<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195</id><updated>2011-08-02T21:30:05.933+01:00</updated><category term='Paul Gauguin Tahitian Woman Landscape'/><category term='matisse joy of life'/><title type='text'>Sonoridades</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-1565432971912424458</id><published>2010-03-11T17:08:00.009Z</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:19:03.767Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: olive;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Spring is&amp;nbsp;coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The sun is already shinning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;so it's time for innocent and up-lifting&amp;nbsp;thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's time to walk on the beach at noon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's time to get&amp;nbsp;lazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;time to feel jazzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's time to let time overrule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;time to count the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's time to slowdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's time to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;Spelling out our daydreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;I'm catching&amp;nbsp;myself&amp;nbsp;in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;Spelling out our daydreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;I've caught myself&amp;nbsp;in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(Asobi Seksu - Hush)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;to know more: &lt;a href="http://www.archiveofficial.com/"&gt;www.thesoulsavers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archiveofficial.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: arial;"&gt;Asobi Seksu - Transparence - Hush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZUnLCM4R0Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZUnLCM4R0Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: arial;"&gt;Asobi Seksu - Me &amp;amp; Mary - Hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYuDBdVj8_k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYuDBdVj8_k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/7637723041944536195-1565432971912424458?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/1565432971912424458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=1565432971912424458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1565432971912424458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1565432971912424458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-is-sun-is-already-shinning-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7285921613491351822</id><published>2009-09-05T18:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:51:40.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;SOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's no time for words. Release your soul it's time for a new revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"Why am I so blind with my eyes wide open?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(soulsavers - revival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to know more: &lt;a href="http://www.archiveofficial.com/"&gt;www.thesoulsavers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Soulsavers - Closer - Closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/16YiXLTV5Bk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/16YiXLTV5Bk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Soulsavers -  It's Not How Far You Fall, It's The Way You Land - Revival (Feat. Mark Lanegan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wp1rL7DI_D4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wp1rL7DI_D4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&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/7637723041944536195-7285921613491351822?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7285921613491351822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7285921613491351822' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7285921613491351822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7285921613491351822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2009/09/sos-theres-no-time-for-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-8844329229070924278</id><published>2009-05-09T02:04:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:51:59.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;The path is made by walking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you can bet this is true for the band Archive. Darius Keeler and Danny Griffiths are the minds behind the project. From the early days of 1994 to today, what began for being a mix between dark trip-hop, rap and alternative rock becomes symphonic, psychedelic and progressive, but still trip-hop, rap, and rock. Roya Arab and the rapper Rosko John sung on the first album, Londinium. Then in 1997 Suzzanne Wooder replaced Roya and they released their second "Take My Head". Again, another vocalist come into the scene, Graig Walker (Power of Dreams)  took Suzane's place and with him the next three albuns followed between 2002 and 2005: You All Look The Same To Me (2002); Noise (2004); Michel Vaillant (2005). The dance of the vocalists (their secret?) continues with Dave Pen replacing Graig and contributing with three tracks and another female singer Maria Q singing on four tracks on the 2006 album "Lights". Maria is just an astonishing voice!&lt;br /&gt;This year the band released Controlling Crowds, Maria, the missed Rosko, Dave Pen, and the great Pollard Berrier take us into a world of sound textures where the subject of violence gets focous. This album take the band perspective on humanity's past present and future.&lt;br /&gt;Collapse/Collide is powerfull and until now maybe the best song of the year... To hear loud,very loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(. . .)      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       They reject our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;              Now we're all stoned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;              they've ripped it all apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;              Collapse, collide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;              our hearts collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to know more: &lt;a href="http://www.archiveofficial.com"&gt;www.archiveofficial.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Archive - Controlling Crowds - Collapse/Collide (W Maria Q) [not the official video]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hW7qkD_5vXc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hW7qkD_5vXc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Archive - Noise - Sleep (w/ Craig Walker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy5pQrsSxoQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy5pQrsSxoQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&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/7637723041944536195-8844329229070924278?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/8844329229070924278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=8844329229070924278' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8844329229070924278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8844329229070924278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2009/05/path-is-made-by-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5943830091598311113</id><published>2009-03-07T17:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:35:24.222Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Emotional Rescue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que o ecletismo tem de bom é a sua própria essência, uma tentativa suprema em busca da qualidade em detrimento de qualquer colagem a cânones existentes. Diria que o ecletismo está para a arte como a segunda lei da termodinâmica está para a física. Não há ordem pré-estabelecida que não degenere no caos e é nesta dinâmica constante que é possível descobrir novos padrões de beleza, quântica, orgânica, evolutiva, para novas ordens, para novos caos, para novos estados efémeros de êxtase que nos levam a novos caminhos e nos trazem de volta, com a alma regenerada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nos cantos onde não procurámos, encontramos elementos perdidos que nos prendem, mas que nos incentivam a continuar a busca, sempre a busca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqui ficam dois momentos. Desafio-vos a ouvirem e perderem-se no fundo dos vossos pensamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Descubram se puderem o remix de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The Angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; por Henrik Schwartz, ainda melhor que o original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;DJ Hell - The Angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B0_MXjEeXQU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B0_MXjEeXQU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Henrik Schwartz remix ft. Robert Owens - Walk a Mile in My Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oRvZuk3x-Go"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oRvZuk3x-Go" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&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/7637723041944536195-5943830091598311113?