Ra, mais o soul de James Brown, a todo volume! George Clinton, do Funkadelic, comentou certa vez que, ao assistir o MC5 ao vivo, decidiu montar um grupo de negros que tocassem no mesmo volume, com o mesmo tipo de equipamento. Negros que influenciam brancos, que influenciam negros que influenciam...&lt;br /&gt;A casa de shows que mandava na área era a Grande Ballroom, fundada pelo professor de Inglês e História Russ Gibb, que nas horas vagas era D.J. O sonho de Gibb foi trazer à cidade uma espécie de Fillmore, a grande casa de shows de rock da costa oeste dos Estados Unidos. O que faltava para Detroit era um lar para o rock and roll e a primeira banda residente passou a ser os “cinco”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqX4XslxjI/AAAAAAAAKuI/AG1_NCloGcY/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258682509597984306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqX4XslxjI/AAAAAAAAKuI/AG1_NCloGcY/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cidade ficou de pernas para o ar de uma hora para a outra. O MC5 se fez por lá com shows altíssimos e aterradores. Dennis lembra que eles adoravam tocar em um colégio católico da região porque colocavam no palco cabeçotes com oito caixas Marshall para as guitarras e mais duas cabeças Sunn para o baixo, isso sem microfonação para a bateria, o que obrigava Dennis a esmurrar o instrumento. O resultado de tantos decibéis era uma massa física impulsionada no ar pela força dos alto-falantes. O público adorava e o MC5 também, porque eles viam os chapéus das freiras (tipo Noviça Rebelde) balançarem por causa do impacto dessa massa sonora!&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo adorava, mas ninguém queria empresariá-los. O único que amou a banda de cara, e decidiu chamar a si essa tarefa, foi o maluquete/saxofonista/hippie John Sinclair que passou a utilizá-los como “pano de frente” da revolução. Sinclair trazia a rodo uma comuna hippie chamada Trans-Love (Energies) porque naquela época era importante fazer parte de uma família “alternativa”, que não fosse a tradicional. Entre 67/68, os Estados Unidos fervilhavam politicamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqXsUt8lhI/AAAAAAAAKuA/-wmLKXHeRs0/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258682302639937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqXsUt8lhI/AAAAAAAAKuA/-wmLKXHeRs0/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acreditava-se que a revolução era possível e que estava prestes a acontecer. Nixon e Vietnã. A (re)pressão da polícia acabou sendo tanta que a banda e a comuna se mudaram de Detroit para Ann Arbor, uma cidade bem mais tolerante, a quase cinqüenta quilometros a oeste.&lt;br /&gt;Inicialmente o MC5 comungava com alguns princípios hippies de Sinclair, mas assim que assinaram com a Elektra para o primeiro disco, os Trans-Love foram sendo substituídos por um novo grupo político-reaça e a banda tornou-se a eminência não-parda dos Panteras Brancas (cujo lema era “rock’n’roll, drogas e foder nas ruas”) que, como o nome diz, era a filial “branca-azeda” dos Panteras Negras, partido fundado em 66 para acabar com a discriminação contra os negros na base da violência e da luta armada. O “ministro da defesa” do partido-versão-branca, (listado no disco ao vivo como Pun Plamondon) tentou explodir o escritório de recrutamento da CIA com uma bomba caseira. Os Panteras Negras chamavam essa versão do partido com branquelos revolucionários de “palhaços psicodélicos” e como está no livro Mate-me Por Favor, os MC5 treinavam tiro ao alvo no quintal da casa comunitária em que viviam, mais por diversão e por excesso de barbitúricos na idéia, do que por causas revolucionárias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqW4jY7fjI/AAAAAAAAKt4/vgrg3vLA2rA/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258681413225119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqW4jY7fjI/AAAAAAAAKt4/vgrg3vLA2rA/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No final das contas, para eles, e somente para eles, tudo não passava de diversão. Os shows foram acontecendo, os tumultos na platéia também, o nome da banda foi se espalhando, mas um evento deixou o nome MC5 na história musical e política dos States.&lt;br /&gt;O caos aconteceu no Chicago Festival of Light em agosto de 1968. O cenário era esse: a banda protestava, em um curtíssimo set de apenas cinco músicas, contra a convenção do Partido Democrata que ocorria na cidade. A cena já estava montada quando a banda detonou seu show-protesto e o retorno veio sem se fazer esperar: garrafas voaram, a polícia sedenta por sangue e montada em eqüinos desceu o cacete no povo: power to the people e black is beautiful. A fama estava feita. O romancista Norman Mailer, cobrindo a Convenção para a revista Harper, descreveu o poder sônico dos cinco poeticamente: “As trombetas dos hunos fariam o mesmo barulho?”, além de acrescentar que “O ápice do ruído elétrico tornara-se o clímax eletro-mecânico de toda uma era” (&lt;a href="http://www.portalrockpress.com.br/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=88/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Por Carlos Lopes, no PortalRockPress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqWtH_LrGI/AAAAAAAAKtw/TrUPT1TF5Vo/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258681216890809442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqWtH_LrGI/AAAAAAAAKtw/TrUPT1TF5Vo/s400/YOUNG+LUST+002+30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPqWhEFOi0I/AAAAAAAAKto/V3pKmPZGxGs/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+002+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258681009683991362" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRb2ahCSaI/AAAAAAAAKso/Eh2r0sZSRU8/s400/MC5+kramer+davis+thompson+tyner+smith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; Wayne Kramer, Mike Davis, Dennis Thompson, Rob Tyner, Fred Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box com várias versões não-oficiais, instrumentais, entrevistas (entre os discos, shows já postados aqui anteriormente), etc etc, da banda. No último cd, faixas correspondentes ao dvd “Sonic Revolution, A Celebration Of MC5”. É uma pena que não consegui os livretos completos, apenas as capas traseiras e dianteiras...mas improvisei inserindo alguns posters e imagens da época. Está em 224 kbps.&lt;br /&gt;É sempre um enorme prazer ajudar a divulgar o material dessa banda foda do caralho que eu amo tanto!!! Tem um dvd aí com cenas antigas (estilo documentário), vamos ver se rola também em breve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRbrZkCoEI/AAAAAAAAKsg/LQ_Kb-WSIic/s1600-h/mc5+purity+accuracy+box+set+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256927466202767426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRbrZkCoEI/AAAAAAAAKsg/LQ_Kb-WSIic/s400/mc5+purity+accuracy+box+set+front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“With just about every veteran rock act getting the "box-set treatment" by the early 21st century, it was only a matter of time until one of Detroit proto-punk's finest, the MC5, got their own multi-disc overview. And it finally arrived in 2004, in the form of the six-disc box, Purity Accuracy. But this sprawling comp does not follow the expected setup for your average box set (favorites mixed with unreleased rarities) -- its first few discs are comprised of demos, alternate takes, and early or forgotten tunes, while the rest focuses on live material. The more interesting outtakes on the first disc include a tender Fred "Sonic" Smith acoustic demo of "Over and Over," a kick-ass early version of "Sister Anne" dubbed "Pledge Song," and a reading of the group's psychedelic early concert favorites, "Black to Comm." Long considered one of rock's most explosive and high-energy live acts, the remaining discs include show highlights from the group's peak years (who can ever get enough of such classics as "Starship," "Borderline," and "Kick Out the Jams"?), as well as the last disc, which showcases audio highlights from the 2004 DVD, Sonic Revolution: A Celebration of the MC5 (including a version of "Sister Anne" sung by Motörhead's Lemmy). Purity Accuracy is obviously not aimed at the new fan, but rather at the MC5 fanatic, who needs every bit of music the band committed to tape. And for that select bunch, Purity Accuracy should supply quite a lot of mega-decibel listening pleasure.”