<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:10:16.787-08:00</updated><category term='Lado Negro'/><title type='text'>Recortes do Silencio...</title><subtitle type='html'>Três amigos, com um conhecimento e "vício" em comum... A música...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>694</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5204132519007139478</id><published>2012-02-07T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T16:20:31.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo Josh Ritter</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dHB-Ib6q38c" 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/21484161-5204132519007139478?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5204132519007139478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5204132519007139478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5204132519007139478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5204132519007139478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/02/novo-josh-ritter.html' title='Novo Josh Ritter'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dHB-Ib6q38c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-53459534847232096</id><published>2012-02-07T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:42:31.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOON(in)MOTION - The Silent Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="100" style="position: relative; display: block; width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/album=3491811691/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mooninmotion.bandcamp.com/album/the-silent-room"&gt;the silent room by MOON(in)MOTION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-53459534847232096?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/53459534847232096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=53459534847232096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/53459534847232096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/53459534847232096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/02/mooninmotion-silent-room.html' title='MOON(in)MOTION - The Silent Room'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4478777612650389244</id><published>2012-02-06T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T15:19:54.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - VIII</title><content type='html'>Se é verdade que 2011 não foi o ano mais produtivo em termos de Recortes, houve, felizmente, 2 nomes que não faltaram por cá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iObX5OzKpTA/TzBd2jgWknI/AAAAAAAAAnc/BAwTNEgaWpc/s1600/anna_calvi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iObX5OzKpTA/TzBd2jgWknI/AAAAAAAAAnc/BAwTNEgaWpc/s320/anna_calvi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706163919703675506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Calvi foi avançada por cá como uma das vozes a ter em conta durante o ano e a verdade é que o seu disco de estreia mereceu rotações intermináveis, incessantes e permanentemente contagiantes.&lt;br /&gt;O concerto por terras lusas acabou por ficar apenas na lista dos "concertos-imperdíveis-mas-que-acabei-por-perder" mas o disco, no seu arrojo e poder, mantém um nível de qualidade claramente acima da média, de tal forma que a sua divulgação foi sempre acompanhada pelas recomendações de nomes como os de Nick Cave ou Brian Eno. É rock , é blues, mas também é pele, fogo, dor, diabo, energia e candura, numa guitarra e uma voz que ameaçam muitos dos nomes consagrados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EScw2XrUHFY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHQa5yfRnKg/TzBd0TGFZzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/U-_zxeqt1cU/s1600/album_cover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHQa5yfRnKg/TzBd0TGFZzI/AAAAAAAAAnM/U-_zxeqt1cU/s320/album_cover.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706163880938792754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Callahan tem sido dos cantautores mais convincentes dos anos mais recentes. Em "Apocalypse", manteve tudo dos seus anteriores registos, abordando a sociedade, a amizade, a América e o Mundo, com humor e até uma certa revolta. E conseguiu incluir simultaneamente a abordagem de uma composição sonora entre o rock e o formato mais acústico, garantindo um disco completo, sem falhas e um exemplo para muitos dos actuais cantautores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dMQ0CeXYd54" 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/21484161-4478777612650389244?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4478777612650389244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4478777612650389244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4478777612650389244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4478777612650389244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/02/melhores-2011-viii.html' title='Melhores 2011 - VIII'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iObX5OzKpTA/TzBd2jgWknI/AAAAAAAAAnc/BAwTNEgaWpc/s72-c/anna_calvi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6053600786826207208</id><published>2012-02-01T15:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:44:11.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - VII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z3XJDW3qfo/TynKKnfK1oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/MPvg-v5okRI/s1600/51kGtfl3JFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z3XJDW3qfo/TynKKnfK1oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/MPvg-v5okRI/s320/51kGtfl3JFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704312686788662914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum chama-se "Lupercalia" e é o mais completo da curta mas produtiva carreira de Patrick Wolf. Inclui a criatividade habitual, com a mestria Pop já revelada em registos anteriores, sem ignorar os sons mais serenos e intimistas. &lt;br /&gt;"Lupercalia" é tem também um óptimo exemplo da preguiça nacional radiofónica já que são inúmeros os momentos passíveis de "airplay" ao longo do disco mas que ainda assim não competem sequer com as Gagas e Biebers nas playlists de grande parte das rádios portuguesas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mn0vieqyu7E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB5O_SONr88/TynODLx67qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Nid0HXWmHD0/s1600/519FW%252B5HSAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB5O_SONr88/TynODLx67qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Nid0HXWmHD0/s320/519FW%252B5HSAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704316957138546338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Foof Fighters são uma banda mainstream. Sobre isto pouco ou nada há a dizer. Mas há uma diferença entre uma banda como os Foo Fighters e outros do mesmo "status", como os Coldplay, por exemplo. A vantagem que a banda de Dave Grohl parece trazer é o tom despretensioso e sem restrições como se apresenta ao público e elege o que canta. Porque o rock que praticam soa realmente natural e não plástico ou direccionado para determinados alvos. E por isso "Wasting Light" merece este destaque. Porque foi o único álbum rock de uma banda Mundial que realmente me convenceu e porque inclui o fenomenal "These Days".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TNLhxlEU52c" 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/21484161-6053600786826207208?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6053600786826207208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6053600786826207208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6053600786826207208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6053600786826207208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/02/melhores-2011-vii.html' title='Melhores 2011 - VII'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z3XJDW3qfo/TynKKnfK1oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/MPvg-v5okRI/s72-c/51kGtfl3JFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1324873638822763927</id><published>2012-01-26T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T16:26:00.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outono/Inverno</title><content type='html'>Todos temos o nosso Outono.&lt;br /&gt;Dias fechados, de neblina cerrada, perdidos na turbulência de ventos inconstantes e rajadas de Sol ocasionais. Dias vagos, que nunca sendo radiantes ou miseráveis, raiam o vazio do indefinido e a indiferença de tudo o que podemos sentir. Passamos por eles desmesuradamente gastos, por entre os salpicos intoleravelmente insignificantes da chuva e a explosão ignorante e ingénua do êxtase de floras antes verdejantes que decidem morrer em sorrisos coloridos, de secura crepitante e estaladiça, invariavelmente pisada por passos apressadas de quem já não corre para onde quer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim, vagueando por dias de redes que ligam mas raramente unem, assistimos ao isolamento dos eus, suportados por laços que nunca apertam e luzes que ensombram o crespúsculo de cada reviver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eis que chega o Inverno. E é na corrosão da neblina do dia, no atrito volátil dos relâmpagos, que o combate melhor se ergue. Contra a vontade dos ventos e a tempestade das vontades, definida e coerente, conquistamos muralhas, abatemos a verdade suspeita e o absurdo da certeza de que tanto quanto construímos é real.&lt;br /&gt;Quebrada a máscara outonal, resta-me a fugaz nudez da tua paisagem, de galhos tempestuosos e ciclones de candura e o abrigo do agasalho lascivo do teu sabor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Sg7YkPnEYw" 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/21484161-1324873638822763927?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1324873638822763927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1324873638822763927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1324873638822763927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1324873638822763927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/outonoinverno.html' title='Outono/Inverno'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-Sg7YkPnEYw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7116123412538257349</id><published>2012-01-24T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:54:29.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4yG0XsAn84/Tx9BTNGHvDI/AAAAAAAAAmk/m1NwooJQbRk/s1600/ukulele_songs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4yG0XsAn84/Tx9BTNGHvDI/AAAAAAAAAmk/m1NwooJQbRk/s320/ukulele_songs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701347451462990898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinceramente não consegui compreender a razão para não encontrar "Ukelele Songs" em nenhuma lista dos melhores do ano passado. É verdade que não é uma revolução na Música, que não se encontrarm por lá novidades ou estreias, sobretudo para a tribo "Vedderiana", mas as versões que por lá se encontram, reduzidas ao máximo da intimidade, exponencialmente levadas ao mínimo na composição, têm tanto de verdade como o facto de Eddie Vedder ser cada vez menos só o vocalista dos Pearl Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xUsa77MfVpI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0XYMwu9mm8/Tx9BS5BYJuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/rzU80BWo7FQ/s1600/51Aa6LYeiWL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0XYMwu9mm8/Tx9BS5BYJuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/rzU80BWo7FQ/s320/51Aa6LYeiWL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701347446074386146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Marling cresceu. E a voz que se escuta ao longo de "A Creature I Don't Know" não é a de uma jovem de 20 e poucos anos, mas sim de uma cantora autêntica e madura. Seja lá o que isso significa... E por isso não é só Marling que se escuta, mas ecos de vozes como as de Cat Power, Joan Baez ou Joan Wasser. Num disco onde se vagueia entre o Diabo e o pecado, entre o bucolismo e a vida que nos escapa, "A Creature I Don't Know" merece honras de destaque na colheita de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rw6L8_wLJXk" 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/21484161-7116123412538257349?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7116123412538257349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7116123412538257349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7116123412538257349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7116123412538257349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-vi.html' title='Melhores 2011 - VI'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a4yG0XsAn84/Tx9BTNGHvDI/AAAAAAAAAmk/m1NwooJQbRk/s72-c/ukulele_songs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6916551755547293407</id><published>2012-01-18T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:50:43.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - V</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtCFSJk4cbA/TxdaHubH1WI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fexihBKDbyI/s1600/dodos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtCFSJk4cbA/TxdaHubH1WI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fexihBKDbyI/s320/dodos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699122942228026722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O arranque de "No Color", o registo de 2011 dos The Dodos, é contagiante. Lança o ritmo para o que se pode encontrar ao longo do álbum, num registo indie-rock mas que se afasta o suficiente desses ambientes para soar fresco e diferente. Confuso? Talvez, mas sobretudo depois de um álbum como "Time To Die",a força incluída neste trabalho assombra e convence. Com "No Color", os The Dodos lançam-se para outro round e dão luta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1d6IeNpC9p0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scwN825zFM4/TxdaH0J10oI/AAAAAAAAAmM/kTce6iy_mn8/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-scwN825zFM4/TxdaH0J10oI/AAAAAAAAAmM/kTce6iy_mn8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699122943766155906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.J. Harvey é uma amiga da casa. Dela já não se espera algo rotineiro ou banal e, como se diz no Norte, está uma senhora feita. Sim, mantém doses de excentricidade, o seu som vagueia entre o sóbrio e o experimental e não será a primeira audição que conquista o ouvido mais acostumado a sons directos e mais "fáceis".&lt;br /&gt;Polly Jean é rock, "Let England Shake" é imperdível e desta vez até garantiu a companhia de Mick Harvey, outro Bad Seed que Nick Cave aparentemente deixou escapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qGlbVPdxC60" 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/21484161-6916551755547293407?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6916551755547293407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6916551755547293407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6916551755547293407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6916551755547293407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-v.html' title='Melhores 2011 - V'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rtCFSJk4cbA/TxdaHubH1WI/AAAAAAAAAmE/fexihBKDbyI/s72-c/dodos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-8325467356445028000</id><published>2012-01-12T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T15:56:18.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mowT0xrYsrY/Tw9xtdfc5iI/AAAAAAAAAl4/VVgIBbso7zo/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mowT0xrYsrY/Tw9xtdfc5iI/AAAAAAAAAl4/VVgIBbso7zo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696897079471564322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O final de 2011 trouxe-me dois Recortes que, com expectativas completamente diferentes, garantiram rotações prolongadas ao longo de 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro pertence aos Black Keys que com "El Camino" reforçam o som completo e sólido que compunha "Brothers". Rock directo, blues contagioso e uma qualidade de execução e composição invejáveis num regresso que torna ainda mais desejável uma visita a terras lusas. "Lonely Boy" o single de apresentação teve honras de destaque aqui no Recortes e é a melhor canção que 2011 escutou. Mas o álbum tem mais, muito mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8kC6Rl3HXaA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JxOqHYvP9s/Tw9xtFTS89I/AAAAAAAAAls/PGUA3p1--78/s1600/folder.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JxOqHYvP9s/Tw9xtFTS89I/AAAAAAAAAls/PGUA3p1--78/s320/folder.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696897072978129874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segundo registo aterrou por cá em pleno dia de Natal. A desconfiança foi a primeira abordagem (tu que o digas, puto!) mas o que é certo é que "Hisingen Blues" dos suecos Graveyard garantiu bastante airplay caseiro desde esse dia. Rock rasgado, agressivo até, numa linha bastante próxima da década de 70 do século passado, mas com um fervor e uma energia contagiosas. Depois da ligeira desilusão que foi o regresso dos Radio Moscow, os Graveyard foram (e têm sido) o meu disco de catarse, a minha AK-47 de guerrilha diária, a minha vulcanização pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0cfXN4qCt1I" 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/21484161-8325467356445028000?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8325467356445028000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8325467356445028000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8325467356445028000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8325467356445028000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-iv.html' title='Melhores 2011 - IV'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mowT0xrYsrY/Tw9xtdfc5iI/AAAAAAAAAl4/VVgIBbso7zo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7526201817879457805</id><published>2012-01-11T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:58:42.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAALU-P0JeI/Tw4utFjxe6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/-p0bmoR5E1M/s1600/220px-Feist_Metals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAALU-P0JeI/Tw4utFjxe6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/-p0bmoR5E1M/s320/220px-Feist_Metals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696541930791467938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que "The Reminder", o elogiadíssimo e premiado álbum 2007 de Feist, não me entusiasmou, sobretudo tendo em conta o anterior "Let It Die". Demasiado jovial, demasiado luminoso, demasiado feliz. Apesar disso, Feist mostrara estar pronta para praticar o que realmente lhe apetecesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente, no regresso em 2011 com "Metals", inverteu o sorriso. A sonoridade e os arranjos estão igualmente directos, bem temperados, mas há uma névoa que percorre todo o disco, uma penubra perceptível nas letras. Senão vejam-se os temas como "The Bad In Each Other", "Graveyard" ou "How Come You Never Go There". Até mesmo registos aparentemente mais doces como "Comfort Me", carregam um desencanto e uma desilusão face ao Amor mas na voz de Feist ganham uma quase ternura. E depois há momentos como "Commotion" ou "The Circle Married The Line" que tornam este álbum um dos discos mais completos e bem compostos de 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/blNCdIoNv8k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P33Dqvn92jU/Tw4utbPgoWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZQfoPFjWSAQ/s1600/220px-Portamento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P33Dqvn92jU/Tw4utbPgoWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZQfoPFjWSAQ/s320/220px-Portamento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696541936612057442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da estreia em 2010 dos The Drums o anúncio de um novo trabalho logo no ano seguinte não me pareceu inicialmente a melhor abordagem. Sobretudo porque não reconheci nesse álbum o tremendo momento que muitos blogs e revistas anunciaram. Adivinhei algo atabalhoado, composto à pressa, com as sobras do primeiro álbum, ou seja, ainda menos interessante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro engano! "Portamento" tem uma característica quase &lt;em&gt;Smithsiana &lt;/em&gt; de pôr em canções pop cantaroláveis, os desamores, as desilusões e as relações que simplesmente não funcionam. Novamente, os temas que compõem o disco não deixam dúvidas quanto ao que por lá se canta: "What We Were"," Hard To Love", "Please Don't Leave" ou até "I Need A Doctor", mas a melodia convida ao bate-o-pé. E não posso deixar de imaginar como será uma plateia inteira a cantar em uníssono algo como: "I Don't Know How To Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A3Fi8kDGyo0" 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/21484161-7526201817879457805?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7526201817879457805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7526201817879457805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7526201817879457805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7526201817879457805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-iii.html' title='Melhores 2011 - III'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XAALU-P0JeI/Tw4utFjxe6I/AAAAAAAAAlU/-p0bmoR5E1M/s72-c/220px-Feist_Metals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2894173003409490156</id><published>2012-01-09T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:49:11.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OuSFFpZBo9c/Twt2V3QZr5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Og0fE40q_zc/s1600/norberto-sticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OuSFFpZBo9c/Twt2V3QZr5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Og0fE40q_zc/s320/norberto-sticker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695776271722196882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que Norberto Lobo é uma promessa da Música Nacional é já incompleto e injusto. Não apenas devido à carreira que tem construído ou à qualidade dos seus trabalhos. Não só graças à evolução que o seu som tem sofrido ou à mestria que revela à guitarra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, Norberto Lobo tem em "Fala Mansa" apenas e só, mais um registo, mais um álbum. Com óptimas composições, com a entrega e um talento únicos, com uma invejável capacidade de transformar em notas dedilhadas à guitarra verdadeiros poemas sonoros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0W1oRPKnHtA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norberto Lobo - Charleston para Jack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL8GunUJzzg/Twt8tVRpEBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/B1stQngolGw/s1600/front%2Bcover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GL8GunUJzzg/Twt8tVRpEBI/AAAAAAAAAlI/B1stQngolGw/s320/front%2Bcover.