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The Man'/><category term='Indie Rock'/><category term='Rock'/><category term='Chocolate Rain'/><category term='Pale Blue Eyes'/><category term='Caravan Palace'/><category term='29'/><category term='Indie Pop'/><category term='Jeff Buckley'/><category term='Science for Girls'/><category term='John Zorn'/><category term='Phoenix'/><category term='Only Man'/><category term='Indie Portugal'/><category term='Ratatat'/><category term='Mountain Mocha Kilimanjaro'/><category term='blues-rock'/><category term='Qotsa'/><category term='These New Puritans'/><category term='Dead Weather'/><category term='Air'/><category term='Grizzly Bear'/><category term='Experimental.'/><category term='Birdy Nam Nam'/><category term='Strokes'/><category term='Built To Spill'/><category term='Sagamartha'/><category term='Arcade Fire'/><category term='História'/><category term='Truckin&apos;'/><category term='Editors'/><category term='Kasabian'/><category term='Indie Folk'/><category term='This Is Happening'/><category term='Emocional'/><category term='Clash'/><category term='Beck'/><category term='Au Revoir Simone'/><category term='Reggae'/><title type='text'>oINDIEpendente</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1566082341603635461</id><published>2011-10-07T18:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T08:23:41.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mão Morta - Budapeste</title><content type='html'>Em tempos em que o lema é "o que é nacional é bom", o qual concordo, deixo aqui uma reliquia para relembrar o rock'n'roll tuga. E como é fim de semana - mais um vodka pátestar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LyYqnMMrhJE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1566082341603635461?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1566082341603635461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1566082341603635461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/10/mao-morta-budapeste.html' title='Mão Morta - Budapeste'/><author><name>Luis Matias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18073298714459612877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0MYdKE6-FM4/SYjfw_8qcLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gMcM_6jELnk/S220/DoesItOffendYouYeah%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LyYqnMMrhJE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7416344383511001742</id><published>2011-09-27T22:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T22:08:11.974+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psicadelico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental'/><title type='text'>Ataxia - descoordenando e desequilibrando</title><content type='html'>Epá! Trago aqui hoje no bolso (ou em cima mesa, em formato em mp3), um projecto que pronto, é de ouvir e deixar fluir,&amp;nbsp;psicadélico&amp;nbsp;e louco, tudo good old cenas. Ataxia, ou como quem diz, um projecto de John Frusciante, antigo &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Hot_Chili_Peppers"&gt;RHCP&lt;/a&gt;. Ele que sempre teve uma queda para projectos a solo, iniciou este Ataxia em 2004, lançando um LP e mais tarde, em 2007, realizou um segundo trabalho. Link para a wiki &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ataxia_(band)"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui dois aperitivos para quem ainda não tomou uma refeição, ou sobremesas, para o reciproco.&lt;br /&gt;Do primeiro trabalho, porque no meu ver é o mais bonito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D3bjZbbZM8Q" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YGG68iqGUVM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Experimental, louco e sei lá mais o quê, mas merece um cantinho em algum dos nos nossos&amp;nbsp;diapositivos&amp;nbsp;reprodutores de audio digital!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7416344383511001742?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7416344383511001742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7416344383511001742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/09/ataxia-descoordenando-e-desequilibrando.html' title='Ataxia - descoordenando e desequilibrando'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D3bjZbbZM8Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5913158396767535679</id><published>2011-08-15T11:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:25:01.064+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Björk'/><title type='text'>voltar a Björk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tinha dezasseis anos quando chateei muito os meus pais para ir ver Björk ao Hype@Meco. Foram levar-me e buscar-me, era a primeira vez que ia a um festival de música com amigos. Ouvia o &lt;i&gt;Homogenic&lt;/i&gt; e o &lt;i&gt;Vespertine&lt;/i&gt; em loop, na altura. Com o passar do tempo, a artista saiu da minha lista de preferências, em parte porque não percebia onde queria chegar. As melodias, as letras e as técnicas começaram a parecer-me repetitivas e não me seduziam - demasiada natureza, tininins e variações passivo-agressivas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem, à espera do autocarro - longa espera, btw; não desejo a experiência de transporte público maltês a ninguém -, saturada das pastas que tinha no ipod, sintonizei rádio no primeiro e talvez único posto não untzcapuntz disponível. A melhor das surpresas: uma entrevista com a em-tempos-minha-artista-favorita para me fazer regressar a ela com renovados olhos e orelhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Biophilia&lt;/i&gt; (mais um desses esoterismos científicos, felizmente sem o famigerado "quântico" à mistura) dá título ao novo álbum de Björk, a sair Setembro próximo. O sururu em torno das suas novidades técnicas pode ser desgastante: sim, a artista não recorre "instrumentos convencionais", sim, ela gosta de touchscreens e de ipads, pois, a apple preparou-lhe uns apps quaisquer novos para compor música. &lt;i&gt;So what?&lt;/i&gt; Por muito que aprecie o empreendimento técnico, tudo isto me pareceria muito vão se não tivesse ouvido a entrevista e os propósitos de &lt;i&gt;Biophilia&lt;/i&gt; por Björk, ela própria, muito esperta, clara e sensível, inteligentemente interrogada pela tipa do The Strand. Espera-nos então um álbum &lt;i&gt;post-moaning&lt;/i&gt;, de soluções estéticas para lutas musicais, pessoais e políticas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Deixo-vos os link para a entrevista (&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p00j84dz#p00jp6j7"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;) e uma música de amor sobre vírus, generativa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b9xsp-zvzsM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porque música generativa não se ensaia, é com ainda maior expectativa que fico à espera de ver Björk de novo. E desta vez conduzo eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5913158396767535679?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5913158396767535679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5913158396767535679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/08/voltar-bjork.html' title='voltar a Björk'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b9xsp-zvzsM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7432079294095292351</id><published>2011-06-28T15:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:40:05.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk Culture</title><content type='html'>Já a minha avó dizia - nunca se deve falar de mais - pois tudo o que é em excesso pode desvirtuar o que realmente interessa! E realmente posso afirmar que ela tem razão! Os Junk Culture lançaram este ano o 2º album (Summer Friends) onde o estilo virou totalmente para o indie e passaram um pano sobre as raizes do 1º album (West Coast) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º album 'West Coast'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IE7Tdu71QGA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é que este segundo album esteja mau mas o 1º tinha-me deixado demasiado entusiasmado com este tipos para aguentar tal choque, mas aos poucos lá me vou habituando e esperando pelo 3º para ver para ver para onde eles se viram agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º album 'Summer Friends'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KPBW9faMkWQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh e nunca se deve falar de mais pois no 1º mal existem vozes e no 2º são uma constante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7432079294095292351?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7432079294095292351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7432079294095292351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/06/junk-culture.html' title='Junk Culture'/><author><name>Luis Matias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18073298714459612877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0MYdKE6-FM4/SYjfw_8qcLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gMcM_6jELnk/S220/DoesItOffendYouYeah%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IE7Tdu71QGA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2048397828064524057</id><published>2011-06-09T15:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T15:50:43.674+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bajo Fundo Tango Club</title><content type='html'>"una copa de vino, un porrito y﻿ buen sexo....! q puede ser mejor.....................y de fondo un buen tango chill out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando li este comentário, durante 5:11 estive em pleno Buenos Aires num dos clubes de tango com um copo de vinho chileno, um porro jamaicano e uma bela mulher argentina, e que pena que tenho ser só 5:11 min, pois podia ser uma vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WBvL9u9dHb0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2048397828064524057?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2048397828064524057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2048397828064524057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/06/bajo-fundo-tango-club.html' title='Bajo Fundo Tango Club'/><author><name>Luis Matias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18073298714459612877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0MYdKE6-FM4/SYjfw_8qcLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gMcM_6jELnk/S220/DoesItOffendYouYeah%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WBvL9u9dHb0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1640587968743862338</id><published>2011-06-01T17:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T17:32:26.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Primitive Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se eles fossem norte-americanos, onde estariam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yx3dskTjId4" width="480"&gt;&amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;Pro&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Provavelmente, na América do Norte?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1640587968743862338?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1640587968743862338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1640587968743862338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/06/primitive-reason.html' title='Primitive Reason'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yx3dskTjId4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-9167903036822859256</id><published>2011-06-01T11:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T11:02:43.241+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonic Youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lumerians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drone'/><title type='text'>Lumerians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A arte de hipnotizar está reservada a certos indivíduos que usam uma medalha presa por um fio, com uma espiral desenhada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The area around the stage was packed with people swaying back and forth on their feet as if hypnotized by the music. The band had a projector set up that contributed to the tripped out atmosphere by displaying floor to ceiling shots of spinning spirals and moving patterns. Their set was tantamount to listening to the soundtrack from an epic science fiction movie about a jungle on another planet. &lt;/i&gt;Disse um senhor reporter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venham de lá, ó Lumerians, que eu reservo um espaço na minha agenda (super populada) para marcar presença na sessão de hipnose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sFQJOfOMsmQ" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ozznS-lGslo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/265031262373791264-9167903036822859256?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/9167903036822859256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/9167903036822859256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/06/lumerians.html' title='Lumerians'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sFQJOfOMsmQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4263329209022008180</id><published>2011-05-27T11:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:52:37.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Antlers - Burst Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luzes refletem no alcatrão o cansaço da noite. A vida é tão mais fácil no banco de trás. Encostar a cabeça no vidro. O carro está cheio daquele silêncio acolhedor que só amigos adormecidos conseguem dar. A música começa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lWbdsa3H_h8" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes - só às vezes - a vida faz sentido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4263329209022008180?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4263329209022008180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4263329209022008180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/05/antlers-burst-apart.html' title='The Antlers - Burst Apart'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lWbdsa3H_h8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4686272453630316055</id><published>2011-05-25T21:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:50:35.581+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bardo Pond - Ticket Crystals (2006): Um boa prenda para o dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E provavelmente vais matá-la. O que para alguns pode ser a melhor prenda para o dia do Filho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se no final da primeira faixa (Destroying Angel) ela ainda estiver viva, então orgulhem-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Porque se a vossa mãe conseguiu sobreviver aquela dose de dor, pus, sangue e morte, merece viver para ouvir o resto do álbum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E falar da droga é cliché. É. Mas o ouvinte cauteloso vai certamente encontrar uma nova medida para a pesar, embalar e comercializar. Essa medida é o camião. Os Bardo Pond transportam nas suas veias um camiãozinho cheio de LSD e nós absorvemo-lo como uma transfusão sanguínea pelos tímpanos. E as nossas santas mãezinhas também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se a distorção da guitarra é capaz de fazer o vosso primo afastado que mora na Austrália trepar às paredes como um Yorkshire Terrier com medo de morrer quando passam este álbum no vosso estéreo, talvez as vozes e os ecos o façam rebuscar nos confins mais profundos da sua massa cinzenta que a construção civil não é sítio para quem pinta as unhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais informo que a cover dos Beatles, Cry Baby Cry, vem só confirmar de forma veemente que este álbum é efectivamente dedicado à nossa mãe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os Bardo Pond não conseguem vir à Europa porque a alfândega americana é muito rígida. Se tocarem no aeroporto para fazer render o bilhete do avião, talvez muita gente enlouqueça e os besouros de metal sosseguem uma vez na vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dvbbOgWa3Ks" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/265031262373791264-4686272453630316055?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4686272453630316055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4686272453630316055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/05/bardo-pond-ticket-crystals2006-um-boa.html' title='Bardo Pond - Ticket Crystals (2006): Um boa prenda para o dia da Mãe'/><author><name>João Constantino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315626711904847721</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://web.tagus.ist.utl.pt/~joao.nascimento/bush.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dvbbOgWa3Ks/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1653557267160168134</id><published>2011-05-20T15:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:51:16.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MUNK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Ó tempo volta para trás! para poder aproveitar todos os momentos únicos que passei contigo! Não te apetece o mesmo? - diz ela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Não, eu estou bem aqui e agora! Gosto de olhar em frente e ver no horizonte o que novo se produz! - diz ele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Então e os jantares romanticos e todo o amor explosivo que já passou, já não te interessa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Não, quer dizer sim, isto é, interessa mas não agora que estou a ouvir MUNK! - diz ele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Ah, sim? Então vai-te f%&amp;amp;@£! - diz ela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E assim começou mais um caso de violência domestica! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moral da historia, se querem ouvir MUNK estejam longe das gajas que elas não nos vão deixar ouvir a música descansadamente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IXk2CS3u5L0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1653557267160168134?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1653557267160168134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1653557267160168134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-tempo-volta-para-traz-para-poder.html' title='MUNK'/><author><name>Luis Matias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18073298714459612877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0MYdKE6-FM4/SYjfw_8qcLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gMcM_6jELnk/S220/DoesItOffendYouYeah%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IXk2CS3u5L0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8916845114377315094</id><published>2011-05-18T23:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T03:23:15.326+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awesome Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Power Trio'/><title type='text'>Awesome Color, my name is Trio, Power Trio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quem ouve música nos dias que correm (toda a gente e não gente) tem muito por onde escolher, mas quando a oferta/esmola é grande, o pobre desconfia. E hoje todos nós somos pobres, almejamos um futuro melhor enquanto pessoas tentam com que lhes seja realizada uma felação por motivos de ordem superior.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somos pobres, o mercado (lota) da música torna-se ainda mais maior grande a cada milissegundo que passa, portanto não é preciso ser doutorado para deduzir que iremos desconfiar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Então vamos para escolhas catalogadas como "Queres algo simples que até soa bem? Então ouve isto!".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Jimi Hendrix Experience, juntamente com Cream e&amp;nbsp;provavelmente&amp;nbsp;umas doses de LSD popularizaram o conceito de banda Power Trio (três pessoas, três instrumentos, três não sei quê) e vêm de lá uns gajos em 2004, a dizer, "Nos fazemos música simples, com guitarradas, tipo banda de garagem. É porreiro, oiçam, 'comprem'!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Awsome Color, já aqui foram falados, mas no ano passado lançaram um terceiro álbum ao qual eu tiro o chapéu, aliás, tiraria se&amp;nbsp;usasse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma guitarra, um baixo e uma bateria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rGq1VpERFc0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/265031262373791264-8916845114377315094?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8916845114377315094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8916845114377315094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/05/awesome-color-my-name-is-trio-power.html' title='Awesome Color, my name is Trio, Power Trio'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rGq1VpERFc0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5789431010387965679</id><published>2011-05-09T09:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:56:30.579+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes de existir rap, o melhor contador de estórias chamava-se Johnny Cash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas depois veio o rap e o melhor contador de estórias continua a ser o Johnny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quinta-feira, à mesa, alguém vasculha as músicas e diz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este som é tão bom, pá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sexta, a subir escadas, oiço-a pela primeira vez. Fixo uma parte em específico que me faz sorrir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nesse dia, às tantas da noite, numa disco com o melhor som de sempre naquela noite em específico, a música começa. Pela segunda vez na minha vida, oiço-a. Ao meu lado, a pessoa que me tinha falado na música também thumbs up'ava o DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E, chegando à parte certa, berrámos em conjunto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mVTW_-C014o" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5789431010387965679?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5789431010387965679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5789431010387965679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/05/antes-de-existir-rap-o-melhor-contador.html' title='Antes de existir rap, o melhor contador de estórias chamava-se Johnny Cash'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mVTW_-C014o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4226523841674290323</id><published>2011-04-29T11:55:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:09:05.