&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; Greg Prato, All Music Guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRbHRhN-YI/AAAAAAAAKsY/10nf6Qu-PV4/s1600-h/MC5_-_Rehearsals_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256926845568153986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRbHRhN-YI/AAAAAAAAKsY/10nf6Qu-PV4/s400/MC5_-_Rehearsals_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 1 - Rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Skunk (Sonicly Speaking) (5:16)&lt;br /&gt;2 Poison (3:26)&lt;br /&gt;3 Gotta Keep Movin' (3:19)&lt;br /&gt;4 Baby Won't Ya (Fred Smith guide vocals - 1970 Unreleased version) (4:49)&lt;br /&gt;5 Sister Anne (6:47)&lt;br /&gt;6 Future/Now (3:06)&lt;br /&gt;7 Over &amp;amp; Over (Fred acoustic instrumental 1970) (2:14)&lt;br /&gt;8 Train Music (from the soundtrack 'Gold') (3:03)&lt;br /&gt;9 The Pledge Song (early version of Sister Anne, no vocals. Head Sounds Ypsilanti Oct/Nov 70) (2:27)&lt;br /&gt;10 Power Trip (early version of Skunk no vocals. Head Sounds Ypsilanti Oct/Nov 70) (3:23)&lt;br /&gt;11 Tutti-Frutti (1:36)&lt;br /&gt;12 Tonight (2:50)&lt;br /&gt;13 Teenage Lust (Instrumental) (2:39)&lt;br /&gt;14 Looking At You (2nd Version) (3:21)&lt;br /&gt;15 High School (Instrumental) (3:01)&lt;br /&gt;16 Call Me Animal (Instrumental) (2:16)&lt;br /&gt;17 The American Ruse (2:30)&lt;br /&gt;18 Shaking Street (Acoustic version summer '69 with Fred on vocals) (2:33)&lt;br /&gt;19 The Human Being Lawnmower (2:22)&lt;br /&gt;20 Back In The USA (2:36)&lt;br /&gt;21 Looking At You (Instrumental) (3:10)&lt;br /&gt;22 What Is Zenta? (0:42)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153728437/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_1_-_Rehersals_parte1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153737619/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_1_-_Rehersals_parte2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRauqXNrYI/AAAAAAAAKsQ/WkuYHGa4G_I/s1600-h/MC5_-_1965_-_1968_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256926422740348290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRauqXNrYI/AAAAAAAAKsQ/WkuYHGa4G_I/s400/MC5_-_1965_-_1968_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 2 - 1965-68&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Looking At You (2:48)&lt;br /&gt;2 Borderline (3:19)&lt;br /&gt;3 Looking At You (Instrumental) (2:33)&lt;br /&gt;4 I Can Only Give You Everything (2:40)&lt;br /&gt;5 I Just Don't Know (2:38)&lt;br /&gt;6 One Of The Guys (2:19)&lt;br /&gt;7 Little Red Riding Grmph (0:27)&lt;br /&gt;8 I Don't Mind (2:58)&lt;br /&gt;9 Look What You've Done Done (5:05)&lt;br /&gt;10 Baby Please Don't Go (3:57)&lt;br /&gt;11 Break Time (1:00)&lt;br /&gt;12 I'm A Man (4:12)&lt;br /&gt;13 Looking At You (6:53)&lt;br /&gt;14 Black To Comm (7:51)&lt;br /&gt;15 I Put A Spell On You (6:50)&lt;br /&gt;16 Born Under A Bad Sign (5:03)&lt;br /&gt;17 I Want You Right Now (5:44)&lt;br /&gt;18 I Believe To My Soul (3:41)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRafCYH4QI/AAAAAAAAKsI/LA-JR2f6oTQ/s1600-h/mc5+september+68+dialogue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256926154308706562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRafCYH4QI/AAAAAAAAKsI/LA-JR2f6oTQ/s400/mc5+september+68+dialogue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1-3: United Sound Studios January 1968&lt;br /&gt;4&amp;amp;5: United Sound Studios January 1966&lt;br /&gt;6: Terra Sherma Studios Detroit 1966&lt;br /&gt;7-10: Basement rehearsal Mrs Kramers&lt;br /&gt;11: Recorded at a Polish wedding&lt;br /&gt;12: Artists workshop&lt;br /&gt;13&amp;amp;14: Cody High School&lt;br /&gt;15&amp;amp;16: Live at 'Dialogue '68' First Unitarian Church Detroit Sept 7th 1968&lt;br /&gt;17: Live at 'Dialogue '68' First Unitarian Church Detroit Sept 8th 1968&lt;br /&gt;18: Sunday Sept 8th 1968 live First Unitarian Church Detroit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153718032/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_2_-_1965_-_1968_parte1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153747231/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_2_-_1965_-_1968_parte2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRaDBdnEPI/AAAAAAAAKsA/SK01ApKJSGQ/s1600-h/mc5+07+september+1968+dialogue+fistunitarianchurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256925673026949362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRaDBdnEPI/AAAAAAAAKsA/SK01ApKJSGQ/s400/mc5+07+september+1968+dialogue+fistunitarianchurch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;SEPTEMBER 1968&lt;br /&gt;7 Saturday /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;MC-5 , Stooges, Popcorn Blizzard&lt;br /&gt;8 Sunday /&lt;br /&gt;MC-5 , Weird Dude&lt;br /&gt;Employment Agency (Ron English), Wilson Mower Pursuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First Unitarian Church*&lt;br /&gt;Detroit , MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQpty6q-RI/AAAAAAAAKr4/CkiZj-WOCiY/s1600-h/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Saginaw_Civic_Centre_1970_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256872531786922258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQpty6q-RI/AAAAAAAAKr4/CkiZj-WOCiY/s400/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Saginaw_Civic_Centre_1970_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 3 - Live at the Saginaw Civic Centre 1st Jan 1970&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Intro Rambling Rose (3:50)&lt;br /&gt;2 Human Being Lawnmower (2:42)&lt;br /&gt;3 Tonight (3:26)&lt;br /&gt;4 Rocket Reducer No. 62 (Rama Lama Fa Fa Fa) (5:00)&lt;br /&gt;5 It's A Man's Man’s Man’s World (5:49)&lt;br /&gt;6 Teenage Lust (3:13)&lt;br /&gt;7 Looking At You (5:30)&lt;br /&gt;8 Fire Of Love (4:03)&lt;br /&gt;9 Shakin' Street (3:39)&lt;br /&gt;10 Starship/Kick Out The Jams/Black To Comm (11:47)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;("Teenage Lust" is also listed as the fourth part of the medley, but is not played)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153764314/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_3_-_Live_at_the_Saginaw_Civic__Center_1st_Jan_1970.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQpNLSKrWI/AAAAAAAAKrw/KViBVt6sKTo/s1600-h/mc5+black+to+comm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256871971392236898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQpNLSKrWI/AAAAAAAAKrw/KViBVt6sKTo/s400/mc5+black+to+comm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;“Let it come on down, babe&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour&lt;br /&gt;Let it come on down, baby&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it come on down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;Let it come on down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;Let it come on down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;Let it come on down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel it children&lt;br /&gt;All around you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't you feel it children&lt;br /&gt;All around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's all for you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And it's all for you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And it's all for you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And it's all for you, you, you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQo-g_EFAI/AAAAAAAAKro/Dh58N0HWGzY/s1600-h/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Grande_Ballroom_1968_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256871719519654914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQo-g_EFAI/AAAAAAAAKro/Dh58N0HWGzY/s400/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Grande_Ballroom_1968_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 4 - Live at the Grande Ballroom 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Brother J.C Intro (2:54)&lt;br /&gt;2 Motor City Is Burning (4:28)&lt;br /&gt;3 I Believe To My Soul (3:00)&lt;br /&gt;4 Rocket Reducer No. 62 (Rama La Fa Fa Fa) (6:11)&lt;br /&gt;5 I'm Mad Like Eldridge Cleaver (18:53)&lt;br /&gt;6 Ice Pick Slim (18:11)&lt;br /&gt;7 Black To Comm (7:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;1&amp;amp;5: 27th Oct 1968&lt;br /&gt;2&amp;amp;3: 30/31 Oct 1968&lt;br /&gt;4: 31st Oct 1968&lt;br /&gt;6: 26th May 1968&lt;br /&gt;7: unknown recording date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153776791/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_4_-_Live_at_The_Grande_Ballroom_1968.