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695783271987220498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os A Winged Victory For The Sullen combina os esforços e o talento de Dustin O'Halloran e Adam Wiltzie, num álbum quase cinematográfico. Com um álbum pausado, sereno, composto de atmosferas densas, desenhadas a piano e orquestra, os A Winged Victory For The Sullen conquistaram diversas horas nos meus recortes diários em 2011. Esperam-se ansiosamente mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2X0xYT8Rtiw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Winged Victory For The Sullen - All Farewells Are Sudden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2894173003409490156?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2894173003409490156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2894173003409490156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2894173003409490156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2894173003409490156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-ii.html' title='Melhores 2011 - II'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OuSFFpZBo9c/Twt2V3QZr5I/AAAAAAAAAkw/Og0fE40q_zc/s72-c/norberto-sticker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1400800277529722190</id><published>2012-01-03T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T16:11:59.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhores 2011 - I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emqPmCwV4ic/TwOY5b-_alI/AAAAAAAAAkY/a29v2bM3gyk/s1600/osso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emqPmCwV4ic/TwOY5b-_alI/AAAAAAAAAkY/a29v2bM3gyk/s320/osso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693562466458364498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O projecto chama-se Osso Vaidoso, tem o cunho de Alexandre Soares e Ana Deus e o álbum de estreia recebeu o nome de "Animal". &lt;br /&gt;Está incluído em mais uma edição pela Optimus Discos e está disponível para download livre no site da editora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é um som fácil ou sequer imediato, com composições simples, quase mínimas, em melodias sujas, secas e cruas, pontuadas pela voz de Ana Deus, em registo de quase sussurro.&lt;br /&gt;Óptimo para o negrume bafiento da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zIgUsjfudYU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Osso Vaidoso - Elogio da Pobreza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRxJJwl0qD0/TwOZAHoTcNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/w2aZNowG1X0/s1600/sean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRxJJwl0qD0/TwOZAHoTcNI/AAAAAAAAAkk/w2aZNowG1X0/s320/sean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693562581253583058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's Been a Long Night" é o 4º registo dos Sean Rilley and the Slowridders, colectivo de Coimbra que se estreou em 2007. Mantêm o registo entre o blues e o rock, com o primor e a qualidade das composições anteriores. É nítida evolução que a banda tem sofrido ao longo do tempo, juntando-se à lista dos indiscutíveis nacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RW5bUeuCbaI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sean Riley and the Slowriders - Everything Changes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1400800277529722190?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1400800277529722190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1400800277529722190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1400800277529722190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1400800277529722190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/melhores-2011-i.html' title='Melhores 2011 - I'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-emqPmCwV4ic/TwOY5b-_alI/AAAAAAAAAkY/a29v2bM3gyk/s72-c/osso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-489207122994305004</id><published>2012-01-01T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:28:14.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo Tindersticks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sV1PPII1Qcw/TwDPyQTwrcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dBovyLDdznQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sV1PPII1Qcw/TwDPyQTwrcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dBovyLDdznQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692778391274565058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um bom prenúncio para o ano que se inicia ter como post uma novidade com a assinatura dos sempre apreciados Tindersticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A banda de Stuart Staples regressa em 2012 com o trabalho "The Something Rain", dois anos depois de "Falling Down A Mountain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O single de apresentação é "Medicine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, adivinha-se regresso em breve a palcos lusos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5v1eFVOj4is" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tindersticks - Medicine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-489207122994305004?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/489207122994305004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=489207122994305004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/489207122994305004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/489207122994305004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2012/01/novo-tindersticks.html' title='Novo Tindersticks'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sV1PPII1Qcw/TwDPyQTwrcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/dBovyLDdznQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3380317128516040003</id><published>2011-12-31T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:41:17.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011: Ano Mulher</title><content type='html'>O balanço de 2011, que há-de surgir também por cá, e atempadamente, ao contrário do que já aconteceu cá pelo Recortes, tem uma marca indiscutível: o feminino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é verdade que as reedições, as caixas especiais e outros do género, marcaram o ano quer em termos da sua real importância quer apenas no que diz respeito ao hype, é indiscutível (se assim não for, façam favor de o dizer) que as revelações e os nomes que mais marcaram 2011 perteceram a mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nomes como Ana Calvi, Adele, Florence Welch, Laura Marling, Feist, Márcia, Rita Braga, Luísa Sobral, Mara Carlyle, Bjork, P.J. Harvey, St. Vincent ou Lana del Rey ficarão associados à colheita de 2011, ainda que por motivos, gostos e relevâncias diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí que, no último dia do ano, só uma voz feminina poderia assinalar o que designa em "jornalistês" por "virar de página.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, o ano da mudança, da viragem, da recuperação, da catástrofe ou do fim do euro, será, independentemente do resultado final, o ano da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zwmIbUI9Bsk" 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/21484161-3380317128516040003?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3380317128516040003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3380317128516040003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3380317128516040003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3380317128516040003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-ano-mulher.html' title='2011: Ano Mulher'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zwmIbUI9Bsk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6292862902045385587</id><published>2011-12-27T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:20:00.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vaccines - Norgaard</title><content type='html'>Outro dos sons que marcaram o meu 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram uma das promessas avançadas em finais de 2010 e "What Did You Expect From The Vaccines" garantiu muitos riffs e bate-pé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Norgaard" tem mais acidez e ritmo no seu explosivo minuto e meio que álbuns completos que a colheita deste ano também trouxe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8VI3q4T-1Jc" 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/21484161-6292862902045385587?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6292862902045385587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6292862902045385587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6292862902045385587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6292862902045385587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/vaccines-norgaard.html' title='The Vaccines - Norgaard'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8VI3q4T-1Jc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1981415266862889743</id><published>2011-12-20T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T16:37:28.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Banishment Song</title><content type='html'>São já conhecidas diversas listas no que diz respeito aos melhores sons da colheita de 2011. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lista por cá vai-se compondo e a próxima não deverá falhar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se "The Banishment Song", pertence aos americanos Fruit Bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tO-R4dOabbA" 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/21484161-1981415266862889743?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1981415266862889743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1981415266862889743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1981415266862889743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1981415266862889743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/banishment-song.html' title='The Banishment Song'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tO-R4dOabbA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-8802481585649995392</id><published>2011-12-15T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T07:38:29.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolves by Down LIke Silver.. Fantástico!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZzKzp76dElM?fs=1" 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/21484161-8802481585649995392?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8802481585649995392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8802481585649995392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8802481585649995392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8802481585649995392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/wolves-by-down-like-silver-fantastico.html' title='Wolves by Down LIke Silver.. Fantástico!!'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZzKzp76dElM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2701729653046923170</id><published>2011-12-15T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T07:21:50.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Driving West ''THIEVES''</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EchsxtrPuwU?fs=1" 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/21484161-2701729653046923170?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2701729653046923170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2701729653046923170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2701729653046923170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2701729653046923170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/will-driving-west-thieves.html' title='Will Driving West &apos;&apos;THIEVES&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EchsxtrPuwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-360700771163005583</id><published>2011-12-06T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:16:30.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotye</title><content type='html'>É um sucesso por terras australianas e belgas mas, estranhamente, por cá Gotye ainda não colou nas rádios nacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está algures entre a pop e a soul, no seu mais recente "Making Mirrors". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Feel Better" é exemplo disso, pop luminosa com entusiasmo à-la-Jamie Lidell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sRC--2qC_Qs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotye - I Feel Better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-360700771163005583?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/360700771163005583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=360700771163005583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/360700771163005583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/360700771163005583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/12/gotye.html' title='Gotye'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sRC--2qC_Qs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6223940603562968089</id><published>2011-11-28T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:11:14.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grates</title><content type='html'>Simples, directo, eficaz, sucinto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P7C52UlwiNI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grates - Turn Me On&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6223940603562968089?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6223940603562968089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6223940603562968089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6223940603562968089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6223940603562968089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/grates.html' title='The Grates'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P7C52UlwiNI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1310732685199869707</id><published>2011-11-26T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T06:23:36.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Blake - A Case of You</title><content type='html'>James Blake continua a ser uma dúvida para mim. Porque as suas aproximações do dub ou da electrónica normalmente coincidem com um afastamento da minha parte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas é no formato mais típico da canção que James Blake demonstra o melhor de si, como se comprovou com a versão de "The Limit To Your Love" da canadiana Feist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seu mais recente EP "Enough Thunder", que inclui uma colaboração com Bon Iver, destaca-se mais uma versão, desta vez de um original de Joni Mitchell: "A Case of You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7K9_ZSrefSg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;James Blake - A Case Of You (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1310732685199869707?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1310732685199869707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1310732685199869707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1310732685199869707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1310732685199869707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/james-blake-case-of-you.html' title='James Blake - A Case of You'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7K9_ZSrefSg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-9002530002846497489</id><published>2011-11-25T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T03:31:59.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah Gundersen - Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="300" height="410" style="position: relative; display: block; width: 300px; height: 410px;" src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/album=3334163665/size=grande3/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=306691/transparent=true/" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noahgundersen.bandcamp.com/album/family"&gt;Family by Noah Gundersen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "Bandcamp"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an era of social media and perceived self-importance, Noah Gundersen is in many ways the antithesis of his time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah's newest EP, called Family, pays homage to the people who have shaped his life--rather than the self-aggrandizing so common to the often homogeneous world of singer-songwriters."Family comes in many forms," says Noah. "It lives with us, for better and for worse. It shapes us. Thats what this album is about." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fittingly, a member of Noah's family, his sister Abby Gundersen, plays violin and sings vocal harmonies on the EP. Her soft voice and lush string accompaniments compliment beautifully what are a magnetic and emotionally charged group of songs. The two have been playing music together since Noah was 15 and Abby was 12 years old, while growing up in the Seattle area. They've also performed in the local band The Courage together. "The musical communication I've had with Abby is unlike anything I've experienced elsewhere. It's a really special thing. Having her with me makes me so much more confident in what I'm doing," says Noah. (Also, Abby recently moonlighted as a tour accompanist for acclaimed singer-songwriter Jarrod Gorbel). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs on Family are consistently impressive and defy genre. Whereas roots-tinged songs like "Family" conjure up shades of a solo Ryan Adams, the sweeping and etherial "Fire," bears similarities to the lush harmonic feats of Fleet Foxes. Perhaps the album's standout track is the pulsating "David," which combines the haunting darkness of Tom Waits with the lyrical angst of Neil Young. "The song is about who I want to be, while realizing who I am. I want to be less like my Father and more like my Dad." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family, produced with Daniel Mendez, was released on August 6th, 2011. Made in just a short week in Dallas, Family is only a brief taste of what's to come from Noah Gundersen. Production on a full band album will commence this Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;released 06 August 2011 &lt;br /&gt;Recorded by Daniel Mendez. Produced by Daniel Mendez, Noah Gundersen and Abby Gundersen. Mastered by Ed Brooks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-9002530002846497489?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/9002530002846497489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=9002530002846497489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9002530002846497489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9002530002846497489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/noah-gundersen-family.html' title='Noah Gundersen - Family...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6303126533970236383</id><published>2011-11-25T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T02:38:24.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saints &amp; Liars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="100" style="position: relative; display: block; width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/album=2833283806/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/transparent=true/" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noahgundersen.bandcamp.com/album/saints-liars"&gt;Saints &amp;amp; Liars by Noah Gundersen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recorded in late winter of 2008 by Karli Fairbanks and Nick Drummond. Mixed and Mastered by Daniel Mendez. All songs by Noah Gundersen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar/Vocals: Noah Gundersen &lt;br /&gt;Violin/Vocals: Abby Gundersen &lt;br /&gt;Drums/Group Vocals: Patrick Toney &lt;br /&gt;Bass: Bruce Pearson &lt;br /&gt;Group and Backing Vocals: Karli Fairbanks &lt;br /&gt;Pedal Steel: Scott Ellis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;released 06 October 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas audições musicais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6303126533970236383?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6303126533970236383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6303126533970236383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6303126533970236383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6303126533970236383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/saints-liars.html' title='Saints &amp; Liars!'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1218721354492829652</id><published>2011-11-25T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T02:40:35.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin John Henry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="300" height="410" style="position: relative; display: block; width: 300px; height: 410px;" src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/album=1063324104/size=grande3/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=5485d4/transparent=true/" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gargleblastrecords.bandcamp.com/album/the-other-half-of-everything"&gt;The Other Half of Everything by Martin John Henry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crítica aclamou este senhor com algumas palavras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Beautifully captures an idyllic nation immersed in fragile contradiction” - The Skinny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Insidiously compelling contemporary prog-pop” - The Scotsman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The kind of parochial majesty you might encounter if The Pixies reworked The Go-Betweens "Before Hollywood" for a documentary about the social history of Lanarkshire. Yes, that good." - Mojo&lt;br /&gt;credits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas audições musicais..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1218721354492829652?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1218721354492829652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1218721354492829652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1218721354492829652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1218721354492829652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/martin-john-henry.html' title='Martin John Henry...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-370965849722421275</id><published>2011-11-21T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:32:43.