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJdfWdIBfE8"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are the middle children of history, with no                  purpose or place. We have no great war, or great depression. The                  great war is a spiritual war. The great depression is our lives.                  We were raised by television to believe that we'd be millionaires                  and movie gods and rock stars -- but we won't. And we're learning                  that fact. And we're very, very pissed-off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O que somos nós, mesmo? Numa altura em que se diz que 2 biliões (sic) de pessoas irão assistir a um casamento como se fosse o acontecimento das suas vidas; onde o voyerismo é levado ao extremo; onde impera a cultura da celebridade, do ser famoso ainda que inocuamente oco; onde para ser ator é preciso ser-se bonito e ser político é lançar sound-bytes; onde ser artista de sucesso é ter pernas até ao rabo; onde "compromisso amoroso" é contrair empréstimos de longa duração; onde não se leem jornais mas gastam-se ordenados em televisões gigantes para vermos publicidade enquanto esperamos dormentemente por programas que nos emburrecem, o que somos nós, mesmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ninguém nos inspira. Somos uns pedaços de merda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pelo menos é o que os Nasser dizem. Há como não concordar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m-FvcKsT3CU" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via Luís Matias)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4226523841674290323?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4226523841674290323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4226523841674290323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/04/nasser.html' title='Nasser'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/m-FvcKsT3CU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-751731956310356483</id><published>2011-04-27T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T09:25:35.563+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Horrors'/><title type='text'>Horrores lá pra Julho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais coisa menos coisa, em Julho &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_horrors"&gt;The Horrors&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;vão lançar o seu terceiro trabalho de originais. Vi esta senhora banda no PdC 08, e sim senhor, post punk e coisas psicadelicas. Estes gajos vão longe, nem que seja por terem aparecido em Portugal vindos de terras sua majestade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ficam aqui duas injecções destas coisas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lLaEB0C-xVY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K1lD5cE6Bwc" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-751731956310356483?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/751731956310356483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/751731956310356483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/04/horrores-la-pra-julho.html' title='Horrores lá pra Julho'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lLaEB0C-xVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6698043567991196152</id><published>2011-04-14T17:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:10:29.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amiina</title><content type='html'>Esta é o meu primeiro post, por isso aproveito para cumprimentar todos os colaboradores e administradores.&lt;br /&gt;Em 2005 fui ver Sigur Rós ao coliseu (a segunda vez) e estas quatro meninas abriram o concerto, que mais me arrepiou. É que eu sempre pensei que um serrote servisse simplismente para cortar, mas estas meninas da Islandia usam-no para criar sons magnificos, utilizam ainda copos de cristal, bem sem palavras. &lt;br /&gt;Cumprimentos a todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/39novn5B0-E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6698043567991196152?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6698043567991196152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6698043567991196152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/04/esta-e-o-meu-primeiro-post-por-isso.html' title='Amiina'/><author><name>Luis Matias</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18073298714459612877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0MYdKE6-FM4/SYjfw_8qcLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gMcM_6jELnk/S220/DoesItOffendYouYeah%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/39novn5B0-E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8924000372125001833</id><published>2011-03-28T10:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:47:09.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>uni_form</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chamam-se uni_form, tocam post-punk e são portugueses. Existem desde 2006 e em 2010 lançaram-se no mercado com Mirrors - O único LP da banda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nascidos em Lisboa em 2006, os Uni_Form são compostos por Umbigu no baixo, Exploding Boy na percussão e Voxx Machina na voz e na guitarra e Soraia Simão nas teclas. Com uma forte aposta nas sonoridades mais dark, reúnem influências como Joy Division, Bauhaus, White Lies, Pixies, Depeche Mode, Nine Inch Nails... Contam com o álbum de estreia "Mirrors" e lançaram recentemente o EP "Winter Blue", do qual extraíram o single "Fire", que vão apresentar oficialmente no Santiago.  @BLITZ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Concordo com o senhor Blitz, mas falta algo. Apesar de tudo falta referir que se fecharmos os olhos e ouvirmos uni_form parece que estamos a ouvir Interpol disfarçados de Editors, ou vice-versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em suma, uni_form merecem a nossa atenção, mas se conseguissem ser mais originais, chamar-lhes-ia uma forte promessa da música portuguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U-1xk_rWrWc" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XSdB5yXvFLI" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/uniformproject"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/uniformproject&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/265031262373791264-8924000372125001833?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8924000372125001833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8924000372125001833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/03/chamam-se-uniform-tocam-post-punk-e-sao.html' title='uni_form'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U-1xk_rWrWc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8937439162048258976</id><published>2011-03-24T09:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:00:21.693Z</updated><title type='text'>The Strokes - Angles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As voltas e os ângulos que a vida dá. Têm 10 anos de existência, foram influenciados mas também já influenciaram e influenciam.&amp;nbsp;The Strokes já são portanto um fenómeno do rock alternativo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom mas não estou aqui para puxar lustre à banda de Julian Casablancas, já&amp;nbsp;não ganho nada com isso. ^^ Foi na passada terça-feira que apareceu nas prateleiras o quarto LP dos The Strokes - Angles, o nome do trabalho. O álbum foi&amp;nbsp;disponibilizado&amp;nbsp;online, oficialmente pela banda, antes da chegada às lojas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sólido e&amp;nbsp;conciso, um álbum que vale a pena "comprar"! Não esperava mais nem menos, são 10 faixas, não são 3, portanto não poderemos proclamar "a conta que Deus fez", até porque não foi Deus, foram os The Strokes que trabalharam e inventaram o álbum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muito indie, muito sintetizador, algo de 80's, algo de 60's... Enfim, oiçam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Yu0bluEpy30" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l8Z1HQAQlcs" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thestrokes"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thestrokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posto isto, 2011 promete! Arctic Monkeys aparecerão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-8937439162048258976?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8937439162048258976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8937439162048258976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/03/strokes-angles.html' title='The Strokes - Angles'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Yu0bluEpy30/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-403721250582753412</id><published>2011-03-15T10:32:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T14:52:06.205Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero é que a Janelle Monáe durma no meu carro todas as noites (mas só quando estaciono em sítios obscuros)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O melhor álbum do ano passado dá-se (e vende-se, caso o leitor seja otário) pelo nome de The ArchAndroid. Gostaria de ter dito isto antes, mas passo os dias a ouvir o álbum desde há meses para cá. Sem entrar em grandes detalhes, até porque prefiro-os (aos detalhes) pequenos e apertadinhos, dou apenas 2 de 280 000 razões (segundo a PSP e o Governo, serão apenas 160 000) para esse facto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Primeiro, contém a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwnefUaKCbc"&gt;melhor&lt;/a&gt; música feita o ano passado, pelo menos das que me dei a ouvir - cheguei a ouvir perto de 6 músicas durante o ano inteiro! Segundo, a sua voz é o melhor alarme de carro desde &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Gi502w6bRc&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage#t=55s"&gt;1998. &lt;/a&gt;Não acreditam? Carreguem no botão e aguentem-se até aos 2:20. (pena a qualidade de som não ser a melhor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IEuPY1Q69QU" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terceiro, visto que não sei contar, esta mulher, Janelle Monáe, possui o potencial mediático da Lady Gaga e da Madonna mantendo simultaneamente actividades directamente relacionadas com Música. Ainda por cima é toda ela, incluindo penteado, classe. Casava-me. Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Resolvido este assunto, cabe-me (embora custe a entrar) dizer que o novo álbum dos Radiohead é o primeiro desde o Kid A que não será o melhor álbum do ano. Não que seja mau; é fabuloso: o problema é que os TV On The Radio vão editar álbum em Abril.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não deixa de ser magistral ouvir o Thom Yorke (Thó Iorquee) chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like I'm falling out of bed&lt;br /&gt;From a long, weary dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E todo ambiente musical colocar-me nesse estado de espírito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/F3oRhwOcQ3w" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boas audições, estejam atentos aos senhores Strokes. Estão simpáticos e refrescantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-403721250582753412?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/403721250582753412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/403721250582753412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/03/eu-quero-e-que-janelle-monae-durma-no.html' title='Eu quero é que a Janelle Monáe durma no meu carro todas as noites (mas só quando estaciono em sítios obscuros)'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IEuPY1Q69QU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5967529302223282904</id><published>2011-03-10T01:12:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:59:38.939Z</updated><title type='text'>The Nice - America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Num tempo onde a desinformação reina na &lt;i&gt;vossa&lt;/i&gt; sociedade - digo &lt;i&gt;vossa&lt;/i&gt; e não &lt;i&gt;nossa &lt;/i&gt;pois encontro-me noutro nível, mais abaixo, certamente fruto da completamente injustificada humildade que me descaracteriza -, o &lt;i&gt;povo&lt;/i&gt;, essa coisa amorfa que está a deixar de o ser devido a canções entretanto tornadas símbolo de qualquer coisa, catalizadoras de tantas outras, díspares nas soluções que fazem emergir mas comuns na sensação causada, na vontade espontânea em erguermo-nos e bater palmas - a mensagem, parece que a mensagem conta! -, trago-vos, tento eu dizer, num saco de plástico (completamente biodegradável, desde que se aguarde pacientemente durante uns milhares de anos), trago-vos, digo, a primeira música instrumental de protesto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/86e1Ukd94EQ" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É História! &lt;a href="http://geracaoenrascada.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sábado&lt;/a&gt;, será estória ou História?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5967529302223282904?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5967529302223282904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5967529302223282904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice-america.html' title='The Nice - America'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/86e1Ukd94EQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3942123335323577231</id><published>2011-03-01T23:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:24:01.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Best Coast</title><content type='html'>The World Is Lazy...dizem os Best Coast. E para que os membros desta comunidade não se deixem encostar tanto,digam lá o que andam a ouvir ultimamente, indiependentemente falando. É a crise também neste blog?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho este som em repeat em diversos momentos do dia,parece-me catita :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 360px; width: 610px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Sj5_WITMpA?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Sj5_WITMpA?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="610" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3942123335323577231?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3942123335323577231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3942123335323577231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-coast.html' title='Best Coast'/><author><name>Nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08941292516085097581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dgbDYlqAuS4/Sp62Rfs5KFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBtSS44-qpM/S220/Glasto.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6314519737213210438</id><published>2011-01-27T23:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:39:55.545Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PAUS'/><title type='text'>Amanhã é sexta...temos que aquecer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_wJ9mGsA6Fg" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6314519737213210438?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6314519737213210438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6314519737213210438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/amanha-e-sextatemos-que-aquecer.html' title='Amanhã é sexta...temos que aquecer!'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_wJ9mGsA6Fg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6083118701865419610</id><published>2011-01-25T23:30:00.008Z</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:52:52.007Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Prodigy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smack'/><title type='text'>Change my pitch Up</title><content type='html'>Talvez alguns de vocês já tenha visto, mas este "Making Of" está muito completo,não há truque algum,nada na manga...há sim muito trabalho de pesquisa e trabalho de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Nós aproveitamos para aprender umas coisas,descobrir que há discos no baú aos quais se dão uso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prodigios de outrora,é aqui revelada a receita para "Smack My Bitch Up" dos Prodigy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 350px; width: 600px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eU5Dn-WaElI?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eU5Dn-WaElI?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6083118701865419610?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6083118701865419610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6083118701865419610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/change-my-pitch-up.html' title='Change my pitch Up'/><author><name>Nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08941292516085097581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dgbDYlqAuS4/Sp62Rfs5KFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBtSS44-qpM/S220/Glasto.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7788229450948225014</id><published>2011-01-20T15:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:53:03.894Z</updated><title type='text'>Yann Tiersen - Dust Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theworld.org/wp-content/uploads/yann_pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.theworld.org/wp-content/uploads/yann_pack.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="width:600"&gt;Após 6 anos sem lançar um álbum de originais em nome próprio, Yann Tiersen apresenta-nos o resultado da metamorfose em que se embrenhou durante todo esse tempo. Quem acompanha o trabalho deste compositor, sabe que ele tem vindo a transgredir a sua formação clássica em direcção ao mundo do post-rock e do assim denominado indie. Para essas pessoas, este álbum é o caminho que se poderia esperar do Tiersen, aliando o seu género de composição, à fusão com outros estilos tanto modernos como antigos, e que ele tem vindo a explorar.&lt;br /&gt;Para as restantes, o álbum será ums surpresa irreconhecível.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="600" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RwlG67pD8Fo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="width:600"&gt;Encontra-se neste álbum um Tiersen maduro, com remniscências da sua juventude. Temos uma música séria, de quem tem mãos com constante criatividade bem reconhecida, no entanto, a nostalgia do pos-punk que viveu na sua era juvenil é um marco nítido. O álbum não é triste, mas não se exalta demasiado aos clichés da actualidade. Tem cores, mas pode-se considerar sóbrio. Citando a Persistência da Memória de Dali, ou o Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind de Gondry, a nostalgia surge como quando hoje em dia nos recordamos da infância, no entanto, ao lembrar-nos de nós e das pessoas, vemo-nos como somos actualmente, e não como eramos na altura.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="600" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JUFRnV39C3w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="width:600"&gt;Em termos de enquadramento no seu trabalho, esta nova vertente muda-o de direcção, mas não cria nenhuma aresta. Sentimos que o Les Retrouvailles, de 2005, foi uma premonição do que vinha aí, onde Tiersen começou a anunciar um desejo de mudança. No seu álbum ao vivo On Tour tinha já editado versões post-rock de muitos dos seus antigos sucessos. E desde essa altura tem vindo a trocar, nos seus concertos, o piano pela guitarra e o acordeão pelo ondes martenot, mudança que suscitou nos apreciadores e na crítica um misto de aclamação e de desagrado. Os que apenas gostam do Tiersen clássico ficaram profundamente desiludidos com o novo caminho, facto que se observou directamente com o regular abandono de alguns espectadores a meio dos concertos. Para quem acredita que o novo caminho possa ser tomado sem que ele perca a qualidade que sempre teve, o novo género tem sido uma redescoberta de alguém que se pensava estar já estritamente definido. Ao mesmo tempo, este novo caminho redefine o público que o segue, abrindo novas portas a quem antes não se sentia atraído pelo seu trabalho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="600" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o4qfgzrX0e0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="width:600"&gt;Para fechar, o álbum representa um sinal de pontuação e um novo parágrafo, na história de quem faz a música que sente a cada momento. Independentemente de ser o que os antigo fãs querem ou não ouvir, é o que ele quer fazer. Muitos outros artistas seguiram esse caminho, e por mais que muitas vezes nos desiludam, o importante é perceber se o fazem por que querem, ou porque o mercado e os produtores o querem. Neste caso a progressão que o trouxe até este ponto denota nitidamente que é o que ele quer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="width:600"&gt;Quem quiser continuar a ouvir, ouve; quem não quiser, terá sempre os antigos álbuns que serão eternamente imortais; e quem não queria ouvir antes poderá querer ouvir agora. Vale a pena experimentar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="600" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XcdWlRydDzo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7788229450948225014?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7788229450948225014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7788229450948225014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/yann-tiersen-dust-lane.html' title='Yann Tiersen - Dust Lane'/><author><name>Tiago Ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234910322954244023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwV-WQ0YJnI/TOGLKVhu4qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5uH2BAyVTgc/S220/me-rotoscoped.500.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RwlG67pD8Fo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4956607819871086631</id><published>2011-01-19T00:30:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:33:19.550Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25 minutes to go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Cash'/><title type='text'>There's someone in my head but it's not me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não sei se padecem do mesmo mal. Bom, deviam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entrei em casa e a meio lembrei-me disto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can see the buzzards&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can hear the crows&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E o pânico instalou-se (next; next; next; no desktop icon; finish) porque não conseguia identificá-la. Vasculhei isto tudo, fui dar &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZGHTkmhxgQ"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; - a frustação, não é isto! Argh, esta música é boa, mas está a atrapalhar-me. A música acabou. Silêncio ajuda-me, mas desisti. Arrumava as coisas - pára tudo! Já sei!