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href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2011/05/irregularidade-acontece-neste-blogue.html' title='Irregularidade'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/M2tIj4Jd_R0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1974033733112368740</id><published>2011-03-22T23:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:22:44.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Austeridade Dylanesca</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="415" height="334" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6EeMGkWAdds" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2011/03/youtube-video-player.html' title='Austeridade Dylanesca'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6EeMGkWAdds/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5171752239361330947</id><published>2011-01-27T00:31:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-01-27T00:52:58.785Z</updated><title type='text'>Next Big Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TUC9FUWtphI/AAAAAAAAAmc/OEI0REOosw0/s1600/salto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566657038490904082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TUC9FUWtphI/AAAAAAAAAmc/OEI0REOosw0/s320/salto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamam-se SALTO e são uma das boas promessas&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;da música portuguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As influências estão lá (XX, Ornatos...) e são respeitáveis, mas é aquilo que se antevê nas entrelinhas musicais que impressiona e que adivinha a criação de um trabalho vibrante e original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tempo Que Mudou" e "Por Ti Demais" são óptimas canções pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouvir aqui - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/saltopt"&gt;www.myspace.com/saltopt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ver &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GIlhdL9GEQw"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; o teste do metro (todas as grandes músicas começam no metro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5171752239361330947?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TUC9FUWtphI/AAAAAAAAAmc/OEI0REOosw0/s72-c/salto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5490711433367903053</id><published>2011-01-15T00:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-15T00:36:07.487Z</updated><title type='text'>Kanye Runaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bm5iA4Zupek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bm5iA4Zupek?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;Isto é muito, muito, muito bom. O dinheiro ao serviço do bom gosto dá nisto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span &gt;Aconselha-se vivamente a versão longa de "Runaway". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jg5wkZ-dJXA&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5490711433367903053?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5490711433367903053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5490711433367903053' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5490711433367903053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5490711433367903053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2011/01/kanye-runaway.html' title='Kanye Runaway'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7870942558399251729</id><published>2010-12-31T00:12:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:30:33.908Z</updated><title type='text'>10 Discos Em 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TR0gjqQndvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/mEtarRQFBA8/s1600/HA_FESTA_NA_MORADIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556633312256554738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TR0gjqQndvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/mEtarRQFBA8/s320/HA_FESTA_NA_MORADIA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tempo de listas, de tudo e de nada, apresento uma escolha possível para o que de melhor ouvi em 2010. Aqui ficam 10 discos que tiveram dificuldade em sair da aparelhagem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire - &lt;em&gt;The Suburbs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B Fachada - &lt;em&gt;B Fachada É Pra Meninos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B Fachada - &lt;em&gt;Há Festa Na Moradia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beach House - &lt;em&gt;Teen Dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diabo Na Cruz - &lt;em&gt;Virou! + Combate EP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lula Pena - &lt;em&gt;Troubadour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The National - &lt;em&gt;High Violet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Walkmen - &lt;em&gt;Lisbon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiago Guillul - &lt;em&gt;V&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vampire Weekend - &lt;em&gt;Contra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7870942558399251729?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7870942558399251729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7870942558399251729' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7870942558399251729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7870942558399251729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-discos-em-2010.html' title='10 Discos Em 2010'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TR0gjqQndvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/mEtarRQFBA8/s72-c/HA_FESTA_NA_MORADIA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3679933069035581114</id><published>2010-12-01T15:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-01T15:36:14.847Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TPZn5Jfc-8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/TNT0Q6VhBU0/s1600/neil%2Byoung%2Blp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545734222651390914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TPZn5Jfc-8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/TNT0Q6VhBU0/s320/neil%2Byoung%2Blp.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"De pouco se faz muito."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Voz, guitarra eléctrica, guitarra acústica e um produtor, fazem um dos melhores discos do ano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Noise&lt;/em&gt; é Neil Young em modo minimalista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/neilyoungchannel"&gt;NEIL YOUNG CHANNEL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neilyoung.com/"&gt;NEIL'S GARAGE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3679933069035581114?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3679933069035581114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3679933069035581114' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3679933069035581114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3679933069035581114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/12/com-pouco-se-faz-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TPZn5Jfc-8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/TNT0Q6VhBU0/s72-c/neil%2Byoung%2Blp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5098200428025569428</id><published>2010-10-14T01:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T01:45:55.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLZRQAPGfEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/O5WQM_OQZiU/s1600/cover500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527694928026958914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLZRQAPGfEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/O5WQM_OQZiU/s320/cover500.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.folkways.si.edu/albumdetails.aspx?itemid=2100"&gt;Struggle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (1941), Woody Guthrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um disco para os tempos que se avizinham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5098200428025569428?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5098200428025569428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5098200428025569428' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5098200428025569428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5098200428025569428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/10/luta.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLZRQAPGfEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/O5WQM_OQZiU/s72-c/cover500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5718805387455619402</id><published>2010-10-10T15:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T15:59:24.433+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solomon Burke | 1940-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLHQNBcQUxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_0z-NCSjdBw/s1600/SolomonBurke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526427139904131858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLHQNBcQUxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_0z-NCSjdBw/s320/SolomonBurke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;/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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira vez que ouvi falar de Solomon Burke foi em 2002 com o disco &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0bsWl-GnOo"&gt;"Don't Give Up On Me"&lt;/a&gt;. Na verdade, foram os autores das canções que me despertaram para o álbum; gente ilustre como Tom Waits, Bob Dylan, Van Morrison, entre outros. Mas a voz que lá encontrei foi um dos melhores momentos na minha melomania.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5718805387455619402?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5718805387455619402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5718805387455619402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5718805387455619402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5718805387455619402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/10/solomon-burke-1940-2010.html' title='Solomon Burke | 1940-2010'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TLHQNBcQUxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_0z-NCSjdBw/s72-c/SolomonBurke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8189178076011005726</id><published>2010-10-07T23:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:54:46.765+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle and Sebastian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TK5Otg9xrEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zOmJzQYdFX0/s1600/belle-and-sebastian-write-about-love-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 399px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525440336680299586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TK5Otg9xrEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zOmJzQYdFX0/s400/belle-and-sebastian-write-about-love-final.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo disco da banda escocesa disponível em streaming no site da &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=130212728"&gt;NPR Music&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8189178076011005726?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8189178076011005726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8189178076011005726' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8189178076011005726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8189178076011005726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/10/belle-and-sebastian.html' title='Belle and Sebastian'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TK5Otg9xrEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/zOmJzQYdFX0/s72-c/belle-and-sebastian-write-about-love-final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2837817268416829367</id><published>2010-10-03T18:36:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:05:51.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TKi_mYiIcEI/AAAAAAAAAkw/sle8c4kCLP4/s1600/logo-jornal-da-tarde-rtp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523875609111457858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TKi_mYiIcEI/AAAAAAAAAkw/sle8c4kCLP4/s320/logo-jornal-da-tarde-rtp1.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sábado, 2 de Outubro, o Jornal da Tarde (RTP1) passou duas reportagens, com dois directos, sobre o concerto dos U2 em Coimbra. Sem dúvida que a 360º tour é um grande acontecimento, mas isto ajuda a explicar porque não há uma verdadeira indústria musical portuguesa. Porque os média portugueses, e boa parte dos portugueses, são os melhores a valorizar o que vem de fora e são os piores a valorizar a produção nacional, a consumi-la e a exportá-la. Devemos ser o único país do mundo que tem um slogan publicitário como "o que é nacional é bom". Claro que é bom! E é mau também, e muitas vezes insignificante. Mas o mesmo acontece com que importamos. É bom, mau e mais ou menos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que se exige é um terço da atenção mediática que é dada aos U2, transferida para um qualquer projecto musical português que o mereça. E há muitos, do fado ao pop, do rock ao jazz e à música clássica. Um terço! Não é pedir muito. Seria &lt;em&gt;magnificent&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TKjD3Vh2UWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8lK4LoE0qK8/s1600/U-2-istanbul-concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523880298409251170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TKjD3Vh2UWI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8lK4LoE0qK8/s320/U-2-istanbul-concert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2837817268416829367?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2837817268416829367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2837817268416829367' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2837817268416829367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2837817268416829367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/10/sabado-2-de-outubro-o-jornal-da-tarde.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TKi_mYiIcEI/AAAAAAAAAkw/sle8c4kCLP4/s72-c/logo-jornal-da-tarde-rtp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8615091824557909504</id><published>2010-08-24T22:39:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:23:02.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOB DYLAN | BOOTLEGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobdylan.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509094895648245602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/THQ8noEIB2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/NmzA1lWPVqU/s320/splash.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bob Dylan anuncia o lançamento do Volume 9 da sua &lt;em&gt;Bootleg Series, &lt;/em&gt;intitulado&lt;em&gt; Witmark Demos. &lt;/em&gt;Paralelamente, serão editados os primeiros oito discos de Dylan em sistema Mono - &lt;em&gt;The Original Mono Recordings&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bob Dylan continua a saber, como poucos, preservar e engrandecer a sua obra, incidindo sempre sobre aquele que foi o seu período mais criativo, os anos 60. Tal como confessou, com enorme clarividência, numa entrevista de 2004, ao programa "60 Minutos": dificilmente voltará a escrever uma canção como &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oH4x0Psy22c"&gt;It's Alright, Ma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, afirmando que aquele foi um período "mágico".&lt;/span&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/8756908094957821546-8615091824557909504?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8615091824557909504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8615091824557909504' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8615091824557909504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8615091824557909504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/08/bob-dylan-bootlegs.html' title='BOB DYLAN | BOOTLEGS'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/THQ8noEIB2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/NmzA1lWPVqU/s72-c/splash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7218487953819131369</id><published>2010-08-19T23:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:20:42.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VILAR DE MOUROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TG2ssWHISGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/b8nqCZis1cU/s1600/F%C3%A9rias+2006+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507247797193689186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TG2ssWHISGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/b8nqCZis1cU/s400/F%C3%A9rias+2006+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TG2sUIbngJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6lsESr1N5Wo/s1600/F%C3%A9rias+2006+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta é a piscina natural do Festival que não se realiza desde 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para quando o regresso? E será que vale a pena? Para ser mais um no rebanho, talvez não.&lt;/span&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/8756908094957821546-7218487953819131369?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7218487953819131369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7218487953819131369' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7218487953819131369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7218487953819131369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/08/vilar-de-mouros.html' title='VILAR DE MOUROS'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TG2ssWHISGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/b8nqCZis1cU/s72-c/F%C3%A9rias+2006+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1090782575235898380</id><published>2010-08-15T23:33:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:21:06.585+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SILLY SEASON</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWBrVUGIChQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWBrVUGIChQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosto da guitarra malandra nesta canção e também de vinho verde.&lt;br /&gt;Branco, Alvarinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alvarinho.pt/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505772041770403986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TGhugEwAiJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TTOVCWvSHdQ/s200/GRD_556_22416-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1090782575235898380?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1090782575235898380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1090782575235898380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1090782575235898380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1090782575235898380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/08/silly-season.html' title='SILLY SEASON'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TGhugEwAiJI/AAAAAAAAAjw/TTOVCWvSHdQ/s72-c/GRD_556_22416-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8105888773102193975</id><published>2010-08-11T23:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:21:30.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WILL WAIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLjrQ3cwzJ4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLjrQ3cwzJ4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haja algum encanto no meio disto tudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vemo-nos a 18 de Novembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8105888773102193975?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8105888773102193975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8105888773102193975' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8105888773102193975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8105888773102193975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-will-wait.html' title='WE WILL WAIT'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-763457410643474721</id><published>2010-08-10T23:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:19:41.