<?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-7734129</id><updated>2011-06-08T07:34:17.592+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias Atlânticos</title><subtitle type='html'>Um blog sobre música.
A blog about music.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-7949877556686932139</id><published>2007-12-29T03:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-29T03:39:43.842Z</updated><title type='text'>Céu</title><content type='html'>O céu é um sítio onde nunca nada acontece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KEpUHnvfCzQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KEpUHnvfCzQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="405" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talking Heads - Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-7949877556686932139?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/7949877556686932139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=7949877556686932139' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/7949877556686932139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/7949877556686932139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/12/cu.html' title='Céu'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-5011834331840946574</id><published>2007-02-15T00:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:15:23.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Force Majeure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Não me peçam para explicar esta ocorrência. Fui compelido por terceiros, sob ameaça, a colocar aqui este vídeo. Aparentemente trata-se de uma versão parodiada e remisturada (eu diria, em sussurro, remexida) do tema &lt;em&gt;Satellite of Love&lt;/em&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;Lou Reed&lt;/strong&gt;. Se eu não der sinais de vida nas próximas quarenta e oito horas, por favor avisem as autoridades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTqziV6kK0M"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTqziV6kK0M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-5011834331840946574?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/5011834331840946574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=5011834331840946574' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/5011834331840946574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/5011834331840946574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/02/force-majeure.html' title='Force Majeure'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-117140945342839117</id><published>2007-02-13T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:22:43.863Z</updated><title type='text'>música sempre "de sempre!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="lastfm_quilt lastfm_quilt_vertical lastfm_quilt_black"&gt;&lt;a class="lastfm_quilt_artists" title="Top artists" href="http://www.last.fm/user/konrad582/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 189px; HEIGHT: 421px" name="quilts_main" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://static.last.fm/quilts/3/quilts_main.swf" width="250" height="557" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="type=user&amp;variable=konrad582&amp;amp;file=topartists&amp;bgColor=black&amp;amp;configMode=true" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt; &lt;div class="lastfm_quilt_profile"&gt;&lt;a class="visit" title="View my profile" href="http://www.last.fm/user/konrad582/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="get_your_own" title="Get your own" href="http://www.last.fm/tools/quilts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117140945342839117?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117140945342839117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117140945342839117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117140945342839117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117140945342839117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/02/msica-sempre-de-sempre.html' title='música sempre &quot;de sempre!&quot;'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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-7734129.post-117132955500081559</id><published>2007-02-13T01:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-13T01:24:23.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Out of print</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/507357/LifeIsHardAndThenYouDie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/512839/LifeIsHardAndThenYouDie.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faço questão de coleccionar raridades. Mas nas prateleiras onde guardo as rodelas de alumínio plastificado (leia-se CDs) encontram-se algumas, poucas, peças que talvez possam ter esse atributo. Uma delas, a cuja audição regresso de quando em longe, é um disco de 1986 chamado &lt;em&gt;Life Is Hard And Then You Die&lt;/em&gt;. Foi o primeiro álbum de uma banda de Liverpool que respondia pelo nome de &lt;strong&gt;It’s Immaterial&lt;/strong&gt;. Publicariam apenas mais um álbum, &lt;em&gt;Song&lt;/em&gt;, em 1990, e viriam a desaparecer rapidamente de circulação. Lembro-me de &lt;em&gt;Life Is Hard And Then You Die&lt;/em&gt; ter merecido uma entusiástica e elogiosa crónica no jornal Sete, pela mão do (então) jornalista musical Miguel Esteves Cardoso, mais tarde compilada no seu livro &lt;em&gt;Escrítica Pop&lt;/em&gt;. A música excelente dos &lt;strong&gt;It’s Immaterial&lt;/strong&gt; andava ao arrepio dos ventos da época, facto que parece ter ditado a sua morte prematura. Mas o vento muda e não há morte para o vento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjjKf8bVRD4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjjKf8bVRD4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s Immaterial&lt;/strong&gt; – Driving Away From Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota&lt;/strong&gt;: Para quem tiver paciência para ver o vídeo até ao fim, reparar nas imagens da ponte sobre o Tejo e da gare marítima de Alcântara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117132955500081559?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117132955500081559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117132955500081559' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117132955500081559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117132955500081559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/02/out-of-print.html' title='Out of print'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-117080055072462408</id><published>2007-02-06T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:18:52.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Demora mas só melhora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/659418/4hero-albumcover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="390" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/882738/4hero-albumcover.png" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há quem diga que os &lt;strong&gt;4hero&lt;/strong&gt; foram os inventores do &lt;em&gt;drum’n’bass&lt;/em&gt;. E, mais tarde, de um outro género de música de dança que viria a ficar conhecido como &lt;em&gt;jungle&lt;/em&gt;. O que parece inquestionável acerca da formação que assina como &lt;strong&gt;4hero&lt;/strong&gt; é possuirem uma extraordinária capacidade de reinvenção. Seis longos anos após o lançamento do álbum &lt;em&gt;Creating Patt&lt;/em&gt;erns, a dupla britânica formada por Mark Clair (Mark Mac) e Dennis McFarlane (Dego) regressa com um novo longa duração, &lt;em&gt;Play With The Changes&lt;/em&gt;. Neste trabalho, os &lt;strong&gt;4hero&lt;/strong&gt; voltam a contar com a colaboração da &lt;em&gt;spoken word&lt;/em&gt; da poetisa e cantora Ursula Rucker, entre outras personalidades como Carina Andersson e Jody Watley. Há coisas que com o tempo só melhoram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" width="410" height="328" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="m=1866798052&amp;amp;type=video"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4hero&lt;/strong&gt; - The Awakening (feat. Ursula Rucker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4hero&lt;/strong&gt; no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/4hero"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117080055072462408?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117080055072462408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117080055072462408' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117080055072462408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117080055072462408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/02/demora-mas-s-melhora.html' title='Demora mas só melhora'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-117053398334718406</id><published>2007-02-03T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:40:31.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Dá-lhes groove, kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/18593/LTJ%20MC%20Groove%203Fev2007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="302" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/855894/LTJ%20MC%20Groove%203Fev2007.png" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Senhoras e senhores, temos a honra de anunciar que o DJ &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/6598183"&gt;Groovekid&lt;/a&gt;, um dos mais ilustres membros deste blog, acompanha hoje à noite a dupla &lt;strong&gt;LTJ Bukem &amp; MC Conrad&lt;/strong&gt; em actuação ao vivo na &lt;a href="http://www.industriaporto.com"&gt;Indústria &lt;/a&gt;do Porto. O espectáculo insere-se na tournée comemorativa dos 13 anos da &lt;a href="http://www.goodlooking.org"&gt;Good Looking Records&lt;/a&gt; e tem início pelas 2 da manhã.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/556180/Progression%20Sessions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/27285/Progression%20Sessions.jpg" width="20" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O britânico LTJ Bukem, músico, dj e produtor, é uma das figuras mais conhecidas da sonoridade &lt;em&gt;drum'n'bass&lt;/em&gt; e é reconhecido como o mais crucial herdeiro do movimento &lt;em&gt;jungle&lt;/em&gt;, figurando ao lado de nomes como Goldie, Roni Size ou 4 Hero. Para além das actividades como músico e dj, LTJ Bukem é ainda responsável pela editora Good Looking e as respectivas subsidiárias Looking Good, Earth ou Nexus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os fãs do &lt;em&gt;drum'n'bass&lt;/em&gt; e do &lt;em&gt;soul-jazz&lt;/em&gt; devem portanto dirigir-se sem medos à &lt;strong&gt;Indústria&lt;/strong&gt; da cidade invicta, situada na Foz, mais concretamente na Avenida do Brasil, onde poderão assistir a este espectáculo. Para quem não puder assistir, o Groovekid promete contar brevemente nas páginas deste blog como é que foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/870721/Ind??striaPorto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 76px" height="86" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/501894/Ind%3F%3FstriaPorto.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117053398334718406?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117053398334718406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117053398334718406' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117053398334718406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117053398334718406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/02/d-lhes-groove-kid.html' title='Dá-lhes &lt;i&gt;groove&lt;/i&gt;, kid'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-117020144975066149</id><published>2007-01-30T23:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-31T00:18:14.510Z</updated><title type='text'>Peter, Björn &amp; John</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/860119/peter%20bjorn%20and%20john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="526" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/768761/peter%20bjorn%20and%20john.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Morén, Björn Yttling e John Eriksson são suecos de Estocolmo e formam os &lt;strong&gt;Peter Bjorn and John&lt;/strong&gt;. Até Maio do ano passado eram apenas conhecidos por uns quantos &lt;em&gt;happy few&lt;/em&gt; atentos a fenómenos continentais (leia-se da Europa não britânica). Com a edição de &lt;em&gt;Writer’s Block&lt;/em&gt;, terceiro longa duração da sua carreira, os &lt;strong&gt;Peter Bjorn and John&lt;/strong&gt; viram-se catapultados para os lugares cimeiros de muitas listas dos melhores de 2006. A &lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com"&gt;Pitchfork&lt;/a&gt; descreve-os como o resultado do cruzamento entre a inocência animada dos Camera Obscura e o ritmo soturno dos Young Marble Giants, e há ainda quem os considere os melhores representantes da indie-pop genuinamente &lt;em&gt;noughties&lt;/em&gt; (dos 2000’s).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/958256/123-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/855233/123-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young Folks&lt;/em&gt; foi o primeiro single a ser extraído do álbum &lt;em&gt;Writer’s Block&lt;/em&gt; e é particularmente orelhudo, além de deliciosamente pop. O tema foi escolhido para fazer parte da banda sonora de um dos episódios da segunda série de Anatomia de Grey. O assobio que se ouve na canção é de Peter Morén e a voz feminina pertence a Victoria Bergsman, dos extintos Concretes. O primeiro clip que apresentamos é a versão original do vídeo de &lt;em&gt;Young Folks&lt;/em&gt;. O segundo clip é a prestação ao vivo dos &lt;strong&gt;Peter Bjorn and John&lt;/strong&gt; no programa televisivo da NBC &lt;em&gt;Late Night with Conan O'Brien&lt;/em&gt;. Reparem como se torna difícil assobiar para um microfone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/51V1VMkuyx0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/COhssGvo05Y"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/COhssGvo05Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Peter Bjorn And John no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/peterbjornandjohn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117020144975066149?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117020144975066149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117020144975066149' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117020144975066149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117020144975066149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/01/peter-bjrn-john.html' title='Peter, Björn &amp; John'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-117003373234206276</id><published>2007-01-29T01:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:46:31.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Da Série Melodias de Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era eu um rapazola de quinze anos quando esta musiquita saiu. Comecei a ouvi-la nas festas e nas &lt;em&gt;matinées&lt;/em&gt; dançantes de giradiscos no final dos anos 70 e achava-lhe imensa piada. Parecia-se muito com o som &lt;em&gt;disco&lt;/em&gt; da moda e as vozes faziam-me pensar nos Bee Gees, esses gigantes. Durante mais de quinze anos não voltei a ouvir esta pérola. Até que numa noite, em meados dos 90, ouvi a musiquita de novo, num bar da província. Corri até ao DJ e fiz aquela pergunta parva que todos os DJs detestam: &lt;em&gt;De quem é isto?&lt;/em&gt; Com aquele ar displicente que todos os DJs têm, respondeu-me: &lt;strong&gt;Electric Light Orchestra&lt;/strong&gt;. Estava descoberto o autor. Faltava saber o nome da música. Seriam precisos mais dez anos para a encontrar. Foi no &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, essa universal videoteca. O clip faz uso dos mais avançados efeitos especiais conhecidos à época. Digam lá se não é uma maravilha? De certeza que o &lt;a href="http://www.jamiroquai.com/"&gt;Jay Kay&lt;/a&gt; gosta disto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v6MBHpzZg8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v6MBHpzZg8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Electric Light Orchestra&lt;/strong&gt; - Last Train to London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-117003373234206276?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/117003373234206276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=117003373234206276' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117003373234206276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/117003373234206276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/01/da-srie-melodias-de-sempre.html' title='Da Série Melodias de Sempre'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116968501368146034</id><published>2007-01-24T23:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:31:23.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Fresquinho, fresquinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/829300/KH%20Learn%20to%20sing%20like%20a%20star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" height="318" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/798772/KH%20Learn%20to%20sing%20like%20a%20star.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiu ontem, 23 de Janeiro de 2007, o novo trabalho de longa duração de &lt;strong&gt;Kristin Hersh&lt;/strong&gt;, o sétimo da sua carreira a solo. O disco chama-se &lt;em&gt;Learn to Sing Like a Star&lt;/em&gt; e conta com a colaboração de David Narcizo na percussão e dos McCarricks nas cordas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/455015/KristinHersh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/961543/KristinHersh.jpg" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para quem não se lembra, Kristin Hersh tornou-se conhecida por ser a &lt;em&gt;frontwoman&lt;/em&gt; dos &lt;strong&gt;Throwing Muses&lt;/strong&gt;, um grupo norte-americano de culto surgido no início dos anos 80. Em 1986, seriam a primeira banda americana a assinar com a prestigiada etiqueta britânica 4AD. Nos Muses estava também a meia-irmã de Hersh, Tanya Donelly, que viria mais tarde a pertencer às Breeders, juntamente com Kim Deal dos Pixies. Ao longo do anos noventa os Throwing Muses viriam a desmembrar-se, apesar dos fugazes reencontros aqui e ali. Permaneceriam uma referência incontornável na música independente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZoS5CEloCo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZoS5CEloCo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throwing Muses&lt;/strong&gt; – Counting Backwards (The Real Ramona 1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kristin Hersh no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kristinhersh"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MySpace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116968501368146034?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116968501368146034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116968501368146034' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116968501368146034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116968501368146034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/01/fresquinho-fresquinho.html' title='Fresquinho, fresquinho'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116940386740282126</id><published>2007-01-21T18:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-22T01:23:45.336Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joana...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/253679/joanwasser_16082006_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/505936/joanwasser_16082006_top.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/835667/JOAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan Wasser, nascida em 1970 nos Estados Unidos, começou a ter lições de piano aos seis anos de idade. Estudou violino na Boston University, onde chegou a tocar na orquestra sinfónica daquela universidade. De Mahler a Marley, de Nina Simone a Shostakovich, para esta rapariga tudo é apenas música. Joan Wasser pertenceu à banda que acompanha Rufus Wainwright e foi um dos Johnsons de Antony, para além de ter participado em trabalhos dos Scissor Sisters, Lou Reed, Nick Cave, Sheryl Crow, Laurie Anderson, Lou Barlow, Sparklehorse e David Gahan, dos Depeche Mode. Joan empenha-se nas personagens que recria, tão bem que uma sua amiga chegou a comentar um dia que até o papel de mulher polícia na famosa série dos anos 70, protagonizada por Angie Dickinson (&lt;em&gt;Police Woman&lt;/em&gt;), ela seria capaz de desempenhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/2890/Joan_veil3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/379280/Joan_veil3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois de participar em diversas bandas – Dambuilders, Those Bastard Souls, Black Beetle – , Joan Wasser cria em 2002 a sua própria formação – &lt;strong&gt;Joan as Police Woman&lt;/strong&gt; – na cidade de New York, juntamente com o baterista Ben Perowsky e a guitarrista Rainy Orteca. Joan usa a expressão &lt;em&gt;american soul music&lt;/em&gt; para descrever a sua música e diz-se influenciada por mulheres como Kim Gordon, dos Sonic Youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Joan as Police Woman&lt;/strong&gt; já estiveram por duas vezes em Portugal: a 24 de Abril de 2005, na primeira parte do espectáculo que Rufus Wainwright deu no Coliseu e, em nome próprio a 30 de Outubro do ano passado, no Santiago Alquimista. O álbum &lt;em&gt;Real Life&lt;/em&gt;, o primeiro longa duração da formação &lt;strong&gt;Joan as Police Woman&lt;/strong&gt;, foi publicado em Junho do ano passado. Está na nossa selecção dos melhores de 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trivia&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Joan Wasser namorava com Jeff Buckley à data da sua morte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQ2Pc-Y9hgE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQ2Pc-Y9hgE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joan as Police Woman&lt;/strong&gt; - Eternal Flame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joan as Police Woman no &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/joanaspolicewoman"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116940386740282126?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116940386740282126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116940386740282126' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116940386740282126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116940386740282126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-joana.html' title='Oh Joana...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116847676715794374</id><published>2007-01-11T00:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:19:03.700Z</updated><title type='text'>A nossa selecção</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/907326/livro_reclama%3F%3F%3F%3Fes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="360" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/956756/livro_reclama%3F%3F%3F%3Fes.