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era isto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxvR7ZUjaJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxvR7ZUjaJk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uff, que alívio. Estava a ver que não dormia hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4956607819871086631?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4956607819871086631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4956607819871086631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/theres-someone-in-my-head-but-its-not.html' title='There&apos;s someone in my head but it&apos;s not me'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3907958417597244255</id><published>2011-01-06T09:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-06T10:00:51.050Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apparatjik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental'/><title type='text'>Apparatjik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está cada vez mais na moda a criação de "Super Grupos" - pessoas que pertencem ou pertenceram a bandas que atingiram relativa fama e sucesso, ou que ficaram conhecidos pela sua carreira a solo. Um dia lembram-se - "Olha, telefona aí ao Armando para se juntar a mim, Fernando e a ti Rolando, para nos juntarmos e formarmos uma banda". Aproveitando o facto de serem conhecidos pelas suas carreiras musicais, ao criarem um Super Grupo, o sucesso do mesmo é quase garantido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom, trago até vós Apparatjik, rock leve e experimental proporcionado pelo guitarrista dos A-Ha, pelo vocalista dos &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mew_%28Pok%C3%A9mon%29"&gt;Mew&lt;/a&gt; e que inclui também o baixista dos Coldplay (quem ouve Coldplay ou é gay ou quer ser, desculpem ^^).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lançaram no já antigo ano 2010 um LP intitulado We Are Here. É bom, oiçam! Da para ouvir enquanto se fazem coisas e afins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ficam então aqui uns laivos dos gajos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object align="center" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1JubTl1Miw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1JubTl1Miw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object align="center" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7-wvWKXHK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B7-wvWKXHK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/apparatjik"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/apparatjik&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/265031262373791264-3907958417597244255?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3907958417597244255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3907958417597244255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/apparatjik.html' title='Apparatjik'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2418481626184722106</id><published>2011-01-04T15:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:26:20.089Z</updated><title type='text'>Regina Spektor a mostrar-me de que é feito a No Surprises dos Radiohead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cada um interpreta à sua maneira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para mim é morrer a vida, "viver" os dias como uma sucessão regular e mónotona de dias regulares e monótonos, mergulhados no meio da rotina, embrenhados no quotidiano. É fechar os olhos à injustiça, especialmente à&amp;nbsp; injustiça que cai sobre os outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A vontade de não-me-chateiem-ponto-de-exclamação-deixem-me-sossegado-por-favor, tenho medo que me abalem este sistema, este sistema a que teimo chamar "vida" mas mais não é uma forma dinâmica de morte... mas que tanto trabalho me deu a criar! Deixem-me confortável no sofá e não me peçam para abrir os olhos e perceber que &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXKFTzlBziI"&gt;não há sofá&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É não sonhar, é não abrir os olhos para a sociedade e para o que de errado há na nossa vida, no governo, na crise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2011, o ano da crise. Da crise de valores e de consciência política, digo eu. Da vida-está-difícil, dizem outros. Da resignação, dizemos todos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, pessoas: esse flagelo da sociedade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXKDL6WD9CQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXKDL6WD9CQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A heart that's full up like a landfill, &lt;br /&gt;a job that slowly kills you, &lt;br /&gt;bruises that won't heal. &lt;br /&gt;You look so tired-unhappy, &lt;br /&gt;bring down the government, &lt;br /&gt;they don't, they don't speak for us. &lt;br /&gt;I'll take a quiet life, &lt;br /&gt;a handshake of carbon monoxide, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;Silence, silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my final fit, &lt;br /&gt;my final bellyache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty house &lt;br /&gt;and such a pretty garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No alarms and no surprises (get me outta here), &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises (get me outta here), &lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2418481626184722106?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2418481626184722106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2418481626184722106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/regina-spektor-mostrar-me-de-que-e.html' title='Regina Spektor a mostrar-me de que é feito a No Surprises dos Radiohead'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7353049937217045338</id><published>2011-01-03T22:40:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:45:05.035Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Punk'/><title type='text'>Japanther</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nascidos do outro lado do Atlântico, bem longe da Manchester natal dos Joy Division ou da cosmopolita Londres dos The Clash, eis que surgem estes quase desconhecidos do Post Punk. Os Japanther vem da carismática zona de Brooklyn e podem gabar-se de andar "incógnitos" nestas lides musicais há quase 10 anos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1Qr-QEQmZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N1Qr-QEQmZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xlrDhhifrY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8xlrDhhifrY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7353049937217045338?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7353049937217045338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7353049937217045338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2011/01/japanther.html' title='Japanther'/><author><name>IndieApache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15880424107338797023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUnFfSlXBtQ/Snrr8blPw7I/AAAAAAAAABM/VtHTWjQb3I4/S220/295377105458b2efa4f037.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3222771166729729632</id><published>2010-12-31T02:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-31T02:22:18.784Z</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um ano novo vai &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAZn7NTb7u0"&gt;começar&lt;/a&gt;. Seja bom, mau, uma merda, espectacular, assim-assim, igual, diferente, inesperado, esperado, monótono, triste, alegre, curto, longo ou interrompido... seja o que for, há algo que será, sempre: novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAxg44udsaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WAxg44udsaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3222771166729729632?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3222771166729729632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3222771166729729632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2717661023625864056</id><published>2010-12-20T21:13:00.013Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:00:56.374Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MGMT'/><title type='text'>The Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na gíria são mais conhecidos por "MGMT", a banda que no sábado passado se apresentou no Campo Pequeno para um concerto bem conseguido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu e o gng estivémos presentes mas não ficámos com registos de vídeos, e fotografias não chegaram talvez a uma mão cheia, concluindo que se deve apreciar o momento e gravar a performance de forma "primária".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com 2 álbuns na bagagem, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oracular Spectacular&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt;, estes rapazes formaram-se em Brooklyn, NY - &lt;span class="new"&gt;Ben Goldwasser&lt;/span&gt; e Andrew VanWyngarden os seus mentores. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As you know&lt;/span&gt;, são uma banda de hits e singles a passar nas rádios de todo o mundo, como é o caso de "Kids" ou "Time to Pretend". Rotulados de forma mais comercial, é certo, mas se conheceremos de perto a sua obra podemos ir buscar outras menos cantaroláveis e com a sua dose de qualidade e sonoridade características, menos rodadas. A título de exemplo "Of Moons, Birds and Monsters", que curiosamente ao vivo resultou muito bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="365" width="620"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1KarbLJ2zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1KarbLJ2zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="620" height="365"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2717661023625864056?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2717661023625864056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2717661023625864056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/management.html' title='The Management'/><author><name>Nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08941292516085097581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dgbDYlqAuS4/Sp62Rfs5KFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBtSS44-qpM/S220/Glasto.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5506567444081951516</id><published>2010-12-19T00:38:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-19T05:19:28.543Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the black keys'/><title type='text'>The Black Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blues-rock Ohiense progressivamente menos independente que, por algum motivo, ainda não tinha caído na página d'ondie. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Black_Keys"&gt;Diz &lt;/a&gt;que são dois e andam nisto desde 2001 e que o álbum que tenho - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brothers &lt;/span&gt;(2010) - é o sexto. Muito The White Stripes, ou muito The's em geral, ou, na verdade, muito outras coisas que já ouvimos. Por isso entrou à primeira e, de tão docinho que é, nunca mais lhe toquei. Mas fica aí, haverá com certeza alguém mais guloso do que eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KO0fwyW08ow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KO0fwyW08ow?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drogues de Jonestown ao som do envelhecido Ray Manzarek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Agil 1, Wikipédia 0)&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/265031262373791264-5506567444081951516?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5506567444081951516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5506567444081951516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/black-keys.html' title='The Black Keys'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8266421804875713367</id><published>2010-12-17T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-17T17:40:35.984Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birdy Nam Nam'/><title type='text'>E porque hoje é sexta e amanhã é sábado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_ICcz6kXP0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n_ICcz6kXP0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-8266421804875713367?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8266421804875713367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8266421804875713367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-porque-hoje-e-sexta-e-amanha-e-sabado.html' title='E porque hoje é sexta e amanhã é sábado...'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3981998093339825595</id><published>2010-12-16T03:06:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-12-16T03:24:46.367Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='é natal'/><title type='text'>merry﻿ christmas</title><content type='html'>7:10 pm. Acordei cedo, li até às 3 (para não escrever), tive aula. Às 5:30 fui ao Walgreens comprar leite, uma drugstore, porque a milha para o Trader Joe's não me apetecia. Cheguei a casa, 6, roommate qu'é dela, fui para o facebook (para não escrever). Porque aí é de madrugada, não se passa nada no meu facebook. Fui ao skype. O mesmo desenlace e motivo. O term acabou há uma semana, tenho um buraco na vida. Mas bem, antes um post que uma tese: "music indie new releases" no google - ao que isto chegou. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indierockcafe.com/2008/12/best-of-alternative-and-indie-rock-christmas-songs/http://www.indierockcafe.com/2008/12/best-of-alternative-and-indie-rock-christmas-songs/"&gt;Best of Alternative and Indie Rock Christmas Songs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui a fazer tempo até às 10, hora do pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/981-rAfPtKo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/981-rAfPtKo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3981998093339825595?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3981998093339825595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3981998093339825595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry﻿ christmas'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5342330078111592694</id><published>2010-12-15T11:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-16T18:17:16.845Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dandi Wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electro-punk'/><title type='text'>Dandi Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Levanto-me de manhã para ir trabalhar,  tomo o banho do mês (porque hoje foi dia disso), procedo às rotinas matinais, saio à rua e sinto um frio brutal. Começo a pensar - só me apetece voltar a entrar em casa e sentar-me em frente à lareira que não tenho, a ler (rótulos de detergentes) e a ouvir electro-punk-industrial-clash-coisas. Enquanto pensava, dei por mim a entrar para o autocarro, sentei-me, abri o netbook (tenho um e gosto muito dele ^^) e meti-me a ouvir música. Bom, já que sentar-me à lareira não foi possível, bem como ler rótulos de detergentes, restou-me então ouvir electro-punk-industrial-clash-coisas, sentado no autocarro a ler matrículas de viaturas que circulavam na A5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Durante a viagem ouvi &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dandi_Wind"&gt;Dandi Wind&lt;/a&gt;, um duo pesadote de electro-punk. Muito &lt;i&gt;noisy&lt;/i&gt;, este conjunto canadiano, vejo-os como uma fusão de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atari_Teenage_Riot"&gt;Atari Teenege Riot&lt;/a&gt; com &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peaches_(musician)"&gt;Peaches&lt;/a&gt;. Contam com dois álbuns, lançados em 2005 e 2008. Pessoalmente prefiro o primeiro ao segundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aqui ficam umas amostras de mais uma dupla hardcore a ter em conta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-pvdfzlbOA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A-pvdfzlbOA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7UdhVhV8FI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7UdhVhV8FI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dandiwind"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/dandiwind&lt;/a&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/265031262373791264-5342330078111592694?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5342330078111592694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5342330078111592694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/dandi-wind.html' title='Dandi Wind'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7616296862722861398</id><published>2010-12-13T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-13T20:56:36.249Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda Martini'/><title type='text'>Qu'é íto? (ouvir até ao fim)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgRzDw0F89M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgRzDw0F89M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7616296862722861398?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7616296862722861398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7616296862722861398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-ito-ouvir-ate-ao-fim.html' title='Qu&apos;é íto? (ouvir até ao fim)'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6291624698607511490</id><published>2010-12-12T19:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-12T19:42:40.093Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie Folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sufjan Stevens'/><title type='text'>Sufjan Stevens - pensei que fosse uma mulher...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parece que as pessoas que sabem, ou pelo menos tentam, opinar sobre a cena indie dizem que um dos melhores trabalhos de 2010 é o último álbum de Sufjan Stevens. Para mim é como se fosse o primeiro álbum, já que não conheço mais nenhum, e mais, antes de ouvir pensei que este senhor era uma senhora que fazia parte do grupo Sofia &amp;amp; Stevens. Mas não afinal o "Sofia'" é macho e tem um nome persa ^^ - persa como os tapetes, os gatos, as areias do tempo, enfim, essas merdas.&lt;br /&gt;Este Sufjan anda a virar frangos no mundo da música desde 2000 (confirmem &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sufjan_stevens"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;) e é um gajo batido na cena lo-fi, folk, experimental. Já ouvi o álbum, gostei, mas não vou dizer que é o melhor ou um dos melhores do ano. Posso é dizer que tem para lá um música, que sim considero uma das mais "jolies" que ouvi este ano - é potente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouvam lá vocês e façam a vossa justiça:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxhkiOoNEj4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MxhkiOoNEj4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sufjanstevens"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/sufjanstevens&lt;/a&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/265031262373791264-6291624698607511490?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6291624698607511490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6291624698607511490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/sufjan-stevens-pensei-que-fosse-uma.html' title='Sufjan Stevens - pensei que fosse uma mulher...'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1944519365946356998</id><published>2010-12-10T11:23:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:18:27.539Z</updated><title type='text'>An Introduction to... Elliott Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O tempo perguntou ao tempo qual a música que lhe apetecia ouvir. O tempo respondeu Elliott Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/TQINO2jZvfI/AAAAAAAAANo/uhXUzb7frS0/s1600/elliott.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/TQINO2jZvfI/AAAAAAAAANo/uhXUzb7frS0/s320/elliott.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava aqui no local onde levo a economia para a frente - embora tudo isto me pareça uma descida, não deixa de ser &lt;i&gt;andar em frente&lt;/i&gt;! - quando o alarme de incêndio começou a tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Após segundos de demorada e ponderada reflexão, decidi entrar calmamente em pânico. Desci as escadas, não sem antes reparar que estava uma fila grande na máquina do café. Bolas, estava a precisar d'um, enfim, venho buscar mais tarde. Ainda tive tempo de ver, no meio das chamas, um bebé&amp;nbsp; a aproximar-se perigosamente de uns cortinados. Armei-me em herói, fiz o salvamento da praxe e continuei a descer as escadas - sempre em pânico! -, aproveitando para pensar na desgraça que este Benfica se tornou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aos meus ouvidos, por cima do alarme irritante, fazia-se ouvir Elliott Smith, o guru do marketing, a pessoa que teve a coragem de cometer o acto máximo para aumentar as vendas dos seus álbuns: terminar a própria vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lá fora, o pessoal, também ainda em pânico, falava e sorria e fumava uns cigarrinhos. Não ouvi muito bem, mas suponho que o tema devia girar à volta do meu corajoso salvamento dos cortinados. Não queria saber, preferi continuar a ouvir Elliott Smith, pois parece que saiu novo álbum, &lt;i&gt;An Introduction to... Elliott Smith&lt;/i&gt; que, assim à primeira (ou)vista e apesar do título, arriscaria a dizer tratar-se de um conjunto de músicas que permitem, - err..., qual é a palavra?, ah...! -, introduzir (?) de forma satisfatória (!?) a obra do homem (onde!?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ao que parece o gajo até era extrovertido, ao contrário do que se possa supôr. Eu gosto muito de Elliott Smith. Gosto da sua música introvertida e raiva ligeiramente contida (cf. o seu ésse prolongada em Needle In The Hay), como quem refila sobre algo em que já pensou durante muito tempo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You oughta be proud that I'm getting good &lt;i&gt;marksssss&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pyBB7y8fDU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9pyBB7y8fDU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aqui em versão encurtada, cena do filme Royal Tenenbaums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acabou o simulacro, reparei que tinha uns cortinados comigo - para que é que eu quero esta porcaria? - pu-los no lixo e subi as escadas, pensando que este tempo faz-me ouvir Elliott Smith e Nick Drake. Parece deprimente? Não: para isso temos sempre Jeff Buckley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1944519365946356998?