sábado, abril 30, 2016
sexta-feira, abril 29, 2016
quinta-feira, abril 28, 2016
quarta-feira, abril 27, 2016
Peter Gabriel - Biko
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In Police Room 619 Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja - The man is dead The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja, - The man is dead The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flame begins to catch
The wind will blow it higher Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja - The man is dead - The man is dead
terça-feira, abril 26, 2016
segunda-feira, abril 25, 2016
domingo, abril 24, 2016
sábado, abril 23, 2016
sexta-feira, abril 22, 2016
quinta-feira, abril 21, 2016
quarta-feira, abril 20, 2016
terça-feira, abril 19, 2016
segunda-feira, abril 18, 2016
domingo, abril 17, 2016
sábado, abril 16, 2016
sexta-feira, abril 15, 2016
Ian Dury & The Blockheads: Peel Session 1977
1. Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll (0:07)
2. Clevor Trevor (4:12)
3. Sweet Gene Vincent (9:23)
4. Blockheads (13:10)
quinta-feira, abril 14, 2016
The Redskins: Peel Session 9th October 1982
Kick Over The Statues
The Peasant Army
Reds Strike The Blues
Unionize
quarta-feira, abril 13, 2016
terça-feira, abril 12, 2016
segunda-feira, abril 11, 2016
domingo, abril 10, 2016
sábado, abril 09, 2016
sexta-feira, abril 08, 2016
quarta-feira, abril 06, 2016
Sonic Youth: Peel Session 1988
1. Psycho Mafia (0:07)
2. Rowche Rumble (2:20)
3. Victoria (6:18)
4. My New House (9:03)
terça-feira, abril 05, 2016
segunda-feira, abril 04, 2016
domingo, abril 03, 2016
Courtney Barnett - Kim's Caravan
Watermarks on the ceiling
I can see Jesus and he's frowning at me
I see a dead seal on the beach
The old man says he's already saved it three times this week
Guess it just wants to die
I would wanna die too
With people putting oil into my air
But to be fair, I've done my share
Guess everybody's got their different point of view
I was walking down Sunset Strip,
Phillip Island, not Los Angeles
Got me some hot chips and a cold drink
Took a sandy seat on the shore
There's a paper on the ground,
it makes my headache quite profound
As I read it out aloud
It said "The Great Barrier Reef it ain't so great anymore
It's been raped beyond belief, the dredgers treat it like a whore"
I drank 'til I was sinking, sank 'til I was thinking
That I'm thankful for this view
We either think that we're invincible or that we are invisible
When realistically we're somewhere in between
We all think that we're nobody but everybody is somebody else's somebody
Don't ask me what I really mean
I am just a reflection
Of what you really wanna see
So take what you want from me
So take what you want from me
Satellites on the ceiling
I can see Jesus and she's smiling at me
All I wanna say is...
sábado, abril 02, 2016
sexta-feira, abril 01, 2016
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