<?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-1813808582302307010</id><updated>2012-01-26T10:50:00.762Z</updated><category term='Owl Service'/><category term='Fotheringay'/><category term='Jack Rose'/><category term='Lazarus'/><category term='Compilações'/><category term='Loose Gravel'/><category term='Grover Lewis'/><category term='Left Outsides'/><category term='Stephen Stills'/><category term='Winter Hours'/><category term='Roger Wootton'/><category term='Speed the Plough'/><category term='Marianne Faithfull'/><category term='Alan Forbes'/><category term='Fairport Convention'/><category term='These Trails'/><category term='Chris Bell'/><category term='Elliott Murphy'/><category term='Tom Waits'/><category term='Steals'/><category term='The See See'/><category term='Jefferson Airplane'/><category term='Beneath the Oak'/><category term='Grant Hart'/><category term='Camera Obscura'/><category term='Mellow Candle'/><category term='The Bevis Frond'/><category term='Sonic Youth'/><category term='Loop'/><category term='MONO'/><category term='Chris Cacavas'/><category term='United Bible Studies'/><category term='Benjamin Gibbard'/><category term='Rob Sharples'/><category term='Charley D. and Milo'/><category term='Comus'/><category term='Barbet Schroeder'/><category term='Masaki Batoh'/><category term='Six Organs of Admittance'/><category term='Citay'/><category term='Psych and Folk'/><category term='Stooges'/><category term='Mark Fry'/><category term='Green Pajamas'/><category term='Swampgas'/><category term='Cold Sun'/><category term='Tom Rapp'/><category term='Love'/><category term='James Blackshaw'/><category term='Jay Bolotin'/><category term='Stepson'/><category term='Killers Angels Refugees'/><category term='Hush Arbors'/><category term='Future Kings of England'/><category term='Strawbs'/><category term='Meg Baird'/><category term='David Ackles'/><category term='The Ash and The Oak'/><category term='Arthur Lee'/><category term='Simones'/><category term='Stars of the Lid'/><category term='Husker Du'/><category term='Lawrence Hammond'/><category term='Windy Corner'/><category term='John Cipollina'/><category term='Arbouretum'/><category term='Joy Division'/><category term='Ron Asheton'/><category term='A Winged Victory for the Sullen'/><category term='Earthling Society'/><category term='Freeways'/><category term='Velvet Underground'/><category term='Lanterns on the Lake'/><category term='Nico'/><category term='Grateful Dead'/><category term='Let&apos;s Active'/><category term='Moon Upstairs'/><category term='Chemistry Set'/><category term='Chris Thompson'/><category term='Nick Drake'/><category term='Asteroid Nº 4'/><category term='Peter Hammill'/><category term='Bob Seger'/><category term='Magic Lantern'/><category term='Mark Kozelek'/><category term='Steve Hillage'/><category term='Robert Rauschenberg'/><category term='Sonic&apos;s Rendezvous Band'/><category term='Feelies'/><category term='Morly Grey'/><category term='Richard Thompson'/><category term='Kelli Ali'/><category term='Trembling Bells'/><category term='Four Quartets'/><category term='Quarter After'/><category term='Big Star'/><category term='Lost Nuggets'/><category term='Charles Douglas'/><category term='P.G. Six'/><category term='Bruce Springsteen'/><category term='My Education'/><category term='Helena Espvall'/><category term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><category term='Schizo Fun Addict'/><category term='Teeth of the Sea'/><category term='Dunlavy'/><category term='Gary Farr'/><category term='Stacie Willoughby'/><category term='Espers'/><category term='Windy and Carl'/><category term='Orkustra'/><category term='Clark Hutchinson'/><category term='Rowan Amber Mill'/><category term='John Cale'/><category term='Black Flowers'/><category term='Fell'/><category term='Gordon Smith'/><category term='Big Brother and the Holding Company'/><category term='Dark Britannica'/><category term='Glenn Jones'/><category term='Enumclaw'/><category term='Cormac McCarthy'/><category term='Assemble Head in Sunburst Sound'/><category term='Terry Emm'/><category term='Talking Heads'/><category term='Ted Lucas'/><category term='Bob Dylan'/><category term='Wyrdstone'/><category term='Moby Grape'/><category term='The Big Eyes Family Players'/><category term='Psychedelica'/><category term='Ellen Mary McGee'/><category term='Broadcast'/><category term='Thurston Moore'/><category term='cargoe'/><category term='A Broken Consort'/><category term='Leisure Society'/><category term='David Crosby'/><category term='Jimmy Silva'/><category term='Blitz'/><category term='Livros'/><category term='Richard Buckner'/><category term='The Ascent of Everest'/><category term='Weird Owl'/><category term='Michio Kurihara'/><category term='The A-Lords'/><category term='The Eighteenth Day of May'/><category term='Philippe Thieyre'/><category term='Sandy Denny'/><category term='Weather Prophets'/><category term='Randy Newman'/><category term='Midlake'/><category term='Man'/><category term='Barracudas'/><category term='Bardo Pond'/><category term='Eluvium'/><category term='Jim Carroll'/><category term='Mudcrutch'/><category term='Dan Arborise'/><category term='Heathern Haints'/><category term='B.A. Thrower and Friends'/><category term='Sam Shepard'/><category term='Jack Kerouac'/><category term='Fred &apos;Sonic&apos; Smith'/><category term='Plants'/><category term='Artefactos'/><category term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category term='Quicksilver Messenger Service'/><category term='Philippe Garnier'/><category term='David D&apos; Andrea'/><category term='Psychic Ills'/><category term='Penny-Ante'/><category term='Bill Callahan'/><category term='John Manning'/><category term='Nancy Wallace'/><category term='Richard Skelton'/><category term='Carousell'/><category term='Frank Zappa'/><category term='Farm'/><category term='Iker Spozio'/><category term='Kitchen Cynics'/><category term='Tom Petty'/><category term='Young Marble Giants'/><category term='13th Floor Elevators'/><category term='Nudity'/><category term='Seth Augustus'/><category term='Julian Cope'/><category term='Howlin Rain'/><category term='Tinsel'/><category term='Krautrock'/><category term='Dan Auerbach'/><category term='Gene Clark'/><category term='John Drendall'/><category term='Mad River'/><category term='Darrow Mosley Band'/><category term='Tom Verlaine'/><category term='Matthew Robert Cooper'/><category term='Micky Jones'/><category term='Richard Moult'/><category term='Patti Smith'/><category term='Jeff Kelly'/><category term='Old Californio'/><category term='Paisley Underground'/><category term='Dead Sea Apes'/><category term='Alison O&apos; Donnell'/><category term='Doors'/><category term='Glastonbury Fayre'/><category term='Sweet Apple'/><category term='Pearls Before Swine'/><category term='Seventh Ring of Saturn'/><category term='Fading Yellow'/><category term='George Harrison'/><category term='Hollow Ox'/><category term='Mighty Baby'/><category term='Antonio Sérgio'/><category term='Turiiya'/><category term='Grails'/><category term='Village Thing'/><category term='Dean McPhee'/><category term='Michael Chapman'/><category term='Wolf People'/><category term='Jay Farrar'/><category term='Brian Eno'/><category term='Trysting Tree'/><category term='Flamin Groovies'/><category term='Roxy Music'/><category term='Lunar Dunes'/><category term='Manassas'/><category term='Dr. Strangely Strange'/><category term='Spirit'/><category term='Wooden Shjips'/><category term='Van der Graaf Generator'/><category term='Telescopes'/><category term='Savage Republic'/><category term='Bill Fay'/><category term='X'/><category term='Chris Wilson'/><category term='Hammock'/><category term='Dennis Wilson'/><category term='Damon and Naomi'/><category term='John Barleycorn reborn'/><category term='Richard Brautigan'/><category term='Neil Young'/><category term='Mugstar'/><category term='Mountain Movers'/><category term='Sunburst'/><category term='Acid Archives'/><category term='Pastiches'/><category term='Byrds'/><category term='Collectable-Records'/><title type='text'>Atalho de sons</title><subtitle type='html'>Um espaço de recuo seguro para die-hards do folk e do psicadélico, almas penadas ou peregrinos ocasionais</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>363</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8669599373629102170</id><published>2012-01-26T10:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T10:50:00.766Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippe Garnier'/><title type='text'>Doors, "L. A. Woman" e o Rock &amp; Folk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2yQGBnwC1E/TyArYSQ6Z0I/AAAAAAAADIY/khHI00hmyTs/s1600/Rock%2Bet%2BFolk%2BDoors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 282px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701604824470677314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2yQGBnwC1E/TyArYSQ6Z0I/AAAAAAAADIY/khHI00hmyTs/s400/Rock%2Bet%2BFolk%2BDoors.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há anos, décadas, que não lia o &lt;strong&gt;Rock &amp;amp; Folk&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A capa do mais recente número "obrigou-me"a mudar o hábito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dos discos da minha vida está lá plasmado, a propósito dos 40 anos da respectiva publicação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais, a tarefa de voltar a escrever sobre "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L.A. Woman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" foi entregue a &lt;strong&gt;Philippe Garnier&lt;/strong&gt;, um dos jornalistas que, precisamente nas páginas do velho Rock &amp;amp; Folk,  para além da música, mais me ensinou sobre a literatura e o cinema americanos do século passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pouco ou nada me interessa a recente reedição de "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L.A. Woman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", deformada por takes e sub-takes de duvidosa qualidade ( do tal inédito "She smells so nice" nem vale a pena falar ), a mim basta-me o álbum original -  brilhante, enxuto e sem qualquer tipo de gorduras -, tal como foi remasterizado há um par de anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O importante aqui é a forma como este pedaço de história nos é (re)contado por Philippe Garnier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8669599373629102170?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8669599373629102170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8669599373629102170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/doors-l-woman-e-o-rock-folk.html' title='Doors, &quot;L. A. Woman&quot; e o Rock &amp; Folk'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k2yQGBnwC1E/TyArYSQ6Z0I/AAAAAAAADIY/khHI00hmyTs/s72-c/Rock%2Bet%2BFolk%2BDoors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5455358122648298158</id><published>2012-01-25T10:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:51:16.230Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owl Service'/><title type='text'>The Owl Service "All things being silent"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDmwN3oiQe0/Tx_eLfftjLI/AAAAAAAADIM/ZsfrCT9w4MI/s1600/The%2BOwl%2BService.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701519942288772274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDmwN3oiQe0/Tx_eLfftjLI/AAAAAAAADIM/ZsfrCT9w4MI/s400/The%2BOwl%2BService.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma nova edição dos meus beloved &lt;strong&gt;The Owl Service&lt;/strong&gt; é sempre um motivo de celebração aqui pelo Atalho. Desta vez trata-se do Volume 3 da saga "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pattern Beneath the Plough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", intitula-se "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All things being silent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( um título à minha medida ) e inclui dois tradicionais retirados aos universo das "murder ballads" ("The  Red Barn" e "The Standing Stones" ) adaptados, interpretados e gravados com a mestria habitual no colectivo de &lt;strong&gt;Steven Collins&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O single, magnificamente apresentado numa capa de cartão duro, é limitado a 300 exemplares, inclui um postal com a foto do memorial de Maria Marten ( conferir "The murder of Maria Marten" no álbum "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Roses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" da &lt;strong&gt;Albion Country Band&lt;/strong&gt; ) , bem como como um mini cdr com os dois temas do single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Puro deleite e um artefacto mais a juntar aos muitos que os Owl Service já produziram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 284px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701519847828847282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j4FXJD96zKo/Tx_eF_mterI/AAAAAAAADIA/h9Zf8JRSrfA/s400/The%2Bowl%2Bservice%2Bfly.jpg" /&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/1813808582302307010-5455358122648298158?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5455358122648298158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5455358122648298158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/owl-service-all-things-being-silent.html' title='The Owl Service &quot;All things being silent&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDmwN3oiQe0/Tx_eLfftjLI/AAAAAAAADIM/ZsfrCT9w4MI/s72-c/The%2BOwl%2BService.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-843744711328243820</id><published>2012-01-19T15:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-19T15:30:05.377Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandy Denny'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 8 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYV2PkHNk3A/Txg19dS8VkI/AAAAAAAADHo/_laJG0RSiA4/s1600/Sandy%2BDenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 390px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699364658389734978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYV2PkHNk3A/Txg19dS8VkI/AAAAAAAADHo/_laJG0RSiA4/s400/Sandy%2BDenny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/PQiWL0HfIJs"&gt; Sandy Denny &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-843744711328243820?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/843744711328243820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/843744711328243820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/heroes-are-hard-to-find-8.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 8 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qYV2PkHNk3A/Txg19dS8VkI/AAAAAAAADHo/_laJG0RSiA4/s72-c/Sandy%2BDenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8843352900212888937</id><published>2012-01-17T17:29:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:38:32.502Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen Cynics'/><title type='text'>Kitchen Cynics "Wooden Bird"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05xKhsKy6KQ/TxWwojhA84I/AAAAAAAADHY/0BNbsDLIzrI/s1600/Kitchen%2BCynics%2BLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 290px; height: 289px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698655114282201986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05xKhsKy6KQ/TxWwojhA84I/AAAAAAAADHY/0BNbsDLIzrI/s400/Kitchen%2BCynics%2BLP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kitchen Cynics &lt;/b&gt;– aka &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Alan Davidson&lt;/b&gt; – palmilham as margens underground do folk psicadélico, praticamente desde que me lembro. Sou aliás absolutamente incapaz de referir com exactidão a respectiva discografia, a qual foi erigida em cima de edições privadas, CD-rs mais ou menos obscuros, cassetes ignoradas e tudo o mais que marginalmente tenha servido para registar a fluidez criativa do autor e ajudar a perpetuar uma música que embora de matriz experimental, sabe perfeitamente de onde vem e, por isso, para onde vai.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dito de outra maneira, tenho seguido com enorme irregularidade as edições de Alan Davidson. Mas sempre que regresso, encontro sempre a mesma inesgotável veia criativa, o respeito pela tradição da Caledónia acoplado à sempre presente vontade de inovar , e o absoluto desprezo pelo “negócio” da música. Em suma, um artesão &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e uma música feitos à medida do Atalho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Wooden Bird&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” ( uma edição em vinil limitada a 110 exemplares ) é um daqueles artefactos que já não se usa. Um verdadeiro “labour of love”: todas as capas são diferentes, desenhadas artesanalmente por &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Luigi Falagario&lt;/b&gt; ( a que a cima se reproduz, é exclusiva e reproduz &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o meu exemplar ). Não será objecto de qualquer reedição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 384px; height: 282px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698655020731480226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D56c1In-_tc/TxWwjHAyOKI/AAAAAAAADHM/C03PjPS2RoY/s400/Kitchen%2BCynics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A música essa plana sobre a serenidade das ancestrais melodias escocesas, intimista lembra &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nick Drake&lt;/b&gt;, por vezes parte à aventura psicadélica ( &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Tom Rapp&lt;/b&gt; e os &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Pearls Before Swine&lt;/b&gt; são uma recordação incontornável, e estou a pesar muito bem as palavras ), mas raramente perde o norte e tem sempre presente a matriz rural que lhe serve de âncora. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os 10 temas que fazem “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Wooden Bird&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” são na avaliação (porventura suspeita e tendenciosa ) do Atalho uma absoluta delicia. E até “Davey”, um original de &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Roy Harper &lt;/b&gt;recuperado ao álbum “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Flat Baroque and Berserk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” (1970) soa aqui como uma cereja no topo do bolo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Na música, como nas outras artes, por vezes como na própria vida, é nas margens do sistema - seja ele qual for - que se encontram as criações mais belas e consistentes. Os valores e as pessoas mais perenes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8843352900212888937?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8843352900212888937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8843352900212888937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/kitchen-cynics-wooden-bird.html' title='Kitchen Cynics &quot;Wooden Bird&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-05xKhsKy6KQ/TxWwojhA84I/AAAAAAAADHY/0BNbsDLIzrI/s72-c/Kitchen%2BCynics%2BLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7635521332481990773</id><published>2012-01-16T09:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-16T09:32:54.651Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psych and Folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blitz'/><title type='text'>Psych &amp; Folk 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aC7d_-DieE/TxPuQfnRSSI/AAAAAAAADHA/w2O9-U94kjs/s1600/Psych%2BFolk%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 141px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698159920685336866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aC7d_-DieE/TxPuQfnRSSI/AAAAAAAADHA/w2O9-U94kjs/s400/Psych%2BFolk%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A coluna do Atalho no Blitz de Janeiro. Não se esqueçam de passar por lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7635521332481990773?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7635521332481990773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7635521332481990773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/psych-folk-2.html' title='Psych &amp; Folk 2'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9aC7d_-DieE/TxPuQfnRSSI/AAAAAAAADHA/w2O9-U94kjs/s72-c/Psych%2BFolk%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8519108617607614111</id><published>2012-01-12T12:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:56:37.188Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turiiya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 25 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8Id6oaP-40/Tw7VQZSb1CI/AAAAAAAADG0/-HgG0vIjT8I/s1600/Turiiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696725056313087010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8Id6oaP-40/Tw7VQZSb1CI/AAAAAAAADG0/-HgG0vIjT8I/s400/Turiiya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Após largos anos de uma demanda quase insana à volta do mundo, o carteiro acaba de me entregar em mão, um dos artefactos que mais trabalho me deu para conseguir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma cópia original do vinil de &lt;strong&gt;Turiiya&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", editado em 1986 na Nova Zelândia pela Jayrem Records (JAY 138). A acompanhar o LP, um bonus inesperado: um postal onde &lt;strong&gt;Jyoshna La Trobe&lt;/strong&gt;, uma das Turiiya, me deseja um bom ano e agradece a minha persistência. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8519108617607614111?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8519108617607614111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8519108617607614111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/artefactos-25.html' title='Artefactos ( 25 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8Id6oaP-40/Tw7VQZSb1CI/AAAAAAAADG0/-HgG0vIjT8I/s72-c/Turiiya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-191954125354320939</id><published>2012-01-10T09:54:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:03:03.597Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Kerouac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg Baird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helena Espvall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Kozelek'/><title type='text'>Meg Baird "Seasons on Earth"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsceRO4mPB0/TwwLts25DnI/AAAAAAAADGo/Z0dTuO538Jk/s1600/meg_c%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 353px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695940508480245362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsceRO4mPB0/TwwLts25DnI/AAAAAAAADGo/Z0dTuO538Jk/s400/meg_c%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Depois de “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Leaves from off the tree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” (uma colaboração com Helena Espvall e Sharron Kraus) e de&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Dear Companion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(2007), &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meg Baird&lt;/b&gt;, a voz feminina dos Espers, o projecto neo-psicadélico de Greg Weeks,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;está finalmente de regresso com “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Seasons on Earth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”. Dito de outra maneira: temos de novo o privilégio de escutar, interpretando uma dezena de temas de uma forma muito próximo do sublime, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aquela que será porventura a melhor voz feminina a surgir na folk americana em muitos muitos anos. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Para ser absolutamente sincero, ao Atalho sobram emoções e faltam palavras para descrever com critério e objectividade os sons e sensações que emergem de “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Seasons on Earth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Logo a abrir,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Babyon” dá o tom. A beleza singela da voz e a delicadeza da guitarra de Meg&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;conquistam a mais distraída das atenções. “Stars climb up the vine” , “Share”, “The Finder”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;seguem a mesma via, mas sempre &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;em crescendo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 228px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695940397090384082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISREKECEB2o/TwwLnN5eqNI/AAAAAAAADGc/Ccphrq_zNPo/s400/Meg%2BBaird%2Bfoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As versões de “Friends” (um magnifico tema de 1971 escrito por &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jon Mark, e desde então perdido no interior do álbum homónimo do duo &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mark-Almond&lt;/b&gt;) e “Beatles and the Stones” (um original dos &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;House of Love&lt;/b&gt;) são tão peculiares e idiossincráticas como o são por norma as versões das canções trabalhadas por Mark Kozelek, isto é: são como que novas canções, construídas em cima de uma estrutura pré-conhecida. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;E no final pouco importa tergiversar sobre as steel guitars , dobros, ou percussões dos músicos convidados para este festim silencioso e quase intimista. O palco está refém da voz, guitarra acústica&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;e talento de Meg Baird – “Stream” quase a terminar é outra peça de antologia -, e tudo o resto é pouco mais que supérfluo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No interior da capa Meg escreveu: “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;for Jack Rose, who is missed more than can be expressed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;here or elsewhere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”, uma dedicatória que diz tudo o que precisa ser dito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-191954125354320939?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/191954125354320939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/191954125354320939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/meg-baird-seasons-on-earth.html' title='Meg Baird &quot;Seasons on Earth&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsceRO4mPB0/TwwLts25DnI/AAAAAAAADGo/Z0dTuO538Jk/s72-c/meg_c%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-99634419279911418</id><published>2012-01-06T17:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T17:14:42.075Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The A-Lords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Fry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iker Spozio'/><title type='text'>Mark Fry "I lived in trees"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oikoru2qvtM/TwcrV4tN99I/AAAAAAAADGE/NH1y3_GEzEs/s1600/Mark%2BFry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 384px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694567908832573394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oikoru2qvtM/TwcrV4tN99I/AAAAAAAADGE/NH1y3_GEzEs/s400/Mark%2BFry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O britânico &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mark Fry &lt;/b&gt;esteve desaparecido em combate desde 1972, ano em que publicou e apenas no mercado italiano ”&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Dreaming with Alice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”, um delicado álbum de inspiração folk, que hoje, à luz dos novos chavões/conceitos, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;chamariam de “weird”, “downer”, ou assim …&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Durante anos viveu entre a pintura, o anonimato e projectos musicais nunca concretizados. Em 2011, finalmente, regressou às canções. Procurou o apoio do duo &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The A-Lords&lt;/b&gt; e acaba de editar “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I Lived in Trees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” (Second Language Music). Como o título deixa perceber, permanecemos em terrenos rurais e a linguagem preferida continua a ser o folk. Todavia a atmosfera algo “naif” que se vivia em &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Dreaming with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Alice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” (Mark Fry era pouco mais que um teenager quando compôs aquelas canções ) cedeu o lugar a um quadro pastoril de características vincadamente “lo-fi”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os nove temas de “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I lived in Trees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” ( o cd é envolvido numa fabulosa capa de cartolina concebida / desenhada por &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Iker Spozio&lt;/b&gt; e constituída por oito painéis em forma de concertina ) conduzem-nos directamente para um cenário rupestre&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;onde, quase sem querer, nos cruzamos com os gnomos que Fry convocou quando compôs estas canções. Suspeito mesmo que o tema título tema sido escrito e interpretado a pensar neles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Mágico, simples e intemporal, como todas as coisas belas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-99634419279911418?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/99634419279911418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/99634419279911418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/mark-fry-i-lived-in-trees.html' title='Mark Fry &quot;I lived in trees&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oikoru2qvtM/TwcrV4tN99I/AAAAAAAADGE/NH1y3_GEzEs/s72-c/Mark%2BFry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4682889074989804139</id><published>2012-01-02T11:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:43:32.899Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Drake'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 7 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPBysru8ag/TwGXsr5pt9I/AAAAAAAADF4/yGF-5-ly214/s1600/Nick-Drake-image_Small%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692998197927589842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPBysru8ag/TwGXsr5pt9I/AAAAAAAADF4/yGF-5-ly214/s400/Nick-Drake-image_Small%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3jCFeCtSjk"&gt; Nick Drake &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/1813808582302307010-4682889074989804139?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4682889074989804139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4682889074989804139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2012/01/heroes-are-hard-to-find-7.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 7 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BCPBysru8ag/TwGXsr5pt9I/AAAAAAAADF4/yGF-5-ly214/s72-c/Nick-Drake-image_Small%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5479054910677739165</id><published>2011-12-30T15:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:28:19.640Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunlavy'/><title type='text'>Dunlavy "A lifetime of catastrophic failure"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KFW_IC_Bmc/Tvyft4Z0jzI/AAAAAAAADFs/H8CSGZIBs8M/s1600/Dunlavy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 350px; height: 350px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691599639673081650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KFW_IC_Bmc/Tvyft4Z0jzI/AAAAAAAADFs/H8CSGZIBs8M/s400/Dunlavy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O Atalho nunca publicou ou publicará nenhuma daquelas famigeradas listas dos “melhores do ano”. Simplesmente, porque não. Ponto!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Questão diversa é ter ao longo ano acumulado uma mão cheia de preferências. Repito, preferências. Discos que por uma razão ou outra mais me tocaram ou que melhor se identificaram com o meu estado de espírito num determinado momento. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A este título, recordo por exemplo o álbum dos &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Feelies&lt;/b&gt; “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Here Before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;”, “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The leaving of London&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” dos &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bevis Frond&lt;/b&gt;, o cd homónimo de &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;A Winged Victory for the Sullen&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Starry Mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” de &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;P. G. Six&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Max Richter&lt;/b&gt; com a banda sonora de “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Sarah’s Key&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” ou “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The wanting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” de &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Glenn Jones&lt;/b&gt;. Mas retenho sobretudo “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A lifetime of catastrophic &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;failure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” dos texanos &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dunlavy&lt;/b&gt;, um conjunto de 20 pequenas peças musicais apenas disponível &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;através de download legal no sitio da banda&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dunlavy.bandcamp.com/album/a-lifetime-of-catastrophic-failure"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;http://dunlavy.bandcamp.com/album/a-lifetime-of-catastrophic-failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Há muito que os Dunlavy andam por aí. Mais ou menos liderada pelo ex-Mike Gunn, &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Scott&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Grimm&lt;/b&gt;, a banda de Houston faz do neo-psicadelismo a trave mestra da sua evolução criativa. Aqui &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e ali introduz elementos novos, nuances que acrescentam consistência ao discurso, modernizando-o em simultâneo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;A lifetime of catastrophic failure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” não é mais do que um conjunto de miniaturas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;( a mais extensa não ultrapassa &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4 minutos ) e desta vez os meus psiconautas preferidos levitam entre os mantos cósmicos do krautrock, o psicadélico, o drone, o experimental &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a maior novidade,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;o stoner rock.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O Atalho tem uma enorme dificuldade em isolar, nomeando um qualquer dos 20 temas deste verdadeiro opus ( e estou certo que todos os que apreciam e valorizam a linguagem neo-psicadélica concordarão comigo). &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;São todos eles pequenos artefactos orgânicos que transportam em si uma coerência e majestade que já não são deste tempo. Ou talvez estejam já para além dele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Depois de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here Before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” dos Feelies, este deve ter sido o&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;registo musical que mais escutei em 2011. Dito isto, “faites vos jeux …”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5479054910677739165?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5479054910677739165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5479054910677739165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/dunlavy-lifetime-of-catastrophic.html' title='Dunlavy &quot;A lifetime of catastrophic failure&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2KFW_IC_Bmc/Tvyft4Z0jzI/AAAAAAAADFs/H8CSGZIBs8M/s72-c/Dunlavy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4720684184498362336</id><published>2011-12-29T10:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:00:15.136Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psych and Folk'/><title type='text'>Psych &amp; Folk 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GWsLl3ZdsI/TvxG3LiNeVI/AAAAAAAADFg/7tklwOFOnFc/s1600/Psych%2B%2526%2Bfolk%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 139px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691501942892493138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GWsLl3ZdsI/TvxG3LiNeVI/AAAAAAAADFg/7tklwOFOnFc/s400/Psych%2B%2526%2Bfolk%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A partir deste mês de Dezembro, 21 anos depois, volto a trilhar as páginas do &lt;strong&gt;Blitz&lt;/strong&gt;. A coluna chama-se "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psych &amp;amp; Folk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" e o Atalho espera sinceramente voltar a ser-vos útil. Passem por lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4720684184498362336?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4720684184498362336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4720684184498362336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/psych-folk-1.html' title='Psych &amp; Folk 1'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GWsLl3ZdsI/TvxG3LiNeVI/AAAAAAAADFg/7tklwOFOnFc/s72-c/Psych%2B%2526%2Bfolk%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7316653885551142850</id><published>2011-12-27T21:25:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:37:29.341Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bevis Frond'/><title type='text'>The Bevis Frond "The leaving of London"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x03q8wi2HUw/Tvo4teYNTMI/AAAAAAAADFI/7f98TkDZ_XY/s1600/The%2BBevis%2BFrond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 378px; height: 382px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690923433035910338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x03q8wi2HUw/Tvo4teYNTMI/AAAAAAAADFI/7f98TkDZ_XY/s400/The%2BBevis%2BFrond.