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1944519365946356998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1944519365946356998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/introduction-to-elliott-smith.html' title='An Introduction to... Elliott Smith'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/TQINO2jZvfI/AAAAAAAAANo/uhXUzb7frS0/s72-c/elliott.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2537928993438114688</id><published>2010-12-09T09:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:11:15.475Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda Martini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alternativo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psicadelico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hard Rock'/><title type='text'>Linda Martini ocupam a casa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2; "&gt;Vai na volta sai  mais um álbum a ter em conta, não só porque é bom, alternativo e tal, mas porque é dos Linda Martini! Lançaram em Novembro o seu segundo LP. Estamos a falar de Casa Ocupada, um álbum forte, cheio de raiva. As suas músicas continuam cruas, sentidas, com um sabor psicadélico ao qual estes senhores nos habituaram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2; "&gt;Fica aqui o primeiro single do álbum, que considero um bom som, mas gosto mais doutras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVFqndRZ5ko?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2;"&gt;Gosto mais deste potente Elevador:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; widows: 2;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-6AqbsKaMM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G-6AqbsKaMM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lindamartini"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/lindamartini&lt;/a&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/265031262373791264-2537928993438114688?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2537928993438114688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2537928993438114688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/linda-martini-ocupam-casa.html' title='Linda Martini ocupam a casa!'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6712623195768912309</id><published>2010-12-08T19:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-08T19:53:25.974Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Damon Albarn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The xx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorillaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystalised'/><title type='text'>Porque é que os músicos fazem aquele gesto de "não" quando tocam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CrahuW5fsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CrahuW5fsc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6712623195768912309?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6712623195768912309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6712623195768912309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/porque-e-que-os-musicos-fazem-aquele.html' title='Porque é que os músicos fazem aquele gesto de &quot;não&quot; quando tocam?'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-598356598616927306</id><published>2010-12-06T11:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:16:32.759Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pos-Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental'/><title type='text'>Holy Fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um gajo dá um pontapé numa pedra e aparecem grupos novos, novas tendências... Há uns tempos dei um&amp;nbsp;pontapé&amp;nbsp;num meteorito e apareceram os Holy Fuck, senhores da electrónica experimental fundida com &amp;nbsp;um saboroso post-rock. Mais um grupo canadiano que pagava bem para os ver pôr em prática os seus loops psicadélicos e&amp;nbsp;fotovoltaicos&amp;nbsp;(hum?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde 2004 a rasgar mato...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNUAWwZ9FPk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNUAWwZ9FPk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este clip está muito bem conseguido... Cheio de felinos em loop! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DhaRkWfaq10?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DhaRkWfaq10?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/holyfuck"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/holyfuck&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/265031262373791264-598356598616927306?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/598356598616927306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/598356598616927306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/holy-fuck.html' title='Holy Fuck'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2865926444182831657</id><published>2010-12-03T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:50:36.048Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogue da semana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotonete'/><title type='text'>Oh my god! Blogue da semana!</title><content type='html'>Pois é meus caros, oINDIEpendente foi considerado blogue da semana no &lt;a href="http://cotonete.clix.pt/"&gt;Cotonete&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos a fazer um bom trabalho? Não, o INDIE não é trabalho... São coisas e cenas que um gajo escreve quando bem lhe dá na gana. ^^ Só que essas coisas estão a ser vistas e seguidas por olhos internautas e &amp;nbsp;pelos vistos mereceram o seu apreço e reconhecimento. Eis então um presente, já que se aproxima o Natal, oINDIEpendente é blogue da semana. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria agradecer à minha família e amigos... ups, discurso errado! ^^ Agradeço desde já a todos os colaboradores d'oINDIE, pois temos feito a bola (mundo) mexer. Obrigado :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem consultar &lt;a href="http://cotonete.clix.pt/golden_blog/blog_semana/index.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, no magazine do Cotonete a dita nomeação, ou prémio, ou o que seja. Onde podem&amp;nbsp;encontrar&amp;nbsp;parte da entrevista 2.0 (por email) que me foi realizada, à&amp;nbsp;qual&amp;nbsp;respondi eu (José Semedo aka oINDIEpedente) com o contributo do &amp;nbsp;Gonçalo Teixeira aka gng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indie cumps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2865926444182831657?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2865926444182831657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2865926444182831657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-god-blogue-da-semana.html' title='Oh my god! Blogue da semana!'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2624908148446558244</id><published>2010-11-29T02:41:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:09:39.093Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie Portugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experimental.'/><title type='text'>Youthless</title><content type='html'>Meus Caros Indies aqui o "je" tem andado desaparecido mas não tem andado a dormir, sobretudo se por perto andam coisas destas que merecem ser ouvidas e (re)ouvidas uma e outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Mais não digo... oiçam e ATENÇÃO! Que falo de uma banda PORTUGUESA.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9V3YDe_ti8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9V3YDe_ti8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/youthless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2624908148446558244?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2624908148446558244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2624908148446558244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/11/youthless.html' title='Youthless'/><author><name>IndieApache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15880424107338797023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LUnFfSlXBtQ/Snrr8blPw7I/AAAAAAAAABM/VtHTWjQb3I4/S220/295377105458b2efa4f037.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6345437186592436942</id><published>2010-11-27T21:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:02:55.144Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Bb 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science for Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronica'/><title type='text'>B flat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há mais de dois meses nos US of A, tenho a dizer que temo pelo indie. Uma crítica generalizada à cena hipster nos dias que correm está a tornar-se lugar comum e, em Berkeley, assim de graça - mêmo mêmo sem pagar nada - só jazz e clássica. Também pode acontecer que não conheça os circuitos certos, ou que a third most liberal city seja simplesmente conservadora neste aspecto, desindieteressante, por culpa de uma herança crítica de que se orgulha [de sublinhar sempre e de exercer de vez em quando]. Então, o que vos trago é east coast, não muito novo, mas tão entusiasmante como se fosse. Dois projectos de 2009, mais ou menos - &lt;a href="http://www.inbflat.net/"&gt;In Bb 2.0&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.scienceforgirls.net/"&gt;Science for Girls&lt;/a&gt; - de um tipo versado em electrónica, &lt;a href="http://www.darrensolomon.com/about.html"&gt;Darren Solomon&lt;/a&gt;. O primeiro é um trabalho colaborativo absolutamente delicioso: vinte troços de vinte instrumentos diferentes, tocados em si bemol, que podem ouvir-se com prazer em qualquer padrão de simultâneos (ou pelo menos nos muitos que tentei). O segundo é igualmente cuidado, um álbum ambiente e doce, super apropriado aos meus actuais 38ºC de febre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Divirtam-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJKirm73xMU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GJKirm73xMU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6345437186592436942?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6345437186592436942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6345437186592436942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/11/b-flat.html' title='B flat'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1320796663619143320</id><published>2010-10-28T19:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:55:04.827+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratatat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Electronica'/><title type='text'>Ratatat</title><content type='html'>Antes que mais gosto do nome da banda, pois é o nome de um Pokemon, mas com uma letra trocada. ^^ (Quem jogou sabe do que falo, que não jogou pode ir &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rattata#Rattata"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). Mas pronto, este grupo de dois jovens fazem post-cenas, indie-electro-coisas e têm uma sonoridade à minha medida, à vossa não sei porque eu sou um pouco magro. Para quem gosta de Caribou, irá gostar certamente disto. Ratatat é experimental, repetitivo, calmo, electrónico, mágico...enfim é bom. Se eu digo que é bom, é bom e pronto, acabou! ^^&lt;div&gt;Estes novaiorquinos existem a há algum tempo, mas só há um mês é que os descobri... Lançaram em 2004 o primeiro álbum e em Junho deste ano, o sexto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oiçam lá então as pessoas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/itThGRu4Ev4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/itThGRu4Ev4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VetsuOqxDcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VetsuOqxDcw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ratatatmusic"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/ratatatmusic&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/265031262373791264-1320796663619143320?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1320796663619143320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1320796663619143320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/ratatat.html' title='Ratatat'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3754992261513313107</id><published>2010-10-27T22:53:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:08:45.732Z</updated><title type='text'>The Shins</title><content type='html'>Pegando nas influências do post anterior,com o qual concordo de forma plena (podia ter nascido nessa altura perfeitamente) - faço uso da palavra para confirmar como essa década de 60 extravasa inúmeras das bandas dos nossos dias. "The Shins", banda presumivelmente conhecida (SUBPOP Records Label) são talentosos na composição de musicas melodicó-aditivas, em tons de folk, indie coiso e tal -bons ptto!&lt;br /&gt;Deixamos a "Estrada do Tabaco" - Nashville e partimos para Portland com a benção de São Simão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Simon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 440px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jqYMRcnLU0o?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jqYMRcnLU0o?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="440" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 440px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIwA0zRW8Es?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIwA0zRW8Es?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="440" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 440px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vI8nLLDEc68?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vI8nLLDEc68?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="440" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3754992261513313107?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3754992261513313107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3754992261513313107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/shins.html' title='The Shins'/><author><name>Nine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08941292516085097581</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dgbDYlqAuS4/Sp62Rfs5KFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nBtSS44-qpM/S220/Glasto.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3739785514955721898</id><published>2010-10-26T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:25:08.807+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville Teens - Tobacco Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há músicas que me fascinam logo aos três primeiros segundos. Aconteceu com esta:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4wBr2wdE9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X4wBr2wdE9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está aqui a prova que a melhor década musical é a de sessenta. Só rodeados de excelentes bandas é que seis pacóvios com ar de pseudo-garanhões conseguiam fazer uma coisa tão perfeitinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E o apresentador todo oh-my-fucking-god, hein? Priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3739785514955721898?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3739785514955721898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3739785514955721898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/nashville-teens-tobacco-road.html' title='Nashville Teens - Tobacco Road'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4948191702869373541</id><published>2010-10-18T23:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:00:03.688+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIEpendente - RCM 95.9 fm'/><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 23ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a vigésima-terceira sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4948191702869373541?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4948191702869373541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4948191702869373541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/indiependentercm-959-fm-23-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 23ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s72-c/oindie@rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7664609448438391755</id><published>2010-10-14T13:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T13:21:44.092+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulp - Common People</title><content type='html'>Esta música de 1995 reúne o melhor dos 80's, enquanto ideia de &lt;i&gt;década musical&lt;/i&gt;. É-me tão evidente que nem digo mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqgXzPfAxjo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqgXzPfAxjo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já o vídeo é mauzinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7664609448438391755?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7664609448438391755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7664609448438391755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/pulp-common-people.html' title='Pulp - Common People'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3625234367769968210</id><published>2010-10-04T22:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:47:33.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIEpendente - RCM 95.9 fm'/><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 22ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a vigésima-segunda sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&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/265031262373791264-3625234367769968210?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3625234367769968210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3625234367769968210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/indiependentercm-959-fm-22-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 22ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s72-c/oindie@rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1722497998311122859</id><published>2010-10-03T12:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:18:36.049+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Iver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood Banks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Vernon'/><title type='text'>Bon Iver - Blood Banks</title><content type='html'>Justin Vernon já não está sozinho. Depois de se ter enfiado numa casa no meio dos bosques para criar Emma, Forever Ago, essa obra-prima deprimida, o rapaz lá se animou e pôs-se a tocar a angústia pelo mundo fora. Ganhou fama, admiração e, pelos vistos, pessoas do sexo feminino com quem &lt;i&gt;interagir&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem; é sempre bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tudo o que daí se viveu, parece que Blood Banks é produto feliz. Se, em Emma, tínhamos um rapaz desgostoso d'amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For all your lies,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're still very lovable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neste último trabalho há esperança renascida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That secret that we know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That we don't know how to tell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm in love with your honor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm in love with your cheeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo servido em doses de tristeza e melancolia, precisamente a característica chave nos Bon Iver, aquele je-ne-sais-quoi-que-eu-sei e que lhes dá fãs (eu e umas &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLOr_FrJJWA"&gt;francesinhas&lt;/a&gt;) ou indiferença (resto do mundo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simplicidade das suas músicas, que consigo arrastam uma mistura de paz-de-espírito com depressão, tornam Bon Iver a minha banda preferida para ver chover à noite. Com um cigarro. É um lugar importante para se estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-BZ0D92mtU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k-BZ0D92mtU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1722497998311122859?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1722497998311122859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1722497998311122859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/10/bon-iver-blood-banks.html' title='Bon Iver - Blood Banks'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3131316006616171868</id><published>2010-09-27T21:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:21:07.061Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIEpendente - RCM 95.9 fm'/><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 21ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a vigésima-primeira sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&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/265031262373791264-3131316006616171868?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3131316006616171868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3131316006616171868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/09/indiependentercm-959-fm-21-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 21ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s72-c/oindie@rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7572568738808739410</id><published>2010-09-20T19:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:21:09.435Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INDIEpendente - RCM 95.9 fm'/><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 20ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s1600/oindie@rcm.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a vigésima sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7572568738808739410?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7572568738808739410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7572568738808739410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/09/indiependentercm-959-fm-20-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 20ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TLdsQe2ABHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/hj0sZNwvSCQ/s72-c/oindie@rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5580303647739019084</id><published>2010-09-20T11:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:35:17.289+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcade Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MSN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suburbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tecnologia'/><title type='text'>Arcade Fire - The Suburbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem, à procura de qualquer coisa, fui a gaveta há muito esquecida no meu quarto. Lá dentro, junto a canetas e tampas e borrachas e bilhetes de concertos e recibos de coisa-nenhuma, cartas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reabri uma, cheia de pó. Era de uma "Mafalda". Não conheço nenhuma Mafalda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em letra de menina, leio na diagonal. Encontro um "Tens namorada?" no meio de trivialidades juvenis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E então lembro-me: isto foi numas férias no Algarve, com os meus 12 anos ou coisa que o valha. Éramos três rapazes a conhecer três raparigas. Paixonetas de verão. Trocámos apenas e só moradas e, olha, ao que parece, uma Mafalda escreveu-me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E esta carta existe porque na altura não se usavam telemóveis e a internet era um bicho estranho. Lembrar-me disto e pensar na rapariga - de uma forma abstracta, pois não faço ideia de como era - e no trabalho que teve de me escrever 3 páginas à mão, arranjar um envelope, comprar um selo e ir colocá-la no marco do correio, fez-me sorrir pela pureza da coisa. Hoje em dia há muito que não se escrevem cartas d'amor. Não sou o único a reparar:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDM9qyXrfN8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DDM9qyXrfN8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os Arcade Fire escreveram um álbum sobre os subúrbios. Não sei se sabem onde ficam: aqueles sítios onde se cresce e vive antes de mudarmos para outro lado/outra vida qualquer? Vejam lá &lt;a href="http://thewildernessdowntown.