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5943830091598311113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5943830091598311113' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5943830091598311113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5943830091598311113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2009/03/emotional-rescue-o-que-o-ecletismo-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5954030900222855779</id><published>2009-02-15T23:00:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:24:13.210Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;Melancolia em estado puro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;O que é bom não tem necessariamente de acabar (pelo menos cedo demais).&lt;br /&gt;Não tinha ainda falado aqui sobre os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tindersticks&lt;/span&gt;, a minha banda de eleição. Surge agora a oportunidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de terem anunciado o seu fim, regressaram após cinco longuíssimos anos, não todos, mas isso não comprometeu o resultado final como grupo.&lt;br /&gt;Seguem em frente o mentor, voz e guitarra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuart Staples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Boulter&lt;/span&gt; (orgão, teclados) e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neil Fraser&lt;/span&gt; (guitarra). Para a recente tour de apresentação do novo álbum &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hungry Saw&lt;/span&gt;, juntam-se-lhes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thomas Belhom&lt;/span&gt; (bateria), ausente em algumas actuações, Portugal incluído e substituído por um esforçado &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earl Harvin&lt;/span&gt;, ainda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dan McKinna&lt;/span&gt; (baixo), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terry Edwards&lt;/span&gt; (metais de sopro) e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Andrew Nice&lt;/span&gt; (violoncelo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não sendo o melhor álbum da banda, é suficientemente bom para merecer o aplauso dos fãs e não só. A melancolia é o ingrediente principal, num caldo de emoções sempre à flor da pele, como temos sido habituados até aqui.&lt;br /&gt;A voz cavernosa e inconfundível de Stuart Staples, uma das características marcantes dos Tindersticks está mais perceptível. As orquestrações não desiludem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o concerto, no Coliseu dos Recreios em Lisboa, tudo correu bem, diria milimetricamente bem, a deixar transparecer um profissionalismo exaustivo. Com um alinhamento quase uma colagem do álbum e músicas antigas nos dois &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;encores&lt;/span&gt;. Sim dois! Os fãs não fizeram por menos, ao ponto de Stuart S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;taples que pouco falou, ter dito "It's like to be at home".&lt;br /&gt;A cereja em cima do bolo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(obrigado ao meu irmão Marco pela insistência, pois aqui o je, cedo teria desistido de tamanha façanha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, foi o único CD autografado do concerto de Lisboa, pela mão do próprio Stuart Staples: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;'To Sergio, Luv. Stuart Staples' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;CD cover, Live At Glasgow City Halls - 5th October 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SZiqnblXI5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3z7dtvVmc3Q/s320/tindersticks001.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tindersticks - Boobar (16.12.2008 at Union Chapel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3Hn4mJMK6M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q3Hn4mJMK6M&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/7637723041944536195-5954030900222855779?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5954030900222855779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5954030900222855779' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5954030900222855779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5954030900222855779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2009/02/melancolia-em-estado-puro-o-que-e-bom.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SZiqnblXI5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/3z7dtvVmc3Q/s72-c/tindersticks001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-6588056299852754341</id><published>2008-12-23T01:07:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:25:57.300Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Dez minutos grandiosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Se o paraíso existir. Nina Simone está lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Nina Simone - Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mH5ZE3N8cxU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;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/mH5ZE3N8cxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7637723041944536195-6588056299852754341?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/6588056299852754341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=6588056299852754341' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6588056299852754341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6588056299852754341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/12/dez-minutos-grandiosos-se-o-paraso.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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-7637723041944536195.post-7454990947220858924</id><published>2008-12-23T00:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:51:47.131Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SVA1kGNKmDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KLhkTtOrhfw/s1600-h/Natal+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282781257162987570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SVA1kGNKmDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KLhkTtOrhfw/s320/Natal+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Fonte: www2.wit.ie&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/7637723041944536195-7454990947220858924?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7454990947220858924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7454990947220858924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7454990947220858924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7454990947220858924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/12/fonte-www2.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SVA1kGNKmDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KLhkTtOrhfw/s72-c/Natal+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5899545429749696788</id><published>2008-11-27T23:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:40:51.857Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Música de Intervenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SS8xfSwaHHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/s_r8PmzDc0s/s1600-h/derkaoui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273488102354721906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SS8xfSwaHHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/s_r8PmzDc0s/s320/derkaoui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;Fonte: Derkaoui Abdellah, Morocco&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/7637723041944536195-5899545429749696788?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5899545429749696788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5899545429749696788' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5899545429749696788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5899545429749696788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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/_wUtBBJsUCIE/SS8xfSwaHHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/s_r8PmzDc0s/s72-c/derkaoui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-6022641777261689308</id><published>2008-02-22T01:47:00.012Z</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:48:22.