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nos últimos 20 anos &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nick Saloman&lt;/b&gt; dinamizou um conjunto de projectos que se revelaram fundamentais para o renascer do psicadelismo enquanto paradigma musical. Desde logo com Phil McMullen foi um dos fundadores do mítico &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ptolemaic Terrascope&lt;/b&gt;, uma fanzine que mudou por completo a forma como o psicadelismo e linguagens limítrofes eram vistas nos anos 80 no Reino Unido e não apenas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Regressado do passado, o psicadelismo passou a ser olhado como algo de contemporâneo, perene, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e a ponte entre as heranças sixties californiana e inglesa foi de novo estabelecida, mas desta vez com passagens activas pelo pós-punk, krautrock&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;e pelo paisley underground. Ou seja, uma estética considerada passadista ganhou contornos de modernidade e o número de bandas que nasceram e cresceram à sombra da fanzine atingiu proporções inimagináveis. 20 anos volvidos, os ecos ainda andam por aí. E a editora Woronzow que Saloman também criou não é estranha a todo este processo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Mas uma contribuição tão ou mais importante &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;terá sido a criação do projecto &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Bevis&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Frond&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Neste capítulo, o que ficou para trás é já histórico. O que está pela frente é no mínimo &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;empolgante. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The leaving of London&lt;/b&gt;”, por exemplo .&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A mudança física&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;da capital para o East Sussex, funcionou como&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;catalisador criativo e, aos ouvidos do Atalho, “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The leaving of London&lt;/b&gt;” pode muito bem ser um dos melhores registos do grupo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 332px; height: 224px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690923343758926018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfjS8GXPg5o/Tvo4oRy6oMI/AAAAAAAADE8/RT9zEv8eFp8/s400/beevisfrond%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os “compagnons de route” (Adrian Shaw e Dave Pearce) estão lá&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;como sempre, a voz tão “next door” com Costello quanto possível também, mas o “song-writing” atingiu um patamar superior. Ora bordejando o psicadelismo inglês dos 80s (que também ajudou a fazer ), ora cortejando o “paisley underground” e/ou “desert rock” americanos ( e quanto a este último, não deixa de ser assombrosa a comunhão espiritual e criativa com esse outro deserdado da sorte que dá pelo nome de Rich Hopkins, mais famoso e reconhecido na Alemanha que em Tucson, a sua terra natal ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Para que não restem dúvidas: “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Leaving of London&lt;/b&gt;” é de escuta obrigatória. Dos 18 temas , atrevo-me a salientar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Johnny Kwango” ( aquela abertura radiofónica da voz em off “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Everybody has a favourite tune, is this yours&lt;/i&gt;?”, liquidou-me de imediato ainda não estava no ar uma única nota musical ), as guitarras de “An old Vice”, o tema título, “Testament”,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Preservation Hill” e “Too Kind” que, em palco, deverá ser algo de absolutamente avassalador. Caso o orçamento só vos permita comprar um CD por mês, já sabem o que têm de fazer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nota: &lt;em&gt;já agora, os Bevis Frond peregrinam pela Europa em concertos dispersos. Não haverá por aí ninguém que lhes possa estender uma mão portuguesa?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7316653885551142850?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7316653885551142850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7316653885551142850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/bevis-frond-leaving-of-london.html' title='The Bevis Frond &quot;The leaving of London&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x03q8wi2HUw/Tvo4teYNTMI/AAAAAAAADFI/7f98TkDZ_XY/s72-c/The%2BBevis%2BFrond.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8669412638975462669</id><published>2011-12-24T09:36:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-24T17:21:58.463Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 42 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZZxiUPFP18/TvWfSFpb_2I/AAAAAAAADEw/fzj6NLqx9rk/s1600/Folque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 399px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689628837354930018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZZxiUPFP18/TvWfSFpb_2I/AAAAAAAADEw/fzj6NLqx9rk/s400/Folque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Folque "Folque" ( Philips 6317 0 ) 1974 Norway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Skjon jomfru"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Ravnene"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Springar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Sjugur og Trollsbrura"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Nissedans"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Harpa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Sinclairvise"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Reinlender"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Alison Gross"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Steffa gar til Selfjord"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Reven og Bjornen"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Heimat lata"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Folque&lt;/strong&gt;: Lisa Helljesen ( voz ), Trond Villa ( guitarra ), Eilif Amundsen ( guitarra, dulcimer, banjo, voz ), Jorn Jensen (guitarra, dulcimer ), Morten Bing ( guitarra, banjo, bouzouki, bandolim) e Trond Overland ( baixo e piano ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Produção de Oystein Sunde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capa: Foto e design de Macrofoto &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/1813808582302307010-8669412638975462669?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8669412638975462669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8669412638975462669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost-nuggets-42.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 42 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZZxiUPFP18/TvWfSFpb_2I/AAAAAAAADEw/fzj6NLqx9rk/s72-c/Folque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2369888320306588019</id><published>2011-12-20T14:55:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:48:53.945Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Mad River "Jersey Sloo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0hEG2Gkas/TvCmUuvxTPI/AAAAAAAADDM/SPM_3LYQiCs/s1600/Mad-River-Jersey-Sloo-cover%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688229204444925170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0hEG2Gkas/TvCmUuvxTPI/AAAAAAAADDM/SPM_3LYQiCs/s400/Mad-River-Jersey-Sloo-cover%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quem conhece o psicadelismo californiano sabe da enorme importância, embora quase nunca relevada,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dos &lt;strong&gt;Mad River&lt;/strong&gt;. O álbum homónimo “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mad River&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( 1968) e “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paradise Bar and Grill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” (1969), sobretudo o primeiro, são dois artefactos incontornáveis, absolutamente compatíveis com a cena musical local da época e no entanto diferenciadores o suficiente para justificarem uma análise autónoma relativamente aos óbvios Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Quicksilver ou Big Brother .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ligação afectiva e efectiva ao escritor e guru da contracultura &lt;strong&gt;Richard Brautigan &lt;/strong&gt;também ajudou e hoje, quando à tranquila distância de 40 anos, se olha para o psicadelismo californiano não há como ignorar as páginas escritas em São Francisco pelos Mad River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Atalho não irá debruçar-se excessivamente sobre a história da banda . A chamada de atenção tem sido feita amiúde e por gente muito mais qualificada. Os discos existem e estão reeditados. E com a multiplicidade das actuais opções tecnológicas podem ser escutados sem qualquer dificuldade.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688229067614035826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJtH-h1gpB0/TvCmMxAvn3I/AAAAAAAADC8/f5tHX0PSIJk/s400/Mad%2Briver%2BFoto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MAR: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Este texto pretende apenas noticiar e primeira edição legal de 5 temas míticos gravados algures em 1967 e que apenas haviam circulado através de artefactos piratas com maior ou menor relevância áudio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob a forma de um 33 rotações, o EP inclui no lado A “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jersey Sloo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, um clássico do “Bay Area Sound” , com as duas guitarras ora soltas ora entrelaçadas no mais puro estilo Quicksilver. Pena que o tema dure pouco mais de&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 minutos. O flipside integra &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as restantes 4 canções&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( registadas nas chamadas Dayton Sessions ) e ainda que nenhum atinja a dimensão/concisão estilística de “Jersey Sloo”, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;acrescentam história à já enorme história dos Mad River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688228935303252546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gcb-ic6yShM/TvCmFEHZSkI/AAAAAAAADCw/jAeHAOHz0JY/s400/Mad%2BRiver%2Bbooklet.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quanto ao package, diria: &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;já não se usa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. A front-cover, respeitando o artwork da época ( os autores são John&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hurford e Jonathan Hill ), acolhe um fabuloso booklet de 36 páginas a cores, com dezenas de fotos inéditas, e onde, após uma introdução de &lt;strong&gt;Phil McMullen&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;David Biasotti &lt;/strong&gt;contando com a colaboração dos ex-membros do grupo, enquadra e relata &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TODO o legado dos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mad River.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Eventuais interessados devem procurar em ( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starryeyelandlaughing.com/madriver.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,255);font-family:Calibri;" &gt;http://www.starryeyelandlaughing.com/madriver.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;) quanto antes, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pois a edição é limitada e também por essa razão potencialmente coleccionável. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-2369888320306588019?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2369888320306588019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2369888320306588019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/mad-river-jersey-sloo.html' title='Mad River &quot;Jersey Sloo&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fG0hEG2Gkas/TvCmUuvxTPI/AAAAAAAADDM/SPM_3LYQiCs/s72-c/Mad-River-Jersey-Sloo-cover%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8895903645793712765</id><published>2011-12-15T14:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:25:26.471Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randy Newman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Jacques Vassal, Randy Newman e eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlqeYhla--s/Tui03PPu75I/AAAAAAAADCY/Gm7l7j8dfdU/s1600/Jacques%2BVassal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685993390633578386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlqeYhla--s/Tui03PPu75I/AAAAAAAADCY/Gm7l7j8dfdU/s400/Jacques%2BVassal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Finais de 1979. Numa das minhas primeiras visitas a Paris,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tinha previamente planeada &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uma conversa /entrevista com &lt;strong&gt;Jacques Vassal&lt;/strong&gt;, redactor da revista &lt;strong&gt;Rock &amp;amp; Folk&lt;/strong&gt; e, à data, uma das referências continentais no que dizia respeito à música de inspiração folk americana, britânica e francesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Encontrada a rua e o número, transposta a enorme e característica porta de madeira que os velhos edifícios parisienses sustentam e consultada a “concierge” – “Monsieur Vassal, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1er étage, s’il vous plait” – subimos ( eu e o João ) as escadas e tocámos a respectiva campainha.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;30 segundos volvidos , nada. No interior do apartamento&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eram perfeitamente audíveis &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;piano e voz inconfundíveis de &lt;strong&gt;Randy Newman&lt;/strong&gt; . Nova insistência, não fora a campainha não ter cumprido devidamente os propósitos para os quais ali tinha sido colocada. A porta permaneceu fechada. Lá dentro,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a voz nasalada de &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Newman continuava a arrastar-se por entre as palavras do tema “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sail Away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” . &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685993295771281746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ahHNpAmBvDg/Tui0xt2zKVI/AAAAAAAADCM/w764Z6fA6F4/s400/Randy%2BNewman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por fim calou-se. Segundos depois a porta abriu-se e Monsieur Vassal, ostentando um sorriso de orelha a orelha, fez as honras da casa enquanto simultaneamente pedia desculpa por não ter aberto a porta … Era uma regra sua fazê-lo enquanto a canção, qualquer canção, em escuta &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;não terminasse. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A esta regra, que fazia questão de cumprir religiosamente, acrescia o facto de Randy Newman ter agendado para essa mesma noite um concerto no Teatro dos Campos Eliseos e, como tal, “precisava de reescutar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a sua discografia para se preparar”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685993184091355474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HSNfoAfqk8/Tui0rN0OuVI/AAAAAAAADCA/LNbZ0zNyXv8/s400/Randy%2BNewman%2Bbilhete.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Recordo-me de termos falado de Randy Newman, do seu humor corrosivo, das suas canções peculiares e do estatuto que a sua música principiava a ganhar na Europa. Julgo que não cheguei a abordar com Monsieur Vassal nenhum dos assuntos que me tinham levado ao seu encontro. A dada altura, este pediu imensa desculpa mas por razões profissionais necessitava de voltar a escutar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Criminals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, outro álbum seminal do californiano. Como tal …&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Escusado será dizer que a performance de Randy Newman dessa noite foi, aos meus olhos e ouvidos, absolutamente assombrosa. Entre outras coisas, recordo-me que quando a última nota do piano de “Old man” se dissipou, e imediatamente antes da sala rebentar em tonitruantes aplausos, na assistência alguém gritou: “&lt;strong&gt;Parfait!&lt;/strong&gt;”. Terá sido Monsieur Vassal?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8895903645793712765?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8895903645793712765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8895903645793712765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/jacques-vassal-randy-newman-e-eu.html' title='Jacques Vassal, Randy Newman e eu'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlqeYhla--s/Tui03PPu75I/AAAAAAAADCY/Gm7l7j8dfdU/s72-c/Jacques%2BVassal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7649805707591490829</id><published>2011-12-09T17:44:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:49:12.122Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy Division'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 24 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SP2kyHplYOQ/TuJQ1WznNJI/AAAAAAAADB0/lpp5Iw9cToc/s1600/Escritica%2BPop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684194557280334994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SP2kyHplYOQ/TuJQ1WznNJI/AAAAAAAADB0/lpp5Iw9cToc/s400/Escritica%2BPop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Publicado em 1982 pela Editorial Querco, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escrítica Pop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" era constituído pela compilação de um conjunto de textos publicados por &lt;strong&gt;Miguel Esteves Cardoso&lt;/strong&gt; entre 1980 e 82 em diversos periódicos da época ( Música e Som, O Jornal e O Se7e ). Para além desse fio condutor, e de acordo com extracto de prefácio do autor, " &lt;em&gt;... o livro não tem nem&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;procurou ter unidade ou coerência alguma...".&lt;/em&gt; O que de resto, à distância de 30 anos, até parece bastante coerente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas para além dos deliciosos textos que inclui, os quais li e reli obstinadamente, o que é que este artefacto tem a ver aqui com o "yours truly"? Bom, à época, ambos mantinhamos uma considerável, cúmplice e, registe-se mais do que justificada, panca pelos &lt;strong&gt;Joy Division&lt;/strong&gt;. Daí que o texto publicado no Jornal de 23/10/81, sobre "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( Factory Records 1981 ) o duplo álbum póstumo da banda de Ian Curtis me tenha sido gentilmente dedicado pelo autor. Abraço Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684194437845129378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdupyqKEs8/TuJQuZ4CmKI/AAAAAAAADBo/DyzODCFSjJk/s400/Escritica%2BJoy%2BDivision.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7649805707591490829?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7649805707591490829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7649805707591490829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/artefactos-24_341.html' title='Artefactos ( 24 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SP2kyHplYOQ/TuJQ1WznNJI/AAAAAAAADB0/lpp5Iw9cToc/s72-c/Escritica%2BPop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4662076063127222546</id><published>2011-12-06T16:03:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-06T17:31:22.478Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 41 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr-qDBMq0-0/Tt5DIZe7w8I/AAAAAAAADBQ/_4WkLWkIZdo/s1600/Georgie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683053591346791362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr-qDBMq0-0/Tt5DIZe7w8I/AAAAAAAADBQ/_4WkLWkIZdo/s400/Georgie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Georgie "Only me!" ( GWP St 2040 ) USA 1971&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Scarlet lace"&lt;br /&gt;- "Fly"&lt;br /&gt;- "The Brown eyed kind"&lt;br /&gt;- "A man's kind of woman"&lt;br /&gt;- "When the good times rolled"&lt;br /&gt;- "A million miles high"&lt;br /&gt;- "Mrs. Martin"&lt;br /&gt;- "Candy Store Blues"&lt;br /&gt;- "Next summer"&lt;br /&gt;- "Only me"&lt;br /&gt;- "Your cake and eat it"&lt;br /&gt;- "I'll chase your tears away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Rizzo ( canções, voz e guitarra ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Andy Wishell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4662076063127222546?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4662076063127222546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4662076063127222546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost-nuggets-41.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 41 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr-qDBMq0-0/Tt5DIZe7w8I/AAAAAAAADBQ/_4WkLWkIZdo/s72-c/Georgie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6048216814919634693</id><published>2011-12-02T14:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-12-02T15:27:18.929Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippe Thieyre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>"Les Années Psychedeliques" Philippe Thieyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ_zjh2g_eA/Ttjm13zYiaI/AAAAAAAADBE/4eMDDEx1c-4/s1600/Les-annees-psychedeliques_lightbox_zoom%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681544743114803618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ_zjh2g_eA/Ttjm13zYiaI/AAAAAAAADBE/4eMDDEx1c-4/s400/Les-annees-psychedeliques_lightbox_zoom%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Com o selo da Desinge &amp;amp; Hugo &amp;amp; Cª, está nas bancas "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Annees Psychedeliques&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", o novo opus do jornalista, crítico e historiador francês &lt;strong&gt;Philippe Thieyre&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desta vez, em lugar de se deter exclusivamente sobre as bandas, ou os designers, o autor procura lançar as bases para a discussão do fenómeno social que esteve na origem e desenvolveu o psicadelismo 60s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nada que se assemelhe à invenção da roda, mas qualquer achega sobre o tema é bem vinda, sobretudo quando o "apport" nos chega de alguém que sabe do que fala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6048216814919634693?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6048216814919634693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6048216814919634693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/12/les-annees-psychedeliques-philippe.html' title='&quot;Les Années Psychedeliques&quot; Philippe Thieyre'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ_zjh2g_eA/Ttjm13zYiaI/AAAAAAAADBE/4eMDDEx1c-4/s72-c/Les-annees-psychedeliques_lightbox_zoom%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8648011308068236386</id><published>2011-11-27T09:40:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:06:10.794Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speed the Plough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelies'/><title type='text'>Speed the Plough "Shine"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTrB9GmWJeg/TtIGaLu6EGI/AAAAAAAADA4/JVi2ojggF6M/s1600/SPEED-THE-PLOUGH-Shine%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679609126963515490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTrB9GmWJeg/TtIGaLu6EGI/AAAAAAAADA4/JVi2ojggF6M/s400/SPEED-THE-PLOUGH-Shine%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;2011 tem sido um ano simpático para a “família” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;Feelies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt; “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, o seu melhor álbum desde “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy Rhythms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;”, saiu no final da primavera ( teimosamente, permanece na biblioteca do meu MP4 ), e os concertos de suporte têm sido reportados como belas e agradáveis surpresas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Agora, através de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, na aurora deste Outono verdadeiramente outonal, os&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Speed the Plough (uma das várias side-bands da família) regressam como se nunca se tivessem ausentado. Ao sexto álbum, este projecto “velho” de 20 anos, permanece tão simples, harmonioso e vital como no primeiro dia. Quem conhece registos como “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wonder Wheel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;”, “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mason’s Box&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;” ou “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;”, sabe o que tem a fazer. Quem não tem ou teve ainda esse privilégio, a sugestão é: corram a escutar “Shine”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679609039272341410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mJQIAGQZO-M/TtIGVFDs76I/AAAAAAAADAs/3PzysglQHg8/s400/Speed%2Bthe%2BPlough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Construído em torno de 4 temas pivot: o belíssimo “Inbetween dreams” (num mundo justo uma pérola com este brilho devia passar na rádio dia e noite), “(Love is) The Best revenge” (um título recuperado do EP de 2000 dos Sunsburst, uma outra e efémera side-band), “Lucky you” e o melancólico&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Who knew the world”, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” integra todos os ingredientes que historicamente cativam no circulo Feelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Inteligência, subtileza, inovação, cumplicidade …, tudo aquilo a que este colectivo flutuante, mais ou menos liderado por John Braumgartner, nos habituou ao longo de duas décadas. E nem falta a inevitável “cover song”; na circunstância “Pour man”, um original de Lee Hazelwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“The whole thing is greater than the sum of its parts” lê-se algures no booklet do cd. Não poderia estar mais de acordo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8648011308068236386?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8648011308068236386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8648011308068236386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/speed-plough-shine.html' title='Speed the Plough &quot;Shine&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTrB9GmWJeg/TtIGaLu6EGI/AAAAAAAADA4/JVi2ojggF6M/s72-c/SPEED-THE-PLOUGH-Shine%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-9157700890701030810</id><published>2011-11-22T11:53:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:08:12.960Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quicksilver Messenger Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Cipollina'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 6 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JrrjwULTgBs/TsuNrJGl_vI/AAAAAAAADAg/YvdtSfkjfRs/s1600/John%2BCipollina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677787527548108530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JrrjwULTgBs/TsuNrJGl_vI/AAAAAAAADAg/YvdtSfkjfRs/s400/John%2BCipollina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqVVnExlX9c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Cipollina&lt;/strong&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/1813808582302307010-9157700890701030810?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/9157700890701030810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/9157700890701030810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/heroes-are-hard-to-find-6.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 6 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JrrjwULTgBs/TsuNrJGl_vI/AAAAAAAADAg/YvdtSfkjfRs/s72-c/John%2BCipollina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-1718935248519909539</id><published>2011-11-17T11:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:48:09.793Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Thompson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><title type='text'>Jardins do Paraíso XXIX ( Chris Thompson )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi5LWwbYh5E/TsPjN4U9vDI/AAAAAAAADAU/HOTH62y4xyg/s1600/Chris%2BThompson%2BLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629783015078962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi5LWwbYh5E/TsPjN4U9vDI/AAAAAAAADAU/HOTH62y4xyg/s400/Chris%2BThompson%2BLP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A história deste disco conta-se em meia dúzia de linhas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Most copies were reputedly destroyed by distributor, Transatlantic Records with only 101 copies surviving. The album was recorded between 1971 and 1973 with Keshav Sathe and Clem Alford from Magic Carpet, and Ed Deane from The Woods Band. Also&lt;br /&gt;included are Brian Dunning and The Kings of Rhythm. Although having a publication date of 1973, the release was delayed by what a January 1974 press&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;release described thus, ‘the Chris Thompson LP which Village Thing advertised as a November release has yet to reach the shops due to advanced bungling at the pressing stage. Having got through that, it is now of course affected by 3-Day working, vinyl shortage etc and thus may be at least another month or two delayed”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Mark Jones &lt;/b&gt;em “&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Great British Record Labels: Volume 2, The Saydisc &amp;amp; Village Thing&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;Discography&lt;/b&gt;”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Thompson, natural de Hamilton na Nova Zelândia, chegou à Europa enquanto membro da banda de Julie Felix. Irlanda, Londres, Belgica, sul de França ( Festival de Avignon ) foram locais de passagem &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onde tocou e socializou com Dave Graham, Bert Jansch, Wizz Jones, John Renbourn, Ian Anderson e Derroll Adams entre outros. Natural que tenha escrito as suas próprias canções. Natural também que as tenha gravado. O que já não foi nada natural foi o que, de acordo com a lenda ( mais ou menos suportada em provas verbais ), se passou com a prensagem do álbum “&lt;strong&gt;Chris Thompson&lt;/strong&gt;”. Dos 1000 exemplares fabricados, apenas 101 foram colocados nas lojas. Os restantes, “terão” sido despejados num canal junto com paletes de entulho…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é fácil de imaginar as cópias ainda em circulação mudam hoje de mãos por preços estratosféricos. A mais recente emergiu no passado &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Setembro: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uma “lovely copy” ( eufemismo muito próprio do meio para caracterizar um disco bastante usado ) foi transaccionada por 198 Libras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629678910634626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uhpvY-t_BD8/TsPjH0gh-oI/AAAAAAAADAI/DQIQJgxM2F0/s400/Chris%2BThompson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Apesar de curto, apenas 8 temas, “&lt;strong&gt;Chris Thompson&lt;/strong&gt;” configura um magnífico álbum. Escutado, finalmente, deixa perceber a relação com Dave Graham e os dois mentores dos Pentangle. O finger-picking é soberbo, as canções elegantes e a voz contida mas calorosa. Um perfeito disco de folk-rock, aqui e ali matizado pelo psicadelismo da época, cortesia da sitar de Clem Alford e tablas de Keshav Sathe ( ambos Magic Carpet ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Song of Wandering Aengus”, melodia sobre um poema de W.B. Yeats e “River Song” , um original de Thompson inspirado na “The Waste Land” de T. S. Eliot, são dois pilares incontornáveis de uma obra que recebeu finalmente a reedição merecida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além dos 8 temas originais, são acrescentados mais 6 outtakes e um segundo cd que inclui canções gravadas e publicadas por Chris Thompson nos últimos 20 anos. A juntar ao festim, um booklet, com detalhes sobre as canções e um texto &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;assinado, sensitivamente, pelo próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhor era quase impossível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-1718935248519909539?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1718935248519909539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1718935248519909539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/jardins-do-paraiso-xxix-chris-thompson.html' title='Jardins do Paraíso XXIX ( Chris Thompson )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zi5LWwbYh5E/TsPjN4U9vDI/AAAAAAAADAU/HOTH62y4xyg/s72-c/Chris%2BThompson%2BLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8272424460746422476</id><published>2011-11-13T13:40:00.014Z</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:55:51.382Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 23 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GI9_5v4oKvA/Tr_TJ8PYV5I/AAAAAAAAC_8/339lumRaSGA/s1600/Terrascopaedia1%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674486223253034898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GI9_5v4oKvA/Tr_TJ8PYV5I/AAAAAAAAC_8/339lumRaSGA/s400/Terrascopaedia1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o Atalho não existem nem nunca existirão vacas sagradas. Mas há detalhes, momentos, espaços, que o são de facto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante anos, a fanzine Ptolemaic Terrascope foi a minha mais fiel companhia, quando à minha volta, todos ou quase todos, só tinham olhos e ouvidos para as tabelas de vendas e respectivos suspeitos do costume, cujo nomes o pudor e o respeito pelos leitores me impede de mencionar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num oceano de poluição sonora e/ou visual, a fanzine idealizada e publicada por Phil McMullen era um oásis de inteligência, bom gosto, cultura, de respeito pela música e pelos músicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tal como o "video killed the radio star", a net matou as publicações em papel e as "torres" da Terrascope transferiram-se para o espaço virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bichinho continua lá ( o papel, o toque, o design, o cheiro da tinta ), como de resto sempre esteve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o auxilio de uma impressora centenária, Phil McMullen acaba de produzir uma edição manual e absolutamente limitada do primeiro número da "The Terrascopedia, An Illustrated Compendium", uma pequena brochura que reproduz algumas das mais marcantes "reviews" surgidas no espaço virtual. Em concreto, falamos de Bardo Pond, Fern Night, Tangle Edge, Oneida ou Arbouretum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamem-lhe loucura, anacronismo, revisionismo, "whatever" ... A memória e o saber também são feitos destes pequenos actos de amor. E, que eu saiba, sem artefactos, não existiriam museus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674486135206694994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ook0d74nl7o/Tr_TE0Pf0FI/AAAAAAAAC_w/RQ8g-azLmCI/s400/Terrascopedia%2Bobg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8272424460746422476?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8272424460746422476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8272424460746422476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/artefactos-23.html' title='Artefactos ( 23 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GI9_5v4oKvA/Tr_TJ8PYV5I/AAAAAAAAC_8/339lumRaSGA/s72-c/Terrascopaedia1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-595546766256501069</id><published>2011-11-10T10:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:16:24.053Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 40 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RD33nJjmAtk/TrkXLCSXKLI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/4ewrcAQWTQ8/s1600/Hank%2BDogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672590684009736370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RD33nJjmAtk/TrkXLCSXKLI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/4ewrcAQWTQ8/s400/Hank%2BDogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hank Dogs "Bareback" (Hannibal Records 1413) CD UK 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Lucky break"&lt;br /&gt;- "18 Dogs"&lt;br /&gt;- "Let go"&lt;br /&gt;- "Bareback"&lt;br /&gt;- "I'm an angel"&lt;br /&gt;- "Daddy's arms"&lt;br /&gt;- "Quality time"&lt;br /&gt;- "One from the heart"&lt;br /&gt;- "Through Messages"&lt;br /&gt;- "Re-Union"&lt;br /&gt;- "Sun explodes"&lt;br /&gt;- "The sea"&lt;br /&gt;- "Free spirit"&lt;br /&gt;- "Way of the soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hank Dogs&lt;/strong&gt;: Piano (voz e guitarra), Lilly (voz e bateria ) e Andy (voz, guitarra, baixo e bateria ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Joe Boyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: design de Martin; fotos de Steve Pace e Ank Anubis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-595546766256501069?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/595546766256501069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/595546766256501069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/lost-nuggets-40.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 40 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RD33nJjmAtk/TrkXLCSXKLI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/4ewrcAQWTQ8/s72-c/Hank%2BDogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4435492645632823730</id><published>2011-11-07T11:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-07T11:58:23.