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O álbum vale muito mais do que um &lt;i&gt;ouvi a primeira vez, não é igual aos outros dois, não ouvi mais&lt;/i&gt;. É diferente. E igualmente bom. Que grande carreira estes gajos têm. 18 Novembro, ao Pavilhão Atlântico. Vemo-nos lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5580303647739019084?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5580303647739019084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5580303647739019084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/09/arcade-fire-suburbs.html' title='Arcade Fire - The Suburbs'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7514627389929085220</id><published>2010-09-06T22:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T09:13:30.400+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orelha negra'/><title type='text'>Orelha Negra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"Portugal isto e aquilo, somos uma merda de país!" ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O país não presta, se calhar porque não temos petróleo ou diamantes, mas há por aí muito boa gente que se encarrega de fazer música, dar voz ao país, enfim, fazer ver que existimos e produzimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No panorama alternativo (e não só) encontramos artistas que se preocupam com a nossa cultura e tradição. Podemos nomear, A Naifa, Dazkarieh, M-PeX, B Fachada, Diabo Na Cruz, entre outros. Espera, temos a senhora Mariza. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pronto se calhar na música nem somos maus. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Surgem então os Orelha Negra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fred, Sam The Kid, Francisco Rebelo, DJ Cruzfader e João Gomes. Não necessariamente por esta ordem" src="http://www.ionline.pt/adjuntos/102/imagenes/000/155/0000155325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“São o novo supergrupo português, mesmo que não simpatizem com a definição. Escondem-se atrás de vinis (…) Os Orelha Negra são Francisco Rebelo (baixista) e João Gomes (teclista), dos Cool Hipnoise, o rapper Sam The Kid (Samuel Mira), Fred, baterista dos Buraka Som Sistema e de vários outros projectos, e DJ Cruzfader. O som, instrumental, é um misto de funk e soul, com pitadas de hip-hop, groove aos molhos e samples, por vezes improváveis, de música e voz. "Tínhamos vontade de fazer uma coisa mais livre e instrumental em que pudéssemos experimentar e que vivesse mais da música do que das palavras. Estamos sempre a pensar no que é que vamos fazer a seguir e isto nunca tínhamos feito", explica João. ” in &lt;a href="http://www.ionline.pt/conteudo/55179-orelha-negra-minha-coleccao-discos-e-maior-do-que-tua"&gt;ionline&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lançaram o álbum de estreia, homónimo, em Março.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já chega de palavras, eu vi os gajos ao vivo e gostei. Têm direito ao selo de qualidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Os gajos usam turntables, logo são bons. lol =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;paramname="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MP_2Ry4y98E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;paramname="allowfullscreen"value="true"&gt;&lt;paramname="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embedsrc="http://www.youtube.com/v/mp_2ry4y98e?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_us&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"type="application/x-shockwave-flash"allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embedsrc="http://www.youtube.com/v/mp_2ry4y98e?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_us&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"type="application/x-shockwave-flash"allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/paramname="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;/paramname="allowfullscreen"value="true"&gt;&lt;/paramname="movie"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/orelhanegra"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/orelhanegra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/265031262373791264-7514627389929085220?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7514627389929085220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7514627389929085220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/08/orelha-negra.html' title='Orelha Negra'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5840016254891583765</id><published>2010-08-30T09:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:01:43.826+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Klaxons'/><title type='text'>Buzinas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom dia senhoras e senhores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É verdades (irmãos verdades), os britânicos Klaxons, que não lançam um álbum desde o seu primeiro trabalho, que na altura foi bastante bem recebido pelos senhores que ouvem música, lembraram-se de lançar no passado dia 23 um segundo disco - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surfing_the_Void"&gt;Surfing The Void&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="A cat is portrayed in a spacesuit in front of a flag." border="0" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/bb/Klaxons-surfing-the-void.jpg/200px-Klaxons-surfing-the-void.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E queria aqui dizer &lt;i&gt;fachabor&lt;/i&gt; que já ouvi o álbum umas seis vezes e gostei. Tem o cheiro do estilo característico dos Buzinas (no que diz respeito à sonoridade), mas com algumas coisas novas que eu não sei dizer quais são. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bota lenha na fogueira, mê irmão:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFUIYbDUHbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VFUIYbDUHbM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/klaxons"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/klaxons&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/265031262373791264-5840016254891583765?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5840016254891583765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5840016254891583765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/08/buzinas.html' title='Buzinas'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4807361323163432942</id><published>2010-08-28T17:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T16:20:31.104+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Coast'/><title type='text'>Best Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bom, parece que isto está a precisar de sangue novo. ^^ E com esse intuito trago até vocês uma banda de indie pop/surf pop. São os Best Coast, um trio californiano liderado por uma frontwoman com boa voz para a cena deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lançaram o seu álbum de estreia no passado mês de Julho, com o título &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crazy_for_You_%28album%29"&gt;Crazy For You&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este grupinho esteve presente no Paredes de Coura 2010, actuando no palco after hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fica então um cheirinho do trabalho destas pessoas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y40TsOIpuEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y40TsOIpuEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxByjsWPY8E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxByjsWPY8E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bestcoast"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/bestcoast&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/265031262373791264-4807361323163432942?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4807361323163432942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4807361323163432942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-coast.html' title='Best Coast'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5465373241175439928</id><published>2010-08-07T23:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:12:02.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Battles - Atlas</title><content type='html'>Corria o dia 15 de Junho d'um ano qualquer em que o vídeo mais visto era qualquer coisa a ver com battles (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU8DDYz68kM"&gt;nunca o cheguei a &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU8DDYz68kM"&gt;encontrar&lt;/a&gt;), quando fui parar a um vídeo de uns gajos chamados Battles (ainda hoje estou para perceber como fui dar com aquilo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpGp-22t0lU&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpGp-22t0lU&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei fascinado com o-nem-de-propósito fascinante Math Rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5465373241175439928?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5465373241175439928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5465373241175439928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/08/battles-atlas.html' title='Battles - Atlas'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4082322543868545038</id><published>2010-07-28T15:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:40:42.536+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Kills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pale Blue Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Velvet Underground'/><title type='text'>The Kills</title><content type='html'>Está calor e esta é uma grande cover dos Velvet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgDialxMJ7Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EgDialxMJ7Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda só ouvi 5 de um total de muito-mais-que-cinco músicas dos The Kills. Tudo muito bom. Apesar disso, já sei e sinto e coiso dentro de mim que sou obrigado a concordar comigo mesmo quando afirmo ser esta a minha música favorita dos The Kills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está calor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4082322543868545038?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4082322543868545038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4082322543868545038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/kills.html' title='The Kills'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5826818325683047496</id><published>2010-07-20T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T01:07:18.782+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 19ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-nona sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5826818325683047496?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5826818325683047496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5826818325683047496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/indiependentercm-959-fm-19-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 19ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5728149910408627667</id><published>2010-07-16T15:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:54:24.984+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The National</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde que se formaram por geração espontânea ou criação divina, os The National decidiram seguir as pisadas dos Tindersticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como tinham um gajo sem grande amplitude vocal (o que é isto?), decidiram entrar no esquema de fazer músicas assim a modos como que parece que os intrumentos compensam ali qualquer coisa em falta no homem. É táctica de limitados mas eu admiro - resulta muito bem, de facto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É que, bem vistas as coisas, aquela voz de ressacado por amor lamechas e ar de quem tem tendência para fazer queixinhas, juntas a uma letra porca como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Karen, put me in a chair, fuck me and make me a drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've lost direction and I'm past my peek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cativam qualquer mente tarada - curiosamente, também eu fiquei cativado. Entretanto, neste último trabalho, intitulado "High Violet" (foi o meu momento jornalístico, obrigado) parece-me que se tornaram numa espécia de banda-bandeira para todos os indie. Acho que são bons, mas nem tanto. Este último cd veio mostrar, aos meus e a todos os outros olhos que percebam das merdas, terem encontrado o caminho para o sucesso, vulgo fórmula da galinha dos ovos de ouro. Músicas com qualidade constante, sem grande inovações relativamente aos trabalhos anteriores. Mais do mesmo, mas igualmente bom. Enfim: provavelmente irão crescer e crescer e crescer até se tornarem insuportáveis. Eu espero que não - muita gente a gostar do que eu gosto é coisa que não me agrada nada - espero, caros leitores, que partilhem do mesmo sentimento democrático.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfySK7CLEEg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfySK7CLEEg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota: Este post quer que o acordo ortográfico se auto-penetre, pô.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5728149910408627667?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5728149910408627667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5728149910408627667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/national.html' title='The National'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7389457385792981920</id><published>2010-07-15T16:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:45:36.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Progressivo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='História'/><title type='text'>"Perhaps I'm a little bit too much of a musician to fully appreciate them."</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A incorporação foi desativada mediante solicitação.,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portanto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CX4ntG1Ks9s"&gt;por aqui&lt;/a&gt;, por favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-7389457385792981920?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7389457385792981920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7389457385792981920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/perhaps-im-little-bit-too-much-of.html' title='&quot;Perhaps I&apos;m a little bit too much of a musician to fully appreciate them.&quot;'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-670471827634513914</id><published>2010-07-12T23:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:47:37.867+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondo cane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike patton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covers'/><title type='text'>Mondo Cane (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Mike Patton, Michael Allan Patton de pequeno, idade para ser meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;Estou sentadinha no divã a viajar nas boas memórias que tenho do concerto de Faith No More (Alive'10). Entre mais e menos velhos-do-que-eu, tive a oportunidade de verificar o carácter policoiso do senhor. Vestido à &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pimp&lt;/span&gt;ão, o homem tem de heavy o que tem de kitsch, cheirando, portanto (ou muito provavelmente), tão mal dos sovacos como bem cheiram as rosinhas vermelhas que leva à namorada. Deste último Patton, nasce Mondo Cane (2010), projecto com o nome de um documentário italiano dos anos 60 que, óqueparece, devo ver em breve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The film consists of a series of travelogue vignettes that provide glimpses into cultural practices around the world with the intention to shock or surprise Western film audiences.", wikipedia says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ser apresentado no dia 8 do festival Sudoeste - o mesmo de Beirut, Air, Massive Attack, ... -, Mondo Cane foi aparecendo ao longo dos últimos dois anos de forma que não sei bem precisar. (Isto é importante para os que quiserem procurar o álbum na net; é que vão encontrar versões de menor qualidade, anteriores a esta, gravadas aqui e ali, ao vivo.)&lt;br /&gt;Covers de pop italiano dos anos 50 e 60, uma pequena orquestra e um policoiso perfurmado. Para quem quer ser lamechas sem perder o &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;atteggiamento&lt;/span&gt;(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies [and ladies, and ladies] and gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;agarrem-se ao peito,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ore d'Amore&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MwhOjMI7F8g&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;É do scirocco.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-670471827634513914?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/670471827634513914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/670471827634513914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/mondo-cane-2010.html' title='Mondo Cane (2010)'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5859137491701491131</id><published>2010-07-11T11:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:28:10.826+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea Of Cowards'/><title type='text'>Dead Weather - Sea Of Cowards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No outro dia, por volta das 00h30, ia de carro para casa a ouvir o segundo álbum dos Death Weather e a pensar que o segundo álbum dos Dead Weather é um grande álbum para se ouvir às 00h30 de uma noite calorosa. No dia seguinte saí de casa às 9h a ouvir o segundo álbum dos Dead Weather e percebi que na noite anterior estava armado em parvo: isto afinal é um álbum para se ouvir quando faz calor e &lt;i&gt;mai&lt;/i&gt; nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que depois calhou ter de ir trabalhar e o ar estava condicionadamente frio e ainda assim estava a ouvir o segundo álbum dos Dead Weather - não sei se já tinha dito - e cheguei à conclusão que o tempo não tem nada a ver com os Dead Weather. O álbum é bom e ponto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda gosto mais do segundo que do primeiro. E no meio de tanto Joaquim Branco, será que sou o único a achar que a verdadeira força motora destes gajos é o baixista?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3krwyh7_pOU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3krwyh7_pOU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3uDNDfHWMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3uDNDfHWMQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5859137491701491131?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5859137491701491131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5859137491701491131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/dead-weather-sea-of-cowards.html' title='Dead Weather - Sea Of Cowards'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-907748419215491582</id><published>2010-07-06T17:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:35:23.241+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum Dum Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E o Gonçalo disse: &lt;i&gt;Faz um post acerca dessas gajas que é para eu falar mal delas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Portanto aqui vai:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As que se fazem chamar Dum Dum Girls, são três senhoras de meia idade e um rapaz (baixista) que pelos vistos não influencia o nome da banda (que perfeitamente poderia ser, Dum Dum Girls and Boy). Não me perguntem porquê...^^ O que é certo é que a sonoridade desde conjunto americano de Noise Pop, a meu ver, é bastante apetecível. Som simples,  um pouco acelerado e um com toque especial de Post Punk. Enfim, oiçam vocês mesmos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwbo3k2nkKE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wwbo3k2nkKE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mp1UsLG77ic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mp1UsLG77ic&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As Raparigas Dum Dum não matam insectos, mas...têm a seguinte discografia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours Alone&lt;/i&gt; EP, 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Will Be&lt;/i&gt; LP, 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poderemos ouvir os seus sons ao vivo ainda este ano no anfiteatro natural de Paredes de Coura. Actuam no dia 31 Julho (ultimo dia do festival), no palco after hours. Espero lá estar a saltar e a bater palmas! =)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dumdumgirls"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/dumdumgirls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-907748419215491582?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/907748419215491582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/907748419215491582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/dum-dum-girls.html' title='Dum Dum Girls'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1947505830083294090</id><published>2010-07-05T19:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:30:47.899+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Is Happening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LCD Soundsystem'/><title type='text'>LCD Soundsystem - This is Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É ouvindo Titus Andronicus que me junto a vocês para, todos juntos, falarmos - eu escrevo, vocês lêem - sobre o novo álbum dos LCD Soundsystem. Ora, para começar, tomemos conhecimento do problema do segundo álbum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O problema do segundo álbum é um problema que eu gosto de ver enfrentado. Normalmente, quer dizer que o primeiro é então muito bom. Mas nada disto serve para os LCD Soundsystem: vão no terceiro e último - e ainda bem - álbum. Se o primeiro tinha hits e singles imediatos ("Daft Punk Is Playing At My House", "Tribulations"), o segundo misturava singles ("North American Scum", "Watch The Tapes") com um &lt;i&gt;ganda&lt;/i&gt; hit, "All My Friends".