<?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-18371827</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:22:36.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Lado B</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113390144804208813</id><published>2005-12-06T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:37:28.053Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIR PLAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem longo era aquele veiculo que tanto demorou a passar.Segue-se-lhe algo que me pressegue desde que o descobri: A Acupunctura em Odemira, pelo Zeca, porque cada vez são mais os dias em que ainda bem que qualquer coisa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113390144804208813?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113390144804208813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113390144804208813' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113390144804208813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113390144804208813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/12/air-play-bem-longo-era-aquele-veiculo.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113278475892428590</id><published>2005-11-23T22:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:25:58.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Long Vehicle - No Smoking Orechestra&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113278475892428590?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113278475892428590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113278475892428590' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113278475892428590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113278475892428590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/11/air-play-long-vehicle-no-smoking.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113278463962230538</id><published>2005-11-23T22:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:23:59.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://amnesia.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/nso_portugal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://amnesia.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/nso_portugal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUSIKA, AGRESIÓ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A musica não o é. É barulho, é alegria contagiante, é caos, é loucura que faz sentido na puta da loucura à nossa volta. Quando a música é um gerador de catarse, como acontece no caso da &lt;a href="http://www.yu4you.com/items/en/cd/item_679.html"&gt;No Smoking Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;, ela torna-se uma celebração da vida. E ainda bem, porque a vida é um milagre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113278463962230538?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113278463962230538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113278463962230538' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113278463962230538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113278463962230538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/11/musika-agresi-musica-no-o.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113249061602368636</id><published>2005-11-20T12:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:48:15.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Heroin", Lou Reed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho umas quantas versões desta canção, aque está a passar é tocada ao vivo e é retirada da colectania NYC Man.&lt;br /&gt;Não por acaso decidi colocar esta primeiro.Heroin é a melhor canção que já ouvi.Se a musica é a transmissão de sentimentos, ideias e emoções atraves de sons, ela consegue faze-lo como nenhuma outra.Ao ouvi-la senti-me na pele de um heroinómano. E porque vale a pena, fica a letra tambem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t know just where I’m going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I’m gonna try for the kingdom, if I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;’cause it makes me feel like I’m a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I put a spike into my vein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’ll tell ya, things aren’t quite the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I’m rushing on my run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I feel just like jesus’ son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have made the big decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m gonna try to nullify my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;’cause when the blood begins to flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it shoots up the dropper’s neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I’m closing in on death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you can’t help me not, you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can all go take a walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish that I was born a thousand years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish that I’d sail the darkened seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a great big clipper ship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Going from this land here to that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a sailor’s suit and cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Away from the big city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where a man can not be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of all of the evils of this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And of himself, and those around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and I guess that I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heroin, be the death of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heroin, it’s my wife and it’s my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because a mainer to my vein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leads to a center in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then I’m better off and dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because when the smack begins to flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really don’t care anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About all the jim-jim’s in this town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the politicians makin’ crazy sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everybody puttin’ everybody else down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;’cause when the smack begins to flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I really don’t care anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, when the heroin is in my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that blood is in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then thank God that I’m as good as dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then thank your God that I’m not aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And thank God that I just don’t care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I guess I just don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113249061602368636?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113249061602368636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113249061602368636' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113249061602368636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113249061602368636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/11/air-play-heroin-lou-reed-tenho-umas.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113249013139668958</id><published>2005-11-20T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:35:31.406Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A walk on the wilde side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nndb.com/people/391/000024319/lou-reed-sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/391/000024319/lou-reed-sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca fui fã de ser fã. É uma condição que implica uma certa estupidez latente e uma dose valente acriticismo. Contudo sou admirador, e de entre o que admiro, se fosse para ser fã de algo, o Sr.Reed seria o candidato melhor colocado para desempenhar tão prestigioso cargo. Descobri Reed e os Velvet's por acaso. Noite de copos, bairro alto, alguem se sai com um "Hey man, take a walk on the wilde side", e aquilo que era uma referência vaga, transforma-se em curiosidade e, posteriormente, numa admiração convicta pelo génio criativo de Lou. E muito tenho eu gingado pela rua ao som do Lou Reed.Quem quiser mais que se informe &lt;a href="http://www.loureed.org/"&gt;aqui.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não felei por acaso de Reed.Ele Foi o primeiro, porque ele é o primeiro, e é sua criação a canção que se segue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113249013139668958?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113249013139668958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113249013139668958' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113249013139668958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113249013139668958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/11/walk-on-wilde-side-nunca-fui-f-de-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18371827.post-113248856649739965</id><published>2005-11-20T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:09:26.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ou presunção e  água benta, cada um toma a que quer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem vindo ao lado B.É de música que se trata, espécie de cancioneiro pessoal. Como o nome indica aqui foge-se ao grande hit por feitio torto de quem escreve. Não quer dizer que não venha a aparecer o ocasional sucesso radiofónico, ou que se fale apenas de canções do género "Rain no more on the sidewalk" dos "Sarcastic Pillow" , o novo projecto do ex-guitarrista dos "Mandioca Blues". Sou pretensioso, mas não tanto. Aqui fala-se de boa música, tão somente isso. Sou como o Duke Elington, há a boa musica e há a outra, eu gosto da boa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18371827-113248856649739965?l=cantogeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/113248856649739965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18371827&amp;postID=113248856649739965' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113248856649739965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18371827/posts/default/113248856649739965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantogeneral.blogspot.com/2005/11/ou-presuno-e-gua-benta-cada-um-toma.html' title=''/><author><name>jsilvestre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08389291882548994527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