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Tim Buckley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCg6qZ8wrRs/TrZNQlMYuAI/AAAAAAAAC_M/ruP3d3wV5IQ/s1600/Tim%2BBuckley%2BSefronia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671805727977027586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCg6qZ8wrRs/TrZNQlMYuAI/AAAAAAAAC_M/ruP3d3wV5IQ/s400/Tim%2BBuckley%2BSefronia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim Buckley é porventura uma das razões pelas quais o Atalho existe. "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starsailor, The Anthology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( as compilações são sempre discutíveis, esta dentro do formato, é equilibrada o suficiente ) reune num lugar único alguns dos seus momentos mais inspirados. Essencial portanto. Sobretudo para quem tem pouco tempo ou disponibilidade para procurar os álbuns originais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4435492645632823730?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4435492645632823730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4435492645632823730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/tim-buckley.html' title='Tim Buckley'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCg6qZ8wrRs/TrZNQlMYuAI/AAAAAAAAC_M/ruP3d3wV5IQ/s72-c/Tim%2BBuckley%2BSefronia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7127679261482530923</id><published>2011-11-02T11:27:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:10:43.765Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beneath the Oak'/><title type='text'>Beneath the Oak "Utopian Folk"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPDagS1Y9Ag/TrEqNOaf78I/AAAAAAAAC-o/zm9ZWv1HvQU/s1600/Beneath%2Bthe%2BOak.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670359812532072386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPDagS1Y9Ag/TrEqNOaf78I/AAAAAAAAC-o/zm9ZWv1HvQU/s400/Beneath%2Bthe%2BOak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O período de ouro do “acid-folk” inglês – 1967/1971 – continua a influenciar ( diria cada vez mais ) novas gerações de músicos, grande parte deles não eram sequer nascidos à época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Oriundos de Leeds, os Beneath the Oak têm em “Utopian Folk” o seu opus de estreia. Paul Wale ( voz, mandolim e guitarra acústica ) lidera e Miranda Higgs acrescenta uma muito interessante voz pastoral. Relativamente a este registo, o mínimo que se poderá dizer é que o trabalho de casa foi aturado, sendo que os ecos da Incredible String Band, Pentangle ou dos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trees são mais do que óbvios, um facto que para o Atalho funciona como um simpático cartão de visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As canções, não sendo absolutamente brilhantes,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;são de fino recorte. As vocalizações e respectivas harmonias condizem e a atmosfera que predomina em “Utopian Folk” é naturalmente serena, bucólica, matizada pelas tonalidades “acid-folk late 60s, apresentando aqui e ali inflexões em direcção ao folk progressivo que os Spriguns de Mandy Morton, Stone Angel ou Caedmon nos deixaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tudo somado, “Utopian Folk” é um muito interessante “patchwork” sonoro que nos conforta neste Novembro chuvoso e simultaneamente nos deixa com um pé no passado e outro no presente. Indecisos …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7127679261482530923?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7127679261482530923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7127679261482530923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/11/beneath-oak-utopian-folk.html' title='Beneath the Oak &quot;Utopian Folk&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bPDagS1Y9Ag/TrEqNOaf78I/AAAAAAAAC-o/zm9ZWv1HvQU/s72-c/Beneath%2Bthe%2BOak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5101547088758009355</id><published>2011-10-29T15:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T15:15:55.618+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paisley Underground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 22 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJLNnsR2PIs/TqpzDOLxikI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/tXHvdirWvAQ/s1600/nuggets_33%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668469580183472706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJLNnsR2PIs/TqpzDOLxikI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/tXHvdirWvAQ/s400/nuggets_33%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inspirada na lengendária compilação "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nuggets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" que a Elektra Records encomendou a Lenny Kaye e publicou no inicio dos anos 70, em 2005 surgiu "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children of Nuggets, Original Artyfacts from the Second Psychedelic Era 1976-1996".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O sticker colocado na caixa refere: "Not your parents' Garage Box!" &amp;amp; "The missing link between the first garage rockers and the current garage rock revival". Argumentário de venda que vale o que vale, embora de facto não ande muito longe da verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ao longo de quatro Cds, compilados e realizados por Alec Palao e Gary Stewart são recordadas as bandas que realmente importaram no período em análise. Do Power Pop ao Shoegaze, do Paisley Underground ao revivalismo australiano, da garagem ao psicadelismo mais ou menos ortodoxo, tudo se pode encontrar nesta magnifico artefacto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O enumerar das bandas aqui presentes seria fastidioso, pelo que o Atalho opta apenas por deixar a referência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nova ou usada, com um pouco de sorte e paciência, ainda é possível encontrar esta edição a preços aceitáveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668469488219204050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G1PWIk7cOs/Tqpy93lyKdI/AAAAAAAAC-E/OasXKckKVvs/s400/nuggets_3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5101547088758009355?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5101547088758009355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5101547088758009355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/artefactos-22.html' title='Artefactos ( 22 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NJLNnsR2PIs/TqpzDOLxikI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/tXHvdirWvAQ/s72-c/nuggets_33%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6766489186121531393</id><published>2011-10-25T11:57:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T12:27:15.825+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glenn Jones'/><title type='text'>Glenn Jones "The Wanting"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LmGR0eYcaU/TqaXCjOrRUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/dGdZQ0bBTNQ/s1600/Glenn%2BJones%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667383251164677442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LmGR0eYcaU/TqaXCjOrRUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/dGdZQ0bBTNQ/s400/Glenn%2BJones%2Bcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Há um par de anos, guiado pelo instinto, decidi assistir a um concerto de &lt;strong&gt;Glenn Jones&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A muito custo, serpenteando por entre dezenas de sombras penduradas em copos de cerveja, lá consegui atingir o “aquário” da Zé dos Bois. Chamou-me a atenção um indivíduo, o único que não tagarelava, que metódica e geometricamente ia colocando cadeiras diante do palco. Quando terminou esta operação, mandou sentar toda a gente, subiu ao palco e começou a tocar. Foi um dos concertos mais simples e brilhantes a que assisti até hoje.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tal como John Fahey e Robbie Basho no passado,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ou Jack Rose e James Blackshaw no presente, Glenn Jones não é um músico de massas, antes o que habitualmente se designa por “musician’s musician”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Depois de durante anos ter liderado o projecto “avant-psych” &lt;strong&gt;Cul de Sac&lt;/strong&gt;, Jones concentrou-se na guitarra acústica e no banjo, optando por seguir o rasto dos “american primitives”; um movimento que nasceu há décadas em redor da editora Takoma Records ( propriedade de John Fahey ) e que para além deste incluía entre outros nomes como Basho, Peter Walker, Leo Kottke ou Peter Lang.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667383168414087202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwFazQ33s50/TqaW9u9ZeCI/AAAAAAAAC9U/3mcAvlbtaIg/s400/glenn_jones%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wanting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, o novo registo de Glenn Jones segue o trilho dos anteriores, revelando-se um magnífico patchwork acústico, onde a aparentemente simples construção musical dos temas e melodias tem por trás uma complicadíssima teia estrutural que a cada momento nos hipnotiza e simultaneamente encanta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Não é fácil encontrar palavras para descrever a genialidade contida no tema de abertura “A Snapshot of Mom, Scotland, 1957”, da mesma forma que descrever a sensação de movimento harmonioso que “The Great Pacific Northwest” sugere, também está longe de o ser. “Of its own kind” é outro tema que nasce introspectivo, lento, e vai ganhando um ritmo percussivo à medida que cresce. De tal forma encantatório &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;que os seus 7m e 24s de vida passam num ápice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E por entre estruturas cuidadosamente inventadas e melhor executadas, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wanting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” vai crescendo, crescendo, até atingir o clímax com o absolutamente extraordinário “The Orca Grande Cement Factory at Victorville”, 17m e 47s cósmicos onde a por vezes frenética guitarra acústica de Jones, galopa por cima dos obstáculos que a bateria de Chris Corsano vai ocasionalmente deixando no percurso, armadilhando-o.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Apesar da interminável crise e claustrofobia social em que o mundo ocidental&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;se encontra mergulhado ( ou talvez por causa delas ) a produção de 2011 tem sido excepcional. “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wanting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é apenas mais um capítulo e a prova disso mesmo. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6766489186121531393?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6766489186121531393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6766489186121531393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/glenn-jones-wanting.html' title='Glenn Jones &quot;The Wanting&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LmGR0eYcaU/TqaXCjOrRUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/dGdZQ0bBTNQ/s72-c/Glenn%2BJones%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-1165464953919406562</id><published>2011-10-21T10:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:20:47.996+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 39 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M28y2Sj2L4M/TqBMLP5NFOI/AAAAAAAAC9I/hjAlynJ0c8M/s1600/gypsy_in_the_garden_c%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665612087360820450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M28y2Sj2L4M/TqBMLP5NFOI/AAAAAAAAC9I/hjAlynJ0c8M/s400/gypsy_in_the_garden_c%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gypsy "In the Garden" ( Metromedia KDM 1044 ) USA 1971&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Around you"&lt;br /&gt;- "Reach out your hand"&lt;br /&gt;- "As far as you can see, as much as you can feel"&lt;br /&gt;- "Here (In the Garden) Part I"&lt;br /&gt;- "Here (In the Garden) Part II"&lt;br /&gt;- "Blind man"&lt;br /&gt;- "Time will make it better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gypsy&lt;/strong&gt;: James Walsh ( voz e teclas ), James C. Johnson ( voz e guitarras ), Enrico Rosenbaum ( canções, voz e guitarras ), William Lordan ( bateria ), Willie Weeks ( baixo ) e Joe Lala ( congas ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Clark Burroughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: design de Lester Bellin Associates&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/1813808582302307010-1165464953919406562?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1165464953919406562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1165464953919406562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/lost-nuggets-39.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 39 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M28y2Sj2L4M/TqBMLP5NFOI/AAAAAAAAC9I/hjAlynJ0c8M/s72-c/gypsy_in_the_garden_c%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7431714750098815643</id><published>2011-10-17T09:57:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:30:16.377+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lanterns on the Lake'/><title type='text'>Lanterns on the Lake "Gracious Tide, Take me Home"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNfX3UDKDzA/TpvwUrxOiXI/AAAAAAAAC8w/E4-niqU2q90/s1600/Lanterns%2Bof%2Blove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664385194485778802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNfX3UDKDzA/TpvwUrxOiXI/AAAAAAAAC8w/E4-niqU2q90/s400/Lanterns%2Bof%2Blove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Existem momentos na vida onde, quando o lado obscuro da lua parece não ter fim,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;uma palavra amiga, um pequeno gesto de solidariedade, uma simples canção, podem significar a redenção.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracious tide, take me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é, depois de vários EPs, o cd estreia dos &lt;strong&gt;Lanterns on the Lake&lt;/strong&gt;, um sexteto de Newcastle que mescla as mais recônditas raízes do folk inglês, com os grandes espaços que só um ecrã cinemascope pode proporcionar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Confuso? Imaginem a sinceridade e transparência do canto inglês - tradicional ou não - ( &lt;strong&gt;June Tabor&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Cocteau Twins&lt;/strong&gt;, são duas referências óbvias ), as melodias em tom sépia de &lt;strong&gt;Mazzy Star&lt;/strong&gt;, acrescentem-lhe o amplo paradigma &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;instrumental &lt;strong&gt;Sigur Ros&lt;/strong&gt; e estão quase lá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664385077940817650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HKysaKGPDM/TpvwN5mvjvI/AAAAAAAAC8k/nT2y-Jwjusw/s400/Lanterns_Photo_04_-_web-495x0%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nem a propósito, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8zL7kGNs"&gt;“You’re almost there” &lt;/a&gt;é seguramente uma das preciosidades do ano e “Keep on trying” o protótipo da canção feita solidariedade e esperança, sons e emoções que conquistam pela cumplicidade/proximidade, valores que aqui como no dia a dia são bem mais importantes que a inovação ou o brilhantismo, por muito necessários e desejáveis que possam ser.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;A voz e a melancolia dos textos de Hazel ( hello &lt;strong&gt;Hope Sandoval&lt;/strong&gt; ) atravessam todo o conjunto das 12 canções ( nem sempre homogéneas há que reconhecer ), que nos remetem para paisagens naturais e/ou espirituais de uma grande beleza sensorial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;Confiram-se por exemplo “Ships in the rain”, “Blanket of leaves” ou “I love you, sleepyhead”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracious tide, take me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é um disco que nos reconforta no ficar mas que em simultâneo nos impele a partir, nesse sempre complicado embora delicioso puzzle que são os conflitos de emoções. Priceless!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7431714750098815643?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7431714750098815643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7431714750098815643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/lanterns-on-lake-gracious-tide-take-me.html' title='Lanterns on the Lake &quot;Gracious Tide, Take me Home&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNfX3UDKDzA/TpvwUrxOiXI/AAAAAAAAC8w/E4-niqU2q90/s72-c/Lanterns%2Bof%2Blove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-707690117584588988</id><published>2011-10-11T13:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:39:18.896+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The A-Lords'/><title type='text'>The A-Lords "Who's afear'd"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7APq-B4nBI/TpMsPa69lJI/AAAAAAAAC8c/eop8O1Nk4Qg/s1600/The_A_Lords_LP%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661917799971132562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7APq-B4nBI/TpMsPa69lJI/AAAAAAAAC8c/eop8O1Nk4Qg/s400/The_A_Lords_LP%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Aqueles que fazem das actividades pedestres uma paixão sabem que nada é comparável ao som ou ao silêncio da natureza. Sempre bela, pode ser mais ou menos difícil de ultrapassar, mas por paradoxal que possa parecer, existe no cansaço físico&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;do final de um longo dia de caminhada um enorme sentimento de felicidade por haver partilhado locais e &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;momentos verdadeiramente únicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em Dorset / Devonshire, os &lt;strong&gt;The A-Lords&lt;/strong&gt; criaram uma espécie de liturgia onde a natureza e a música ( grande parte dela improvisada ) comunicam entre si, como se fizessem parte de um único corpo, indivisível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Maioritariamente instrumental “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who’s afear’d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é constituído por um conjunto de peças musicais ( executadas por órgãos de igreja, balalaikas, pianos de brincar, dulcimer, guitarra acústica, clarinete, órgão, etc ) nas quais podem coabitar sem o mínimo sobressalto, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as músicas folk/erudita ( de câmara ), o canto dos pássaros, o borbulhar da água de um riacho, o som irrequieto de uma pequena cascata ou o silvar cavo do vento ao atravessar a charneca.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661917680450186594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VueWLMiqPjE/TpMsIdq8rWI/AAAAAAAAC8U/ALmCU6qeidU/s400/l%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Introspectivo, quase místico, este álbum da dupla Michael Tanner / Nicholas Palmer, poderá não ser dirigido a toda a gente mas representará seguramente uma experiência recompensadora para todos os que o ousarem procurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nota: A edição vinil da Rif Mountain é limitada a 300 exemplares e inclui um cdr com todos os temas do álbum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-707690117584588988?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/707690117584588988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/707690117584588988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/a-lords-whos-afeard.html' title='The A-Lords &quot;Who&apos;s afear&apos;d&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W7APq-B4nBI/TpMsPa69lJI/AAAAAAAAC8c/eop8O1Nk4Qg/s72-c/The_A_Lords_LP%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4556899505729429168</id><published>2011-10-08T18:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T19:17:20.013+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 38 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAODB3DR8js/TpCPJsIUvgI/AAAAAAAAC8M/oCl4acgknqI/s1600/mesatisfied%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661182128232381954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAODB3DR8js/TpCPJsIUvgI/AAAAAAAAC8M/oCl4acgknqI/s400/mesatisfied%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Earth "Satisfied" ( Mercury SR 61270 ) 1970 USA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Satisfied" (M. Carson )&lt;br /&gt;- "Groovy way" (S. Taylor)&lt;br /&gt;- "Get out of here" (B. Charles)&lt;br /&gt;- "Ruler of my heart" (N. Levell)&lt;br /&gt;- "Andy's song" (T. Nelson)&lt;br /&gt;- "Take me in your arms, Rock me a little while" (Holland/Dozier/Holland)&lt;br /&gt;- "You won't be passing here no more" (J. Thomas)&lt;br /&gt;- "This feeling" (Scotty Miller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Earth&lt;/strong&gt;: Tracey Nelson ( voz e piano ), Andy McMahon ( orgão ), John Andrews, Bob Cardwell e James Day ( guitarra ), Ben Keith ( dobro ), David Zettner ( baixo ), Karl Himmel ( bateria ), com John Gimbel e Sammy Dodge ( violino ) e Farrell Morris ( percussão ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Travis Rivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: fotos de Marshall Fallwell, design de Richard Germinaro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4556899505729429168?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4556899505729429168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4556899505729429168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/lost-nuggets-38.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 38 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAODB3DR8js/TpCPJsIUvgI/AAAAAAAAC8M/oCl4acgknqI/s72-c/mesatisfied%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6437906636991350924</id><published>2011-10-03T16:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:13:38.395+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Big Eyes Family Players'/><title type='text'>The Big Eyes Family Players "Family favourites"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iN3WfuhOGLo/TodEmUq0WRI/AAAAAAAAC8E/x2NRkoTVsRA/s1600/bigeyesweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658566881988335890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iN3WfuhOGLo/TodEmUq0WRI/AAAAAAAAC8E/x2NRkoTVsRA/s400/bigeyesweb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O design e iconografia que faziam as capas dos velhos vinis diziam-me muito sobre a música que envelopavam ( isto apesar de muitos designers afirmarem que na maior parte dos casos criavam as capas ouvindo pouco ou nada da música ). São inúmeros os discos que escutei baseado naquela asserção. Uma crença/treino que ficou e que ainda hoje funciona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family favourites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” por exemplo. Uma observação atenta à capa &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( um quadro familiar de autor desconhecido, de acordo com a informação da contracapa ), deixa perceber que a música tem de ser serena, atenta, familiar, algo intimista … A não ser assim a contradição seria evidente.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E de facto, a música de &lt;strong&gt;The Big Eyes Family Plays&lt;/strong&gt;, escrita ao longo dos anos por James Green para a banda de Shefffield, é feita de serenidade, tempo, bucolismo e alguma nostalgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658566796346713874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBNotF5i7Ls/TodEhVoQ5xI/AAAAAAAAC78/N2k-T4K8-lk/s400/Big%2Beyes%2Bfamily%2Bband.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Predominantemente acústico, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family favourites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é uma colectânea de temas já conhecidos, devidamente rearranjados para o efeito. E, desde a melancolia balcânica de “Amateur dramatics” ou “The Chattering Lady”, à nostálgica sofisticação de “The Boo Girl”, ao ruralismo de “Jack”, até ao intimismo antigo de “Otto” ( aquele violino fica a pairar no ar durante horas ), todo o lado A do vinil é um triunfo do talento e simplicidade discursivos sobre as “over productions” hoje e sempre tão valorizadas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O lado B alinha pela mesma bitola. “Fast loose and Lovely” destaca-se naturalmente e, talvez não por acaso, recordou-me os &lt;strong&gt;Saint Joan&lt;/strong&gt; desse maravilhoso e negligenciado álbum que se chama “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Wrecker’s Lantern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( 2007 ). “For Gorecki” é por seu lado uma tapeçaria de subtileza instrumental que nos leva pela mão até “Lewis”, a etapa final onde uma vez mais o violino ( Katherine Jackson, Ellie Maxwell ) permanece em suspenso muito tempo depois de o tema terminar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family favourites&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é porventura mais daqueles discos que HOJE ninguém vai ouvir. Não obstante, e para memória futura, o registo do Atalho fica feito. O tempo encarregar-se-á do necessário esclarecimento. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/1813808582302307010-6437906636991350924?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6437906636991350924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6437906636991350924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-eyes-family-players-family.html' title='The Big Eyes Family Players &quot;Family favourites&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iN3WfuhOGLo/TodEmUq0WRI/AAAAAAAAC8E/x2NRkoTVsRA/s72-c/bigeyesweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4881808437986133316</id><published>2011-09-30T08:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:11:06.522+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gene Clark'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 5 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDVGiz5ZBg/ToVtRKphrNI/AAAAAAAAC70/XBpNYiLckSk/s1600/Gene%2BClark%2B3%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658048648544627922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDVGiz5ZBg/ToVtRKphrNI/AAAAAAAAC70/XBpNYiLckSk/s400/Gene%2BClark%2B3%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TEUefrl3N6Y"&gt;Gene Clark &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/1813808582302307010-4881808437986133316?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4881808437986133316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4881808437986133316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/heroes-are-hard-to-find-5.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 5 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gaDVGiz5ZBg/ToVtRKphrNI/AAAAAAAAC70/XBpNYiLckSk/s72-c/Gene%2BClark%2B3%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6651818116546314824</id><published>2011-09-26T10:52:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:26:01.962+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nico'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 21 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vutd4Hi9NLk/ToBOUQpFciI/AAAAAAAAC7s/dsIQ8_tuz70/s1600/Nico%2Bcapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656607241948983842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vutd4Hi9NLk/ToBOUQpFciI/AAAAAAAAC7s/dsIQ8_tuz70/s400/Nico%2Bcapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93qrSmxxl3c/ToBOQB_G9AI/AAAAAAAAC7k/G1HcB_Yzb1E/s1600/Nico%2Blabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656607169295348738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93qrSmxxl3c/ToBOQB_G9AI/AAAAAAAAC7k/G1HcB_Yzb1E/s400/Nico%2Blabel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WS_Hv48RSc/ToBOLsWqaaI/AAAAAAAAC7c/6nvJL1cBLLA/s1600/Nico%2Bcontracapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656607094769084834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WS_Hv48RSc/ToBOLsWqaaI/AAAAAAAAC7c/6nvJL1cBLLA/s400/Nico%2Bcontracapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Datado de 1980, o EP "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four Songs, Recorded Live at CBGB, March 8, 1979&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" é uma das edições mais raras de &lt;strong&gt;Nico&lt;/strong&gt; e constituiu a primeira incursão discográfica da fanzine What Goes On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em três dos temas ( "Abschied", "Janitor of Lunacy" e "No one is there" ) Nico canta acompanhada pelo seu lendário harmonium. No quarto ( "All tomorrow's parties" ) teve a ajuda da guitarra acústica do ex-Ash Ra Tempel, Lutz Ulbrich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma preciosidade cuja edição foi limitada a 1000 exemplares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6651818116546314824?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6651818116546314824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6651818116546314824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/artefactos-21.html' title='Artefactos ( 21 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vutd4Hi9NLk/ToBOUQpFciI/AAAAAAAAC7s/dsIQ8_tuz70/s72-c/Nico%2Bcapa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-882447936308739400</id><published>2011-09-20T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T10:30:23.267+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brian Eno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Winged Victory for the Sullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stars of the Lid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krautrock'/><title type='text'>A Winged Victory for the Sullen "S/t"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBJsbXTGgfI/TndndLt6hEI/AAAAAAAAC7U/zIIk_R4k3JE/s1600/header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654101608246182978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBJsbXTGgfI/TndndLt6hEI/AAAAAAAAC7U/zIIk_R4k3JE/s400/header.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A chamada “ambient music” funciona como uma espécie de albergue espanhol que serve para tudo acomodar. O que se sente, o que não se sente, e tudo o resto: o que não se sabe muito bem onde guardar. Trate-se da “music for airports” de Brian Eno, da “kosmische musik” germânica, da “lounge music”, da “elevator music”, de algumas das franjas da música de vanguarda …, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O Atalho tem um fraquinho pela música feita de grandes paisagens cósmicas ( “kosmische musik” se quiserem, e apenas para afastar o chavão “ambient” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) e respectivos sucedâneos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onde, salvo melhor opinião, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;os norte-americanos &lt;strong&gt;Stars of the Lid&lt;/strong&gt; se enquadram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em licença sabática dos Stars, Adam Wiltzie reuniu-se com o compositor&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dustin O’Halloran e em conjunto deram corpo ao projecto &lt;strong&gt;A Winged Victory for the Sullen&lt;/strong&gt; ( o nome em si mesmo é já peculiar), cujo CD&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de estreia circula já por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654101495583065074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--MZCPi962Wo/TndnWoA7w_I/AAAAAAAAC7M/0884IZaKwis/s400/A%2BWinged%2Bvictory%2Bfor%2Bthe%2Bsulen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De uma beleza indescritível, embrulhado em delicados mantos de lirismo, o álbum homónimo da dupla Wiltzie/O’Halloran alimenta-nos o espírito, transporta-nos para paisagens inóspitas e a mim, particularmente , convocou-me&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as mais gratas memórias de &lt;strong&gt;Brian Eno&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;Klaus Schulze&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Pink Floyd&lt;/strong&gt; ( período 1968 / 1971 bem entendido), &lt;strong&gt;Windy &amp;amp; Carl&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Hammock&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Eluvium&lt;/strong&gt; e, naturalmente, Stars of the Lid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Constituído por sete peças instrumentais, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Winged Victory for the Sullen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é um daqueles projectos&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;onde é difícil colocar as palavras certas, sendo que cada um “de per si”, de acordo com a respectiva sensibilidade, experiência e/ou memória, o sentirá de outra forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Beleza sensorial” será porventura a mais consensual das imagens que me ocorre neste momento. Quem sabe amanhã ou depois, a emoção despoletada não seria de índole diversa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt; tab-stops: right 425.2pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Não deixem de procurar escutar … Em silêncio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-882447936308739400?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/882447936308739400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/882447936308739400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/winged-victory-for-sullen-st.html' title='A Winged Victory for the Sullen &quot;S/t&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBJsbXTGgfI/TndndLt6hEI/AAAAAAAAC7U/zIIk_R4k3JE/s72-c/header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5422493153727108641</id><published>2011-09-16T10:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:56:51.468+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 37 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0G0rH_QrgM/TnB1Exfz22I/AAAAAAAAC6g/lw8AcC5Q088/s1600/Jimmie%2BSpheeris%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652146257216658274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0G0rH_QrgM/TnB1Exfz22I/AAAAAAAAC6g/lw8AcC5Q088/s400/Jimmie%2BSpheeris%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimmie Spheeris "Isle of view" ( Columbia C 30988 ) USA 1972&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "The next"&lt;br /&gt;- "For roach"&lt;br /&gt;- "Monte Luna"&lt;br /&gt;- "Seeds of Spring"&lt;br /&gt;- "I am the mercury"&lt;br /&gt;- "Long way down" ( Lee Calvin Nicoli )&lt;br /&gt;- "Let it flow"&lt;br /&gt;- "Seven virgins"&lt;br /&gt;- "Come back"&lt;br /&gt;- "Esmaria"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jimmie Spheeris&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz, guitarra e piano ), com Geoff Levin ( guitarra ), Davis Campbell ( violino e viola ), Lee Calvin Nicoli ( flauta, baixo e guitarra ), David Harowitz ( piano ), Emil Latimer ( conga ), Buddy Salzman ( bateria ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Arranjos de David Campbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capa: "Monte Luna", foto de David Gahr e design de Ron Coro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5422493153727108641?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5422493153727108641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5422493153727108641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/lost-nuggets-37.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 37 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P0G0rH_QrgM/TnB1Exfz22I/AAAAAAAAC6g/lw8AcC5Q088/s72-c/Jimmie%2BSpheeris%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4054881525957804306</id><published>2011-09-12T11:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T11:53:02.694+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='P.G. Six'/><title type='text'>P. G. Six "Starry mind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DymgdPGXhiI/Tm3iiVPUnSI/AAAAAAAAC6A/ru1DZba-Do8/s1600/pgsix1-500x499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651422186864680226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DymgdPGXhiI/Tm3iiVPUnSI/AAAAAAAAC6A/ru1DZba-Do8/s400/pgsix1-500x499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Comprem, ripem, partilhem … Façam o que for preciso, mas não percam este álbum.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Perdoem a hipérbole e a mais do que provável imprecisão histórica, mas “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starry mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” será um dos melhores discos de guitarras folk-rock, desde que Richard Thompson se mudou de Inglaterra para os EUA ( e não, não me estou a esquecer de Dave Schramm, Matt Valentine ou Ben Chasny ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pat Gubler&lt;/strong&gt; é&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;já um “habitué” aqui pelo Atalho, mas nada do que se escutou antes pode comparar com o extraordinário trabalho de ourives que emana de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starry Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A referência a Thompson não é inócua. Existe aqui um ambiente que remete para o folk inglês / irlandês, facto que conjugado com a evidente presença de uma componente “west-coast”, produz resultados esteticamente brilhantes e de grande efeito.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“January” por exemplo. Trata-se da adaptação de uma canção tradicional irlandesa. O intro da guitarra sugere o Richard Thompson de “A sailor’s life” ( Fairport Convention “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unhalfbricking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ) e estaria tudo dito, não fora ainda um intenso e quase antológico diálogo entre as guitarras de Pat Gubler e Bob Bannister . “Letter” é puro psicadelismo “west-coast” inicio dos 70’s esplanado ao longo de 5 deliciosos minutos. A bateria avança em modo jam session, logo seguida pelas 3 guitarras ( Tara Key é convidada neste tema ), enquanto lá atrás o baixo de Debby Schwartz sustenta tudo o que há para sustentar. Não terá sido certamente por acaso que este título me fez lembrar “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could only remember my name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” de David Crosby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651422109619270322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPSsHr0nGt8/Tm3id1elMrI/AAAAAAAAC54/DDU1xnK0ARk/s400/PG-Six.