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quer-me parecer que neste último já só querem hits (apesar de o negarem). De qualquer maneira, fui eu que acabei de inventar a dicotomia hit-single e, por acaso, até me apetece explicá-la. O single é curto e facilmente decorável, o hit é longo e dancável. Com a excepção de Drunk Girls, a mais fraquinha, todas as outras músicas têm 5:54 min para cima (tive a contar). Outra alteração que se fez notar é a presença surpreendente de algum orgulho patriótico - será pelo Bush se ter ido embora ou pelo Obama ter chegado? Notem lá a alteração comigo: Em North American Scum enfiavam um barrete com um pouco de &lt;i&gt;mea culpa&lt;/i&gt; lá dentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are north american scum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're from north america&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já no novinho, em Pow Pow, devem ter comido qualquer coisa estragada que lhes piorou o feitio (já me aconteceu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have a Black President and you do not, so shut up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because you don't know shit about where I'm from that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you didn't get from your TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas caguemos nas letras, aqui é electro dançável do melhor. Dos melhores do ano, para moi même (não sei quem seja).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="440"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRSYU4YSISA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRSYU4YSISA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1947505830083294090?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1947505830083294090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1947505830083294090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/07/lcd-soundsystem-this-is-happening.html' title='LCD Soundsystem - This is Happening'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5664485345628381591</id><published>2010-06-28T21:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:06:28.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 18ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-oitava sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5664485345628381591?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5664485345628381591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5664485345628381591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/06/indiependentercm-959-fm-18-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 18ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5055530026223130228</id><published>2010-06-26T22:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:07:10.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoid Velocity</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6GqRsmffeVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6GqRsmffeVI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chemical Brothers é uma dupla de música eletrônica do Reino Unido composta por Tom Rowlands e Ed Simons (também chamados Chemical Ed e Chemical Tom). Inicialmente chamavam-se "The Dust Brothers", referência a uma dupla de produtores musicais que usavam o mesmo nome, mas devido à sua popularidade e possibilidade de retratações legais acabaram mudando seu nome em 1995. Junto com The Prodigy, Fatboy Slim, The Crystal Method e outros artistas, foram os pioneiros do big beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresentação irrelevante para quem já os conhece, assim como a acção de carregar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt; no video !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encoraja-vos um humilde servo,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5055530026223130228?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5055530026223130228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5055530026223130228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/06/avoid-velocity.html' title='Avoid Velocity'/><author><name>Pheonix</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3163280439219720829</id><published>2010-06-22T00:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T00:27:11.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 17ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-sétima&amp;nbsp;sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3163280439219720829?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3163280439219720829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3163280439219720829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/06/indiependentercm-959-fm-17-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 17ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3068571347026285598</id><published>2010-06-07T21:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:21:22.685+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 16ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-sexta sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3068571347026285598?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3068571347026285598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3068571347026285598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/06/indiependentercm-959-fm-16-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 16ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-530756088733722726</id><published>2010-06-02T09:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:10:29.773+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmo Jarvis'/><title type='text'>Cosmo Jarvis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está a chegar o Verão e com ele a vontade de estar numa esplanada, ou que mais não seja numa varanda, a beber cerveja e a comer caracóis! ^^  Para acompanhar esse culto proponho a descontracção, o cavaquinho e a boa disposição que este cantautor proporciona. Falo de Cosmo Jarvis, nascido nos EUA e criado em Inglaterra. Faz o seu som indie pop como quem não quer a coisa e até soa bem! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O seu primeiro e único álbum, até à data, foi  lançado em Novembro do ano passado, homónimo, mas está conhecido como &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse;   line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmo_Jarvis"&gt;Humasyouhitch/Sonofabitch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; border-collapse: separate;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fica aqui o som que  foi o seu primeiro single:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7XKW4vcKv8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7XKW4vcKv8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cosmojarvis"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cosmojarvis&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/265031262373791264-530756088733722726?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/530756088733722726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/530756088733722726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/06/cosmo-jarvis.html' title='Cosmo Jarvis'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3490006097581275613</id><published>2010-05-24T22:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:34:46.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 15ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-quinta sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-3490006097581275613?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3490006097581275613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3490006097581275613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/indiependentercm-959-fm-15-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 15ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-7214527219280360808</id><published>2010-05-22T19:26:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:11:09.341+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sebastien Tellier</title><content type='html'>Alguns de vocês poderão conhecer este senhor por ter sido o representante da França no festival da musica da eurovisão em 2008. Associado à &lt;b&gt;Record Makers&lt;/b&gt;, uma record label independente francesa, este compositor é conhecido por cantar nas suas musicas em várias línguas e dominar vários instrumentos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O seu primeiro álbum &lt;i&gt;L'incroyable Vérité &lt;/i&gt;lançado em 2001, é um álbum electrónico  com experimentalismo de variados sons bizarros, como os de um cão a "cantar" ou os gritos de uma mulher por cima do som seco de uma corda metálica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em apoio ao seu álbum, Sebastien juntou-se à famosíssima dupla francesa &lt;b&gt;AIR&lt;/b&gt; nas suas tounées.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainda deste álbum, pode-se ouvir a música&lt;i&gt; Fantino, &lt;/i&gt;no filme&lt;i&gt; Lost in Translation &lt;/i&gt;de&lt;i&gt; Sofia Coppola.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este primeiro álbum viu-se seguido, em 2005, pelo álbum &lt;i&gt;Politics &lt;/i&gt;do qual se destaca a música &lt;i&gt;La&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ritournelle&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre o lançamento deste e o do seu ultimo álbum &lt;i&gt;Sexuality&lt;/i&gt;, em 2008, Sebastien isola-se para gravar versões acústicas de músicas do seus dois álbum anteriores. Daí resultaria Sessions, um álbum mais maduro e aclamado pelas criticas. Este só se encontraria distribuído em França e Bélgica onde teria sido recebido com sucesso. Mais tarde, este álbum seria lançado no Reino Unido onde ganharia temas de Sebastien pertencentes à banda sonora do filme &lt;i&gt;Narco.&lt;/i&gt;  O álbum viu por esta ocasião o seu nome mudar para &lt;i&gt;Universe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em 2008 Sebastien lança o seu ultimo álbum, &lt;i&gt;Sexuality&lt;/i&gt;, produzido por Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo, uma das "caras" dos &lt;i&gt;Daft Punk &lt;/i&gt;(meto caras entre "" pelo facto dos Daft Punk usarem sempre capacetes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este álbum, como o nome indica tem uma aproximação mais sexual usando mesmo sons que Sebastien revelaria serem de sua namorada, gravados em momentos mais íntimos entre os dois. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deste álbum, a quarta faixa &lt;i&gt;Divine&lt;/i&gt;, viu-se seleccionada para representar a França no festival da canção da Eurovisão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixo-vos agora aqui com um video ou dois para vos dar a descobrir Sebastien Tellier:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif, serif; 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margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/265031262373791264-7214527219280360808?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7214527219280360808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/7214527219280360808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/sebastien-tellier.html' title='Sebastien Tellier'/><author><name>JeromeMF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172860189463674461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6910446548983585084</id><published>2010-05-18T11:03:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T12:16:30.877+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Hannigan'/><title type='text'>Sea Sew (2008) de Lisa Hannigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://israbox.com/uploads/posts/2009-01/1232526489_folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 176px;" src="http://israbox.com/uploads/posts/2009-01/1232526489_folder.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não é álbum recente, mas fui-me apercebendo de que era novidade para muitos amigos e conhecidos. Incluam-me, que fui parar à menina (1981) Hannigan - irlandesa cantautora-debulhadora - há coisa de poucas semanas, durante mais uma das minhas vadiagens youtubianas por covers de coisas choronas e-ou assim-assim. Desta, a culpa foi do Jobim: em alguns cliques tocou um &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7j2G-pl_xKE"&gt;Desafinado linguisticamente desapurado&lt;/a&gt;, trapalhão, mas também por isso com mais drama: "Oh p'ra mim, que além de desafinar, não digo bem as palavras. Eu possuo apenas o que Dês me deu.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disto, mira-se o Rice: homem muito jeitoso.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de depois disto, mira-se a Lisa: voz e atitude muito próprias; suave, tão suave, e às vezes tão &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9OlDBQ0AfM"&gt;intensa&lt;/a&gt;. Sem mareio - e não são trocadilhos gratuitos, é o que sinto tema a tema, tal e qual -, vai enrolar-te nas ondas e nos tempos costurados de Sea Sew, primeiro a solo, que é todo ele de um azul bom em dados coloridos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3m0Vq9pPblE&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3m0Vq9pPblE&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/265031262373791264-6910446548983585084?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6910446548983585084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6910446548983585084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/sea-sew-2008-de-lisa-hannigan.html' title='Sea Sew (2008) de Lisa Hannigan'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6823765202989097126</id><published>2010-05-17T23:53:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:29:01.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Monitor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titus Andronicus'/><title type='text'>Titus Andronicus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Caros e baratos, venho aqui anunciar - ia dizer "anunciar publicamente", mas não devemos ter o número de visitas necessárias para que isto seja considerado um espaço &lt;i&gt;público&lt;/i&gt; (nomeadamente uma visita por dia de outras pessoas que não eu próprio) - que me apaixonei de tal maneira violenta que só me apetece é comer flores o dia inteiro, espinhos e tudo. O meu novo amor? Obviamente, os Titus Andronicus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como pessoas ambiciosas que certamente todos vocês serão, o vosso maior objectivo passa obrigatoriamente por ser como eu. Infelizmente, esqueçam. O máximo que permito é apaixonarem-se pelo mesmo, musicalmente falando. Para isso, tenho preso em mim a liberdade de vos mostrar uma receita que, só por causa das merdas, até fui eu que inventei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A receita para se apaixonarem vem descrita de seguida (nomeadamente depois dos dois pontos com que irei acabar esta frase):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Observar atentamente a foto seguinte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S_HInQUajXI/AAAAAAAAANE/BljA56UcosU/s1600/l_33df85f042e54edf8984e5fc9a6a0c2b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S_HInQUajXI/AAAAAAAAANE/BljA56UcosU/s400/l_33df85f042e54edf8984e5fc9a6a0c2b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Perder 1 (um) minuto a olhar para a expressão da moça do lado direito, durante o qual deverão reflectir e procurar determinar a duração (e a intensidade) do eventual orgasmo experienciado pela dita moça. Se forem pessoas ingénuas, substituam a palavra "orgasmo" por "experiência religiosa".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Tentar perceber, de forma lenta e pausada (eu espero), qual a razão pela qual aquela gaja está naquele estado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4) Pôr, durante breves segundos, a hipótese de a rapariga talvez estar apaixonada pelo guitarrista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Logo de seguida, sem deixarem cair o racicíonio do passo nº 4, deverão olhar para o guitarrista e concluir que, com aquele aspecto, ninguém no seu perfeito juízo (ou mesmo completamente louco) conseguiria apaixonar-se por um gajo com aspecto tão evidentemente drógádo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6) Começar a desconfiar que a razão para aquela cara talvez se prenda (e se solte) à volta da música que emana da guitarra daquele drógádo barbudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7) Iniciar o vídeo em baixo, começando ao mesmo tempo a ler o discurso de Abraham Lincoln a propósito, ao que parece, da Guerra Civil Americana:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'From whence shall we expect the approach of danger? Shall some  transatlantic giant step the earth and  crush us at a blow? Never! All the armies of Europe and Asia could not,  by force, take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue  Ridge in the trial of a thousand  years. If destruction be our lot, we ourselves must be its author and  finisher. As a nation of free men, we will live forever, or die by  suicide."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8) Adquirir sensação de satisfação por ler merdas históricas, embora sem perceber nada. Aguardar que a guitarra entre e tudo comece estranhamente a fazer grande sentido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9) Agradecer a Deus haver tanta raiva e tanto talento nesta banda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YCLBL4LEkc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YCLBL4LEkc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10) Ouvir o álbum q.b. (on repeat, on repeat!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6823765202989097126?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6823765202989097126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6823765202989097126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/titus-andronicus.html' title='Titus Andronicus'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S_HInQUajXI/AAAAAAAAANE/BljA56UcosU/s72-c/l_33df85f042e54edf8984e5fc9a6a0c2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1119828993465437620</id><published>2010-05-17T23:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:12:10.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 14ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi hoje para o ar a décima-quarta sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1119828993465437620?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1119828993465437620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1119828993465437620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/indiependentercm-959-fm-14-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 14ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4014034010246850669</id><published>2010-05-11T23:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:57:06.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdy Nam Nam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já conhecia e há uns dias o amigo IndieApache fez o obséquio de me recordar o trabalho destes &lt;b&gt;4 Turntablers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fica aqui uma mostra do que estes senhores fazem a brincar com gira-discos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H-KKKs0f6hg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H-KKKs0f6hg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/265031262373791264-4014034010246850669?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4014034010246850669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4014034010246850669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/birdy-nam-nam.html' title='Birdy Nam Nam'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4411164395866953057</id><published>2010-05-11T17:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:46:37.470+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MGMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Björn and John'/><title type='text'>Foster The People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Andam por aí boatos que informam que os MGMT andaram a montar e ser montados pelo Peter, pelo Björn e pelo John, embora não necessariamente por esta ordem. De onde vêm tais infâmias? De mim mesmo, acabadinhas de inventar (obrigado pelos aplausos). Mas tenho razões para achar isso! Chamam-se Foster The People e, para além de ser mais uma banda com um nome que-credo, criaram esta pérola, com certeza fruto das paneleirices dos dois grupos supracitados:&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLK7hrRijes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLK7hrRijes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4411164395866953057?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4411164395866953057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4411164395866953057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/foster-people.html' title='Foster The People'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5743169164755481995</id><published>2010-05-11T00:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:20:49.824+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 13ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi ontem para o ar a décima-terceira sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5743169164755481995?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5743169164755481995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5743169164755481995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/indiependentercm-959-fm-13-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 13ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5134332082952452344</id><published>2010-05-07T01:46:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T01:46:00.963+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Zappa'/><title type='text'>Frank Zappa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma vez, ainda eu era convencido (agora sou mesmo bom), ia a caminho da Nazaré com o meu pai e na Antena 1 ia o António José Barros a contar estórias (e histórias) no meio das sempre excelentes músicas que escolhe. Atravessámos um cruzamento ao som de Frank Zappa, o que fez o meu pai entrar em modo automático de contador de estórias. Dizia ele, para meu aborrecimento adolescente:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Havia pessoal que só ouvia Frank Zappa. Mais nada! Gajos que diziam "eu só oiço Frank Zappa!". Doidinhos, pronto. Pancadas...