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQofv022VI/AAAAAAAAKrg/5Oqf6xduKYc/s1600-h/mc5+26+may+1968+grande+ballroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256871190927432018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQofv022VI/AAAAAAAAKrg/5Oqf6xduKYc/s400/mc5+26+may+1968+grande+ballroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;MAY 1968 26 Sunday /&lt;br /&gt;Butterfield Blues Band , MC-5 , Psychedelic Stooges&lt;br /&gt;*Grande Ballroom*&lt;br /&gt;Detroit , MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Card Design Gary Grimshaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQoPlMRVbI/AAAAAAAAKrY/LWiqBP-yyiI/s1600-h/mc5+electra+recording+68.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256870913194939826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQoPlMRVbI/AAAAAAAAKrY/LWiqBP-yyiI/s400/mc5+electra+recording+68.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;'ELEKTRA RECORDING'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQnoLZS0cI/AAAAAAAAKrQ/Mr6C3QhV6XU/s1600-h/MC5+grande+ballroom+30+october+1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256870236255343042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQnoLZS0cI/AAAAAAAAKrQ/Mr6C3QhV6XU/s400/MC5+grande+ballroom+30+october+1968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;OCTOBER 1968 30 Wednesday /&lt;br /&gt;MC-5 , Psychedelic Stooges&lt;br /&gt;*Grande Ballroom*&lt;br /&gt;Detroit , MI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ELEKTRA RECORDING'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 Thursday /&lt;br /&gt;MC-5 , Psychedelic Stooges&lt;br /&gt;*Grande Ballroom*&lt;br /&gt;Detroit , MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQnZmTaLWI/AAAAAAAAKrI/pHqgiRZi_uc/s1600-h/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Sturgis_Armory_1968_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869985780378978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQnZmTaLWI/AAAAAAAAKrI/pHqgiRZi_uc/s400/MC5_-_Live_At_The_Sturgis_Armory_1968_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 5 - Live at the Sturgis Armory, Michigan 27th June 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Kick Out The Jams (3:41)&lt;br /&gt;2 Come Together (5:42)&lt;br /&gt;3 Revolutionary Blues (6:16)&lt;br /&gt;4 Rocket Reducer No. 62 (Rama Lama Fa Fa Fa) (6:47)&lt;br /&gt;5 James Brown Medley: Cold Sweat, I Can't Stand Myself, There Was A Time (8:17)&lt;br /&gt;6 Upper Egypt (5:34)&lt;br /&gt;7 Tutti Frutti (1:45)&lt;br /&gt;8 Borderline (3:01)&lt;br /&gt;9 Born Under A Bad Sign (5:01)&lt;br /&gt;10 I Want You (5:57)&lt;br /&gt;11 Starship (7:30)&lt;br /&gt;12 Black To Comm (10:59)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/download/558055750d17fb5c/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153789364/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_5_-_Live_at_The_Sturgis_Armory__Michigan_27th_June_1968_parte2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQm_EOrThI/AAAAAAAAKrA/XAy8TheJp98/s1600-h/Mc5+Sturgis+Armory+27+june+1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869529957125650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQm_EOrThI/AAAAAAAAKrA/XAy8TheJp98/s400/Mc5+Sturgis+Armory+27+june+1968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;JUNE 1968 27 Thursday /&lt;br /&gt;MC-5&lt;br /&gt;*Sturgis Armory*&lt;br /&gt;Sturgis, MI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQmhqdaw_I/AAAAAAAAKq4/0fOnG-WTN9U/s1600-h/MC5_-_Live_At_The_100_Club_London_2003_-_Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256869024823428082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQmhqdaw_I/AAAAAAAAKq4/0fOnG-WTN9U/s400/MC5_-_Live_At_The_100_Club_London_2003_-_Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 6 - 13th March 2003, London 100 Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Sister Anne (6:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Featuring - Lemmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2 Gotta Keep Movin' (4:04)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Featuring - Nicke Andersson, from The Hellacopters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Looking At You (4:08)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Featuring - Dave Vanian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4 Skunk (Sonicly Speaking) (5:25)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153792750/MC5_-_PURITY_ACCURACY__Disc_6_-_Live_at_The_London_100_Club_13th_March_2003.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQk3svwtQI/AAAAAAAAKqw/NFrKXDtH6yM/s1600-h/MC5+Davis+Kramer+Thompson+2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256867204371100930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQk3svwtQI/AAAAAAAAKqw/NFrKXDtH6yM/s400/MC5+Davis+Kramer+Thompson+2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; Michael Davis, Wayne Kramer e Dennis Thompson, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“Em março de 2003, pouco mais de trinta anos após encerrar suas atividades, o MC5 retorna para um show em Londres da maneira mais inusitada e improvável possível. Wayne Kramer viu na capa de uma revista o Justin Timberlake do N’sync usando uma camiseta Levi’s do MC5. A Levi’s lançou uma série de camisetas com desenhos do artista Gary Grimshaw, que era responsável pelo trabalho gráfico do MC5. Foram justamente estes desenhos feitos por ele nos anos sessenta, que o artista havia autorizado o uso pela Levi’s. Kramer quando viu aquilo e soube da história, ficou naquelas: “Se eles pediram autorização para o artista, deveriam ter pedido para banda também, então vamos ter que fazer um acordo”. Ao que parece, não rolou grana na parada. O acordo proposto pela Levi’s foi de que eles organizariam um evento com a banda e eles ganhariam um percentual sobre a venda de produtos relacionados ao show: CDs, DVDs etc.&lt;br /&gt;Na ocasião, Kramer havia deixado claro que aquilo não se tratava de uma volta da banda à ativa. Então, os três membros sobreviventes do grupo reuniram-se em Londres no dia 13 de março de 2003 em um evento para apenas 350 felizardos no 100 Club (um antigo reduto punk situado na Oxford street). No show organizado pela Levi´s, houve inúmeras participações especiais de amigos/fãs ilustres da banda, como Lemmy, do Motörhead, Dave Vanian, do Damned, Nicke Royale, do Hellacopters e Ian Astbury, do Cult. Participaram também do show, os músicos Charles Moore, que gravou alguns metais no álbum High Time, Ralph Buzzy Jones, do Contemporary Jazz Quintet de Detroit e uma cantora de soul chamada Kate O’Brien que interpretou no show a canção “Let me try”, do álbum Back In The U.S.A.. Este show foi registrado e gerou o lançamento do DVD “Sonic Revolution A Celebration Of MC5”.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://polimorfismoperverso.blogspot.com/2008/01/revoluo-snica.html)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Por Luís Gustavo, em polimorfismoperverso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Em memória de Rob Tyner e Fred “Sonic” Smith…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQi4UAsHmI/AAAAAAAAKqo/iACW5tPaHiQ/s1600-h/rob+tyner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256865015887830626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQi4UAsHmI/AAAAAAAAKqo/iACW5tPaHiQ/s400/rob+tyner+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQi0IvMbOI/AAAAAAAAKqg/sV4uim-Q4LU/s1600-h/fred+smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256864944142183650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPQi0IvMbOI/AAAAAAAAKqg/sV4uim-Q4LU/s400/fred+smith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-91744249929790464?