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAEuLQliksQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vAEuLQliksQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="435" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O "Zorro", da dupla João Monge/João Gil, aqui pela voz de &lt;a href="http://www.antoniozambujo.com/"&gt;António Zambujo&lt;/a&gt;, é uma canção que vai bem no Verão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-763457410643474721?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/763457410643474721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=763457410643474721' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/763457410643474721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/763457410643474721'/><link 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/TFy2xRlFMJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YiXQW1MDAMc/s400/tiago-guillul-v.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volto à actividade no blogue para dizer que este disco - "V" de &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/guillul"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiago Guillul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - é mesmo bom e perguntar se não é possível levar estas canções aos palcos?&lt;/strong&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/8756908094957821546-3064895053650502722?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2793824410291414074?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2793824410291414074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2793824410291414074' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2793824410291414074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2793824410291414074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/S3q5HgEHgxI/AAAAAAAAAi4/1euqlWGlwSo/s72-c/on-hiatus1jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8566436704995932282</id><published>2010-01-27T00:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-27T00:31:36.134Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSWFWhDlpp4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSWFWhDlpp4&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Óptima versão de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollymiranda.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holly Miranda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; para "Lover You Should've Come Over" de Jeff Buckley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8566436704995932282?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8566436704995932282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - "In My Younger Days"_&lt;em&gt;End Times&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(19.01.2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/S1ZAk1aBMtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/zxyF0-yz96s/s1600-h/Imagem+(41).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428597402397389522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/S1ZAk1aBMtI/AAAAAAAAAiw/zxyF0-yz96s/s320/Imagem+(41).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3776066122433873524?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3776066122433873524/comments/default' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cinco estrelas para "Falling In Love", filme de 1984, realizado por Ulu Grosbard e com Roberto De Niro e Meryl Streep nos papéis principais. Se passarem pelo Hollywood e estiver a dar, aconselho a controlarem o impulso pelo zapping e ficar para ver. Vai valer a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;+ info &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0087233/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8565370918994441122?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8565370918994441122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8565370918994441122' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8565370918994441122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8565370918994441122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2010/01/falling-in-love.html' title='&quot;Falling In Love&quot;'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6109663951786287460</id><published>2010-01-05T23:24:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:37:50.868Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e0u11rgd9Q&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1e0u11rgd9Q&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disco luminoso a caminho! 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&lt;strong&gt;- "Heart Of Chambers"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8136300404207268415?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8136300404207268415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8136300404207268415' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8136300404207268415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8136300404207268415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/12/owen-pallett-lewis-takes-off-his-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5674819945524692897</id><published>2009-12-22T23:31:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:03:39.997Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Março de 2010 promete ser um mês de grandes concertos e consequentemente muito mau para a carteira...&lt;/span&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/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SzFbeRt3w-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ddr_rqkhEKc/s1600-h/owen+pallett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AULA MAGNA - 14 MARÇO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/beachhousemusic"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418209199511146930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SzFYj1-dkbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/FCYvt1CNtmc/s320/beach+house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;BEACH HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; LUX - 17 MARÇO&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/8756908094957821546-5674819945524692897?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5674819945524692897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5674819945524692897' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5674819945524692897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5674819945524692897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/12/marco-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SzFbeRt3w-I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Ddr_rqkhEKc/s72-c/owen+pallett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1364755066472143339</id><published>2009-12-21T22:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:57:03.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Deste filme - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.publicenemies.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Public Enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; - o melhor é mesmo esta música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhiO8rT_LnA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhiO8rT_LnA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1364755066472143339?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1364755066472143339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1364755066472143339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1364755066472143339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1364755066472143339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/12/deste-filme-public-enemies-o-melhor-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8265535125531672942</id><published>2009-11-23T23:21:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:28:41.491Z</updated><title type='text'>SY PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SwsaJBHnonI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ugze6TzSU2E/s1600/sy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443855373627314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SwsZiV5p77I/AAAAAAAAAgg/jVLQz3RIqvQ/s320/sy4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SwsZTis0F3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RcHf2uARP4w/s1600/sy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443601111390066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SwsZTis0F3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/RcHf2uARP4w/s320/sy5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8756908094957821546-8265535125531672942?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8265535125531672942/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8265535125531672942' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8265535125531672942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8265535125531672942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/11/sy-pics.html' title='SY PICS'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SwsaJBHnonI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ugze6TzSU2E/s72-c/sy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5326068861486838097</id><published>2009-11-16T01:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:41:42.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYEAflCO4Eo&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYEAflCO4Eo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Animal Collective&lt;/strong&gt; - "In The Flowers"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5326068861486838097?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5326068861486838097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5326068861486838097' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5326068861486838097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5326068861486838097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/11/animal-collective-in-flowers.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5970389849111944308</id><published>2009-11-10T23:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:14:44.694Z</updated><title type='text'>Carminho | A Rapariga do Lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqKUEMl0Nro&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqKUEMl0Nro&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carminho&lt;/strong&gt; - "A Bia da Mouraria"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Realizado por João Botelho, este é um video clip muito bem conseguido, coisa rara nos dias que correm. Para além da simplicidade, frescura e evidente bom gosto, é particularmente feliz a forma como se apresenta Carminho. Com uma indumentária do "dia-a-dia" e longe dos glamorosos vestidos que outras fadistas costumar usar nestas ocasiões, Carminho traz consigo uma imagem de modernidade e proximidade que me parece bastante interessante de explorar, em contraponto com a ideia habitualmente preconizada das "grandes divas do fado". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5970389849111944308?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5970389849111944308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5970389849111944308' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5970389849111944308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5970389849111944308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/11/carminho-rapariga-do-lado.html' title='Carminho | A Rapariga do Lado'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3026817968745826035</id><published>2009-11-04T22:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:55:49.860Z</updated><title type='text'>HORCHATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SvIFMbbT0AI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VAcmzrKouHE/s1600-h/horchata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01.12.2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8756908094957821546-3026817968745826035?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3026817968745826035/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3026817968745826035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3026817968745826035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3026817968745826035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/11/horchata.html' title='HORCHATA'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SvIFMbbT0AI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VAcmzrKouHE/s72-c/horchata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8521256982447387349</id><published>2009-11-02T22:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:01:50.010Z</updated><title type='text'>ROBYN HITCHCOCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwQupq_nrkg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YwQupq_nrkg&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robyn Hitchcock&lt;/strong&gt;, um músico e um artista que vale a pena descobrir. Aqui interpretando o tema &lt;em&gt;"Not Dark Yet"&lt;/em&gt; de Bob Dylan e acompanhado por John Paul Jones (Led Zeppelin).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8521256982447387349?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8521256982447387349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8521256982447387349' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8521256982447387349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8521256982447387349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/11/robyn-hitchcock.html' title='ROBYN HITCHCOCK'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1905424009301983456</id><published>2009-10-31T17:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:51:58.323Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux4hZJp2xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WxLUKPh_pRs/s1600-h/Pumpkin_Robyn+Hitchcock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398822568392776466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux4hZJp2xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WxLUKPh_pRs/s320/Pumpkin_Robyn+Hitchcock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "A pumpkin carved by Robyn Hitchcock (photo by Rob McClain)"&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/8756908094957821546-1905424009301983456?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1905424009301983456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1905424009301983456' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1905424009301983456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1905424009301983456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carved-by-robyn-hitchcock-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux4hZJp2xI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/WxLUKPh_pRs/s72-c/Pumpkin_Robyn+Hitchcock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-9090334552824873078</id><published>2009-10-31T17:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-31T17:38:52.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux1YB8-BAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/w8pB1G-heFU/s1600-h/jacinta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398819109011850242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux1YB8-BAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/w8pB1G-heFU/s320/jacinta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux1S34bCBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hOAXurOwQ1o/s1600-h/vitorino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398819020409079826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux1S34bCBI/AAAAAAAAAfA/hOAXurOwQ1o/s320/vitorino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Será impressão minha ou o Vitorino e a Jacinta pediram à mesma pessoa para fazer a capa dos seus novos discos... Hum.. São mais ou menos parecidas...&lt;/span&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/8756908094957821546-9090334552824873078?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/9090334552824873078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=9090334552824873078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9090334552824873078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9090334552824873078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/10/sera-impressao-minha-ou-o-vitorino-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sux1YB8-BAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/w8pB1G-heFU/s72-c/jacinta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4423020702069618673</id><published>2009-10-15T00:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:48:31.142+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom Waits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aconselha-se vivamente uma visita ao renovado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomwaits.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Tom Waits&lt;/strong&gt;. Para além de um design muito sóbrio e agradável à vista, tem uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomwaits.com/photos/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;galeria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; de imagens que vale mesmo a pena espreitar. Efectivamente, Tom Waits é um dos artistas que melhor tem sabido gerir a sua carreira do ponto de vista da imagem; da imagem que criou para si e da imagem que passa para o público. Um olhar trágico-cómico sobre si mesmo e o que o rodeia, uma ironia refinada que ajuda a construir o mito em volta da sua música e personalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392605467532915554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/StZiGfog82I/AAAAAAAAAeo/Pulb_MoXgvk/s320/3702782704_07f7806de1_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como brinde é possível, através de registo no site, descarregar as oito primeiras faixas do novo álbum ao vivo que será editado em breve - &lt;strong&gt;"Glitter and Doom Live"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5530578&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=747575&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5530578&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=747575&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5530578"&gt;Tom Waits Press Conference&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/antirecords"&gt;Anti Records&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4423020702069618673?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4423020702069618673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4423020702069618673' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4423020702069618673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4423020702069618673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/10/tom-waits.html' title='Tom Waits'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/StZiGfog82I/AAAAAAAAAeo/Pulb_MoXgvk/s72-c/3702782704_07f7806de1_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7795025903702579340</id><published>2009-10-02T23:18:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:49:32.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Influências</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Parece-me que a mais recente revelação da pop britânica, os &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thexx"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, na sua abordagem minimalista, tem muito de &lt;a href="http://www.youngmarblegiants.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Young Marble Giants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, mas com uma sonoridade um pouco mais sensual e quente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqIcF2hpHWY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqIcF2hpHWY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The XX&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Islands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388134444292852658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SsZ_usIfS7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/lRLpLwdOpf0/s400/youngmarblegiants_ban21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zn8H9XSgOOI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zn8H9XSgOOI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Young Marble Giants&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Searching For Mr Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7795025903702579340?