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;I like free... Jazz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Tomasz Stanko Quartet é pura imagética sonora. Eu seria tentado a dizer que os quatro são apenas um, uma santíssima trindade da música esse conceito complexo de vários e de apenas um ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O piano de Marcin Wasilewski é mágico, impossível de descrever, vejam o vídeo abaixo para uma pequena amostra da grandeza do intérprete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A bateria de Michal Miskiewicz é pura imaginação a cada batida, é-nos difícil exigir mais criatividade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O contrabaixo de Slawomir Kurkiewicz é simplesmente o éter presente em todos os momentos e que liga todos os pontos de qualquer espaço musical que o grupo percorra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O trompete de Tomasz, é a alma solta e roufenha, que dá luz e cor, mas ao contrário de ofuscar, amplifica e deixa brilhar o trio, ganhando com isso uma projecção sem limites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Sobre o concerto da passada Quarta-feira, só se pode dizer que foi irrepreensível e extasiante. Ainda que o free tenha ficado ligeiramente de lado, com peças mais fiéis à partitura, se assim podemos falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Ficamos a querer mais e depressa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;À falta de vídeos de Lontano, o mote para o alinhamento do espétaculo em Lisboa, ficam amostras de outras peças do quarteto para abrir o apetite a quem ainda não passou por esta experiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663300;"&gt;Os passes de acesso ao reino prometido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/R74x-srs8sI/AAAAAAAAADU/dN8-oUQnX3E/s1600-h/bilhete+concerto+tomasz+stanko+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169624375484019394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/R74x-srs8sI/AAAAAAAAADU/dN8-oUQnX3E/s400/bilhete+concerto+tomasz+stanko+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Tomasz Stanko Quartet - Little Thing Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Soul Of Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/94dkiKOa6kk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/94dkiKOa6kk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Marcin Wasilewski - Recorded on Bratislava Jazz Days 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWC9Hh2uENU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWC9Hh2uENU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-6022641777261689308?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/6022641777261689308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=6022641777261689308' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6022641777261689308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6022641777261689308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-like-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-2204378148009702563</id><published>2008-02-01T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:02:14.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;A menina que não gostava do seu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Um tesouro, só o é realmente, se esteve enterrado num qualquer baú por muitos e longos anos e, quando desenterrado o seu conteúdo brilhe ainda mais do que no dia em que se pretendeu perdido para todo o sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;É assim o 'novo' álbum de Vashti Bunyan, "SOME THINGS Just Stick In Your Mind", com a suas velhas canções, descobertas pelo seu irmão no fundo do baú. Mas os tesouros são intemporais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Sem Vashti, a história da música inglesa dos anos 60 não fica completa. No entanto para muitos é ainda uma ilustre desconhecida e, para a maior parte dos que a conhecem, é certamente uma injustiça que assim seja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Muitas e honrosas comparações depois, V.B. é única e foi fonte de inspiração para muitas gerações que se lhe seguiram, depois de ter sido descoberta por Andrew Loog Ohldam, o manager dos Rolling Stones. Apenas com um álbum oficial da vida anterior "Just another Diamond Day" de 1970, e cedo abandonada pela indústria discográfica, que a queria transformar numa pop-star, nunca o foi pelos seus fãs que até à reedição do disco em cd, pagavam bem caro as suas extravagâncias de coleccionismo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Edita em 2005, um novo album de título a condizer, "Lookaftering", depois dos amigos Devenda Banhart e Glen Johnson dos Piano Magic, lhe terem devolvido o lugar de destaque que merece na trilha das estrelas musicais, incentivando e convidando-a para participações em trabalhos seus, tal como o fizeram os Animal Collective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;V.B., é para quem gosta de sentir a música a percorrer-lhe as veias, nas tardes frias de inverno e para quem gosta de embarcar em viagens em que partimos sózinhos e chegamos sózinhos, não importa quem encontramos no caminho. Mas como em todas as viagens que valem a pena chegamos sempre diferentes do que partimos, também por culpa de quem encontrámos no caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if I were&lt;/strong&gt; to go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you follow me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the ends of the earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to show me what your love is worth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or would you go and buy a car&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shrug your shoulders say there you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she didn’t love me anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if she had she would have stayed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by V.Bunyan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Vashti Bunyan - SOME THINGS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Some Things Just Stick In Your Mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0e7nQrmf40"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0e7nQrmf40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Vashti Bunyan - Interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVLavhf10UM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVLavhf10UM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-2204378148009702563?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/2204378148009702563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=2204378148009702563' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2204378148009702563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2204378148009702563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/02/menina-que-no-gostava-do-nome-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7308734718088771264</id><published>2008-01-20T00:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T04:05:38.179Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A poesia de Leonard Cohen transpira emoção, um misto do rigor da estética clássica com um desprendimento aparente e caótico de uma alma vagueante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Carregada de simbolismos, são histórias que nos tocam e não nos deixam indiferentes.São como as agruras e as paixões da nossa vida, moldam-nos o espírito e o pensamento, abrindo-nos sempre novos caminhos ainda por explorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;E o que dizer da sua música? Se o charme fosse música, estou certo que essa seria certamente a de Leonard Cohen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Por estas razões, nunca consegui tornar claro para mim, se o seu génio vem de um poeta que musicaliza os seus sentimentos, ou de um compositor que usa as palavras como meio de transporte para a sua música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Em todo o caso, o resultado é simplesmente brilhante e capaz de nos prender a atenção longos momentos. Momentos que nos lembram que é por estas razões, que vale a pena esta breve experiencia terrena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O último disco com a sua participação (poemas e voz) é do compositor Philip Glass que trabalhou o último trabalho escrito de Cohen, The Book Of Longing, está aí, para apreciarmos mais uma vez a sua poesia. Afinal não é qualquer um que tem a honra de ser comparado com um expoente máximo da literatura como James Joyce, tal como aconteceu aquando da publicação da sua obra Beautiful Losers (1966).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by LCohen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Leonard Cohen - Various Positions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Dance Me To The End Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7pA5UhNaYw0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7pA5UhNaYw0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Leonard Cohen - Songs of Love And Hate - Famous Blue Raincoat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbnlCo-FNMM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbnlCo-FNMM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-7308734718088771264?