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/91744249929790464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=91744249929790464&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/91744249929790464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/91744249929790464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/mc5-purity-accuracy-box-set.html' title='MC5 - Purity Accuracy Box Set'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPRb2ahCSaI/AAAAAAAAKso/Eh2r0sZSRU8/s72-c/MC5+kramer+davis+thompson+tyner+smith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-8954496096669928017</id><published>2008-10-12T01:37:00.038-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:49:50.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground Comix Classix - Young Lust #1, por Bill Griffith e outros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGxUD3f05I/AAAAAAAAKqY/BXFd5Mv5ZHo/s1600-h/bill+griffith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256177198311658386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGxUD3f05I/AAAAAAAAKqY/BXFd5Mv5ZHo/s400/bill+griffith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt; Griffith em momento de intensa reflexão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Griffith (William Henry Jackson Griffith, 20 janeiro de 1944) é um cartunista americano nascido no Brooklyn/ Nova York, conhecido por ter sido um importante representante do movimento de quadrinhos underground, tendo como a São Francisco do início da década de 60 sua maior influência. Cresceu em Levittown/Long Island, onde um de seus vizinhos era o ilustrador de ficção científica Ed Emshwiller , a quem ele credita a influência primordial dos seus interesses no mundo da arte. Inicia sua carreira nos quadrinhos em NY, em 1969; suas primeiras tiras foram publicadas nas revistas “East Village Other” e “Screw magazine”, as quais apresentavam um anfíbio colérico chamado “Mr. The Toad” [ toad = sapo ]. Aventurou-se à S. Francisco em 1970 para integrar o movimento florescente de quadrinhos underground, estabelecendo-se lá até 98. Seu primeiro grande trabalho em quadrinhos incluía “Tales of Toad” e a bem-sucedida série “Young Lust” (da qual foi co-criador, em parceria com o cartunista Jay Kinney, em 70), que parodiava os quadrinhos românticos da época [ “romance comics”, algo próximo das fotonovelas em termos comparativos ].&lt;br /&gt;Foi co-fundador da antologia de quadrinhos “Arcade, The Comics Revue”, com Art Spiegelman, entre 75 e 76; segue como co-editor da mesma por 7 edições. Também é de sua autoria o antológico personagem Zippy, o surreal microcéfalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGxIZubvFI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/f_fxP31aBTQ/s1600-h/scificover+magazine+of+Griffith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256176998020791378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGxIZubvFI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/f_fxP31aBTQ/s400/scificover+magazine+of+Griffith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;As primeiras influências do cartunista; acima revista de Ficção Científica datada de 1957, na qual Bill “viajava” na época. Tinha então 13 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGlFkiDOI/AAAAAAAAKqI/4_P41yG-DP4/s1600-h/arcadelarge.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256130211826765026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGlFkiDOI/AAAAAAAAKqI/4_P41yG-DP4/s400/arcadelarge.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;As 7 edições de “Arcade”, período 1975/76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGcOcikBI/AAAAAAAAKqA/MEDKhHk5Ac4/s1600-h/Arcade+%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256130059590340626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGcOcikBI/AAAAAAAAKqA/MEDKhHk5Ac4/s400/Arcade+%231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;“Arcade” #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers: Aldo Bobbo, Aline Kominsky-Crumb, Art Spiegelman, Bill Griffith, Diane Noomin, George Kuchar, Gilbert Shelton, Harrison Cady, Jay Kinney, Jay Lynch, Justin Green, Kim Deitch, Michael McMillan, Robert Crumb, Will Fowler, Willy Murphy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists: Aldo Bobbo, Aline Kominsky-Crumb, Art Spiegelman, Bill Griffith, Diane Noomin, George Kuchar, Gilbert Shelton, Harrison Cady, Jay Kinney, Jay Lynch, Justin Green, Kim Deitch, Michael McMillan, Robert Crumb, S. Clay Wilson, Willy Murphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGRB58BiI/AAAAAAAAKp4/r545Jn5BGKc/s1600-h/firstzippy+Real+Pulp+Comics+1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256129867245422114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGGRB58BiI/AAAAAAAAKp4/r545Jn5BGKc/s400/firstzippy+Real+Pulp+Comics+1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Acima, a primeira aparição de Zippy, na Real Pulp Comics #1, 1970&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A primeira tira de Zippy apareceu na “Real Pulp” #1 (Print Mint) , em 1970. Era publicada semanalmente em 76, primeiro na “Berkeley Barb” e depois divulgada nacionalmente através da Rip Off Press . Continua sendo publicada em jornais semanalmente até hoje. No caso da tira diária (distribuída pela King Features para mais de 200 jornais pelo mundo), teve seu início em 1986. Zippy é atualmente publicado pela Fantagraphics Books.&lt;br /&gt;Griffith também colaborou com quadrinhos e ilustrações para “National Lampoon’, “High Times”, “The New Yorker”, “The Village Voice” and “The New York Times”, entre outros. Trabalhou com importantes editores underground por toda a década de 70, até os dias de hoje: Print Mint, Last Gasp, Rip Off Press, Kitchen Sink e Fantagraphics Books. Por um curto periodo, Griffith – juntamente com outros artistas, incluindo Art Spiegelman, Kim Deitch, George Evans, Drew Friedman, Jay Lynch, Norman Saunders, Bhob Stewart e Tom Sutton – desenhou Wacky Packages para a Topps Company [“Wacky Packages” é uma série de cartões apresentando paródias de produtos de consumo americanos ]. O bordão “Estamos nos divertindo ainda?” foi creditado a ele em “Bartlett's Familiar Quotations” (Sixteenth Edition, 1992).&lt;br /&gt;Atualmente Bill Griffith vive e trabalha em East Haddam/Connecticut, onde mora com sua esposa, a cartunista Diane Noomin . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;(Adaptação a partir da Wikipedia. Valdirene, gracias!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFqf_enXI/AAAAAAAAKpw/t3X7B5ps310/s1600-h/u-comix+sonderband+bill+griffith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256129205306826098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFqf_enXI/AAAAAAAAKpw/t3X7B5ps310/s400/u-comix+sonderband+bill+griffith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Versão alemã de Zippy, "U-Comix Sonderband" (Bill Griffith/#23), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Volksverlag (Alemanha), 1979&lt;br /&gt;134 pgs., 8 1/4" x 11 3/4", B&amp;amp;W and color. In German.&lt;br /&gt;A produção de Griffith durante sua vida foi algo feito realmente em escala frenética, existem inúmeros trabalhos e parcerias que contam com sua presença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFcGtizoI/AAAAAAAAKpo/hxU08-SIVxI/s1600-h/Young+Lust+Reader+coverylreader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256128958002548354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFcGtizoI/AAAAAAAAKpo/hxU08-SIVxI/s400/Young+Lust+Reader+coverylreader.