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Days hang heavy” regressa à beleza acústica da balada de inspiração tradicional e abre espaço para “Palace”, o verdadeiro “tour de force” do cd. O break da bateria é convicto, preciso, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e o refrão introdutório ( que traz à memória “Lawyers, Guns and Money” de Warren Zevon ) indiciam que a coisa só pode melhorar. E de facto só melhora a cada nova audição. Para além disso, o trabalho de filigrana das duas guitarras deve ser sublinhado, pois artesãos deste calibre não abundam por aí. Um jardim suspenso de beleza, sensibilidade e destreza técnica, “Palace” é uma escuta obrigatória.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;"Talk me down” regressa ao paradigma folk-rock com perfume psych, enquanto “Crooked way”, alicerçado num delicioso órgão Hammond, deixa espaço para a deriva preguiçosa&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;das guitarras gémeas. Um tema a dois tempos e que deverá ser espectacular quando amplificado em palco. A terminar , “This song” conforta-nos com mais um precioso conjunto de guitarras solo, pairando sobre uma melodia serena e uma excelente vocalização de Pat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A religião professada pelo Atalho não permite a elaboração das famigeradas listas “dos melhores do ano”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Caso assim não fosse, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starry Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” seria aqui o álbum do ano. Pouco importando o tempo que ainda falta para que este chegue ao fim.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4054881525957804306?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4054881525957804306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4054881525957804306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/p-g-six-starry-mind.html' title='P. G. Six &quot;Starry mind&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DymgdPGXhiI/Tm3iiVPUnSI/AAAAAAAAC6A/ru1DZba-Do8/s72-c/pgsix1-500x499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8389954184777816995</id><published>2011-09-07T11:57:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T12:19:27.216+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Petty'/><title type='text'>Tom Petty &amp; The Heartbreakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 640px; HEIGHT: 390px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Zork5Z63jk?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="390" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Zork5Z63jk?version=3" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueçam U2s, Stones, Pearl Jams... E-Street Band inclusive. Numa perspectiva absolutamente técnica esta é, desde há muitos anos, a melhor definição de uma Rock and Roll Orchestra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8389954184777816995?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8389954184777816995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8389954184777816995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/tom-petty-heartbreakers.html' title='Tom Petty &amp; The Heartbreakers'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6008180008475042593</id><published>2011-09-05T18:23:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T18:58:03.081+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krautrock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wooden Shjips'/><title type='text'>Wooden Shjips "West"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wnh98gSI88/TmUGXtJKecI/AAAAAAAAC5w/FKP3On3fnOw/s1600/wooden-shjips-west%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648928311930943938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wnh98gSI88/TmUGXtJKecI/AAAAAAAAC5w/FKP3On3fnOw/s400/wooden-shjips-west%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode discutir-se o modelo. Inclusive a oportunidade. Nunca a eficácia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o Atalho, os Wooden Shjips&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;são de momento a banda que melhor comunica entre o legado do krautrock germânico e a herança californiana dos 60s, com ou sem a componente psicadélica pelo meio. Um facto patente nos registos áudio e óbvio nas prestações de palco ( para aqueles que como eu já usufruíram desse privilégio ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao terceiro CD, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o colectivo de São Francisco, à equação Neu + La Dusseldorf / Doors + Mad River, decidiu adicionar os desvarios lisérgicos dos 80s, sendo que para tal procurou os serviços do músico/produtor Sonic Boom ex-mentor dos Spacemen 3. “West”, o resultado desta opção, soará porventura mais contemporâneo &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a ouvidos mais jovens e/ou apressados. Outros referirão porventura que&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;terá perdido alguma da espontaneidade&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que fez de “Wooden Shjips”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( 2007 ) um dos registos mais interessantes dos últimos anos. O mérito porém está lá todo – bem entendido. A questão poderá colocar-se na(s) forma(s) escolhida(s) para o expressar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648928169329123586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yO1b3hCxVrc/TmUGPZ6PYQI/AAAAAAAAC5o/xXDKiY3R9Us/s400/wooden%2Bshjips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito isto, e por ser verdade, convirá sublinhar que “West” é constituído por um conjunto de temas muito acima da média. “Black Smoke&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rise” por exemplo, combina na perfeição o ritmo Neu com o paradigma Suicide, sendo que a ligação entre ambos é estabelecida através do inimitável órgão inventado por Ray Manzarek para os Doors. “Crossing” é uma fuga para a frente, em direcção aos Telescopes e aos Loop. E Sonic Boom e os seus Spacemen 3 sempre ali por perto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home” é um monumental &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e riffeiro “killer track” que deveria obrigatoriamente rodar nas rádios “alternativas” deste país , caso estas o fossem de facto. Por seu lado, “Flight” é genericamente o somatório de tudo o que atrás fica dito, mais a &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fortíssima possibilidade dos Shjips terem escutado “The Piper at the Gates of Dawn” antes de entrarem em estúdio. “Rising”, a terminar, poderá muito bem ser o caleidoscópio planante que vai incendiar as audiências nos “encore” que inevitavelmente irão ter lugar por esses palcos fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pena que a tournée dos Wooden Shjips não contemple datas portuguesas. Ou será que ainda &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;é permitida uma ténue &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esperança …? &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/1813808582302307010-6008180008475042593?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6008180008475042593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6008180008475042593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/09/wooden-shjips-west.html' title='Wooden Shjips &quot;West&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wnh98gSI88/TmUGXtJKecI/AAAAAAAAC5w/FKP3On3fnOw/s72-c/wooden-shjips-west%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-9179774407466661460</id><published>2011-08-30T09:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:59:21.357+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 36 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uEm1vxSRNc/TlIVwrQcZaI/AAAAAAAAC5A/dD2xOdTSoR0/s1600/Rab%2BNoakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643597209038251426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uEm1vxSRNc/TlIVwrQcZaI/AAAAAAAAC5A/dD2xOdTSoR0/s400/Rab%2BNoakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rab Noakes "Rab Noakes" ( A &amp;amp; M AMLS 68119 ) UK 1972&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Drunk again"&lt;br /&gt;- "Jugglers"&lt;br /&gt;- "The way you know"&lt;br /&gt;- "Wait a minute"&lt;br /&gt;- "The goodnight loving trail" (Bruce Phillips)&lt;br /&gt;- "One bed, One purse"&lt;br /&gt;- "Just away"&lt;br /&gt;- "Half a mile from nowhere"&lt;br /&gt;- "Patter merchant"&lt;br /&gt;- "Everywhere you look"&lt;br /&gt;- "Hard on you"&lt;br /&gt;- "Travel sickness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rab Noakes&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz e guitarra ), com Sid Cairns, Davie Craig, Robin McKidd, Gerry Rafferty, Joe Egan e Karl F. Himmell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Bob Johnston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Design de Howard Brown e Foto de John Thornton.&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/1813808582302307010-9179774407466661460?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/9179774407466661460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/9179774407466661460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-nuggets-36.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 36 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uEm1vxSRNc/TlIVwrQcZaI/AAAAAAAAC5A/dD2xOdTSoR0/s72-c/Rab%2BNoakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4092404987392306240</id><published>2011-08-22T09:47:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T10:34:20.811+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandy Denny'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 20 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E89ipB0B1_A/TlIeOwlQVUI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/ZogbczJMJ0E/s1600/Sandy%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643606521956816194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E89ipB0B1_A/TlIeOwlQVUI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/ZogbczJMJ0E/s400/Sandy%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovKwpC8TC4Y/TlIeKXYr4zI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Gpg0GVlmDL4/s1600/Sandy%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643606446473732914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovKwpC8TC4Y/TlIeKXYr4zI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Gpg0GVlmDL4/s400/Sandy%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dAeacIkKII/TlIeFrrwB_I/AAAAAAAAC5I/oJy7h-k4D8Q/s1600/Sandy%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643606366023059442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dAeacIkKII/TlIeFrrwB_I/AAAAAAAAC5I/oJy7h-k4D8Q/s400/Sandy%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois do desaparecimento de &lt;strong&gt;Sandy Denny&lt;/strong&gt;, e sobretudo após a morte de &lt;strong&gt;Trevor Lucas&lt;/strong&gt; em Fevereiro de 1989, a família teve necessidade de aguçar o engenho no sentido de assegurar a sobrevivência e a educação de Georgia, a filha de ambos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma das formas foi publicar em cassette fitas de arquivo ( demos e gravações ao vivo ). Uma outra foi apelar à solidariedade de músicos amigos para que cedessem os direitos sobre gravações, por forma a possibilitar a edição de discos com o intuito de angariar fundos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em cima estão reproduzidos três destes artefactos: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandy Denny &amp;amp; Friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( inclui um conjunto de home demos e radio tracks datados de 1966 e 1967 e parte do concerto no Royalty Theatre em Novembro de 1977 ), "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together again, The Attic Years Vol. 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( demos e versões alternativas ) e "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Georgia on our mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( CD da Deep Sea Records, 1997 ) a qual inclui temas e prestações de Dave Cousins, Martin Carthy, Richard Thompson, John Martyn, Fairport Convention, Albion band, Ralph McTell e Robin Williamson entre outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4092404987392306240?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4092404987392306240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4092404987392306240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/artefactos-20.html' title='Artefactos ( 20 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E89ipB0B1_A/TlIeOwlQVUI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/ZogbczJMJ0E/s72-c/Sandy%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2656580582847405469</id><published>2011-08-17T10:17:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:13:14.415+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old Californio'/><title type='text'>Old Californio "Sundrunk Angels"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJoNniVX3OM/TkuIJjdV-QI/AAAAAAAAC44/O0ZPhhEAnpc/s1600/Old%2BCalifornio%2BCD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641752655930194178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJoNniVX3OM/TkuIJjdV-QI/AAAAAAAAC44/O0ZPhhEAnpc/s400/Old%2BCalifornio%2BCD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Imaginem um quadrado. Nos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;quatro vértices encontram-se respectivamente: &lt;strong&gt;The Schramms&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Outlaws&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;HelpYourself &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;Hookfoot&lt;/strong&gt;. No seu interior só podem estar os &lt;strong&gt;Old Californio&lt;/strong&gt;. Get the picture?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oriundos de Pasadena, California, os Old Californio caminham sob a liderança do guitarrista Rich Dembowski e andam por aí há já há alguns anos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;São frequentemente conotados com o velho “country-rock” , embora &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vão muito para além dele. É verdade que soam mais a antigo do que a novo ( seja lá o que for que isto signifique ), mas reduzi-los à dimensão “country” é no mínimo abusivo pois também existem aqui e ali elementos que os aproximam do passado psicadélico ( Byrds por exemplo ) e do folk-rock mais recente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(The Schramms). Pelo meio, encontramos o vintage “soft-rock-Cali” que os britânicos Help Yourself e Hookfoot protagonizaram no inicio da década de 70.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641752562380665106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BnrYWsU1HGs/TkuIEG9ZcRI/AAAAAAAAC4w/nCK7w7dVGgY/s400/Old_Californio_100701_181_072754_std.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Deste excitante “melting pot” nascem canções magnificas, quase jam-sessions, tricotadas por guitarras de excepcional qualidade, por cima das quais pairam as vozes, sempre afectuosas e coloridas como manda a tradição californiana.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sundrunk Angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( o título é sugestivo ), o terceiro álbum, atinge um quase perfeito estado de combinação/maturação dos ingredientes atrás referidos. E é um gosto saborear as guitarras de Dembowski e Woody Aplanalp no luminoso “A cool place in the light”; acompanhar as nuances melódicas e os solos do mesmo Aplanald em “Just a matter of time”; sentir a pulsão psicadélica em “Better Yet” ou recuperar momentos inesquecíveis protagonizados pelos Outlaws nos 70s ( &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;procurem escutar os criminosamente ignorados “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outlaws&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”1975 ou “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurry Sundown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de 1977 ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sundrunk Angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” tem tudo para resultar junto dos ouvidos certos. O problema dos Old Californio vai ser chegar até eles. Insisto, não se deixem intimidar pelo estigma do “country-rock” e serão amplamente recompensados. Palavra do Atalho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-2656580582847405469?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2656580582847405469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2656580582847405469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/old-californio-sundrunk-angels.html' title='Old Californio &quot;Sundrunk Angels&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJoNniVX3OM/TkuIJjdV-QI/AAAAAAAAC44/O0ZPhhEAnpc/s72-c/Old%2BCalifornio%2BCD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6254127662422772254</id><published>2011-08-14T10:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T10:30:09.567+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 35 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_AEN4GBCM4/TkFuttPI9bI/AAAAAAAAC4g/cQXvBN2VCYQ/s1600/Game%2BTheory%2B-%2BLolita%2BNation%2B-%2BFront%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638909939960837554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_AEN4GBCM4/TkFuttPI9bI/AAAAAAAAC4g/cQXvBN2VCYQ/s400/Game%2BTheory%2B-%2BLolita%2BNation%2B-%2BFront%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Game Theory "Lolita Nation" ( Enigma Records 3280-1 ) USA 1987 (*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Kenneth, What's the frequency?"&lt;br /&gt;- "Not because you can" ( Miller/Thayer )&lt;br /&gt;- "Go ahead, you're dying to"&lt;br /&gt;- "Dripping with looks"&lt;br /&gt;- "We love you Carol and Alison"&lt;br /&gt;- "Nothing new"&lt;br /&gt;- "Slip"&lt;br /&gt;- "Choose between two sons"&lt;br /&gt;- "The real Sheila"&lt;br /&gt;- "Andy in ten years"&lt;br /&gt;- "Chardonnay"&lt;br /&gt;- "Last day that we're young"&lt;br /&gt;- "Together now, very minor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Game Theory&lt;/strong&gt;: Scott Miller ( canções, voz e guitarra ), Donnette Thayer ( voz e guitarra ), Gil Ray ( bateria e guitarra ), Gillaume Gassuan ( baixo ) e Shelley LaFreniere (teclas ); com Michael Quercio ( sintetizador e voz ), Mitch Easter ( piano, guitarra e voz ) e Angie Carlson, Jeffrey Layton, Lori Bauer e Dan Vallor ( coros ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Mitch Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotos da capa: Robert e Lynda Burdick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*) os dados aqui presentes dizem respeito à edição europeia. O original americano era constituído por um duplo LP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6254127662422772254?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6254127662422772254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6254127662422772254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-nuggets-35.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 35 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_AEN4GBCM4/TkFuttPI9bI/AAAAAAAAC4g/cQXvBN2VCYQ/s72-c/Game%2BTheory%2B-%2BLolita%2BNation%2B-%2BFront%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3047562209505822317</id><published>2011-08-09T09:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T10:22:34.034+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis Wilson'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 4 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XRJV-ZIA2A/TkD0x582G3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/TtcnDa_jdzs/s1600/dennis-wilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638775871674653554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XRJV-ZIA2A/TkD0x582G3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/TtcnDa_jdzs/s400/dennis-wilson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4yFWBbG_ZA"&gt;Dennis Wilson &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3047562209505822317?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3047562209505822317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3047562209505822317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/heroes-are-hard-to-find-4.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 4 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XRJV-ZIA2A/TkD0x582G3I/AAAAAAAAC4Q/TtcnDa_jdzs/s72-c/dennis-wilson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6086242875811317529</id><published>2011-08-05T12:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:39:35.632+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Buckner'/><title type='text'>Richard Buckner "Our Blood"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0B8Rxnxhgk/TjvYeSonMiI/AAAAAAAAC4I/yASGQsRqH-s/s1600/richard-buckner-our-blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637337373494161954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0B8Rxnxhgk/TjvYeSonMiI/AAAAAAAAC4I/yASGQsRqH-s/s400/richard-buckner-our-blood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Há quem aprecie Townes Van Zandt, Howe Gelb, Steve Earle, Will Oldham ou Jeff Tweedy. Eu, genericamente, também. Mas gosto mais de &lt;strong&gt;Richard Buckner&lt;/strong&gt;. Muito mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Desde 1994 que sigo os passos ( não se lhe pode chamar propriamente de carreira, uma vez que esta lhe tem sido sistematicamente negada) deste deserdado da música americana. Fascina-me a poética atitude de desprendimento, o total – diria premeditado - &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;desrespeito pelas regras do meio. Há em Buckner qualquer coisa herdada do velho &lt;strong&gt;Neil Young&lt;/strong&gt; ( “follow me if you want, f… you if you don’t” ), algo que raramente é compreendido, mas que é normalmente comum aos que têm consciência do seu valor e que se estão nas tintas para o politicamente correcto.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Escutem por exemplo “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” datado de 1998 e tirem dali as vossas próprias conclusões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E depois, um artista que dedica um álbum inteiro ( “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Hill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” datado de 2000) ao poeta &lt;strong&gt;Edgar Lee Masters&lt;/strong&gt; ( 1868 – 1950 ) e à sua obra prima “&lt;strong&gt;Spoon River Anthology&lt;/strong&gt;” ( existe por aí uma edição bilingue da Relógio de Água, 2003 ) só pode receber o aplauso e o respeito do Atalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637337285280099170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g87-ZQ0Sms0/TjvYZKAva2I/AAAAAAAAC4A/-2izgz6saMw/s400/richbuck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Acabado de publicar, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é um daqueles discos que cresce com tempo. À semelhança do que sucede com a maioria dos registos do autor, as canções principiam por soar inofensivas, inexpressivas. Depois, à medida que vão saindo do seu casulo, crescem em detalhes melódicos e sobretudo líricos, até atingirem uma dimensão indispensável e urgente. Paciência, tenacidade e tempo são aqui as palavras chave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Quem delas não dispuser pode &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;passar à frente de imediato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Escrito, gravado e produzido de acordo com o princípio “less is more”, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é um daqueles álbuns que tendo nascido de processos simples é tudo menos simples. Paradoxo? Nem por isso. E a melhor forma de resolver esta equação é aguardar por um fim de tarde tranquilo, esperar pelo silêncio, fazer “reset” aos acontecimentos do dia e partir ao encontro destas canções únicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Atentem nos casos de “Traitor”, “Thief”, “Hindsight” ou “Witness” ( os títulos dizem tudo ); as melodias surgem aparentemente inócuas, até que se percebe que estão lá apenas para servir os textos, cruéis e desapiedados, caracterizando personagens que vivem na sombra do equívoco, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;juntas mas há muito separadas, hesitantes entre o ficar e o partir, esquecendo-se de esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Como sempre acontece, o tempo irá encarregar-se &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;de fazer justiça a “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, como de resto se verifica em todos os casos similares. A tragédia porém é que, nessa altura, seja ela qual for, será já demasiado tarde para o artista Richard Buckner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6086242875811317529?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6086242875811317529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6086242875811317529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/richard-buckner-our-blood.html' title='Richard Buckner &quot;Our Blood&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0B8Rxnxhgk/TjvYeSonMiI/AAAAAAAAC4I/yASGQsRqH-s/s72-c/richard-buckner-our-blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5534241699693785554</id><published>2011-08-01T11:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T11:32:30.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 34 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPt_HPnLYrY/TjZ-IlCV-DI/AAAAAAAAC34/P5NXwuPoRPU/s1600/0001c926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635830669546747954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPt_HPnLYrY/TjZ-IlCV-DI/AAAAAAAAC34/P5NXwuPoRPU/s400/0001c926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quicksand "Home is where I belong" ( Dawn Records DNLS 3056 ) UK 1973&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Hideaway my song"&lt;br /&gt;- "Sunlight brings shadows"&lt;br /&gt;- "Empty street empty heart"&lt;br /&gt;- "Overcome the pattern"&lt;br /&gt;- "Flying"&lt;br /&gt;- "Time to live"&lt;br /&gt;- "Home is where I belong"&lt;br /&gt;- "Seasons" ( M. Youatt )&lt;br /&gt;- "Alpha Omega"&lt;br /&gt;- "Hiding it all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quicksand&lt;/strong&gt; : Jimmy Davies (voz e guitarra ), Robert Collins voz e teclas ), Anthony Stone voz e bateria ) e Phil Davies voz e baixo ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canções de Phillip Davies, excepto a anotada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Tito Burns, Glyn Jones e Quicksand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Fotos e Design de Ruby Mazur Studio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5534241699693785554?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5534241699693785554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5534241699693785554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/08/lost-nuggets-34.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 34 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPt_HPnLYrY/TjZ-IlCV-DI/AAAAAAAAC34/P5NXwuPoRPU/s72-c/0001c926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5182124539973932889</id><published>2011-07-27T09:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:33:47.762+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychedelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 19 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlk2rDrx__8/Ti6cQqo4wuI/AAAAAAAAC3o/CBpgHwLFCNI/s1600/livre-thieyre-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633611994024690402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlk2rDrx__8/Ti6cQqo4wuI/AAAAAAAAC3o/CBpgHwLFCNI/s400/livre-thieyre-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em 2007, no âmbito do festival "Rocheford-en-Accords" de Charente-Maritime / La Rochelle, ficou decidida a organização de uma exposição de posters psicadélicos. Cobriria a época de ouro desta arte ( 1966-1973) e não se restringiria apenas à cena americana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A tarefa foi adjudicada a &lt;strong&gt;Philippe Thieyre&lt;/strong&gt; ( o editor de "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le rock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;psychédélique americain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ). O curador concluiu o projecto, mas rapidamente percebeu que o evento deveria ser perpetuado e a melhor forma de o fazer seria a publicação em livro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psychédélisme des USA à L'Europe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( Editions des Accords/Iro ) foi editado em 2007, está dedicado a &lt;strong&gt;John Cipollina&lt;/strong&gt; ( o que só por si deita logo o Atalho ao tapete ), está organizado por países (USA, Canadá, UK, França, Holanda, Alemanha, Itália ) e dentro destes por cenas musicais. Reproduz alguns dos mais representativos posters da época, e dedica especial atenção a algumas das mais emblemáticas capas de discos psicadélicos da história.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um regalo para a vista e um conforto para o espírito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5182124539973932889?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5182124539973932889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5182124539973932889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/artefactos-19.html' title='Artefactos ( 19 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tlk2rDrx__8/Ti6cQqo4wuI/AAAAAAAAC3o/CBpgHwLFCNI/s72-c/livre-thieyre-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4085407470552801118</id><published>2011-07-23T11:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:21:28.382+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><title type='text'>Jardins do Paraíso XXVIII ( Carl Hakansson )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wER0oG7WAVY/TiqpeMReXxI/AAAAAAAAC3g/0K46YbnQ7lY/s1600/Carl%2BHakansson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632500620135915282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wER0oG7WAVY/TiqpeMReXxI/AAAAAAAAC3g/0K46YbnQ7lY/s400/Carl%2BHakansson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De regresso ao maravilhoso mundo das edições privadas com &lt;strong&gt;Carl Hakansson&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Candles Glow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” data de 1979 mas soa 7 ou 8 anos mais novo. Natural de Ashland ( Oregon ), Hakansson juntou um grupo de amigos e partiu para o estúdio onde gravou 10 temas de qualidade desigual, mas que curiosamente acabam por funcionar bem no conjunto.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A abrir, “Running free” preocupa, de tão próximo do paradigma Eagles. Porém a coisa melhora de imediato com o tema título, “Requiem for na Oglala Sioux” e “Where is the beginning” ao aproximarem-se das prestações de David Crosby, período 1970/1971.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Um pouco mais à frente a sonoridade ganha músculo e, tivessem os temas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Living in the sunlight” e “Morning Bird”,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maior dinâmica e quase poderíamos estar aqui a estabelecer comparações com Jefferson Airplane.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O álbum caminha para o fim, nostálgico e triste com “Silent Winter” e “You are near”, o último um requiem à esposa entretanto falecida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Com outra produção e&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;um maior equilíbrio entre as canções, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Candles Glow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” teria sido um disco essencial no nicho das private pressings americanas. Ainda assim justifica e muito ser mais conhecido. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4085407470552801118?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4085407470552801118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4085407470552801118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/jardins-do-paraiso-xxviii-carl.html' title='Jardins do Paraíso XXVIII ( Carl Hakansson )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wER0oG7WAVY/TiqpeMReXxI/AAAAAAAAC3g/0K46YbnQ7lY/s72-c/Carl%2BHakansson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8038430557557368969</id><published>2011-07-18T14:35:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T17:48:41.904+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Byrds'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 33 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jw9NpZJuyo/TiQ5JE7JdCI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/qHL2mAMtjws/s1600/hemmin_davi_davidhemm_101b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630688262223393826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jw9NpZJuyo/TiQ5JE7JdCI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/qHL2mAMtjws/s400/hemmin_davi_davidhemm_101b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Hemmings "Happens" ( MGM Records E/SE 4490 ) USA 1968&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Back Street Mirror" ( Gene Clark )&lt;br /&gt;- "Reason to believe" ( Tim Hardin )&lt;br /&gt;- "Good King James" (R.McGuinn/D.Hemmings/Bill Martin)&lt;br /&gt;- "Bell Birds" ( traditional )&lt;br /&gt;- "Talkin L.A." ( McGuinn/Chris Hillman/ Hemmings)&lt;br /&gt;- "Anathea" ( McGuinn/Hemmings)&lt;br /&gt;- "After the rain" (Bill Martin )&lt;br /&gt;- "War's Mystery" ( McGuinn/Hillman/Hemmings )&lt;br /&gt;- "The soldier wind" (Bill Martin )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Hemmings&lt;/strong&gt; ( voz e textos ), com Roger McGuinn, Chris Hillman e Bill Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranjos de Jimmy Bond e Leon Russell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Jim Dickson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Chester Maydole ( foto ) e Acy R. Lehman ( design ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8038430557557368969?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8038430557557368969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8038430557557368969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/lost-nuggets-33.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 33 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jw9NpZJuyo/TiQ5JE7JdCI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/qHL2mAMtjws/s72-c/hemmin_davi_davidhemm_101b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8621801369533524725</id><published>2011-07-15T08:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:55:54.302+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 3 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C485a0z22ok/Th_qv3wrGrI/AAAAAAAAC20/3ZWik99Izv4/s1600/Duanne%2BAllman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629476167379262130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C485a0z22ok/Th_qv3wrGrI/AAAAAAAAC20/3ZWik99Izv4/s400/Duanne%2BAllman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1PiHsS8LP8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duane Allman&lt;/strong&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/1813808582302307010-8621801369533524725?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8621801369533524725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8621801369533524725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/heroes-are-hard-to-find-3.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 3 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C485a0z22ok/Th_qv3wrGrI/AAAAAAAAC20/3ZWik99Izv4/s72-c/Duanne%2BAllman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5322771957192423886</id><published>2011-07-10T09:50:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:59:05.793+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killers Angels Refugees'/><title type='text'>Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 27 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4AcARsVeLA/Thlq4DQNk_I/AAAAAAAAC2s/IQQKNg_mOKs/s1600/graham-nash-color-732982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627646720554669042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4AcARsVeLA/Thlq4DQNk_I/AAAAAAAAC2s/IQQKNg_mOKs/s400/graham-nash-color-732982.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Military Madness" ( Graham Nash )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In an upstairs room in Blackpool&lt;br /&gt;by the side of a northern sea&lt;br /&gt;the Army had my father&lt;br /&gt;and my mother hasn't having me&lt;br /&gt;military madness was killing my country&lt;br /&gt;solitary sadness comes over me&lt;br /&gt;after the school was over and I moved&lt;br /&gt;to the other side&lt;br /&gt;I found a different country but I never&lt;br /&gt;lost my pride&lt;br /&gt;military madness was killing my country&lt;br /&gt;solitary sadness creeps over me&lt;br /&gt;and after the wars are over&lt;br /&gt;and the body count is finally filed&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Man discovers&lt;br /&gt;what's driving the people wild&lt;br /&gt;military madness is killing my country&lt;br /&gt;so much sadness between you and me&lt;br /&gt;war, war, war, war, war,war"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627646607997722082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xd4-mtRZ1bQ/Thlqxf8i3eI/AAAAAAAAC2k/7h3_TWCgPjc/s400/album-songs-for-beginners.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrita em 1971 e publicada no álbum "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Songs for beginners&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", "Military Madness" mantém a actualidade. Acrescentaria aliás um pequeno detalhe: muitos dos que à época a usaram como hino pacifista, são hoje os mandantes/detonadores de muitas das guerras e conflitos contemporâneos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5322771957192423886?