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora que começa a pousar alguma da poeira levantada pelo ano que passou é altura de apresentarmos a nossa selecção dos melhores de 2006. Não tem nada que saber: é olhar para os títulos abaixo, entrar numa loja perto de si e meter no saco de compras sem pensar. Satisfação garantida *.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Este estabelecimento tem livro de reclamações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/107062/Arctic%20Monkeys%20-%20Whatever%20People%20Say%20I%20Am.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/664691/Arctic%20Monkeys%20-%20Whatever%20People%20Say%20I%20Am.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARCTIC MONKEYS &lt;/strong&gt;Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/985471/Barry%20Adamson%20-%20Stranger%20on%20the%20Sofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/906803/Barry%20Adamson%20-%20Stranger%20on%20the%20Sofa.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BARRY ADAMSON &lt;/strong&gt;Stranger on the Sofa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/285083/Beck%20-%20The%20Information.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/935902/Beck%20-%20The%20Information.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BECK&lt;/strong&gt; The Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/987044/Beirut%20-%20The%20Gulag%20Orkestar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/993421/Beirut%20-%20The%20Gulag%20Orkestar.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEIRUT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gulag Orkestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/865861/Belle%20And%20Sebastian%20-%20The%20Life%20Pursuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/58551/Belle%20And%20Sebastian%20-%20The%20Life%20Pursuit.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BELLE AND SEBASTIAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Life 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align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/725277/The%20Decemberists%20-%20The%20Crane%20Wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/490545/The%20Decemberists%20-%20The%20Crane%20Wife.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE DECEMBERISTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Crane Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/367014/The%20Flaming%20Lips%20-%20At%20War%20with%20the%20Mystics.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FLAMING LIPS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At War with the Mystics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/496130/Guillemots%20-%20Through%20the%20Windowpane.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/788869/Guillemots%20-%20Through%20the%20Windowpane.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUILLEMOTS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through the 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERBERT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/122154/His%20Name%20Is%20Alive%20-%20Detrola.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/893843/His%20Name%20Is%20Alive%20-%20Detrola.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS NAME IS ALIVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Detrola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/742183/Hot%20Chip%20-%20The%20Warning.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/788871/Islands%20-%20Return%20To%20The%20Sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/460685/Islands%20-%20Return%20To%20The%20Sea.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISLANDS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Return To The Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/372353/Joan%20as%20Police%20Woman%20-%20Real%20Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/640430/Joan%20as%20Police%20Woman%20-%20Real%20Life.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOAN AS POLICE WOMAN 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LEGENDARY TIGER MAN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/860643/The%20Knife%20-%20Silent%20Shout.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/228567/The%20Knife%20-%20Silent%20Shout.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE KNIFE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Silent Shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/262240/M%20Ward%20-%20Post-War.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETER BJORN AND JOHN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Writer’s Block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/8750/The%20Racounters%20-%20Broken%20Boy%20Soldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/19671/The%20Racounters%20-%20Broken%20Boy%20Soldiers.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE RACONTEURS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken Boy Soldiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/428126/Red%20Hot%20Chili%20Peppers%20-%20Stadium%20Arcadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/217664/Red%20Hot%20Chili%20Peppers%20-%20Stadium%20Arcadium.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stadium Arcadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/18256/Scissor%20Sisters%20-%20Ta-Dah.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/787302/Scissor%20Sisters%20-%20Ta-Dah.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCISSOR SISTERS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ta-Dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/337091/Scott%20Walker%20-%20The%20Drift.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/9818/Scott%20Walker%20-%20The%20Drift.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCOTT WALKER &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Drift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/379805/She%20Wants%20Revenge%20-%20She%20Wants%20Revenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/546270/She%20Wants%20Revenge%20-%20She%20Wants%20Revenge.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE WANTS REVENGE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She Wants Revenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/311222/Sonic%20Youth%20-%20Rather%20Ripped.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/183087/Sonic%20Youth%20-%20Rather%20Ripped.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SONIC YOUTH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rather Ripped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/688968/Sufjan%20Stevens%20-%20The%20Avalanche.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/661858/Sufjan%20Stevens%20-%20The%20Avalanche.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUFJAN STEVENS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Avalanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/259224/Tom%20Waits%20-%20Orphans.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/271024/Tom%20Waits%20-%20Orphans.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOM WAITS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers &amp;amp; Bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/770789/TV%20On%20The%20Radio%20-%20Return%20to%20Cookie%20Mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/143778/TV%20On%20The%20Radio%20-%20Return%20to%20Cookie%20Mountain.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV ON THE RADIO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Return to Cookie Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/536215/WhitestBoyAlive-Dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/47569/WhitestBoyAlive-Dreams.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WHITEST BOY ALIVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/389191/YeahYeahYeahs-ShowYourBones.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/400/508638/YeahYeahYeahs-ShowYourBones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH YEAH YEAHS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Show Your Bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/779606/Yo%20La%20Tengo%20-%20I%20Am%20Not%20Afraid%20of%20You%20and%20I%20Will%20Beat%20Your%20Ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/670516/Yo%20La%20Tengo%20-%20I%20Am%20Not%20Afraid%20of%20You%20and%20I%20Will%20Beat%20Your%20Ass.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO LA TENGO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Am Not Afraid of You and I Will Beat Your Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116847676715794374?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116847676715794374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116847676715794374' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116847676715794374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116847676715794374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2007/01/nossa-seleco_11.html' title='A nossa selecção'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116560830480117700</id><published>2006-12-08T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:44:07.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Da Série Melodias de Sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/419125/earth%26fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/859620/earth%26fire.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É difícil explicar a sensação que se tem ao tropeçarmos numa coisa destas. Especialmente quando a pensávamos irremediavelmente perdida na bruma do tempo. De repente somos transportados de volta ao baile de garagem, à matinée dançante, à pista de carrinhos de choques ou ao rinque de patinagem, no intervalo das partidas de futebol de salão. Lembramo-nos quando adormecíamos com o ouvido colado ao rádio a pilhas, ouvindo o &lt;em&gt;Quando o Telefone Toca&lt;/em&gt;. Foi onde os conhecemos, já lá vão quase trinta anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/nObrYBp4JwI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/nObrYBp4JwI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observem bem a moça, de sua graça Jerney Kaagman, e a sua dança meneante, o visual dos músicos e toda a atmosfera deste feliz momento, captado ao vivo no programa televisivo Toppop, em 29 de Outubro de 1979. E que dizer deste feliz cruzamento entre o &lt;em&gt;reggae&lt;/em&gt; e o &lt;em&gt;calypso&lt;/em&gt;, obtido pelos holandeses &lt;strong&gt;Earth and Fire&lt;/strong&gt;? Queira Deus que não vejamos a Fátima Campos Ferreira aparecer um destes dias no Prós e Contras com um fatinho destes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116560830480117700?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116560830480117700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116560830480117700' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116560830480117700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116560830480117700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/12/da-srie-melodias-de-sempre.html' title='Da Série Melodias de Sempre'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116516128490401685</id><published>2006-12-03T15:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-03T17:13:50.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Provavelmente o melhor single do ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/558482/DamonAlbarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/255340/DamonAlbarn.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em letargia há já uns bons meses, fomos inesperadamente ressuscitados pela &lt;a href="http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-bom-o-mau-e-rainha.html"&gt;entrada críptica&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/4270936"&gt;LS&lt;/a&gt; acerca de um bom, de um mau e de uma rainha, todos às voltas com tarefas hercúleas. Fomos ver do que se tratava. Embora pouco prolífico, LS foi sempre uma verdadeira caixa de surpresas. E surpreendeu-nos mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ao que parece o irrequieto Damon Albarn, vocalista dos &lt;strong&gt;Blur&lt;/strong&gt; e da banda virtual &lt;strong&gt;Gorillaz&lt;/strong&gt;, tem um novo projecto. Chama-se &lt;strong&gt;The Good, The Bad and The Queen&lt;/strong&gt; e congrega Simon Tong (&lt;strong&gt;Verve&lt;/strong&gt;), Paul Simonon (&lt;strong&gt;Clash&lt;/strong&gt;), Tony Allen (&lt;strong&gt;Africa 70&lt;/strong&gt;) além do próprio Albarn, e conta com a mãozinha de Danger Mouse (&lt;strong&gt;Gnarls Barkley&lt;/strong&gt;) na produção. Em comunicado oficial, Damon Albarn afirma que o projecto é uma história e não uma banda.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/1600/130490/GBQalbumcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="395" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6943/490/320/108129/GBQalbumcover.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum &lt;em&gt;The Good, The Bad and The Queen&lt;/em&gt; tem doze canções e será lançado em 2007, mas foi já integralmente apresentado ao público no Roundhouse de Londres, no passado dia 26 de Outubro, integrado nas Electric Proms da BBC. O tema &lt;em&gt;Herculean&lt;/em&gt; é, provavelmente, o melhor single do ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/jPj6QI9guR4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/jPj6QI9guR4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116516128490401685?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116516128490401685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116516128490401685' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116516128490401685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116516128490401685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/12/provavelmente-o-melhor-single-do-ano.html' title='Provavelmente o melhor single do ano'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116493519198318720</id><published>2006-12-01T01:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-01T01:32:37.076Z</updated><title type='text'>Provavelmente o melhor álbum do ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="330" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/CkJUIVfHq2s"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/CkJUIVfHq2s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="408" height="324"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Orphans&lt;/i&gt; é o nome do último exagero criativo de &lt;b&gt;Tom Waits&lt;/b&gt;. Um álbum com três faces - &lt;i&gt;Brawlers, Bawlers &amp;amp; Bastards&lt;/i&gt; - três discos que parecem ter sido feitos em tempos e sítios diferentes. Fora do sítio e fora do tempo. Provavelmente o melhor álbum do ano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116493519198318720?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116493519198318720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116493519198318720' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116493519198318720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116493519198318720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/12/provavelmente-o-melhor-lbum-do-ano.html' title='Provavelmente o melhor álbum do ano'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-116450580548289381</id><published>2006-11-26T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:51:08.850Z</updated><title type='text'>À escuta!!</title><content type='html'>A Semana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/konrad582/?chartstyle=dias"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagegen.last.fm/dias/artists/konrad582.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116450580548289381?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116450580548289381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116450580548289381' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116450580548289381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116450580548289381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/11/escuta_26.html' title='À escuta!!'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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-7734129.post-116450308727930597</id><published>2006-11-26T01:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T01:17:38.876Z</updated><title type='text'>À escuta!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/user/konrad582/?chartstyle=Awesome35"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 419px; HEIGHT: 176px" height="184" src="http://imagegen.last.fm/Awesome35/recenttracks/konrad582.gif" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116450308727930597?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116450308727930597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116450308727930597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116450308727930597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116450308727930597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/11/escuta.html' title='À escuta!!'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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-7734129.post-116337777751030391</id><published>2006-11-13T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:32:54.526Z</updated><title type='text'>O Bom o Mau e a Rainha!</title><content type='html'>Herculeneana é a tarefa ! Para a Rainha vir junto com um Bom e um Mau!!&lt;br /&gt;Com eles, até pode ser que ressuscite!!!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116337777751030391?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116337777751030391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116337777751030391' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116337777751030391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116337777751030391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-bom-o-mau-e-rainha.html' title='O Bom o Mau e a Rainha!'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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-7734129.post-116130513735907379</id><published>2006-10-20T01:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:03:58.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu hoje acordei assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/6feetUnder.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/6feetUnder.2.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ao fim da manhã virão os familiares para a difícil (e inconveniente) tarefa de reconhecimento do cadáver. Se tudo correr bem, ao fim da tarde estará enterrado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-116130513735907379?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/116130513735907379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=116130513735907379' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116130513735907379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/116130513735907379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/10/eu-hoje-acordei-assim.html' title='Eu hoje acordei assim...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-114661481675453510</id><published>2006-05-03T01:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:14:41.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Souvenir from London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Underground-DA.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Underground-DA.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-114661481675453510?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/114661481675453510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=114661481675453510' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/114661481675453510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/114661481675453510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/05/souvenir-from-london.html' title='Souvenir from London'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-114005411039325149</id><published>2006-02-16T01:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-03T01:08:41.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Admirável Mundo Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/brejnev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/brejnev.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Antigamente contava-se uma anedota sobre a União Soviétiva que rezava mais ou menos assim:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dia Lenine viajava num comboio pelo meio da estepe gelada, quando subitamente o comboio parou. Uma tempestade de neve tinha coberto os carris e o comboio não podia avançar. Lenine imediatamente mandou sair todos os passageiros do comboio, dar-lhes pás a todos e pô-los a todos a cavar a neve que se tinha acumulado sobre a linha. Alguns anos depois, viajava Estaline num comboio no meio da estepe gelada, aconteceu o mesmo: uma tempestade de neve cobrira os carris e o comboio não podia avançar. Estaline imediatamente mandou fuzilar o maquinista e todo o pessoal técnico do comboio. Muitos anos depois, Brejnev viajava de comboio pelo meio da estepe gelada. O comboio parou: neve sobre a linha. Brejnev ordenou que todo o pessoal do comboio se apeasse, se colocassem uns tantos de cada lado do comboio, e que começassem a empurrar as carruagens de um lado para o outro por forma a fazê-las trepidar e a dar aos passageiros a impressão de que o comboio continuava a andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esta anedota parece-nos ser uma boa ilustração do desencontro crescente entre a indústria discográfica e o público consumidor das artes musicais. É também a imagem que resulta das recentes atribuições de prestigiados prémios musicais como os &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grammy Awards&lt;/span&gt; ou os &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brit Awards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (entregues hoje no Earl’s Court): cada vez é mais evidente o divórcio entre as estratégias das &lt;em&gt;majors&lt;/em&gt; e dos &lt;em&gt;media&lt;/em&gt; ao seu serviço e quem compra e consome o produto final.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/OsMo??os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/OsMo%3F%3Fos.