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7308734718088771264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7308734718088771264' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7308734718088771264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7308734718088771264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-told-you-i-told-you-told-you-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-2968088779740668075</id><published>2007-12-28T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:44:50.727Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Oh my doG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Se tivesse de escolher a discografia de uma banda de música popular, para levar para uma ilha deserta, os Pavlov's Dog seriam provavelmente os meus eleitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Juntaram-se em St. Louis em 1972, com &lt;strong&gt;David Surkamp&lt;/strong&gt; na voz e guitarra, &lt;strong&gt;Steve Scorfina&lt;/strong&gt; na guitarra, &lt;strong&gt;David Hamilton&lt;/strong&gt; nos teclados, &lt;strong&gt;Doug Rayburn&lt;/strong&gt; no mellotron e flauta, &lt;strong&gt;Rick Stockton&lt;/strong&gt; no baixo, &lt;strong&gt;Mike Safron&lt;/strong&gt; na bateria e &lt;strong&gt;Siegfried Carver&lt;/strong&gt; em instrumentos de cordas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;David Surkamp tem o tipo de voz que se ama ou que se odeia e foi o mentor do projecto enquanto ele existiu. Pode-se dizer que o grupo tem dois albums, lançados em 1974 - Pempered Manial e 1975 - At the Sound of the Bell. Os restantes albums só contam para efeitos de biografia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O grupo arrasta desde então uma legião sempre crescente de fans com a sua música intemporal, e se fosse preciso escolher uma palavra para definir a música dos Pavlov's Dog, ela seria 'diferente', pois é isso mesmo que ela é: diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Dum tempo em que os videoclips eram coisa rara, o primeiro video abaixo é experiência de autor e o segundo de um concerto ao vivo da tour que David Surkamp tem efectuado durante 2007, para gaúdio de todos os fans espalhados pelo mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Som a descobrir e redescobrir, sempre que precisarmos de alimento para a alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Pavlov's Dog - Pempered Manial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Júlia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKRsJA5GgCo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jKRsJA5GgCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Pavlov's Dog - At the Sound of the Bell - Gold Nuggets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxcqAH2AQz8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxcqAH2AQz8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-2968088779740668075?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/2968088779740668075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=2968088779740668075' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2968088779740668075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2968088779740668075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-my-dog-se-tivesse-de-escolher.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-1344504002479857135</id><published>2007-12-04T00:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-04T01:04:57.777Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;O original e a cópia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Gosto dos autores/editores que não confundem divulgação com pirataria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Não gostos dos autores/editores que tiram vídeos do youtube, amputando milhares de blogs que divulgam as suas obras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Quando perceberão que o mundo mudou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter (o original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ThuXEDvCZk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ThuXEDvCZk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Ana Carolina e Seu Jorge - É isso aí (a versão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CjmLI0VyLmM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CjmLI0VyLmM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-1344504002479857135?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/1344504002479857135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=1344504002479857135' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1344504002479857135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1344504002479857135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-original-e-cpia-gosto-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5715564405448916404</id><published>2007-11-17T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:18:19.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Sabai Sabai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O presente é um rio em cujas águas corre o passado e futuro. Navego nesse rio ao sabor da corrente e revisito a vida. Os bons momentos, vejo-os claros e definidos, como se me convidassem a torná-los de novo presente. Hoje este rio de memórias trouxe-me esta música pop, sem qualquer pretensão a uma grande canção, mas carregada de nostalgia e de momentos inesquecíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Ouvia-a pela primeira vez há dezoito anos, pelas mãos do meu grande amigo Mário Neves, no regresso das suas férias em Macau. Um disco de vinil que rodou na altura, incessantemente esta música e, que animou grandes e bons momentos da minha juventude. Momentos que no presente desse passado não imaginava serem o futuro, mas hoje sei e são o meu presente, que espero continuem no meu futuro até sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sabai Sabai, é uma composição de um autor de música pop ligeira tailandês, Bird Thongchai, com um video para esquecer. Não é nem mais nem menos do isso, mas o coração tem razões que a razão desconhece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Bird - Sabai Sabai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCBn6oZybPM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCBn6oZybPM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-5715564405448916404?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5715564405448916404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5715564405448916404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5715564405448916404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5715564405448916404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/11/sabai-sabai-o-presente-rio-em-cujas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7033075372329909840</id><published>2007-11-05T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T02:37:59.194Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Cada Batida do teu Coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Perdi-me nas minhas memórias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;esgotado na tentativa de te encontrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Perdi-me no labirinto das noites vazias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;em sonhos difíceis de acordar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Volta a este corpo inerte e sem sentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;devolve-lhe o fogo de Prometeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Volta de novo ao teu velho abrigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;ilumina as trevas que me prendem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Antes que Hades use a sua rede,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;dá-me o Cálice da vida eterna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;onde brilhas e me matas a sede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Escuta cada batida do meu coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;escuta esta música lenta e calma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;que chora o teu regresso, minha alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Epica - Várias (Acoustic)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PToxBpdKr7M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PToxBpdKr7M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-7033075372329909840?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7033075372329909840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7033075372329909840' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7033075372329909840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7033075372329909840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/11/cada-batida-do-teu-corao-perdi-me-nas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-4047955211946060633</id><published>2007-10-15T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:27:37.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Estados Hipnóticos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O minimalismo não tem de ser obrigatoriamente frio e atonal. Pode ser também melódico e harmonioso, mas em qualquer dos registos tem uma forte componente hiptnótica, que nos transporta para dentro de nós próprios.