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Moscow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXpocjW8O4/TsrQS8akahI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gq8Bq-35gns/s1600/radiomagnafuzz505edt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXpocjW8O4/TsrQS8akahI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gq8Bq-35gns/s320/radiomagnafuzz505edt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677579304127719954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me que descobri os Radio Moscow num blog mexicano, muito atento às novas abordagens do rock independentemente da vertente que lhe estivesse associada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em "Brain Cycles" os Radio Moscow tinham tudo: ritmo, ousadia, guitarras fervilhantes, letras orelhudas e um som inundado pelo rock das décadas de 60 e 70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdido o concerto no invejável e barcelense Milhões de Festa havia que esperar por novos sons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eis que surge "The Great Escape Of Leslie Magnafuzz", editado em inícios de Novembro. Mais agressivo, mais rasgado, mais ritmado, o que retira alguma da espontaneidade ao som dos americanos, tornando algumas das faixas exercícios de mestria de guitarra ou bateria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me parece recomendável para um final de dia, pós trabalho, mas é a banda sonora ideal para um pedal no acelerador, por estradas vazias, em fuga dos dias cheios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hjfxrsp_rXU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radio Moscow - Misleading Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-370965849722421275?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/370965849722421275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=370965849722421275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/370965849722421275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/370965849722421275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/radio-moscow.html' title='Radio Moscow'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZXpocjW8O4/TsrQS8akahI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gq8Bq-35gns/s72-c/radiomagnafuzz505edt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7629806316091002823</id><published>2011-11-15T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:51:56.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pele</title><content type='html'>Quando se enunciam os novos nomes do cançonetismo português Márcia surge normalmente na lista. Depois da experiência com os Real Combo Lisbonense os registos editados até ao momento prometem muitos Recortes para os próximos tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Pele Que Há Em Mim", incluído no EP de apresentação é, na minha opinião, o ponto alto da carreira da cantautora portuguesa. A nova versão, que conta com a participação de J. P. Simões, consegue tornar ainda maior a letra de uma canção enorme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LrNz37uc7kc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Pele Que Há Em Mim - Márcia e J.P. Simões&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7629806316091002823?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7629806316091002823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7629806316091002823&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7629806316091002823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7629806316091002823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/pele.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Pele&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LrNz37uc7kc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-9125991686572079283</id><published>2011-11-04T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:31:42.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigur rós - Inni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1za3VSBMs1o/TrQ9P-ZtdjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/S4PwPqR6SK8/s1600/inni_cover_og_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1za3VSBMs1o/TrQ9P-ZtdjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/S4PwPqR6SK8/s320/inni_cover_og_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671225175424464434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marca que os islandeses Sigur rós deixaram na Música contemporânea ainda está para ser analisada e estudada. O poder encantatório dos acordes frios, letárgicos e simultaneamente de esperança e crença, suportam uma sonoridade que a banda soube explorar, sem nunca comprometer o carácter de veracidade e sentimento que cada canção transporta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, e apesar da pausa "sabe-se lá até quando", eis que surge novo registo ao vivo da banda. "Inni" é um filme-disco-ao-vivo-quase-documental de Jonsi e companhia e, como em tudo o que produzem, trata-se de um trabalho cuidado, entre o pormenor e a grandiosidade do som que praticam. Bem diferente de "Heima", no qual as canções foram reduzidas ao mínimo possível, "Inni" reflecte o que representa(va) um concerto dos Sigur rós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não será a melhor abordagem inicial para quem não conhece a banda, mas é imperdível para quem não esquece um concerto da banda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ha7gu9h0_D8" 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/21484161-9125991686572079283?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/9125991686572079283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=9125991686572079283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9125991686572079283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9125991686572079283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/sigur-ros-inni.html' title='Sigur rós - Inni'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1za3VSBMs1o/TrQ9P-ZtdjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/S4PwPqR6SK8/s72-c/inni_cover_og_300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5070397606994878901</id><published>2011-11-01T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T04:45:47.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/y3JEFc_X3ls" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Jack The Ripper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5070397606994878901?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5070397606994878901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5070397606994878901&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5070397606994878901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5070397606994878901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/y3JEFc_X3ls/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1621634554878246467</id><published>2011-10-29T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T06:33:13.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo (último?) dos REM</title><content type='html'>Depois de confirmado o final de carreira dos REM, Michael Stipe e companhia escolhem como single de apresentação da compilação que reune os melhores sucessos da banda um dos 3 temas originais incluídos nessa selecção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simples, com acordes de orquestra, Stipe em registo contido e temos um single digno de qualquer play list radiofónica. E assim terminam os REM, com um regresso ao sítio onde sempre pertenceram: as colunas de um rádio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kpwd1YLgDaM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;REM - We All Go Back To Where We Belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1621634554878246467?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1621634554878246467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1621634554878246467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1621634554878246467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1621634554878246467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/10/novo-ultimo-dos-rem.html' title='Novo (último?) dos REM'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kpwd1YLgDaM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5578767092133510023</id><published>2011-10-28T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T16:35:31.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ship Song project</title><content type='html'>Já há algum tempo que não ficava por aqui um Recorte com uma cover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, associado ao tributo que a Ópera de Sydney (Sydney Opera House) quis oferecer ao majestoso edifício surgiu o "The Ship Song Project". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o resultado é uma versão de "The Ship Song", incluída no álbum "The Good Son", de 1990, de Nick Cave e os seus Bad Seeds, que conta com  Martha Wainwright, Sarah Blasko, os Temper Trap e a Orquestra Sinfónica de Sidney, pois claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A canção foi eleita este ano uma 30 melhores canções australianas de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bG7wbAfcKUI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ship Song Project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5578767092133510023?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5578767092133510023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5578767092133510023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5578767092133510023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5578767092133510023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/10/ship-song-project.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;The Ship Song project&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/bG7wbAfcKUI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7683739062343896204</id><published>2011-10-27T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:44:52.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Keys - Lonely Boy</title><content type='html'>Se há banda que o tempo tem transformado numa das imperdíveis, então os The Black Keys destacam-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brothers" teve rotação incessante nas colunas que me rodearam e "Keep It Hid", álbum a solo de Dan Auerbach, uma das metades que compõem o duo, foi registo que mereceu honras de destaque aqui no Recortes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, após 5 sucessivas escutas de "Lonely Boy", single de apresentação de "El Camino", o novo trabalho a editar em inícios de Dezembro, a conclusão é simples: temos álbum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até porque um dia apenas após a divulgação do (excelente) vídeo já existem versões com a qualidade da que acompanha este post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...I'm a lonely boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lonely boy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a_426RiwST8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Keys - Lonely Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oPqNAORt2V4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7683739062343896204?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7683739062343896204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7683739062343896204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7683739062343896204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7683739062343896204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/10/black-keys-lonely-boy.html' title='The Black Keys - Lonely Boy'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a_426RiwST8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2756026306659304791</id><published>2011-10-25T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T15:20:37.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Augustines</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jDVo57p8EnI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are Augustines - Chapel Song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2756026306659304791?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2756026306659304791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2756026306659304791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2756026306659304791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2756026306659304791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/10/augustines.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;We Are Augustines&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jDVo57p8EnI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1887136170141761</id><published>2011-10-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:25:36.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Winged Victory For The Sullen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2M6TIF-6f4/TqBKhSEJokI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9-p5D2ZHrQw/s1600/front%2Bcover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2M6TIF-6f4/TqBKhSEJokI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9-p5D2ZHrQw/s320/front%2Bcover.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665610266877469250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voracidade dos dias que vivemos não aceita adiamentos ou possibilidade de dúvidas. O avanço tecnológico quase que galopante não encontra correspondência na nossa adaptação ao repentismo que a Comunicação Social pratica e os nossos processos de cidadania ou apenas e só Vida não se coadunam à ambicionada melhoria das condições de vida e à evolução e progresso das Nações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, chegamos a um ponto onde tudo parece estar definido, a um ponto quase inquestionável. As sociedades aparentam uma maturidade digna, as desigualdades pretendem-se reduzidas e presumivelmente tudo estaria melhor. Afinal, tudo tem crescido, evoluído, melhorado. Temos acesso a mais informação, temos acesso a mais meios e recursos. Sabemos criar e potenciar energia, sabemos multiplicar órgãos e cura maleitas antes tidas como incuráveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, descobrimos que nem tudo está acessível a todos, que, de repente, nem tudo está bem, e que, aliás, está péssimo e que muito do que define o nosso modo de estar e ser, afinal está errado, é ultrapassado, exacerbado e irrealista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E chegamos aqui. Aos dias em que a definição de família é cada vez mais dúbia, indefinida e às vezes impraticável, aos dias em que a sobrevivência domina os desígnios de países e seus habitantes, num ciclo incoerente, falacioso e decadente da Finança que comanda, impõe e limita todas as restantes área da vida de cada indivíduo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, que quando escutamos A Winged Victory For the Sullen, tudo parece mais sereno, como se uma tela cinematográfica nos rodeasse, o tempo abrandasse e fosse possível viver diariamente, pontuando cada decisão ou acção com um acorde de violino ou uma nota de piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é etéreo em A Winged Victory For the Sullen. Tudo é pausado e equilibrado, sem repentismos ou hipérboles, num registo absolutamente coerente, leve e sensível. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos dias que correm A Winged Victory For the Sullen deveria ser de prescrição médica obrigatória, sem efeitos secundários associados, para além do facto de nos ajudar a perceber como a nossa vida poderia ser tão melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2X0xYT8Rtiw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Winged Victory For The Sullen - All Farewells Are Sudden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1887136170141761?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1887136170141761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1887136170141761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1887136170141761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1887136170141761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/10/winged-victory-for-sullen.html' title='A Winged Victory For The Sullen'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2M6TIF-6f4/TqBKhSEJokI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9-p5D2ZHrQw/s72-c/front%2Bcover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4255567728063980849</id><published>2011-09-18T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T04:00:35.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrick Wolf - Lupercalia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8zx4PpReqA/TnXOtpWq9fI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3Gf-ITG4Vgc/s1600/lupercalia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8zx4PpReqA/TnXOtpWq9fI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3Gf-ITG4Vgc/s320/lupercalia1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653652190823904754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum chama-se "Lupercalia" e é o 5º trabalho de Patrick Wolf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, Wolf mostra com simplicidade como é possível fazer Música recorrendo a diversos estilos e ambientes, mesclando-os com mestria, diversificando ambientes, ritmos e instrumentos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os registos do inglês têm essa característica, nunca se sabe o que vem a seguir. E tem sido assim desde "Lycanthrophy" de 2002. E se "The Bachelor" revelava alguma vontade de desacelerar, procurar novamente outros caminhos, depois de um "The Magic Position", álbum de pop explosiva, eufórica e um dos melhores registos da colheita de 2007, "Lupercalia" funciona bem como amostra da imaginação e capacidade criativa de Patrick Wolf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é entre violinos, pianos mas também batidas semi-electro e sintetizadores que se constrói um dos melhores momentos Pop de 2011. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem concerto agendado para Lisboa, para dia 16 de Outubro e é pena que nenhum programador ou director artístico do Norte do País tenha compreendido a oportunidade (que saudades do Theatro Circo de Paulo Brandão...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escute-se "Slow Motion", "Armistice", a canção de abertura do álbum "The City" ou a espantosa "Time of My Life", que acompanha este texto, e comprove-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Boyl6Iaw2Y4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patrick Wolf - Time Of My Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4255567728063980849?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4255567728063980849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4255567728063980849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4255567728063980849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4255567728063980849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/09/patrick-wolf-lupercalia.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Patrick Wolf - Lupercalia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8zx4PpReqA/TnXOtpWq9fI/AAAAAAAAAjg/3Gf-ITG4Vgc/s72-c/lupercalia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3088042747706270586</id><published>2011-09-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:53:49.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mara Carlyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDpu2I9pcag/Tm5_PUlIbfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kBlgdJKXtQ8/s1600/db37dcbf-8262-4196-8f98-59d858a89a75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDpu2I9pcag/Tm5_PUlIbfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kBlgdJKXtQ8/s320/db37dcbf-8262-4196-8f98-59d858a89a75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651594483595767282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro trabalho de Mara Carlyle remonta a 1997 mas promete tornar-se mais um dos casos que, graças ao veículo da publicidade, garantem o reconhecimento da crítica e do público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um anúncio televisivo que juntava 100 gatos numa loja do IKEA e o piano de Mara fizeram a cantora inglesa acreditar na sua carreira que até estava prestes a terminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum chama-se "Floreat" e navega por vários estilos, passando por registos mais clássicos ou jazzy, até ambientes mais pop e frescos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algures entre Joan As Policewoman, Sarah Worden (My Brightest Diamond) ou até Bjork, Mara Carlyle tem em "Floreat" um álbum coerente, de aproximação fácil, sem se tornar básico ou incompleto, numa das maiores surpresas do meu 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T2pU5Y2UVAM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mara Carlyle - Nuzzle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3088042747706270586?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3088042747706270586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3088042747706270586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3088042747706270586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3088042747706270586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/09/mara-carlyle.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Mara Carlyle&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDpu2I9pcag/Tm5_PUlIbfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kBlgdJKXtQ8/s72-c/db37dcbf-8262-4196-8f98-59d858a89a75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6488402669510283868</id><published>2011-08-31T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T15:31:29.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil</title><content type='html'>Os sons de hoje atravessaram o Atlântico e sentaram-se no meu tímpano com a audácia e a simplicidade que caracterizam as melodias que carregam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro som pertence à Banda Mais Bonita da Cidade, composição de 5 elementos brasileiros e cuja formação remonta a 2009. Praticam um indie rock fluído, sem grandes pretensões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oração", o vídeo que acompanha este texto, contou cerca de 5 milhões de visualizações em apenas 3 semanas. O registo é simples, básico até, mas o vídeo garante uma envolvência e um sentimento que contagiam e, com pouco mais de 12 estrofes, mostram como pode ser fácil fazer música feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QW0i1U4u0KE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Banda Mais Bonita - Oração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O registo seguinte pertence a Criolo Doido, rapper brasileiro que tem em "Nó Na Orelha" o seu registo de 2011. "Não Existe Amor em SP" é o single de apresentação, alinha por abordagens do dub e é garantia para uma óptima banda sonora de regresso a casa, em tarde molhada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f35HluEYpDs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Criolo - Não Existe Amor em SP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6488402669510283868?