tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454367004809064852011-04-21T21:06:51.989-07:00Um blog de variedades. Como o artista.maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-13641025650058646632007-04-11T06:23:00.000-07:002007-04-11T06:28:16.570-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;">É parte de uma fantástica letra de uma fantástica música... daquelas que nos ficam "in repeat"...se quiserem podem completá-la...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>"...Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Voices in me head...ooh, voices</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>I got scratches, all over my arms</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>One for each day, since I fell apart</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>I did...oh, what I had to do, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>if there was a reason, it was you..."</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-1364102565005864663?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-19772562926148164522007-04-11T06:20:00.000-07:002007-04-11T06:23:22.568-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Está dito. Se por acaso entrarem numa casa de banho, como eu entrei e virem isto escrito na porta, já sabem o que devem fazer, como eu soube...(ou não...)</strong></span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/Rhzg24uSxgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XYzcnIEhhOk/s1600-h/12-02-07_2029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052160115546965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/Rhzg24uSxgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XYzcnIEhhOk/s320/12-02-07_2029.jpg" width="262" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-1977256292614816452?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-5574460401690563602007-04-10T05:56:00.000-07:002007-04-10T06:02:06.863-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/RhuJn4uSxeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-cShmlXW8J8/s1600-h/814211.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051782725360600546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/RhuJn4uSxeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-cShmlXW8J8/s200/814211.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><strong>Prémio de Variedades:</strong> Viagem pelo histórico eléctrico de Sintra que faz a ligação entre a Vila e a Praia das Maçãs. </div><div align="justify"></div><p><strong>Ponto de Ordem "Quem é o artista" :</strong> O prémio será atríbuido de acordo com dois critérios: </p><ul><li><div align="justify">prioridade na resposta. </div></li><li><div align="justify">demonstração de conhecimento do artista de variedades e isso deixo ao vosso critério...pode passar pelo nome de album, sugestão de outras músicas, artistas parecidos, onde ouviram pela primeira vez...enfim sejam convincentes;)</div></li></ul><p>Estes dois critérios são analisados em conjunto durante cada mês. <strong>Um mês, um prémio.<br /></strong>Boa sorte em estrangeiro! </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-557446040169056360?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-41226165478518471092007-04-08T06:50:00.000-07:002007-04-08T07:04:00.939-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Este artista entre outras coisas, tem também uma Red Right Hand...fantástica por sinal</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Breahtless</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">"It’s up in the morning and on the downs</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Little white clouds like gambolling lambs</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And I am breathless over you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And the red-breasted robin beats his wings</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">His throat it trembles when he sings</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For he is helpless before you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The happy hooded bluebells bow</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And bend their heads all a-down</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Heavied by the early morning dew</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">At the whispering stream, at the bubbling brook</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The fishes leap up to take a look</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For they are breathless over you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Still your hands, And still your heart, For still your face comes shining through</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And all the morning glows anew</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Still your mind, Still your soul For still, the fare of love is true</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And I am breathless without you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The wind circles among the trees</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And it bangs about the new-made leaves</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For it is breathless without you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The fox chases the rabbit round</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The rabbit hides beneath the ground</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For he is defenceless without you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The sky of daytime dies away</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And all the earthly things they stop to play</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">For we are all breathless without you</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">I listen to my juddering bones</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">The blood in my veins and the wind in my lungs</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And I am breathless without you</span></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Still your hands And still your heart For still your face comes shining through</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And all the morning glows anew </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Still your soul, Still your mind Still, the fire of love is true </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">And I am breathless without you" </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-4122616547851847109?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-62005906034400724322007-04-08T06:45:00.000-07:002007-04-08T06:50:05.421-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Quando há blablablaaaaa......Chiuuuu....</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/Rhjyf_3rakI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BFNb8W7nsrg/s1600-h/12-02-07_2346.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051053613630843458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/Rhjyf_3rakI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BFNb8W7nsrg/s320/12-02-07_2346.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-6200590603440072432?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-91474524433757920792007-04-07T06:33:00.000-07:002007-04-07T06:54:06.701-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">"Good times for a change</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">See, the luck I've had</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Can make a good man</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Turn bad</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">So please please please</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Let me, let me, let me</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Let me get what I want</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">This time</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Haven't had a dream in a long time</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">See, the life I've had</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Can make a good man bad</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">So for once in my life</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Let me get what I want</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Lord knows, it would be the first time</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Lord knows, it would be the first time"<br /><br /><br /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-9147452443375792079?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-945436700480906485.post-78070669799177533302007-04-07T06:12:00.000-07:002007-04-07T06:32:11.340-07:00<strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>E se alguém perguntar....</strong><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050675355861084722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cdXg2ugajAM/Rheaef3rajI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Pb8mV2fETSk/s320/25-03-07_1946.jpg" width="277" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/945436700480906485-7807066979917753330?l=somblogsom.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maximiliano do mexicohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07684095667095012894noreply@blogger.com0