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O Júri dos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brit Awards&lt;/span&gt; lá teve a decência de atribuir os prémios de melhor grupo britânico e melhor actuação ao vivo aos &lt;strong&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/strong&gt;. Ainda assim, voltou a cometer a &lt;em&gt;gaffe&lt;/em&gt; que já se havia registado na atribuição dos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grammies&lt;/span&gt;: passar olimpicamente ao lado de &lt;em&gt;Funeral&lt;/em&gt;, dos &lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt;, reconhecido por muitos como o melhor álbum internacional de 2005. Ignorou ainda os fenómenos &lt;strong&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/strong&gt; nas categorias internacionais, ou mesmo os domésticos &lt;strong&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O contexto está a mudar e a indústria ainda não compreendeu o alcance da coisa: as escolhas já não são feitas pelo A&amp;R de serviço. Quem agora escolhe é o consumidor final. Este tem agora ao seu alcance um novo &lt;em&gt;media&lt;/em&gt;: a comunicação global, leia-se a &lt;em&gt;internet&lt;/em&gt;. Pode ser que acordem a tempo para o admirável mundo novo que aí vem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 307px" name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://exodus.interoutemediaservices.com/deliverMedia.asp?id=" width="300" height="225" type="application/x-mplayer2" delivery="stream=" delivery="stream" cache="false" showcontrols="true" showstatusbar="0" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/strong&gt; - I Predict A Riot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-114005411039325149?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/114005411039325149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=114005411039325149' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/114005411039325149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/114005411039325149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/02/admirvel-mundo-novo.html' title='Admirável Mundo Novo'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113944413336164391</id><published>2006-02-09T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-09T00:17:47.936Z</updated><title type='text'>After midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/GRAMMY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/GRAMMY1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Daqui a minutos inicia-se a cerimónia de entrega dos prémios norte-americanos &lt;em&gt;Grammy&lt;/em&gt;. Entre os muitos nomeados encontram-se os canadianos &lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt;, nas categorias &lt;em&gt;Melhor Álbum de Música Alternativa&lt;/em&gt;, com &lt;em&gt;Funeral&lt;/em&gt;, e &lt;em&gt;Melhor Canção de Banda Sonora em Filme ou Televisão&lt;/em&gt;, com o tema &lt;em&gt;Cold Wind&lt;/em&gt;, da série &lt;em&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;/em&gt;. Em baixo, um instantâneo dos &lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt; a caminho dos merecidos prémios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/arcadefirerebel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="327" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/arcadefirerebel.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113944413336164391?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113944413336164391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113944413336164391' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113944413336164391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113944413336164391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-midnight.html' title='After midnight'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113942773809420051</id><published>2006-02-08T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:50:49.796Z</updated><title type='text'>E ao oitavo dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/ModeTour.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/ModeTour.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de Fevereiro de 2006 os &lt;strong&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/strong&gt; tocaram em Lisboa, ao fim de 13 anos desde o seu último concerto em Portugal. É daqui a um par de horas num Pavilhão Atlântico esgotado há meses. O site da banda promete o regresso da tournée &lt;em&gt;Touring The Angel&lt;/em&gt; a Portugal no próximo mês de Julho, sexta-feira, 28, para um espectáculo no Estádio de Alvalade. Há uma semana atrás, o espectáculo que os &lt;strong&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/strong&gt; deram no Arena de Genebra, na Suiça, abriu com &lt;em&gt;A Pain That I'm Used To&lt;/em&gt;, do seu último trabalho &lt;em&gt;Playing The Angel&lt;/em&gt;, de 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/DMode.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/DMode.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113942773809420051?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113942773809420051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113942773809420051' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113942773809420051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113942773809420051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/02/e-ao-oitavo-dia.html' title='E ao oitavo dia...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113926908921120840</id><published>2006-02-06T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:51:10.716Z</updated><title type='text'>Banquete...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Inc-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Inc-logo.gif" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Inc-logo.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;... e noites &lt;a href="http://planeta-pop.blogspot.com"&gt;Planeta Pop&lt;/a&gt;. É o que se anuncia para a próxima sexta-feira, dia 10 de Fevereiro deste mesmo ano, na capital do Império (Lisboa, bem entendido). A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://aminhavidaporumapatanisca.blogspot.com"&gt;Blogaria Musical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; junta-se para jantar e para, em seguida, rumar ao &lt;a href="http://www.incognitobar.com"&gt;Incógnito&lt;/a&gt;, onde terá lugar mais uma sessão especial a cargo dos MCs &lt;strong&gt;Electro-domésticos&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Astronauta&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Cosmonauta&lt;/em&gt; para os amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/jantablog.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/jantablog.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 28px" src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/04%20Banquet.mp3" width="325" height="30" type="audio/x-mp3" autoplay="false" controls="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113926908921120840?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113926908921120840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113926908921120840' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113926908921120840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113926908921120840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/02/banquete.html' title='Banquete...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113806022612659884</id><published>2006-01-23T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:50:26.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Belém (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Palacio_Belem_Lisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Palacio_Belem_Lisboa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A equipa de colaboradores dos Dias Atlânticos foi contratada por Belém. Doravante seremos os consultores da (nova) Presidência para assuntos musicais (&lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt;). O acto solene de posse está anunciado para os primeiros dias de Março. De uma forma perfeitamente altruista (e sem encargos para o Estado) já apontámos novas orientações musicais ao recém-eleito Presidente. Inauguramos o nosso trabalho com a obra &lt;em&gt;Chansons des Mers Froides&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Hector Zazou&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/mers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/mers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113806022612659884?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113806022612659884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113806022612659884' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113806022612659884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113806022612659884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/belm-i.html' title='Belém (I)'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113804907570193532</id><published>2006-01-23T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:27:27.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Cabaret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Moulin-Rouge-bg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="493" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Moulin-Rouge-bg.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/cabaretmaxime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="805" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/cabaretmaxime.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A vida é um &lt;em&gt;cabaret&lt;/em&gt;. O &lt;strong&gt;Maxime&lt;/strong&gt; também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N.R.: As minhas desculpas pela (má) qualidade das imagens. Tentativas pífias de manipulação de HTML que não dão grande resultado. &lt;em&gt;Hélas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113804907570193532?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113804907570193532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113804907570193532' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113804907570193532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113804907570193532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-cabaret.html' title='Life is a Cabaret'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113737351870943850</id><published>2006-01-16T00:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-17T21:09:41.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Derrota azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/CYHSY%20vs%20TN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/CYHSY%20vs%20TN.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/CYHSY%20vs%20TN%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="270" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/CYHSY%20vs%20TN%201.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Com equipamento azul está o colectivo dos &lt;strong&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;. De verde vestem-se os membros dos &lt;strong&gt;The National&lt;/strong&gt;. As fotos registam o início e o fim de um jogo de futebol entre as duas bandas, num intervalo da tournée de 2005 dos &lt;strong&gt;The National&lt;/strong&gt;, na qual os &lt;strong&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/strong&gt; foram responsáveis pela primeira parte. A tournée divulgou &lt;em&gt;Alligator&lt;/em&gt;, o quarto trabalho dos &lt;strong&gt;The National&lt;/strong&gt;, e passou por Portugal em Agosto do ano passado, no Festival de Paredes de Coura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/TN.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="265" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/TN.0.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/TN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os músicos dos &lt;strong&gt;The National&lt;/strong&gt; têm motivos para celebrar: venceram os &lt;strong&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/strong&gt; por 7-5 e &lt;em&gt;Alligator&lt;/em&gt; tem sido considerado pela imprensa especializada como um dos melhores discos de 2005. A crítica compara o trabalho deste grupo de rapazes originários de Cincinatti e a viver em New York ao dos canadianos Arcade Fire. Fala-se ainda de semelhanças com Scott Walker, Stuart Staples, Nick Cave, Leonard Cohen e Tom Waits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/theNational-alligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="295" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/theNational-alligator.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/09%20All%20the%20Wine.wma" width="315" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="true" autoplay="false"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The National&lt;/strong&gt; - All The Wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113737351870943850?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113737351870943850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113737351870943850' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113737351870943850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113737351870943850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/derrota-azul.html' title='Derrota azul'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113728781256384347</id><published>2006-01-15T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:15:44.760Z</updated><title type='text'>O marinheiro de Brest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/querelleFR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="436" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/querelleFR.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1947 Jean Genet escreveu uma novela autobiográfica chamada &lt;em&gt;Querelle de Brest&lt;/em&gt;. Esta obra seria o argumento para o derradeiro filme de Rainer Werner Fassbinder, &lt;em&gt;Querelle&lt;/em&gt;, estreado em 1982, ano em que o realizador alemão viria a morrer de overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Pop Dell’ Arte&lt;/strong&gt; formaram-se em 1985 para concorrer ao segundo Concurso de Música Moderna do Rock Rendez-Vous, onde viriam a ganhar o prémio de originalidade. A banda está na origem da criação da Ama Romanta, a primeira editora independente portuguesa. Os &lt;strong&gt;Pop Dell’ Arte&lt;/strong&gt; estrearam-se em disco em 1986 com o máxi-single &lt;em&gt;Querelle&lt;/em&gt;, afirmando-se como expressão da música alternativa do Portugal de então.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na próxima segunda-feira, dia 16 de Janeiro, será lançado &lt;em&gt;POPlastik&lt;/em&gt;, compilação que reúne o melhor de 20 anos dos &lt;strong&gt;Pop Dell’ Arte&lt;/strong&gt;, incluindo as mais recentes criações do colectivo (o álbum inclui três temas inéditos gravados no passado mês de Novembro).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/POPacid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/POPacid.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113728781256384347?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113728781256384347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113728781256384347' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113728781256384347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113728781256384347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-marinheiro-de-brest.html' title='O marinheiro de Brest'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113685448577681398</id><published>2006-01-10T00:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-15T01:18:27.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Quiz (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/sonice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/sonice.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que é como quem diz &lt;em&gt;qual é coisa, qual é ela? &lt;/em&gt;(número 2). Então vamos lá:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;: O que é que podem fazer juntos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um editor de imagem de um canal de TV com formação musical no Hot Clube de Portugal;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma professora licenciada em Línguas e Literaturas Modernas com o curso de canto duma conhecida Academia;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um compositor formado em Física que trabalha em pós-produção áudio;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um técnico de TV com formação em Arqueologia;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um professor licenciado em Literatura Portuguesa, director de uma escola de jazz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;: Música. Electrónica. Pop! E por muito estranho que possa parecer (e soar), portuguesa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/BGuru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/BGuru.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;João Pico, Marisa Fortes, João Hora, Pedro Henriques e José Dias formam os &lt;strong&gt;Bangguru&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the next big thing&lt;/em&gt; da música feita aqui. Façam o favor de tomar devida nota.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.bangguru.com/videos/wmv_net/another_REMIX.wmv" width="300" height="400" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="false" showstatusbar="0" showcontrols="true" cache="false"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangguru&lt;/strong&gt; - Another 80's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113685448577681398?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113685448577681398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113685448577681398' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113685448577681398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113685448577681398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/quiz-ii.html' title='Quiz (II)'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113676317950860763</id><published>2006-01-08T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-11T00:09:40.816Z</updated><title type='text'>Diz que sim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;– Sabias que já se diz por aí que os &lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt; são o primeiro grande fenómeno musical do Século XXI? E que podemos sem medos arrumar &lt;em&gt;Funeral&lt;/em&gt;, o primeiro disco da banda canadiana, na mesma prateleira onde guardamos os discos dos Beatles, Doors, Joy Division, Pixies e Nirvana?&lt;br /&gt;– Diz que sim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 307px" name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://file.yashi.com/1/movie/87435.wmv" width="300" height="225" type="application/x-mplayer2" cache="false" showcontrols="true" showstatusbar="0" autostart="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yashi.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yashi.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt; - Rebellion (Lies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ao vivo no programa da CBS &lt;em&gt;Late Show with David Letterman&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113676317950860763?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113676317950860763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113676317950860763' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113676317950860763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113676317950860763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/diz-que-sim.html' title='Diz que sim'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113650819000554650</id><published>2006-01-06T00:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:58:09.633Z</updated><title type='text'>Senhor António</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Antonio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 513px" height="365" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Antonio.jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este senhor está de volta. Chama-se António.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113650819000554650?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113650819000554650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113650819000554650' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113650819000554650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113650819000554650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/senhor-antnio.html' title='Senhor António'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113623298448541994</id><published>2006-01-02T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:36:32.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Luz vermelha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/RLU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/RLU.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tempo de lembrar coisas boas de outros anos. Os portugueses &lt;strong&gt;Plastica&lt;/strong&gt; encontram-se em estúdio para gravar o sucessor de &lt;em&gt;The Red Light Underground&lt;/em&gt;, segundo álbum da banda, lançado ainda em 2004 mas com airplay no ano que findou. Aguarda-se para muito breve a saída do novo registo do grupo, que se tornou conhecido pelo seu som catchy e orelhudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/Around.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" autoplay="false" controls="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plastica - Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113623298448541994?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113623298448541994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113623298448541994' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113623298448541994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113623298448541994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2006/01/luz-vermelha.html' title='Luz vermelha'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113607226441978112</id><published>2005-12-31T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:39:59.330Z</updated><title type='text'>Olá 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img143.exs.cx/img143/180/fireworks9nd.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://img143.exs.cx/img143/180/fireworks9nd.gif" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img143.exs.cx/img143/180/fireworks9nd.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um feliz Ano Novo para todos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113607226441978112?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113607226441978112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113607226441978112' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113607226441978112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113607226441978112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/ol-2006.html' title='Olá 2006'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113562011532933070</id><published>2005-12-26T18:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:02:35.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Água-benta e nomeações...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/BestOfDA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/BestOfDA.