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5322771957192423886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5322771957192423886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/killers-angels-refugees-27.html' title='Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 27 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4AcARsVeLA/Thlq4DQNk_I/AAAAAAAAC2s/IQQKNg_mOKs/s72-c/graham-nash-color-732982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6602762864563319220</id><published>2011-07-09T09:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:33:11.865+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonic Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thurston Moore'/><title type='text'>Thurston Moore "Demolished Thoughts"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-fM4lvW1b4/ThgMZORoAAI/AAAAAAAAC2c/ypFvXnY0KFY/s1600/Thurston%2BMoore%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627261361867718658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-fM4lvW1b4/ThgMZORoAAI/AAAAAAAAC2c/ypFvXnY0KFY/s400/Thurston%2BMoore%2Bcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há muito que os &lt;strong&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;/strong&gt; deixaram de fazer parte do meu círculo de bandas a seguir em permanência. Praticamente desde o momento em que o equilíbrio entre a vertigem atonal/feedback especulativo de &lt;strong&gt;Thurston Moore&lt;/strong&gt; e o discurso mais melódico de Lee Ranaldo se quebrou em desfavor do último, o colectivo de Nova Iorque deixou de me motivar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grosso modo, isto é também verdadeiro para os projectos paralelos de Thurston Moore, cujo talento e capacidade não estão naturalmente em causa. Não é o meu “cup of tea”, simplesmente. Daí que “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Demolished Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” me tenha surpreendido, e muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basicamente um trabalho acústico, o álbum cativa pela simplicidade das canções e dos processos ( arranjos e produção ). A presença de &lt;strong&gt;Beck&lt;/strong&gt; terá também algo a ver com isto, embora também aí resida uma meia &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;surpresa.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627261283096600466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvFgHDI98ds/ThgMUo1IH5I/AAAAAAAAC2U/qzyzAu3snBE/s400/Thurston%2BMoore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe em “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Demolished Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;uma única canção “excessiva” e todas convivem bem com aquele ambiente sereno e tranquilo, tão típico dos momentos em que se conta uma história de cariz autobiográfico ou não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é de pequenas histórias que este disco é feito. Desde logo no fenomenal “Benediction” ( uma “love song” que impressiona pela convicção e simplicidade ), passando pelo urbano “Illuminine” ou até mesmo pela deriva sónica de “Circulation”. “Blood never lies” poderá ter a ver com a figura tutelar da mãe ( cuja foto surge na capa e nos agradecimentos do cd ) enquanto &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Orchard Street” cheira obviamente a Nova Iorque e a Sonic Youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sendo uma absoluta obra prima “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Demolished Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é no entanto um registo muito pessoal, qualquer coisa como um encontro com a maturidade, pessoal&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e artística. Está repleto de intimidade e “conservadorismo” ( no sentido em que já existe algo de artisticamente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;muito significativo para conservar ) e nessa medida irá constituir um marco na carreira de Thurston Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o melhor e para o pior, muito do que o músico de Nova Iorque fizer daqui para a frente, ser-lhe-á &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inevitavelmente comparado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6602762864563319220?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6602762864563319220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6602762864563319220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/thurston-moore-demolished-thoughts.html' title='Thurston Moore &quot;Demolished Thoughts&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-fM4lvW1b4/ThgMZORoAAI/AAAAAAAAC2c/ypFvXnY0KFY/s72-c/Thurston%2BMoore%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-952971319801428571</id><published>2011-07-06T09:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:10:33.109+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandy Denny'/><title type='text'>Sandy Denny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-yjY-eBf7s/ThQfUcUiofI/AAAAAAAAC2M/cEMr3pZYdB0/s1600/SD_North_Star_Deluxe_3D__web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626156270552785394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-yjY-eBf7s/ThQfUcUiofI/AAAAAAAAC2M/cEMr3pZYdB0/s400/SD_North_Star_Deluxe_3D__web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dos discos que o Atalho levaria para Marte ou para a ilha deserta, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The North Star Grassman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the Ravens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", acaba de receber o tratamento editorial "definitivo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aos 11 temas originais juntam-se no 1º CD, uma demo de "Next time around", "Walking the floor over you", o instrumental inédito "Lorde Bateman" e "If you saw thru' my eyes", um dueto incluído no primeiro álbum de Ian Matthews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O 2º CD é especialmente destinado aos completistas. Inclui várias demos do período e gravações efectuadas na BBC nos anos de 1971 e 1972.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O booklet com textos de Patrick Humphries e fotos (algumas delas inéditas) completa um package delicioso que, julgo, será dificil de bater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-952971319801428571?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/952971319801428571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/952971319801428571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/sandy-denny.html' title='Sandy Denny'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-yjY-eBf7s/ThQfUcUiofI/AAAAAAAAC2M/cEMr3pZYdB0/s72-c/SD_North_Star_Deluxe_3D__web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3597865074717798792</id><published>2011-07-03T17:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:06:45.283+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Sharples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four Quartets'/><title type='text'>Four Quartets "Man of straw"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_F8Y9rdjCx0/ThCd2Wwaj7I/AAAAAAAAC2E/_ZMYByqanSk/s1600/Front-Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625169491732893618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_F8Y9rdjCx0/ThCd2Wwaj7I/AAAAAAAAC2E/_ZMYByqanSk/s400/Front-Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um novo EP com 5 novas temas, disponibilizado em &lt;a href="http://www.four-quartets.co.uk/"&gt;em download gratuito &lt;/a&gt;por Rob Sharples. Apenas mais um upgrade a tudo o que sobre ele já se escreveu aqui pelo Atalho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3597865074717798792?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3597865074717798792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3597865074717798792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/07/four-quartets-man-of-straw.html' title='Four Quartets &quot;Man of straw&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_F8Y9rdjCx0/ThCd2Wwaj7I/AAAAAAAAC2E/_ZMYByqanSk/s72-c/Front-Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3886687713607162471</id><published>2011-06-29T11:39:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:45:49.678+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='These Trails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><title type='text'>Jardins do Paraíso XXVII ( These Trails )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMLz2NEN6ww/TgsKZ4631oI/AAAAAAAAC10/x1LZpiFo0DM/s1600/These%2BTrails%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623599999594518146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMLz2NEN6ww/TgsKZ4631oI/AAAAAAAAC10/x1LZpiFo0DM/s400/These%2BTrails%2Bcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E eis que o maravilhoso mundo arqueológico das “private pressings” volta a surpreender-nos. Desta vez com a reedição daquele que será talvez o melhor registo de folk psicadélico saído do Hawai: “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These Trails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“There was never an ensemble known as These Trails. The musicians barely even performed together in public, unless you include bonfires and front porches, and “These Trails” was just a song they might have sung. And, neither was this a “studio” project, given a fake band name to legitimize it, like so many exploitation one-offs and tax scam pressings. As the legend of this verdant psychedelic document has grown through the decades, no one has ever solved the discographic puzzle of an album without an artist. “These Trails” was merely the title given to a set of songs as written by Margaret Morgan and Patrick Cockett, and if there is an artist at all, it is the various settings in which these songs occurred: sometimes Waipoo, or Hanelei, or Kalihi Valley. Always an island, always in a dynamic homeorhesis of love, nature and creation”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;(Rob Sevier, extracto do texto que acompanha a reedição)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623599730617342658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BoX8csOc0zI/TgsKKO5t2sI/AAAAAAAAC1o/-CAtfIkPIaU/s400/these%2Btrails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Na verdade “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These Trails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” tinha tudo para ser uma gloriosa obscuridade. E foi-o durante largos anos. Até meados dos anos 90, quando finalmente os coleccionadores &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;descobriram o esplendor de uma música simples e ao mesmo tempo exótica, eivada de painéis psicadélicos e sugestões naturalistas que emergiam das paisagens e envolvências proporcionadas pela vivência nas ilhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A escrita é perfeita, as vocalizações ( Margaret Morgan e Patrick Cockett ) a condizer e a instrumentação de base minimalista ( guitarra, dulcimer , tabla ) é aqui e ali aconchegada por um sintetizador decorado com extraordinário bom gosto ( verdade, também é possível ) ou por uma sitar misteriosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Não há em “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These Trails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” um único tema dispensável, mas a suite “Psyche I &amp;amp; Share your water” e o belíssimo “Hello Lou” são os preferidos do Atalho. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O álbum tem 38 anos de idade. A magia porém é tanta que mal se dá por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3886687713607162471?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3886687713607162471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3886687713607162471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/jardins-do-paraiso-xxvii-these-trails.html' title='Jardins do Paraíso XXVII ( These Trails )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMLz2NEN6ww/TgsKZ4631oI/AAAAAAAAC10/x1LZpiFo0DM/s72-c/These%2BTrails%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5397447934015082676</id><published>2011-06-22T14:09:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:33:14.311+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 32 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KV2Tx0bZ8c/TgHprslP9UI/AAAAAAAAC00/kqwARUiAnSU/s1600/532230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621030746846131522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KV2Tx0bZ8c/TgHprslP9UI/AAAAAAAAC00/kqwARUiAnSU/s400/532230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Catherine Lunsford "S/t" ( Polydor 24-4051 ) USA 1970&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Care, care, care"&lt;br /&gt;- "Middle of the road"&lt;br /&gt;- "Band I"&lt;br /&gt;- "My Captain"&lt;br /&gt;- "Toad Tale"&lt;br /&gt;- "Parcels Candy &amp;amp; Peaches"&lt;br /&gt;- "I'm awaitin'"&lt;br /&gt;- "Band II"&lt;br /&gt;- "Empty Changes"&lt;br /&gt;- "Jazzbo's Shine-On Theme"&lt;br /&gt;- "Together Someday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Catherine Lunsford&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz e guitarra ), Maury Manseau ( guitarra, piano e orgão ), Bruce Buell ( baixo ), Felix Falcon ( percussão ), Phil Jones ( bateria ) e Casey Foutz ( piano ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Karl Bornstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: design de David Krieger, foto de Jay Berman &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5397447934015082676?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5397447934015082676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5397447934015082676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/lost-nuggets-32.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 32 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KV2Tx0bZ8c/TgHprslP9UI/AAAAAAAAC00/kqwARUiAnSU/s72-c/532230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4105269630743704608</id><published>2011-06-20T10:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:24:30.236+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 2 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmSzoU9eLa4/Tf8Q6wM0cOI/AAAAAAAACz4/3ioF4djzMOM/s1600/clarence-clemons-and-springsteen-are-born-to-run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620229461538795746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmSzoU9eLa4/Tf8Q6wM0cOI/AAAAAAAACz4/3ioF4djzMOM/s400/clarence-clemons-and-springsteen-are-born-to-run.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clarence "Big Man" Clemons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4jktPJawORE?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4105269630743704608?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4105269630743704608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4105269630743704608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/heroes-are-hard-to-find-2_20.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 2 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mmSzoU9eLa4/Tf8Q6wM0cOI/AAAAAAAACz4/3ioF4djzMOM/s72-c/clarence-clemons-and-springsteen-are-born-to-run.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6527849379998983549</id><published>2011-06-17T10:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T10:32:01.428+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turiiya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><title type='text'>Jardins do Paraíso XXVI ( Turiiya )</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O chamado “Holy Grail” é o maior pesadelo de qualquer coleccionador. No caso da música, particularmente do vinil, não existe um Holy Grail, mas vários. E, quando o anterior deixa de o ser, logo um outro se perfila como “o próximo”.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Há anos que demando “Waiting”, um mini-álbum gravado por um trio feminino de nome Turiiya e publicado na Nova Zelândia em 1985. Até à data não tive sucesso, provavelmente por&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;não ter procurado onde devia, ou pura e simplesmente, não ter perguntado às pessoas certas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Recentemente a persistência e a resiliência conduziram-me &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;à fala com &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jyoshna La Trobe, um dos terços de Turiiya e a única ainda em actividade. Entre outras coisas, confirmei o que há muito suspeitava. Não estou só nesta &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;procura insana. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Porém, do contacto resultou algo de muito mais importante. A &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;minha caixa do correio recebeu com enorme &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alegria uma reedição privada de “Waiting”; um CD que inclui os 5 temas originais do Mini-LP mais 6 inéditos. Onze títulos sem paradigma definido, absolutamente inclassificáveis,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sendo que o belíssimo&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Thread of Gold” a par de “Leave the past behind” serão os únicos que se aproximam do formato standard de canção. Tudo o resto é manufacturado com outra elegância, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;num excitante mix entre o folk, a world music, a campfire song, o jazz, a cappella e a música atonal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619113540904166466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2n-mqsfCB8/TfsZ_n4uJEI/AAAAAAAACzg/DnxLZomyOOY/s400/Turiiya.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O referido “Thread of gold”, fere de tão belo. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O longo “Crimson dawn” ( 12m 11s ) é aquilo a que em tempos os australianos Crowded House chamaram de “Four seasons in one day”. Não me ocorre de momento melhor caracterização para este fantástico caleidoscópio de géneros musicais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Waiting” e “Ship in the harbour”, hesitam entre o partir e o ficar. A primeira tem como tema o comboio, a segunda o barco. As onomatopeias são a trave mestra de ambas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por fim e ainda que a informação constante no CD o não refira, os 6 temas acrescentados são seguramente oriundos de sessões posteriores e, à excepção de “Leave the past behind”, encontram-se demasiado perto da “new age”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e são bastante menos interessantes do ponto de vista criativo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O verdadeiro “Holy Grail” ( o vinil original ) continua por descobrir. A curiosidade &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;está por agora saciada, mas a demanda vai prosseguir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6527849379998983549?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6527849379998983549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6527849379998983549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/jardins-do-paraiso-xxvi-turiiya.html' title='Jardins do Paraíso XXVI ( Turiiya )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2n-mqsfCB8/TfsZ_n4uJEI/AAAAAAAACzg/DnxLZomyOOY/s72-c/Turiiya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4609177065433157656</id><published>2011-06-14T10:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:27:21.152+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killers Angels Refugees'/><title type='text'>Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 26 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Lu5K6C9ITg/Tfcmj9gZ-8I/AAAAAAAACzI/VtSWUUoaly0/s1600/Walker-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618001459415743426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Lu5K6C9ITg/Tfcmj9gZ-8I/AAAAAAAACzI/VtSWUUoaly0/s400/Walker-photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The old Man's back again (Dedicated to the Neo-Stalinist Regime)"&lt;/strong&gt; (Scott Walker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhuSCNs3QvI/TfcmZalJj2I/AAAAAAAACzA/DzZ-2iJ8RK8/s1600/Digitalizar0001%2B%252816%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618001278241705826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UhuSCNs3QvI/TfcmZalJj2I/AAAAAAAACzA/DzZ-2iJ8RK8/s400/Digitalizar0001%2B%252816%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O estalinismo, com ou sem Stalin, nunca foi um tema muito popular na pop. Assim de repente, recordo-me do single militante "&lt;strong&gt;Stalin wasn't stalling&lt;/strong&gt;" / "&lt;strong&gt;Stalingrad&lt;/strong&gt;" que Robert Wyatt publicou na Rough Trade em 1980 e pouco mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The Old Man's back again (Dedicated to the Neo-Stalinist Regime)" (seja lá o que for que isso signifique), foi editado pela primeira vez em Dezembro de 1969 no alinhamento de "&lt;strong&gt;Scott 4&lt;/strong&gt;", provavelmente o melhor álbum do sempre enigmático Scott Walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7j7Nbu_bAEk/TfcmO70dglI/AAAAAAAACy4/vaIPDsc7GTk/s1600/album-scott-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618001098185736786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7j7Nbu_bAEk/TfcmO70dglI/AAAAAAAACy4/vaIPDsc7GTk/s400/album-scott-4.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/1813808582302307010-4609177065433157656?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4609177065433157656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4609177065433157656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/killers-angels-refugees-26.html' title='Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 26 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Lu5K6C9ITg/Tfcmj9gZ-8I/AAAAAAAACzI/VtSWUUoaly0/s72-c/Walker-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3516214814337253287</id><published>2011-06-10T15:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:43:04.564+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michio Kurihara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Damon and Naomi'/><title type='text'>Damon &amp; Naomi "False Beats and True Hearts"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFzDs1CL_2Q/TfImoUQUnLI/AAAAAAAACyw/6KaEhsJdRPc/s1600/Damon%2Be%2BNaomi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616594159358221490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFzDs1CL_2Q/TfImoUQUnLI/AAAAAAAACyw/6KaEhsJdRPc/s400/Damon%2Be%2BNaomi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;First things first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;De acordo com os padrões do Atalho, &lt;strong&gt;Michio Kurihara&lt;/strong&gt; encarna hoje tudo o que de melhor acontece em matéria de guitarra psicadélica. Na verdade será muito difícil encontrar um artesão da sua faixa etária, capaz de reinterpretar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;com tanto talento e rigor quase matemático o paradigma criado no passado por &lt;strong&gt;Jerry Garcia&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;John Cipollina&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;Jorma Kaukonen&lt;/strong&gt;. “Mutatis mutantis” , todos os registos que tenham Kurihara “on it” serão sempre muito bem vindos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dito isto, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;False beats and True Hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” seria sempre aqui referenciado embora, porventura, com menor entusiasmo. Talvez porque no final de sucessivas audições, fica a pairar a incómoda sensação de que faltou aquele golpe de asa necessário para criar uma colectânea de canções mais de acordo com a matriz &lt;strong&gt;Damon &amp;amp; Naomi&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616594084801957218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-phLObCKxPQU/TfImj-guTWI/AAAAAAAACyo/i2mEohtGS6Y/s400/damonnaomi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dos nove temas propostos recordar-me-ei de “Nettles and Ivy” ( um fabuloso solo de Kurihara, arredondado pela guitarra acústica de &lt;strong&gt;Masaki Batoh&lt;/strong&gt;, o outro líder dos nipónicos &lt;strong&gt;Ghost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;), a&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; melodia hipnotizante de “And you are there” ( talvez a melhor das recentes interpretações de Naomi Yang ) e, a fechar, a tranquilidade de “Helsinki”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Nos restantes, valorizo sobretudo a guitarra de Kurihara; protagonista às vezes, subtil noutras, subliminar nas restantes, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mas sempre, sempre recompensadora. E é assim “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;False Beats and True Hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3516214814337253287?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3516214814337253287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3516214814337253287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/damon-naomi-false-beats-and-true-hearts.html' title='Damon &amp; Naomi &quot;False Beats and True Hearts&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFzDs1CL_2Q/TfImoUQUnLI/AAAAAAAACyw/6KaEhsJdRPc/s72-c/Damon%2Be%2BNaomi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8480496619530508776</id><published>2011-06-06T15:49:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T18:11:55.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 19 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7imhxo2V9ko/TezpO3UD-zI/AAAAAAAACyg/JeUtcoOH9rI/s1600/Option.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615119276999703346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7imhxo2V9ko/TezpO3UD-zI/AAAAAAAACyg/JeUtcoOH9rI/s400/Option.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicada por Scott Becker e dirigida ( inicialmente ) por Richie Unterberger, a norte-americana OPTION - activa entre o final da década de 80 e a primeira metade dos 90 - foi, à época, um dos baluartes do underground e alternativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O número 29 (Novembro/Dezembro de 1989) fala entre outros dos Swans, Walkabouts, Bill Drummond e Tall Dwarfs. O artigo de capa constitui uma das melhores abordagens que li sobre Exene Cervenkova; ou seja sobre os X e a história do punk californiano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8480496619530508776?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8480496619530508776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8480496619530508776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/artefactos-19.html' title='Artefactos ( 19 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7imhxo2V9ko/TezpO3UD-zI/AAAAAAAACyg/JeUtcoOH9rI/s72-c/Option.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4280276311123273833</id><published>2011-06-03T10:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:44:12.758+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compilações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Star'/><title type='text'>"Delta Swamp Rock"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgXFabsuA98/TeilT0ItibI/AAAAAAAACyQ/tLPSkoOAS4I/s1600/Delta%2BSwamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613918695348603314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgXFabsuA98/TeilT0ItibI/AAAAAAAACyQ/tLPSkoOAS4I/s400/Delta%2BSwamp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Apesar do subtítulo deste blog referenciar o folk e o psicadélico como os sons de eleição, o Atalho nunca escondeu &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;um fraquinho pelo “southern rock” e &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;com todo o seu cortejo de “mavericks”, “hobos”, “outlaws” e “loosers” vários. Da mesma maneira que aprecia e recomenda a literatura sulista ( com maior ou menor pendor gótico ), sobretudo através de Faulkner, Caldwell, Flannery O’Connor, Carson McCullers ou Tennessee Williams.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por esta altura, imagino que aí desse lado a pergunta seja: e o que tem isto a ver com “Delta Swamp Rock”? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tem tudo, ou quase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A colectânea, tal como o respectivo subtítulo&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( “Sounds from the South, at the Crossroads of Rock, Country and Soul” ) deixa perceber,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;coloca o enfoque na música do sul dos EUA, exactamente no seu período mais fecundo, entre 1968 e 1978.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Aqui&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é recuperado grande parte do que à época foi musicalmente importante naquela latitude. As duas maiores bandas sulistas da história ( Allman Brothers e Lynyrd Skynyrd ), “outlaws” devidamente certificados ( Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings ), “mavericks” “à la carte” ( Leon Russell, Tony Joe White, Dan Penn ), “country ladies” ( Linda Ronstadt, Bobbie Gentry ), personagens cujo percurso futuro gostaríamos de não ter conhecido ( Cher ), outras que lamentamos terem perdido o fulgor inicial &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( Boz Scaggs, Barefoot Jerry, Cowboy ), ou pérolas do power pop como os inimitáveis Big Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613918613066318306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cg-CrY24E7E/TeilPBnFgeI/AAAAAAAACyI/M-FyxnYIvvo/s400/Muscle%2BShoals%2BSound.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Implícita ou explicitamente , o espírito do sul atravessa a compilação por via do sugerido pelos sons, textos e atmosferas das canções. Nesse particular, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Delta Swamp Rock” é um excelente pretexto para regressar a uma música, literatura e até a um cinema ( estou a lembrar-me por exemplo do fabuloso “Southern Comfort” de Walter Hill )&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;absolutamente diferenciados (não estou certo se ‘desalinhados’ não seria o termo mais adequado ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Para muitos nada disto será novidade. Para os restantes, constitui uma oportunidade de ouro ( a compilação é excelente também nos títulos escolhidos e os detalhes históricos do booklet factualmente rigorosos ) para descobrir uma cena musical e um nicho da cultura americana que nem sempre têm sido tratados com muita simpatia por quem se encarrega de escrever a história. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sem “parti-pris” ou&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;juízos de valor reféns do “politicamente correcto”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( uma expressão tão ou mais odiada aqui pelo Atalho como o famigerado “alegadamente” das TVs ), mergulhem neste capítulo da história, descubram como nasceram e foram importantes&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;editoras como a Capricorn Records ou a Stax e estúdios como Muscle Shoals Sound por exemplo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Se esta colectânea cumprir a função que lhe está inerente, arrisco&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;afirmar que não levará muito tempo até que estejam a procurar os clássicos dos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Allman Brothers, as verdadeiras bombas rockeiras dos Skynyrd, o pop delicado dos Big Star ou os discos que Linda Ronstadt gravou com os Stone Poneys.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O Atalho não precisava de ser convencido, mas está deveras deliciado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4280276311123273833?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4280276311123273833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4280276311123273833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/06/delta-swamp-rock.html' title='&quot;Delta Swamp Rock&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JgXFabsuA98/TeilT0ItibI/AAAAAAAACyQ/tLPSkoOAS4I/s72-c/Delta%2BSwamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-367734862721359040</id><published>2011-05-31T16:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:45:10.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggetts ( 31 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Otodc5pmIcQ/TaxdxbF5R2I/AAAAAAAACts/J-QmStaziSQ/s1600/bob_martin_midwest_farm_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596951540582139746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Otodc5pmIcQ/TaxdxbF5R2I/AAAAAAAACts/J-QmStaziSQ/s400/bob_martin_midwest_farm_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob Martin "Midwest Farm Disaster" (RCA Victor LSP 4770) 1972 USA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Captain Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;- "Third War Rag"&lt;br /&gt;- "Mill Town"&lt;br /&gt;- "Changes in me"&lt;br /&gt;- "Old Rass"&lt;br /&gt;- "Sister Rose and the first Salvation band"&lt;br /&gt;- "Midwest Farm Disaster"&lt;br /&gt;- "Frog Dick, South Dakota"&lt;br /&gt;- "Blind Marie"&lt;br /&gt;- "Charlie Zink"&lt;br /&gt;- "Deer Island Prison"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Martin ( canções, voz, guitarra e harmónica ) com: David Briggs ( teclas ), Norbet Putnam ( baixo ), Kenny Butrey ( bateria ), Bill Sanford ( guitarra e dobro ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Herb Hendler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: design de Bob Martin e Frank Mulvey e Fotos de Peter Barss. Hog, o último exemplar da espécie do Byfield Pig, cortesia da Topsfield Fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-367734862721359040?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/367734862721359040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/367734862721359040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-nuggetts-30.html' title='Lost Nuggetts ( 31 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Otodc5pmIcQ/TaxdxbF5R2I/AAAAAAAACts/J-QmStaziSQ/s72-c/bob_martin_midwest_farm_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-955966757331087228</id><published>2011-05-28T14:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:47:58.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heroes are hard to find'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred &apos;Sonic&apos; Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patti Smith'/><title type='text'>Heroes are hard to find ( 1 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-f0g8R28No/Td5m-U4IpbI/AAAAAAAACx8/2Qm9SW_9P5E/s1600/Patti%2BSmith%2BFred%2BSmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611035406692296114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-f0g8R28No/Td5m-U4IpbI/AAAAAAAACx8/2Qm9SW_9P5E/s400/Patti%2BSmith%2BFred%2BSmith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPR-HyGj2d08"&gt;( Patti Smith / Fred "Sonic" Smith )&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/1813808582302307010-955966757331087228?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/955966757331087228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/955966757331087228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/heroes-are-hard-to-find-1.html' title='Heroes are hard to find ( 1 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-f0g8R28No/Td5m-U4IpbI/AAAAAAAACx8/2Qm9SW_9P5E/s72-c/Patti%2BSmith%2BFred%2BSmith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6694012060063565167</id><published>2011-05-25T15:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T15:44:16.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelies'/><title type='text'>The Feelies "Here Before"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9J3QXeyc9Go/Td0PW6SZa-I/AAAAAAAACx0/aqxCUhuat4c/s1600/feelies_mini_204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610657597051464674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9J3QXeyc9Go/Td0PW6SZa-I/AAAAAAAACx0/aqxCUhuat4c/s400/feelies_mini_204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quando, graciosamente, o baixo de Brenda Sauter começa a saltitar por entre o “jingle jangling” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;das guitarras de Bill Million e Glenn Mercer &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no tema de abertura do novo Feelies , num ápice tudo fica perdoado. E aqui o perdoar significa esquecer uma ausência de 20 anos, uma vez que &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o anterior “Time for a witness” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;data de 1991.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Vinte anos onde diferentes parcelas dos Feelies se metamorfosearam em várias side bands e Glenn Mercer publicou o excelente “Wheels in motion”. Porém um demasiado longo espaço de tempo, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onde estiveram ausentes &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a magia e aquele som tão peculiar, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;feito de subtilezas várias, talento, independência e, acima de tudo, muita inteligência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Here before” já fez várias centenas de kms no meu carro ( por esta altura o respectivo leitor de CDs já deve odiar-me ); quando ligo o MP4, este já sabe de antemão qual o ficheiro da biblioteca onde se deve posicionar. Ando nisto há 3 semanas. Pior. Tudo indica que vou necessitar de procurar ajuda especializada pois a coisa não dá mostras de melhorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610657506588581570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PecBb5BmFEA/Td0PRpSXXsI/AAAAAAAACxs/wNhx3fTXtcw/s400/feelies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Estou absolutamente viciado em “Nobody knows”, “Should be gone”, “Again today”, “When you know”, “Morning comes” … and so on, and on …; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pequenas peças de indie-rock, construídas sobre cabouco Velvet Underground, suportadas por alicerces Dream Syndicate e delicadamente rebocadas por materiais pop / paisley-underground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por natureza e formação, o Atalho reverencia a história e respeita a memória. Não tenho pois a menor dúvida que o primeiro Feelies ,“Crazy Rhythms” ( 1980 ), foi um dos discos mais importantes da sua geração; pelo que significou na época mas sobretudo pela forma como ajudou a definir o futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Hoje porém se fosse compelido a escolher, optava por “Here Before” sem pestanejar. Está lá tudo: a iconoclastia, o pioneirismo, a independência, e aquele humor auto-crítico que só a maturidade confere e a experiência permite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O aviso fica feito. Sabem agora o que têm de fazer. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Se a história se repetir, 20 anos é uma &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eternidade. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tão cedo não irão tropeçar num disco tão saboroso.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6694012060063565167?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6694012060063565167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6694012060063565167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/feelies-here-before.html' title='The Feelies &quot;Here Before&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9J3QXeyc9Go/Td0PW6SZa-I/AAAAAAAACx0/aqxCUhuat4c/s72-c/feelies_mini_204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5712308780963414622</id><published>2011-05-20T18:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:51:01.162+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Rapp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pearls Before Swine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 18 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq-sSx7yuoc/Tdah3HEVl6I/AAAAAAAACxc/RwEOLL1JUEs/s1600/Pearsl%2BBefore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608848354098648994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq-sSx7yuoc/Tdah3HEVl6I/AAAAAAAACxc/RwEOLL1JUEs/s400/Pearsl%2BBefore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os discos dos &lt;strong&gt;Pearls Before Swine&lt;/strong&gt;, com particular destaque para “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One nation underground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( 1967 ) e “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Balaklava&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( 1968 ), constituem peças de um delicado psicadelismo que não encontra paralelo na história, antes ou depois da respectiva publicação. Com a paciência de um artífice, entre o folk-rock, a música de câmara, o psicadélico e o canto gregoriano, &lt;strong&gt;Tom Rapp&lt;/strong&gt; construiu uma obra sem tempo a qual posicionou&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nas margens do mainstream e que desde então aí tem permanecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Aqui e ali recuperada, sempre com muita parcimónia, por artistas como Bevis Frond, Damon &amp;amp; Naomi , Flying Saucer Attack ou Ghost, olimpicamente ignorada por aqueles que mais naturalmente poderiam ser os herdeiros –&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a tribo do “weird – free – folk“ –, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a música de Tom Rapp é verdadeiramente especial, tanto quanto especial &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o foram as criações de Nick Drake ou Scott Walker por exemplo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608848261172201794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ8KHMCuTdQ/Tdahxs48iUI/AAAAAAAACxU/-oQPXjgQA7c/s400/Pearls%2Bbefore%2B1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Nada, rigorosamente nada, substitui a audição integral dos álbuns originais dos Pearls Before Swine e, mais tarde, de Tom Rapp a solo. Não obstante o Atalho sugere três edições &lt;/span&gt;distintas que, embora esgotadas, são ainda razoavelmente fáceis de encontrar e a um preço justo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the dead in space Vol I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Magic Eyes Singles&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;MES 012, 1997 ) é uma compilação de temas de Rapp revisitados por nomes como Fit &amp;amp; Limo, Masaki Batoh, Tower Recordings, Alchemysts e Damon &amp;amp; Naomi, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constructive Melancholy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( BirdMan BRM 021, 1998 ) reúne algumas das canções que Tom Rapp entendeu melhor representarem o seu “songbook”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por fim, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A journal of the plague year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Woronzow WOO 35, 1999 ) documenta o regresso do autor &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aos estúdios, quase 30 anos depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608848139354506354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niI33K-6VSU/TdahqnFWBHI/AAAAAAAACxM/OW3lDy0VDcU/s400/Tom%2BRapp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-5712308780963414622?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5712308780963414622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5712308780963414622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/artefactos-18.html' title='Artefactos ( 18 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq-sSx7yuoc/Tdah3HEVl6I/AAAAAAAACxc/RwEOLL1JUEs/s72-c/Pearsl%2BBefore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7796446489013082428</id><published>2011-05-16T14:58:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T15:35:41.904+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eluvium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew Robert Cooper'/><title type='text'>Matthew Cooper "Some days are better than others" OST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-koA2eXEBlfA/TdEw01hpZ7I/AAAAAAAACxE/oRjVpZq5Y8I/s1600/Some-Days-Are-Better-Than-Others.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607316695332513714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-koA2eXEBlfA/TdEw01hpZ7I/AAAAAAAACxE/oRjVpZq5Y8I/s400/Some-Days-Are-Better-Than-Others.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Primeira incursão de &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Robert Cooper&lt;/strong&gt; ( aka, &lt;strong&gt;Eluvium&lt;/strong&gt; ) no cinema através da banda sonora de "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some days are better than others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Regra geral, constitui um risco comentar uma banda sonora desgarrada das imagens e da narrativa que em princípio a motivam e/ou determinam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Diria no entanto que a música criada por Matthew Cooper para o filme de &lt;strong&gt;Matt Cormick&lt;/strong&gt; é algo mais do que um simples exercício de copy/past mecânico e geométrico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como todos os sons inventados pelo autor - e o extraordinário "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" é porventura o paradigma a observar aqui -, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some days are better than others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" reflecte as emoções e sentimentos que qualquer um de nós poderá encaixar num determinado momento das nossas vidas. Trata-se de uma música que apesar da matriz vincadamente electrónica, raramente se afasta de uma perspectiva humana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desse ponto de vista, os cerca de 34 minutos que o cd dura são um triunfo. Oxalá o filme se lhe possa juntar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HVIg_z7BSOw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7796446489013082428?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7796446489013082428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7796446489013082428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/matthew-cooper-some-days-are-better.html' title='Matthew Cooper &quot;Some days are better than others&quot; OST'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-koA2eXEBlfA/TdEw01hpZ7I/AAAAAAAACxE/oRjVpZq5Y8I/s72-c/Some-Days-Are-Better-Than-Others.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2474673728862404478</id><published>2011-05-12T15:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T14:40:02.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen Zanes "Radio Flyer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejWsPN70mJs/Tcvy918LndI/AAAAAAAACw0/3jtOQGU2ZoI/s1600/Karen%2BZanes%2BEP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605841305458154962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejWsPN70mJs/Tcvy918LndI/AAAAAAAACw0/3jtOQGU2ZoI/s400/Karen%2BZanes%2BEP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coincidência curiosa. Na mesma semana em que mergulhei no novo&lt;strong&gt; Feelies&lt;/strong&gt; e aguardo com expectativa os mais recentes sons de &lt;strong&gt;Damon &amp;amp; Naomi&lt;/strong&gt;, aterrou na caixa do correio do Atalho o primeiro EP a solo de &lt;strong&gt;Karen Zanes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salvaguardando as distâncias que a história e os curriculuns prudentemente aconselham, neste registo da até agora membro dos &lt;strong&gt;The Freeways&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Second Day Venom&lt;/strong&gt;, encontram-se ecos da matriz das duas bandas referidas no parágrafo anterior, tal como transparecem evidentes cumplicidades com &lt;strong&gt;Opal&lt;/strong&gt; e, sobretudo, &lt;strong&gt;Mazzy Star&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radio Flyer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" incluindo 5 temas originais, um pequeno instrumental e uma versão de "Mystery Train" popularizado por Presley, é uma pequena preciosidade por lapidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605841234284808722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ihcldwdj6F0/Tcvy5szIihI/AAAAAAAACws/fq68eZp6CeM/s400/Karen%2BZanes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A atmosfera é lo-fi. A sonoridade, silenciosa, convida à serenidade do alpendre num qualquer fim de tarde primaveril. As guitarras ( acústicas e eléctricas ) decoram a voz que, tal como a de Hope Sandoval, sussurra mais do que canta. E a narrativa, intima e sensorial, vai colorindo a paleta musical através de nuances que remontam aos Feelies de "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Good Earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" e aos referidos Mazzy Star ou Damon &amp;amp; Naomi despidos da componente psicadélica; isto é: sem as guitarras de David Roback no primeiro caso e de Michio Kurihara no segundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As canções que fazem "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radio Flyer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" são saborosas o suficiente para poderem ser aconselhadas sem reservas, embora não a toda a gente e certamente não indicadas para todas as ocasiões. Funcionam francamente melhor em atmosfera recatada e de introspecção, espaço onde se percebe melhor a sua dimensão e potencial de crescimento. &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/1813808582302307010-2474673728862404478?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2474673728862404478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2474673728862404478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/karen-zanes-radio-flyer.html' title='Karen Zanes &quot;Radio Flyer&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejWsPN70mJs/Tcvy918LndI/AAAAAAAACw0/3jtOQGU2ZoI/s72-c/Karen%2BZanes%2BEP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-1317693629178171627</id><published>2011-05-09T12:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T12:28:19.074+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elliott Murphy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 30 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2g8ftU3NWEo/Ta1SAMEFRtI/AAAAAAAACt0/5s17zblFSSo/s1600/35523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597220075083220690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2g8ftU3NWEo/Ta1SAMEFRtI/AAAAAAAACt0/5s17zblFSSo/s400/35523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elliott Murphy "Aquashow" ( Polydor PD 5061 ) 1973 USA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Last of the rock stars"&lt;br /&gt;- "How's the family"&lt;br /&gt;- "Hangin' out"&lt;br /&gt;- "Hometown"&lt;br /&gt;- "Grave yard Scrapbook"&lt;br /&gt;- "Poise'n pen"&lt;br /&gt;- "Marilyn"&lt;br /&gt;- "White middle class blues"&lt;br /&gt;- "Like a Great Gatsby" &lt;strong&gt;(*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- "Don't go away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(*)&lt;/strong&gt; Título apenas usado na primeira prensagem. Por motivos ligados a direitos de autor, nas prensagens subsequentes o nome da canção foi alterado para "Like a Crystal Microphone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliott Murphy ( canções, voz, guitarra eléctrica, harmónica e piano ) com: Matthew Murphy ( baixo ), Gene Parsons e Rick Marotta ( bateria ), Teddy Irwin ( guitarra acústica ), Frank Owens e Pat Rebillot ( piano e orgão ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Peter K. Siegel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Design de Paula Bisacca; Foto de Jack Mitchell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-1317693629178171627?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1317693629178171627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/1317693629178171627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/lost-nuggets-30.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 30 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2g8ftU3NWEo/Ta1SAMEFRtI/AAAAAAAACt0/5s17zblFSSo/s72-c/35523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-717347165148822365</id><published>2011-05-06T12:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T13:13:22.758+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compilações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Krautrock'/><title type='text'>"Roqueting through Space"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oH2XOafzKRU/TcPdsIc2TeI/AAAAAAAACwA/XnxEuvbnQQQ/s1600/roqueting-through-space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603566111631494626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oH2XOafzKRU/TcPdsIc2TeI/AAAAAAAACwA/XnxEuvbnQQQ/s400/roqueting-through-space.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observando os padrões de qualidade e exigência gráficas outrora patenteados pelas capas das edições da Island ou da Vertigo, a Fruits de Mer Records acaba de publicar "Roqueting through Space", uma compilação de versões de temas "psych / space / kraut" que, desde já, configura um futuro "collector".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os temas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vibravoid - "No silver bird", original de Hooterville Trolley&lt;/div&gt;- Vert.x - "I came from another planet, baby" de Julian Cope&lt;br /&gt;- Helicon - "Hallogallo" de Neu!,&lt;br /&gt;- Cranium Pie's - "Blacksand" de Brainticket,&lt;br /&gt;- The luck of Eden Hall - "Lucifer Sam" de Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;- Frobisher Neck - "Isi" de Neu!,&lt;br /&gt;- The Grand Astoria - "Oh Yeah" de Can,&lt;br /&gt;- Diarmuid MacDiarmada - "Telstar" de Tornados&lt;br /&gt;- Alpha Omega - "Transdimensional man/Paradox" de Hawkwind,&lt;br /&gt;- Sendelica - "Urban Guerilla" de Hawkwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os dois últimos títulos fazem o single que, junto com um "insert" incluindo todos os detalhes, acompanha a edição. A capa do LP é dupla e o design, magnífico, da autoria de Gregory Carvey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A edição foi de apenas 500 exemplares e por esta altura já deverá ter esgotado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-717347165148822365?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/717347165148822365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/717347165148822365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/roqueting-through-space.html' title='&quot;Roqueting through Space&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oH2XOafzKRU/TcPdsIc2TeI/AAAAAAAACwA/XnxEuvbnQQQ/s72-c/roqueting-through-space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-295001730944017695</id><published>2011-05-03T09:04:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:33:08.731+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandy Denny'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 17 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaIdQu4tDvg/Tb-2ZYSWX-I/AAAAAAAACu8/OZsQFX374KY/s1600/Sandy%2BDenny%2Bnew%2Bsingle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602397008604585954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaIdQu4tDvg/Tb-2ZYSWX-I/AAAAAAAACu8/OZsQFX374KY/s400/Sandy%2BDenny%2Bnew%2Bsingle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGoU03lz8GU/Tb-2Tr2PMNI/AAAAAAAACu0/QlGTeaN5Awg/s1600/Digitalizar0009%2B%25283%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602396910776168658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PGoU03lz8GU/Tb-2Tr2PMNI/AAAAAAAACu0/QlGTeaN5Awg/s400/Digitalizar0009%2B%25283%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnPXlr-5xw0/Tb-2OO83oBI/AAAAAAAACus/JpVD5Rjh3QY/s1600/Digitalizar0008%2B%25284%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602396817120010258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnPXlr-5xw0/Tb-2OO83oBI/AAAAAAAACus/JpVD5Rjh3QY/s400/Digitalizar0008%2B%25284%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alexandra Elene MacLean Denny morreu há mais de 30 anos. Não obstante a sua popularidade e culto não param de crescer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assinalando o recente Record Store Day e editora que detém os direitos da Island Records publicou um single onde incluiu "I'm a dreamer" e "Who knows where the time goes?", duas demos resgatadas aos arquivos quando da preparação da Box Set no ano transacto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não há aqui qualquer novidade. Os mais cínicos dirão, com alguma razão, que se trata da indústria a procurar facturar. Porém tudo o que possa contribuir para manter viva a chama do vinil terá eco aqui pelo Atalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E depois um luxuoso single, com capa dupla, design acima da média, ostentando o glorioso selo da Island e limitado a 1000 exemplares, não é coisa que se veja todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Toda a gente tem um ponto fraco. Receio que o meu seja Sandy Denny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-295001730944017695?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/295001730944017695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/295001730944017695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/05/artefactos-17.html' title='Artefactos ( 17 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zaIdQu4tDvg/Tb-2ZYSWX-I/AAAAAAAACu8/OZsQFX374KY/s72-c/Sandy%2BDenny%2Bnew%2Bsingle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3092977003046231250</id><published>2011-04-30T21:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T21:45:41.910+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastiches'/><title type='text'>Pastiches ( 11 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tYhZuDCFsA/TbxzJIOnWZI/AAAAAAAACuk/NS6wLvA5ra4/s1600/paul-ram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601478637206854034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tYhZuDCFsA/TbxzJIOnWZI/AAAAAAAACuk/NS6wLvA5ra4/s400/paul-ram.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IyJiPw0Rro/TbxzELGS-vI/AAAAAAAACuc/qV06ZU0XP30/s1600/Paul%2Bram%2Bpastiche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601478552077925106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IyJiPw0Rro/TbxzELGS-vI/AAAAAAAACuc/qV06ZU0XP30/s400/Paul%2Bram%2Bpastiche.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um homem de coragem este Dave Depper ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3092977003046231250?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3092977003046231250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3092977003046231250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/pastiches-11.html' title='Pastiches ( 11 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2tYhZuDCFsA/TbxzJIOnWZI/AAAAAAAACuk/NS6wLvA5ra4/s72-c/paul-ram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7583859253029223307</id><published>2011-04-28T17:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:07:35.601+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compilações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fading Yellow'/><title type='text'>Fading Yellow Volume 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRA7poQ0Ak8/Tbmco0KIcII/AAAAAAAACuU/F0H8i6Oh2Ns/s1600/Fading%2BYellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600679836621762690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRA7poQ0Ak8/Tbmco0KIcII/AAAAAAAACuU/F0H8i6Oh2Ns/s400/Fading%2BYellow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A Palette of US /Canadian 60s Pop-sike and other delights"&lt;/strong&gt; (Flower Machine Records, SWE, 2011 ) Edição limitada de 1000 cópias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mike Konstan "This time"&lt;br /&gt;- Mr. Flood's Party "Alice was a dream"&lt;br /&gt;- Click "Rainmaker"&lt;br /&gt;- Lavender Hill Express "Visions"&lt;br /&gt;- Saint Jacques "She's beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;- Don Meehan Project "House in the country"&lt;br /&gt;- Rangle "Visions of mind"&lt;br /&gt;- Soulful Bowlful "For all that I am"&lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin Carry Ltd "Old man"&lt;br /&gt;- Plum Beach Incident "Pretty things"&lt;br /&gt;- Bill Soden "Rainy day"&lt;br /&gt;- Cloud "Cool Jane"&lt;br /&gt;- Idy Lynn "Up in my mind"&lt;br /&gt;- Larry Marks "L.A. Breakdown"&lt;br /&gt;- Christian "Just like child"&lt;br /&gt;- Click "Dancing babies"&lt;br /&gt;- New Colony Six "Can't you see me cry"&lt;br /&gt;- The Open Window "Much too soon"&lt;br /&gt;- Joy "Anduril"&lt;br /&gt;- The Omegas "Mr. Yates"&lt;br /&gt;- Cotton Candy "Billy"&lt;br /&gt;- Clark Sullivan "Let me see those lights again"&lt;br /&gt;- Jim and Dale "The time it takes"&lt;br /&gt;- Springfield Riffle "All she said"&lt;br /&gt;- The London Knights "Go to him"&lt;br /&gt;- The # 1 "The Collector"&lt;br /&gt;- Carnival "Dark Star"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sendo um absoluto entusiasta das séries Fading Yellow, reconheço-lhes todavia o mérito de nos darem a conhecer temas e sobretudo nomes a que dificilmente teríamos acesso noutro local. Deste Volume 11 retive sobretudo: Mike Konstan, Click, Bill Soden e Larry Marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O passo seguinte é fácil de adivinhar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7583859253029223307?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7583859253029223307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7583859253029223307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/fading-yellow-volume-11.html' title='Fading Yellow Volume 11'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRA7poQ0Ak8/Tbmco0KIcII/AAAAAAAACuU/F0H8i6Oh2Ns/s72-c/Fading%2BYellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8864923925125533351</id><published>2011-04-26T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:57:00.937+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 29 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3k35LG_VgA/TVmBGtdRMmI/AAAAAAAACls/LqYFU7nv9y0/s1600/Aorta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573627966129255010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3k35LG_VgA/TVmBGtdRMmI/AAAAAAAACls/LqYFU7nv9y0/s400/Aorta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aorta "2" ( Happy Tiger HT 1010 ) USA 1970&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Willie Jean" ( Trad. arranjos de J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Little Bonnie" ( M. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Blythe Spirit" (J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Beg for his forgiveness" ( J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Egypt" ( T. Donlinger )&lt;br /&gt;- "His faith in man" ( J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Devil, Maggot &amp;amp; Son" (J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Sandcastles" ( J. Donlinger/G. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Pickin' Blues" ( J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;- "Fallin' behind" (J. Donlinger/M. Been )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aorta&lt;/strong&gt;: Jim Donlinger ( guitarras e voz ), Mike Been ( baixo, guitarra acústica e voz ), Jim Nyeholt ( piano e orgão ) e Tom Donlinger ( bateria e percussão ), com Howard Levy e Michael Ayres ( congas ) e George Edwards ( voz em "Willie Jean" ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Jim Donlinger e Bill Traut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Design de See/Hear &amp;amp; How; Ilustração de Gabrielle de Ganges.&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/1813808582302307010-8864923925125533351?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8864923925125533351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8864923925125533351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-nuggets-29.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 29 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3k35LG_VgA/TVmBGtdRMmI/AAAAAAAACls/LqYFU7nv9y0/s72-c/Aorta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4584713873642531198</id><published>2011-04-21T21:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:47:58.235+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead Sea Apes'/><title type='text'>Dead Sea Apes "Soy Dios"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwBOOUVk40o/TbCVhZkHL7I/AAAAAAAACuE/PLLKg_CHyGU/s1600/Dead%2Bsea%2Bapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598138737852100530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwBOOUVk40o/TbCVhZkHL7I/AAAAAAAACuE/PLLKg_CHyGU/s400/Dead%2Bsea%2Bapes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permitam-me que coloque a coisa nestes termos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até há pouco tempo, o meu top de bandas inglesas contemporâneas era constituído por &lt;strong&gt;Mugstar,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Teeth of the Sea&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Wolf People&lt;/strong&gt;. Nos últimos dias o pódio teve de ser abruptamente alargado para que nele coubessem os &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea Apes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francamente já pouco me importa o que chamam a esta música: pré, pós-rock, neo- psicadélica, cósmica …, “whatever”. O facto é um e apenas um. Este EP com as suas três variações do tema “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soy Dios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( inspirado em “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;El Topo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” um western de culto mexicano datado de 1970 ), inclui a mais visceral música instrumental que me foi dado escutar no últimos tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira audição de &lt;a href="http://deadseaapes.bandcamp.com/"&gt;“Soy Dios I” &lt;/a&gt;deixa-nos sem palavras. A forma como o tema nasce e cresce muito para além do geométrico, com a guitarra de Brett Savage a atingir patamares sensoriais absolutamente extraordinários, o baixo nos limites da saturação e a bateria como que rolando por cima de tudo o que de bom o mítico Ed Cassidy ( Spirit ) nos deixou, é algo de muito pouco comum nos tempos que correm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598138658493246066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--b6WRgt3uVA/TbCVcx7fKnI/AAAAAAAACt8/tPiUV9UCSXM/s400/Dead%2Bsea%2Ba.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Soy Dios II” evolui a partir do órgão Pink Floyd de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ummagumma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, adquire uma dimensão cinematográfica e espalha pelo ecrã da nossa mente um turbilhão de mensagens que tanto podem ter tido origem em “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obscured by clouds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twelve dreams of Dr. Sardonicus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ou numa “jam-session” dos Airplane, num daqueles dias em que Jack Casady estava com a corda toda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O terceiro e último trecho opta pela versão cósmica do tema; uma adaptação inebriante, também ela peculiar e que irremediavelmente nos atira para os braços de Popol Vuh ou Cluster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Dead Sea Apes – Brett Savage, Nick Harris e Chris Hardman -, chegam de Manchester e, ou muito me engano, ou “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soy Dios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é apenas o inicio de uma bela amizade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4584713873642531198?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4584713873642531198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4584713873642531198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/dead-sea-apes-soy-dios.html' title='Dead Sea Apes &quot;Soy Dios&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CwBOOUVk40o/TbCVhZkHL7I/AAAAAAAACuE/PLLKg_CHyGU/s72-c/Dead%2Bsea%2Bapes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7929662452845705179</id><published>2011-04-18T08:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:48:00.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 16 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5Et-EYS-1o/TavqhBheSPI/AAAAAAAACtk/8ERy_bje6S8/s1600/Terrascope%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596824815003388146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5Et-EYS-1o/TavqhBheSPI/AAAAAAAACtk/8ERy_bje6S8/s400/Terrascope%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;À data da respectiva edição não tive acesso a publicações tão emblemáticas como &lt;strong&gt;International Times&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Zig-Zag&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bomp&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;Crawdaddy&lt;/strong&gt;. E, nesta coisa de fanzines, como é sabido, o tempo real é tudo ou quase.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Situação diversa passou-se com &lt;strong&gt;Ptolemaic Terrascope&lt;/strong&gt;. Desde o primeiro número ( 1989 ) até ao derradeiro ( 2005 ),&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;abrir a caixa do correio e encontrar no seu interior um novo número do magazine, era sempre motivo de enorme satisfação. Inteligente, perspicaz e visionária, ao longo de 35 números,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a revista criada por &lt;strong&gt;Nick Saloman&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Phil McMullen&lt;/strong&gt; manteve sempre hasteadas as bandeiras da independência e do pioneirismo. O bom gosto do editor fazia o resto.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quando finalmente sucumbiu aos ditames do mercado/globalização, deixou órfãos todos aqueles que como o Atalho se interessam pela linguagem folk e pelas diversas facetas do psicadelismo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em cima, foto da capa do primeiro número ( Maio de 1989 ). Em baixo, reprodução da label do EP que acompanhava a revista e que incluía temas de Flyte Reaction, Psycho’s Mum, The Bevis Frond e Mick Wills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596824740090233570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-voQp7qWvlvs/TavqcqcyQuI/AAAAAAAACtc/3wUiGldC8eg/s400/Terrascope%2B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-7929662452845705179?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7929662452845705179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7929662452845705179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/artefactos-16.html' title='Artefactos ( 16 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5Et-EYS-1o/TavqhBheSPI/AAAAAAAACtk/8ERy_bje6S8/s72-c/Terrascope%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-562601813791104271</id><published>2011-04-12T17:50:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T08:22:57.152+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killers Angels Refugees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 25 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8nkH4-YYmY/TaVHJhmiRWI/AAAAAAAACtU/Cw5nx06k548/s1600/Elvis%252BCostello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594956341042103650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8nkH4-YYmY/TaVHJhmiRWI/AAAAAAAACtU/Cw5nx06k548/s400/Elvis%252BCostello.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Olivers's Army" ( Elvis Costello )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't start me talking I could talk all night&lt;br /&gt;My mind goes sleepwalking&lt;br /&gt;While I'm putting the world to right&lt;br /&gt;Called careers information&lt;br /&gt;Have you got yourself an occupation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's army is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's army are on their way&lt;br /&gt;And I would rather be anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;But here today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a checkpoint Charlie&lt;br /&gt;He didn't crack a smile&lt;br /&gt;But it's no laughing party&lt;br /&gt;When you've been on the murder mile&lt;br /&gt;Only takes one itchy trigger&lt;br /&gt;One more widow, one less white nigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's army is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's army is on their way&lt;br /&gt;And I would rather be anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;But here today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong is up for grabs&lt;br /&gt;London is full of Arabs&lt;br /&gt;We could be in Palestine&lt;br /&gt;Overrun by a Chinese line&lt;br /&gt;With the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne&lt;br /&gt;But there's no danger&lt;br /&gt;It's a professional career&lt;br /&gt;Though it could be arranged&lt;br /&gt;With just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear&lt;br /&gt;If you're out of luck or out of work&lt;br /&gt;We could send you to Johannesburg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's army is here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Oliver's are on their way&lt;br /&gt;And I would rather be anywhere else&lt;br /&gt;But here today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594956251536486002" border="0" alt="" align="justify" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ds5A3lrVWnk/TaVHEUKu7nI/AAAAAAAACtM/sh-9yu9H9NE/s400/elviscostello_armedforces.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicada em 1979 no álbum "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Armed Forces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" - um artefacto que incluia uma magnifica capa desdobrável, capa interior colorida, 4 fotos em forma de postal e um EP com três títulos gravados ao vivo no Hollywood High - "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oliver's Army&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", escrita depois do regresso de uma tournée na Irlanda do Norte, recupera a figura histórica de Oliver Cromwell para a partir daí criticar o papel do exército como instrumento operacional da ocupação inglesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594956114877643682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPuUi1p02LU/TaVG8XEue6I/AAAAAAAACtE/EPZXYzVBZcQ/s400/Armed%2Bforces%2B7.jpg" /&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/1813808582302307010-562601813791104271?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/562601813791104271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/562601813791104271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/killers-angels-refugees-25.html' title='Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 25 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I8nkH4-YYmY/TaVHJhmiRWI/AAAAAAAACtU/Cw5nx06k548/s72-c/Elvis%252BCostello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8408759940708056134</id><published>2011-04-09T08:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T08:24:31.246+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Skelton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carousell'/><title type='text'>Carousell "Black Swallow &amp; Other Songs"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lc_OKCMl3mY/TaAIOqBCLaI/AAAAAAAACss/DTGyGlIMTmk/s1600/Richard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593479785083973026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lc_OKCMl3mY/TaAIOqBCLaI/AAAAAAAACss/DTGyGlIMTmk/s400/Richard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Creditado a &lt;strong&gt;Carousell&lt;/strong&gt; , “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black Swallow &amp;amp; Other Songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Maio de 2009 ) é um dos vários &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;capítulos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;das “gaelic sound landscaps” de &lt;strong&gt;Richard Skelton&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A recente reedição remasterizada - &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;objecto de novo e excelente grafismo e apresentada em &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;glorioso suporte de vinil transparente - , &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;acentua o envolvimento&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mágico criado pela narrativa musical.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dela emana uma fascinante característica &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;impressionista que não se poderá facilmente compaginar com todos os estados de espírito. Porém, ultrapassado este detalhe, a recompensa poderá passar por um agradável efeito de habituação muito próximo da dependência. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em nome próprio, em projectos paralelos ou sob diferentes pseudónimos, Skelton é já um “habitué” aqui pelo Atalho.