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7795025903702579340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7795025903702579340' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7795025903702579340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7795025903702579340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/10/parece-me-que-mais-recente-revelacao-da.html' title='Influências'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SsZ_usIfS7I/AAAAAAAAAeg/lRLpLwdOpf0/s72-c/youngmarblegiants_ban21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-753179454896044215</id><published>2009-09-28T23:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:53:19.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/leYud3uv5pY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/leYud3uv5pY&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah And The Whale - "The First Days Of Spring"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-753179454896044215?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/753179454896044215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=753179454896044215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/753179454896044215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/753179454896044215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/09/noah-and-whale-first-days-of-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8838712420532236318</id><published>2009-09-22T23:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:52:11.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caetano Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YgDmt1FoT0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9YgDmt1FoT0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Segundo o quiz &lt;strong&gt;"Que música do Caetano és?"&lt;/strong&gt;, no Facebook, sou o tema &lt;strong&gt;"Terra"&lt;/strong&gt;. Parece-me muito bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Também me parece muito bem o último disco do Caetano Veloso, &lt;strong&gt;"Zii e Zie"&lt;/strong&gt; (tios e tias em italiano), editado no ínicio deste Verão e que por cá parece não ter pegado nada de nada. Acho mesmo que só a TSF passou alguma coisita do álbum. Uma pena. Porque é muito "fixe". Um rock-samba bem directo e sofisticado, em que as palavras ou são belas ou provocadoras e quase sempre ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Colheu, esticou, encolheu, matou, furou, fodeu até ficar sem gosto...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouvir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.umw.com.br/artistas/caetano_veloso/zii_e_zie/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aqui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8838712420532236318?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8838712420532236318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8838712420532236318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8838712420532236318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8838712420532236318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/09/caetano-quiz.html' title='Caetano Quiz'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6726884541032528354</id><published>2009-09-12T22:41:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:55:51.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Leste do Paraíso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SqwWMHM2-QI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3JY_5RLyr4o/s1600-h/tbtpress1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380700052148123906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SqwWMHM2-QI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3JY_5RLyr4o/s400/tbtpress1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De repente, surge algo que impele o blogue a despertar de um sono mais ou menos profundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Primordialmente, foi a beleza da imagem que me prendeu os sentidos. Só mais tarde vim a descobrir os magnificos sons que nela habitavam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ela é &lt;strong&gt;Victoria Bergsman&lt;/strong&gt;, cantora sueca, ex-Concretes e voz feminina no hit “Young Folks” de Peter Bjorn and John, que se estreou a solo com o projecto &lt;strong&gt;Taken By Trees&lt;/strong&gt; em 2007, ressurgindo agora com um segundo disco tão refrescante como as noites de Setembro junto ao Tejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;East Of Eden&lt;/strong&gt; é inspirado pela cultura e música paquistanesa, país no qual Victoria Bergsman passou algum tempo e em que registou trechos de músicos locais e outros sons envolventes que, incorporados com a voz edénica de Victoria, são a espinha dorsal deste conjunto de canções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como cereja no topo de bolo, tem ainda uma versão feminina do tema “My Girls”, dos Animal Collective, aqui escondida sob o título “My Boys”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;East Of Eden&lt;/strong&gt; é seguramente um dos mais belos e interessantes álbuns que ouvi nos últimos tempos e que me fez voltar a partilhar “coisas” neste blogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/takenbytreesmusic"&gt;www.myspace.com/takenbytreesmusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/flash/syndicatedVideoPlayer.swf?vid=taken-by-trees-epk-wm"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.nationalgeographic.com/video/player/flash/syndicatedVideoPlayer.swf?vid=taken-by-trees-epk-wm" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6726884541032528354?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6726884541032528354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6726884541032528354' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6726884541032528354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6726884541032528354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-repente-surge-algo-que-faz-acordar-o.html' title='A Leste do Paraíso'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SqwWMHM2-QI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3JY_5RLyr4o/s72-c/tbtpress1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1751788543260625950</id><published>2009-07-06T21:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:43:02.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SlJhdjJk6II/AAAAAAAAAdo/WgyRYdoXeGk/s1600-h/stop.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355450067176450178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SlJhdjJk6II/AAAAAAAAAdo/WgyRYdoXeGk/s400/stop.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O blog para a actividade por tempo indeterminado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talvez volte ainda este ano, lá mais para o Inverno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1751788543260625950?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1751788543260625950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1751788543260625950' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1751788543260625950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1751788543260625950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-blog-para-actividade-por-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SlJhdjJk6II/AAAAAAAAAdo/WgyRYdoXeGk/s72-c/stop.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5327885326768573969</id><published>2009-06-09T15:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:40:05.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonic Youth - os eternos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Si6CCLB6xjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tMw2aQyla-Y/s1600-h/SonicYouthPhoto2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345352781567542834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Si6CCLB6xjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tMw2aQyla-Y/s400/SonicYouthPhoto2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What We Know&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://pitchfork.com/tv/#/episode/1980-sonic-youth/3"&gt;http://pitchfork.com/tv/#/episode/1980-sonic-youth/3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Está aí mais um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Sonic+Youth"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; da melhor banda rock dos últimos 25 anos. A afirmação pode ser exagerada e simplista, mas à medida que os anos vão passando, mais certeza tenho que os Sonic Youth são a grande referência de toda a música rock/alternativa desde ínicio dos anos 80 até aos dias de hoje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ao contrário de uma facção representativa dos admiradores da banda, penso que a última década tem sido a melhor fase do grupo de Thurston Moore, Kim Gordon, Lee Ranaldo e Steve Shelley. &lt;em&gt;Murray Street&lt;/em&gt; (2002), &lt;em&gt;Sonic Nurse&lt;/em&gt; (2004), &lt;em&gt;Rather Ripped&lt;/em&gt; (2006) e agora &lt;em&gt;The Eternal&lt;/em&gt; (2009), representam, para mim, parte de uma discografia de ouro a que nem sempre é dada a devida importância. Rock musculado, experimentação sónica, pop, new wave, grandes canções, vibrantes improvisos e guitarras, muitas guitarras, sempre as guitarras e para sempre as melhores guitarras que alguma vez ouvi (que me perdoem todas as outras). &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/8756908094957821546-5327885326768573969?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5327885326768573969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5327885326768573969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5327885326768573969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5327885326768573969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonic-youth-os-eternos.html' title='Sonic Youth - os eternos'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Si6CCLB6xjI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/tMw2aQyla-Y/s72-c/SonicYouthPhoto2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3303160903396497431</id><published>2009-06-02T16:36:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:14:55.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Projectors @ NPR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mais uma vez a NPR (National Public Radio - USA) faculta a audição em ante-estreia de um novo álbum. Desta feita é &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=104578357"&gt;Bitte Orca&lt;/a&gt;, dos nova-iorquinos Dirty Projectors, disponibilizado no âmbito da série Exclusive First Listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seguindo na esteira da imprevisibilidade e alguma complexidade a que os Dirty Projectors nos têm habituado, este parece ser mais um álbum que desafia o ouvinte a não se deixar acomodar em lugares-comuns, mais ou menos reconhecíveis. É portanto um disco que requer repetidas audições, até começar a carborar devidamente no nosso sistema auditivo, tendencionalmente preguiçoso e acomodado por natureza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759884193661362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SiVLzrmSAbI/AAAAAAAAAdE/iamnNPpLNaI/s320/bitte+orca.jpg" border="0" /&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/8756908094957821546-3303160903396497431?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3303160903396497431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3303160903396497431' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3303160903396497431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3303160903396497431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/06/dirty-projectors-npr.html' title='Dirty Projectors @ NPR'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SiVLzrmSAbI/AAAAAAAAAdE/iamnNPpLNaI/s72-c/bitte+orca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6680779086157304534</id><published>2009-06-01T13:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:21:38.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilco @ Coliseu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SiPGFRiKacI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xXZ0fdazUk4/s1600-h/wilco+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342331376899877314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SiPGFRiKacI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xXZ0fdazUk4/s320/wilco+2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não houve &lt;em&gt;Misunderstood&lt;/em&gt;, mas outros grandes temas  passaram pelo Coliseu. De realçar que muitos ficaram por tocar, quatro horas talvez não chegassem para espremer todo o sumo que esta laranja tem para dar, confirmando que os Wilco são essencialmente um banda de canções, de enormes canções. Ficamos à espera que voltem, em breve... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6680779086157304534?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6680779086157304534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6680779086157304534' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6680779086157304534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6680779086157304534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/06/wilco-coliseu.html' title='Wilco @ Coliseu'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SiPGFRiKacI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xXZ0fdazUk4/s72-c/wilco+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7951948297265315410</id><published>2009-05-31T13:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:23:43.978+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1xxBqXWGLE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1xxBqXWGLE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wilco - "Spiders (Kidsmoke)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Antes de &lt;em&gt;Spiders (Kidsmoke)&lt;/em&gt; só conhecia o género Krautrock de nome. Depois de &lt;em&gt;Spiders (Kidsmoke)&lt;/em&gt; passei a conhecer, e a gostar q.b., de Can, Neu! e Faust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O tema &lt;em&gt;Spiders (Kidsmoke),&lt;/em&gt; dos Wilco, passou a ser uma das minhas "malhas"-rock de eleição. Assim de repente, e a este nível, só me lembro dos Sonic Youth me causarem sensações auditivas e corporais semelhantes. &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/8756908094957821546-7951948297265315410?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7951948297265315410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7951948297265315410' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7951948297265315410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7951948297265315410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/wilco-spiders-kidsmoke-antes-de-spiders.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4414735220676235752</id><published>2009-05-28T16:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:30:49.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eles vêm aí...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iTluHDnQ8U&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iTluHDnQ8U&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wilco - "Misunderstood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não sejamos ingénuos mas antes realistas, os &lt;a href="http://www.wilcoworld.net/"&gt;Wilco&lt;/a&gt; são uma das melhores bandas pop-rock-alt-country-whatever dos últimos anos. O grupo já teve várias formações, apenas Jeff Tweedy (o homem do leme) se tem mantido ao longo do tempo. O seu som tem evoluído, assumindo diversas mutações, mas a qualidade das canções é inequívoca: &lt;em&gt;Via Chicago&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Jesus,etc&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;War On War&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Spiders (Kidsmoke)&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Theologians&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Either Way&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O tema do vídeo postado em cima (&lt;em&gt;Misunderstood&lt;/em&gt;) é dos mais antigos e emblemáticos da banda de Chicago. Rezo para que Tweedy e companhia não se esqueçam de nos presentear com a sua presença no alinhamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340895134151113554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sh6r08Wwe1I/AAAAAAAAAck/rK4-eeNYH9Q/s320/wilco" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilco&lt;/strong&gt; - 31 de Maio - Coliseu dos Recreios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4414735220676235752?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4414735220676235752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4414735220676235752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4414735220676235752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4414735220676235752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/eles-vem-ai.html' title='Eles vêm aí...'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sh6r08Wwe1I/AAAAAAAAAck/rK4-eeNYH9Q/s72-c/wilco' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6905655030084731998</id><published>2009-05-27T00:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:27:45.377+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É apenas Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Shx6DT32FaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5e9tO_MKoO4/s1600-h/andy-warhol-campbells-soup-i-1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340277455447266722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Shx6DT32FaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5e9tO_MKoO4/s200/andy-warhol-campbells-soup-i-1968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“São apenas discos – e não há melhor encarnação Pop do que o single – e é apenas música Pop, e os músicos Pop são apenas músicos Pop. Daqui a seis meses nada restará. Nada restará senão outros discos, outra música, outros músicos... Pop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Já se deveria saber que, quando se diz, na crítica Pop, que determinado disco é «indispensável», o prazo de validade dessa «indispensabilidade» raramente chega ao fim do mês. O Pop tem uma memória curta, uma esperança gigantesca e uma capacidade inusitada para o exagero: a crítica deveria reflecti-la, deveria ter a coragem e o desplante de acompanhar-lhe as modas.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miguel Esteves Cardoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Jornal&lt;/em&gt;, 2-4-82&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BJDNw7o6so&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4BJDNw7o6so&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/wearephoenix"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/a&gt; - "Lisztomania"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6905655030084731998?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6905655030084731998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6905655030084731998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6905655030084731998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6905655030084731998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-apenas-pop.html' title='É apenas Pop'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Shx6DT32FaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5e9tO_MKoO4/s72-c/andy-warhol-campbells-soup-i-1968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3175929967769967838</id><published>2009-05-25T16:04:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:25:15.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grizzly Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Devo confessar que não me interessei muito pelo álbum anterior - &lt;em&gt;Yellow House&lt;/em&gt;. Achei-o demasiado abstracto, pouco consistente e bastante sobrevalorizado. Mas o novo trabalho dos Grizzly Bear - &lt;em&gt;Veckatimest&lt;/em&gt; - parece-me bem mais interessante, pelo menos a julgar pelos temas que já tive oportunidade de escutar. &lt;em&gt;Two Weeks&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;While You Wait For The Others,&lt;/em&gt; por exemplo&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; são um óptimo convite para entrar em &lt;em&gt;Veckatimest&lt;/em&gt; e demonstram que talvez este disco tenha mais canções e menos ruído supérfulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dErmiKT7kjE&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dErmiKT7kjE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grizzly Bear no Jools Holland&lt;/span&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/8756908094957821546-3175929967769967838?