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Amiina, são quatro anjos islandeses: &lt;strong&gt;Hildur&lt;/strong&gt; Ársælsdóttir, &lt;strong&gt;Edda&lt;/strong&gt; Rún Ólafsdóttir, &lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt; Huld Markan Sigfúsdóttir e &lt;strong&gt;Sólrún&lt;/strong&gt; Sumarliðadóttir. As suas paisagens musicais, levam-nos de volta ao lugar de onde partimos. Aí, num profundo estado de contemplação, percorremos todas as nossas vidas passadas e futuras e ficamos presos nesses momentos mágicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Depois da sua participação nos dois últimos álbuns do grupo Sigur Rós, () e takk, lançam agora o seu primeiro album: kurr (o som que se diz que os pássaros fazem na Islândia).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amiina.com/"&gt;http:/www.amiina.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Amiina - Kurr - Seoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/39novn5B0-E"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/39novn5B0-E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/7637723041944536195-4047955211946060633?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/4047955211946060633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=4047955211946060633' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/4047955211946060633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/4047955211946060633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/10/estados-hipnticos-o-minimalismo-no-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-8211755986063199314</id><published>2007-09-25T04:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T05:15:04.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Flashback - The Cure - Lisboa 28-Junho-1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Este foi um dos melhores concertos que vi. Apenas metade do campo de Alvalade e um palco relativamente pequeno.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Para além de uma grande banda e um excelente concerto, o que mais me impressionou neste, foi a iluminação. Naquele tempo o multmedia não existia, apenas luzes e cor. Os lasers estavam na moda e os Cure também. Três encores dizem bem da 'euforia' do momento. O concerto acabou com a lindissima &lt;em&gt;Faith&lt;/em&gt;, que Robert Smith cantou com um letra diferente, como aconteceu em todos os concertos da Prayer Tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Aqui fica o alinhamento do concerto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Painsong, Pictures of You, Closedown, Kyoto Song, A Night Like This, Just Like Heaven, Last Dance, Fascination Street, Cold, Charlotte Sometimes, The Walk, A Forest, Inbetween Days, The Same Deep Water As You, Prayers For Rain, Disintegration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;E1: Lullaby, Close To Me, Let's Go To Bed, Why Can't I Be You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;E2: Hot Hot Hot, Three Imaginary Boys, Boys Don't Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;E3: Homesick, Untitled, Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviD_hkx_VI/AAAAAAAAACc/UK__5RbHfsE/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113982504246836562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviD_hkx_VI/AAAAAAAAACc/UK__5RbHfsE/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Bilhete do Concerto:The Cure - The Prayer Tour Lisboa 28-Junho-1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviEmBkx_WI/AAAAAAAAACk/wCJe2tlqjfs/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113983165671800162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviEmBkx_WI/AAAAAAAAACk/wCJe2tlqjfs/s400/img001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviEmRkx_XI/AAAAAAAAACs/gR8-yCvIuR4/s1600-h/img002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113983169966767474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviEmRkx_XI/AAAAAAAAACs/gR8-yCvIuR4/s400/img002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviD_hkx_VI/AAAAAAAAACc/UK__5RbHfsE/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113982504246836562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviD_hkx_VI/AAAAAAAAACc/UK__5RbHfsE/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Cure - The Prayer Tour (Rome1989 ??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9xDGx0yJBw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9xDGx0yJBw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7637723041944536195-8211755986063199314?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/8211755986063199314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=8211755986063199314' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8211755986063199314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8211755986063199314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/09/flashback-cure-lisboa-28-junho-1989.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RviD_hkx_VI/AAAAAAAAACc/UK__5RbHfsE/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5691736146973485287</id><published>2007-09-15T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:04:11.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;Relíquias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A ver e chorar por mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Lonely / White Traffic (1982) - Go Graal Blues Band &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TIpyfBuCvZw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TIpyfBuCvZw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7637723041944536195-5691736146973485287?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5691736146973485287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5691736146973485287' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5691736146973485287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5691736146973485287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/09/relquias-ver-e-chorar-por-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-8330893283306452651</id><published>2007-09-13T01:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T17:22:41.432+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Gauguin Tahitian Woman Landscape'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Rio de Luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Procurei por todo o lado a causa primeira de todas as coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Na Cabala, nas pirâmides Incas, na filosofia de Espinoza, na Catedral de Santiago, no ar, na água, na sombra, na claridade dos dias, nas flores, nos animais, na terra, nos seres humanos, nas cores, nos sons, dentro de mim e fora de mim, no passado e no futuro, esgotei o universo, NADA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;E quando impotente, já não procurava mais, encontrei-te, sentada na nascente de um rio, vertendo lágrimas de saudade dos teus guerreiros de luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Agora sei quem sou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072034290012695842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Tahitian Woman in a Landscape - Paul Gauguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8imDOrTI/AAAAAAAAABs/SEbrc6C3kOQ/s1600-h/Salvador-Dali-la-persistance-de-la-memoire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RuiT7s_BV5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/FM0sShO6XSc/s1600-h/Paul+Gauguin+-+Tahitian+Woman+in+a+Landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109496431148881810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RuiT7s_BV5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/FM0sShO6XSc/s400/Paul+Gauguin+-+Tahitian+Woman+in+a+Landscape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s1600-h/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-8330893283306452651?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/8330893283306452651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=8330893283306452651' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8330893283306452651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8330893283306452651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/09/rio-de-luz-procurei-por-todo-o-lado.