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6488402669510283868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6488402669510283868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6488402669510283868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6488402669510283868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/08/brasil.html' title='Brasil'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QW0i1U4u0KE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6217225128418916748</id><published>2011-08-09T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T04:26:08.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B(fachada) ao vivo @ MAXIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.centralmusical.pt/watch.php?v=9499&amp;amp;t=0"&gt;B(fachada) ao vivo :: Concertos Central Musical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" height="380" width="425" data="http://www.centralmusical.pt/embed/embed.swf?c=9499&amp;t=1&amp;l=2&amp;et=0"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.centralmusical.pt/embed/embed.swf?c=9499&amp;t=1&amp;l=2&amp;et=0" /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresentação/lançamento do primeiro disco de B(fachada) que tem o feliz título de Um fim-de-semana no Pónei Dourado no MAXIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Princesa pop, palhaço pirómano, petrarquista pirata, perfeccionista patife, porfiado e prolixo poeta - tudo adjectivos começadas por “b”. &lt;br /&gt;B Fachada é um multi-instrumentista virtuoso: do piano à guitarra, passando pela viola braguesa e pelo trompete vocal. Do soneto maldito ao cianeto alexandrino, passando pela grandiloquência transmontana e pela rusticidade jazzística de um scat: é multi-instrumentista virtuoso este B Fachada. &lt;br /&gt;Certificadamente hiperactivo no que toca à produção, Fachada não só tem em mente fazer vários discos por ano como tem, na sua discografia, as provas de que é capaz. O seu primeiro trabalho pela FlorCaveira, o EP “Viola Braguesa”, é uma pequena colectânea de maravilhas que deixou a crítica a salivar pela primeira consoante do alfabeto. Segue-se o “Fim de Semana no Pónei Dourado”, um longa-duração, uma Magnum Opus; um disco simultaneamente terno e maldito, afago e soco, Dulcineia e Lorena Bobbit . &lt;br /&gt;Literato até quando cospe, o cascalense Fachada faz canções para todos os desgostos, humor ponta-e-mola para todos os buchos. Que seja este pónei dourado a, finalmente, limpar a Baía de Cascais das suas carcaças de golfinho. &lt;br /&gt;A sorte sorri aos audazes, a perfeição sorri aos certificadamente hiperactivos." &lt;br /&gt;Samuel Úria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6217225128418916748?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.centralmusical.pt/watch.php?v=9499&amp;t=0' title='B(fachada) ao vivo @ MAXIME'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6217225128418916748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6217225128418916748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6217225128418916748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6217225128418916748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/08/bfachada-ao-vivo-maxime.html' title='B(fachada) ao vivo @ MAXIME'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5460052015320314456</id><published>2011-08-09T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T03:57:51.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noiserv @ Jameson Urban Routes 2010 ao vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.centralmusical.pt/watch.php?v=12737&amp;amp;t=0"&gt;Noiserv @ Jameson Urban Routes 2010 ao vivo :: Concertos Central Musical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" height="380" width="425" data="http://www.centralmusical.pt/embed/embed.swf?c=12737&amp;t=1&amp;l=2&amp;et=0"&gt; 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Eis que quase em decisão de início de ano se decide inverter esse abrandamento e fica prometida uma frequência de post superior à do aumento dos impostos. Não é tarefa fácil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avancemos para as novidades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamam-se Sunset e são Monique Maion e Gustavo Garde. Misturam ao longo de "Muru Muru", o registo de 2011, uma infinidade de sons e influências, com momentos soturnos alternados com outos mais Pop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A que segue abaixo convenceu-me definitivamente e mereceu audições sucessivas no período pós-descoberta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="340" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RO6KLnEC5lo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunset - Dirty Old Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-8160130859636804273?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8160130859636804273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8160130859636804273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8160130859636804273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8160130859636804273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/08/por-do-sol.html' title='Pôr do Sol'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RO6KLnEC5lo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6314214696784456180</id><published>2011-07-06T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:54:15.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodkid</title><content type='html'>Confesso que não tive muito tempo para investigar mais informação sobre este projecto mas o video clip que segue abaixo é um estrondoso cartão de apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se Woodkid, tem EP de apresentação em breve e é o projecto mais recente de Yoann Lemoine, que aliás realiza o vídeo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/21604065?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/21604065"&gt;Woodkid - Iron&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/woodkidmusic"&gt;WOODKID&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woodkid - Iron&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6314214696784456180?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6314214696784456180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6314214696784456180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6314214696784456180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6314214696784456180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/07/woodkid.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Woodkid&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6272290181429419528</id><published>2011-06-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T14:59:11.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill Callahan - Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bdwygRTB70/TgerZg_Mj2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FuXfnJckGw0/s1600/bill_callahan_apocalypse-DC450-1301702704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bdwygRTB70/TgerZg_Mj2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FuXfnJckGw0/s320/bill_callahan_apocalypse-DC450-1301702704.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622651114635431778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Callahan está de regresso com "Apocalypse", o seu terceiro registo de estúdio em nome próprio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regressa 2 anos depois do irrepetível "Sometimes I Wish I Was An Eagle", de 2009, um dos melhores da colheita desse ano, com o devido destaque cá pela casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apocalypse" segue o caminho traçado nos registos anteriores, em ambientes que passam pela folk e sonoridades acústicas, apesar de conter algumas "novidades" no que diz respeito à selecção dos instrumentos, como o piano que se pode escutar em "Ridding For the Feeling". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apocalypse" é, sobretudo, um álbum mais livre, mais acessível, quando comparado aos trabalhos anteriores do americano, sem que isso contibua para qualquer tipo de desleixo. Mantêm-se todas as notas de sobriedade, de introspeção e até de caráter político a que Callahan tem habituado o público. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um risco afirmar que não estamos perante um álbum ao nível de "Sometimes I Wish I Was An Eagle", sob pena de diminuirmos o valor de "Apocalypse", mas sendo essa premissa verdadeira, não é menos verdade que se trata de um regresso a aplaudir. De pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;iframe width="320" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yYg6eIH7qR8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bill Callahan - Riding For The Feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6272290181429419528?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6272290181429419528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6272290181429419528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6272290181429419528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6272290181429419528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/06/bill-callahan-apocalypse.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Bill Callahan - Apocalypse&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2bdwygRTB70/TgerZg_Mj2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/FuXfnJckGw0/s72-c/bill_callahan_apocalypse-DC450-1301702704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2816543179753115645</id><published>2011-06-11T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T08:30:43.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QamwvT4J2E8/TfOKGBMN_oI/AAAAAAAAAjI/W320UFUFFuo/s1600/51N8yp5dFaL__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QamwvT4J2E8/TfOKGBMN_oI/AAAAAAAAAjI/W320UFUFFuo/s320/51N8yp5dFaL__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616984996264672898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamam-se &lt;strong&gt;We Are Trees &lt;/strong&gt;e até agora editaram apenas 2 EPs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais recente, &lt;em&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;, no seguimento de &lt;em&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; (2010), mantém o registo inicial, em ambientes que poderiam pertencer a bandas como os Grizzly Bear, mas há nesta sonoridade algo que tanto pode ser entendido como de construção, como de ruptura, consoante o espírito de quem escuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma liberdade pouco comum nos registos que os We Are Trees já editaram e seja folk, rock ou dream pop, mora aqui um dos melhores momentos de 2011 até ao momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="320" height="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X-aWvUy-Dts" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Are Trees - Colorado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2816543179753115645?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2816543179753115645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2816543179753115645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2816543179753115645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2816543179753115645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-are-trees.html' title='We Are Trees'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QamwvT4J2E8/TfOKGBMN_oI/AAAAAAAAAjI/W320UFUFFuo/s72-c/51N8yp5dFaL__SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6127056630691999916</id><published>2011-05-10T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T13:54:05.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo I</title><content type='html'>Uma semana depois a notícia continua a marcar a actualidade. A morte de Bin Laden para além de assinalada por celebrada em vários países e, sobretudo, nos Estados Unidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não discuto minimamente a marca assassina, vil e até pestilenta que Bin Laden deixa na História mas aceitar a morte como forma de Justiça coerente e aconselhável parece-me demasiado, num Mundo que se pretende mais igual, equilibrado e são.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode até este desabafo resultar num exercício pueril ou inconsistente, mas alinhar nesta euforia que transforma Justiça num jogo de cowboys, semelhante a um western cosmopolita, é, para além de errado, perigoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605192265047816930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2UU-3ihSwQ/Tcmkqt_xOuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SmdD4EFCVVo/s320/Depois___2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois afegãos, em Cabul, no momento da divulgação da morte de Bin Laden [FOTO: Paula Bronstein/Getty Images]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto o Ocidente vai divulgando imagens como a que acompanha este post, nas quais supostamente se retrata o alívio e até o agradecimento de todo o Mundo em relação à Grande Nação Americana. E esquece (o Ocidente) que o terrorismo não termina com Bin Laden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vemos então uma Nação que exorta com a morte de um assassino, que não foi julgado, que não vai ser condenado em um qualquer tribunal, mas que foi, também ele, assassinado. Confundindo assim Justiça com Vingança. E confundindo essa mesma Vingança com um Orgulho, no mínimo, preocupante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gJ2np7R-Uwg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LCD Soundsystem - North American Scum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6127056630691999916?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6127056630691999916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6127056630691999916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6127056630691999916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6127056630691999916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/05/desabafo-i.html' title='Desabafo I'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2UU-3ihSwQ/Tcmkqt_xOuI/AAAAAAAAAi8/SmdD4EFCVVo/s72-c/Depois___2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-675702062184654088</id><published>2011-04-05T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:59:21.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAC2YlR5V2w/TZudQ-iZn3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/oUgShzyFfCA/s1600/Elbow-Build-A-Rocket-Boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAC2YlR5V2w/TZudQ-iZn3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/oUgShzyFfCA/s320/Elbow-Build-A-Rocket-Boys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592236277301354354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O caminho dos britânicos Elbow não tem sido fácil. Não porque o seu estilo seja de de difícil aceitação ou porque pratiquem um som demasiado complexo. Neste caso, a explicação é simples e tem nome de banda inglesa: Coldplay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto porque os dois últimos e melhores álbuns da banda de Guy Garvey (Leaders Of The Free World e The Seldom Seen Kid) coincidiram cronologicamente com X&amp;Y e Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends, de 2005 e 2008, respectivamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, com uns Coldplay em plena explosão mediática foi muito pouca a atenção que ficou para o imperdível trabalho que os Elbow têm desenvolvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis que surge Build a Rocket, Boys!, o quinto da banda. Mais contido, menos eufórico mas revelando um gosto apurado e uma intenção declarada de criar simples e boa música. Inclui 2 ou 3 temas de abordagem mais "airplay", com uma construção típica de canção, emas apresenta-se como um todo, como um álbum, daqueles que muito se diz que estão extintos e que o Mercado despreza. Revela o cuidado e o primor de uma banda que não procura exercícios mais imediatos, que tem um caminho bem delineado e uma capacidade invulgar de criar óptimos momentos de Música. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Óptimo concerto garantido para o dia 16 de Julho no Super Bock Super Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NItwaz0nLJA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elbow - Lippy Kids (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-675702062184654088?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/675702062184654088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=675702062184654088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/675702062184654088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/675702062184654088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/04/elbow.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Elbow&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yAC2YlR5V2w/TZudQ-iZn3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/oUgShzyFfCA/s72-c/Elbow-Build-A-Rocket-Boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7678171306476883411</id><published>2011-02-20T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:01:26.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dears - Degeneration Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D05kt3elAis/TWGckMjZFzI/AAAAAAAAAis/3NtR2gspIiY/s1600/d63206ed4eb0d64a926318254395074e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D05kt3elAis/TWGckMjZFzI/AAAAAAAAAis/3NtR2gspIiY/s320/d63206ed4eb0d64a926318254395074e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575909959320278834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Degenaration Street" assinala o regresso dos The Dears às edições de novos trabalhos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murray Lightburn e Natalia Yanchak são os únicos sobreviventes face à formação que a banda apresentava aquando de "Missiles" (2008) mas essas constantes alterações não parecem afectar a qualidade sonora dos canadianos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um álbum actual no sentido em que apresenta várias alusões à sonoridade praticada por bandas como os TV On The Radio, Bloc Party, Arcade Fire ou Radiohead, facto que poderá afastar os mais defensores dessas bandas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe uma colagem mas sim uma influência, num álbum directo, que discute Céu, Inferno e Vida, entre toadas de esperança e alguma amargura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, nesse sentido, um álbum algo dividido entre uma Luz , normalmente pontuada a guitarras, e um negrume ou ferida, desenhados na voz de Murray Lightburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é nesses momentos que o álbum cresce, que emerge em sinceridade e força, afundando-se numa dolência indefensável. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destaque para "Galactic Tides", "Blood" e a catártica "Lamentation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d0MXB4HSqGc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dears - Omega Dog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7678171306476883411?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7678171306476883411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7678171306476883411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7678171306476883411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7678171306476883411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/02/dears-degeneration-street.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;The Dears - Degeneration Street&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D05kt3elAis/TWGckMjZFzI/AAAAAAAAAis/3NtR2gspIiY/s72-c/d63206ed4eb0d64a926318254395074e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2504670011334644682</id><published>2011-02-12T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:10:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2º nome para 2011</title><content type='html'>A explosão de James Blake não é de agora mas a edição do primeiro álbum deste cantor americano é um marco definitivo na opinião da crítica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que ainda não me conquistou. E alinha num registo que pura e simplesmente ainda não compreendo. Mas reconheço-lhe todo o potencial e uma capacidade de intrepretação assinaláveis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda assim, a sua versão de "Limit To Your Love", original da canadiana Feist, revela um jogo interessante entre piano e electrónica, num misto jazz e dub, no qual a voz de Blake vai quebrando os momentos de silêncio que surgem ao longo da canção. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou seja, um óptimo exemplo do que é um "Recorte do Silêncio".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oOT2-OTebx0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Blake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2504670011334644682?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2504670011334644682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2504670011334644682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2504670011334644682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2504670011334644682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/02/2-nome-para-2011.html' title='2º nome para 2011'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oOT2-OTebx0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3498506681588611002</id><published>2011-02-01T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T16:23:47.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1º nome para 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="300" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XTSX2chPJQ8" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna Calvi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3498506681588611002?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3498506681588611002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3498506681588611002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3498506681588611002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3498506681588611002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/02/1-nome-para-2011.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;1º nome para 2011&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XTSX2chPJQ8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3215024876492331412</id><published>2011-01-10T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:27:05.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8de2W3rtZsA?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/8de2W3rtZsA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rage Against The Machine - Killing In The Name (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3215024876492331412?