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Poderão no entanto saber bastante mais sobre a obra e motivações deste verdadeiro homem da renascença &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;consultando o &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mais recente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;número da revista Wire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593479712370650386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ei6FjoRJy_o/TaAIKbI07RI/AAAAAAAACsk/Jo66Tbiy8oQ/s400/Richard%2BSkelton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8408759940708056134?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8408759940708056134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8408759940708056134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/carousell-black-swallow-other-songs.html' title='Carousell &quot;Black Swallow &amp; Other Songs&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lc_OKCMl3mY/TaAIOqBCLaI/AAAAAAAACss/DTGyGlIMTmk/s72-c/Richard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8794298694493506817</id><published>2011-04-06T14:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T15:02:35.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asteroid Nº 4'/><title type='text'>The Asteroid nº 4 "Hail to the clear figurines"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRyH0BRXxLM/TZxxGEvn0lI/AAAAAAAACsc/WWkQ7SGXjKI/s1600/Asteroid%2B4%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592469186453951058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRyH0BRXxLM/TZxxGEvn0lI/AAAAAAAACsc/WWkQ7SGXjKI/s400/Asteroid%2B4%2Bcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These flowers of ours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é, desde 2009, um favorito aqui pelo Atalho. As pontes que estabeleceu entre Byrds, Buffalo Springfield e Grip Weeds ( nesta matéria, as combinações serão aleatórias e dependerão do gosto de cada um ), fazem dele uma etapa relevante no novo psicadelismo americano.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dois anos volvidos, os cinco Asteroides regressam com “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail to the clear figurines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” e, mantendo o anterior painel sonoro, acrescentam-lhe agora os Crazy Horse. A luminosidade folk rock do colectivo de Filadélfia permanece intacta mas, o discurso “imperfeito” e distorcido da banda de suporte de Neil Young, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;está agora presente em temas chave como o fugaz “Wicked wire” a abrir ou “The unknown” estrategicamente colocado a meio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592469116849086274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLiSuJZftOA/TZxxCBch30I/AAAAAAAACsU/-GEOZjkkTa0/s400/Asteroid%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Be yourself, by yourself” surge como uma manobra de diversão pós-punk, enquanto “Sunny day ( One Afternoon )” poderia ter sido criado por Syd Barrett numa tarde de sol primaveril em 1970. A terminar, “Ignition slated for eight” representa o regresso a uma sonoridade texturada onde as guitarras fuzz ornamentam a melodia e empurram o tema de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fifth Dimension&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” para “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rust never sleeps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;É verdade que “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail to the clear figurines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” não é completamente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;homogéneo, encontrando-se inclusive uns furos &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abaixo de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;These flowers of ours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nele há no entanto muita coisa que os aficionados do folk-rock não deixarão de apreciar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/1813808582302307010-8794298694493506817?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8794298694493506817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8794298694493506817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/asteroid-n-4-hail-to-clear-figurines.html' title='The Asteroid nº 4 &quot;Hail to the clear figurines&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRyH0BRXxLM/TZxxGEvn0lI/AAAAAAAACsc/WWkQ7SGXjKI/s72-c/Asteroid%2B4%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6004274663860402892</id><published>2011-04-02T09:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T09:08:17.236+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 28 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iopguKVvN2c/TX-zHsyyu2I/AAAAAAAACpg/qyLhWNWjmRo/s1600/davekel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584379007827360610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iopguKVvN2c/TX-zHsyyu2I/AAAAAAAACpg/qyLhWNWjmRo/s400/davekel4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave Kelly "Dave Kelly" ( Mercury 6310 001 ) UK 1971&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Gotta keep running" (Kelly/Hall/Cotton) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "No fun for me" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Fair Theme" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "You got it" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Way I feel today" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "The fields of night" (Johnson/Clarke) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Poor Old Bill" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Hello L.A. bye bye Birmingham" (Bramlett/Davis) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "It's you" (Kelly/Hall) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Green winter" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Brooklyn Bridge" (Kelly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Get right Church" (trad. arr. Kelly) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz, guitarras e banjo ) com Jo-Ann Kelly ( voz ), Peter (Gee) Green ( guitarra ), Alan Hawkshaw ( piano e orgão ), Bob Brunning e Herbie Flowers ( baixo ), Barry Guard, Randy Jones e Clem Cattini ( bateria ), John Altman ( flauta e clarinete ), Johnny Dean ( percussão ), Steve Rye ( harmónica ), Alan Parker ( guitarra ), James Clarke ( arranjos de metais ) e Bob Hall ( piano, orgão, mandolim ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Produção de Dave Kelly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capa: Ilustração de John Dufton; Design de Richard Wells e Malcolm Johnson; Foto de Bob Dames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6004274663860402892?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6004274663860402892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6004274663860402892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/04/lost-nuggets-28.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 28 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iopguKVvN2c/TX-zHsyyu2I/AAAAAAAACpg/qyLhWNWjmRo/s72-c/davekel4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2747000027739440124</id><published>2011-03-29T17:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:44:11.915+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jardins do Paraíso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Chapman'/><title type='text'>Jardins do Paraíso XXV ( Michael Chapman )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5g9uZGU5T4/TZIJjs-wp_I/AAAAAAAACsM/XiZCeIa5ifE/s1600/MichaelChapman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589540596494673906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5g9uZGU5T4/TZIJjs-wp_I/AAAAAAAACsM/XiZCeIa5ifE/s400/MichaelChapman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Embora pouca gente tenha dado por isso, &lt;strong&gt;Michael Chapman&lt;/strong&gt; anda por aí há mais de 40 anos. Nos tempos mais recentes, o músico vem desenvolvendo uma actividade frenética, desdobrando-se entre concertos, edições e reedições de discos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trainsong: Guitar Compositions 1967-2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é uma das recentes iniciativas. Trata-se de um duplo CD que inclui 26 instrumentais ( maioritariamente acústicos ) onde Chapman passa em revista episódios da sua já longa carreira, enquadrando e contextualizando os temas escolhidos.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E entre o vasto conjunto de peças há de tudo; memórias resgatadas, admissão de influências ( John Fahey, Tom Rush, Leadbelly, Jack Rose, Mike Cooper, Brenda Wootton ) e &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;locais marcantes ( Itália, Senegal, Espanha ). Mas para além da técnica e do virtuosismo do instrumentista, encontra-se&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a alma e a paixão do homem, sentimentos que conferem a esta música personalidade própria, um carácter urgente e incontornável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589540504732503922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SkjouYs6WQQ/TZIJeXI9D3I/AAAAAAAACsE/spKnxqh2rrA/s400/fullyqualifiedsurvivor.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Praticamente em simultâneo, Chapman viu reeditado o seminal “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fully Qualified Survivor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( 1970 ). Negligenciado à época, foi ganhando estatuto à medida que o tempo passou por ele. Hoje, é praticamente consensual que soube envelhecer com assinalável e rara dignidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os instrumentais são de primeira água. As canções, diz a lenda,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fizeram as delícias de John Peel. “Postcards of Scarborough”, “Stranger in the room”, “Soulful Lady” ou “Aviator” são&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;exemplos perfeitos do folk-rock britânico da época. Por seu lado as guitarras de Mick Ronson e os arranjos de Paul Buckmaster ( se puderem reavaliem o magnifico trabalho deste mago nos quatro primeiros lps de Elton John ) conferem-lhes uma dimensão a que só a idade foi capaz de fazer justiça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trainsong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” e “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fully Qualified Survivor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” são obras diversas embora complementares. A todos aqueles que ainda não conhecem o autor sugere-se que comecem pelo segundo. Os restantes saberão naturalmente o que fazer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1813808582302307010-2747000027739440124?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2747000027739440124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2747000027739440124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/jardins-do-paraiso-xxv-michael-chapman.html' title='Jardins do Paraíso XXV ( Michael Chapman )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y5g9uZGU5T4/TZIJjs-wp_I/AAAAAAAACsM/XiZCeIa5ifE/s72-c/MichaelChapman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4210184201696801217</id><published>2011-03-25T14:18:00.014Z</published><updated>2011-04-12T23:06:14.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grateful Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 15 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0H_Mgi3dTw/TYy2l2lpChI/AAAAAAAACr0/IP4DOArjgMI/s1600/Grateful-Dead_WB-7016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588041999084751378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0H_Mgi3dTw/TYy2l2lpChI/AAAAAAAACr0/IP4DOArjgMI/s400/Grateful-Dead_WB-7016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Cream Puff War" é um "killer-track" escrito por Jerry Garcia em 1967. Foi publicado em single e integrou o primeiro álbum dos Grateful Dead, quando a banda ainda hesitava entre o "garage", o blues e o psicadélico. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cerca de 25 anos mais tarde "Cream Puff War" seria o título de capa de uma fanzine concebida e produzida por Jud Cost e Alec Paleo. O âmbito, como o título deixa antever, era a música produzida em São Francisco, o chamado "bay area sound". &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588041812096489682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZaQBz2UDVE/TYy2a-AKmNI/AAAAAAAACrs/qXfFaJ0_T90/s400/Cream%2BPuff%2BWar%2B1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O primeiro número inclui magnificos textos sobre Great Society/Jefferson Airplane, Flamin' Groovies, Mystery Trend e Vejtables. O segundo e último debruça-se sobre os Charlatans, Chocolate Watchband, Syndicate of Sound ou Otherside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588041371822868898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCnKBnbZ5mw/TYy2BV2wSaI/AAAAAAAACrk/abmphyTBE90/s400/Cream%2BPuff%2BWar%2B2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O projecto ficou a meio mas foi responsável pelo florescer de muitas fanzines dedicados ao tema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje grande parte do que a Sundazed e a Big Beat resgatam das caves do psicadelismo californiano tem a assinatura de Cost e Palao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4210184201696801217?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4210184201696801217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4210184201696801217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/artefactos-15.html' title='Artefactos ( 15 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0H_Mgi3dTw/TYy2l2lpChI/AAAAAAAACr0/IP4DOArjgMI/s72-c/Grateful-Dead_WB-7016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6836220102507225541</id><published>2011-03-21T23:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:17:21.293Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob Sharples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Four Quartets'/><title type='text'>Four Quartets "The Paragon of Animals"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2PYbPg4jqI/TYfZu8OrFOI/AAAAAAAACpw/Admea8sRAXg/s1600/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586673263241270498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2PYbPg4jqI/TYfZu8OrFOI/AAAAAAAACpw/Admea8sRAXg/s400/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os viajantes habituais do Atalho sabem que nutro particular apreço pelo trabalho de &lt;strong&gt;Rob Sharples&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Fruto de um ainda diminuto mas sólido acervo de canções, o jovem Sharples atingiu já um&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;patamar de qualidade que, se não deixar hipotecar pelas solicitações do sucesso fácil, permitirá no futuro comparar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bem com os melhores episódios da história do folk-rock britânico.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Depois de dois EPs – &lt;a href="http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2008/05/rob-sharples_16.html"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So the story goes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;/a&gt; e “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four Quartets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( o último apenas em formato digital ) – e de um conjunto de canções libertas ao ritmo do MySpace, eis que chega “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Paragon of Animals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, verdadeiramente a primeira colectânea de canções de Rob Sharples. &lt;strong&gt;Four Quartets&lt;/strong&gt; é um “nom de plume”, apenas um pormenor de reduzido significado. O importante são as canções.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Algumas delas andam por aí há muitos meses (“Pirouette”, “A long way down”, “Light Bulb”, “Whitewash”, “The Spirit level” ) e o facto de surgirem no alinhamento do CD significa que do ponto de vista do autor, o &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;respectivo processo de amadurecimento correu bem e&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a distinção é merecida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586673192336530402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5VW10Md7h9k/TYfZq0Fqm-I/AAAAAAAACpo/St-wDZJGRIc/s400/Digitalizar0004%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Porque&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Paragon of Animals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é um registo distinto. Dissemelhante a tudo o que se escuta por aí. Simultaneamente novo e antigo, como se criadores como Al Stewart, Marc Brierley ou John Martyn regressassem ao presente e tudo tentassem para que a matriz tipicamente inglesa das suas composições prevalecesse sobre o lixo tóxico quotidiano.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;Dito isto, existem aqui temas cujos arranjos guardarei mais facilmente do que outros. Trata-se apenas do meu gosto pessoal e de modo algum deverá interferir com a natureza de canções como&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Another 6/8”, “Light Bulb”, “The Spirit level” ou “Statues”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-USfont-size:12;" lang="EN-US" &gt;Para além destas, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;há “Pirouette” e “Joke’s over”; “Magpie” e “The drowned and the saved”; “The Hoax” e “A long way down”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;E a enorme “A parting of the ways”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sharples escreveu, tocou a maior parte dos instrumentos, gravou, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;produziu e criou o “artwork” de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Paragon of Animals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. É tudo menos uma tarefa menor, um “tour de force” magistral tendo em conta que falamos de um projecto independente. Contudo não consigo deixar de pensar como soariam estas canções se atrás da consola de produção estivesse por exemplo ... John Cale.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/1813808582302307010-6836220102507225541?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6836220102507225541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6836220102507225541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/four-quartets-paragon-of-animals.html' title='Four Quartets &quot;The Paragon of Animals&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2PYbPg4jqI/TYfZu8OrFOI/AAAAAAAACpw/Admea8sRAXg/s72-c/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4257652661982530942</id><published>2011-03-16T15:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-16T15:04:33.974Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 27 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_Jqf1ZMHdU/TXfTL-yaDRI/AAAAAAAACpI/7PjTWrcV5ss/s1600/Arnold%2BBean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582162465935461650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_Jqf1ZMHdU/TXfTL-yaDRI/AAAAAAAACpI/7PjTWrcV5ss/s400/Arnold%2BBean.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Bean "Cosmic Bean" ( SSS International Records SSS 21 ) 1970 USA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "I can see through you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "The long stretch of blue"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Fortune and fame"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Daddy's got the clap"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Really haven't got time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Penny dear"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Indian Summer"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Listening to the river"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "I've got the key"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Captain Marvel"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Nature boy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arnold Bean&lt;/strong&gt;: Gary Burnette ( voz e baixo ), Mike Guthrie ( voz e guitarras ) e Herb Guthrie ( voz e bateria ), com John Rainey ( guitarra ) e David Atkins ( piano e orgão ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Produção de Mike Guthrie e David Atkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Capa: design de Southern Graphic Industries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4257652661982530942?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4257652661982530942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4257652661982530942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-nuggets-27.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 27 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O_Jqf1ZMHdU/TXfTL-yaDRI/AAAAAAAACpI/7PjTWrcV5ss/s72-c/Arnold%2BBean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4069249964437272740</id><published>2011-03-13T15:48:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T16:21:27.195Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Six Organs of Admittance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Cale'/><title type='text'>Six Organs of Admittance "Asleep on the floodplain"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDIf8h1Ks4g/TXzoADL0gHI/AAAAAAAACpY/9d05YKrwIjI/s1600/Six-Organs-of-Admittance-Asleep-On-The-Floodplain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583592725585100914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDIf8h1Ks4g/TXzoADL0gHI/AAAAAAAACpY/9d05YKrwIjI/s400/Six-Organs-of-Admittance-Asleep-On-The-Floodplain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O homem possui tanto talento que por vezes, para o comum dos mortais, chega a ser irritante. Não contente com isso, raramente se repete.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Asleep on the floodplain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é mais um opus a juntar aos vários que &lt;strong&gt;Ben Chasny&lt;/strong&gt; já produziu. E desta vez, para além das sempre presentes referências a Robbie Basho, John Fahey e Richard Thompson, é possível detectar ecos emanados das pautas de John Cale para “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marble Index&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( “S/Word and Leviathan” ), do harmónio de Nico em “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The End&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( “Brilliant blue sea between us” ) ou da inconfundível guitarra acústica de Bert Jansch ( “Poppies” ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No primeiro – “S/Word and Leviathan” – percorrendo o drone, o cósmico e o épico, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chasny assina uma das suas mais vibrantes composições. 12 m e 25 s de puro deleite que, ou muito me engano, ou irá em breve constituir um “case study” nas diversas madrassas do psicadelismo. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1813808582302307010-4069249964437272740?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4069249964437272740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4069249964437272740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/six-organs-of-admittance-asleep-on.html' title='Six Organs of Admittance &quot;Asleep on the floodplain&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDIf8h1Ks4g/TXzoADL0gHI/AAAAAAAACpY/9d05YKrwIjI/s72-c/Six-Organs-of-Admittance-Asleep-On-The-Floodplain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2644062681907376657</id><published>2011-03-10T16:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T16:41:23.469Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamin Groovies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 14 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn9lmPUOI/AAAAAAAAClA/RWTNjPa5U0Y/s1600/Hot%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674509517443298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn9lmPUOI/AAAAAAAAClA/RWTNjPa5U0Y/s400/Hot%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn5Sq1jzI/AAAAAAAACk4/8OGOZpjjuyQ/s1600/Hot%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674435716976434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn5Sq1jzI/AAAAAAAACk4/8OGOZpjjuyQ/s400/Hot%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn1Mj09wI/AAAAAAAACkw/wAdDL9AG16g/s1600/Hot%2Blabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674365357487874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn1Mj09wI/AAAAAAAACkw/wAdDL9AG16g/s400/Hot%2Blabel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfnw6rw3YI/AAAAAAAACko/E-EDQR3MEWY/s1600/Hot%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674291839458690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfnw6rw3YI/AAAAAAAACko/E-EDQR3MEWY/s400/Hot%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfnqSQgsGI/AAAAAAAACkg/FRcBQPbJBPA/s1600/Hot%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568674177908519010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfnqSQgsGI/AAAAAAAACkg/FRcBQPbJBPA/s400/Hot%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meados de 1975. Em plena licença sabática dos Flamin Groovies, Cyril Jordan entrou em estúdio para produzir os Hot Knives ( uma banda efémera liderada pelos ex-Groovies Danny Mihm e Tim Lynch ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acerca das sessões, rumores não confirmados, referem que estas terão produzido temas suficientes para um álbum. Não obstante ( e até prova em contrário ) do grupo apenas se conhecem dois singles editados pela K.O. Records. "Lovin' you / Around the world" em 1976 e,  no ano seguinte,  "Hey Grandma" ( Moby Grape ) no Lado A e "I hear the wind blow" no "flipside".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relativamente a este último, para adensar um pouco mais o mistério, existem duas capas absolutamente diversas ( fotos acima ) embora com o mesmo número de catálogo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se alguém puder fazer alguma luz sobre isto, a curiosidade do Atalho agradece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-2644062681907376657?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2644062681907376657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2644062681907376657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/artefactos-14.html' title='Artefactos ( 14 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUfn9lmPUOI/AAAAAAAAClA/RWTNjPa5U0Y/s72-c/Hot%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7535146695047017044</id><published>2011-03-07T10:39:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:48:31.497Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Shepard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bardo Pond'/><title type='text'>Bardo Pond "Bardo Pond"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNIjtnA9YAA/TXS2cFgOIyI/AAAAAAAACoE/ey9-Ud_RDT0/s1600/BardoPond-400x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 378px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581286431848801058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNIjtnA9YAA/TXS2cFgOIyI/AAAAAAAACoE/ey9-Ud_RDT0/s400/BardoPond-400x400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Discos como este são a razão da existência do Atalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Bardo Pond&lt;/strong&gt; andam por aí há quase duas décadas. Não tenho no entanto memória&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de os ter ouvido na rádio e muito menos sobre eles ter lido na imprensa escrita mainstream algo com dimensão significativa. Pese embora resistem. E ainda bem.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Procurem escutar “Don’t know about you”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e depois, como pessoas inteligente e de bom gosto ( caso contrário já não estariam a ler este texto ) avaliem quão ridículo e inútil pode ser o tempo gasto a dar atenção&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aos “produtos” que os marketeiros de serviço nos procuram impingir ( atentíssimos, já começaram a destilar excitação com os anúncios dos novos Strokes e Radiohead …. ).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Mas vamos ao que realmente interessa. “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bardo Pond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, o álbum, é um monumento. Simultaneamente simples e sofisticado, como só a banda de Isobel Sollenberger sabe ser, principia com “Just once” uma espécie de “campfire song” inspirada na figura de &lt;strong&gt;Sam Shepard&lt;/strong&gt;. A canção nasce no alpendre mas à medida que as guitarras se vão ligando à corrente eléctrica, transfere-se para a garagem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Logo a seguir, o referido “Don’t know about you” alapa-se ao nosso córtex de modo irreversível, tornando redundante grande parte do que MONO, Earth ou Grails haviam conseguido nessa matéria. Vai ser necessário andar com uma candeia acesa para no psicadelismo contemporâneo voltar a encontrar duas guitarras tão demolidoras. Um clássico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581286354112222546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ00QeKb414/TXS2Xj6YFVI/AAAAAAAACn8/loshYKnyr0k/s400/bardo%252520pond%252520promo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Em “Sleeping”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o colectivo de Filadélfia assume a faceta argonauta e parte em direcção ao planeta psicadélico outrora habitado pela tribo Airplane. “Undone” é por sua vez uma enorme palco onde evoluem sublimes guitarras atonais que a vocalização espartana de Sollenberger luta para manter contidas. É bem sucedida até cerca dos 10 minutos; aí a bateria não resiste à tensão acumulada e, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ao explodir,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;propicia a libertação de largas camadas de fuzz e feedback , elementos responsáveis pelo desencadear da tempestade de meteoritos incandescentes que se vai seguir. A terminar, “Wayne’s Tune” é o regresso ao alpendre e à atmosfera melancólica, uma tela colorida em tons sépia pela flauta de Isobel Sollenberger.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bardo Pond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” foi publicado nos últimos dias de 2010 pelo que muito provavelmente só será contabilizado em 2011. Curioso, vou ficar a aguardar &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as famigeradas listas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dos “melhores do ano”…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/1813808582302307010-7535146695047017044?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7535146695047017044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7535146695047017044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/bardo-pond-bardo-pond.html' title='Bardo Pond &quot;Bardo Pond&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNIjtnA9YAA/TXS2cFgOIyI/AAAAAAAACoE/ey9-Ud_RDT0/s72-c/BardoPond-400x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4556545404198196310</id><published>2011-03-03T15:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:58:20.459Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 26 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNcQE_rZ6I/AAAAAAAACgc/1uSvvoZ_qbA/s1600/Andy-Roberts-Nina-And-The-Drea-382204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558387796393813922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNcQE_rZ6I/AAAAAAAACgc/1uSvvoZ_qbA/s400/Andy-Roberts-Nina-And-The-Drea-382204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy Roberts "Nina and the dream tree" ( Pegasus Records PEG 5 ) UK 1971&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Keep my children warm"&lt;br /&gt;- "I've seen a movie"&lt;br /&gt;- "25 hours a day/Breakdown/Welcome home"&lt;br /&gt;- "Good time Charlie" ( Spider John Koerner )&lt;br /&gt;- "Dream tree sequence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andy Roberts&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz, guitarras e "coisas" ) com Dave Richards ( baixo, guitarra e "coisas" ), Roger Powell ( bateria, percussão e "coisas" ), Zoot Money ( piano, orgão e "coisas" ), Ray Warleigh ( sax ), Gerry Conway e John Pearson ( bateria ), Robert Kirby ( cordas ) e Charlene Collins, Carol Grimmes, Kathy Kissoon, Mac Kissoon, Mike London, Ian Matthews ( vozes ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Sandy Robertson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capa: Davis/Berney/Wade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4556545404198196310?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4556545404198196310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4556545404198196310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/03/lost-nuggets-26.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 26 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNcQE_rZ6I/AAAAAAAACgc/1uSvvoZ_qbA/s72-c/Andy-Roberts-Nina-And-The-Drea-382204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-4241874258983837118</id><published>2011-02-28T11:16:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:01:10.698Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Cale'/><title type='text'>John Cale em palco</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Paris, 15 Abril 1981.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Naquele fim de tarde invulgarmente ameno para a época do ano no local, o João Lisboa e eu atravessámos a cidade em direcção ao “11º &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;arrondissement”. O destino era o número 50 do Boulevard Voltaire. O objectivo, assistir ao concerto parisiense da tournée &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;de suporte ao recém-editado&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honi soit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ao transpor o átrio do &lt;strong&gt;Bataclan&lt;/strong&gt; nenhum de nós podia imaginar o que se iria passar&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a seguir no palco do velho teatro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quando “Dead or alive” e, logo a seguir, “Strange times in Casablanca” explodiram, estilhaçando acorde atrás de acorde, numa atmosfera absolutamente insana, suportada&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;por uma secção rítmica em chamas e por um &lt;strong&gt;John Cale&lt;/strong&gt; verdadeiramente possesso, foi como se todo aquele público estupefacto, ao contrário do que minutos antes imaginara, se desse conta que afinal não estava preparado para encaixar um tão violento soco no estômago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578698843877921506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dJnWp_qlZ8/TWuFCpI50uI/AAAAAAAACnk/4V4gzeMAqR0/s400/John%2BCale%2BBataclan.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Durante cerca de 1 hora, entre o piano eléctrico e a guitarra, Cale não se preocupou em fazer prisioneiros. “Fighter Pilot” e “Wilson Joliet” seguiram o rasto das chamas e a coisa só “amenizou” – relativamente - &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;com “Streets of Laredo” e “Riverbank”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Quando a prestação terminou, a audiência, a totalidade da audiência, encontrava-se absolutamente K.O. A tal ponto que durante cerca de meio minuto, o silêncio foi a única reacção possível; até que na plateia, alguém mais corajoso ensaiou umas tímidas palmas, rapidamente transformadas numa ovação ensurdecedora e interminável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Depois disso, assisti a vários concertos do “big man”, todos diferentes e meritórios. Porém não me recordo de nenhum que se tenha sequer aproximado do cataclismo que o Bataclan esteve perto de sofrer naquele fim de tarde primaveril. Talvez por que uma tal performance seja irrepetível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578698769299758370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcn_2I2M7Jo/TWuE-TUFXSI/AAAAAAAACnc/MMPEWMnLF-g/s400/John%2BCale%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Não obstante, no passado sábado assisti em Torres Novas a um grande concerto de John Cale. Passaram 30 anos desde aquela tarde louca do Bataclan. O homem carrega nos ombros 68 anos de lenda. Uma realidade física que já não é possível disfarçar. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Naturalmente a energia não é nem podia ser a mesma. No entanto a intensidade, aquele sentimento que o galês coloca em tudo o que faz, está lá mais presente do que nunca.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A abrir “Heartbreak Hotel” surgiu algo descaracterizado, mas as coisas cedo entraram no trilho com “Hush”, “Mailman” e “Hey Ray”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Catastrophic” e “Whaddya mean by that” foram excelentes surpresas e “Amsterdan” esteve majestosa como de costume. “Guts” e, sobretudo, “Pablo Picasso” mostraram como é fácil a um grande músico retirar o melhor de três instrumentistas jovens &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( banda de suporte ) e promissores. “Chorale” foi o encore surpresa , quando o Teatro Virginia esperava “Close watch”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Cale demonstrou uma vez mais que não é um artista como os outros. É algo mais. Esperemos por ele de novo em 2012.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-4241874258983837118?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4241874258983837118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/4241874258983837118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/john-cale-em-palco.html' title='John Cale em palco'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dJnWp_qlZ8/TWuFCpI50uI/AAAAAAAACnk/4V4gzeMAqR0/s72-c/John%2BCale%2BBataclan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-953559372914107713</id><published>2011-02-25T14:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T14:37:38.671Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arbouretum'/><title type='text'>Arbouretum "The gathering"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqR2U-KQHIE/TWe-ZsQT8fI/AAAAAAAACnU/5paDywrQMnI/s1600/Arbouretum%2Bcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577636012107231730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqR2U-KQHIE/TWe-ZsQT8fI/AAAAAAAACnU/5paDywrQMnI/s400/Arbouretum%2Bcd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Passaram-se! Só pode.