O VENTO

JOTA QUEST

COMPOSITOR: MÁRCIO BUZELIN

PAÍS: BRASIL

ÁLBUM: DE VOLTA AO PLANETA

GRAVADORA: SONY MUSIC

GÊNERO: POP ROCK

ANO: 1998

Jota Quest é uma banda brasileira de pop rock formada em Belo Horizonte, em 1993. Nasceu com o nome J.Quest, por inspiração do desenho animado Jonny Quest. Para não serem processados pela Hanna-Barbera, o grupo teve de mudar o nome da banda para Jota Quest no final da década de 1990. Há também uma versão que diz que a alteração foi feita por Tim Maia, que, se referia a banda como Jota Quest.

A banda também encontrou inspiração na banda de acid jazz Jamiroquai. Foi por gostar de black music (soul/funk/disco) e acid jazz que o baixista PJ e o baterista Paulinho Fonseca resolveram formar uma banda. Em seguida, o guitarrista Marco Túlio Lara e o tecladista Márcio Buzelin juntaram-se ao grupo. Rogério Flausino começou sua atuação no conjunto após ser escolhido num teste com mais de dezoito candidatos.

Em 1996, foram contratados pela Sony Music e gravaram o primeiro álbum J. Quest, que trouxe alguns singles de destaque, como a regravação de "As Dores do Mundo" (de Hyldon) e "Encontrar Alguém".

Voe por todo mar, e volte aqui...

Voe por todo mar, e volte aqui...

Pro meu peito.

Se você foi, vou te esperar

Com pensamento que só fica em você

Aquele dia, um algo mais

Algo que eu não poderia prever.

Você passou perto de mim

Sem que eu pudesse entender

Levou os meus sentidos todos pra você

Mudou a minha vida e mais

Pedi ao vento pra trazer você aqui

Morando nos meus sonhos e na minha memória

Pedi ao vento pra trazer você pra mim

Vento traz você de novo

Vento faz do meu mundo novo

E voe por todo o mar e volte aqui...

E voe por todo mar, e volte aqui...

Pro meu peito...

Mudou a minha vida e mais

Pedi ao vento pra trazer você aqui

Morando nos meus sonhos e na minha memória

Pedi ao vento pra trazer você pra mim

Vento traz você de novo

Vento faz do meu mundo novo

E voe por todo o mar e volte aqui...

E voe por todo mar, e volte aqui...

Pro meu peito... pro meu peito... pro meu peito...

LOVE KILLS

SID & NANCY

SONGWRITER: RAMONES: DEEDEE; JOEY & JOHNNY

COUNTRY: U.K.

ALBUM: LOVE KILLS

LABEL: EPIC RECORDS

GENRE: PUNK ROCK

YEAR: 1986

Sid and Nancy é um filme britânico do gênero drama, lançado em 1986, muito comentado até hoje em circuitos undergrounds.

Baseado em fatos reais, relata a história de vida do ex ídolo da juventude punk inglesa, o polêmico baixista da banda britânica de punk rock Sex Pistols, Sid Vicious, que mudou radicalmente sua vida ao conhecer a groupie Nancy Spungen. Os escândalos e o modo de vida à la "sexo, drogas e rock'n'roll" resultaram na precoce morte de ambos.

Na Inglaterra do final dos anos 70, mais precisamente em 1977, uma nova onda musical chega para arrebatar os jovens: o punk rock. A batida rápida e frenética, com toda sua rebeldia e agressividade, se torna um instrumento de protesto e revolução, ou seja, um novo estilo de vida, que conquistou os jovens contestadores da época.

No centro deste furacão, estão os Sex Pistols, e seu baixista, Sid (Gary Oldman), que sintetiza bem toda essa "fúria punk". Jovem problemático, de temperamento indiferente e revoltado, Sid se encaixa perfeitamente no perfil da banda e nos planos do empresário Malcolm McLaren. Tudo caminha bem, até Sid conhecer a excêntrica Nancy Spungen (Chloe Webb), com quem começa a dividir momentos loucos, com muitas drogas e diversão. Uma relação de altos e baixos, com histórico de sexo, violência e escândalos, que afastou Sid da banda e de certa forma, de sua própria vida.

Esse envolvimento, aos poucos, leva o músico à sua degradação total, até sua morte por overdose de heroína, como também a misteriosa morte de Nancy, que até hoje levanta suspeita de milhares de fãs.

Sid was a punk rock king

Nancy was a broken queen

Their lives were so glamorous

Sid and Nancy were a mess

When you're hooked on heroin

Don't you know you'll never win

Drugs don't ever pay

You really did it your way

Love kills (x3)

We still believe in anarchy

It makes me so damn angry

Sid and Nancy meant a lot to me

You may be dead but your souls are free

Like Romeo and Juliet

You two made a pact of death

Like the needle that ya used

Sid and Nancy were born to lose

Love kills (x3)

Sid never meant any harm

He shot some dope into his arm

All he wanted was some fun

Now she's lying in a pool of blood

Always loaded, always high

Why did you have to die?

I'll say one thing is

It leaves me with a bitter taste

HOLIDAYS IN THE SUN

SEX PISTOLS

SONGWRITERS: PAUL COOK, STEVE JONES, SID VICIOUS, JOHNNY: SEE, "LYDON & JOHN" ROTTEN

COUNTRY: U.K.