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3215024876492331412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3215024876492331412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3215024876492331412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3215024876492331412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/01/rage.html' title='Rage'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-644979078121705727</id><published>2011-01-06T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:42:33.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Em suspenso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E2-GO4XI_Xc?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/E2-GO4XI_Xc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black Keys - Howlin' For You (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. A preparar os melhores de 2010...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-644979078121705727?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/644979078121705727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=644979078121705727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/644979078121705727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/644979078121705727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2011/01/em-suspenso.html' title='Em suspenso...'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-8237077755964655192</id><published>2010-12-30T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:37:38.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidenciais 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRzDVWzqc2I/AAAAAAAAAig/3nosQhh_lK8/s1600/bandeira-de-portugal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRzDVWzqc2I/AAAAAAAAAig/3nosQhh_lK8/s320/bandeira-de-portugal.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556530811935290210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem realizou-se o último dos debates televisivos associados à eleição presidencial de Janeiro de 2011. Seremos provavelmente o primeiro país que tem debates tão distanciados da data designada para ir a votos, e aquele em que se encerram os debates antes mesmo de conhecer todos os nomes “a concurso”. E o país em que se acredita que 30 minutos são suficientes para revelar o que seja sobre os candidatos, as suas ideias e principais desígnios. O maior beneficiado: Cavaco Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O actual presidente encontrou adversários demasiado cordiais, demasiado “suaves”, à imagem do que acredita ser a corriqueira imprensa nacional. Estivéssemos nós a discutir verdadeiras candidaturas e o resultado poderia ser diferente. Senão vejamos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Francisco Lopes reedita o teatro eleitoral comunista de 2001, quando António Abreu surgiu a encabeçar a candidatura com o apoio do PCP. Apresenta a mesma linha de discurso de todo o Partido Comunista Português e forja a sua candidatura, eminentemente partidária, beneficiando de tempo eleitoral e televisivo para repetir o discurso, não necessariamente incorrecto ou esgotado, do seu partido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Defensor Moura – revela-se uma surpresa, no sentido em que demonstra uma preparação razoável. Apesar disso, a sua candidatura é claramente um movimento pessoal dentro do Partido Socialista no sentido de conquistar alguma da relevância que perdeu desde que abandonou a Câmara Municipal de Viana do Castelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Manuel Alegre recolheu grande parte do seu apoio em 2006 na sua oposição ao Governo de José Sócrates. 5 anos depois surge apoiado pelo partido do Governo e pelo partido mais à esquerda, numa posição que pode revelar uma possível união de alguns dos poderes da Esquerda nacional, mas que também o amordaçam no confronto ao Governo, às políticas repressivas entretanto aplicadas. E assim se justifica porque Alegre tem estado completamente só nas acções de campanha. Nem BE nem PS se querem comprometer totalmente na practicamente garantida derrota de Alegre, nem existe um entendimento possível entre as duas forças políticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fernando Nobre apresenta um passado de cidadania e esforço em prol dos mais desfavorecidos notável. Ainda assim, construiu a base da sua candidatura numa abordagem demasiado anti-sistema, demasiado agressiva e polarizada. Revela grande desconhecimento sobre o sistema português (de qualquer área) mas seria a campanha que, à partida, mais poderia fazer de diferente, de contrastante. Faltou-lhe agilidade, audácia e preparação. A sua faceta de outsider não deveria ter sido a sua única base para o combate nestas eleições.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim, Cavaco Silva chega ao início da campanha eleitoral sem preocupações, sem grandes complicações, seguro numa abstenção gigantesca e numa mobilização ridícula. Garantirá os seus próximos 5 anos no cargo, abrindo caminho ao desgaste do Governo de forma a garantir uma viragem à direita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nem esta eminente maioria de poder laranja, os candidatos de esquerda souberam aproveitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HXH3IiqRU7o?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/HXH3IiqRU7o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jorge Palma - Portugal, Portugal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-8237077755964655192?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8237077755964655192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8237077755964655192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8237077755964655192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8237077755964655192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/12/presidenciais.html' title='Presidenciais 2011'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRzDVWzqc2I/AAAAAAAAAig/3nosQhh_lK8/s72-c/bandeira-de-portugal.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-8196285571746212882</id><published>2010-12-25T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T05:13:12.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Broderick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRXtLQGNTFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/V1vUuA3Mioc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554606492986723410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRXtLQGNTFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/V1vUuA3Mioc/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do excelente "Home" de 2008, Peter Broderick regressa com "How They Are", peça intimista e desenhada ao piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento marcante de 2010, com excelentes peças, confirmando Brederick como um dos nomes a ter em conta quando se enumeram song-writers imperdíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4REPYHvps2M?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/4REPYHvps2M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peter Broderick - Sideline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-8196285571746212882?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8196285571746212882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8196285571746212882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8196285571746212882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8196285571746212882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/12/peter-broderick.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Peter Broderick&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TRXtLQGNTFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/V1vUuA3Mioc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1880137491695924104</id><published>2010-12-03T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T17:09:49.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo de iLiKETRAiNS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPmT63lSf7I/AAAAAAAAAiM/wPBHWyF1mZ4/s1600/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPmT63lSf7I/AAAAAAAAAiM/wPBHWyF1mZ4/s320/300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546627055645523890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando escutei "Elegies to Lessons Learnt", o que aconteceu várias vezes, a curiosidade em redor dos britânicos iLiKETRAiNS cresceu a cada audição. Tratava-se de uma banda, descrita como pertendendo ao post-rock, em ambientes que rondavam a sonoridade practicada por bandas como os Mogwai, Sigur ros ou Godspeed You! Black Emperor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar disso, da proximidade sonora, a banda de Guy Bannister e companhia mostrava uma identidade própria, um gosto peculiar quer face aos temas quer na forma de compor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por exemplo, "Elegies to Lessons Learnt" retratava momentos históricos trágicos, num álbum conceptual que implicou estudo apurado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, graças ao mui atento &lt;a href="http://omissaoimpossivel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Omissão Impossível&lt;/a&gt; confirmei o seu excelente regresso com "He Who Saw the Deep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantém a abordagem quase sussurrante das vozes, mas desta vez com variáveis de coro que prometem momentos de cânticos em uníssono em concertos de estádio, apesar de ainda não se tratar de uma banda capaz de conquistar grandes espaços. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profundo quanto baste, soturno quando necessário, este regresso dos iLikeTRAiNS afirma-os como uma das melhores bandas do género, num álbum bem composto, com orquestrações plenas de sentimento e poder, com bateria e guitarra a desenharem melodias irresistíveis, como "We Saw the Deep", "Father's Son", "Sirens" ou "Sea of Regrets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34o2dO2N6CI?fs=30amp;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/34o2dO2N6CI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iLiKETRAiNS - Sea of Regrets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1880137491695924104?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1880137491695924104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1880137491695924104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1880137491695924104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1880137491695924104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/12/novo-de-iliketrains.html' title='Novo de iLiKETRAiNS'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPmT63lSf7I/AAAAAAAAAiM/wPBHWyF1mZ4/s72-c/300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-9074370582428995838</id><published>2010-11-30T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:35:55.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thermals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPWKTT9pAAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iq-xx0yeOyM/s1600/518kzH14nGL__SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPWKTT9pAAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iq-xx0yeOyM/s320/518kzH14nGL__SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545490580557594626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y08QzOSdSvo?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/Y08QzOSdSvo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Thermals - I'm Gonna Change Your Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-9074370582428995838?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/9074370582428995838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=9074370582428995838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9074370582428995838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/9074370582428995838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/11/thermals.html' title='The Thermals'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TPWKTT9pAAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iq-xx0yeOyM/s72-c/518kzH14nGL__SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4477477970440848356</id><published>2010-11-17T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T15:52:59.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outono</title><content type='html'>Gosto do Outono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrada-me a irónica decadência da Natureza, explodindo em cores antes de definhar e se entregar à sombra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrada-me a sua quase resistência à penumbra, como um sorriso que antecede um desmaio, numa batalha de previsível derrota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrada-me essa inocência de ingenuidade repetida, de luta inquestionável face a um fim indesmentível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agrada-me a sua teimosia, o acreditar infantil de que, desta vez, só desta vez, pode ser diferente, ainda que a neblina e as tempestades imperem, ainda que o Sol esmoreça e o vento nos empurre para trás. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto do Outono. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perde o Sol mas conquista vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GdFRZVNXTSA?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/GdFRZVNXTSA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Falling Leaves - song for Autumn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4477477970440848356?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4477477970440848356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4477477970440848356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4477477970440848356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4477477970440848356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/11/outono.html' title='Outono'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2193018162391363967</id><published>2010-11-14T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T15:48:47.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Martini - Casa Ocupada</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UVFqndRZ5ko?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/UVFqndRZ5ko?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linda Martini - Mulher-a-Dias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2193018162391363967?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2193018162391363967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2193018162391363967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2193018162391363967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2193018162391363967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/11/linda-martini-casa-ocupada.html' title='Linda Martini - Casa Ocupada'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3826977700768896523</id><published>2010-11-08T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:25:12.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The National - High Violet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TNiGsFYuTrI/AAAAAAAAAh8/j-QTJnSPdi0/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TNiGsFYuTrI/AAAAAAAAAh8/j-QTJnSPdi0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537323833770266290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao longo do ano têm passado por cá inúmeros recortes, não tantos como gostaria, mas os suficientes para acreditar que a lista que se vai construindo tem sido bem estruturada e de influências facilmente perceptíveis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, é, no mínimo, de estranhar, que um álbum como “High Violet” não tenha passado por cá. E assim, o mais recente dos The National acabou por ficar na sombra, sem receber todo o destaque que merece.  A princípio, a abordagem foi de que não era necessário sequer divulgar uma obra tão indiscutível, tão bem trabalhada. Como quando se organizam determinados encontros entre amigos e alguns nem são avisados atempadamente porque nem se imaginam determinadas aventuras sem a sua companhia…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É certo que faltam ainda 2 meses para o término de 2010 mas não há dúvida: High Violet é o melhor álbum deste ano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantém as sombras de Matt Berninger, fortalece o poder das guitarras do duo Dessner e Devendorf e assombra com o ribombar da bateria de Bryan . E tudo isto sem abdicar de nada, sem restrições ou mordaças. High Violet é o grito de ternura de 2010, é um inesquecível apontamento de maturidade sublinhado em amores quase adolescentes, tem fogo, rubor e atrevimento, tem penumbra, perda e medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como na vida, cada minuto de "High Violet" tem a rotina transformada glória, a esperança que se revela desilusão e o Amor como um cerco viciante de vontades, desejos e infinitos quereres.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrepreensível. Imprescindível. Inquietante. Único.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Efg1h0EzLeE?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/Efg1h0EzLeE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The National - Terrible Love (Alternate Version)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3826977700768896523?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3826977700768896523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3826977700768896523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3826977700768896523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3826977700768896523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/11/national-high-violet.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;The National - High Violet&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TNiGsFYuTrI/AAAAAAAAAh8/j-QTJnSPdi0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6116982737858735016</id><published>2010-10-19T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:26:09.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombay Bicycle Club - Flaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TL4a2OpYXcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dvUbF1pH_xg/s1600/51aYVesj3uL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TL4a2OpYXcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dvUbF1pH_xg/s320/51aYVesj3uL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529886911404465602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São um colectivo inglês que desde 2006 tem vindo a colecionar elogios e até alguns prémios. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inicialmente alternaram estudos com a composição e desde que a fase obrigatória se concluiu arrancaram em força para uma carreira que se prevê e deseja longa e bem estruturada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As melodias constroem-se em acordes de bandolim, banjo e guitarra, quase acústicos, entre o acre e bucólico, com cânticos de cândura e até esperança e saudade. E têm em Flaws, o trabalho de 2010, um óptimo exemplo do que é um álbum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem grandes músicas mas é na sua sequência, no ambiente que recriam, no alinhamento bem enquadrado que se desenha toda a simplicidade e perfeição dos BBC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Têm estado em "repeat" cá pelos meus silêncios e se ainda não habitam o vosso quotidiano garanto-vos que ainda não encontraram (mais um) todos os álbuns imprescindíveis de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W5LG1ZMIu6M?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/W5LG1ZMIu6M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bombay Bicycle Club - Flaws&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6116982737858735016?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6116982737858735016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6116982737858735016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6116982737858735016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6116982737858735016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/10/bombay-bicycle-club-flaws.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Bombay Bicycle Club - Flaws&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TL4a2OpYXcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dvUbF1pH_xg/s72-c/51aYVesj3uL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7940554084998423138</id><published>2010-10-11T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:58:39.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo igual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TLOTgCtvcyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/X_tnakdJtho/s1600/1377727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TLOTgCtvcyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/X_tnakdJtho/s320/1377727.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526923346407551778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A imagem acima tem certamente mais de um século e pertence ao incontornável Rafael Bordalo Pinheiro. Na actualidade, o que mais surpreende na imagem, para além do carácter humorístico indiscutível, é a sua indissociação da situação actual do País. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, é certo que a vassalagem ao Reino Unido representada na imagem já vai longe mas a nossa dependência do estrangeiro continua essencial para a nossa sobrevivência, resulte ela dos tentáculos da União Europeia ou do tão anunciado "mercado globalizado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O traço de Bordalo demonstra sobretudo o ainda corrente debruçar do povo português. Vergado, debruçado sobre si próprio, carregando burgueses, políticos acomodados ou banqueiros e demais corruptos, o povo vai gatinhando, suportando sobre as suas costas a corrupção milionária, os jogos de interesse e a proto-política, desenhada a chantagens, favores e subornos.