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A não ser assim, o que terá levado uma banda que apesar de ser oriunda do Maryland tinha tudo para se transformar numa das referências históricas do “desert-rock” ( ao lado de &lt;strong&gt;Sidewinders&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Sand Rubies&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Giant Sand&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Rich Hopkins &amp;amp; Luminarios&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naked Prey&lt;/strong&gt; ), a mudar tão radicalmente o paradigma sonoro,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;claudicando perante uma produção excessivamente musculada que pode muito bem hipotecar o futuro de um até aqui excelente colectivo&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de folk-roots-rock?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Onde o anterior “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song of the pearl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” era um trabalho&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;inteligente e subtil, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gathering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é hiper-produzido, mastodôntico, às vezes inenarrável ( “Waxing Crescents” por exemplo ). Em rigor nada nos move contra o “fuzz”, o eco ou o “reverb”. Existem de resto imensos exemplos, quer no “drone” quer no “stoner rock”, onde estas características, quando devidamente enquadradas, funcionam como mais valias. Não é o caso de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Gathering&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, um inesperado e questionável exercício de &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;simples “heavy-rock”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dito isto, temas como “The white bird” e “When delivery comes” escapam ao desastre e têm os seus momentos, sobretudo o segundo quando a guitarra opta pela pauta thompsiana. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Por seu lado a versão de Highwayman” ( um velho hino de Jimmy Webb ) é competente e ajuda a trazer a tradicional sonoridade &lt;strong&gt;Arbouretum&lt;/strong&gt; de volta. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Curto, demasiado curto para um grupo que tem no seu seio a voz, a guitarra e o talento de &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;David Heumann.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/1813808582302307010-953559372914107713?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/953559372914107713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/953559372914107713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/arbouretum-gathering.html' title='Arbouretum &quot;The gathering&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqR2U-KQHIE/TWe-ZsQT8fI/AAAAAAAACnU/5paDywrQMnI/s72-c/Arbouretum%2Bcd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8071570213301993004</id><published>2011-02-21T15:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:21:02.470Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Cale'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 13 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7LFF7-bsyU/TWE6Pe6pDTI/AAAAAAAACm8/RBBgeAg9xhM/s1600/Digitalizar0001%2B%252816%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801851332857138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7LFF7-bsyU/TWE6Pe6pDTI/AAAAAAAACm8/RBBgeAg9xhM/s400/Digitalizar0001%2B%252816%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na altura em que &lt;strong&gt;John Cale&lt;/strong&gt; se encontra de novo entre nós para uma vez mais nos provocar com uma série de concertos imperdíveis &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;em 2011 Portugal é o único país a ser contemplado com uma digressão - , &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o Atalho recupera o número 41 de &lt;strong&gt;Les Inrockuptibles&lt;/strong&gt; ( Dezembro de 1992 ), quando a revista era bimensal e ainda fazia justiça ao título escolhido pelos seus fundadores.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Na sequência do notável solo piano “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fragments of a rainy season&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, Cale concedeu a Christian Fevret uma das melhores entrevistas da sua carreira. A foto da capa é da autoria de Renaud Monfourny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801747440215154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-72eP3zW8D7c/TWE6Jb4tJHI/AAAAAAAACm0/I8Uxn7vXC3g/s400/Digitalizar0003%2B%252811%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;"&gt;A primeira foto em que John Cale e Lou Reed aparecem juntos, The Primitives em 1964 ( Tony Conrad é o primeiro da esquerda )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801656276880818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IU4lUj5_nbM/TWE6EIRrDbI/AAAAAAAACms/X7Ifsom3yu0/s400/Digitalizar0005%2B%25289%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os Velvet Underground em 1965, ainda com Angus McLise, o segundo a contar da esquerda ( foto Donald Greenhaus )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575801555555953538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1tgFb5cLQtk/TWE5-RD7q4I/AAAAAAAACmk/yLg7oKhKE3k/s400/Digitalizar0004%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;John Cale em Nova Iorque, no Verão de 1992 ( foto Renaud Monfourny )&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-8071570213301993004?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8071570213301993004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8071570213301993004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/artefactos-13.html' title='Artefactos ( 13 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k7LFF7-bsyU/TWE6Pe6pDTI/AAAAAAAACm8/RBBgeAg9xhM/s72-c/Digitalizar0001%2B%252816%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2505259816170675859</id><published>2011-02-19T16:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:15:00.474Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Ackles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Killers Angels Refugees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><title type='text'>Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 24 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YDAcdRGSH0/TV6vOM-UM7I/AAAAAAAACmc/3suIaRFJ838/s1600/David%2Backl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575086047266878386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YDAcdRGSH0/TV6vOM-UM7I/AAAAAAAACmc/3suIaRFJ838/s400/David%2Backl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The Road to Cairo " ( David Ackles )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A fella told me this here road leads to Cairo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to get me a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to go back, go back to my children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to see my little bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I been travelin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone a long long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what i'll find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared of what i'll find but I just got to see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey thanks for stoppin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you headed down to Cairo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrecked my Lincoln in Saint Jo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why to little old Cairo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No special reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look up some folk I used to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me I travel some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have my share of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that's a life a man can live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure I've played and lost but who minds the cost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gor to take more than you give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey you got another cigar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son I sure like this car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh from your daddy as a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say on second thought there's gifts I haven't bought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just drop me here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for the lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I've traveled some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I've been a bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never have a dime for gin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Left to make my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told her I can't stay to see my children poor as sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It leads straight into Cairo 22 miles straight ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't I can't walk down this road to Cairo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're better thinkin' I'm dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I been travelin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gone a long long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what I'd find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared of what I'd find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't just can't walk down this road."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575085958789472210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ziLh3egCZAQ/TV6vJDXqH9I/AAAAAAAACmU/5EaMZyhO6v8/s400/David%2BAckles%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma muito peculiar "road song" narrada por um "hobo" que apanha uma boleia com a intenção de regressar a casa, mas que vai mudando de opinião à medida que a estrada estreita e a canção evolui, "The road to Cairo" ( no estado americano de West Virginia ) foi publicada pela primeira vez no álbum homónimo de David Ackles ( Elektra EKS 74022 ) em Junho de 1968 ( foto acima ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Excelente ( um dos mais perfeitos painéis de "crónicas americanas" publicados em disco ) e sobretudo diferente ( as prestações do orgão de Michael Fonfara em "His name is Andrew" e "Be my friend" permanecem enormes ), "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;David Ackles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" passou olimpicamente incógnito até que Julie Driscoll, Brian Auger &amp;amp; Trinity" levaram a sua versão de "The road to Cairo" até aos tops europeus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em 1971, depois de Spooky Tooth e Barry Dransfield terem publicado com sucesso as suas interpretações de "Down river" e "Be my friend" respectivamente, a Elektra decidiu-se por uma segunda prensagem do álbum. Para aproveitar a onda, rebaptizou-o de "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The road to Cairo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" e, numa tentativa de se adequar aoa tempos, substituiu o design pioneiro da capa ( William S. Harvey ) por uma fotografia ( Guy Webster ) mais de acordo com o conceito "singer songwriter" então prevalecente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575085824278325570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQp6n2iZT9w/TV6vBORs6UI/AAAAAAAACmM/8rOZEhSHA2M/s400/david_ackles_road_to_cairo_cover.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-2505259816170675859?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2505259816170675859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2505259816170675859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/killers-angels-refugees-24.html' title='Killers, Angels, Refugees ( 24 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YDAcdRGSH0/TV6vOM-UM7I/AAAAAAAACmc/3suIaRFJ838/s72-c/David%2Backl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6380366561965454138</id><published>2011-02-15T17:24:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-15T17:48:03.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Skelton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compilações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wyrdstone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Barleycorn reborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rowan Amber Mill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dark Britannica'/><title type='text'>"We bring you a King with a head of gold: Dark Britannica II"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4j-HAUE_pA/TVq5aD2xTOI/AAAAAAAACmE/AC-dLUA1NNQ/s1600/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573971346187177186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4j-HAUE_pA/TVq5aD2xTOI/AAAAAAAACmE/AC-dLUA1NNQ/s400/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ao longo de séculos, e mais recentemente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;com maior ou menor visibilidade, as culturas celta e anglo-saxónica mantiveram&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;vivo o ritual pagão da celebração anual das colheitas ( “Lughnasadh” para os celtas, “Lammas” para os saxões ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;No mundo de hoje,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o manutenção desta tradição pode muito bem significar mais do que um mero acto de preservação cultural levado a cabo por meia dúzia de freaks. Por muito que custe aos apóstolos do modernaço e às mulheres a dias das novas tecnologias, o&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;futuro, tal como o passado, passará pela terra enquanto instrumento fundamental da sobrevivência. Resta saber se quando mais dela precisarmos, ainda dispomos da água necessária para a manter fecunda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573971262142622818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewBTqdPsr2A/TVq5VKw_LGI/AAAAAAAACl8/LsTASrzPDUo/s400/Digitalizar0003%2B%252811%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tal como &lt;a href="http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2008/06/john-barleycorn-reborn.html"&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Barleycorn Reborn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” &lt;/a&gt;em 2008, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We bring you a King with a head of gold: Dark&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Britannica II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;””&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;é um duplo CD que se debruça sobre estes temas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e que recorre – simultaneamente divulgando – aos músicos britânicos que comungam de idênticas preocupações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;E nesse particular “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark Britannica II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é uma compilação absolutamente admirável, quer no conteúdo quer na forma. Ao tema nuclear – as colheitas – junta-se um significativo conjunto de canções de cariz tradicional, verdadeiras janelas com vista para a história da Britannia, factual ou suportada nas suas lendas ancestrais. E aqui, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;entre as inevitáveis “murder ballads” e profusas referências históricas, podemos encontrar velhas personagens do imaginário popular como Arthur/Guinnevere, o Mafarrico, Jack in the Green / Green Man, Black Sarah, King Owen, Jack the Mommet, Ceres…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573971163637642738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MvGKpgGqXCc/TVq5PbzkdfI/AAAAAAAACl0/4tk3M5gjuWs/s400/Digitalizar0004%2B%252810%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Do lado dos protagonistas, os músicos, para além de favoritos do Atalho como The Rowen Amber Mill, Wyrdstone ou Richard Skelton, é um prazer reencontrar as prestações de Drohne, Corncrow &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ou Tinkerscuss ( repescados de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;John Barleycorn Reborn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ). Mas é sobretudo um gosto descobrir nomes como Cernunnos Rising ( George Nicholas será um Scott Walker convertido ao folk britânico ?? ), Laienda, Kate Harrison, Mama, Telling the Bees, Magicfolk, Philip Butler &amp;amp; Natasha Tranter, The Kittiwakes ou Richard Masters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tudo o que atrás fica escrito é mais do que suficiente para recomendar "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark Britannica II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". Não obstante o CD cumpre e bem aquela que é a principal função de uma verdadeira compilação: fornece abundantes pistas sobre nomes que doutra forma talvez nunca viéssemos a descobrir.&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/1813808582302307010-6380366561965454138?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6380366561965454138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6380366561965454138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-bring-you-king-with-head-of-gold.html' title='&quot;We bring you a King with a head of gold: Dark Britannica II&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X4j-HAUE_pA/TVq5aD2xTOI/AAAAAAAACmE/AC-dLUA1NNQ/s72-c/Digitalizar0002%2B%252810%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-7880583686914919661</id><published>2011-02-13T13:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:23:04.096Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>"Endless Trip"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QK1dAo4QYg/TVfaobFbUTI/AAAAAAAAClk/xMRHJSLjgLM/s1600/Endless%2BTrip.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573163451894419762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QK1dAo4QYg/TVfaobFbUTI/AAAAAAAAClk/xMRHJSLjgLM/s400/Endless%2BTrip.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Enquanto &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2009/05/galactic-ramble.html"&gt;“Galactic Ramble” &lt;/a&gt;se foca nas músicas folk, jazz, blues e rock britânicas, o seu irmão gémeo, “Endless Trip” , &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;perfilhando a mesma estrutura, replica-o para os EUA e Canadá.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O texto introdutório de Lenny Kaye é interessante embora não tão determinante quanto outros textos do autor. Sempre que localizadas, a reprodução das críticas publicadas à data da edição dos discos são em si mesmas um instrumento que, entre outras coisas, permite ajuizar até que ponto estes álbuns se encontram ou não datados. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Será certamente um preconceito meu, mas estou a esforçar-me bastante para perceber a inclusão de algumas referências ao pop e ao soul . O editor ( Richard Morton Jack ) terá por certo as suas razões, mas não &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;andarei muito longe da realidade se afirmar que a esmagadora maioria dos interessados no conteúdo deste livro deverá ter um interesse “marginal” nos Jackson 5, por exemplo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dito isto, é justo referir que o livro denota particular cuidado com os &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;detalhes, desde logo os históricos, constituindo mais uma magnifica fonte de informação para todos os que se interessam por estas coisas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1813808582302307010-7880583686914919661?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7880583686914919661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/7880583686914919661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/endless-trip.html' title='&quot;Endless Trip&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QK1dAo4QYg/TVfaobFbUTI/AAAAAAAAClk/xMRHJSLjgLM/s72-c/Endless%2BTrip.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-2308135166139206331</id><published>2011-02-09T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-09T16:38:54.548Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 25 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNWiX_hS-I/AAAAAAAACgU/Wi67lDanMS4/s1600/Carol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558381513661303778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNWiX_hS-I/AAAAAAAACgU/Wi67lDanMS4/s400/Carol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolanne Pegg - "S/t" ( Transatlantic TRA 266 ) UK 1973&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Open the door" ( Judy Collins )&lt;/div&gt;- "A witch's guide to the underground"&lt;br /&gt;- "Mouse and the crow"&lt;br /&gt;- "The sapphire"&lt;br /&gt;- "Fair fortune's star"&lt;br /&gt;- "Clancy's song"&lt;br /&gt;- "The Lady and the well" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- "Wycoller"&lt;br /&gt;- "The lizard"&lt;br /&gt;- "Man of war"&lt;br /&gt;- "Winter people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carolanne Pegg&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz, violino, harmonium e guitarra acústica ) com Albert Lee ( guitarra e teclas ), Keith Nelson ( banjos ), Dave Peacock ( baixo e guitarra acústica ), Alan Eden ( bateria e percussão ), Michael Lavelle ( violoncelo ) e Paul Rowan ( harmónica ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produção de Fritz Fryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capa: Ann Sullivan, Ruan O'Lochlainn/Ray O'Brien ( fotos e design ), Humphrey Weightman ( foto no interior )&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/1813808582302307010-2308135166139206331?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2308135166139206331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/2308135166139206331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost-nuggets-25.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 25 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TSNWiX_hS-I/AAAAAAAACgU/Wi67lDanMS4/s72-c/Carol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-8001429188501115341</id><published>2011-02-06T16:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-06T17:01:01.265Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Howlin Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Forbes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David D&apos; Andrea'/><title type='text'>Howlin Rain "The Good Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TU7TDy8IASI/AAAAAAAAClM/p_0JF25YamE/s1600/Howlin%2BRain%2BEP.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570621851270906146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TU7TDy8IASI/AAAAAAAAClM/p_0JF25YamE/s400/Howlin%2BRain%2BEP.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1973. Em plena fase “místico / sci–fi”, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Kantner&lt;/strong&gt; escreveu “Your mind has left the body”, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hino silencioso que incluiu no alinhamento do desigual “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baron von Tollbooth &amp;amp; The Chrome Nun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Hoje, sempre que me cruzo com os &lt;strong&gt;Howlin Rain&lt;/strong&gt;, a canção regressa do passado. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A banda de Ethan Miller é capaz vez mais um corpo de&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;convictos psiconautas&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( “riders of the rainbow” diria Kantner )&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que levita acima da sua própria entidade física.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Por via das opções escolhidas e do trabalho de casa rigoroso e minucioso, alimenta e alimenta-se do espírito da melhor música americana dos 70s e, a partir desse desiderato, constrói uma sonoridade que tem a sua génese no psicadelismo mas que se posiciona muito para além dele.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O EP “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” é mais um capítulo de uma saga que tanto pode ter origem nos Finchley Boys e Allman Brothers, como em Hendrix e Sly Stone. Fronteiras amplas que desde logo deixam antever um terceiro CD porventura ainda mais próximo do blues e do gospel que os anteriores. A ver vamos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por fim, se nenhuma outra razão existisse, o artwork da capa de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" ( autoria de &lt;a href="http://archaicrevivalsf.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alan Forbes e David d’Andrea &lt;/a&gt;) seria razão mais do que suficiente para o Atalho o referenciar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1813808582302307010-8001429188501115341?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8001429188501115341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/8001429188501115341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/howlin-rain-good-life.html' title='Howlin Rain &quot;The Good Life&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TU7TDy8IASI/AAAAAAAAClM/p_0JF25YamE/s72-c/Howlin%2BRain%2BEP.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3196364844953654051</id><published>2011-02-01T16:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-01T16:00:08.864Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compilações'/><title type='text'>Fading Yellow Volume 10 "The better side"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUWThn6LkgI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xg6_iNLkAwE/s1600/Fading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568018720171463170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUWThn6LkgI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xg6_iNLkAwE/s400/Fading.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Com maior ou menor intermitência o autor das compilações “&lt;strong&gt;Fading Yellow&lt;/strong&gt;” vai contando a sua versão da história do psicadelismo 60s / 70s.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Dedicando particular atenção ao “soft psych”, o respectivo &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volume 10 &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“The better side”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;saltita de país, de continente ( Austrália, UK, Suécia, Holanda, França, Noruega, Espanha, Alemanha ), por vezes alimentado de elevadas doses de sacarina e, quando é bom – como nos temas &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;recuperados &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ted Mulry, Wilfred, Freedom,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gerry Morris , Bengt &amp;amp; Pontus ou Ronnie Bird &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- , é mesmo muito bom. Mas como nem tudo o que brilha é ouro, às vezes lá calha ser bastante mau.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;Não sendo essencial, proporciona&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;uma visão diferente do psicadelismo da época&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/1813808582302307010-3196364844953654051?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3196364844953654051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3196364844953654051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/02/fading-yellow-volume-10-better-side.html' title='Fading Yellow Volume 10 &quot;The better side&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUWThn6LkgI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xg6_iNLkAwE/s72-c/Fading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-5328450770659150157</id><published>2011-01-29T16:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:52:49.562Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychedelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artefactos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Artefactos ( 12 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Embora algo incipiente a primeira tentativa para escrever a história do psicadelismo ( USA e UK ) foi levada a cabo por &lt;strong&gt;Vernon Joynson&lt;/strong&gt; em 1984, através de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Acid Trip, a Complete Guide to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psychedelic Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Babylon Books ).&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565801559117810066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2zB3WISZI/AAAAAAAACj4/dhjswg2aaNw/s400/the_acid_trip_cover.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Rapidamente se percebeu que de “completo” o guia tinha muito pouco e o próprio Joynson – depois de uma nova incursão falhada com “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Flashback, After the Acid Trip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Borderline Productions, 1988 ) – optou por colocar no título um termo mais abrangente &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e partiu para a série “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuzz, Acid and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flowers, a Comprehensive Guide to American Garage, Psychedelic and Hippie Rock 1964-1975&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, cuja primeira edição surgiu em 1993.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565801461746162562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2y8Mm624I/AAAAAAAACjw/20ItjK9K8X0/s400/Fuzz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Porém o trabalho mais consistente e factualmente competente sobre o psicadelismo americano foi publicado em língua francesa no inicio dos 90s. “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Rock Psychedelique American 1966-1973&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” foi compilado e escrito por &lt;strong&gt;Philippe Thieyre&lt;/strong&gt; e lançado pela alternativa &lt;strong&gt;Editions Parallèles&lt;/strong&gt; cuja livraria / discoteca ainda hoje mantém as portas abertas no número &lt;a href="http://www.librairie-paralleles.com/"&gt;47 da Rue Saint-Honoré &lt;/a&gt;em Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565801343191156354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2y1S9NBoI/AAAAAAAACjo/dj3hFj8SbQ4/s400/livro.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;O “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volume 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( letras A a L ) foi posto à venda em 1991 e incluía um EP com temas de Condello, Glass Family, Dragonfly e Growing Concern. O “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volume 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ( Letras M a Z ) seguiu-o cerca de dois anos depois. Ambos desapareceram num ápice, como que dando razão a um velho amigo que a propósito destas coisas resmunga um aforismo muito pessoal: “quem comprou comprou, quem não comprou tivesse comprado, estava lá era para isso”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565801232100127986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2yu1HCdPI/AAAAAAAACjg/XVoCsTKkB3U/s400/Livro%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Por fim devo confessar que vinte anos, vários guias e enciclopédias depois, quando &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;procuro algo sobre este assunto, Philippe Thieyre é sempre a primeira fonte consultada. Quanto a factos, mas sobretudo no que à opinião diz respeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565800081497109842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2xr2x5tVI/AAAAAAAACi8/Kt0fofWR3g8/s400/Livro%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Creio que não valerá de muito procurarem as edições originais do trabalho ( nem mesmo junto das melhores “ourivesarias” ), mas com um pouco de paciência e de sorte ainda deve ser possível localizar a reedição de 2000 que, com uma nova e muito apelativa capa dura, compila os dois volumes anteriores.&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/1813808582302307010-5328450770659150157?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5328450770659150157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/5328450770659150157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/01/artefactos-12.html' title='Artefactos ( 12 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TT2zB3WISZI/AAAAAAAACj4/dhjswg2aaNw/s72-c/the_acid_trip_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-3294666533008290229</id><published>2011-01-26T18:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:09:05.308Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teeth of the Sea'/><title type='text'>Teeth of The Sea "Your Mercury"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUBibjWOudI/AAAAAAAACkI/v0mN9kFgD0w/s1600/teethofsea-mercury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566557364914403794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUBibjWOudI/AAAAAAAACkI/v0mN9kFgD0w/s400/teethofsea-mercury.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Mercury&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” anda há semanas a entrar e a sair do leitor de cds. É um excelente disco e algo me diz que devia gostar mais dele, em lugar de apenas o apreciar a espaços. A verdade porém é que&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o primeiro, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orphaned by the ocean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;deixou marcas profundíssimas aqui pelo Atalho. Inevitavelmente, tudo o que vier a seguir é prejudicado na comparação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;“Transfinite” é uma magnifica peça de psicadelismo electrónico. “Midas Rex” e “Mothlike” são &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lugares onde o krautrock &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e moderna “ambient music” se interceptam. “Hovis Coil” é tão bom que poderia fazer parte de “Orphaned”, enquanto &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Horses with hands” propala &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uma atmosfera que não seria estranha ao Brian Eno de “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before and after science&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” ou “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taking tiger mountain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;"  &gt;Mas pelo meio há “The Ambassador”, “A.C.R.O.N.Y.M.” e “You’re Mercury”; concessões &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;porventura excessivas a Morricone e &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ao Prog. Corpos estranhos que afectam de forma significativa o equilíbrio visionário anterior e que se &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;perdem no equivoco que sempre é a música de dança. E eu que quando algo me sugere Pet Shop Boys ou “drum ‘n’ bass” pelo logo na carabina, acho sinceramente que “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercury&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” teria sido um tremendíssimo mini-LP. Assim sendo, resta-me programar o leitor de cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-3294666533008290229?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3294666533008290229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/3294666533008290229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/01/teeth-of-sea-your-mercury.html' title='Teeth of The Sea &quot;Your Mercury&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TUBibjWOudI/AAAAAAAACkI/v0mN9kFgD0w/s72-c/teethofsea-mercury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813808582302307010.post-6405400732565888204</id><published>2011-01-23T10:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-23T10:40:37.745Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Nuggets'/><title type='text'>Lost Nuggets ( 24 )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TPPdnDuaeMI/AAAAAAAACcs/d0E4iOV52-Q/s1600/Andrew%2BLeigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545019229307828418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TPPdnDuaeMI/AAAAAAAACcs/d0E4iOV52-Q/s400/Andrew%2BLeigh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew Leigh "Magician" ( Polydor 2343 034 ) UK 1970&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Magician" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Get myself together" ( Westlake )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Goin' out to the west" ( Westlake )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Solitaire" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Windy Baker Street" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Take me back"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Leaving song"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Fresh brown eggs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Up the U.S.A"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew Leigh&lt;/strong&gt; ( canções, voz, baixo, piano, melotron, guitarra, percussão e banjo ), Bryn Hayward ( guitarras ), Kevin Westlake ( voz, bateria, guitarras e baixo ), Reggie King ( voz e piano ), Gordon Jackson ( sitar ), Gary Farr ( guitarra e harmónica ), Mike Kellie ( tamborim e bateria ), Brian Godding ( guitarra eléctrica ), Tony Priestland ( saxofone, flauta e oboé ) e Gary Wright ( piano eléctrico ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Produção de Andrew Leigh e T. Yason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Capa: Foto ( contracapa ) de Ray Stevenson; design/artwork de Paul Whitehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813808582302307010-6405400732565888204?l=atalhodesons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6405400732565888204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813808582302307010/posts/default/6405400732565888204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalhodesons.blogspot.com/2011/01/lost-nuggets-24.html' title='Lost Nuggets ( 24 )'/><author><name>Luis Peixoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06683316824965512931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/SdJcjs7unqI/AAAAAAAABCA/Peb5pu1sWKk/S220/Work+Susanne+Kelly+2002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYn-U_X3igw/TPPdnDuaeMI/AAAAAAAACcs/d0E4iOV52-Q/s72-c/Andrew%2BLeigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