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Debaixo de uma enorme pressão, a Mesa reuniu e escolheu os melhores de 2005. Após a divulgação de outras listas menos importantes (NME, Mojo, Uncut, Q, Les Inrockuptibles) surge agora a tão esperada lista: a nossa. Aqui vai, por ordem alfabética:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt; Funeral&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bangguru &lt;/strong&gt;Bangguru&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beck&lt;/strong&gt; Guero&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/strong&gt; Silent Alarm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/strong&gt; Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CocoRosie&lt;/strong&gt; Noah’s Ark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damian “Jr.Gong” Marley&lt;/strong&gt; Welcome To Jamrock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/strong&gt; Playing The Angel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dEUS&lt;/strong&gt; Pocket Revolution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feist&lt;/strong&gt; Let It Die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fischerspooner&lt;/strong&gt; Odyssey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frank Black&lt;/strong&gt; Honeycomb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Go-Betweens&lt;/strong&gt; Oceans Appart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;/strong&gt; Supernature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gorillaz&lt;/strong&gt; Demon Days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/strong&gt; Dynamite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/strong&gt; Employment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kate Bush&lt;/strong&gt; Aerial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kraftwerk&lt;/strong&gt; Minimum-Maximum (Live)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladytron &lt;/strong&gt;The Witching Hour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LCD Soundsystem &lt;/strong&gt;LCD Soundsystem&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna&lt;/strong&gt; Confessions On A Dance Floor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew Herbert&lt;/strong&gt; Plat du Jour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nine Horses&lt;/strong&gt; Snow Borne Sorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Róisín Murphy&lt;/strong&gt; Ruby Blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Röyksopp&lt;/strong&gt; The Understanding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryuichi Sakamoto&lt;/strong&gt; Chasm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigur Rós&lt;/strong&gt; Takk…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suart Staples&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky Dog Recordings 03-04&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/strong&gt; Illinoise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/RoisinMurphy-RubyBlue.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p 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width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/RyuichiSakamoto-Chasm.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/RyuichiSakamoto-Chasm.1.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/SigurRos-Takk.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="341" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/SigurRos-Takk.1.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/StuartStaples-LuckyDogRecordings0304.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="313" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/StuartStaples-LuckyDogRecordings0304.1.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/SufjanStevens-Illinoise.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/SufjanStevens-Illinoise.1.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao contrário do que se diz por aí, 2005 foi um ano farto e bom. Os trabalhos dos &lt;strong&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Beck&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Feist&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Gorillaz&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Ladytron&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;LCD Soundsystem&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Róisín Murphy &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;Sufjan Stevens &lt;/strong&gt;chegavam para salvar a safra (apesar de alguns serem de 2004). Como se não bastasse, tivemos ainda o regresso dos &lt;strong&gt;dEUS&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Go-Betweens&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Kate Bush&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Herbert &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;Sigur Rós&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Stuart Staples&lt;/strong&gt; parece ter definitivamente abandonado o seu caminho ao lado dos Tindersticks, lançando-se num excelente trabalho a solo. Curiosamente, um dos melhores discos do ano, não o é: &lt;em&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/em&gt; foi lançado pela internet, sinal de novos tempos para a indústria musical.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Uma última nota de destaque para o álbum homónimo dos portugueses &lt;strong&gt;Bangguru&lt;/strong&gt;: são bem capazes de ser &lt;em&gt;the next big thing&lt;/em&gt; da produção nacional. A ver, no próximo ano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Coldplay&lt;/strong&gt; ainda vieram cá bater à porta, mas não, não os deixámos entrar. Em alternativa, fiquem lá com esta musiquinha, boa para entrar o novo Ano Novo. Pronto. Ide agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.blocparty.com/downloads/mp3/bloc_party--banquet_(phones_disco_edit).mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="true" autoplay="false"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bloc Party - Banquet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113562011532933070?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113562011532933070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113562011532933070' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113562011532933070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113562011532933070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/gua-benta-e-nomeaes_26.html' title='Água-benta e nomeações...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113467971503060497</id><published>2005-12-15T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:04:47.960Z</updated><title type='text'>Come on pilgrim, you know He loves you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/8-26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="269" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/8-26.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sierra Rose é uma jovem soprano entendida em trigonometria. Bianca Leilani aos quinze anos andava no &lt;em&gt;qué frô?&lt;/em&gt; em restaurantes para amealhar o dinheiro que lhe permitisse apanhar o autocarro para San Francisco. Nas horas vagas, Bianca passava os olhos por Jean Genet e Joseph Conrad. Sierra nasceu em Fort Dodge, no estado do Iowa. Bianca nasceu no Hawaii, que também é um estado norte-americano. Apesar da distância entre os respectivos locais de nascimento, Sierra e Bianca são irmãs, de apelido Casady. Desde 2003 que esta irmandade é conhecida por &lt;strong&gt;CocoRosie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Noah"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Noah%27s%20Ark.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noah’s Ark&lt;/em&gt; é já o terceiro trabalho das &lt;strong&gt;CocoRosie&lt;/strong&gt;, editado em Setembro deste ano, e tem esta curiosa capa. O álbum está na nossa lista (e em muitas outras listas, bem mais respeitáveis do que a nossa) dos melhores discos de 2005. A lista (a nossa) ainda vai sair a tempo das compras de Natal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/CocoRosie-Noahs_Ark.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" autoplay="false" controls="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113467971503060497?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113467971503060497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113467971503060497' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113467971503060497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113467971503060497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/come-on-pilgrim-you-know-he-loves-you.html' title='Come on pilgrim, you know He loves you'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113452098710956145</id><published>2005-12-14T00:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T20:37:51.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Você disse 50?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/SufjanStevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/SufjanStevens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/strong&gt; é um músico com um projecto de vida: fazer um álbum por cada estado norte-americano. A obra chama-se &lt;a href="http://www.sufjan.com/50states.html"&gt;50 States&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Et pour cause&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufjan iniciou este projecto em 2003, com a edição daquele que foi o seu terceiro trabalho a solo, &lt;em&gt;Greetings From Michigan: The Great Lakes State&lt;/em&gt;, dedicado ao seu estado natal. Retomou o projecto este ano, com &lt;em&gt;Illinois&lt;/em&gt;. Sufjan toca quase todos os instrumentos nos seus discos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As más-línguas do costume dizem que a este ritmo teremos o projecto concluido lá para 2050. Poderá nunca ser acabado, mas o projecto dá já resultados dignos de nota: &lt;em&gt;Illinois&lt;/em&gt; é considerado pela crítica um dos melhores discos de 2005.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/SufjanStevens-Illinoise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/SufjanStevens-Illinoise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O álbum &lt;em&gt;Illinois&lt;/em&gt; está na nossa lista de nomeações, pela mão de &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/4270936"&gt;LS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/04%20John%20Wayne%20Gacy%2C%20Jr.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" autoplay="true" controls="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113452098710956145?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113452098710956145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113452098710956145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113452098710956145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113452098710956145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/voc-disse-50.html' title='Você disse 50?'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113433097973164430</id><published>2005-12-11T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:44:40.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Le jour du mariage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Amadou&amp;Mariam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Amadou%26Mariam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada revista, sua lista. Na sua edição deste mês, a revista Mojo publicou a sua lista dos 50 melhores discos do ano de 2005. Ao lado de discos assinados por nomes como Arcade Fire, Kate Bush, Bruce Springsteen, Ry Cooder, Franz Ferdinand, The White Stripes, U2 ou The Go-Betweens encontramos na nona posição o álbum &lt;em&gt;Dimanche a Bamako&lt;/em&gt;, do dueto maliano composto por Amadou Bagayoko e Mariam Doumbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dimanche a Bamako&lt;/em&gt; foi publicado em Novembro de 2004 e produzido por Manu Chao. Desde o seu lançamento, tem sido considerado como o disco africano mais importante desde &lt;em&gt;Seven&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Seconds&lt;/em&gt;, de Youssou N’Dour. Em França, as vendas atingiram a marca de platina. Mas é com o lançamento de &lt;em&gt;Dimanche a Bamako&lt;/em&gt; no mercado norte-americano, em Agosto de 2005, que os &lt;strong&gt;Amadou &amp;amp; Mariam&lt;/strong&gt; alcançam uma divulgação sem precedentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Amadou &amp;amp; Mariam&lt;/strong&gt; tocaram em Sines, a 28 de Julho deste ano, no Festival Músicas do Mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/04%20Coulibaly.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" autoplay="true" controls="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113433097973164430?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113433097973164430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113433097973164430' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113433097973164430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113433097973164430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/le-jour-du-mariage.html' title='Le jour du mariage'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113391653481372811</id><published>2005-12-07T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:52:35.640Z</updated><title type='text'>Vinte anos é muito tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/XX-Years.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/XX-Years.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2005 tem sido um ano prodigioso. Há muito esperada, este ano foi finalmente publicada uma compilação dos melhores trabalhos dos &lt;strong&gt;Young Gods&lt;/strong&gt;. O álbum chama-se &lt;em&gt;Twenty Years&lt;/em&gt; e reúne o essencial do colectivo suiço. Um colectivo continental, a provar que há música para cá da Mancha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/XX%20Years.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/XX%20Years.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Young Gods&lt;/strong&gt; tornaram-se conhecidos do grande público através da sua participação na banda sonora do filme &lt;em&gt;Sliver&lt;/em&gt;, de Phillip Noyce, com o tema &lt;em&gt;Skinflowers&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/sliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 450px" height="351" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/sliver.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/03%20Skinflowers.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="true" autoplay="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113391653481372811?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113391653481372811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113391653481372811' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113391653481372811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113391653481372811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/vinte-anos-muito-tempo.html' title='Vinte anos é muito tempo'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113375025764142878</id><published>2005-12-05T02:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:45:52.046Z</updated><title type='text'>As minhas nomeações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pediram-me para avançar com as minhas nomeações para os melhores discos de 2005. Nem sei muito bem o que dizer. Comigo a coisa não funciona bem assim, numa de &lt;em&gt;melhor do ano&lt;/em&gt; e quê. Além disso, a música que proponho sai um bocadinho da onda fajuta deste blog, onde parece que só se escreve sobre o que vem no Y ou nos suplementos do Expresso. Mas pronto. Oiçam lá coisas diferentes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/1600/DamianMarley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/320/DamianMarley.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damian 'Jr. Gong' Marley - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Welcome To Jamrock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/1600/LondonElektricity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/320/LondonElektricity.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;London Elektricity - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Power Ballads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/1600/Calibre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/320/Calibre.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calibre - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/1600/Metalheadz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/320/Metalheadz.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metalheadz &lt;/strong&gt;(Vários) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Winter Of Content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/1600/InfluxUK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3623/805/320/InfluxUK.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Influx UK - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Million And Rising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pronto, já disse. Não me peçam para cá voltar antes do fim do ano (que vem).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113375025764142878?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113375025764142878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113375025764142878' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113375025764142878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113375025764142878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-minhas-nomeaes.html' title='As minhas nomeações'/><author><name>Groovekid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03319502295180214234</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113362490365158223</id><published>2005-12-03T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-03T18:45:47.750Z</updated><title type='text'>NOMEAÇÕES III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/the%20arcade%20fire.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/320/the%20arcade%20fire.0.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/frank%20black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/320/frank%20black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/Sufjan%20stevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/320/Sufjan%20stevens.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/bloc%20party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="134" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/320/bloc%20party.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/the%20arcade%20fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não são os melhores de 2005 , até por que é impossível ouvir todos, mas são de certeza boa companhia e marcas nas carreiras destes senhores. Funeral -The Arcade Fire; Honeycomb - Frank Black ;Illinois - Sufjan Stevens ; Silent Alarm - Bloc Party, não esquecendo a banda virtual, não existem mas todos os conhecem.&lt;br /&gt;Agora também gostava de saber as vossas sugestões auditivas. Tudo em cima da mesa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113362490365158223?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113362490365158223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113362490365158223' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113362490365158223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113362490365158223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/12/nomeaes-iii.html' title='NOMEAÇÕES III'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113338245431876461</id><published>2005-11-30T20:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-03T18:47:03.693Z</updated><title type='text'>NOMEAÇÕES II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/1600/clap-your-hands-say-yeah.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2904/521/320/clap-your-hands-say-yeah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batam Palmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;a href="http://clapyourhandssayyeah.com/news.php"&gt;festa&lt;/a&gt; esta prestes a comecar!!Deixem os escoceses com ar libidinoso, acabados de sair dum filme manhoso sobre teenagers!!!!fernandinhos!!! Dancem nesta festa, com os Talking Heads aos abracos com os Walkmen, um virote e no fim como no inicio, Batam Palmas e digam YeaaH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113338245431876461?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113338245431876461/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113338245431876461' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113338245431876461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113338245431876461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/nomeaes-ii.html' title='NOMEAÇÕES II'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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-7734129.post-113322655222277864</id><published>2005-11-29T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:24:48.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Quiz I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/nickrun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/nickrun.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fotografia acima foi tirada no início dos anos 70. Mostra um homem em movimento e um outro homem encostado a uma parede de tijolos, observando a marcha do primeiro ou, quem sabe, outra coisa qualquer. Com esta foto começamos hoje a contar uma pequena história de Natal, em não mais que cinco episódios. Temos ainda um magnífico prémio para oferecer a quem acertar na identidade do rapaz que na foto está encostado à parede.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;!--Para dar uma ajuda aos mais necessitados, deixamos aqui uma pista sonora:--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113322655222277864?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113322655222277864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113322655222277864' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113322655222277864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113322655222277864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/quiz-i.html' title='Quiz I'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113302904951003238</id><published>2005-11-26T17:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:17:29.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Nomeações I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/1528628-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/1528628-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elephants's Graveyard&lt;/em&gt; reúne 28 canções da pré-história recente de &lt;strong&gt;Ed Harcourt&lt;/strong&gt;, entre b-sides e material não editado, e está disponível apenas por download. Uma das grandes compilações do ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/1449006-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/1449006-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113302904951003238?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113302904951003238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113302904951003238' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113302904951003238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113302904951003238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/nomeaes-i.html' title='Nomeações I'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113288299911218756</id><published>2005-11-25T01:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-26T18:20:09.