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Exemplar com as primeiras 3 edições completas de Young Lust,&lt;br /&gt;a antológica “fotonovela” underground. Editada por Bill Griffith e Jay Kinney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“Young Lust 1 é pura sátira. Muitas situações comuns. As risadas são fáceis, quase programadas. E, é claro, o sexo é impressionante, caricatural, brutal. Pretendia ser o outro lado da moeda da paternal e insípida “Girls Romance Comics”, das prateleiras da lanchonete da esquina. Young Lust prometia. Como seu editor, pensei que Young Lust 2 devesse ter menos dependência de uma sátira específica ...muitos artistas atuaram, mostrando enredos cheios de tesão e personagens com substância. Se Young Lust #1 era o reverso do clichê, o 2 foi o reverso do clichê com um lado que se apoiava na "vida real". A sátira no 2 funcionou mais como uma "crítica" social ou cultural, em oposição à larga farsa do 1 [ "farsa" no sentido de uma obra de arte que se vale de um certo grau de comédia entre seus elementos ] Você se divertia, mas quando os risos diminuíam, havia algo a se pensar.” (Griffith)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFIG6SIFI/AAAAAAAAKpg/fwKq-hCeID0/s1600-h/griffy1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256128614458597458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGFIG6SIFI/AAAAAAAAKpg/fwKq-hCeID0/s400/griffy1975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Griffith em 1975, numa foto de autoria da cartunista Diane Noomin, hoje sua companheira.&lt;br /&gt;Atrás dele, um quadro com auto-retratos de diversos cartunistas da fase “Arcade”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Young Lust #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copyright 1971 by Bill Griffith and Jay Kinney. Published by The Company and Sons, San Francisco CA The hilarious best-selling Romance Comics parody in its first issue. Cover and stories by Bill Griffith, with other work by Jay Kinney and a 1-page story by Art Spiegelman. 36 pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGEoJsYtHI/AAAAAAAAKpY/GqcE2_hdxM0/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+001+00+FC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256128065449800818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGEoJsYtHI/AAAAAAAAKpY/GqcE2_hdxM0/s400/YOUNG+LUST+001+00+FC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/153159113/various_-_young_lust_t1__en_.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256127763748507682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGEWlxMUCI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/bJMRmN25BbQ/s400/YOUNG+LUST+001+00+IFC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SPGEK77ubZI/AAAAAAAAKpI/ELGbQRkec8k/s1600-h/YOUNG+LUST+001+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256127563539836306" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNuuobyQI/AAAAAAAAKmI/RRVoACWBH40/s400/Jim_Morrison.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stevenson – O que você acha de grupos como Stones e Alice Cooper?&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – Gosto de pessoas que gostam de sacudir o público e deixá-lo numa posição desconfortável. Um jovem amigo meu, Iggy (Pop), é demais.&lt;br /&gt;Stevenson – Mas não teria sido exatamente isso que a imprensa fez com você, tornando-o, aos olhos de todos, um terremoto que choca as pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – A imprensa sempre faz isso.&lt;br /&gt;Stevenson – Mas isso refere-se mais à imagem do que, à pessoa que está agindo.&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – Atualmente, gosto de tudo o que leio. Claro que me refiro aos que escrevem sobre mim. Estamos mais interessados em nós mesmos e nas pessoas que nos cercam. Mas a imprensa concentrou-se demasiadamente nos meus genitais e esqueceu-se de que, além de ser um saudável macho jovem, com braços, pernas, tórax, olhos e nariz, tinha também um cerebelo...E mesmo equipado completamente com a cabeça, existem ainda outras coisas além. É isso que penso...&lt;br /&gt;Stevenson - A sensibilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – O equipamento completo.&lt;br /&gt;Stevenson - Qual sua opinião sobre o amor?&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – Bem. O amor é um punhado de estratagemas que possuímos para preencher o vão da vacuidade. Tenho dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(Trecho da entrevista concedida por Morrison para Salli Stevenson, em 1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNlhUjCfI/AAAAAAAAKmA/mwvYPBM3aRk/s1600-h/the+lords+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253956484787800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNlhUjCfI/AAAAAAAAKmA/mwvYPBM3aRk/s400/the+lords+book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorush – Me interessou muito algo que você diz no livro “The Lords”: “O apelo do cinema reside no medo da morte”, poderia explicar isso?&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – Não falo em arte em geral, mas refiro-me principalmente aos filmes. As pessoas têm de confirmar suas próprias existências. Muitas coisas tornam-se mais reais se são fotografadas e criam uma aura de vida na tela. Mas esses pequenos aforismos que estão em The Lords, se pudesse dizê-los de outra maneira, eu diria. Seriam mutilados. Não os tomei muito a sério. Escrevi a maior parte deles quando estudava cinema na UCLA. Era na verdade uma tese de estética. Não estava preparado naquela época para fazer filmes, porém o estava para escrever sobre o assunto.&lt;br /&gt;Muitas passagens (principalmente aquelas que dizem respeito ao xamanismo) tornaram-se proféticas alguns anos mais tarde. Não tinha a menor idéia sobre o que estava dizendo quando os criei.&lt;br /&gt;Chorush – No final de “The Lords” você define os Lords como pessoas que controlam as artes.&lt;br /&gt;Morrison – É estranho, mas de certa forma foi isso que pensei. Não necessariamente detêm o controle das artes. Este livro está repleto do sentimento de falta de poder e de auxílio que têm as pessoas frente à realidade. Não têm o poder de controle sobre os eventos ou suas próprias vidas. Alguém sempre os está controlando. A realidade mais próxima a que têm acesso é um aparelho de televisão. Quando criei a noção de Lords pensei na oposição total a isso. Para mim, os Lords representam algo completamente diferente. Não posso explicar. Os Lords são uma raça romântica de pessoas que encontraram um meio de direcionar seu comportamento e suas próprias vidas. São totalmente diferentes das demais pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Trecho da entrevista que Jim Morrison concedeu a Bob Choruch, do Los Angeles Free Press, em 1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnSecHLNkI/AAAAAAAAKmY/mjhAWovax8g/s1600-h/The-Doors-Live-In-Boston-19-406450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253961860688590402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnSecHLNkI/AAAAAAAAKmY/mjhAWovax8g/s400/The-Doors-Live-In-Boston-19-406450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“The Doors LIVE IN BOSTON 1970 captura a legendária turnê de 1970 e o show na Boston Arena, no dia 10 de abril. Naquela ocasião, a banda comandada por Jim Morrison tocou duas vezes e em ambas levantou o público presente e hoje se transformou nesse CD triplo. Na primeira parte da gravação nós podemos ouvir o primeiro show na íntegra, incluíndo clássicos como Roadhouse Blues, When The Music's Over e Light My Fire.&lt;br /&gt;O segundo show é maior e ocupou dois cds. Além dos mesmos sucessos acima, outras músicas do sensacional repertório do grupo marcam presença, como Break On Through, Back Door Man e até Adolf Hitler, esta com uma performance memorável de Morrison. Rumores na época davam conta que o cantor estaria completamente drogado durante as duas apresentações. Ninguém sabe ao certo, mas quem viu vídeos da noite afirma que poucas vezes na história um músico bebeu tanto durante um show. Registro imperdível.” (&lt;a href="http://musig.blig.ig.