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crise que se arrasta desde (pelo menos) 2008 é um exemplo de como se analisam, discutem e resolvem as situações económicas e financeiras menos favoráveis: sobrecarrega-se o consumidor. E essa abordagem é dos mais simples e directos exemplos do significado que actualmente a palavra "Justiça" arrasta. Durante anos, banca, construtores civis, seguradoras e outros manipularam e contornaram as diversas (mas insuficientes) regras do "Mercado", que por sua vez deveria auto-regular-se, autogovernar-se, como se erigido sobre a ética e a responsabilidade do Homem. Surpresa: não há regulação, não há ética e o que falta em responsabilidade sobra em ganância, corrupção e soberba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgem personagens como Madoff e afins e o baralho de cartas desfaz-se. Inicia-se uma cascata de falências, grande parte devido à fragilidade das empresas e bancos, construídos sobre alicerces de capitais inexistentes. Os Governos lançam milhões ao "Mercado", que se afoga em marés de mentiras e fraudes. Há que salvar a Banca, lançar sinais ao "Mercado", que agora afinal está atento e escuta, o mesmo que durante anos esteve com Alice a tomar chá no seu País que era de Maravilhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E após gastar milhões, cobrir dívidas, segurar bancos, seguradoras e marcas que muito pouco fizeram pelas sociedades e países, eis que a Economia recupera, próspera e reluzente? Errado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de todos os apoios que as diversas empresas mundiais receberam, o emprego renasce, a inovação e o desenvolvimento destacam-se e a produtividade melhora? Errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, como se soluciona o problema? Regressando ao consumidor, que assiste há 3 anos na imprensa a discussões acesas de gravatas e carteiras recheadas, enquanto faz contas ao seu salário curto, à sua reforma sempre inferior e aos seus impostos directamente proporcionais às suas preocupações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não insistamos na tese da inocência do povo soberano e casto. Mas devolver o peso de solucionar a maior crise económica global ao interveniente que menos fez para a provocar é dos maiores sinais que a História vai acumulando de que não aprendemos com o passado e de que toda a evolução tecnológica e industrial não foram nem vão ser suficientes para gerar sociedades equilibradas, justas e cooperantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B1cVSUfQLw8?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/B1cVSUfQLw8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Vincent - Just The Same But Brand New&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7940554084998423138?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7940554084998423138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7940554084998423138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7940554084998423138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7940554084998423138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/10/tudo-igual.html' title='Tudo igual'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TLOTgCtvcyI/AAAAAAAAAhc/X_tnakdJtho/s72-c/1377727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3233876889842691638</id><published>2010-09-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:57:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry the River</title><content type='html'>Chamam-se Dry the River, são um quinteto londrino e o momento Bon Iver de 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Têm os mesmos acordes dolentes de amores que nunca foram, as mesmas melodias outonais e doses de saudade e mágoas quanto bastem para garantir óptimas dissecações da alma e da vontade de sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendam-se audições repetidas, em regressos a casa em finais de tarde, com o Sol a pôr-se e a Lua a despertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J4EoNZQ0reI?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/J4EoNZQ0reI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dry The River - Bible Belt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/drytherivermusic&lt;br /&gt;http://www.drytheriver.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3233876889842691638?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3233876889842691638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3233876889842691638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3233876889842691638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3233876889842691638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/dry-river.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Dry the River&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-8447488597160026211</id><published>2010-09-22T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T16:27:30.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJqLiTG6PHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tS7-plUn61E/s1600/The_Wounded_Angel_-_Hugo_Simberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJqLiTG6PHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tS7-plUn61E/s320/The_Wounded_Angel_-_Hugo_Simberg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519877714657033330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wounded Angel - Hugo Simberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oHO6pbjQ9ec?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/oHO6pbjQ9ec?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mogwai - Take Me Somewhere Nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-8447488597160026211?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/8447488597160026211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=8447488597160026211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8447488597160026211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/8447488597160026211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/wounded-angel-hugo-simberg-mogwai-take.html' title=''/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJqLiTG6PHI/AAAAAAAAAhU/tS7-plUn61E/s72-c/The_Wounded_Angel_-_Hugo_Simberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-388285560330186411</id><published>2010-09-21T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:17:51.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verborreia</title><content type='html'>A notícia acompanhou o meu início de dia na última 2ª feira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pela primeira vez todos os jovens rapazes ou raparigas que este ano completam 18 anos são obrigados, a partir de hoje, a participar no dia da Defesa Nacional. São mais de 130 mil jovens que até Maio vão visitar durante um dia uma unidade da marinha da força aérea ou do exército. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A idéia seria banal para Kim Jong-il mas por terras lusas a iniciativa mereceu destaque nos serviços informativos durante todo o dia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebremos então a Defesa da Nação! Reunamos jovens sem rumo ou vontade e, sobretudo, contrariados e lancemos um movimento que garanta um momento digno de regimes democráticos e livres como a ex-URSS, o Irão ou a Venezuela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, a iniciativa este ano apresenta uma novidade: a obrigatoriedade para o sexo feminino. Ou seja, a igualdade e a soberba convivem deste modo num momento inevitavelmente vazio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJkuNcxAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Vps8kKHPsg8/s1600/imagesCA6FJL3U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJkuNcxAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Vps8kKHPsg8/s320/imagesCA6FJL3U.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519493626914170786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prevêem-se transmissões de tv em directo, com salvas de tiros lançados no horizonte e bandeiras nacionais suportadas por criancinhas de penteado igual, enquanto milhares de jovens acompanham o hino nacional com toques polifónicos e o público acena ao Governo empenhando t-shirt onde se lê "Zé, és lindo" ou "Volta Salazar". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final, lançam-se computadores Magalhães ao ar e Sócrates discursa sobre a participação "sentida e plena de nacionalidade", enquanto Passos Coelho espera que Paulo Teixeira Pinto lhe diga se o PSD deveria incluir ou não essa celebração na revisão constitucional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas fica a perspectiva do Estado face à uniformização no tratamento dos sexos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num momento em que os estereótipos se mantêm de forma assustadora, abordagens estatais em que não se reforce a separação dos sexos, apesar de forma e para causas bastante questionáveis, são de valorizar. &lt;br /&gt;Basta analisar cada anúncio publicitário para confirmar como muito se mantem igual desde a década de 50 do sexo passado: as mulheres perdem os sentidos com uma nódoa na roupa e conquistam a felicidade eterna quando a eliminam e invariavelmente surgem perto de um fogão ou, no mínimo, numa cozinha quando se trata de algo "alimentar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que dizer daquele duplo beijinho estaladiço que marca o final de cada etapa de ciclismo, entregue ao vencedor por duas senhoras (?) em roupas justas e de líbido planeado? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJkuvF_GdHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2S09DoAEaTU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJkuvF_GdHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2S09DoAEaTU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519494204914824306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém consegue conceber o mesmo momento invertendo o sexo dos participantes? Pois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora venham-me dizer que já não existe nenhum "Modern Man"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xjm8WDG-Gy8?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/Xjm8WDG-Gy8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Arcade Fire - Modern Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-388285560330186411?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/388285560330186411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=388285560330186411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/388285560330186411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/388285560330186411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/verborreia.html' title='Verborreia'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TJkuNcxAZ6I/AAAAAAAAAg8/Vps8kKHPsg8/s72-c/imagesCA6FJL3U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7790109687264466158</id><published>2010-09-15T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:52:35.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zola Jesus</title><content type='html'>Continuamos no feminino... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não conheço completamente o mais recente trabalho de Zola Jesus mas este "Sea Talk" conquistou vários minutos desde que o descobri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tresanda a anos 80, num ambiente que tanto é de esperança, como de derrota. Como outro dia qualquer, aliás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XlddZf9R0jU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&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/XlddZf9R0jU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zola Jesus - Sea Talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7790109687264466158?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7790109687264466158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7790109687264466158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7790109687264466158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7790109687264466158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/zola-jesus.html' title='Zola Jesus'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7512713918783159723</id><published>2010-09-09T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:09:53.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anais Mitchell</title><content type='html'>"Haddestown" é o 5º álbum de Anais Mitchell e caiu-me no tímpano há alguns dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com Ani DiFranco, Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) e Ben Knox Miller (The Low Anthem) como padrinhos (apenas para citar os mais reconhecidamente competentes) "Haddestown" pretende ser uma folk opera e ao longo das 20 faixas do álbum garante óptimos momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reinterpreta o mito grego de Orfeu e o seu objectivo de salvar Euridice, reinventando a narrativa, associando-a à actualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma metáfora folk, mas sobretudo, uma óptima surpresa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDqBzuh-DIg?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/yDqBzuh-DIg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&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/21484161-7512713918783159723?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7512713918783159723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7512713918783159723&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7512713918783159723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7512713918783159723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/anais-mitchell.html' title='Anais Mitchell'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2476745113420078217</id><published>2010-09-06T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T15:07:49.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah Blasko</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QX1RgyCl1Xs?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/QX1RgyCl1Xs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah Blasko - All I Want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2476745113420078217?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2476745113420078217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2476745113420078217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2476745113420078217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2476745113420078217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/09/sarah-blasko.html' title='Sarah Blasko'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4754390505175210422</id><published>2010-08-31T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:39:39.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TH12Ukihw9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Adt_gRHlg0I/s1600/516hLO5CbYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TH12Ukihw9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Adt_gRHlg0I/s320/516hLO5CbYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511691614749311954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante os abençoados dias de férias que entretanto já parecem estar mais longe que a primeira dentição espreitei os Recortes que 2010 viu nascer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estranhamente alguns dos mais inevitáveis títulos do ano não constam da colheita de 2010 deste espaço. Não sei se por se mostrarem de tal forma indiscutíveis são alguns os nomes que não mereceram o devido destaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se há discos que me agradam pela qualidade sonora ou escrita das canções outras há que pelo factor "surpresa" garantem um lugar significativo na minha lista dos obrigatórios. As primeiras sonoridades dos LCD Soundsystem não me trouxeram nada de novo. Os sons electrónicos raramente me chamam a atenção e dificilmente procuro esse tipo de sonoridade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se "Sound of Silver" não me provocou grande efeito, à excepção de "All My Friends", um exercício tão contagiante como arrabatador, "This is Happening" provoca uma hipnose que só termina no fim da última faixa do álbum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I Want", Ritmado, bem composto, com James Murphy em excelente forma, é um dos momentos inevitáveis de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendente a forma como eletrónica e rock se fundem, com guitarras e batidas funk, sintetizadores inflamados e Murphy em delírio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MLPeQ9U_f-0?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/MLPeQ9U_f-0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LCD Soundsystem - All I Want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4754390505175210422?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4754390505175210422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4754390505175210422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4754390505175210422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4754390505175210422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TH12Ukihw9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/Adt_gRHlg0I/s72-c/516hLO5CbYL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3760486836486356837</id><published>2010-08-14T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T07:31:40.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ed Harcourt - Lustre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TGaov_do5HI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2d2z1CUdXuA/s1600/51JwXc4eoXL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TGaov_do5HI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2d2z1CUdXuA/s320/51JwXc4eoXL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505273136950076530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lustre" marca o regresso de Ed Harcourt em 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois anos depois do excelente "The Beatiful Lie" mantêm-se as composições cuidadas, os arranjos pormenorizados de piano, em registo semi acústico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harcourt garante bons momentos e é cada vez mais um nome incontornável da lista de compositores-songwriters a ter em conta na actualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggNzTfmIqYA?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/ggNzTfmIqYA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ed Harcourt - Lachrymosity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3760486836486356837?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3760486836486356837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3760486836486356837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3760486836486356837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3760486836486356837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/08/ed-harcourt-lustre.html' title='Ed Harcourt - Lustre'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TGaov_do5HI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2d2z1CUdXuA/s72-c/51JwXc4eoXL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2363760078076036808</id><published>2010-08-04T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:38:49.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordação... Run like Hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/y2aOccbfAqE/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y2aOccbfAqE&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/y2aOccbfAqE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="350" height="250" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas audições musicais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2363760078076036808?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2363760078076036808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2363760078076036808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2363760078076036808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2363760078076036808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/08/recordacao-run-like-hell.html' title='Recordação... Run like Hell...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-609517893712288563</id><published>2010-07-29T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:35:55.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutti Frutti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TFIAUzfrQeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/MNhGCH4-fSc/s1600/02062010554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TFIAUzfrQeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/MNhGCH4-fSc/s320/02062010554.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499458452393247202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre vi este blog como um sítio para divulgar, dar a conhecer. Sons, músicas e momentos que, em conjunto com os gostos dos restantes recorteiros, transformassem o dia de alguém. No bom ou mau sentido, confesso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desenhamos este blog num sentido positivo, sendo que são raras as excepções em que surgiu por aqui uma crítica negativa (excepto concertos ou politiquices, claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa é uma das belezas da Música: poder oferecê-la, dá-la a ouvir ou esconder algumas e guardá-las como se fossem só nossas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, num momento de questionável lucidez, da minha parte e de quem me aceitou, eis-me aos comandos de uma nave (na foto) chamada Tutti Frutti, onde os sons não conhecem regras, barreiras ou até coerência. Num caminho desenhado em sonhos há muito tempo e só agora experimentado.&lt;br /&gt;Está ainda em fase de maturação, com alguns ajustes e muito para aprender. Basta ouvir e percebe-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Às sextas-feiras, entre as 17 e as 18 horas estou por aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.radiomangualde.com (emissão on-line)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A qualquer hora em:&lt;br /&gt;tuttifruttirm.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cjb5pfRvM2s&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&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/cjb5pfRvM2s&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elvis - Tutti Frutti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-609517893712288563?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/609517893712288563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=609517893712288563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/609517893712288563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/609517893712288563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/tutti-frutti.html' title='Tutti Frutti'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TFIAUzfrQeI/AAAAAAAAAgU/MNhGCH4-fSc/s72-c/02062010554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5077930341697661356</id><published>2010-07-23T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T02:40:00.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrepiante... There there</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/h_eBqlFpnNY/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_eBqlFpnNY&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/h_eBqlFpnNY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="350" height="250" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boas audições musicais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5077930341697661356?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5077930341697661356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5077930341697661356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5077930341697661356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5077930341697661356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/arrepiante-there-there.html' title='Arrepiante... 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Chamam-se We Were Promised Jetpacks e têm acompanhado os meus dias mais recentes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja do Verão ou da proximidade das férias têm um álbum carregadinho de "grandes malhas"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G5ZhBAylbN4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&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/G5ZhBAylbN4&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&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/21484161-111561512819309434?