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3175929967769967838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3175929967769967838' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3175929967769967838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3175929967769967838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/grizzly-bear.html' title='Grizzly Bear'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4924567514855619935</id><published>2009-05-20T00:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:18:47.238+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337676399848837234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ShM8Z8r50HI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9IiDy5qIzZw/s400/os+golpes" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Cruz Vermelha Sobre Fundo Branco"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amén aos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/osgolpes"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Golpes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; por terem feito um disco que todos podemos cantar em alto e bom som!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAW8tRk4CRw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xAW8tRk4CRw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"A Marcha dos Golpes"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4924567514855619935?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4924567514855619935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4924567514855619935' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4924567514855619935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4924567514855619935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/cruz-vermelha-sobre-fundo-branco-amen.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ShM8Z8r50HI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9IiDy5qIzZw/s72-c/os+golpes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4766345340142655420</id><published>2009-05-19T23:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:56:19.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvi dizer por aí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Por isso é que eu saio na Margem Sul. Tenho lá conhecimentos. Pago 15€, consumo 30€ ou 40€ e fico maluco na mesma."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- segurança no metro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S.: Depois de ouvir um segurança dizer que "fica maluco" temo pela nossa segurança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4766345340142655420?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4766345340142655420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4766345340142655420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4766345340142655420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4766345340142655420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/ouvi-dizer-por-ai.html' title='Ouvi dizer por aí'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-832890468288615046</id><published>2009-05-19T19:41:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:30:26.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caixa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337607211608596418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ShL9eqZ-X8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1FkUne0XM5Q/s320/caixa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não sei se será mais uma das consequências da "crise", mas ultimamente têm sido compostas algumas canções sobre caixas de supermercado, mais especificamente sobre as raparigas por detrás das mesmas. É um tema como qualquer outro, dirão alguns. Será fácil nos deixarmos encantar pelas raparigas da caixa? Que explicação a psicologia nos poderá fornecer? Talvez a melhor resposta seja mesmo que os homens são (genericamente) um pouco "tontos" e facilmente iludíveis... Ainda assim, e para o bem da humanidade, capazes de fazer tremendas canções sobre, exactamente, raparigas da caixa. Dois bons exemplos, e dois excelentes temas, que versam sobre tão sentimental matéria (ou será antes enigmática?) são: &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/osquais"&gt;Rapariga da Caixa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; d'Os Quais e &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4uhxxrzoYk"&gt;Queen of the Supermarket&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de Bruce Springsteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rapariga da caixa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tal nobreza de gestos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nenhuma dor encaixa naqueles olhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nesses olhos tão pretos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rapariga da caixa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Traz pensamentos frescos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigo dali para a baixa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E é amor só pode&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E no meu ipod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oiço os Pontos Negros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though a company cap covers her hair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing can hide the beauty waiting there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beauty waiting there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lift my groceries into my cart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I turn back for a moment and catch a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That blows this whole fucking place apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in love with the queen of the supermarket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-832890468288615046?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/832890468288615046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=832890468288615046' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/832890468288615046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/832890468288615046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/caixa.html' title='Caixa'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ShL9eqZ-X8I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1FkUne0XM5Q/s72-c/caixa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5902851144277016394</id><published>2009-05-12T20:31:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:30:22.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolstói / Música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335047513041782786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SgnlcmKvyAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/c4LLrSudluM/s400/Ilya+Efimovich+Repin+%5B+Leo+Tolstoy+%5D+1887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liev Tolstói&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ilya Efimovich Repin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1887&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E dizem que eleva as almas? Mentira! Estupidez! Exerce um grande poder sobre mim, mas não eleva as almas, não! Excita-nos! Vou explicar-me. A música domina-me. Faz-me esquecer de mim, leva-me a crêr no que não creio, faz-me compreender o que não compreendia - cede-me um poder que não possuo. Produz-me o efeito do riso ou do bocejo, quando ouço rir ou bocejar. Assim a música me conduz à mesma disposição moral, em que se encontrava o autor quando a escreveu. Confundo a minha alma com a sua e vibro do mesmo sentimento. Porquê? Não sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liev Tolstói em "Sonata de Kreutzer"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5902851144277016394?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5902851144277016394/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5902851144277016394' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5902851144277016394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5902851144277016394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/tolstoi-musica.html' title='Tolstói / Música'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SgnlcmKvyAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/c4LLrSudluM/s72-c/Ilya+Efimovich+Repin+%5B+Leo+Tolstoy+%5D+1887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5187081951900168622</id><published>2009-05-09T18:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:43:08.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quinta do Bill / Arcade Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje passou-me pela cabeça que os Quinta do Bill poderiam ser os Arcade Fire portugueses. Deambulação um pouco estranha. Mas ao vê-los num daqueles programas de variedades que a RTP produz, reparei nalgumas semelhanças no tema que tocaram (&lt;em&gt;Mundo Para Ti&lt;/em&gt;), especialmente nos coros e no crescendo do violino. Seja como fôr, nenhum benfiquista lhes perdoará terem deixado que o Fê Quê Pê adapta-se a música &lt;em&gt;Filhos da Nação&lt;/em&gt; para &lt;em&gt;Filhos do Dragão&lt;/em&gt;. Nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbT_sCOdjM4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VbT_sCOdjM4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quinta do Bill - Mundo Para Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5187081951900168622?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5187081951900168622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5187081951900168622' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5187081951900168622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5187081951900168622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/quinta-do-bill-arcade-fire.html' title='Quinta do Bill / Arcade Fire'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4570123001137248807</id><published>2009-05-05T00:12:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:44:23.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sf94YiPng4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZdyhEBEQ6xk/s1600-h/beyond+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332112846734459778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sf94YiPng4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZdyhEBEQ6xk/s400/beyond+here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O novo de Dylan - &lt;em&gt;Together Through Life&lt;/em&gt; - já começa a aquecer nos meus ouvidos. Como em qualquer bom disco, a segunda audição sabe melhor que a primeira. Podem escutá-lo na íntegra &lt;a href="http://www.pastemagazine.com/action/paste_station?station_track=track_10713_1540&amp;amp;mode=standalone"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Melhores faixas até agora: &lt;em&gt;I Feel A Change Comin' On &lt;/em&gt;e &lt;em&gt;Beyond Here Lies Nothin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;a href="http://www.art-dept.com/artists/davidson/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; também se podem ver algumas das fotos que acompanham o imaginário deste novo trabalho, da autoria do fotógrafo Bruce Davidson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4570123001137248807?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4570123001137248807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4570123001137248807' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4570123001137248807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4570123001137248807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/05/dylan.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sf94YiPng4I/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZdyhEBEQ6xk/s72-c/beyond+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2923922601154850650</id><published>2009-04-23T13:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:26:31.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvi dizer por aí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Detesto o barulho do açucar no plástico."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;rapariga no centro comercial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2923922601154850650?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2923922601154850650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2923922601154850650' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2923922601154850650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2923922601154850650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouvi-dizer-por-ai_23.html' title='Ouvi dizer por aí'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6943188065639403090</id><published>2009-04-20T22:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:31:20.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Do que eu gostava de gostar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há certas coisas de que gostava de gostar mais do que gosto. Não sei se também vos acontece? A mim acontece-me bastante. Uma coisa (qualquer coisa) parece-me muito porreira, muito &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt;, tem óptimas referências, é bonita/o, mas há qualquer coisa nela que não me deixa gostar, naturalmente e profundamente, dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um exemplo de uma destas minhas coisas, é o músico americano Randy Newman. Uma "instituição" da canção americana, um tipo muito porreiro, inteligente, com sentido de humor, as letras das suas canções são boas, a música tem qualidade... Apetece gostar, dizer que é um dos nossos artistas preferidos mas não, qualquer coisa fica pelo caminho, há qualquer coisa que não me prende, pelo menos por enquanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NvgLkuEtkA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NvgLkuEtkA&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Randy Newman - Short People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6943188065639403090?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6943188065639403090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6943188065639403090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6943188065639403090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6943188065639403090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-que-eu-gostava-de-gostar.html' title='Do que eu gostava de gostar'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-625994202383096767</id><published>2009-04-07T21:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:57:42.922+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouvi dizer por aí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Gosto de uma boa guerra mas um tratado de paz é mais giro, mais engraçado." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;motoqueiro in esplanada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-625994202383096767?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/625994202383096767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=625994202383096767' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/625994202383096767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/625994202383096767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/04/ouvi-dizer-por-ai.html' title='Ouvi dizer por aí'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8560710560711006822</id><published>2009-04-03T11:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:30:11.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yoa_QCifcw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yoa_QCifcw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mário Viegas - Cantiga dos Ais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faz anos que morreu Mário Viegas e não haverá melhor maneira de o relembrar do que ver uma das suas (muitas) magníficas e empolgantes interpretações. O poema declamado é de Armindo Mendes de Carvalho, poeta de que nunca ouvi falar mas que tem aqui um momento muito muito inspirado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8560710560711006822?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8560710560711006822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8560710560711006822' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8560710560711006822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8560710560711006822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/04/mario-viegas-cantiga-dos-ais-faz-anos.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3462122909360447401</id><published>2009-03-30T22:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:41:18.042+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Lutador</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uK6smwWg8bc&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uK6smwWg8bc&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bruce Springsteen - The Wrestler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Esta canção tem estado na minha cabeça nas últimas semanas. Tornou-se de imediato numa das minhas preferidas do Boss (e são muitas), a par de &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qdmjQP9aCA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Streets Of Philadelphia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HxZKa4NwGo"&gt;The River&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6kwW2U19sYg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;State Trooper&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;E ainda&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;abre o apetite para ver o filme que compreende a ressurreição do menino-mal-comportado Mickey Rourke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3462122909360447401?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3462122909360447401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3462122909360447401' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3462122909360447401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3462122909360447401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-lutador.html' title='O Lutador'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3520901621051389270</id><published>2009-03-25T21:37:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:58:16.835Z</updated><title type='text'>Ruby Suns @ ZDB</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317243895195156786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ScqlJpU4wTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZF4yArv0uNg/s400/ruby+suns" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os neozelandeses &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/therubysuns"&gt;Ruby Suns&lt;/a&gt; tocam na ZDB já no próximo Sábado (28 de Março). Depois de alguns anos a explorar novas formas de construir canções, aproveitando, por exemplo, os sons que a natureza produz, conseguem o reconhecimento merecido com o álbum &lt;em&gt;Sea Lion&lt;/em&gt;, editado em 2008. Uma estreia em território nacional que promete ser uma experiência marcante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zedosbois.org/zdbmuzique/index.htm"&gt;+ info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ScqkWOL7e5I/AAAAAAAAAa8/H6QMYmtnNjw/s1600-h/ruby+suns"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3520901621051389270?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3520901621051389270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3520901621051389270' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3520901621051389270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3520901621051389270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/ruby-suns-zdb.html' title='Ruby Suns @ ZDB'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/ScqlJpU4wTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ZF4yArv0uNg/s72-c/ruby+suns' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7433311312876783681</id><published>2009-03-22T14:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:26:08.944Z</updated><title type='text'>Ouvi dizer por aí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Vivem na ilusão, morrem na ilusão... a verdade é um caixote do lixo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- vagabundo in Cais do Sodré&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7433311312876783681?