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Não é tarde nem é cedo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/DelShannon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/DelShannon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno, pessoa por quem tenho uma enorme estima e uma grande admiração, criticou hoje este blog. Com razão. Diz ele que aqui devia haver espaço para géneros musicais como o R&amp;amp;B. Não é tarde nem é cedo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em 1986 eu não perdia um episódio de uma série televisiva chamada &lt;em&gt;Crime Story&lt;/em&gt;. Um polícia chamado Michael Torello perseguia um bandido chamado Ray Luca. O genérico da série recuperava &lt;em&gt;Runaway&lt;/em&gt;, um tema escrito por &lt;strong&gt;Del Shannon&lt;/strong&gt; 25 anos antes, nos primórdios do Rock’n’Roll. O que eu mais gostava era o início e o fim dos episódios, quando se ouvia &lt;em&gt;Runaway&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/crime%20story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/crime%20story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Poucos anos depois, Rui Reininho e os GNR surpreendiam-nos com uma extraordinária interpretação de &lt;em&gt;Runaway&lt;/em&gt; ao vivo (In Vivo) no Coliseu dos Recreios (eu estava lá).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Del Shannon matou-se acidentalmente com uma espingarda calibre 22 em Fevereiro de 1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/11%20Runaway.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="true" autoplay="true"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113288299911218756?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113288299911218756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113288299911218756' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113288299911218756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113288299911218756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-tarde-nem-cedo.html' title='Não é tarde nem é cedo!'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113286240162257782</id><published>2005-11-24T19:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:08:32.663Z</updated><title type='text'>First we take Berlin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/sixinBerlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/sixinBerlin.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez uma sociedade secreta cujos elementos se reuniam em locais estranhos com um propósito perturbador: estabelecer uma linguagem global para a música de dança através da fusão de culturas e dos mais diversos géneros e estilos, envolvendo a audiência no resultado dessa mistura. Local estranho: o Delicious Doughnuts Club em Berlim. Ano: 1995. Agentes: três DJs, Jürgen von Knoblauch, Alexander Barck e Claas Brieler, e três produtores, Stefan Leisering, Axel Reinemer, Roskoe Kretschmann. Estratégia: conquistar Berlim, depois o mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nesse ano da graça de 1995, o colectivo funda uma perigosa organização chamada &lt;strong&gt;Jazzanova&lt;/strong&gt;. Para concretizar os seus intentos, entre outras actividades, a formação usa a remistura e em pouco tempo conquista Berlim. Em 1997, Gilles Peterson divulga a composição &lt;em&gt;Fedime's Flight&lt;/em&gt; no seu programa de rádio. Os Jazzanova preparavam-se já para tomar o mundo de assalto e em 1998 fundam a &lt;a title="Link para a Sonar Kollektiv..." href="http://www.sonarkollektiv.com/" target="blank_"&gt;Sonar Kollektiv&lt;/a&gt;. Entre as mais temíveis e eficazes armas usadas pelos Jazzanova conta-se a edição de &lt;em&gt;The Remixes 1997-2000&lt;/em&gt;. Na próxima segunda-feira, 28 de Novembro, os Jazzanova voltam a atacar com &lt;em&gt;The Remixes 2002-2005&lt;/em&gt;. A saga continua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/remixes1997-2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/remixes1997-2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/remixes2002-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/remixes2002-2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113286240162257782?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113286240162257782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113286240162257782' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113286240162257782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113286240162257782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-we-take-berlin.html' title='First we take Berlin'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113279566683923339</id><published>2005-11-24T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:20:39.213Z</updated><title type='text'>Parece mentira...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/ag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="342" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/ag.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;/strong&gt; fizeram hoje, no Pavilhão Atlântico, a primeira parte do espectáculo dos inefáveis Coldplay. Tem sido assim desde que os Goldfrapp aceitaram acompanhar a tournée europeia dos Coldplay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vá-se lá saber porquê. No que é que Alison está a pensar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/alison-pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px" height="337" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/alison-pink.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113279566683923339?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113279566683923339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113279566683923339' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113279566683923339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113279566683923339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/parece-mentira.html' title='Parece mentira...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113279060265996246</id><published>2005-11-23T23:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:06:14.570Z</updated><title type='text'>Vieira apela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/vieira%20apela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/vieira%20apela.jpg" width="398" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dia 28 de Novembro às 18 horas no Maxime (a casa de espectáculos e entretenimento na Praça da Alegria) será apresentada a candidatura de &lt;strong&gt;Manuel João Vieira&lt;/strong&gt; à Presidência da República Portuguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manuel João fará uma curta declaração à imprensa (12 min) e deverá não só apresentar os motivos pelos quais se candidata ao cargo, mas também fazer uma leitura supra-partidária, maior, justa, audível e de olhos na actual situação do país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manuel Vieira é um cidadão português sem cadastro, com mais de 35 anos, fala 5 línguas, toca virtuosamente 6 instrumentos musicais, pinta em diversas técnicas, desenha admiravelmente, possui uma voz conhecida e escreve inteligentemente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tal como os outros que o pretendem, precisa de 7.500 assinaturas válidas para se candidatar à Presidência da República.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;É sóbrio e emocionado que assumo a responsabilidade de me apresentar aos Portugueses na hora em que se decide o que todos vamos sentir na pele nos próximos cinco anos, que se adivinham difíceis mas ainda assim prenhes de esperança. A respeito da Democracia: ouvir qualquer outro dos candidatos.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nesta conferência de imprensa estarão presentes os seus três principais mandatários: o mandatário para a juventude, o mandatário para a idade adulta e o mandatário para a velhice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIEIRA - PORTUGAL ESTÁ EM TODA A PARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIEIRA - UM BANANA PARA UMA REPÚBLICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vieira2006.com"&gt;http://www.vieira2006.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Acessor de imprensa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gimba&lt;/strong&gt; (Sr. Eugénio Lopes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TM 962 804 368&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:vieira@banana.com.pt"&gt;vieira@banana.com.pt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;Lembramos aqui um velho tema da autoria de Manuel João Vieira, dedicado aos emigrantes. Acreditamos que esta intervenção pode trazer alguma luz sobre esta proble&lt;strong&gt;mática&lt;/strong&gt; te&lt;strong&gt;mática&lt;/strong&gt;!--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/13%20Emigrante.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="true" autoplay="true"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113279060265996246?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113279060265996246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113279060265996246' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113279060265996246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113279060265996246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/vieira-apela.html' title='Vieira apela'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113262292238674332</id><published>2005-11-22T01:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:44:03.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Portugal e o Futuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/vieira2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="360" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/vieira2006.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vieira&lt;/strong&gt; está de volta. E de acordo com Vieira, os portugueses estão fartos. Por isso, Vieira avança com novas propostas. E assume-se como alternativa face à necessidade de assistência médica sentida pelos outros candidatos nos comícios. Não se sabe se desta vez Vieira desistirá se for eleito. Mas para já Vieira precisa de assinaturas. Para o efeito visite o sítio de &lt;a href="http://vieira2006.com"&gt;Vieira&lt;/a&gt;. E porque Portugal vale a pena recuperamos aqui o hino da anterior campanha de Vieira, &lt;em&gt;Portugal alcatifado&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/vieira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="245" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/vieira.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/hdd3/39094/hinovieira.mp3" width="410" height="50" type="audio/x-mp3" controls="TRUE" autoplay="false"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;--&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/vieira2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113262292238674332?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113262292238674332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113262292238674332' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113262292238674332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113262292238674332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/portugal-e-o-futuro.html' title='Portugal e o Futuro'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113218819340585390</id><published>2005-11-17T00:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-17T00:49:17.666Z</updated><title type='text'>A Nossa Senhora da Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/koko-london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 544px" height="338" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/koko-london.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta imagem foi obtida ontem à noite, terça-feira, 15 de Novembro de 2005, no clube londrino Koko, quando &lt;strong&gt;Madonna&lt;/strong&gt; apresentava o seu novo álbum &lt;em&gt;Confessions on a Dance Floor&lt;/em&gt;. A rapariga, que conta (apenas) com 47 anos, cantou (encantou) e dançou cinco canções do seu trabalho novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro single extraído do novo álbum de Madonna chama-se &lt;em&gt;Hung Up&lt;/em&gt;. Quando se ouve este tema pela primeira vez parece que estamos perante uma recuperação de &lt;em&gt;Into The Groove&lt;/em&gt;. Depois reconhecemos lá atrás uma harmonia familiar: trata-se dos acordes de &lt;em&gt;Gimme Gimme Gimme&lt;/em&gt;, dos suecos Abba. Para poder utilizar um sample duma canção dos Abba, Madonna teve que pedir (ou melhor, implorar) autorização aos suecos Benny Andersson e Bjorn Ulvaeus, autores do original. Apenas uma vez os Abba haviam anteriormente autorizado o uso por outros das suas composições (é preferível nem referir em que circunstâncias isso aconteceu...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mês do seu regresso, Madonna foi entrevistada online por Anthony Kiedis, dos Red Hot Chili Peppers. A fechar a entrevista, Madonna afirmou &lt;em&gt;I like it simple and raw, like sushi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/Hung_Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/320/Hung_Up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113218819340585390?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113218819340585390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113218819340585390' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113218819340585390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113218819340585390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/nossa-senhora-da-pop.html' title='A Nossa Senhora da Pop'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-113166684117078507</id><published>2005-11-10T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:19:05.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Planeta no Incógnito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/1509/1024/planetapop%2018-11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="225" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/241/1509/320/planetapop%2018-11.0.jpg" width="331" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os Paulos do &lt;a href="http://planeta-pop.blogspot.com"&gt;Planeta Pop&lt;/a&gt; vão estar no bar &lt;a href="http://www.incognitobar.com"&gt;Incógnito&lt;/a&gt;, sexta-feira, dia 18 de Novembro do ano da Graça de 2005. A apresentar música pop. Para quem não sabe, o bar fica numa localidade chamada Lisboa, perto de um largo chamado Camões, e mal acolhe meia centena de pessoas. Mas do ponto de vista que nos interessa é o equivalente português à Basílica de São Pedro. Uma catedral histórica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os artistas avisam desde já que vai haver &lt;em&gt;electrodomésticos&lt;/em&gt; à solta, mas sem direito a discos pedidos. Se se encontrarem a caminho de casa a partir das seis da tarde, reavaliem as prioridades e deixem-se ficar pela capital. Bebam uma ginginha no Rossio, jantem numa tasca da Baixa, passeiem pelo Chiado e façam tempo da forma que melhor entenderem. Esta zona da cidade, em tempos central, é ainda &lt;em&gt;very typical&lt;/em&gt;. A uma hora decente (&lt;em&gt;always after midnight&lt;/em&gt;), dirijam-se ao &lt;strong&gt;Incógnito&lt;/strong&gt; e deixem-se por lá estar. É o que vão fazer os animadores deste blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-113166684117078507?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/113166684117078507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=113166684117078507' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113166684117078507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/113166684117078507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/11/planeta-no-incgnito.html' title='Planeta no Incógnito'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112862326857877151</id><published>2005-10-06T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:37:58.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guitarra e Outras Máquinas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Vini%20Reilly1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Vini%20Reilly1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Este senhor chama-se Vincent Reily. Algumas pessoas consideram-no o melhor guitarrista do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112862326857877151?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112862326857877151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112862326857877151' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862326857877151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862326857877151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/10/guitarra-e-outras-mquinas_06.html' title='A Guitarra e Outras Máquinas'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112862311660248238</id><published>2005-10-06T19:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:39:13.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fábrica ©</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/TonyWilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/TonyWilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Este é Tony Wilson. É o fundador da Factory Records, etiqueta de Manchester que lançou os Joy Division (e seus sucedâneos New Order), os Happy Mondays, A Certain Ratio e um grupo misterioso e contra-corrente chamado &lt;strong&gt;Durutti Column&lt;/strong&gt;. O filme &lt;em&gt;24 Hour Party People&lt;/em&gt; é a biografia deste homem. Em 1978, Wilson era o manager dos Durutti Column. No dia 24 de Janeiro desse ano Wilson convidou Vini Reilly para integrar a formação.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O mundo não voltaria a ser o mesmo (apesar de pouca gente saber disso).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112862311660248238?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112862311660248238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112862311660248238' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862311660248238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862311660248238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/10/fbrica_06.html' title='A Fábrica ©'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112862295518221632</id><published>2005-10-06T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:40:41.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/AmigosEmPortugal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="240" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/AmigosEmPortugal2.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esta imagem é da autoria de Miguel Esteves Cardoso. Foi feita para ilustrar a capa de um disco chamado &lt;em&gt;Amigos em Portugal&lt;/em&gt;. Em 1983 Vini Reilly tinha amigos em Portugal. Um dia foi com a sua namorada até esse país continental para gravar uma canção para a Factory Records num estúdio pertencente a uma empresa chamada Valentim de Carvalho, situado numa terra chamada Paço d’Arcos. Acabou a gravar doze canções – um álbum inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas das canções gravadas por Reilly têm nomes curiosos, como &lt;em&gt;Menina ao pé duma Piscina&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Lisboa&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Estoril à Noite&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Vestido Amarrotado&lt;/em&gt; e há mesmo uma canção chamada &lt;em&gt;Sara e Tristana&lt;/em&gt; (provavelmente de apelido Esteves Cardoso). Os amigos portugueses de Reilly – Pedro Ayres Magalhães, Miguel Esteves Cardoso e Ricardo Camacho – tinham uma editora chamada Fundação Atlântica que pegou nas gravações entretanto feitas e publicou 4000 cópias de Amigos &lt;em&gt;em Portugal&lt;/em&gt;, assinado pelos &lt;strong&gt;Durutti Column&lt;/strong&gt;. Afinal Vini Reilly era amigo e era os Durutti Column. E os Durutti Column eram Reilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns amigos meus ainda guardam um exemplar desse disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112862295518221632?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112862295518221632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112862295518221632' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862295518221632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862295518221632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/10/portugal_06.html' title='Portugal'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112862270363900925</id><published>2005-10-06T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:11:59.536Z</updated><title type='text'>Para o mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/AnotherSetting1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/AnotherSetting1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mas Vini tinha um contrato exclusivo com a Factory e não estava autorizado a gravar &lt;em&gt;por fora&lt;/em&gt;, muito menos para publicação. A Factory levaria décadas para recuperar os direitos das doze canções gravadas por Reilly em Paço d’Arcos, naquilo que Tony Wilson classificou como “The Portuguese fiasco”, em entrevista ao magazine Record Collector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1998, ao reeditar o terceiro álbum dos Durutti Column, &lt;em&gt;Another Setting&lt;/em&gt;, a Factory incluiu no alinhamento do disco sete das doze canções originalmente pertencentes a &lt;em&gt;Amigos em Portugal&lt;/em&gt;. Nesta reedição, o dirigente da Factory, Tony Wilson, assina um curioso texto sobre o assunto, em que tece considerações sobre Portugal e os Portugueses. Ora leiam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I first got into the music business back in the late Seventies there was just one rule. Never do a deal in Portugal. Seemed a bit over the top of us. Weird shit – we just took it in our stride. And did a deal in Portugal. For Vini. Three actually. And they all went dreadfully wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have got nothing against bootlegging, not now Manchester has swapped being King Cotton for being King Knock Off, but have you ever asked yourself why they speak Portuguese in Brazil, but Spanish in the rest of South America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the story goes, Spain and Portugal were expanding their seaborne empires rapidly around 1500, and there were beginning arguments over who owned what bits of what. Lecomt’s get the Pope to act as peacemaker and find a compromise for us all, said the ambassadors. After many weeks of shuttle diplomacy the Vatican announced the judgement of Solomon. “Now you Portuguese are mostly in Africa and Mozambique and Goa and points East – by and large you Spaniards have got the Americas tied up. What say we draw a line down the middle of the Atlantic Ocean and Spain have everything to the West and Portugal everything to the East.