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/111561512819309434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=111561512819309434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/111561512819309434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/111561512819309434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-were-promised-jetpacks.html' title='We Were Promised Jetpacks'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TEYbC8kwEeI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Peqvd1yu5pg/s72-c/wewerepromisedjetpacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5257004044878796554</id><published>2010-07-13T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:21:34.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger mouse and sparklehorse presents dark night of the soul...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/qQDU9QOXKBI/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQDU9QOXKBI&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/qQDU9QOXKBI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="350" height="250" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dnots.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5257004044878796554?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5257004044878796554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5257004044878796554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5257004044878796554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5257004044878796554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/danger-mouse-and-sparklehorse-presents.html' title='Danger mouse and sparklehorse presents dark night of the soul...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-3306194879791441233</id><published>2010-07-12T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T06:21:49.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recomenda-se...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wsWIIAIaLdo/TDsTsfHvmuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/adCB4ar0Bj4/s1600/capalockfullversion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wsWIIAIaLdo/TDsTsfHvmuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/adCB4ar0Bj4/s320/capalockfullversion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493005825497602786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é para ti uma casa?  Os braços de quem amas ou o lugar onde te escondes dos dedos dos teus demónios?&lt;br /&gt;É a estrada que tens à frente ou a cadeira onde te sentas no final da viagem? É a tenda de um circo itenerante, um navio naufragado ou o farol levantado em terra firme?&lt;br /&gt;É o sítio onde vives ou a última morada para envelhecer dos ossos? Um bocado de terra santificada ou as pedras que fazem o chão de uma revolução profana?&lt;br /&gt;Será uma rua sem nome, as paredes de um quarto ou a memória? É um desejo, um objecto perdido ou é essa coisa que bate dentro do teu peito? É um palco repleto de barulho e gente, um corredor silencioso ou é o som da caixa de música onde dançam dois bonecos? É a paisagem pintada na tela, o pó que cobre o teu soalho ou será o simples conforto de ter um corpo que não conhece dor?&lt;br /&gt;Por detrás e para além de paredes, portas e fechaduras, as histórias de uma multidão de palhaços, dançarinos e homens simples transformam-se em canções sobre o desvanecimentos, a morte, o sonho e o desejo. Quebram-se paredes que não dobram, gritam-se palavras por gastar e roda-se o mundo para o Sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existem muitas chaves para os lugares de At Freddy’s House...&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;(Susana de Noronha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-3306194879791441233?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/3306194879791441233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=3306194879791441233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3306194879791441233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/3306194879791441233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/recomenda-se.html' title='Recomenda-se...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wsWIIAIaLdo/TDsTsfHvmuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/adCB4ar0Bj4/s72-c/capalockfullversion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1278159125143595549</id><published>2010-07-08T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:25:05.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já se ouve...</title><content type='html'>Já se ouve... Falta pouco e que bem que se ouve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BK2589VacP8&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&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/BK2589VacP8&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grinderman 2 - Trailer N.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Novo álbum agendado para 13 de Setembro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1278159125143595549?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1278159125143595549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1278159125143595549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1278159125143595549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1278159125143595549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/ja-se-ouve.html' title='Já se ouve...'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6731808737521964939</id><published>2010-07-01T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:10:46.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ólöf Arnalds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TC0ST2GPEFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/nvose0gi9yg/s1600/51DT4xnCGAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TC0ST2GPEFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/nvose0gi9yg/s320/51DT4xnCGAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489063652982984786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma passagem breve por Glastonbury regressamos ao Norte da Europa, mais especificamente à Islândia, curiosa potência europeia de exportação de Música. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ólöf Arnalds teve em 2007 a sua estreia a solo com "Við Og Við" e regressa em 2010 com "Innundir skinni", depois de se destacar como uma das vozes dos Múm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem edição no início do próximo mês e e trata-se de uma sonoridade eminentemente folk e acústica, apesar de carregar um misto de inocência e negrume que me agradam bastante, sobretudo agora que a época "efusiva" do Verão se inicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A não perder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q0025Z8r-Aw&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&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/q0025Z8r-Aw&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ólöf Arnalds - Innundir Skinni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9Zpl71RP2c&amp;feature=channel"&gt;Mais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/olofarnalds"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6731808737521964939?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6731808737521964939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6731808737521964939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6731808737521964939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6731808737521964939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/07/olof-arnalds.html' title='Ólöf Arnalds'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TC0ST2GPEFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/nvose0gi9yg/s72-c/51DT4xnCGAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-367143423824247238</id><published>2010-06-28T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:59:59.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glastonbury 2010</title><content type='html'>Durante dias pasmei a olhar para o cartaz e durante uns quantos mais imaginei a saborear a vida por lá. Há-de chegar o dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abençoado YouTube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrLKJQA--J4&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/MrLKJQA--J4&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Florence and the Machine - You've Got The Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J6CSc3DUXUg&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/J6CSc3DUXUg&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The National - Anyone's Ghost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C5IGsYJEzCg&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/C5IGsYJEzCg&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muse - Feeling Good &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-367143423824247238?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/367143423824247238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=367143423824247238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/367143423824247238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/367143423824247238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/06/glastonbury-2010.html' title='Glastonbury 2010'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2937743117302870061</id><published>2010-06-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:56:46.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Efterklang - Magic Chairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TB_R1d0fkBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AQhiOHYwMrQ/s1600/51ppEaAvJpL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/TB_R1d0fkBI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AQhiOHYwMrQ/s320/51ppEaAvJpL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485333587628625938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com selo dinamarquês os Efterklang regressam em 2010 às edições com "Magic Chairs". Assinam agora pela 4AD, editora que inclui no seu catálogo bandas como The National, TV On The Radio ou Bon Iver, o que já pode ajudar a compreender a qualidade sonora praticada por estes senhores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Óptimo indie rock, pontuado por orquestrações por vezes sumptuosas, numa linha não muito afastada de uns Grizzly Bear, Dirty Projectors ou Bjork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2nffOE54uA&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/i2nffOE54uA&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Efterklang - Modern Drift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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Um som interessante...&lt;br /&gt;Espero que gostem...&lt;br /&gt;Boas audições musicais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6467738055578757243?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6467738055578757243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6467738055578757243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6467738055578757243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6467738055578757243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/06/equinox-peacekeeper.html' title='Equinox, the Peacekeeper...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09520774103442647417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4913694983133461909</id><published>2010-06-05T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:59:15.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ólafur Arnalds</title><content type='html'>Não practica exactamente um som que eu diria recomendável para o calor do Verão e as idas à praia mas o regresso de Ólafur Arnalds com "... And They Escaped the Weight of Darkness" não merece ficar oculto até que os dias frios e sombrios cubram o quotidiano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre a Pop e o clássico, as suas composições minimalistas transportam doses de inocência, negrume e esperança em formatos irresístiveis. Algures entre a candura de uns Sigur Rós ou Múm e as composições de Dvorak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastante recomendável!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mYIfiQlfaas&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/mYIfiQlfaas&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ólafur Arnalds - Ljósio (de Found Songs - 2009)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6tvUPFsaj5s&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/6tvUPFsaj5s&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ólafur Arnalds - Hægt, kemur ljósið (2010)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4913694983133461909?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4913694983133461909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4913694983133461909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4913694983133461909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4913694983133461909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/06/olafur-arnalds.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Ólafur Arnalds&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7693866102897219893</id><published>2010-06-04T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T16:31:37.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band of Skulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fKL2prSqDQI&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/fKL2prSqDQI&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Band of Skulls - I Know What I Am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7693866102897219893?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7693866102897219893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7693866102897219893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7693866102897219893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7693866102897219893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/06/band-of-skulls.html' title='Band of Skulls'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-341039007592040152</id><published>2010-05-25T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:13:24.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Keys - Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S_xLbZLJmfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/AIk5KxsrVxo/s1600/5113GxfgY3L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S_xLbZLJmfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/AIk5KxsrVxo/s320/5113GxfgY3L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475334180961884658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K12ThB088SA&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/K12ThB088SA&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Keys - Your Touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-341039007592040152?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/341039007592040152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=341039007592040152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/341039007592040152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/341039007592040152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/black-keys-brothers.html' title='The Black Keys - Brothers'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S_xLbZLJmfI/AAAAAAAAAf0/AIk5KxsrVxo/s72-c/5113GxfgY3L__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7361706271697277701</id><published>2010-05-18T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:45:48.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lado Negro'/><title type='text'>Recordar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="384" height="308"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODW3H9o3KvM&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/ODW3H9o3KvM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="384" height="308"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flood - Despertar - Tragedia - 1995&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7361706271697277701?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7361706271697277701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7361706271697277701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7361706271697277701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7361706271697277701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/recordar.html' title='Recordar...'/><author><name>Afonso Sade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10829632311794008444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_zNAOc1ryTgI/SGppMOggX-I/AAAAAAAAC4o/U1jzXHyO7CM/S220/M%C3%A1scara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5032973221325986763</id><published>2010-05-17T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:59:16.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amostras</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MSiDyYT7aIk&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/MSiDyYT7aIk&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ted Leo and the Pharmacists - The Mighty Sparrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8DD58Hxp44s&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/8DD58Hxp44s&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Courteeners - Cross My Heart And Hope To Fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5032973221325986763?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5032973221325986763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5032973221325986763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5032973221325986763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5032973221325986763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/amostras.html' title='Amostras'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4183560573868002372</id><published>2010-05-13T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:06:55.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa II</title><content type='html'>São demasiados dias neste estado, neste ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abençoado, Senhor, o inventor do pecado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBH8o8XXnVM&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/TBH8o8XXnVM&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joss Stone - Son of a Preacher Man (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4183560573868002372?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4183560573868002372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4183560573868002372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4183560573868002372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4183560573868002372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/papa-ii.html' title='Papa II'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-732947957077021019</id><published>2010-05-11T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:29:28.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conceitos</title><content type='html'>A posição em que nos encontramos face a determinados problemas ou situações pode afectar a nossa opinião. O segredo está em prever e compreender os dois lados da barreira. Tento procurar esse "caminho" da compreensão mas surgem facilmente temas para os quais não encontro essa vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nMCUDKZnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/rFO5AMQ5Bnw/s1600/out-magazine-sep-2009-ellen-von-unwerth-lady-gaga-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nMCUDKZnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/rFO5AMQ5Bnw/s320/out-magazine-sep-2009-ellen-von-unwerth-lady-gaga-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470127562531956338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos temas que me deixam normalmente perplexo é como se constrói e molda uma estrela Pop. Mais, à medida que vou analisando ao lomgo do tempo a qualidade, postura e carácter dos ditos Super Pop, encontro um nível cada vez mais baixinho. A mais recente dessas estrelas é Lady Gaga. Tem nome de produto de higiene íntima feminina, pratica um pop electrónico tão assustador como o PEC e tem sido eleita em várias publicações como a rainha da Pop, como o exemplo do que se quer feminino.&lt;br /&gt;Compreendo que o Mercado da Música necessite de construir imagens e personagens que possam compensar as perdas económicas que as editoras têm sentido nos últimos anos e que procurem abordar outros mercados, menos susceptíveis de pirataria, para vender o produto. Apesar de tudo, Gaga é, como o nome indica, um produto, um serviço e um objecto que perdurará até que surja uma nova embalagem, com perfume diferente e mais comercializável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda na secção de produto mas num nível mais acima, tenho visto algo cujo conceito também não compreendo: um desodorizante para 48 horas. Parece-me um conceito tão requintado e evoluído como um discurso do Cristiano Ronaldo. 48 horas! Ou seja, o perfumado grunho que quando duvida se o sovacâme já fede pode sempre pensar que ainda falta um outro dia até que seja necessário renovar o seu aroma. Obrigado à Ciência. Inventem também o dentífrico com a mesma duração. Ah, e outro muito bom é o... banho. Que se aliado à higiene oral pode ser muito boa opção. Ah, pois, mas não vende tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nK3Xt6g6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/n81U_48rKUk/s1600/desodorante_vencido19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nK3Xt6g6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/n81U_48rKUk/s320/desodorante_vencido19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470126275026387874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O termo conceito quando cruzado com política pode dar resultados muito maus. Ora o conceito "distracção", se bem aplicado, pode até garantir uma eleição. Sócrates que é mais político que estadista compreende esse poder e neste momento está seguramente a agradecer aos céus. 1 dia depois de anunciar que terá que reduzir ainda mais o défice, um dia depois de anunciar que as medidas do PEC afinal são insuficientes, tem o clube de futebol de maior dimensão nacional a vencer o campeonato. No dia seguinte, recebe o Papa para uma visita de 4 dias. Se a isto somarmos o autismo que se instala nestes dias na comunicãção social e as tolerâncias de ponto, haverá quem se aperceba da manobra de diversão? Mais, dar especial atenção ao controlo das contas bancárias de reformados, para que se analisem os possíveis abusos que estes possam estar a cometer e assim se verifiquem se estes não têm rendimentos extra para além dos entregues pelo Estado não é tudo menos uma medida de um governo de Esquerda? Mais um vez, o conceito desconstrói-se...