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-6782194092466319531</id><published>2007-09-09T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:06:30.089+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;There's a new star shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;There are people that make our days a litle bit easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;with their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;talent and, a little bit perfect, with their joy of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;"life without music is an error", said Friedrich Nietzsche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;Luciano came to prove it once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;Ci vediamo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Luciano Pavaroti - Nessun Dorma (Turandot / Puccini)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNjXcxRP__E"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fNjXcxRP__E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Luciano Pavaroti (with friend James Brown) - It's a Man's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCIyzNISw1Q"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VCIyzNISw1Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Luciano Pavaroti (with friend Bryan Adams) - O Sole Mio (Eduardo di Capua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tEkHmTuWRIE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tEkHmTuWRIE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7637723041944536195-6782194092466319531?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/6782194092466319531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=6782194092466319531' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6782194092466319531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6782194092466319531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/09/theres-new-star-shining-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-986159310288692767</id><published>2007-09-09T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:14:53.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;É sobre a sombra dos meus dedos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;eternamente fundida nesta página,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;que escrevo estas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por entre todos os meus medos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;que projecto na luz que me ilumina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;as palavras que não esqueço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escorre tão languidamente a tinta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;sobre a sombra dos meus pensamentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;que as palavras se escondem no escuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No papel a tal movimento indiferente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;se faz luz por um instante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;e eis que surgem as palavras que procuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Antony and the Johnsons (Feat. Boy George) - You Are My Sister&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vskbBZ1h6ls"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vskbBZ1h6ls" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&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/7637723041944536195-986159310288692767?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/986159310288692767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=986159310288692767' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/986159310288692767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/986159310288692767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/09/palavras-sobre-sombra-dos-meus-dedos.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7989632739520846728</id><published>2007-08-11T19:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T04:06:06.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#808000;"&gt;Pearls and Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;They say that pearls form's deep in the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;But I tell you, they shine forever on the blue sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Stephanie Dosen - Only Getting Better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8H0utQGPxA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8H0utQGPxA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&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/7637723041944536195-7989632739520846728?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7989632739520846728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7989632739520846728' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7989632739520846728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7989632739520846728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/08/pearl-follow-me-im-here-to-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7466861508346127728</id><published>2007-08-11T18:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:47:57.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;A... Ar... Art... Arte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A arte é lado exterior da paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Soy un Caballo é um projecto brilhante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Soy un Caballo, é um hino à estética intemporal, interpretado por Thomas Van Cottom (ex-baterista dos Venus) e Aurélie Muller (Melon Galia, Raymondo, Hank Harry, entre outros).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;No seu primeiro disco "Heures de Raison", estão companhados de amigos cuja apresentação apenas aqui fica, para os mais distraídos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Sean O'Hagan (High Llamas), Charlie Francis (produtor de R.E.M. e Turin Brakes), Jesse D. Vernon (Morning Star), Kate Stables (This is the Kit), Delphine Bouhy (Adrian Bouldt) e Will Oldham (Bonnie ’Prince’ Billy) que canta no tema ”La Chambre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soyuncaballo.com/"&gt;http://www.soyuncaballo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Soy un Caballo - Episode 1: la dispute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQqJzWNPenc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQqJzWNPenc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;Soy un Caballo - Episode 2: la disparition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42ls_p5TqVw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42ls_p5TqVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;mais episódios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('video.php?id=7','','toolbar=no,location=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,width=425,height=340')"&gt;Episode 3 : le miroir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25Men3pxfnw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25Men3pxfnw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a onclick="MM_openBrWindow('video.php?id=6','','toolbar=no,location=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,width=425,height=340')"&gt;Episode 4 : le mirage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUhuyPMmmus"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUhuyPMmmus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="post-body" style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7637723041944536195-7466861508346127728?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/7466861508346127728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=7466861508346127728' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7466861508346127728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/7466861508346127728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-8173432119067986273</id><published>2007-07-26T01:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:15:35.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Íntima Fracção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Momentos mágicos, que o Francisco Amaral nos proporciona desde 1984. Inicialmente &lt;em&gt;esculpido &lt;/em&gt;no éter ,o seu projecto é efemero e eterno ao mesmo tempo, agora mais eterno ainda, com a digitalização do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Obrigado por todos esses momentos únicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Ouve-se no rádio clube português &lt;a href="http://www.radioclube.clix.pt/"&gt;www.radioclube.clix.pt&lt;/a&gt;, de Domingo para Segunda, da meia-noite às duas da madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;, lê-se e ouve-se no blogue IF em &lt;a href="http://www.intima.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.intima.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; e sente-se em âmbos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/7637723041944536195-8173432119067986273?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/8173432119067986273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=8173432119067986273' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8173432119067986273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8173432119067986273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/07/ntima-fraco-momentos-mgicos-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-3959767986679800933</id><published>2007-07-03T15:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T16:06:47.