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7433311312876783681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7433311312876783681' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7433311312876783681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7433311312876783681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/ouvi-dizer-por-ai.html' title='Ouvi dizer por aí'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7282973546423775405</id><published>2009-03-16T23:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:23:32.579Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sb7nl718h3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OLOF39eUdqI/s1600-h/wire+-+bonnie"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313939249248896882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sb7nl718h3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OLOF39eUdqI/s320/wire+-+bonnie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Belíssima e rara entrevista de Will Oldham (aka Bonnie 'Prince' Billy) &lt;a href="http://www.thewire.co.uk/articles/2178/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7282973546423775405?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7282973546423775405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7282973546423775405' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7282973546423775405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7282973546423775405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/belissima-e-rara-entrevista-de-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/Sb7nl718h3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/OLOF39eUdqI/s72-c/wire+-+bonnie' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6651927179785612824</id><published>2009-03-16T23:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:00:44.604Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWRo6C_HcEo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AWRo6C_HcEo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Elvis - Suspicious Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grande canção, grande interpetação. Deve ser por performances como estas que o chamam de Rei. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6651927179785612824?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6651927179785612824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6651927179785612824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6651927179785612824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6651927179785612824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/elvis-suspicious-mind-grande-cancao.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2270338116714606570</id><published>2009-03-11T01:14:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:42:10.065Z</updated><title type='text'>Ribeira das Naus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SbcTzHJXFvI/AAAAAAAAAac/6uOH7atGapU/s1600-h/Ribeira+das+Naus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311736054319355634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SbcTzHJXFvI/AAAAAAAAAac/6uOH7atGapU/s320/Ribeira+das+Naus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enquanto a Ribeira das Naus se encontra fechada, outra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ribeiradasnaus.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ribeira das Naus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, o blogue, faz as delícias de quem pretende ver um pouco mais além no espectro cultural. O espaço gerido por Almirante Ramos é uma excelente ribeira de fluídas ideias e acutilantes pontos de vista (ler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ribeiradasnaus.blogspot.com/search?q=Vozes+e+escolhas+da+R%C3%A1dio"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vozes e escolhas da Rádio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; por exemplo). Mas a Ribeira das Naus é também um porto privilegiado para as boas-novas que nos chegam do universo Amor Fúria / FlorCaveira. Fiquem atentos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhfbMSItF_M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RhfbMSItF_M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os Pontos Negros - Magnífico Material Inútil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nota: videoclip com mão de Almirante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2270338116714606570?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2270338116714606570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2270338116714606570' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2270338116714606570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2270338116714606570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/03/ribeira-das-naus.html' title='Ribeira das Naus'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SbcTzHJXFvI/AAAAAAAAAac/6uOH7atGapU/s72-c/Ribeira+das+Naus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4802936581384853734</id><published>2009-02-22T11:54:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:32:02.922Z</updated><title type='text'>Odawas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em recente viagem pelo catálogo da Jagjaguwar (casa de Bon Iver e Black Mountain, entre outros) cruzei-me com o projecto &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/odawastheband"&gt;Odawas&lt;/a&gt;, originário de Berkeley (USA). Na verdade, o que em primeiro lugar me chamou a atenção foi a excelente capa do álbum que agora editam (&lt;em&gt;The Blue Depths&lt;/em&gt;), confirmando a importância de uma boa &lt;em&gt;cover art &lt;/em&gt;que capte a atmosfera do disco, sobretudo num mundo saturado de música. Para melhor se compreender o som dos Odawas sugiro exactamente aquilo que a banda propõe: "&lt;a href="http://odawas.net/"&gt;10 Records to listen to in preparation for the Blue Depths". &lt;/a&gt;Entre os vários clássicos que indicam para ouvirmos antes de entrarmos em &lt;em&gt;Blue Depths&lt;/em&gt; estão Joni Mitchell, Blue Nile e Dennis Wilson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Também oiço por aqui as planícies de Angelo Badalamenti, a ambiência estática dos Red House Painters, a ternura de Neil Young, os "efeitos espaciais" dos Flaming Lips e a harmónica de Springsteen em Nebraska.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305592128818415458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SaE_7lFUh2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nc1dhRF2bRA/s320/The_Blue_Depths-Odawas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4802936581384853734?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4802936581384853734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4802936581384853734' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4802936581384853734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4802936581384853734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/02/odawas.html' title='Odawas'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SaE_7lFUh2I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nc1dhRF2bRA/s72-c/The_Blue_Depths-Odawas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6264137771663803654</id><published>2009-02-17T22:06:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:46:29.788Z</updated><title type='text'>Prognósticos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No mês de Janeiro, muitos críticos e jornalistas se entreteram a conjecturar sobre quem iria ser "grande" em 2009. Um exercício típico do Professor Karamba, mas com uma preposição certeira: se há alguém que pode ditar ou influenciar as opiniões e gostos do público são os próprios média.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não arrisco se este ou aquele, cairão, ou não, no goto das pessoas, mas nestes prognósticos descobrem-se algumas coisas bem interessantes. Como por exemplo, os &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theheliosequence"&gt;Helio Sequence&lt;/a&gt;, duo de Portland que embora já com três álbuns editados, conseguiu ao quarto registo atrair atenções. &lt;em&gt;Keep Your Eyes Ahead, &lt;/em&gt;de 2008, é um disco muito competente, repleto de temas que ficam à primeira no ouvido e melodias típicas do universo indie rock, a fazer lembrar (por vezes demasiado) os Modest Mouse, de Isaac Brock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303896691858351010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SZs58KOWI6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/RK3_7h8M0KU/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6264137771663803654?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6264137771663803654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6264137771663803654' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6264137771663803654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6264137771663803654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/02/prognosticos.html' title='Prognósticos'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SZs58KOWI6I/AAAAAAAAAZs/RK3_7h8M0KU/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6843897617466742563</id><published>2009-02-12T22:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:47:03.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SZShJ4gGNuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aPY1lczNJWc/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302039852479821538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SZShJ4gGNuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aPY1lczNJWc/s400/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma voz terna canta baladas sobre tragédias mundanas. &lt;a href="http://www.charlielouvinbros.com/"&gt;Charlie Louvin&lt;/a&gt;, um ícone do country e da canção tradicional americana, a caminho das suas oitenta e duas primaveras, apresenta com &lt;em&gt;Sings Murder Ballads and Disaster Songs&lt;/em&gt; um álbum fascinante e comovente. Altamente recomendável, sobretudo para quem gosta de Johnnies Cashes, Willies Nelsones e Merles Haggardes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um excerto de &lt;em&gt;Down With The Old Canoe&lt;/em&gt;, tema sobre o Titanic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This great ship was built by man, that is why she could not stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"She could not sink" was the cry from one and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But an iceberg ripped her side and it cut down all her pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They found the hand of God was in it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6843897617466742563?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6843897617466742563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6843897617466742563' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6843897617466742563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6843897617466742563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/02/uma-voz-terna-canta-baladas-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SZShJ4gGNuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aPY1lczNJWc/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6600453396917314641</id><published>2009-02-07T15:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:19:17.643Z</updated><title type='text'>Sons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.pitchfork.tv/mediaplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="file=http://www.pitchfork.tv/node/2945/embed.xml"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.pitchfork.tv/mediaplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="file=http://www.pitchfork.tv/node/2945/embed.xml" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swiss director 1989 Peter Liechti's art film finds beauty in unusual noises and places...like metal screeching, steel wires, broken TVs, mini-golf contraptions and spoons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6600453396917314641?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6600453396917314641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6600453396917314641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6600453396917314641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6600453396917314641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/02/sons.html' title='Sons'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8435462542646062007</id><published>2009-02-06T23:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:31:42.061Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJRoHTimZKI&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WJRoHTimZKI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Animal Collective - "My Girls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um exemplo do que os rapazes conseguem fazer. Um desejo para 2009 (para além da crise abrandar): ver Animal Collective ao vivo, de novo, pode ser no mesmo sítio do ano passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8435462542646062007?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8435462542646062007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8435462542646062007' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8435462542646062007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8435462542646062007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/02/animal-collective-my-girls-um-exemplo.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2877404547026609798</id><published>2009-01-31T18:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:12:55.245Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SYSe3UGQc_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/OR-IpymmOco/s1600-h/merriweather+post+pavillion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297533734819492850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SYSe3UGQc_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/OR-IpymmOco/s400/merriweather+post+pavillion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/animalcollectivetheband"&gt;Animal Collective - &lt;em&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O disco teima em não sair da aparelhagem. As duas primeiras faixas são um assombro. Demasiadas sensações para pôr em palavras. Felizmente que depois da descarga rítmica produzida por &lt;em&gt;In The Flowers&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;My Girls&lt;/em&gt; (convém sempre ouvi-las de seguida), nos chega um tema mais repousante - &lt;em&gt;Also Frightened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Já tentaram olhar directamente para o sol? É desse tipo de intensidade que &lt;em&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion&lt;/em&gt; irradia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2877404547026609798?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2877404547026609798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2877404547026609798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2877404547026609798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2877404547026609798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/01/animal-collective-merriweather-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SYSe3UGQc_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/OR-IpymmOco/s72-c/merriweather+post+pavillion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5986895274448890995</id><published>2009-01-04T16:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:28:02.517Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SWDjg33qkcI/AAAAAAAAAZE/F1IM-mJkCAI/s1600-h/hiatus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287476116425707970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SWDjg33qkcI/AAAAAAAAAZE/F1IM-mJkCAI/s320/hiatus.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5986895274448890995?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5986895274448890995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5986895274448890995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5986895274448890995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5986895274448890995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SWDjg33qkcI/AAAAAAAAAZE/F1IM-mJkCAI/s72-c/hiatus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1621957751141542110</id><published>2008-12-29T23:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:31:38.304Z</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF8BjSCC6dw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uF8BjSCC6dw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Walkmen - "In The New Year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fn3VRCdwyt8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fn3VRCdwyt8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U2 - "New Year's Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Duas canções de duas bandas. Dois hinos de esperança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1621957751141542110?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1621957751141542110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1621957751141542110' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1621957751141542110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1621957751141542110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3470704680247091834</id><published>2008-12-20T00:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:05:22.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Trovadores Aos Pares</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1QO0jQ0PB0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1QO0jQ0PB0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Johnny Cash &amp;amp; Joni Mitchell - "Girl  From The North Country"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uma canção para embalar neste Natal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boas Festas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3470704680247091834?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3470704680247091834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3470704680247091834' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3470704680247091834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3470704680247091834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/12/trovadores-aos-pares.html' title='Trovadores Aos Pares'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-752854188088366194</id><published>2008-12-18T00:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:53:42.772Z</updated><title type='text'>Fleet Foxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-lt0Y7pgnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-lt0Y7pgnA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fleet Foxes - uma das melhores surpresas musicais de 2008. Aqui, em mais um capítulo das Black Cab Sessions - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blackcabsessions.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.blackcabsessions.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-752854188088366194?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/752854188088366194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=752854188088366194' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/752854188088366194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/752854188088366194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/12/fleet-foxes.html' title='Fleet Foxes'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6693610813119409635</id><published>2008-12-15T21:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:16:51.969Z</updated><title type='text'>Lisa Mitchell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RowAc-H3EM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5RowAc-H3EM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lisa Mitchell - "Neopolitan Dreams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neopolitan Dreams&lt;/em&gt; foi o tema escolhido pelo El Corte Inglés para a campanha televisiva deste Natal. A intérprete é uma jovem, de seu nome Lisa Mitchell, que tem tudo para ser uma estrela pop por algum tempo. Talvez seis meses, talvez um ano, talvez menos ou talvez mais. Depende de quanto tempo levará a aparecer outra que tome o seu lugar - que isto do pop mais comercial dura três dias ou talvez menos. Interessante é o facto de Lisa Mitchell ter saído dos Idolos australianos lá do sítio, o que pela qualidade da canção leva a crer que o programa em terras oceânicas é bem melhor do que o seu homólogo português. Talvez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6693610813119409635?