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good deal they all said and the Pope drew a line down the middle of the Atlantic and the Portuguese drew a line… well just a little further over the left. What the hell, it was still running through sea so who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ten years later. When they discovered that last big lump of South America that sticks out into the Atlantic… Exactly – the Portuguese had discovered Brazil two years before they went to Rome and had just kept stumm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe I’m being harsh, but they are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we did the third (doomed) Portuguese deal with the lovely, extremely intelligent and equally unfathomable Miguel Esteves Cardoso it was for a low budget album from which we include five pieces here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends in Portugal. Friends in Portugal? I once complained to my first wife that the album had set Miguel and his mates’ company on its way, and yet when Vini played Lisbon six months later not one of them turned up for the gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should they have turned up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honour, gratitude, debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid you are, they’re Portuguese, they don’t have such mundane concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have this other thing, Saudade. It’s the national mood, a sense of something lost, of intense nostalgia and yearning. Senor Cardoso did his PhD at Manchester on the influence of Saudade on Portuguese Politics in the 10th to 15th centuries. You see, cool guy, a guy to do a deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think that saudade is why the Portuguese as much as any country in the world, take Vini’s intensely romantic guitar to their hearts. Damn sight better than their Fado folk song tradition which is more whining than romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Vini wrote a track in this period which was called Saudade that’s more typical of our carelessness with titles. The peace Favourite Descending Intervals from the same collection much more connects to that saudade spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A Fundação Atlântica viria a falir, apesar de ter no seu catálogo nomes como os Sétima Legião, Xutos &amp;amp; Pontapés e o embrião dos Madredeus. A Factory Records viria igualmente a falir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum &lt;em&gt;Amigos em Portugal&lt;/em&gt; está finalmente disponível para o mundo em CD. Em versão remasterizada da Kookydisc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112862270363900925?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112862270363900925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112862270363900925' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862270363900925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112862270363900925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/10/para-o-mundo.html' title='Para o mundo'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112250199615227727</id><published>2005-07-27T23:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:41:52.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ena Pá 10000</title><content type='html'>O contador do fundo ultrapassou as dez mil visitas. Voltámos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112250199615227727?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112250199615227727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112250199615227727' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112250199615227727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112250199615227727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/ena-p-10000.html' title='Ena Pá 10000'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112250169217501467</id><published>2005-07-27T23:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T02:09:51.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundo em Sines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/sinescentrodomundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="159" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/sinescentrodomundo.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A partir de amanhã, quinta-feira, 28 de Julho de 2005 e até sábado, dia 30, Sines será o centro do mundo. Decorre nesta cidade do sul da Europa o sétimo &lt;strong&gt;Festival Músicas do Mundo&lt;/strong&gt;, o mais importante festival de &lt;em&gt;world music&lt;/em&gt; realizado em Portugal. Nos vários palcos, entre Porto Covo, a Avenida da Praia, a Capela da Misericórdia e o Castelo, Sines prepara-se para receber cerca de 15 formações e intérpretes das mais diversas proveniências de todos os continentes do mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Castelo%20de%20Sines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="135" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Castelo%20de%20Sines.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/casteloFMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="135" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/casteloFMM.jpg" width="406" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112250169217501467?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112250169217501467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112250169217501467' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112250169217501467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112250169217501467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/mundo-em-sines.html' title='Mundo em Sines'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112221873493994667</id><published>2005-07-24T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:30:38.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>... and counting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/365dias1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="242" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/365dias1.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112221873493994667?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112221873493994667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112221873493994667' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112221873493994667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112221873493994667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-counting_24.html' title='... and counting.'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112164402710728313</id><published>2005-07-18T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T00:51:36.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ena Pá 20 Anos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/FNACWEB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 284px; HEIGHT: 370px" height="350" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/FNACWEB3.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não digam que não avisámos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112164402710728313?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112164402710728313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112164402710728313' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112164402710728313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112164402710728313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/ena-p-20-anos.html' title='Ena Pá 20 Anos'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112146000545200110</id><published>2005-07-15T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T21:45:53.820+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Por amor de dEUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/dEUS%20is%20proud%20to%20announce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/dEUS%20is%20proud%20to%20announce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É oficial. O novo álbum da formação belga &lt;strong&gt;dEUS&lt;/strong&gt; já tem capa, alinhamento e publicação anunciada para 12 de Setembro. Chama-se &lt;em&gt;Pocket Revolution&lt;/em&gt; e é feito de doze canções. De acordo com os autores o trabalho pode ser definido em três palavras: &lt;em&gt;worth the wait&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So they say, so we’ll see!&lt;/em&gt; O álbum terá uma tournée promocional com espectáculos já marcados para a Itália, Holanda, França, Bélgica, Luxemburgo, Irlanda, Reino Unido, Alemanha, Suiça, Áustria, Dinamarca, Espanha, Grécia e... &lt;em&gt;guess what?&lt;/em&gt; três datas em Portugal – 4, 5 e 6 de Dezembro –, ainda com palco por confirmar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay by my side, it’s sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dEUS - &lt;em&gt;Pocket Revolution&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112146000545200110?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112146000545200110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112146000545200110' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112146000545200110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112146000545200110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/por-amor-de-deus.html' title='Por amor de dEUS'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129808554506282</id><published>2005-07-14T00:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:43:00.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Minimum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Robots1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="215" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Robots1.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129808554506282?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129808554506282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129808554506282' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129808554506282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129808554506282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/minimum_14.html' title='Minimum'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129782562420205</id><published>2005-07-14T00:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:39:51.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Maximum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Maximum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="225" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Maximum.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129782562420205?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129782562420205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129782562420205' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129782562420205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129782562420205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/maximum_14.html' title='Maximum'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129607732765418</id><published>2005-07-14T00:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:08:51.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Homem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/MAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/MAN.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129607732765418?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129607732765418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129607732765418' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129607732765418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129607732765418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/homem_14.html' title='Homem'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129599174232747</id><published>2005-07-14T00:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:12:03.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Máquina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/MACHINE2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/MACHINE2.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129599174232747?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129599174232747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129599174232747' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129599174232747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129599174232747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/mquina_112129599174232747.html' title='Máquina'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129572751908678</id><published>2005-07-14T00:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:13:45.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/NUMBERS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/NUMBERS1.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129572751908678?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129572751908678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129572751908678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129572751908678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129572751908678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/linguagem_14.html' title='Linguagem'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129548975588204</id><published>2005-07-13T23:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:15:55.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rádio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Radioactivity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Radioactivity.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129548975588204?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129548975588204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129548975588204' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129548975588204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129548975588204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/rdio_13.html' title='Rádio'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129546959777823</id><published>2005-07-13T23:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:19:43.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Actividade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Radioactivity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Radioactivity2.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129546959777823?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129546959777823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129546959777823' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129546959777823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129546959777823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/actividade_13.html' title='Actividade'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129544168838396</id><published>2005-07-13T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:23:33.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Auto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="533" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Auto.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129544168838396?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112129531179189878</id><published>2005-07-13T23:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T00:31:17.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Expresso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Express1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="433" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Express1.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112129531179189878?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112129531179189878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112129531179189878' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129531179189878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112129531179189878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/expresso_13.html' title='Expresso'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-112052564921239583</id><published>2005-07-05T01:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:58:11.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Serviço público</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/MJV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="320" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/MJV.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-112052564921239583?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/112052564921239583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=112052564921239583' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112052564921239583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/112052564921239583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/07/servio-pblico.html' title='Serviço público'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111991567534404374</id><published>2005-06-28T00:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:35:59.476+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New car, caviar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/jb_modern_earthday_3_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 115px" height="96" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/jb_modern_earthday_3_e.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Índios Iroquois, Fotografia Panorâmica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Buffalo, New York, 1914&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iroquois&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavra criada pelos franceses para designar a confederação de nações índias americanas &lt;em&gt;Haudenosaunee&lt;/em&gt;, formada no Séc. XVII pelas tribos &lt;em&gt;Seneca&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Onondaga&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Oneida&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Cayuga&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Mohawks&lt;/em&gt;, a que se juntaram, mais tarde, os &lt;em&gt;Tuscarora&lt;/em&gt;. O termo &lt;em&gt;Iroquois&lt;/em&gt; está relacionado com a tradição oral dos índios membros daquela confederação e com o facto de terminarem habitualmente as suas frases com a palavras &lt;em&gt;hiro&lt;/em&gt; (“tenho dito”) e &lt;em&gt;kone&lt;/em&gt; (exclamação de alegria ou de tristeza, de acordo com as circunstâncias do discurso). Os Iroquois ocupavam a região que hoje corresponde ao estado de New York e foram quase totalmente massacrados durante a Guerra da Independência, por sorte da sua aliança com os ingleses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geleia; compota; mistura; [&lt;em&gt;session&lt;/em&gt;] acto musical com origem no jazz no qual diferentes músicos tocam em conjunto, de improviso, sem partitura ou plano prévio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aglutinação das palavras &lt;em&gt;jam&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Iroquois&lt;/em&gt;; grupo inglês fundado por Jason Kay (a.k.a. JK), em 1992, seguidor dos géneros soul e funk dos anos 70, cujo símbolo gráfico é a silhueta do próprio JK, de mãos abertas, pés para os lados, envergando um chapéu de búfalo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/buffalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 91px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="293" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/buffalo.jpg" width="139" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dynamite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexto álbum da formação &lt;strong&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/strong&gt;, lançado em 20 de Junho de 2005 em (quase) todo o mundo (nos Estados Unidos só será editado no Outono do corrente ano); entrada directa para o terceiro lugar do top inglês de vendas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/B000819PKC.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="300" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/B000819PKC.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111991567534404374?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111991567534404374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111991567534404374' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111991567534404374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111991567534404374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-car-caviar_28.html' title='New car, caviar'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111758509953125387</id><published>2005-06-01T01:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:29:22.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh La La</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Alison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Alison.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Eu pensei: foda-se, não posso ir de novo para a estrada para tocar mais uma hora de música muito lenta e intensa. Vou dar em doida!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Em Abril de 2003, era assim que Alison &lt;strong&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;/strong&gt; se referia à música intensa de &lt;em&gt;Felt Mountain&lt;/em&gt; (2001), numa entrevista dada à revista &lt;a href="http://www.timeout.com/london/"&gt;Time Out London&lt;/a&gt;. A entrevista teve lugar nas vésperas do lançamento de &lt;em&gt;Black Cherry&lt;/em&gt;. segundo álbum da dupla formada por Alison e Will Gregory. O entusiasmo de alguns fãs feneceria ante o novo trabalho: os &lt;strong&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;/strong&gt; soavam agora a electro-disco, a fazer lembrar Suzi Quatro e Donna Summer; desaparecia o panorama &lt;em&gt;film-noir&lt;/em&gt; com fundo sonoro &lt;em&gt;a la&lt;/em&gt; Morricone e sobrevinha uma grande desilusão. Para muitos outros, com quem concordamos, a díspare coisa não deixava de soar muito bem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pois bem, os Goldfrapp atacam de novo e, para alguns, regressam da pior maneira, ou seja, na linha de &lt;em&gt;Black Cherry&lt;/em&gt;. Em Agosto está cá fora o terceiro álbum da banda, que se chama &lt;em&gt;Supernature&lt;/em&gt;. Alison considera este trabalho &lt;em&gt;sulky, sexual and a bit ambiguous&lt;/em&gt;. Para single de promoção foi escolhido o tema &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldfrapp.co.uk/supernature/"&gt;Ooh La La&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've made an electronic, glam cross between Berlin, New York and north-east Somerset, or maybe cold crumpets and bubbles. Or even euphoric crumpets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/oohlala1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="240" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/oohlala1.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111758509953125387?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111758509953125387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111758509953125387' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111758509953125387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111758509953125387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/06/ooh-la-la.html' title='Ooh La La'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111688961139582682</id><published>2005-05-24T00:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T12:09:03.