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;Partir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A necessidade de mudança faz parte da génese do ser humano. Estamos bem onde não estamos. Não há razões que expliquem esta nossa fome de viagem. Somos almas viajantes em busca de um conhecimento maior e quanto mais no faltam explicações, mais procuramos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Uma interpretação de uma música fantátisca, que faz parte do filme "Cria Cuervos". Este não menos fantástico filme é do realizador/escritor espanhol, Carlos Saura. O filme ganhou vários prémios, dos quais se destaca o Grand Prize of the Jury no Festival de Cannes, em 1976. A actriz principal é Geraldin Chaplin, filha de Charles Chaplin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A música é de José Luis Perales e é interpretada no original por Jeanette&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Kahimi Karie - Porque te vas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wy_BQt2DXDY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wy_BQt2DXDY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Jeanette - Porque te vas (O original)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25ckdkg1xCw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25ckdkg1xCw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/7637723041944536195-3959767986679800933?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/3959767986679800933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=3959767986679800933' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/3959767986679800933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/3959767986679800933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/07/partir-necessidade-de-mudana-faz-parte.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-9015232447693077148</id><published>2007-06-12T02:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:58:23.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Tempus Fugit II&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Apelo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Preciso de mais vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;                                     &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I need more lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;              &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho bisogno di più vite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;私はより多くの生命を必要とする&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ich benötige mehr Leben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;                  我需要更多生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072034290012695842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8imDOrTI/AAAAAAAAABs/SEbrc6C3kOQ/s1600-h/Salvador-Dali-la-persistance-de-la-memoire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s1600-h/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-9015232447693077148?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/9015232447693077148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=9015232447693077148' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/9015232447693077148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/9015232447693077148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/06/tempus-fugit-ii-apelo-preciso-de-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-7469014103109099011</id><published>2007-06-04T04:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T04:18:12.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;So close... and yet so farway&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;close me in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;and never release me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;there is only one start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;but many ends I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;A Moment So Close - Bela Fleck and the Flecktones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFwrJ1rd_xQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RFwrJ1rd_xQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" 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title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-6412351006403890788</id><published>2007-06-04T03:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T03:57:49.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Tempus Fugit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O tempo, é o amor à espera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;do beijo que nunca chega,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;da lua que nunca dorme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;O tempo é uma esfera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;que o espaço repete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;no futuro infinito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;No tempo há luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;que reflete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;o passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;amado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072034290012695842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Sed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Geórgica -Vergílio 19 A.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072034290012695842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-6412351006403890788?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/6412351006403890788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=6412351006403890788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6412351006403890788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6412351006403890788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/06/tempus-fugit-o-tempo-o-amor-espera-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RmN8UGDOrSI/AAAAAAAAABk/d4o7nL7pIgQ/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-6279291347574947619</id><published>2007-05-27T03:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:42:06.195+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;Here She Comes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;... see how she sings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069744961008406530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Femme Fatale - Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FjjDmX9Tkss"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FjjDmX9Tkss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7637723041944536195-6279291347574947619?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/6279291347574947619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=6279291347574947619' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6279291347574947619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/6279291347574947619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-she-comes_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-1523682342550191510</id><published>2007-05-27T03:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:43:35.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;A tua Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mudo o rumo da minha vida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Com o vento vermelho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que me arrasta na melancolia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E me atira contra as rochas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Da praia só.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O meu sangue invade as águas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do desejo sofrido de Neptuno,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E eu participo na mitologia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sem querer próprio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E com a vontade quebrada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pelo vento vermelho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bate forte, muito forte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;O meu desejo, na tua Alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RltaLm67kAI/AAAAAAAAABM/gPSH-me_dL8/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rlta7G67kBI/AAAAAAAAABU/FjQM8RkrH8s/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069745777052192786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rlta7G67kBI/AAAAAAAAABU/FjQM8RkrH8s/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Pyramides de Port-Coton, Mer Sauvage - Claude Monet, 1886&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RljyOm67j-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/yh8QjDy5Jgw/s1600-h/claud+monet+-+mer+sauvage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069067713385304034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/RljyOm67j-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/yh8QjDy5Jgw/s400/claud+monet+-+mer+sauvage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s1600-h/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-1523682342550191510?