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na altura eu pensava que o Zappa era um político mexicano. Depois apercebi-me que afinal eram uma banda sueca que fazia mais dinheiro que o valor do PIB português, durante a década de 80. Posteriormente apercebi-me que esses eram os ABBA. Desiludido, voltei a agarrar-me, já com o orgulho ferido pela confusão, à ideia que o Zappa é um político mexicano. Aprendi uma lição: para mim há-de ser sempre um político mexicano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entretanto ouvi as coisas do homem e, claro, fiquei fascinado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anos mais tarde, dei comigo no meu local de meditação. Meditando, pois, ao sol, na esplanada do café, a beber uma mini, vejo à minha frente personagem digna da Liga dos Últimos a traulitar baixinho:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dreamed I was an Eskimo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmVvgo1wxh4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmVvgo1wxh4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E eu exaltei-me: Isso é Frank Zappa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele retorquiu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- É pá, uma vez conheci um gajo que só ouvia Frank Zappa! Ele dizia "eu só oiço Frank Zappa!". Ganda doido! - e riu-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não sei se se referia ao Zappa ou ao outro. Não importa. Da minha parte, agradeço ao Zappa o flashback proporcionado. E, claro, toda a sua música:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hcm7uJ74XFI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hcm7uJ74XFI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5134332082952452344?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5134332082952452344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5134332082952452344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/frank-zappa.html' title='Frank Zappa'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8791493667679981618</id><published>2010-05-03T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:44:29.247+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 12ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi para o ar esta tarde a décima-segunda sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-8791493667679981618?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8791493667679981618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8791493667679981618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/indiependentercm-959-fm-12-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 12ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-723165298337239949</id><published>2010-05-02T17:44:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:19:17.548+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Audio Bullys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only Man'/><title type='text'>Audio Bullys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Passaram sensivelmente 2010 anos desde que o mais importante Jesus da história da Humanidade nasceu. Sendo o Benfica campeão esta época, o estatuto perdeu-se para sempre. De qualquer maneira, ser o segundo Jesus mais importante de sempre não é mau. Mas dizia eu: neste presente ano, os Audio Bullys - aproveito para sugerir a tradução de "bullying" para "emboizamento" - decidiram criar a melhor balada romântica possível. Okay, não é uma balada. Mas a letra é com certeza romântica. Okay, não é romântica. Mas é honesta, que é do mais romântico que as pessoas nos deixam ser hoje em dia (sei lá o que estou a dizer):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37PkeszYCCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37PkeszYCCk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-723165298337239949?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/723165298337239949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/723165298337239949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/05/audio-bullys.html' title='Audio Bullys'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6299308804931639267</id><published>2010-04-27T11:39:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T12:46:15.788+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orelha negra'/><title type='text'>orelha negra: filosofia de síntese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F6tiuIdzlqk/S6rSs9mqX0I/AAAAAAAACek/YI4LPOJ-Jlg/s1600/orelhanegra.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F6tiuIdzlqk/S6rSs9mqX0I/AAAAAAAACek/YI4LPOJ-Jlg/s1600/orelhanegra.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Um, dois... As canções que vamos apresentar têm uma ordem numérica que não obedeceu a nenhum critério especial, mas apenas a um sorteio. Teremos portanto canções de um a doze, além dos títulos respectivos, com o intuito também de estimular os nossos compositores e, simultaneamente, o aparecimento de novas melodias ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pegar em canções e transformá-las ... é a gente encontrar uma, digamos, uma unidade de expressão de sentimentos para conseguir encontrar-nos aí.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roberto Leal bafeja Lonnie Smith, entre outras promiscuidades, a lembrar que&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; "Não há nada mais novo do que a memória". &lt;/span&gt;Fresquinho: Março de Dois Mil e Dez na Fnac, com edição limitada em vinil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3TISRHH7III"&gt;hipertexto redundante para A Cura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/265031262373791264-6299308804931639267?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6299308804931639267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6299308804931639267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/orelha-negra-filosofia-de-sintese.html' title='orelha negra: filosofia de síntese'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F6tiuIdzlqk/S6rSs9mqX0I/AAAAAAAACek/YI4LPOJ-Jlg/s72-c/orelhanegra.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-350833608855711916</id><published>2010-04-27T00:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:36:58.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 11ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi para o ar esta tarde a décima-primeira sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-350833608855711916?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/350833608855711916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/350833608855711916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/indiependentercm-959-fm-11-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 11ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1324912093837836923</id><published>2010-04-26T19:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:25:26.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Indie Geek</title><content type='html'>Old Lounge Glitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como ser indie é também ser moderno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_B1g13a-nWk&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_B1g13a-nWk&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser moderno é também ser &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui vai um sweet jazz directamente de 86.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1324912093837836923?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1324912093837836923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1324912093837836923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-lounge-glitch.html' title='Indie Geek'/><author><name>Pheonix</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2549435893731433127</id><published>2010-04-22T00:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:45:18.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Velvet Underground</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma vez, há ao que me parecem agora eternidades atrás, apaixonei-me à primeira vista - já passou, obrigado - e associei imediatamente uma música ao que acabara de acontecer. Que música? A Pale Blue Eyes, dos Velvet Underground. Quem são os Veludo Subterrâneo? É pá, para já não curto muito essa mania de traduzir as coisas e, depois, deixa lá ver se percebo: não sabem? Também não explico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNafWbdriW0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNafWbdriW0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aproveitando para me citar, devo dizer que esquecendo pormenores como a vida fazer mais sentido; andarmos felizes; sermos boas pessoas; termos mais paciência; relativizarmos as dificuldades; enaltecermos a sorte que nos calha; passarmos a vida a rir; gostar de tudo, inclusivamente do que não gostamos; etc..., parece-me evidente que andar apaixonado - principalmente se for à primeira vista - só traz desvantagens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mas também aí os Velvet têm a solução. É injectar a Heroin ouvidos adentro e desfrutar do desespero com qualidade. Vivas aos Velvet!, a depressão que se asterisco-asterisco-asterisco-asterisco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xcwt9mSbYE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xcwt9mSbYE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/265031262373791264-2549435893731433127?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2549435893731433127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2549435893731433127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/velvet-underground.html' title='Velvet Underground'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6004656656182156514</id><published>2010-04-16T19:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:46:09.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thee Silver Mt. Zion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No panorama canadiano, e em especial, em Montreal, estamos já habituados a encontrar artistas de grande qualidade, que não olham às normas ou formatos impostos pela indústria, optando, antes, por se expressarem livremente, em projectos com registo sonoro muitas vezes único.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A banda que apresento hoje é um exemplo disso, sendo um projecto que desde a nascença tem vindo a procurar a sua própria auto-definição, sem nunca a encontrar. Surgidos das reminiscências de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Godspeed_You%21_Black_Emperor"&gt;Godspeed You! Black Emperor&lt;/a&gt;, a banda sobre modificações em quase todos os álbuns que lança. Ora mudança de membros, ora mudança de nome, ora expansão do estilo, já foram conhecidos por A Silver Mt. Zion, The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra &amp;amp; Tra-La-La Band, Thee Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra and Tra-La-La Band with Choir e Thee Silver Mountain Reveries. Esta incerteza de identidade só realça a importância daquilo que a sua música representa a cada momento, face à mera designação que é assim atirada para segundo plano, e que em nada deve influenciar ou definir a obra de uma banda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nos últimos dois álbuns em especial (13 Blues for Thirteen Moons (2008) e Kollaps Tradixionales (2010)), tem-se vindo a sentir uma maior orquestração e intensidade da sonoridade, afastando-os cada vez mais das suas origens com GY!BE. São exemplos destes últimos álbuns, que aqui apresento, e com os quais termino o post, porque mais palavras só afastariam cada vez mais esta descrição, daquilo que eles realmente são.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c5d5-gBEKVU&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c5d5-gBEKVU&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Black Waters Blowed/Engine Broke Blues do 13 Blues for Thirteen Moons. É um pouco experimental, sim =) (em continuação do concerto de ontem, assistido por alguns membros daqui=D), mas é estupidamente linda e intensa, desde que ouçam até ao fim. Não encontrei sem ser ao vivo.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCm4vAL4iY8&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCm4vAL4iY8&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I Built Myself a Metal Bird, do Kollapz Tradixionales)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/265031262373791264-6004656656182156514?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6004656656182156514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6004656656182156514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/thee-silver-mt-zion.html' title='Thee Silver Mt. Zion'/><author><name>Tiago Ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234910322954244023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwV-WQ0YJnI/TOGLKVhu4qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5uH2BAyVTgc/S220/me-rotoscoped.500.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2053037091882819292</id><published>2010-04-15T17:15:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:26:23.998+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cardigans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly Bear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Morning Benders'/><title type='text'>The Morning Benders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do mais indiescutível - de ser tão e descaradamente indie que já devia ter outra categoria, própria, €urosonante, pelo bem da residualidade do rótulo que, adaptado, nos dá título -, vem hoje aqui parar (zzzzzzzzzuuum Pás!) The Morning Benders. Directamente do meu coração para a folha electrónica, estes docinhos caíram-me do céu mais leves do que qualquer sobremesa com nome de coisa gorda, durante uma viagem melodramática pelo youtube, entre covers da "Lovefool" dos Cardigans - sim, do filme Romeo + Juliet, imagine-se! E ela é tão menina que não resistiu: nunca a baba&amp;amp;ranho fora tão bem com um sorriso rasgado e, portanto, só podia ser bom. Passaram também num teste particular montado nessa grande instituição de exposição-aprovação interpessoal que é o fb - &lt;em&gt;são likes, meu amor, são likes&lt;/em&gt;. Abriram concertos para éne (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Morning_Benders"&gt;confira&lt;/a&gt;) e, agora, desde dia nove de Março, estão aí com novo &lt;em&gt;Big Echo&lt;/em&gt;, depois de &lt;em&gt;Talking Through Tin Cans&lt;/em&gt; (2008). Quem quiser que vá por mim, são doces sem deixar as guitarras e a percussão, hábeis e de bom gosto. Vão ficar com areias da California nos pés e uma pontinha de sal pacífico no nariz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como quase-antropóloga, para-sempre-quase - especialmente depois do comentário que vou fazer; e, vá, não me censurem, lembrem-se como correu bem à mãe do Obama -, confesso um ainda por cima: aquele Chris Chu, de olhinhos rasgados, é exemplo da boa aculturação que acontece por esse mundo fora. Hey-man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senhores e senhoras, duas de the morning benders:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KtsvvLF3p2M&amp;amp;hl=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_GYpt6DDt8&amp;amp;hl=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De &lt;em&gt;Big Echo&lt;/em&gt; (que contou com o &lt;a href="http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2009/11/grizzly-bears-ursos-grisalhos.html"&gt;grisalho&lt;/a&gt; Chris Taylor na produção), aqui acústica com pinta &lt;em&gt;homemade&lt;/em&gt;. É a segunda do alinhamento: "Promises", depois de "Excuses".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2053037091882819292?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2053037091882819292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2053037091882819292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/morning-benders.html' title='The Morning Benders'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5917900684993991783</id><published>2010-04-15T13:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:15:39.909+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is All'/><title type='text'>Love Is All - Kungen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tODpU7OgRIw/SWNRPxTCtZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oYl994Pkytw/s400/148114.LoveIsAll_17A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tODpU7OgRIw/SWNRPxTCtZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oYl994Pkytw/s400/148114.LoveIsAll_17A.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando se acorda bem disposto, acorda-se bem disposto e nada a fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Antes de ir ouvir dubstep da Transilvânia para regularizar as coisas, nada como partilhar a festa compactada que são os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is All &lt;/span&gt;e, mais concretamente, o seu novo &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two Thousand &amp;amp; Ten Injuries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Este já é o terceiro esforço da banda sueca, que com cinco elementos fazem o som de todos os grupos de teatro de todas as escolas secundárias do mundo, juntos. Diz-se que são das melhores novas bandas ao vivo por aí, quem sabe poderemos conferir isso num dos festivais deste Verão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fiquem com o único single do álbum até à altura - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kungen&lt;/span&gt; -  exemplar mas nem de perto do melhor que podemos ouvir em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two Thousand &amp;amp; Ten Injuries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zl1PqiluWic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zl1PqiluWic&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5917900684993991783?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5917900684993991783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5917900684993991783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-is-all-kungen.html' title='Love Is All - Kungen'/><author><name>kadgi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07531398224739961362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MZzk1bfVbY4/SVkrDSaHNZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/A86GLs5Wrbc/S220/Img006+(2).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tODpU7OgRIw/SWNRPxTCtZI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oYl994Pkytw/s72-c/148114.LoveIsAll_17A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4906782652656709242</id><published>2010-04-12T22:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:52:37.028+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kasabian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimus Alive 2010'/><title type='text'>Kasabian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há que tempos que oiço falar dos Kasabian. Como também não gostava (e não gosto) do nome da banda, nunca me dei ao trabalho de os ouvir; mas aqui há coisa de meses li na sempre exagerada new musical express que os gajos andavam a inspirar-se nos Pink Floyd para o último álbum e eu, pimbas, comecei logo a pensar que haveria de acumular ódio na expectativa de ouvir aquilo e dizer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah-ah! Não valem um [esqueci-me do que ia escrever]!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que na prática nunca mais os ouvi: no meio de tanta coisa que queria ouvir e gostar, não tive tempo de ouvir uma coisa que queria não gostar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... Mas entretanto aproveitei o facto de contribuir para o desenvolvimento do país - não só através destes posts - e decidi estoirar 90€ e 2 dias de férias no Optimus Alive. E fui lá ao site do festival e vi Kasabian com letra de tamanho até grandito e pensei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nem é tarde, nem é cedo: é agora que oiço estes filhos da [esqueci-me outra vez]!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouvi o último álbum. A primeira metade é muito boa, a segunda nem tanto. Pink Floyd? Não vamos misturar música com religião. Mas gostei. Fiquei positivamente impressionado. Fiquemos com o segundo single extraído do álbum - uma música abichanada mas interessante:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuPK6KgSjno&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fuPK6KgSjno&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;..... e com a melhor música do mesmo álbum (esta mais à homem):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctutUU56DSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ctutUU56DSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-4906782652656709242?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4906782652656709242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4906782652656709242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/kasabian.html' title='Kasabian'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-523675800366886454</id><published>2010-04-12T20:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:18:18.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 10ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi para o ar esta tarde a décima sessão d'oINDIEpendente na&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;. Podem ouvir&amp;nbsp;no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Podcast&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-523675800366886454?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/523675800366886454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/523675800366886454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/indiependentercm-959-fm-10-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 10ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-8917540887275463903</id><published>2010-04-09T19:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:16:03.361+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CocoRosie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freak Folk'/><title type='text'>CocoRosie - Children's noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Chegam a casa todos rebentados, quer por trabalho, quer cansados de nada fazer e apetece-vos ouvir qualquer coisa calma, meio experimental para poderem viajar por mundos repletos de magia e fantasia, mas sem sair de casa? (Atenção que agora ouvir ou produzir música experimental faz de ti uma pessoa muito cool :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Então &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CocoRosie"&gt;CocoRosie&lt;/a&gt; é a resposta aos vossos males! São as irmãs Bianca "Coco" e Sierra "Rosie" Casady, vindas dos EUA, com os seus sons &lt;i&gt;freak folk&lt;/i&gt; e as suas doces vozes de meninas de coro (fora parte pedofilia eclesiástica).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Nas faixas dos seus três álbuns podem encontrar de tudo um pouco, blues, opera, sons de brinquedos, pássaros a cantar... Não dá vontade de ouvir? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Já conhecia estas senhoras e já me tinha esquecido delas, mas como a Radar me prendou há pouco tempo com o primeiro &lt;i&gt;single&lt;/i&gt; do álbum que vão lançar em Maio deste ano - espera lá, deixa meter-me a ouvir isto em casa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Este é o seu novo single, &lt;i&gt;Lemonade&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xO0G_AaOV6o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xO0G_AaOV6o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Um som do seu segundo álbum:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/68E_JSCOD_I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/68E_JSCOD_I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;E para finalizar, do seu primeiro trabalho, um som de cortar a respiração (digo isto de lágrima no olho ^^):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rRQZMreM5Qs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rRQZMreM5Qs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cocorosie"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cocorosie&lt;/a&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/265031262373791264-8917540887275463903?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8917540887275463903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/8917540887275463903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/cocorosie.html' title='CocoRosie - Children&apos;s noise'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-747863876414137007</id><published>2010-04-08T22:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:51:32.302+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Dapper Bandits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Mario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Chiefs 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estradasphere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buck Fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Zorn'/><title type='text'>Estradasphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sem qualquer noção de formato e fora de preconceitos ou de estilos musicais, Estradasphere é uma das bandas contemporâneas que tem surgido na linha da frente da fusão entre géneros. Com uma qualidade de composição e de imaginação que se coloca ao lado de nomes como Mr. Bungle/SecretChiefs3 (Patton-land..) ou John Zorn, eles libertam as rédeas daquilo que se define desde a antiguidade como sendo o conceito de uma música.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em trechos de vários minutos, levam-nos a viagens entre diversos estilos com diversas influências, colocando-se, no entanto, sempre sob o "dome" do rock e do jazz. Não têm problemas em cantar em estilo beach-boys, ou de berrar em tom de doom metal, nem de misturar canto lírico com pedaleira dupla. E ainda pelo meio, marcam o seu registo com instrumentos de sopro e violino, uma bateria que não conhece destino (dando-me vontade de citar uma música dos Beatles, "he is a real nowhere man, sittin in his nowhere land, making all his nowhere plans for nobody.."), e findando este molto pianíssimo resumo, por uma acentuada influência "geek", de geração Nintendo, fazendo uso de sons dos jogos nos interlúdios que nos levam de metal para o circo e vice versa, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana,helvetica,arial,sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;OldiesWarning &amp;gt; culminando até numa versão jazz extremamente composta da "theme" de Super Mario Bros. 2, ou, para os felizes possuidores de consolas NES, para momentos de nostalgia em que o jogo encrava e é preciso tirar o cartucho para lhe soprar. &amp;lt;/OldiesWarning&amp;gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouvir um album de Estradasphere quando ainda não o conhecemos, é não saber ao certo o que vamos ouvir e não nos importarmos com isso, porque temos a garantia da qualidade, e se é qualidade que apreciamos na música, então estes albuns são o mais intenso tantra musical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apresento uma música daquele que é considerado o melhor dos seus trabalhos, o album "Buck Fever".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eis, uma meia dúzia de existências, que nesta vida se cruzaram, para platonicamente dar origem a um dos maiores génios músicais de sempre: Estradasphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbnYgbpRlhg&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbnYgbpRlhg&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-747863876414137007?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/747863876414137007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/747863876414137007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/estradasphere.html' title='Estradasphere'/><author><name>Tiago Ribeiro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02234910322954244023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zwV-WQ0YJnI/TOGLKVhu4qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5uH2BAyVTgc/S220/me-rotoscoped.500.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5403210328080055639</id><published>2010-04-07T20:16:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:05:44.894+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden 80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Violent Femmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Add it Up'/><title type='text'>Violent Femmes - Add It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Aproveitando o facto de neste momento não existirem vilões a tentar destruir o mundo e, consequentemente, libertando-me temporariamente (não se preocupem) da função de seu salvador (de quem?), venho aqui anunciar peremptoriamente (palavra que não sei o que quer dizer) que desisto de ser a única pessoa com extremo bom gosto presente nas festas onde se pode escolher o som que se passa; ou pelo menos de escolher o dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Porquê? Oh, porque depois aparece sempre a gaja alcoolicamente boa mas com mau feitio que quer ouvir coisas "mais animadas" ou o betinho cujo pólo diz (eu só consigo olhar para o pólo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Eu até curto do teu som pá, mas a malta quer algo mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Paramos para o senhor tomar alguma coisa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Não, apetecia-me algo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Arre, fasteriscoda-se, desisto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;É que, só numa de fazer ver-vos - que me perdoem os invisuais - o tipo de coisa que eu gostava mesmo de ouvir mas que exige não só uma capacidade de entender palavras em estrangeiro como também a necessidade de conhecer os tempos da música (seja lá o que isso for), e que, por isso mesmo, é difícil de engolir para quem está bêbedo e só quer é ouvir pão-com-queijo (depois explico), pode - e deve - ser exemplificado de forma gloriosa na música que em baixo se apresenta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHapDS2fcFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHapDS2fcFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Estou a ficar velho.&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/265031262373791264-5403210328080055639?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5403210328080055639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5403210328080055639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/violent-femmes-add-it-up.html' title='Violent Femmes - Add It Up'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4208677762905883787</id><published>2010-04-01T12:20:00.022+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:52:23.083+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnwaynes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda Martini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dealema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimus Discos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frankie Chavez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiguana Bibles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fita Cola'/><title type='text'>Linda Martini e outros (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Optimus Discos vai na quarta série. Henrique Amaro à cabeça, são 31 em menos de um ano, todos disponíveis para download gratuito, mediante registo, &lt;a href="http://www.optimusdiscos.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Gravações em concerto e em estúdio, umas recentes, outras menos, o rumo tem sido a promoção e divulgação de novos valores musicais portugueses (pareço a RP da cena). Assim, 2009 foi chorudo em composições lusas para o estéreo do fone e da coluna, algumas delas com entrada própria aqui n'oindie - lembro-me da música de &lt;a href="http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2009/10/tiguana-bibles.html"&gt;Tiguana Bibles&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;conimbricenses apresentados pelo Apache. Da última série brotam &lt;a href="http://www.optimusdiscos.com/discos/outros-dias"&gt;Fita Cola&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.optimusdiscos.com/discos/arte-de-viver"&gt;Dealema&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.optimusdiscos.com/discos/what-is-all-about"&gt;Johnwaynes&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2009/12/frankie-chaveze-nao-e-venezuelano.html"&gt;Frankie Chavez&lt;/a&gt;, mas queria destacar outros, sem desprimor. É que uma das minhas bandas portuguesas favoritas teve lugar na terceira série e ainda não passou pelo blog: Linda Martini. Em &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Intervalo&lt;/span&gt; (EP), estes meninos e menina do abençoadoqualquercoisaprogressivo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;recordam &lt;/span&gt;temas, todos seus excepto "Adeus Tristeza", versão que faço questão que oiçam, lixe-se o quão fartos possam estar da canção. É possível que caia sempre bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nós fizemos uma versão da Lena d'Água e o pai do André disse: vocês têm é de fazer uma versão do "Adeus Tristeza"!". Pontos de contacto com os Linda Martini? "É melancólico até dizer chega...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  em entrevista a Lia Pereira, Blitz 19/01/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Rc-9Bz_Sdo&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Rc-9Bz_Sdo&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&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/265031262373791264-4208677762905883787?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4208677762905883787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4208677762905883787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/04/linda-martini-e-outros-2009.html' title='Linda Martini e outros (2009)'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-6823567215183536743</id><published>2010-03-31T10:40:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:26:14.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JP Simões'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quinteto Tati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Dell&apos;Arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belle Chase Hotel'/><title type='text'>JP Simões</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olá a todos, muito bom dia. É isto que acontece quando volto ao trabalho: passo pelo indie, comento e publico umas coisas, se sim. Depois de um fim-de-semana longo e verde no Minho, trago uma referência conhecida, que me fez companhia em deslocações de lá em lá, numa banda sonora funda e teatral, muitas vezes deliciosamente irónica, como só a inteligência permite. João Paulo Simões canta a contar coisas, em &lt;em&gt;Boato &lt;/em&gt;(2009). A deixarem a empatia chegar-vos ao nariz, alinham-se corações e é como [vi]ver um filme, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con&lt;/strong&gt;corda-se&lt;/em&gt;. Não posso fazer melhor do que o-que-já-se-sabe: tem &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDcpJz6Ufq0"&gt;Pop Dell'Arte&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pdLWXFPVL0"&gt;Belle Chase Hotel&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0s0GJCCayMM"&gt;Quinteto Tati&lt;/a&gt; no currículo, entre outros limões sumarentos que, bem espremidos, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;re&lt;/strong&gt;corda&lt;/em&gt; aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eKQ41OKmV5I&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-6823567215183536743?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6823567215183536743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/6823567215183536743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/jp-simoes.html' title='JP Simões'/><author><name>agil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16248255942083712171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tbSwKU1Sf8E/SaLilKiKRFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9rDX2fiM5M0/S220/Pict0173.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-912784586706417125</id><published>2010-03-29T22:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:22:14.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 9ª Sessão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s1600-h/post_rcm.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441160965874820818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s400/post_rcm.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 117px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 263px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi   para o ar esta tarde a nona sessão d'oINDIEpendente na &lt;a href="http://www.radiocampomaior.com/"&gt;Rádio Campo Maior&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Podem ouvir no nosso&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Podcast&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-912784586706417125?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/912784586706417125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/912784586706417125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/indiependentercm-959-fm-9-sessao.html' title='INDIEpendente@RCM 95.9 fm - 9ª Sessão'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/S4LjEeiwptI/AAAAAAAAAXw/f3MU_LEAcNU/s72-c/post_rcm.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-2284891654273785881</id><published>2010-03-29T03:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:24:34.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olá Glitch Tune!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVYLAVOU2po&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BVYLAVOU2po&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este humilde servo saúda-vos na sua estreia n' oINDIependente.&lt;br /&gt;Olá.&lt;br /&gt;Um grupo de 4 do Japão decidiram juntar bossa nova a placas de som de 8bits.&lt;br /&gt;Glith Tune!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-2284891654273785881?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2284891654273785881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/2284891654273785881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/ola-glitch-tune.html' title='Olá Glitch Tune!'/><author><name>Pheonix</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-4988862437349018129</id><published>2010-03-25T08:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T09:15:27.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Para não ser sempre o mesmo na cruz!</title><content type='html'>Ora aqui quero partilhar com vocês um pouco de produto nacional.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diabo na Cruz  &lt;/b&gt;é o nome desta banda e trazem-nos o seu album de estreia que tem como titulo &lt;b&gt;Virou!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O grupo efectuou neste album uma mistura entre rock e o que de mais tradicional temos aqui em Portugal, tornando-se num album viciante e agradável. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temos então um folk'rock à portuguesa, com letras longe de serem banais e cheias de promenores, no qual os sons da nossa terra voltam mais eléctricos que nunca. Ao ouvir o album ora estamos na era dos nossos avós, ora estamos de volta ao presente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixo-vos aqui com dois videos das músicas que mais me viciam neste album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diabo na Cruz - Tão Lindo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZhJ5qExfNk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FZhJ5qExfNk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diabo na Cruz - Bom Tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmSMsTTaXSA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GmSMsTTaXSA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/265031262373791264-4988862437349018129?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4988862437349018129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/4988862437349018129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-nao-ser-sempre-o-mesmo-na-cruz.html' title='Para não ser sempre o mesmo na cruz!'/><author><name>JeromeMF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172860189463674461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-1743748703505088577</id><published>2010-03-24T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:56:31.694Z</updated><title type='text'>PJ Harvey &amp; Thom Yorke - This mess we're in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faço o obséquio de partilhar - porque é digital, de maneira que não se perde nada quando se partilha - com vocês, sejam lá quem forem, a minha actual música &lt;i&gt;on repeat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E vai ser assim até alguém perguntar: é sempre a mesma cantiga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não. Estava era com imensa vontade de cozinhar e, como tal, quando vinha do McDonalds - estava bom, obrigado - estava, não por acaso, a ouvir a Radar (não consigo apanhar a rádio de Campo Maior, nem sei porquê) e oiço isto pela primeira e claramente não última vez:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99k8w65v3_I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/99k8w65v3_I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;e fiquei todo eu em estado catatónico - que por acaso até nem tem nada a ver mas estava mesmo à rasquinha para usar a palavra catatónico. Era só isto, muito obrigado a mim mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-1743748703505088577?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1743748703505088577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/1743748703505088577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/pj-harvey-thom-yorke-this-mess-were-in.html' title='PJ Harvey &amp; Thom Yorke - This mess we&apos;re in'/><author><name>gng</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8p85OFrYk/S0ulwtBiyYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/62MFe_4W4QI/S220/hVggY.878255-02.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-3305926386480570312</id><published>2010-03-24T01:38:00.012Z</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:19:50.296Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indie Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumford and Sons'/><title type='text'>Mumford &amp; Sons - Não é uma PME de construção civil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há pouco tempo deram-me a conhecer esta banda, numa onda banjos e bandolins, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mumford &amp;amp; Sons &lt;/span&gt;- descendentes directos da onda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Folk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock&lt;/span&gt; britânica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contam com um álbum apenas, editado em 2009, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sigh_No_More_%28Mumford_%26_Sons_album%29"&gt;Sigh No More&lt;/a&gt;. Tem sido um daqueles álbuns que tenho ouvido em &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loop, &lt;/span&gt;não sei se pelo estilo de música ou pelo que tenho andado a fazer (muita coisa), ou mesmo porque estes tipos fazem bom som. Boas letras, bons arranjos de piano e banjo e umas linhas de contrabaixo hipnotizantes que acompanham todas as faixas do álbum. Ah, e a voz do senhor que canta é bem potente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos três presentes para provarem esta banda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYQ_lse44gQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYQ_lse44gQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3KkUeRPjc-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3KkUeRPjc-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_YJhmGKTxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_YJhmGKTxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mumfordandsons"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mumfordandsons"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/mumfordandsons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/265031262373791264-3305926386480570312?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3305926386480570312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/3305926386480570312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/mumford-sons-indie-folk.html' title='Mumford &amp; Sons - Não é uma PME de construção civil!'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265031262373791264.post-5800012623920596002</id><published>2010-03-22T20:56:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:22:13.590Z</updated><title type='text'>The XX - Estes gajos andam brutos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pmhwro9EA4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pmhwro9EA4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrVgCCUQ3fQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrVgCCUQ3fQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cover&lt;/span&gt; está bem conseguida e a música &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teardrops &lt;/span&gt;é uma demo, está gira, à altura do álbum.&lt;br /&gt;Um à parte, os mitras já andam a fazer das suas, já fazem remixes dubstep com The XX e tudo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/265031262373791264-5800012623920596002?l=oindiependente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5800012623920596002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/265031262373791264/posts/default/5800012623920596002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oindiependente.blogspot.com/2010/03/xx-estes-gajos-andam-brutos.html' title='The XX - Estes gajos andam brutos...'/><author><name>oINDIEpendente</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18071920828819634312</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xh62L7F12HI/TJdA7baIKGI/AAAAAAAAAbo/WJYvx6euA2Y/S220/oindie.png'/></author></entry></feed>