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6693610813119409635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6693610813119409635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6693610813119409635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6693610813119409635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/12/lisa-mitchell.html' title='Lisa Mitchell'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3792094607384589120</id><published>2008-12-07T16:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:29:09.814Z</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_DIJWH3Y7xo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_DIJWH3Y7xo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andrew Bird - "Masterswam"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Um novo álbum de Andrew Bird tornou-se num acontecimento digno de nota e de alguma (muita) expectativa. Desde 2005, ano em que descobri este refrescante artista, pelo brilhante &lt;em&gt;Mysterious Productions Of Eggs&lt;/em&gt;, que tenho seguido todos os passos de Bird e seus recentes lançamentos discográficos. Deste modo, espero com leve ansiedade as novas canções e as novas melodias a extrair de &lt;em&gt;Noble Beast&lt;/em&gt;, álbum com edição marcada para Fevereiro do próximo ano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3792094607384589120?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3792094607384589120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3792094607384589120' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3792094607384589120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3792094607384589120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/12/andrew-bird.html' title='Andrew Bird'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6633747076801850822</id><published>2008-11-27T20:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:45:39.708Z</updated><title type='text'>Folclore II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SS8FdvHJzAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZXb_ibp4jCY/s1600-h/Cena+de+Aldeia+-+Leonel+Marques+Pereira+(1892).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273439697094953986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SS8FdvHJzAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZXb_ibp4jCY/s320/Cena+de+Aldeia+-+Leonel+Marques+Pereira+(1892).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cena de Aldeia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Leonel Marques Pereira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1892&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Descrição&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ao centro em primeiro plano, dois pares, um de frente e outro de costas, dançam ao som da música de um violino que o tocador, de pé, ao lado esquerdo toca. Vestem trajes típicos do norte do país. Os homens com jaquetas coloridas e camisa branca de mangas tufadas; as mulheres com corpetes justos, saias amplas e tamancas pretas, ostentam grandes arrecadas e colares em ouro. Junto ao tocador de violino há um cego sentado sobre uma pedra, segurando um varapau e com o chapéu aos pés (pedindo esmola ?). No plano seguinte à direita mais duas mulheres jovens, uma delas batendo palmas e a outra falando para uma menina. Por trás um terceiro par a conversar. Ao fundo, num plano distante está esboçada uma multidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(informação retirada de ipmuseus.pt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6633747076801850822?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6633747076801850822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6633747076801850822' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6633747076801850822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6633747076801850822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/folclore-ii.html' title='Folclore II'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SS8FdvHJzAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZXb_ibp4jCY/s72-c/Cena+de+Aldeia+-+Leonel+Marques+Pereira+(1892).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1870714717381339863</id><published>2008-11-24T23:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:02:16.390Z</updated><title type='text'>Folclore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9b-jyhKFq4&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9b-jyhKFq4&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Infelizmente esta captação não faz justiça à experiência ao vivo. E também peço desculpa por não saber o nome da canção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1870714717381339863?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1870714717381339863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1870714717381339863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1870714717381339863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1870714717381339863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/folclore.html' title='Folclore'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-4428516439299120995</id><published>2008-11-23T12:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:52:59.895Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271832566456196802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SSlPya71HsI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8ONCzygzLwA/s320/guillul" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Algumas das letras mais curiosas escritas na língua de Camões andam, "perigosamente", à solta neste disco - &lt;em&gt;Tiago Guillul IV&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pior que gente devassa é um clero com preguiça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Até a Madre Teresa sacode os pés dessa missa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Em 92 levaste um moicano para o liceu de Queluz&lt;br /&gt;Na altura começava a ouvir o Kurt Cobain e ainda hoje é o punk rock que me seduz&lt;br /&gt;E será que chegaste a saber, o bem que a tua crista me fez?&lt;br /&gt;E hoje, sobra a saudade e um leve início de surdez."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKHsQbMDiaQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKHsQbMDiaQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tiago Guillul - "Beijas Como Uma Freira"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-4428516439299120995?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/4428516439299120995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=4428516439299120995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4428516439299120995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/4428516439299120995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/algumas-das-letras-mais-curiosas.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SSlPya71HsI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8ONCzygzLwA/s72-c/guillul' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6873049570757738281</id><published>2008-11-17T22:56:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T20:45:24.812Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SSH24WdUVlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/DLOqBzBWj20/s1600-h/Ribeiro,+Joaquim+Vitorino+(Martir+Crist%C3%A3o).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269764486961845842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SSH24WdUVlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/DLOqBzBWj20/s320/Ribeiro,+Joaquim+Vitorino+(Martir+Crist%C3%A3o).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mártir Cristão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joaquim Vitorino Ribeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1879&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descrição:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Figuração de uma criança morta, deitada no chão, de perfil. Tem um nimbo amarelo, denso e opaco, e está parcialmente coberta com uma pele. Veste uma túnica branca com duas bandas vermelhas na manga. A figura jacente ocupa em toda a largura a metade inferior do quadro tendo a cabeça do lado esquerdo. A parede de fundo do quadro cujo plano ocupa mais de dois terços da altura total é feito de uma tonalidade entre os beijes e os castanhos, sem grandes variações cromáticas, interrompida, no sentido vertical, por duplos traços paralelos e equidistantes que terminam numa espécie de roda-pé, quase totalmente encoberto pela figura, num tom de verde intenso. O chão onde assenta a figura tem uma tonalidade próxima da da parede onde se distinguem os traços oblíquos que convergem para o centro fazendo a marcação da perspectiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proveniência/incorporação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depósito - Depósito da Câmara Municipal do Porto no Museu Nacional de Soares dos Reis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(informação retirada de ipmuseus.pt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6873049570757738281?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6873049570757738281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6873049570757738281' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6873049570757738281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6873049570757738281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/mrtir-cristo-joaquim-vitorino-ribeiro.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SSH24WdUVlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/DLOqBzBWj20/s72-c/Ribeiro,+Joaquim+Vitorino+(Martir+Crist%C3%A3o).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1896787878320779721</id><published>2008-11-16T00:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:56:03.631Z</updated><title type='text'>Trovadores Aos Pares</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFMlbugi7Qo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OFMlbugi7Qo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;John Lee Hooker &amp;amp; Van Morrison - "Boom Boom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1896787878320779721?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1896787878320779721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1896787878320779721' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1896787878320779721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1896787878320779721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/trovadores-aos-pares.html' title='Trovadores Aos Pares'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6459841692254404660</id><published>2008-11-13T22:36:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:50:45.721Z</updated><title type='text'>Amor Fúria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRysTPwcBgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3HJobHUIUWU/s1600-h/af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268275110763824642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRysTPwcBgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3HJobHUIUWU/s320/af.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um grupo de artistas e editoras independentes procuram o reencontro entre o rock’n’roll e a língua portuguesa. Tiago Guillul, Pontos Negros ou João Coração são alguns dos nomes a emergir no &lt;em&gt;mainstream&lt;/em&gt; musical nos últimos meses. Outros como Manuel Fúria, Samuel Úria e Os Quais seguem-lhes as pisadas. A visibilidade pública destes projectos muito se deve ao trabalho, energia e capacidade de mobilização da Amor Fúria. Poderemos anunciar a boa nova de um movimento cultural em plena marcha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A Amor Fúria parte do espírito Roque éne Role com o objectivo de criar novas linguagens pópe.” Esta é a ideia chave do manifesto da editora independente – Amor Fúria. Influenciados pelo tema &lt;em&gt;Amantes Furiosos&lt;/em&gt;, dos Heróis do Mar, estes Amantes Furiosos pretendem preencher uma lacuna na cultura pop portuguesa. “Os anos 90 foram um terrível equívoco na música portuguesa”, afirma Manuel Fúria, fundador da editora, músico, católico e devoto seguidor das palavras de Padre António Vieira. “Temos imensos músicos a desejar ter nascido em Nova Iorque ou Londres, a sonhar com uma internacionalização e, em muitos casos, com vergonha de serem portugueses”, diz Fúria, para quem é urgente dar continuidade ao que foi iniciado nos anos 80 com a Fundação Atlântica, editora discográfica fundada por Pedro Ayres Magalhães e Miguel Esteves Cardoso. “Pensamos em português, falamos em português, mas porque não cantamos em português?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo começou a acontecer para a Amor Fúria quando Manuel conheceu Tiago Guillul, pastor baptista, músico e um dos porta-vozes do movimento que procura recuperar os valores clássicos do “Roque éne Role” luso. Guillul é o mentor da editora FlorCaveira, casa mãe para Os Pontos Negros, João Coração, Samuel Úria, entre outros projectos nacionais que têm em comum a utilização da língua portuguesa como veículo de expressão. Entusiasmado com o património da &lt;em&gt;factory&lt;/em&gt; de Guillul, Manuel Fúria predispõe-se a dar mais visibilidade ao movimento, através do agenciamento de concertos dos artistas FlorCaveira em bares e salas de média dimensão da região de Lisboa. Muita da recente exposição mediática dos artistas da editora de Tiago Guillul se deve à dedicação e esforço do pessoal da Amor Fúria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a etiqueta de Manuel Fúria, e sua equipa (Almirante Ramos e Tiago Cravidão), tem igualmente planos para a edição de discos. O próximo ano promete ser imensamente produtivo e revelador de novos talentos. Os Quais, grupo de Jacinto Lucas Pires (escritor) e Tomás Cunha Ferreira (pintor), apresentará uma proposta estética muito particular, ligando Portugal ao Brasil numa visão atlântica que decerto marcará o cenário musical português. No mesmo plano, teremos a estreia em disco dos bracarenses Smix Smox Smux, grupo que aposta no humor e auto-crítica, num inteligente e melódico jogo de palavras. E por último, mas não menos importante, 2009 será ainda o ano d’Os Golpes, banda em que Manuel Fúria é timoneiro e que trará à luz do dia o tão aguardado debute, intitulado &lt;em&gt;Cruz Vermelha Sobre Fundo Branco&lt;/em&gt;. Os Golpes foram a surpresa na apresentação do recente álbum d’Os Pontos Negros no Musicbox e a sua &lt;em&gt;Marcha&lt;/em&gt; já roda há algum tempo pelo MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a Amor Fúria existem quatro referências essenciais que guiam grande parte da sua actividade enquanto promotora cultural. Em primeiro lugar, a obra de Padre António Vieira, explicada pela ligação de Manuel Fúria aos Jesuítas e pela sua afinidade perante as ideias defendidas por Vieira. “Foi a segunda estrela pop, a primeira foi Jesus”, refere Fúria e explica-se: “entendeu o mundo de uma forma global e encontrou o discurso adequado para se dirigir tanto a Índios como à Rainha de Inglaterra”. A segunda referência é António Variações, “pelo que anunciou há 25 anos atrás”, “a fusão entre as raízes portuguesas e a sensualidade das formas Pópe anglo-saxónicas”. Outra figura relevante para Manuel Fúria é Pedro Ayres Magalhães, “pelo que fez nos Heróis do Mar e pelo impulso que conferiu à música pop portuguesa”. Por outras coordenadas, Fúria aponta a Factory de Tony Wilson, o magnetismo da cena de &lt;em&gt;Madchester&lt;/em&gt; e a intensidade de bandas como Joy Division e New Order, que continuam a ser referências para o homem da Amor Fúria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Suprir certas deficiências da cultura em Portugal, especificando o seu raio de acção na valorização e promoção da cultura pópe moderna” é um projecto ambicioso que a Amor Fúria assume na sua totalidade. “Falta honestidade nas canções, faltam produtos culturais que reflictam o cenário português, artistas que falem de e para Portugal. O país está em ruínas desde a ressaca dos Descobrimentos. O século XX foi um mar de oportunidades perdidas e agora é necessário refazer as ruínas identitárias de Portugal!” atira de rajada Manuel Fúria, calmamente sentado na esplanada da Brasileira. De repente sente-se que a tocha passou para outra geração. De Camões para Vieira, de Pessoa para Agostinho da Silva e de Ayres Magalhães para a Amor Fúria. O desígnio do Quinto Império mora agora no Campo Grande. “Acredito no Quinto Império, porque senão o acto de viver era inútil. Para quê viver se não achássemos que o futuro vai trazer-nos uma solução que cure os problemas das sociedades de hoje?”, as palavras são de Agostinho da Silva mas podiam ser de Manuel Fúria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Artigo originalmente publicado no programa de Novembro do Musicbox Lisboa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6459841692254404660?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6459841692254404660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6459841692254404660' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6459841692254404660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6459841692254404660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/amor-fria.html' title='Amor Fúria'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRysTPwcBgI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3HJobHUIUWU/s72-c/af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-5219854077313098930</id><published>2008-11-06T23:23:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:15:40.786Z</updated><title type='text'>The Ronettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRODNwC-m-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/s49odetIvHs/s1600-h/ronettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265696661585173474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRODNwC-m-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/s49odetIvHs/s320/ronettes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O anúncio ao Renault Clio Break tem um gancho que serve na perfeição o objectivo de prender a atenção do espectador. O gancho em questão é o tema &lt;em&gt;Be My Baby&lt;/em&gt; das Ronettes, grupo pop feminino dos anos 60, composto pelas manas Bennett e Nedra Talley, sua prima. Produzido pela mão do genial, e excêntrico, Phil Spector, criador do efeito "Wall Of Sound", &lt;em&gt;Be My Baby&lt;/em&gt; é um dos exemplos supremos da música popular mais "bonita" e "feliz" feita na década de 60 do século XX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ONH3hIjO3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ONH3hIjO3c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Ronettes - "Be My Baby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Décadas mais tarde, o efeito "Wall Of Sound" de Spector regressa e, desta vez, por mais improvável que possa parecer, é avistado nas terras altas da Escócia, mais precisamente na cidade de Glasgow e na musicalidade do grupo Camera Obscura. O sentimento &lt;em&gt;naif,&lt;/em&gt; descontraído, melódico e profundamente viciante é o mesmo que ouvimos na música das Ronettes ou noutros conjuntos que passaram pela sala de controlo de Phil Spector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztIWgEO0vRc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ztIWgEO0vRc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camera Obscura - "If Looks Could Kill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-5219854077313098930?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/5219854077313098930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=5219854077313098930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5219854077313098930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/5219854077313098930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/ronettes.html' title='The Ronettes'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRODNwC-m-I/AAAAAAAAAVA/s49odetIvHs/s72-c/ronettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8419301535999242187</id><published>2008-11-04T23:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:19:17.568Z</updated><title type='text'>The Walkmen no Tivoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRDV1ExZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YzB-iqzZask/s1600-h/walkmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264943072186858050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRDV1ExZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YzB-iqzZask/s320/walkmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finalmente a estreia em Portugal dos Walkmen. 4 de Dezembro no Tivoli. Um espectáculo inserido na programação do Super Bock Em Stock, novo festival de Inverno &lt;em&gt;à la&lt;/em&gt; South By Southwest mas que tem lugar em várias salas da Avenida da Liberdade: Cinema São Jorge, Teatro Tivoli, Teatro Variedades e Cabaret Maxime (&lt;a href="http://www.superbock.pt/SuperBrand/superbockemstock"&gt;www.superbock.pt/SuperBrand/superbockemstock&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8419301535999242187?