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nLGGB-WDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/XvlW4tX55-I/s1600/papa_1004_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nLGGB-WDI/AAAAAAAAAfc/XvlW4tX55-I/s320/papa_1004_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470126527976724530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não deixa de ser curioso que nesta fase estejamos com 2 dos famosos 3 "F"s de Salazar: Fátima e Futebol. O terceiro, o do Fado, esse nunca nos abandona. Não o de Amália ou Mariza ou Marceneiro. O nosso Fado é de Destino, negro, instável e imprevisível. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tb6BgMz0FNs&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/tb6BgMz0FNs&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amália - Foi Deus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-732947957077021019?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/732947957077021019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=732947957077021019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/732947957077021019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/732947957077021019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/conceitos.html' title='Conceitos'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-nMCUDKZnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/rFO5AMQ5Bnw/s72-c/out-magazine-sep-2009-ellen-von-unwerth-lady-gaga-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4196001265462194003</id><published>2010-05-10T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:20:16.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa I</title><content type='html'>Na impossibilida agradecer uma luxuosa "tolerância de ponto" a Sua Santidade, o Recortes recorre aos poucos minutos que pode dispensar e dá as boas vindas a Bento XVI dedicando-lhe alguns acordes ao longo da semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ka6EPx3nTGQ&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/Ka6EPx3nTGQ&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - God is the House (live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4196001265462194003?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4196001265462194003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4196001265462194003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4196001265462194003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4196001265462194003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/papa-i.html' title='Papa I'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-425029844888904209</id><published>2010-05-08T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T12:07:26.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mazgani</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-W2WhC8hmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/KOYS0IFNSGM/s1600/c_5100584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 175px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-W2WhC8hmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/KOYS0IFNSGM/s320/c_5100584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468977820455437922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Songs of Distance" é o nome do novo álbum de Mazgani. Ainda muito dentro do registo songwriter, sempre em ambiente americano, Mazgani volta a desenhar pradarias e desertos com os seus acordes e melodias, apesar de o seu lado mais rock e blues também merecer alguns (bons) momentos ao longo de todo o álbum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imperdível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dh5gob82TZo&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/Dh5gob82TZo&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mazgani - Slaughterhouse of Love e Loving Guide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-425029844888904209?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/425029844888904209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=425029844888904209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/425029844888904209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/425029844888904209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/mazgani.html' title='Mazgani'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S-W2WhC8hmI/AAAAAAAAAfM/KOYS0IFNSGM/s72-c/c_5100584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6576702878777700690</id><published>2010-05-04T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:54:06.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como um grito</title><content type='html'>Reza a lenda que passavam por aqui alguns recortes, recomendações e comentários de assinados por Afonso Sade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, no dia da celebração do seu nascimento aqui fica a minha prenda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se "Cada Som Como Um Grito" e estou crente que pode pertence às escutas diárias de Sr. Sade. Fernando Ribeiro, Rui Sidónio e Pedro Paixão abordam a poesia de Miguel Torga em "Orfeu Rebelde" de uma forma obscura, num resultado que será, recorrendo às palavras do primeiro, "duro mas belo, cerimonial mas envolvente".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para escuta e download legal em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.optimusdiscos.com/discos/cada-som-como-um-grito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIA5nMf_Qkg&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/bIA5nMf_Qkg&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada Som Como Um Grito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6576702878777700690?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6576702878777700690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6576702878777700690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6576702878777700690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6576702878777700690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/como-um-grito.html' title='Como um grito'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-4379875695636922127</id><published>2010-05-01T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T17:34:27.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta Depressão Que Me Anima</title><content type='html'>A Naifa regressa às edições. "Esta Depressão Que Me Anima" é o nome do álbum que é o primeiro depois do desaparecimento de João Aguardela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ETEVBrGZiHg&amp;hl=pt_BR&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/ETEVBrGZiHg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Naifa - Esta Depressão Que Me Anima&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principais concertos já agendados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 13 de Maio- Faro&lt;br /&gt;- 15 de Maio - Aveiro&lt;br /&gt;- 26 e 27 de Maio - Coimbra&lt;br /&gt;- 28 de Maio - Guimarães&lt;br /&gt;- 5 de Junho - Lisboa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-4379875695636922127?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/4379875695636922127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=4379875695636922127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4379875695636922127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/4379875695636922127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/05/esta-depressao-que-me-anima.html' title='Esta Depressão Que Me Anima'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5532330527564975157</id><published>2010-04-24T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:30:34.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mão Morta - Pesadelos de Peluche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S9MnrR4lhvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xr6-UAUqZr0/s1600/Mao_morta_pesadelos_em_peluche.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S9MnrR4lhvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xr6-UAUqZr0/s320/Mao_morta_pesadelos_em_peluche.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463754397419144946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Mão Morta regressam em 2010 com um novo trabalho: "Pesadelos de Peluche". Depois do desencanto face ao mercado nacional, das aventuras Maldoror e dos projectos e participações de Adolfo Luxúria Canibal e outros elementos, a banda de Braga regressa com a mesma postura e com uma ligeira, quase imperceptível, cedência no som que praticam. Mantêm-se o tom cavernoso, a abordagem semi caricatural da sociedade, a crítica subversiva ao estar/ser português. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Mão Morta estão de volta e mesmo que se tratasse de um mau álbum (que não é) ou simplesmente médio (que também não é), o simples regresso era motivo suficiente para satisfação. A Música Nacional precisa deles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-cJcXnGCN90&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/-cJcXnGCN90&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mão Morta - Novelos da Paixão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5532330527564975157?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5532330527564975157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5532330527564975157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5532330527564975157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5532330527564975157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/04/mao-morta-pesadelos-de-peluche.html' title='Mão Morta - Pesadelos de Peluche'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S9MnrR4lhvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xr6-UAUqZr0/s72-c/Mao_morta_pesadelos_em_peluche.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-2838872189547784798</id><published>2010-04-20T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:22:16.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaked Lamb</title><content type='html'>Os portugueses Soaked lamb estão de regresso com "Hats and Chairs". Mantêm o registo blues e jazz, com muita vitalidade e níveis de criatividade invejáveis, o que os consolida no quadro geral das bandas portuguesas a ter em conta no futuro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Óptimo regresso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q45KyxvyjpA&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/Q45KyxvyjpA&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Soaked Lamb - Almost a Song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2838872189547784798?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2838872189547784798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2838872189547784798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2838872189547784798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2838872189547784798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/04/soaked-lamb.html' title='Soaked Lamb'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-5933043242748272241</id><published>2010-04-06T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:41:58.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele e Ela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7uqfs4J3KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3BVzCclAuDU/s1600/6171I%2BWylAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7uqfs4J3KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3BVzCclAuDU/s320/6171I%2BWylAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457142835088841890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She &amp; Him são Zooey Deschanel e M. Ward. O seu primeiro álbum "Volume One",data de 2008 e sempre julguei que se tratava de uma aventura única e irrepetível. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puro engano, uma vez que "Volume Two" já foi lançado demonstrando que a intenção é assumir o projecto com seriedade e alguma regularidade. A primeira resenha deste duo não me despertou muita atenção mas não sei se fruto da chegada dos dias solarengos ou ainda efeitos do visionamento de "500 Days of Summer", no qual Miss Deschanel contracena, mas este novo trabalho tem um novo toque que me agrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresco, luminoso e eminentemente Pop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZ3cTwI9bIw&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/pZ3cTwI9bIw&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She &amp; Him - In the Sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-5933043242748272241?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/5933043242748272241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=5933043242748272241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5933043242748272241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/5933043242748272241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/04/ele-e-ela.html' title='Ele e Ela'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7uqfs4J3KI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3BVzCclAuDU/s72-c/6171I%2BWylAL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1900119595207633289</id><published>2010-04-02T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T04:27:43.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Páscoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jQcNiD0Z3MU&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/jQcNiD0Z3MU&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Johnny Cash - Personal Jesus (Depeche Mode cover)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1900119595207633289?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1900119595207633289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1900119595207633289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1900119595207633289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1900119595207633289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/04/boa-pascoa.html' title='Boa Páscoa'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7107150078330357816</id><published>2010-03-30T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:47:12.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unoeskimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7Jw2EY-f0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/EdfhQa00zRA/s1600/unoeskimocover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7Jw2EY-f0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/EdfhQa00zRA/s320/unoeskimocover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454546172892839746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Unoeskimo são uma banda do Porto e em finais de 2009 o seu álbum homónimo chegou ao mercado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock consistente e bem estruturado com marca nacional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/unoeskimo&lt;br /&gt;www.unoeskimo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YkswTreBrYA&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/YkswTreBrYA&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unoeskimo - disgrace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-7107150078330357816?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/7107150078330357816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=7107150078330357816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7107150078330357816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/7107150078330357816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/03/unoeskimo.html' title='Unoeskimo'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7Jw2EY-f0I/AAAAAAAAAe0/EdfhQa00zRA/s72-c/unoeskimocover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-7808172308900113366</id><published>2010-03-29T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:26:07.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Archipelago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7Eo35Pwl5I/AAAAAAAAAes/azFNnTAA2Fg/s1600/41HfiMZOatL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S7Eo35Pwl5I/AAAAAAAAAes/azFNnTAA2Fg/s320/41HfiMZOatL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454185564447217554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se "Golden Archipelago" e é o sucessor de "Rocks", álbum de garantiu o nome dos Shearwater na lista de bandas a ter em conta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hidden Lakes" é o single de apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZbPLy4-OgAw&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/ZbPLy4-OgAw&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shearwater - 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Picastro</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IEUhb1w-yEw&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/IEUhb1w-yEw&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picastro - Hortur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-2677252105001229380?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/2677252105001229380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=2677252105001229380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2677252105001229380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/2677252105001229380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/03/recordacao-picastro.html' title='Recordação - Picastro'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-6448976168121817951</id><published>2010-03-16T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:10:31.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSDzinho</title><content type='html'>No último fim de semana celebrou-se mais um congresso do PSD, partido ao qual agradeço momentos de entretenimento bastante saudáveis. Convenhamos que são muito raros os momentos políticos nacionais que reúnem tantas figuras de verve inflamada e de discurso tão crispado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro ponto de nota relativamente a este congresso diz respeito à líder cessante. Não deixa de ser irónico e até difícil de compreender que num momento em que os resultados económicos confirmam muitas das previsões de Manuela Ferreira Leite a decisão seja a de não se recandidatar. Ainda mais tendo em conta que a futura ex líder considera ter atingido todos os objectivos a que se propôs. A resposta a esta "inconsistência" é simples. Apesar de todas as previsões certeiras Manuela Ferreira Leite perdeu em confronto directo com Sócrates e sofreu essa derrota na situação de maior debilidade do líder socialista. E esta constatação faz com que nem dentro do próprio Manuela Ferreira Leite encontre apoio suficiente para continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S6AMlF6ti1I/AAAAAAAAAek/07XSD3HjZ8U/s1600-h/31-c428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S6AMlF6ti1I/AAAAAAAAAek/07XSD3HjZ8U/s320/31-c428.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449369380501424978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí que surjam os candidatos que temos: Paulo Rangel, Aguiar Branco e Passos Coelho. O primeiro surge insuflado de uma vitória em eleições europeias, garantida muito graças a uma campanha eleitoral desastrosa do PS e a um cabeça de lista socialista que se revelou um muito bom exemplo de mau recrutamento partidário. Aguiar Branco é demasiado recente no partido e não encontra ainda a imagem e o estatuto necessários para liderar o partido quanto mais o País. E Passos Coelho vem beneficiando do factor &lt;em&gt;outsider&lt;/em&gt;, muito reforçado pela má gestão que Manuela Ferreira Leite exerceu no seu mandato sobretudo durante o processo de escolha dos elementos para as listas eleitorais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dois primeiros estão demasiado colados à liderança que agora termina e o terceiro tem muito a provar na política nacional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viragem que o partido necessita não está seguramente com nenhum destes senhores e os barões aparentemente reconhecem a palidez dos candidatos tal é a indiferença que alguns têm demonstrado nas muito raras demonstrações de apoio que têm sido divulgadas. E assim surge um nome: Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa. Regressou ao Congresso 11 anos após a última presença, marcou posição e preparou caminho ao apelar à unanimidade e ao entendimento interno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcelo sabe que, neste momento, o que o partido necessita é de alguém disposto a carregar o partido até cerca das próximas eleições. Até lá o novo líder terá muito poucas oportunidades de confronto directo com Sócrates e terá necessariamente de procurar a mediatização da sua imagem, sobretudo para garantir o reconhecimento do público, do "povo que vota". E entretanto essa imagem reconhecida já estará desgastada, o discurso sem efeito e as condições ideais estarão criadas para Marcelo ganhar o partido sem grande esforço. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto muitas coisas estranhas vão acontecer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tw3b6sfbv6g&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/tw3b6sfbv6g&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Radio Dept. - Strange Things Will Happen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-6448976168121817951?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/6448976168121817951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=6448976168121817951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6448976168121817951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/6448976168121817951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-ultimo-fim-de-semana-celebrou-se.html' title='PSDzinho'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LZx8kt8mHoM/S6AMlF6ti1I/AAAAAAAAAek/07XSD3HjZ8U/s72-c/31-c428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21484161.post-1409417249196251104</id><published>2010-03-12T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:08:29.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The National - Terrible Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-GdlsaQH6ao&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&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/-GdlsaQH6ao&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National - Terrible Love - live at Jimmy Fallon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21484161-1409417249196251104?l=recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/feeds/1409417249196251104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21484161&amp;postID=1409417249196251104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1409417249196251104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21484161/posts/default/1409417249196251104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recortesdosilencio.blogspot.com/2010/03/national-terrible-love.html' title='The National - Terrible Love'/><author><name>BadSeed</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11480672571945607061</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