ALBUM: Never Mind the Bollocks Here's the Sex Pistols

LABEL: WARNER BROS RECORDS

GENRE: PUNK ROCK

YEAR: 1977

Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The Sex Pistols é o primeiro e único álbum de estúdio da banda britânica de punk rock Sex Pistols.

Todas as músicas foram escritas por Johnny Rotten, Steve Jones, Glen Matlock e Paul Cook. Exceto as que contém* sendo escritas por Johnny Rotten, Steve Jones, Sid Vicious e Paul Cook.

O álbum está na lista dos 200 álbuns definitivos do Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

I don't want to holiday in the sun

I want to go to the new Belsen

I want to see some history

'Cause now I got a reasonable economy

Oh now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

And I'm still waiting

Now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

To be waiting

The Berlin wall

In Sensurround sound in a two inch wall

Well I was waiting for the communist call

I didn't ask for sunshine

And I got world war three

I'm looking over the wall

And they're looking at me

Oh now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

And I'm still waiting

Now I got a reason

Now I got a reason

To be waiting

The Berlin wall

They're staring all night

And they're staring all day.

I had no reason to be here at all.

Oh now I got a reason it's no real reason

And I'm waiting at Berlin wall

I gotta go over the Berlin wall.

I don't understand it (I gotta go over the Berlin wall)

Claustrophobia yeah, there's too much paranoia

There's too many closets

I went in before

And now I got a reason

It's no real reason to be waiting

The Berlin wall

I gotta go over the wall,

I don't understand this bit at all

I gotta go over the wall,

I gotta go on the Berlin wall, before them

Come on to the Berlin Wall

I don't understand this bit at all

I gotta go on the wall,

I wanna go on the Berlin wall

I gotta go on the Berlin wall, before them

Come on to the Berlin Wall

I don't understand this bit at all

Please don't be waiting for me

THE OLD LADY WHO SWALLOWED A FLY

FLIPPER

SONGWRITER: ALAN

COUNTRY: U.S.A.

ALBUM: SEX BOMB BABY

LABEL: DEF AMERICAN

GENRE: children's rhyme

YEAR: 1988

Flipper era uma banda de São Francisco, Califórnia formada em 1979 e continuando de maneira errática até o final da década de 1990. Entre seus membros fundadores estavam membros das bandas Sleepers e Negative Trend.

Em 1984, surgem os discos Blow'n Chunks (ao vivo) e Gone Fishin, seguido por mais um com registros ao vivo, o LP duplo Public Flipper Limited de 1986. Por fim, em 1988, é lançado o Sex Bomb Baby, então último disco da banda, que no final de 1987 havia se separado por causa da trágica morte do lendário Will Shatter, por overdose de heroína no dia 9 de dezembro.

The phrase and title There Was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly—alternatively, I Know an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly, or There Was an Old Woman Who Swallowed a Fly, or I Know an Old Woman Who Swallowed a Fly—is a children's rhyme and song of a kind known as cumulative. The song tells the story of an old woman who swallowed increasingly large animals, each to catch the previously swallowed animal. There are many variations of phrasing in the lyrics, especially for the description of swallowing each animal. The spider and fly are described in each verse, but the other animals are only described when they are introduced. The absurdity stems from the increasingly improbable solutions that only worsen the initial problem and are more likely to cause the woman's death: the logic of swallowing of even more animals of ridiculous sizes without dying, contrasted with the expected, matter-of-fact recounting of her death from swallowing an animal larger than herself, when in fact the swallowing of any animal as a solution was absurd. This song for children appeals to their initial logic that a fly can be swallowed by an old lady. A spider would also be seen as logical and physically possible. As you get to the bird, it slowly becomes clear for the child that it's part of an imaginary scenario leading to a whole horse being swallowed. The last sentence brings the child back to a rational understanding that the old lady is in fact dead of course as physically this is not possible making place for children's amusement and laughter.

The song was written by Rose Bonne (lyrics) and Alan Mills and copyrighted in 1952. At that time it was entitled simply "I Know an Old Lady." A widely distributed version of the song was released on Brunswick Records in 1953, where it was sung by Burl Ives. Ives' rendition appears on his album, Folk Songs, Dramatic and Humorous -- which debuted in late summer, 1953. The 1961 illustrated book by Rose Bonne also indicates that the lyrics are hers, whereas the music was composed by Alan.

There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.

I don't know why she swallowed that fly,

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old lady who swallowed a spider.

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old lady who swallowed a bird.

How absurd, to swallow a bird!

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die

There was an old lady who swallowed a cat.

Imagine that, she swallowed a cat.

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die

There was an old lady who swallowed a dog.

What a hog! To swallow a dog!

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old lady who swallowed a goat.

Just opened her throat and swallowed a goat!

She swallowed the goat to catch the dog

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old lady who swallowed a cow.

I don't know how she swallowed a cow!

She swallowed the cow to catch the goat

She swallowed the goat to catch the dog

She swallowed the dog to catch the cat

She swallowed the cat to catch the bird

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider

That wriggled and jiggled and wiggled inside her.

She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.

But I don't know why she swallowed that fly

Perhaps she'll die.

There was an old lady who swallowed a horse

She's dead, of course.