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8419301535999242187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8419301535999242187' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8419301535999242187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8419301535999242187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/11/walkmen.html' title='The Walkmen no Tivoli'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SRDV1ExZ-kI/AAAAAAAAAU4/YzB-iqzZask/s72-c/walkmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-9165575203526933145</id><published>2008-10-22T23:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:39:39.738+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trovadores Aos Pares</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWUg-C9459k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWUg-C9459k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chuck Berry &amp;amp; John Lennon -"Memphis Tennesse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-9165575203526933145?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/9165575203526933145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=9165575203526933145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9165575203526933145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9165575203526933145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/trovadores-aos-pares.html' title='Trovadores Aos Pares'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1706761336307847244</id><published>2008-10-22T00:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:32:06.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliott Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SP5hIx_cXWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QyfVq2Hpq3o/s1600-h/elliott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259748218301603170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SP5hIx_cXWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QyfVq2Hpq3o/s320/elliott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Elliott Smith deixou-nos a 21 de Outubro de 2003, mas a sua música continua nos ouvidos e corações de muitos apaixonados pela sua obra. Profundamente romântico, compositor de canções que nos enchem a alma, que nos tocam bem fundo, nos ossos do nosso vulnerável corpo. Os temas de Elliott são, na sua maioria, despidos de grandes produções ou arranjos, e é justamente por esse jeito particular de se expôr que ficará para sempre como um marco da melhor música de autor feita em terras do Tio Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O salto para a fama dá-se quando é convidado para actuar nos Óscares de 1998, interpretando &lt;em&gt;Miss Misery&lt;/em&gt;, canção presente na banda sonora do filme Good Will Hunting de Gus Van Sant. Elliott Smith considerou a experiência surreal e estranha ao mesmo tempo, referindo que não gostaria de viver naquele mundo hollywoodesco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/La8Y6n0oqz0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/La8Y6n0oqz0&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Elliott Smith - "Angeles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1706761336307847244?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1706761336307847244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1706761336307847244' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1706761336307847244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1706761336307847244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/elliott-smith.html' title='Elliott Smith'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SP5hIx_cXWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/QyfVq2Hpq3o/s72-c/elliott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8074793055203259936</id><published>2008-10-18T14:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:41:57.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A inspiração tem andado um pouco ausente deste blogue. Felizmente, o panorama musical português tem tido, recentemente, um surto de criatividade digno de nota. Dos Pontos Negros, aos Buraka Som Sistema, passando pelo Tiago Guillul e chegando aos Deolinda, cujo &lt;em&gt;Fon Fon Fon&lt;/em&gt; apresento agora neste vídeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mb3Kh94XnLo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mb3Kh94XnLo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deolinda - "Fon Fon Fon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.S.: Deolinda tocam hoje na Aula Magna, o espectáculo encontra-se esgotado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8074793055203259936?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8074793055203259936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8074793055203259936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8074793055203259936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8074793055203259936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/inspirao-tem-andado-um-pouco-ausente.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2038046921983628159</id><published>2008-10-12T16:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:28:09.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288481829052306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SPIWhnRl35I/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFbOml1Rnqs/s320/Sacrifice+of+Isaac+(1598)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sacrifício de Isaac&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Caravaggio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1598&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPTTmsQSrFM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cPTTmsQSrFM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PJ Harvey - "Highway 61 Rivisited"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2038046921983628159?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2038046921983628159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2038046921983628159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2038046921983628159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2038046921983628159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/sacrifcio-de-isaac-caravaggio-1598-pj.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SPIWhnRl35I/AAAAAAAAAQw/WFbOml1Rnqs/s72-c/Sacrifice+of+Isaac+(1598)' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-8941563311234272181</id><published>2008-10-09T23:50:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:05:43.648+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walkmen (4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SO6NzsppHBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/B4zEW1WIWvs/s1600-h/you+%26+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255293734486613010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SO6NzsppHBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/B4zEW1WIWvs/s320/you+%26+me.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E assim chegamos ao último capítulo desta ainda curta história. &lt;em&gt;In The New Year&lt;/em&gt; é o tema que serve de mote para o mais recente trabalho da banda - &lt;em&gt;You &amp;amp; Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Infelizmente, ainda não tive oportunidade de ouvir este novo conjunto de canções, pois o álbum não se encontra à venda no mercado português. Contudo, tenho-me contentado com as músicas disponibilizadas no myspace do grupo (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thewalkmen"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.myspace.com/thewalkmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;), que me vão enganando a fome, por enquanto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBblCCelRIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBblCCelRIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Walkmen - "In The New Year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-8941563311234272181?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/8941563311234272181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=8941563311234272181' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8941563311234272181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/8941563311234272181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/walkmen-4.html' title='The Walkmen (4)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SO6NzsppHBI/AAAAAAAAAQo/B4zEW1WIWvs/s72-c/you+%26+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2181073075265970628</id><published>2008-10-07T00:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:43:53.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TLEduE6WWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5TLEduE6WWI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TV On The Radio - "Golden Age"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2181073075265970628?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2181073075265970628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2181073075265970628' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2181073075265970628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2181073075265970628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/tv-on-radio-golden-age.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6351236626025418851</id><published>2008-10-07T00:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:40:45.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOqhWe7YkQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/p-ASZsqpY_w/s1600-h/Melancholy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254189322912436482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOqhWe7YkQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/p-ASZsqpY_w/s320/Melancholy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melancholy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Edgar Degas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1874&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/8756908094957821546-6351236626025418851?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6351236626025418851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6351236626025418851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6351236626025418851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6351236626025418851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/melancholy-edgar-degas-1874.html' title=''/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOqhWe7YkQI/AAAAAAAAAQY/p-ASZsqpY_w/s72-c/Melancholy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6803641617122797356</id><published>2008-10-05T15:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:28:18.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walkmen (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253682611111008978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOjUf-XrGtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2CPhg9JAy44/s320/Hundred+Miles+Off.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Louisiana &lt;/em&gt;faz parte do terceiro álbum de originais de The Walkmen - &lt;em&gt;A Hundred Miles Off - &lt;/em&gt;um disco que dá continuidade ao conceito estético da banda. Dramatismo da voz, urgência das canções, guitarras flamenjantes, Joy Division&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;encontra&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; está tudo lá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quanto a &lt;em&gt;Louisiana,&lt;/em&gt; não poderia ser melhor ponto de partida para &lt;em&gt;A Hundred Miles Off. &lt;/em&gt;Uma canção ao estilo Dylan de &lt;em&gt;Highway 61 Revisited &lt;/em&gt;(oiça-se&lt;em&gt; Queen Jane Approximately&lt;/em&gt; para o efeito), tanto na forma como no sentimento que transpira. Com o bónus e cereja no topo do bolo a pertencerem à secção de sopro, que lhe dá o devido toque fronteiriço e arajem mexicana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9NIPDeoPvM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9NIPDeoPvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Walkmen - "Louisiana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6803641617122797356?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6803641617122797356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6803641617122797356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6803641617122797356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6803641617122797356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/walkmen-3.html' title='The Walkmen (3)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOjUf-XrGtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2CPhg9JAy44/s72-c/Hundred+Miles+Off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2850986025967585416</id><published>2008-10-02T23:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:09:05.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Política</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E agora um pouco de política...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cwRnOHsRS48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cwRnOHsRS48&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The Ballad Of Sarah Palin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2850986025967585416?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2850986025967585416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2850986025967585416' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2850986025967585416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2850986025967585416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/poltica.html' title='Política'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2463192337312565853</id><published>2008-10-02T22:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T23:01:45.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walkmen (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOVA79U-4kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NvltIDfkZ9w/s1600-h/bows+%2B+arrows"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252675939216581186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOVA79U-4kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NvltIDfkZ9w/s320/bows+%2B+arrows" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rat&lt;/em&gt;, o segundo tema de &lt;em&gt;Bows &amp;amp; Arrows,&lt;/em&gt; e o primeiro a fazer-me levantar da cadeira neste segundo registo da banda. Uma síntese perfeita de revolta e energia numa mesma canção, em que as várias interrogações da letra lhe conferem a devida consistência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em &lt;em&gt;The Rat&lt;/em&gt;, The Walkmen ganham personalidade e um single que lhes trouxe bastante visibilidade, mas ganham sobretudo uma figura de proa, Hamilton Leithauser, o vocalista da banda, numa interpretação por demais carismática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKyu0In9nzw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKyu0In9nzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Walkmen - "The Rat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2463192337312565853?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2463192337312565853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2463192337312565853' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2463192337312565853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2463192337312565853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/10/walkmen-2.html' title='The Walkmen (2)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOVA79U-4kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NvltIDfkZ9w/s72-c/bows+%2B+arrows' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-2157302080877581345</id><published>2008-09-29T22:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T16:22:25.111+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walkmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251566271793071106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOFPs0CmBAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/spyT5MekX8k/s320/the+walkmen" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há cerca de seis anos, a capa de um disco despertava-me a curiosidade numa dominical e preguiçosa leitura do suplemento cultural do Expresso. O álbum era &lt;em&gt;Everyone Who Pretended To Like Me Is Gone&lt;/em&gt; da banda nova iorquina The Walkmen. Para além da capa e do título, que desde logo me prenderam os sentidos, a motivante crítica de João Lisboa fez o favor de tornar este objecto ainda mais interessante e alvo de urgente audição.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hoje, The Walkmen são um dos projectos de eleição nas minhas deambulações musicais. E a propósito da edição do último registo do grupo - &lt;em&gt;You &amp;amp; Me&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; recordarei aqui alguns dos momentos marcantes desta ainda curta, mas estimulante, carreira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoBGqLt96Pg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eoBGqLt96Pg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Walkmen - "We've Been Had"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-2157302080877581345?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/2157302080877581345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=2157302080877581345' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2157302080877581345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/2157302080877581345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/09/walkmen.html' title='The Walkmen'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SOFPs0CmBAI/AAAAAAAAAP4/spyT5MekX8k/s72-c/the+walkmen' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-9006074541131798974</id><published>2008-09-27T12:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:15:30.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peixes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os bracarenses Peixe : Avião estão em Lisboa para apresentarem os temas do seu álbum de estreia - &lt;em&gt;40.02 - &lt;/em&gt;ao vivo no Musicbox. Peixe : Avião é um dos projectos mais interessantes a surgir no universo rock alternativo português. Com a graça de cantarem, e bem, em português, são uma lufada de ar fresco no panorama musical nacional. Nem sempre muito arejado em termos de criativadade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imaginem que os Radiohead se expressavam em português, talvez soasse algo parecido com Peixe : Avião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ouvir: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/peixeaviao"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.myspace.com/peixeaviao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaOU7ApkMns&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaOU7ApkMns&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Peixe : Avião - "A Espera É Um Arame"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S.: a comparação com Radiohead não pretende ser simplista ou redutora daquilo que são, ou poderão vir a ser, os Peixe : Avião.&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/8756908094957821546-9006074541131798974?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/9006074541131798974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=9006074541131798974' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9006074541131798974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/9006074541131798974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/09/os-bracarenses-peixe-avio-esto-em.html' title='Peixes'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-3647159394003201863</id><published>2008-09-14T18:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:36:27.182+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Híbrido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SM1HLZnA6cI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1BdrA6Hnxbc/s1600-h/Novembro_P1_-_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245927402135153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SM1HLZnA6cI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1BdrA6Hnxbc/s320/Novembro_P1_-_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Miguel Filipe, dos Novembro, encomendou a João Pessoa, a construção de um protótipo de Guitarra Portuguesa Eléctrica. O resultado é este que podemos ver na imagem. Agora, só nos resta esperar um pouco mais, para ficarmos a saber que som produzirá esta nova guitarra, intitulada de "Novembro P1".