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor é um lugar estranho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 372px; HEIGHT: 334px" height="300" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Girl.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;Adoro ouvir os teus lindos ossinhos a quebrarem-se por baixo da tua carne perfeita. Adoro ouvir a tua pele a estalar debaixo do calor intenso. Derretendo ao Sol. Queimo-te os olhos e tu não vês. Gosto de ouvir o teu sorriso enquanto te mato devagar, sem que sequer o saibas. Ou sonhes. Ainda assim, amo-te.&lt;br /&gt;O amor é um lugar estranho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I know I'm gonna steal her eye&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't even know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm gonna make her die&lt;br /&gt;Take her where her soul belongs&lt;br /&gt;Know I'm gonna steal her eye&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I wouldn't try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;Girl&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Guero&lt;/em&gt;, 2005 &lt;a href="http://www.beck.com"&gt;Beck&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer?&lt;br /&gt;Sun-eyed?&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who knows? That's my &lt;strong&gt;girl&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/beckgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="109" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/beckgirl.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N.T.: É aconselhável o uso concomitante deste &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; com a audição do álbum &lt;em&gt;Guero&lt;/em&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Beck&lt;/strong&gt; Hansen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111688961139582682?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111688961139582682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111688961139582682' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111688961139582682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111688961139582682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/05/o-amor-um-lugar-estranho.html' title='O amor é um lugar estranho'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111646615869809700</id><published>2005-05-18T23:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T02:44:29.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Lost Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Ian%20Curtis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="347" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Ian%20Curtis.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ian Kevin Curtis suicidou-se há 25 anos. Enforcou-se com a corda da roupa na cozinha duma casa com o número 77 da Barton Street, em Macclesfield, nos subúrbios de Manchester. Deixou uma pequena nota escrita, depois de ter visto um filme de Werner Herzog e de ter ouvido um disco de Iggy Pop. Tinha 23 anos, epilepsia, um casamento desfeito e uma filha pequena, com um ano de idade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Joy Division&lt;/strong&gt; acabariam nesse instante. Na música e no mundo nada seria como dantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Ian%20Curtis%20Grave%20Stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Ian%20Curtis%20Grave%20Stone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111646615869809700?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111646615869809700/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111646615869809700' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111646615869809700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111646615869809700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/05/hes-lost-control.html' title='He&apos;s Lost Control'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111619859097286054</id><published>2005-05-16T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:16:44.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se mexe... Estará morto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não, estamos apenas ausentes. Temporariamente. Voltaremos em breve. &lt;a href="http://sitiodasaudade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Até já, está bem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111619859097286054?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111619859097286054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111619859097286054' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111619859097286054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111619859097286054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-se-mexe-estar-morto.html' title='Não se mexe... Estará morto?'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111352637445794007</id><published>2005-04-15T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T02:07:44.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem foi ao ar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E pronto. Os &lt;strong&gt;Tuxedomoon&lt;/strong&gt; estiveram na Casa das Artes, em Vila Nova de Famalicão, e no Fórum Lisboa, onde apresentaram o seu mais recente trabalho, &lt;em&gt;Cabin In The Sky, &lt;/em&gt;primeiro álbum de estúdio da banda após a recente reunião da sua formação original. &lt;a href="http://welcometoelsinore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carla de Elsinore&lt;/a&gt; esteve na Casa das Artes à mesma hora que os Tuxedomoon e guardou este olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/CasaDasArtesCdE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 366px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="255" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/CasaDasArtesCdE.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;© 2005 &lt;a href="http://welcometoelsinore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carla de Elsinore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111352637445794007?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111352637445794007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111352637445794007' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111352637445794007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111352637445794007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/04/quem-foi-ao-ar.html' title='Quem foi ao ar...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111223087688368607</id><published>2005-03-31T02:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T02:06:20.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Telegraficamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/The%20Good%20Son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/The%20Good%20Son.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Junho 2003 &lt;strong&gt;David Sylvian&lt;/strong&gt; publica &lt;em&gt;Blemish&lt;/em&gt; STOP Primeiro trabalho editado pela sua recém-criada etiqueta Samadhi Sound STOP Ano 2005 David regressa com &lt;em&gt;Good Son vs. The Only Daug&lt;/em&gt;hter STOP Álbum com remisturas &lt;em&gt;Blemish&lt;/em&gt; STOP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;DON’T STOP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Blemish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Blemish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111223087688368607?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111223087688368607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111223087688368607' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111223087688368607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111223087688368607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/03/telegraficamente.html' title='Telegraficamente'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111125735645049638</id><published>2005-03-19T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:31:24.983Z</updated><title type='text'>Vai tocar àquela porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/maomorta_hires1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="195" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/maomorta_hires1.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mais logo, pelas 22 horas, teremos &lt;strong&gt;Mão Morta&lt;/strong&gt; ao vivo no Castelo de Sines, num concerto integrado nas festividades da Semana da Juventude organizadas por aquele município. O colectivo de Braga, com mais de vinte anos no activo, apresentará a sua mais recente produção, o álbum &lt;em&gt;Nús&lt;/em&gt;, publicado o ano passado e eleito pelo jornal Blitz como o melhor do ano. &lt;em&gt;Nús&lt;/em&gt; foi feito em memória dos amigos desaparecidos pelos caminhos da vida e inspirado no poema &lt;em&gt;Howl&lt;/em&gt; do ícone da beat generation Allen Ginsberg (&lt;em&gt;Vi os melhores espíritos da minha geração destruídos pela loucura, esfomeados histéricos nús...&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pois que se abram as portas do castelo. As nossas boas-vindas a Adolfo Luxúria Canibal e sus muchachos (e muchacha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/maomorta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 209px" height="219" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/maomorta.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111125735645049638?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111125735645049638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111125735645049638' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111125735645049638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111125735645049638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/03/vai-tocar-quela-porta.html' title='Vai tocar àquela porta'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111111450785352248</id><published>2005-03-18T02:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-18T03:21:41.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Dias Atlânticos e flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="330" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Logo.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esta era a imagem gráfica do espaço &lt;strong&gt;Dias Atlânticos&lt;/strong&gt;. Foi brilhantemente concebida por uma designer argentina chamada Maria. A pedido de várias famílias, reproduzimos abaixo o convite que um dia desenhámos para uma das nossas festas. A Festa das Flores, que aconteceu a 8 de Maio de 1992. O convite rezava:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRONTO!&lt;br /&gt;OS DIAS ATLÂNTICOS&lt;br /&gt;TINHAM QUE FAZER&lt;br /&gt;UMA FESTA ASSIM.&lt;br /&gt;A CHEIRAR A MAIO&lt;br /&gt;E A FLORES.&lt;br /&gt;NA PRIMAVERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTÁ CONVIDADO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Flores1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 187px" height="211" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Flores1.jpg" width="418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As flores deste convite vão directamente para &lt;a href="http://sitiodasaudade.blogspot.com"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111111450785352248?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111111450785352248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111111450785352248' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111111450785352248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111111450785352248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/03/dias-atlnticos-e-flores.html' title='Dias Atlânticos e flores'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111110603501177030</id><published>2005-03-18T00:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-18T02:42:51.810Z</updated><title type='text'>O Pequeno Idiota</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="265" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Hotel.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pequeno idiota de que hoje aqui se fala chama-se Richard Melville Hall. Este pequeno idiota contemporâneo nasceu e cresceu na igualmente pequena cidade de Darien, no estado norte-americano do Connecticut. Ainda criança de tenra idade terão começado a chamar-lhe &lt;strong&gt;Moby&lt;/strong&gt;, pelo facto de Richard ser trisneto de Herman Melville, o escritor que escreveu sobre o homem e sobre a procura incessante do sentido da vida, numa obra chamada Moby Dick. Dick é ainda o diminutivo de Richard em língua inglesa (entre outros significados que, para o assunto em apreço, de nada interessam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moby tornar-se-ia notado em 1991 ao atingir o top ten britânico com &lt;em&gt;Go&lt;/em&gt;, um remix techno construído em cima de um tema original de Angelo Badalamenti chamado &lt;em&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;/em&gt;, tema principal da banda sonora da série televisiva com o mesmo nome, da autoria de David Lynch. Isto anda tudo ligado... Em seguida, Moby seria convidado para remisturar temas de autores e formações tão diversas como Michael Jackson, Pet Shop Boys, Brian Eno, Depeche Mode, Erasure, The B-52’s e Orbital. Do mainstream ao underground, sem distinção. Faria ainda &lt;em&gt;Animal Rights&lt;/em&gt;, um disco de heavy metal (?!) em linha com a sua militância vegan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moby veria chegar o sucesso em 1999, com a música de porcelana do álbum &lt;em&gt;Play&lt;/em&gt;, onde toca todos os instrumentos e assina todos os temas. Estima-se que &lt;em&gt;Play&lt;/em&gt; terá vendido cerca de 10 milhões de cópias no mundo inteiro, marca ainda mais notável se tivermos em linha de conta que &lt;em&gt;Play&lt;/em&gt; foi excluído das playlists das rádios mais influentes. Moby foi acusado de golpe publicitário ao ceder os direitos das canções de &lt;em&gt;Play&lt;/em&gt; para uso indiscriminado em diversos commercials e bandas sonoras de filmes e séries televisivas. A cena das crianças extraterrestres nos X-files de Mulder e Scully tem fundo sonoro de Moby. Tal como o anúncio publicitário da Super-Bock rodado no centro histórico de Guimarães. Na sequência de &lt;em&gt;Play&lt;/em&gt;, Moby surgiria em 2002 com &lt;em&gt;18&lt;/em&gt;, onde fala do pó de estrelas de que todos somos feitos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Na passada segunda-feira Moby estreou &lt;em&gt;Hotel&lt;/em&gt;. Mais uma vez, escreve todos os temas e toca todos os instrumentos, à excepção da bateria. O lançamento de &lt;em&gt;Hotel&lt;/em&gt; reveste-se de alguns aspectos insólitos e pouco habituais nestas andanças, como os protocolos estabelecidos por Moby com cadeias hoteleiras para a promoção do disco. A propósito de &lt;em&gt;Hotel&lt;/em&gt; diz Moby:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os hoteis fascinam-me pelo facto de serem espaços incrivelmente íntimos que são renovados a cada 24 horas de modo a manterem-se anónimos. As pessoas dormem em quartos de hotel, têm sexo em quartos de hotal, choram em quartos de hotel, iniciam e terminam relacionamentos em quartos de hotel... Mas de cada vez que entramos num hotel sentimos que somos o primeiro hóspede, que inauguramos aquele espaço e que ele se torna por momentos a nossa morada biológica. O que é de alguma forma análogo à condição humana. Na minha perspectiva, o que torna preciosa a nossa existência biológica é a sua relativa brevidade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/MobyHotel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="164" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/MobyHotel1.jpg" width="410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O multifacetado Moby publica os seus trabalhos gráficos através da etiqueta &lt;a href="www.thelittleidiot.com"&gt;Little Idiot&lt;/a&gt;. Moby é um génio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Moby"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111110603501177030?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111110603501177030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111110603501177030' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111110603501177030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111110603501177030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-pequeno-idiota.html' title='O Pequeno Idiota'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-111015110419913867</id><published>2005-03-06T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-15T02:20:40.970+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Num filme sempre pop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Kapa0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="352" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Kapa0391.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No início dos anos 90 aparecia em Portugal um dos mais interessantes projectos editoriais feitos entre nós. A revista &lt;strong&gt;Kapa&lt;/strong&gt;, dirigida por Miguel Esteves Cardoso, reunia na mesma redacção personalidades tão díspares com Miguel Esteves Cardoso, Pedro Rolo Duarte, Carlos Quevedo, António Barreto, Edgar Pêra, Pedro Ayres Magalhães, Manuel Hermínio Monteiro ou Maria Filomena Mónica. Não houve nada de semelhante, nem antes nem depois. Durante alguns anos a Kapa encantou-nos. Depois, acabou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas têm-me perguntado a razão de ser do nome deste weblog. &lt;strong&gt;Dias Atlânticos&lt;/strong&gt; é, primeiro que tudo, o nome de uma canção famosa de um grupo português, escrita em 1989. O grupo que a compôs, que se chamava originalmente Bananas e que viria mais tarde a arrendondar o nome para Ban, era formado por João Loureiro (sim, o senhor do Boavista), Ana Deus (mais tarde das Três Tristes Tigres), João Ferraz, Francisco Monteiro e Paulo Faro. Nas palavra de Ricardo Saló, os Ban foram o primeiro projecto pop a sério alguma vez concretizado em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o espiríto nesse filme sempre pop decidi chamar Dias Atlânticos a um espaço nocturno que nasceu para o mundo, no litoral alentejano, em 29 de Maio de 1991. Durou poucos anos mas encheu de noites a vida de muita gente. Naquele tempo, os regulamentos policiais impunham que os estabelecimentos nocturnos encerrassem às 4 da manhã. Por isso, quando a hora chegava, a música calava-se. Quando essa hora chegava o Al Berto deitava-se no pavimento da pista sem abandonar o seu copo de cerveja e gritava “JAP, põe David Bowie!”. E lá tínhamos direito a &lt;em&gt;Young Americans&lt;/em&gt; e a chatice com as forças da ordem. O pessoal da K também gostava dos Dias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Este blog é o herdeiro desse património. Num filme sempre pop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/DA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="336" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/DA1.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-111015110419913867?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/111015110419913867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=111015110419913867' title='33 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111015110419913867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/111015110419913867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/03/num-filme-sempre-pop.html' title='Num filme sempre pop...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110927381177678807</id><published>2005-02-24T19:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:43:49.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje estamos a ouvir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/001-Flaming%20Lips%20YBTPR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/001-Flaming%20Lips%20YBTPR.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Flaming Lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2002 Warner Bros. Records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... enquanto não chega o novo álbum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110927381177678807?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110927381177678807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110927381177678807' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110927381177678807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110927381177678807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/hoje-estamos-ouvir.html' title='Hoje estamos a ouvir...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110912733657914846</id><published>2005-02-22T23:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-23T03:16:23.680Z</updated><title type='text'>A Rosa Inglesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/fgwwfs1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/fgwwfs1983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Gardens Where We Feel Secure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virginia Astley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Capa da edição original (1983)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De vez em quando apetece-nos desenterrar um daqueles ossinhos há muito escondidos na terra húmida do quintal das traseiras. Para voltarmos a mordiscá-lo. Há ossos que não perdem o seu sabor, por muito tempo que permaneçam enterrados. Hoje veio à superfície um disco chamado &lt;em&gt;From Gardens Where We Feel Secure&lt;/em&gt;, primeiro trabalho de &lt;strong&gt;Virginia Astley&lt;/strong&gt;. Aquela a quem chamaram &lt;em&gt;the english rose&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publicado em 1983, &lt;em&gt;From Gardens Where We Feel Secure&lt;/em&gt; é a banda sonora de um dia de Verão, as memórias de infância de um dia passado no campo, da manhã até ao entardecer. Uma peça de estrutura clássica, assente em piano e flauta e marcada pela presença de sons da natureza, pássaros, sinos de igreja e toda a sorte de ruídos campestres que recriam a ambiência bucólica dum &lt;em&gt;picnic in the english countryside&lt;/em&gt;. Virginia Astley, compositora de formação clássica, flautista, teclista e soprano, fundava o género &lt;em&gt;pastoralia&lt;/em&gt;, cuja influência chegaria a lugares tão longínquos quanto The Orb ou Ultramarine (os autores do magnífico &lt;em&gt;United Kingdoms&lt;/em&gt;). Um género onde a música tem um encontro feliz com a poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astley cultivava o low profile e rodeava-se de uma reserva impenetrável. Avessa à exposição pública e ao universo pop, Astley publicou sempre através de pequenas e desconhecidas editoras. Produziria ainda mais dois álbuns da sua autoria e, através da sua ligação profissional a Ryuichi Sakamoto, viria a colaborar com David Sylvian para um dueto na canção &lt;em&gt;Some Small Hope&lt;/em&gt;. Apareceria ainda como consultora em trabalhos de Anna Domino, Martin Stephenson e Pete Townshend (líder dos The Who), seu cunhado. Em 1987, Virginia abandonaria definitivamente a carreira artística para se dedicar em exclusivo à educação da sua filha Florence, na qualidade de mãe solteira. Faria uma única aparição depois disso, em meados dos anos 90, ao lado de Kate St. John (que fez parte dos Dream Academy) e de Roger Eno (sim, o irmão de Brian Peter Jorge St. John Baptiste de la Salle Eno), curiosamente em Portugal. Depois, nada mais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Até há bem pouco tempo uma raridade quase impossível de adquirir, &lt;em&gt;From Gardens Where We Feel Secure&lt;/em&gt; foi reeditado recentemente pela Rough Trade, por ocasião do 25º. aniversário desta etiqueta. Esta reedição (2003) tem uma nova capa, pelo facto de se ter perdido o artwork do disco original. O encanto da música mantém-se. E o seu encontro feliz com a poesia acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/1061497135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/1061497135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110912733657914846?