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Musig)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNb_UclGI/AAAAAAAAKl4/rtlHlrzyDpE/s1600-h/the+doors+live+in+boston+1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253956321041749090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNb_UclGI/AAAAAAAAKl4/rtlHlrzyDpE/s400/the+doors+live+in+boston+1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 1 - First Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start [1:44]&lt;br /&gt;2. All Right, All Right, All Right [0:13]&lt;br /&gt;3. Howling &amp;amp; Moaning [0:40]&lt;br /&gt;4. Roadhouse Moan [0:34]&lt;br /&gt;5. Roadhouse Blues [4:48]&lt;br /&gt;6. Ship Of Fools [6:34]&lt;br /&gt;7. Alabama Song (Whisky Bar) [2:02]&lt;br /&gt;8. Back Door Man [2:17]&lt;br /&gt;9. Five To One [10:26]&lt;br /&gt;10. When The Music's Over [15:00]&lt;br /&gt;11. Rock Me [7:03]&lt;br /&gt;12. Mystery Train [7:15]&lt;br /&gt;13. Away In India [1:54]&lt;br /&gt;14. Crossroads [5:14]&lt;br /&gt;15. Prelude to Wake Up! [0:48]&lt;br /&gt;16. Wake Up! [1:33]&lt;br /&gt;17. Light My Fire [12:07]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/151293307/TD_LiveBoston1970_cd1-1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/151299051/TD_LiveBoston1970_cd1-2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnMwmAerRI/AAAAAAAAKlo/VCKOVS5Y04U/s1600-h/Doors+book+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253955575512739090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnMwmAerRI/AAAAAAAAKlo/VCKOVS5Y04U/s400/Doors+book+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 2 - Second Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start [1:22]&lt;br /&gt;2. Break On Through [8:12]&lt;br /&gt;3. I Believe In Democracy [0:33]&lt;br /&gt;4. When The Music's Over [14:19]&lt;br /&gt;5. Roadhouse Blues [5:53]&lt;br /&gt;6. The Spy [5:43]&lt;br /&gt;7. Alabama Song (Whisky Bar) [1:40]&lt;br /&gt;8. Back Door Man [2:27]&lt;br /&gt;9. Five to One [7:05]&lt;br /&gt;10. Astrology Rap [0:38]&lt;br /&gt;11. Build Me A Woman [4:18]&lt;br /&gt;12. You Make Me Real [2:58]&lt;br /&gt;13. Wait A Minute! [0:52]&lt;br /&gt;14. Mystery Train [8:26]&lt;br /&gt;15. Away In India [2:27]&lt;br /&gt;16. Crossroads [3:21]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/151309286/TD_LiveBoston1970_cd2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnMa8Mt2pI/AAAAAAAAKlg/f01z1Hhyh3w/s1600-h/Doors+book+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253955203512523410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnMa8Mt2pI/AAAAAAAAKlg/f01z1Hhyh3w/s400/Doors+book+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 3 - Second Show Continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Band Intros [0:35]&lt;br /&gt;2. Adolf Hitler [0:23]&lt;br /&gt;3. Light My Fire [5:47]&lt;br /&gt;4. Fever [0:23]&lt;br /&gt;5. Summertime [7:26]&lt;br /&gt;6. St. James Infirmary Blues [0:49]&lt;br /&gt;7. Graveyard Poem [1:13]&lt;br /&gt;8. Light My Fire [1:45]&lt;br /&gt;9. More, More, More! [0:19]&lt;br /&gt;10. Ladies &amp;amp; Gentlemen [0:13]&lt;br /&gt;11. We Can't Instigate [0:13]&lt;br /&gt;12. They Want More [1:16]&lt;br /&gt;13. Been Down So Long [6:46]&lt;br /&gt;14. Power Turned Off [9:08]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/151286158/TD_LiveBoston1970_cd3.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnL_qwPBnI/AAAAAAAAKlY/tR0cW13QNL8/s1600-h/Doors+book+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253954734973191794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnL_qwPBnI/AAAAAAAAKlY/tR0cW13QNL8/s400/Doors+book+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-8536960926066249131?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/8536960926066249131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=8536960926066249131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8536960926066249131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/8536960926066249131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/doors-live-boston-arena-10041970.html' title='The Doors -  Live in Boston Arena, 10/04/1970'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOnNuuobyQI/AAAAAAAAKmI/RRVoACWBH40/s72-c/Jim_Morrison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-1062692761556490859</id><published>2008-10-04T05:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:33:35.301-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Penthouse Comics I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scan’s Credits: Humperdido&lt;br /&gt;Thanks brother, fantastic work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcpyWu9RcI/AAAAAAAAKiA/SJqjczNhd18/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253213435423704514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcpyWu9RcI/AAAAAAAAKiA/SJqjczNhd18/s400/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Penthouse Comix, revista ilustrada comercializada em grande escala no estilo história em quadrinhos, era uma publicação da General Media International, empresa dona da revista Penthouse. Durou por um período moderadamente longo (quatro anos / 35 edições). Fundada pelos escritores George Caragonne (antes da “Marvel Comics”) e Horatio Weisfeld (mais tarde da “Heavy Metal”), a P.C. pagava valores consideráveis apresentando o trabalho de alguns dos melhores artistas da área, incluindo Adam Hughes, Arthur Suydam, Beachum, Richard Corben, Tony Salmons, Garry Leach, Kevin Nowlan, Horacio Altuna, Gray Morrow e outros.&lt;br /&gt;A revista começou como uma série de pequenas seqüências de histórias na revista Penthouse. Isto incluía o trabalho de um dos artistas favoritos dos fãs de quadrinhos, Adam Hughes, e também do excelente artista inglês Garry Leach, que antes trabalhara com Alan Moore no Miracleman. Depois que as primeiras seções “Penthouse Comix” apareceram, o editor Bob Guccione contou a Caragonne e Weisfeld que pretendia ampliá-las a uma revista individual. A primeira edição, brilhosa e com 96 páginas em 4 cores, surgiu na primavera de 94, apresentando o trabalho de Hughes, Leach, Kevin Nowlan, Mike Harris, Arthur Suydam, Jordan Raskin, Horacio Altuna, and Milo Minara. Foi um sucesso imediato, sendo atualmente item de colecionadores; desde então, outras edições de boa qualidade foram surgindo.&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras edições evitaram o sexo “hardcore” em favor da nudez de classificação R-rated (R-rated: apropriada para menores de 17 somente quando supervisionados por adulto) e humor satírico. Sob esse ponto de vista, Caragonne esteve além de seu tempo e antecipou as “lad mags” (revista masculina sobre sexo e esportes destinada ao público jovem) de hoje, como a Maxim, Stuff e FHM . Guccione não apreciou isto e pediu material mais “hard”, e a expansão para uma linha de três revistas completas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcplO7XuKI/AAAAAAAAKh4/B1DljEuIXqs/s1600-h/bob+guccione-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253213209989986466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcplO7XuKI/AAAAAAAAKh4/B1DljEuIXqs/s400/bob+guccione-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333300;"&gt;Guccione: pressão por cenas de sexo mais fortes na revista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcpbfgsGsI/AAAAAAAAKhw/4nt6g-XKqFg/s1600-h/men%27s+adventure+comics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253213042642787010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcpbfgsGsI/AAAAAAAAKhw/4nt6g-XKqFg/s400/men%27s+adventure+comics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333300;"&gt;“Men’s Adventures Comix”, uma das publicações posteriores apresentadas por Caragonne seguindo a meta de Guccione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sob pressão, Caragonne, que era tido como imprevisível e rude pelos amigos, mergulhou fundo nas drogas pesadas; acabou por forçar o editor Weisfeld a se retirar, o qual tinha uma força estabilizadora com os artistas freelance, administrando difíceis questões de publicação.&lt;br /&gt;Desde então, problemas pessoais com talento e produção pioraram. Ao longo dos meses seguintes, Caragonne recrutou meia dúzia de novos empregados produzindo as revistas adicionais Men's Adventure Comix and Penthouse Max , como havia sido pedido por Guccione. Estas eram de qualidade muito irregular, e receberam muito pouco do entusiasmo inicial com que as primeiras edições da Penthouse Comix foram saudadas. Baixas vendas e prazos perdidos irritaram o editor.&lt;br /&gt;No verão de 95, Caragonne sofre acusações de ordem financeira e também por seu contínuo abuso de drogas., o que resulta em sua demissão da Penthouse. Seis dias depois comete suicídio pulando do alto de um hotel em Nova York. Mark McClellan , uma das pessoas trazidas para substituir Weisfeld, sucedeu Caragonne. Porém, não durou tanto como ele, sendo rapidamente despedido pela Penthouse. Também se suicida.