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/1523682342550191510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=1523682342550191510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1523682342550191510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/1523682342550191510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-she-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rlta7G67kBI/AAAAAAAAABU/FjQM8RkrH8s/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-4424154208451179862</id><published>2007-05-14T14:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:46:22.935+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;A Viagem na Cabeça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Do meu quarto andar sobre o infinito, no plausível íntimo da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;tarde que acontece, à janela para o começo das estrelas, meus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;sonhos vão por acordo de ritmo com distância exposta para as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;viagens aos países incógnitos ou supostos ou somente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;impossíveis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;..............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Bernardo Soares, in Livro do Desassossego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rltbd267kCI/AAAAAAAAABc/07a2BDO04cM/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069746374052646946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rltbd267kCI/AAAAAAAAABc/07a2BDO04cM/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Habito na fronteira onde os sonhos se misturam com a realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Por isso quando sonho, sinto-me acordar para todas as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;realidades, que constroem os meus sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rltbd267kCI/AAAAAAAAABc/07a2BDO04cM/s1600-h/separator.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069746374052646946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rltbd267kCI/AAAAAAAAABc/07a2BDO04cM/s400/separator.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Chambre Avec Vue - Henri Salvador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nD8oOitGehw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nD8oOitGehw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/05/viagem-na-cabea-do-meu-quarto-andar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp3.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Rltbd267kCI/AAAAAAAAABc/07a2BDO04cM/s72-c/separator.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-5347410274107395011</id><published>2007-05-12T01:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T15:07:16.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#808000;"&gt;The Magic Roundabout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Oh my youth where are thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Do I see dreams I never dreamed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;or are thou just so real in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAcnDevkTnc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PAcnDevkTnc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/05/magic-roundabout-oh-my-youth-where-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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-7637723041944536195.post-8799130530647790928</id><published>2007-05-12T00:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:46:09.801+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;A nostalgia é um sentimento estranho, toca-nos pelos sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Um som , uma imagem, ou de uma forma mais forte um cheiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;que nos transporta para um momento no passado e de repente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;e por segundos estamos lá, alheios do presente que nos rodeia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;É um instante mágico, mas suficiente para nos pôr de rastos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;como se ontem fosse hoje e como se nós estivessemos lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;outra vez (sem estarmos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Melody: "Fifty years' happiness." How long's fifty years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Daniel: A hundred and fifty school terms, not including holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Melody: Will you love me that long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Do filme Melody - Música by the Bee Gees - First of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWCOmRfSiZc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWCOmRfSiZc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-8799130530647790928?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/8799130530647790928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=8799130530647790928' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8799130530647790928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/8799130530647790928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-filme-melody.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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-7637723041944536195.post-5822156531466747835</id><published>2007-04-26T01:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:50:49.280+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matisse joy of life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;Life as it should be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663300;"&gt;The joy of life - Henri Matisse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s1600-h/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057532822893229858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s400/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-5822156531466747835?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/5822156531466747835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=5822156531466747835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5822156531466747835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/5822156531466747835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-as-it-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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://bp0.blogger.com/_wUtBBJsUCIE/Ri_3TnRt9yI/AAAAAAAAAAc/w1No6AYSk1U/s72-c/matisse_bonheur-vivre+-+matisse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7637723041944536195.post-2326956829013086991</id><published>2007-04-23T01:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:37:08.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;Koop - Come To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Alien Encounters;color:#808000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Impossível não ficar de boa disposição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663300;"&gt;Venham as noites quentes de Verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/akE4BnH5kdA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/akE4BnH5kdA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637723041944536195-2326956829013086991?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/2326956829013086991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=2326956829013086991' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2326956829013086991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2326956829013086991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/04/koop-come-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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-7637723041944536195.post-2540864647441617328</id><published>2007-04-23T00:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T02:49:17.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Definições</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Fonte: dicionário online porto editora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. qualidade do que é sonoro;&lt;br /&gt;2. qualidade de um som musical; musicalidade;&lt;br /&gt;3. efeito sonoro harmonioso;&lt;br /&gt;4. propriedade que certos corpos ou certos lugares possuem de reforçar os sons;&lt;br /&gt;5. propriedade que certos corpos têm de produzir ou conduzir sons; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Do lat. sonoritáte-, «id.»)&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/7637723041944536195-2540864647441617328?l=sonoridade.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/feeds/2540864647441617328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7637723041944536195&amp;postID=2540864647441617328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2540864647441617328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7637723041944536195/posts/default/2540864647441617328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonoridade.blogspot.com/2007/04/define-eclectic.html' title='Definições'/><author><name>Sérgio Hortas Rodrigues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01987822067170659555</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>