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oportunidade, também, para recordar um dos nomes maiores da Guitarra, e da Música, Portuguesa: Carlos Paredes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZgeOwTxJV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZgeOwTxJV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Carlos Paredes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-3647159394003201863?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/3647159394003201863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=3647159394003201863' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3647159394003201863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/3647159394003201863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/09/hbrido.html' title='Híbrido'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SM1HLZnA6cI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1BdrA6Hnxbc/s72-c/Novembro_P1_-_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7061703185039629641</id><published>2008-08-30T09:43:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:29:08.478+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrevista:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SLkLYJ_cxWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KSHz5pBfH9A/s1600-h/ana+free+2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240232151049094498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SLkLYJ_cxWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KSHz5pBfH9A/s320/ana+free+2" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ana Free é um fenómeno. Passado um ano após a publicação dos primeiros vídeos no YouTube, é descoberta pela Antena 3 e desde esse momento a sua popularidade não mais parou de crescer. Numa conversa descontraída, Ana explica-nos como tudo aconteceu e como tem reagido a toda a recente atenção em seu redor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é que a Ana Gomes Ferreira se tornou a Ana Free?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava um dia em casa e decidi por um vídeo no YouTube, e achei que Ana Gomes Ferreira não era um nome que tivesse muito marketing, então surgiu Ana Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porquê Ana Free?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free, porque soava bem na altura e gostei da ideia. Também pelo seu significado, mas mais porque soava bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escreves e compões música desde os 11 anos. Sempre em inglês? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que consigo escrever melhor em Inglês. Estou à espera do dia em que consiga fazer justiça a uma música em português. Ainda não aconteceu, já tentei, mas ainda não ganhei o hábito de escrever em português.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei que aprendeste guitarra com o teu pai. Mas já tiveste aulas de canto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, aprendi os primeiros acordes com o meu pai. Nunca tive aulas de canto, mas preciso de ter... Tive aulas de respiração, de como controlar a voz através da respiração. No Colégio, para uma peça de teatro, tirei uma aula ou duas de canto, mas não foi o suficiente para aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No concerto na Fábrica Braço de Prata demonstraste uma grande segurança com a tua voz. É a voz o teu principal instrumento de trabalho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Teria de dizer que sim... Canto mesmo sem o acompanhamento da guitarra, ou quando escrevo já estou a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como compões? Primeiro surge a letra e depois a música?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depende, por vezes vêm os acordes depois a letra, às vezes surge primeiro a letra ou então surgem ambos em simultâneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como surgiu a vontade de partilhares a tua música com mais pessoas, através do YouTube?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Coloquei o primeiro vídeo no YouTube sem nenhuma intenção, só para ver no que dava. Mas não o teria feito se não estivesse preparada para aquilo que poderia acontecer. Seria muito estúpido fazê-lo sem ter a noção do que era possível acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinhas confiança nas tuas capacidades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tinha... mas se não tivesse acontecido nada, teria tentado de outra maneira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As canções que vais colocando no YouTube funcionam como um diário?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não são um diário. Porque tanto sou capaz de cantar uma música que fiz quando tinha 16 anos como uma que escrevi ontem. As minhas músicas são uma história, uma fase da minha vida, mas não há uma correspondência temporal entre o momento em que as criei e o momento em que as tornei públicas. Mas são canções muito autobiográficas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tens noção do efeito que a tua música pode ter em quem a ouve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não tenho propriamente essa noção. Mas depois é claro, quando as pessoas me escrevem a dizer coisas intensas: “curaste-me os problemas de uma relação” ou “estava a sentir-me muito em baixo durante meses e meses” ou “peguei na minha guitarra depois de cinco anos sem tocar nela a seguir a ver o teu vídeo”. O alcance da internet é enorme, global, tenho pessoas que me ouvem na Austrália, Indonésia... é um pouco estranho para mim. Tenho um fã na Malásia... &lt;em&gt;(risos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes quem são os teus fãs, que idade têm?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serão maioritariamente entre os 15 e os 25, ás vezes mais até... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240229220059397730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SLkItjNDPmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BImyORh79R8/s320/ana+free" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Após a estreia ao vivo em Portugal na Fábrica Braço de Prata, o que esperas do concerto de Setembro no Musicbox?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero divertir-me, estar menos nervosa do que da primeira vez... Espero coisas boas... A audiência é sempre diferente, o sítio também é diferente. Espero cantar melhor, ter melhor equipamento de som.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os teus vídeos no YouTube tiveram cerca de 600 mil visitantes no último ano. Pensas que por isso sentirás uma pressão adicional nos espectáculos ao vivo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sinto essa pressão. As pessoas estão espalhadas pelo mundo. 600 mil visitantes também não significam 600 mil pessoas que gostam da minha música, porque várias pessoas visualizam repetidamente os meus vídeos. A pressão que sinto tem que ver com as pessoas que vieram explicitamente ver o meu concerto, pagaram para me ver e eu tenho de estar altura, de dar o meu melhor, de me entregar totalmente, nem sempre é fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como achas que vais reagir quando te começarem a abordar no fim dos concertos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não sei, será normal. Agradecer o apoio, o facto de terem vindo. Não é nada difícil, é ser simpática, falar... Se quem vier ter comigo estiver bastante nervoso tentarei pô-la mais descontraída...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ser simpático &lt;em&gt;is part of the job...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não, é natural. Há artistas que são um pouco... &lt;em&gt;stick up the ass&lt;/em&gt;... Um concerto é um evento, é um negócio. Tenho de ser profissional e terra-a-terra com as pessoas, sejam elas quem forem...serão como eu, iguais a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quais são os critérios para escolher as covers que vais fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Escolho sempre uma música de que gosto, mesmo que não sejam muito conhecidas. Por exemplo - Van Morrison - fiz o cover do &lt;em&gt;Bright Side Of The Road&lt;/em&gt; sabendo que poderia não ser conhecida de grande parte do meu público. Tenho tendência para colocar no YouTube covers de músicas de que gosto, essencialmente esse é o critério principal. Também existem canções que adoro, mas que não me sinto capaz de lhes fazer justiça...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É importante fazer justiça ao original?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sim. Não sei se tenho feito justiça a muitas das músicas que tenho interpretado. Muitas vezes, não tenho muito tempo para trabalhar as músicas que escolho e posteriormente ponho o YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colocar vídeos no YouTube já faz parte da tua lista de tarefas diárias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não sinto que seja uma obrigação, mas já estou habituada. É um processo natural, em que tenho de aprender a letra, os acordes e tentar fazer com que a música fique interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como foi colaborar com o NBC? O hip hop é uma influência para ti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Foi bom, mas nunca cheguei a estar com ele. Gosto muito de hip hop, gosto de vários géneros de música: rock, pop, r’n’b, reggae, algum metal também... Metallica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algumas pessoas comparam-te com a Nelly Furtado. Vês-te a fazer um percurso semelhante ao dela? Começando com um som mais acústico, para depois abraçares sons mais dançáveis, como o hip hop ou o r’n’b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não me importo que me comparem com a Nelly. As pessoas precisam de pontos de referência, é normal. Não sei se vou conseguir mudar o meu estilo musical por inteiro. A Nelly mudou por completo o seu estilo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240232652020756930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SLkL1UQZscI/AAAAAAAAAOo/OLcso0nT9wY/s320/ana+free+1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já recusaste convites de algumas editoras. Colocaste os estudos à frente da música?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não recusei, adiei essas propostas. Na altura estava na Faculdade e não queria deixar o curso para trás, queria ter a segurança de ter uma licenciatura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ter um curso permite-te ter os pés bem assentes na terra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Acho muito importante ter uma educação... há tanta gente mal-educada no mundo &lt;em&gt;(risos).&lt;/em&gt; Muitas pessoas pensam que as oportunidades só vêm uma vez. Outras porque são infelizes a estudar, não aguentam mais... Eu não quero fechar nenhuma porta, quero deixar todas as portas abertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para quando o primeiro álbum? Que canções irão fazer parte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quanto mais cedo melhor. Fazer um álbum é um processo que deve demorar um ano, no mínimo. Vou reunir as músicas que gosto e que ficarão bem com o &lt;em&gt;vibe&lt;/em&gt; do álbum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já tens alguma experiência de estúdio. Como achas que vais reagir ao trabalho em estúdio para o teu primeiro álbum? Trabalhar com outros músicos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O meu primeiro contacto com um estúdio foi aos 14 anos. Tivemos de fazer uma música no Colégio, uma musiquinha... Não sei como vou reagir quando tiver de entrar num estúdio mais a sério. Estou a fazer as coisas devagarinho, quero que seja assim, se não vou perder o norte e o meu progresso. Se não for deste modo as coisas podem começar a distorcer um bocado. É importante perceber exactamente o que se está a passar à tua volta. Especialmente na música, em que se tudo se move incrivelmente depressa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tua música é claramente de raiz anglo-saxónica. Vês-te a fazer carreira por outros países para além de Portugal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quero começar em Inglaterra, mas quero fazer uma carreira global. Nos países anglo-saxónicos sou capaz de ter mais popularidade, mas não me quero estabelecer num determinado país. Acho que vou ter de viver em Londres ou nos Estados Unidos durante algum tempo, até conseguir ver se isto vai dar certo ou não... E daí viajar e tocar em sítios diferentes. Londres é um sítio bom. Com uma competição ridícula também, mas é um centro importante, um centro-chave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tens apenas 21 anos e imensas possibilidades, várias janelas para abrir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Quando me sinto mal penso nisso. Ainda sou nova, tenho tempo, há várias maneiras de fazer isto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tua música transparece uma grande leveza, e nesse sentido parece-me honesta, um reflexo da tua vida. Como achas que serão as tuas canções daqui a 5 ou 10 anos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Não faço a menor ideia. Essa é uma pergunta muito difícil... Não faço ideia pelo que vou passar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas nos próximos anos passarás por outras experiências, talvez mais intensas. Vais manter a mesma honestidade com a tua música?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sim, vou tentar ser honesta. As pessoas têm tendência para dizer que este ou aquele artista é &lt;em&gt;sold out&lt;/em&gt;. Mas na realidade eles não se venderam, apenas mudaram, porque todos crescemos, temos as nossas experiências. No mundo da música - como em qualquer outra carreira - não vais ser a mesma pessoa para o resto da vida. No fundo, tenho todo o direito de escrever as músicas que sinto. Aos trinta anos não vou poder pensar, nem agir, nem reagir como se tivesse vinte e um... É sempre melhor ser honesta, porque assim não tens que te justificar nem te lembrar das mentiras que contaste. Just be honest, as pessoas que apreciam vão apreciar, as que não... Pronto, também têm a sua vida, não é?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para ver e ouvir:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/anafree"&gt;www.youtube.com/user/anafree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/anafreemusic"&gt;www.myspace.com/anafreemusic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7061703185039629641?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7061703185039629641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7061703185039629641' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7061703185039629641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7061703185039629641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/08/entrevista-ana-free.html' title='Entrevista:'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TM0UNCcDoCI/SLkLYJ_cxWI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KSHz5pBfH9A/s72-c/ana+free+2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-524452341434719676</id><published>2008-07-21T00:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:40:18.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O blogue vai de férias, descansar um pouco, para mais tarde regressar em força.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em jeito de despedida, ficam duas sugestões para uma agradável banda sonora de Verão. Beach Boys e Grandaddy, pioneiros e aprendizes do melhor pop/rock veraniano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dEGmd-3Gg-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dEGmd-3Gg-s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beach Boys - "Good Vibrations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJknBDXfQzQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJknBDXfQzQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandaddy - "Now It's On"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-524452341434719676?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/524452341434719676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=524452341434719676' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/524452341434719676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/524452341434719676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/07/frias.html' title='Férias'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6419930750823342591</id><published>2008-07-12T17:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:02:45.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Covering "Them" (4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Nppm-hKQxw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Nppm-hKQxw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jeff Buckley - "Hallelujah" (Leonard Cohen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6419930750823342591?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6419930750823342591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6419930750823342591' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6419930750823342591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6419930750823342591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/07/covering-them-4.html' title='Covering &quot;Them&quot; (4)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-1333151953324512344</id><published>2008-07-09T23:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:00:49.487+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Covering "Them" (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRizckLuSOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRizckLuSOw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joe Strummer &amp;amp; The Mescaleros - "Walk On The Wild Side" (Lou Reed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-1333151953324512344?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/1333151953324512344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=1333151953324512344' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1333151953324512344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/1333151953324512344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/07/joe-strummer-walk-on-wild-side-lou-reed.html' title='Covering &quot;Them&quot; (3)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-6585866620125985496</id><published>2008-07-07T22:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:18:22.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Covering "Them" (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCiLCo-LoUg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aCiLCo-LoUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dave Matthews Band w/ Warren Haynes - "Cortez The Killer" (Neil Young)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-6585866620125985496?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/6585866620125985496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=6585866620125985496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6585866620125985496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/6585866620125985496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/07/covering-them-2.html' title='Covering &quot;Them&quot; (2)'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756908094957821546.post-7643536576435894813</id><published>2008-07-05T17:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T17:35:52.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Covering "Them"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="334" width="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z1CmZ2adpnk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z1CmZ2adpnk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="415" height="334"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The White Stripes - "Love Sick" (Bob Dylan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756908094957821546-7643536576435894813?l=nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/feeds/7643536576435894813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8756908094957821546&amp;postID=7643536576435894813' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7643536576435894813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756908094957821546/posts/default/7643536576435894813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nossasenhoradascoisasimpossiveis.blogspot.com/2008/07/covering-them.html' title='Covering &quot;Them&quot;'/><author><name>Diogo Almeida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06942141574364685439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