&lt;br /&gt;A General Media então toma o controle de suas publicações de quadrinhos (do grupo do falecido Caragonne) e nomeia Dave Elliott (antes editor da “Tundra” e “A1”). A linha Penthouse Comix é então reduzida novamente a uma revista, que continuou sob o repertório que Caragonne tinha acumulado depois da saída de Weisfeld. Elliott conseguiu segurar a onda por mais 15-20 edições, até que o projeto foi definitivamente cancelado em meados de 98. A General Media foi à falência pouco tempo em seguida. As últimas edições da Penthouse Comix apresentam alguns excelentes trabalhos de George Freeman e Tony Salmons, dentre outros. (Wikipedia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333300;"&gt;Pois é folks...as pressões do mercado editorial são tão duras quanto a ação de um carrasco manipulando seus objetos de tortura, algumas vezes. Eu fico imaginando no caso desses caras, com um puta potencial. Eu mesma conheço vários por aqui, na minha região,os quais infelizmente não são valorizados. Muitas vezes o cara até quer seguir uma determinada linhagem de roteiro, Arte, etc, mas chega o manda-chuva da coisa e impõe um determinado estilo...deve ser frustrante pra caralho, mas e agora... Nisso, começam a chover críticas “ah, mas fulano está fazendo um trabalho totalmente contrário ao seu estilo original, etc”. O foda é que criticar todo mundo sabe, agora dar um money ou arrumar uma proposta melhor pra pessoa ninguém quer...&lt;br /&gt;E há também aquele caso, quando algo desanda na vida pessoal a ponto de deixar o artista atordoado e com crises de inspiração. É a mesma porra, todo mundo mete o pau sem dó pois a “máquina não pode parar”. Portanto, é totalmente compreensível que muitos deles entrem em depressão tão profunda, que nem consigam mais retomar as coisas. Não falo isso em relação ao cara do texto não, falo por muitos artistas que vejo batalhando arduamente por um lugar ao Sol e passam por toda uma série de frustrações e processos de invisibilidade no mercado. É realmente muito foda quando a pessoa sabe que tem uma enorme capacidade, e no entanto não há o devido reconhecimento, por mais que exponha. Não é a toa que muitos se enchem e resolvem meter as caras, pelo intermédio das células de publicação alternativas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Pesquisa, tradução e adaptação: parceria de Neide&amp;amp;Valdirene, thanks again and again and again sister!! Já vi que tu pegou gosto pela coisa...rss ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcouzFdOuI/AAAAAAAAKho/0KmWDicw-ME/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253212274803161826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcouzFdOuI/AAAAAAAAKho/0KmWDicw-ME/s400/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Penthouse Comix #1&lt;br /&gt;Cover Date: 1-May-1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st appearance Hericane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Captain Adventure, Part 1; Hotblooded; Scion, Part 1; The Hunter; Libby in the Lost World; Bethlehem Steele, Part 1; Pirate Hearts; Doctor Dare and the Spear of Destiny, Part 1; The Right Man for the Job; Hotblood: Rematch; Right Place, Wrong Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers: George Caragonne, Ray Weisfeld, Horatio Altuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists: Adam Hughes, Kevin Nowlan, Arthur Suydam, Gary Leach, Mike Harris, Jordan Raskin, Horatio Altuna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/150715708/Quadrinhos_penthouse_comix_vol2__01.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOWNLOAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcU6-1lurI/AAAAAAAAKhg/6gHMFOjjeJs/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253190493883710130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcU6-1lurI/AAAAAAAAKhg/6gHMFOjjeJs/s400/009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUyirYFAI/AAAAAAAAKhY/RHwztgXXQAE/s1600-h/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253190348885726210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUyirYFAI/AAAAAAAAKhY/RHwztgXXQAE/s400/012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUqagUdWI/AAAAAAAAKhQ/rps-cwQ4SKo/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253190209252914530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUqagUdWI/AAAAAAAAKhQ/rps-cwQ4SKo/s400/021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUiKKOtNI/AAAAAAAAKhI/8hp2LCnS6eE/s1600-h/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253190067426342098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUiKKOtNI/AAAAAAAAKhI/8hp2LCnS6eE/s400/022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcUae1qJfI/AAAAAAAAKhA/FebMjpiklr4/s1600-h/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253189935538251250" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOb7biwfUDI/AAAAAAAAKdA/ozkfkDirxk0/s400/087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOb7TsqotXI/AAAAAAAAKc4/C06lHmxJGw8/s1600-h/088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253162331200337266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOb7TsqotXI/AAAAAAAAKc4/C06lHmxJGw8/s400/088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-1062692761556490859?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1062692761556490859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=1062692761556490859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1062692761556490859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1062692761556490859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/penthouse-comics-i.html' title='Penthouse Comics I'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOcpyWu9RcI/AAAAAAAAKiA/SJqjczNhd18/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-1040295444965855717</id><published>2008-10-02T20:57:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:20:27.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles from India: A celebration of Miles Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVirJpTbdI/AAAAAAAAKcw/ERuR4f7v-4U/s1600-h/badal+roy+tabla+player+in+Miles+from+India.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252713033860607442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVirJpTbdI/AAAAAAAAKcw/ERuR4f7v-4U/s400/badal+roy+tabla+player+in+Miles+from+India.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;Badal Roy e sua tabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Miles … from India” é um CD duplo lançado pela Times Square Records, co-produzido por Bob Belden e Louiz Banks, que recupera temas familiares do repertório de Miles Davis a partir dos discos “Bitches Brew”, “In a Silent Way” e “Kind of Blue” com uma sensibilidade do tipo "o Oriente encontra o Ocidente". O projeto envolve duas dezenas de músicos dos Estados Unidos e India— entre eles muitos ex-companheiros das bandas de Davis — que gravaram em estúdios ao redor do mundo. Foram incluídos os clássicos “All Blues,” “Spanish Key,” “So What,” “It's About That Time” e “Jean Pierre.”&lt;br /&gt;Instrumentos indianos são misturados com o trompete surdinado e saxofones, soando com guitarras elétricas e suingando com baixo elétrico, piano, baixo acústico e bateria em uma fusão de música clássica indiana e o jazz. Gravado em Mumbai e Madras, na India , e Nova York, Chicago e Los Angeles, a música de “Miles ... From India” foi interpretada por músicos clássicos e jazzistas da India com a companhia de músicos que gravaram ou se apresentaram com Miles Davis no período de cinco décadas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOViLH-gWeI/AAAAAAAAKco/9GUZ5_DBUJ0/s1600-h/da+esquerda+pra+dir.+PeteCoseyWallaceRoneyeBadalRoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252712483656849890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOViLH-gWeI/AAAAAAAAKco/9GUZ5_DBUJ0/s400/da+esquerda+pra+dir.+PeteCoseyWallaceRoneyeBadalRoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;da esquerda pra dir. Pete Cosey, Wallace Roney e Badal Roy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos músicos que trabalharam com Miles Davis, e que participarão do projeto, estão relacionados os saxofonistas Dave Liebman (1972-74) e Gary Bartz (1970-71), os guitarristas Mike Stern (1981-84), Pete Cosey (1973-76) e John McLaughlin (1969-72), os baixistas Ron Carter (1963-69), Michael Henderson (1970-76), Marcus Miller (1981-1984), Benny Rietveld (1987-91), os tecladistas Chick Corea (1968-72), Adam Holzman (1985-87) e Robert Irving III (1980-88), os bateristas Jimmy Cobb (1968-63), Leon “Ndugu” Chancler (1971), Lenny White (1969) e Vince Wilburn (1981, 1984-1987) , além de Badal Roy (1972-3), que toca tabla. O contingente de músicos indianos tem a seguinte representação : o tecladista Louiz Banks, o baterista Gino Banks, o altoísta Rudresh Mahanthappa,que nasceu nos Estados Unidos, o citarista Ravi Chari, V. Selvaganesh, que toca “khanjira”; o bandolinista U. Shrinivas; Brij Narain, no “sarod”; Dilshad Khan ,no “sarangi”; Sridhar Parthasarathy, no “mridangam”; o baterista Ranjit Barot , os percussionistas Taufiq Qureshi e A. Sivamani , o flautista Rakesh Chaurasia e os vocalistas Shankar Mahadevan e Sikkil Gurucharan .”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sojazz.org.br/2008/01/oriente-ocidente-miles-from-india-cd.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Resenha da Sociedade para apreciação do Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVh4N7KLAI/AAAAAAAAKcg/ukvKUxMXbW0/s1600-h/miles+from+india+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252712158835911682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVh4N7KLAI/AAAAAAAAKcg/ukvKUxMXbW0/s400/miles+from+india+front.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1. Spanish Key&lt;br /&gt;2. All Blues&lt;br /&gt;3. Ife(fast)&lt;br /&gt;4. In a Silent Way&lt;br /&gt;5. It's About That Time&lt;br /&gt;6. Jean Pierre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/150353687/MilesDavisTribute_MilesFromIndia_part1-1.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/150364983/MilesDavisTribute_MilesFromIndia_part1-2.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVhJz9Sk5I/AAAAAAAAKcY/ih1DmmhPhcs/s1600-h/miles+trumpet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252711361591546770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVhJz9Sk5I/AAAAAAAAKcY/ih1DmmhPhcs/s400/miles+trumpet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disc 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. So What&lt;br /&gt;2. Miles Runs The Voodoo Down&lt;br /&gt;3. Blue In Green&lt;br /&gt;4. Great Expectations&lt;br /&gt;5. lfe (slow)&lt;br /&gt;6. Miles From Índia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/150344862/MilesDavisTribute_MilesFromIndia_part2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-1040295444965855717?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/1040295444965855717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=1040295444965855717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1040295444965855717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/1040295444965855717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/miles-from-india-celebration-of-miles.html' title='Miles from India: A celebration of Miles Davis'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOVirJpTbdI/AAAAAAAAKcw/ERuR4f7v-4U/s72-c/badal+roy+tabla+player+in+Miles+from+India.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-5252665069688656031</id><published>2008-10-02T16:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:34:38.184-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Renda-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOUnWjdRJCI/AAAAAAAAKcQ/gJwZpjumqZE/s1600-h/newton+helmut+137-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252647808826156066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOUnWjdRJCI/AAAAAAAAKcQ/gJwZpjumqZE/s400/newton+helmut+137-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo by Helmut Newton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Renda-se, como eu me rendi. Mergulhe no que você não conhece como eu mergulhei. Não se preocupe em entender, viver ultrapassa qualquer entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209723576186278680-5252665069688656031?l=enochhaym.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/feeds/5252665069688656031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=209723576186278680&amp;postID=5252665069688656031&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/5252665069688656031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/209723576186278680/posts/default/5252665069688656031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enochhaym.blogspot.com/2008/10/renda-se.html' title='Renda-se'/><author><name>Neide</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15326066709286297279</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/RnCKzyvPvqI/AAAAAAAABhk/ho57KBDkk_0/s400/sol+e+lua.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOUnWjdRJCI/AAAAAAAAKcQ/gJwZpjumqZE/s72-c/newton+helmut+137-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209723576186278680.post-4180926365559403689</id><published>2008-09-30T15:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:44:31.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles Davis -  Live at Tivoli Konsertsal, Copenhagen (08/11/1971)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apresentação muito foda do Miles, a qualidade do áudio está boa!&lt;br /&gt;Ouça e sinta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJtFKnX_zI/AAAAAAAAKcI/9qfaOdvdBN0/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+58-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251880050983698226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJtFKnX_zI/AAAAAAAAKcI/9qfaOdvdBN0/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+58-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJtBPfY57I/AAAAAAAAKcA/1hZVyIhFLlU/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+57-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879983572903858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJtBPfY57I/AAAAAAAAKcA/1hZVyIhFLlU/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+57-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJs-Bt5piI/AAAAAAAAKb4/YFW1fMV-a34/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+56-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879928336066082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJs-Bt5piI/AAAAAAAAKb4/YFW1fMV-a34/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+56-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJs6_QL7tI/AAAAAAAAKbw/3L_0J9cuBAo/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+54-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251879876134956754" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJqEGPTSwI/AAAAAAAAKYA/QVLPjNpNy9I/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+07-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp515gb-I/AAAAAAAAKXw/S9baJUi_noE/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+06-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876557909159906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp515gb-I/AAAAAAAAKXw/S9baJUi_noE/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+06-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp3Savz-I/AAAAAAAAKXo/mvk_7pl7-j8/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+03-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876514025164770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp3Savz-I/AAAAAAAAKXo/mvk_7pl7-j8/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+03-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp0LdjwCI/AAAAAAAAKXg/1_cXfaaoGnU/s1600-h/miles+copenhague+1971+01-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251876460618301474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oGg-5rClQbo/SOJp0LdjwCI/AAAAAAAAKXg/1_cXfaaoGnU/s400/miles+copenhague+1971+01-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 Directions 13:50&lt;br /&gt;2 Honky Tonk 10:35&lt;br /&gt;3 What I Say 14:24&lt;br /&gt;4 Sanctuary 03:49&lt;br /&gt;5 It's About That Time 13:39&lt;br /&gt;6 Yesternow 13:25&lt;br /&gt;7 Funky Tonk 18:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Miles Davis (tpt)&lt;br /&gt;Gary Bartz (ss, as)&lt;br /&gt;Keith Jarrett (el-p, org)&lt;br /&gt;Michael Henderson (el-b)&lt;br /&gt;Ndugu Leon Chancler (d)&lt;br /&gt;Charles Don Alias (cga, perc)&lt;br /&gt;James Mtume Forman (cga, perc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/149738397/MD_LiveatTivoliKonsertsal_Copenhagen_November_8_1971_part1.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/149753357/MD_LiveatTivoliKonsertsal_Copenhagen_November_8_1971_part2.rar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&l