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110912733657914846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110912733657914846' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110912733657914846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110912733657914846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/rosa-inglesa.html' title='A Rosa Inglesa'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110892710506800557</id><published>2005-02-20T19:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-20T19:34:31.660Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/tuxedologo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 127px" height="122" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/tuxedologo.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Steven Brown vive no México, Peter Principle em New York, Blaine Reininger na Grécia e o trompetista holandês Luv Van Lieshout na Bélgica. Juntos, formam os &lt;strong&gt;Tuxedomoon&lt;/strong&gt;, banda nascida em 1977 na cidade de San Francisco e que é conhecida como a mais europeia de todos as bandas americanas. De berço new-wave e post-punk, a música dos Tuxedomoon é o resultado duma mágica experiência de laboratório realizada num cadinho onde cabem as mais diversas influências, desde o jazz de fusão até à música clássica. E mantendo sempre uma estreita ligação com outras formas de expressão artística, como o teatro, o cinema e o bailado, patente na componente visual das actuações do grupo. Entre inúmeros outros trabalhos, os Tuxedomoon compõem em 1982 a música para o bailado &lt;em&gt;Divine&lt;/em&gt; de Maurice Béjart e pouco depois mudam-se de armas e bagagens para Bruxelas, onde começam a trabalhar na banda sonora para a peça de teatro &lt;em&gt;Ghost Sonata&lt;/em&gt;, de August Strindberg, tornando-se das bandas mais influentes da cena &lt;em&gt;arty&lt;/em&gt; europeia. Seria assim até 1987, altura em que os TM suspendem a sua actividade enquanto grupo. Embora nunca oficialmente dissolvida, a banda manteve-se inactiva durante quase dez anos, ressurgindo no final dos anos 90 com espectáculos ao vivo e reedições de alguns trabalhos antigos, bandas sonoras e colectâneas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Junho de 2004, os Tuxedomoon regressam à edição de originais, com &lt;em&gt;Cabin In The Sky&lt;/em&gt;, considerado o seu primeiro álbum pop, trabalho que soa a um cruzamento entre a electrónica elegante e contemporânea dos Air com as paisagens calmas e ambientais de Brian Eno e Robert Fripp. Foi a tournée de promoção de &lt;em&gt;Cabin In The Sky&lt;/em&gt; que os trouxe a Portugal no passado mês de Novembro, para um espectáculo na cidade de Aveiro, por ocasião do Festival Sons em Trânsito. Voltam ao nosso país para mais dois espectáculos nos próximos dias 12 e 13 de Abril, respectivamente na Casa das Artes de Vila Nova de Famalicão e no Fórum Lisboa. A não perder, esta segunda oportunidade de descobrir a sonoridade e a performance multimedia dos Tuxedomoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/tuxedomoon-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/tuxedomoon-live.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;© Philippe Carly &lt;a href="http://www.newwavephotos.com"&gt;www.newwavephotos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110892710506800557?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110892710506800557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110892710506800557' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110892710506800557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110892710506800557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110875620365428609</id><published>2005-02-18T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:50:12.586Z</updated><title type='text'>É hoje que a casa vem abaixo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/muppiecoliseu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="300" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/muppiecoliseu.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hoje (quase) todos os caminhos vão dar ao Coliseu dos Recreios. A aposta está ganha: lotação esgotada para os Da Weasel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110875620365428609?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110875620365428609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110875620365428609' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110875620365428609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110875620365428609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/hoje-que-casa-vem-abaixo.html' title='É hoje que a casa vem abaixo'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110860653612268321</id><published>2005-02-17T02:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-17T02:30:28.243Z</updated><title type='text'>É hoje e mesmo aqui ao lado</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/ltg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/ltg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É já hoje à noite que &lt;strong&gt;The Legendary Tiger Man&lt;/strong&gt;, alter-ego de Paulo Furtado, apresenta o seu espectáculo em Sines, na Capela da Misericórdia, pelas 22 horas. Paulo Furtado, antigo membro dos Tédio Boys e líder dos Wraygunn, conta já com três álbuns a solo, &lt;em&gt;Naked Blues&lt;/em&gt; (2002), &lt;em&gt;Fuck Christmas, I Got The Blues&lt;/em&gt; (2003) e o CD de remisturas &lt;em&gt;In Cold Blood&lt;/em&gt; (2004), para além de um sucesso assinalável. As suas prestações ao vivo têm uma componente visual muito forte, que se associa à atmosfera sexual libertada pelo som bluesy da música do tigre. O &lt;em&gt;mais sexy meio tigre&lt;/em&gt;, como é classificado pela cantora americana Peaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Há dois aspectos curiosos e bizarros para os quais não encontro explicação. Em primeiro lugar, não consigo entender porque motivo o espectáculo teve divulgação nula, só sendo possível confirmar a sua realização no site do músico e na própria sala em que aquele vai decorrer. Em segundo lugar, a Capela da Misericórdia é um espaço muito respeitável mas cuja capacidade não excede cinquenta lugares (assim por alto). Será que estava tudo pensado? Não se divulga porque a sala é pequena? Estranho, muito estranho... Da próxima vez vou disponibilizar a minha casa junto da Câmara Municipal de Sines para a realização de iniciativas semelhantes. Embora esteja situada num concelho diferente, a malta pode estar à vontade, dispõe de casa de banho e ainda pode ir à cozinha beber água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110860653612268321?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860653612268321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110860653612268321' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110860653612268321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110860653612268321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/hoje-e-mesmo-aqui-ao-lado.html' title='É hoje e mesmo aqui ao lado'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110860228851651370</id><published>2005-02-17T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:44:50.086Z</updated><title type='text'>Tesourando</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/scissor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/scissor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scissor Sisters&lt;/em&gt; é uma expressão da gíria inglesa usada para designar um tipo particular de posição sexual praticada por lésbicas, que procuramos demonstrar pedagogicamente na ilustração acima. Para a referir também se pode utilizar o gerúndio &lt;em&gt;scissoring&lt;/em&gt;, que vai dar ao mesmo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/SSlogopink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/SSlogopink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scissor Sisters&lt;/strong&gt; foi o nome escolhido em 2001 por quatro rapazes e uma rapariga para a banda que decidiram formar, saída directamente da cena gay e drag de New York, incorporando elementos teatrais e do burlesco particularmente notáveis nas suas actuações ao vivo. O grupo tornou-se conhecido no ano que passou surpreendendo toda a gente com a sua sonoridade retro e divertida, combinando influências que vão de Elton John aos Bee Gees e de David Bowie aos Supertramp. Após o lançamento do primeiro single, &lt;em&gt;Laura&lt;/em&gt;, ainda em 2003, seguir-se-ia já em 2004 uma subversiva interpretação do tema &lt;em&gt;Comfortably Numb&lt;/em&gt;, dos Pink Floyd, a que não se pode chamar (a bem dizer) uma &lt;em&gt;cover version&lt;/em&gt;. Trata-se de uma reinvenção: a canção original está absolutamente irreconhecível por baixo das roupagens disco-sound de lantejoulas tremeluzentes com que foi brilhantemente arranjada. O álbum de estreia homónimo, &lt;em&gt;Scissor Sisters&lt;/em&gt;, chega rapidamente ao topo da lista britânica de vendas, com mais de um milhão e meio de cópias vendidas no reino de Sua Majestade. Do álbum serão ainda extraídos os singles &lt;em&gt;Mary&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Filthy/Gorgeous&lt;/em&gt; e o fabuloso &lt;em&gt;Take Your Mama Out&lt;/em&gt;, a fazer lembrar o som mellow dos Doobie Brothers. Sem esquecer o delicioso &lt;em&gt;Tits On The Radio&lt;/em&gt;, onde os Scissor referem o facto de a rádio não permitir a observação de certos aspectos da fisiologia feminina (coisa que também me arrelia). A música dos Scissor Sisters é um divertimento para a alma e uma alegria para os sentidos. E para o pézinho também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na quarta-feira da semana passada, no Earl’s Court de Londres, os Scissors Sisters arrebataram todos os Brit Awards das categorias internacionais, pela primeira vez nos 25 anos de história do certame, conquistando os prémios de Melhor Grupo Internacional, Melhor Revelação Internacional e Melhor Álbum Internacional. Os nossos entusiásticos parabéns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/scissorbrit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 343px" height="338" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/scissorbrit.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scissor Sisters ao vivo nos Brit Awards - 9/02/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/4249031.stm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BBC News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; World Edition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110860228851651370?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110860228851651370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110860228851651370' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110860228851651370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110860228851651370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/tesourando.html' title='Tesourando'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110833629931285387</id><published>2005-02-13T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-13T23:46:46.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Sem Sela</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Bareback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="308" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Bareback.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os &lt;strong&gt;Tindersticks&lt;/strong&gt; acabam de publicar &lt;em&gt;Bareback&lt;/em&gt;, o seu tão aguardado primeiro DVD, cujo lançamento tem vindo a ser sucessivamente anunciado e adiado desde o Outono de 2004. Inclui todos os vídeos da banda de Nottingham, à excepção de &lt;em&gt;No More Affairs&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Dying Slowly&lt;/em&gt;. Na verdade não se trata de uma colecção de videoclips, mas sim de nove curtas metragens realizadas por Martin Wallace, em torno dos temas &lt;em&gt;City Sickness&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Travelling Light&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Bathtime&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Rented Rooms&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Can We Start Again?&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Can Our Love&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Dont Ever Get Tired&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Sometimes It Hurts&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;The Art Of Lovemaking&lt;/em&gt;. O DVD não possui um menu explícito, aparecendo apenas o burro estilizado que é imagem de marca dos Tindersticks desde o álbum &lt;em&gt;Donkeys&lt;/em&gt; (1998). Os filmes são seleccionados clicando em diferentes zonas do corpo do burro (pernas, cabeça, cauda) e ainda no pequeno montículo de bosta. Para os mais sagazes, existem ainda alguns extras ocultos. Para aqueles que gostam de partir à descoberta de coisas obscuras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110833629931285387?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110833629931285387/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110833629931285387' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110833629931285387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110833629931285387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/sem-sela.html' title='Sem Sela'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110816606230110855</id><published>2005-02-11T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-12T00:04:01.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go! Ready, Set, Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/daweasel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 384px; HEIGHT: 93px" height="94" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/daweasel.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Volta e meia acontece, a conspiração dá-se. Re-Definições é o melhor trabalho nacional de 2004 e é ainda campeão de vendas (atingindo a marca de disco de platina em período recessivo). Arrumando, de caminho, com o Best Portuguese Act dos MTV European Music Awards, fazendo convergir à uma público, indústria e crítica. Os &lt;strong&gt;Da Weasel&lt;/strong&gt; estão de parabéns. Por nos darem o flow urbano da nossa suburbia, a música que liberta quem sufoca no bairro, o som que leva pais e filhos aos concertos. ‘Tá-se bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 18 em Lisboa e a 26 no Porto, as doninhas enfrentam a prova de fogo dos Coliseus, quando se completam dez anos de existência do grupo. Como eles dizem, &lt;em&gt;para dar um mimo a todo o pessoal que nos acompanha desde sempre, bem como aquele que apareceu nos últimos anos&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Tás a sentir?&lt;br /&gt;Uma página de história,&lt;br /&gt;Um pedaço da tua glória&lt;br /&gt;Que vai passar a breve memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110816606230110855?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110816606230110855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110816606230110855' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110816606230110855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110816606230110855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/lets-go-ready-set-go.html' title='Let&apos;s Go! Ready, Set, Go!'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110808385320709281</id><published>2005-02-11T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-11T01:39:56.673Z</updated><title type='text'>Spoken Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/ur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 270px" height="255" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/ur.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ursula Desiré Rucker. A poetisa de Philadelphia, da tradição oral urbana, prolongada da rua para o palco. A mulher que usa a song-speak para falar da mulher, de amor, de sexo, da cultura negra, de política, da violência, do sofrimento e da dor. Que depois envolve as suas palavras com a alma da soul, do nu-jazz e do hip-hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já se havia cruzado com os Silent Poets, King Britt, Josh Wink, The Roots e, mais tarde, com os 4 Hero (com quem mantém colaboração regular). Em 2001, a militante edita o seu álbum de estreia, &lt;em&gt;Supa Sista&lt;/em&gt;. Na contracapa uma citação de Rainer Maria Rilke: uma &lt;em&gt;obra de arte é boa se brotou da necessidade&lt;/em&gt;. Em 2003, &lt;strong&gt;Ursula Rucker&lt;/strong&gt; regressa com &lt;em&gt;Silver Or Lead&lt;/em&gt;, outro álbum de palavras faladas (onde conta com o apoio de Little Louie Vega e dos Jazzanova), &lt;em&gt;...dedicated to all women... mothers, lesbians, activists, wives and self-proclaimed bitches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good enough to fuck but,&lt;br /&gt;not good enough to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/urucker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/urucker1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar da crueza presente no sentido das palavras inteligentes de Rucker, a música que a acompanha é de uma sonoridade doce e agradável, quase &lt;em&gt;casual&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esteve em Portugal já por duas vezes, a primeira vez no final de 2003, actuando no Teatro Sá da Bandeira e, depois em 2004, para espectáculos no Porto, Lisboa e Figueira da Foz. Era bom que voltasse. E já agora, com um novo disco...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/urucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="224" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/urucker.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be called a muse&lt;br /&gt;Which is just a synonym for use&lt;br /&gt;Put upon pedestals&lt;br /&gt;Dainty and protected&lt;br /&gt;And because of that disrespected&lt;br /&gt;Victorianized&lt;br /&gt;Made a paradox of famous anonymity&lt;br /&gt;Left to go insane with too much femininity&lt;br /&gt;Staring at yellow wallpaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in What a Woman Must Do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110808385320709281?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110808385320709281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110808385320709281' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110808385320709281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110808385320709281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/spoken-word.html' title='Spoken Word'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110790302788991233</id><published>2005-02-08T22:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-09T00:59:40.713Z</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Be Adored</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/flash27_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 115px" height="116" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/flash27_big.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dia, um amigo meu na casa dos cinquenta e muitos, quadro superior duma grande empresa, apanha-me no corredor e, segurando no meu braço, coloca um ar grave e sussura-me ao ouvido: &lt;em&gt;chega aqui só um bocadinho...&lt;/em&gt; Faz-me entrar no seu enorme gabinete, fechando a porta atrás de mim. Em silêncio, dirige-se à sua secretária e estende-me uma página impressa, com ar de quem me vai colocar perante um grande segredo. No cabeçalho da folha podia ler-se &lt;em&gt;The best british albums of the last 50 years&lt;/em&gt;. Apontando para o primeiro lugar da lista, pergunta-me com o ar inquisidor de quem foi apanhado de surpresa: &lt;em&gt;Quem são estes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Volta e meia a BBC Radio apela aos seus ouvintes para que procedam à escolha dos melhores álbuns de todos os tempos. Invariavelmente, a lista lá vai alinhando os velhos clássicos de sempre, entremeados com o que de novo e notável vem surgindo: Beatles, Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Van Morrison, Clash, Smiths, U2, Nirvana, Pixies, Massive Attack, Radiohead, etc. Em 2002 surge uma surpresa: a entrada directa e inesperada para o lugar cimeiro da lista, do álbum de estreia dos &lt;strong&gt;Stone Roses&lt;/strong&gt;, homónimo, publicado em 1989. Esta escolha seria confirmada em 2004 numa votação conduzida pelo &lt;a href="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/"&gt;The Observer Music Monthly&lt;/a&gt; entre cerca de uma centena de músicos e críticos. A música doce e rebelde dos Stone Roses eclodia de repente e de novo, da cave escura da memória colectiva. Para tanta gente achar o mesmo, por algum motivo havia de ser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando a poeira assenta, começa-se a ver o fundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/stoneroses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/stoneroses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110790302788991233?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110790302788991233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110790302788991233' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110790302788991233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110790302788991233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-wanna-be-adored.html' title='I Wanna Be Adored'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110789402038758861</id><published>2005-02-08T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:45:45.370Z</updated><title type='text'>Estátuas colossais</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/ymg.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/ymg.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kouros é uma palavra do grego antigo que significa jovem varão. Era também o nome dado às estátuas esculpidas em mármore nas ilhas gregas de Paros e Samos a partir do século VII a.C., representando jovens guerreiros de braços ao longo do corpo e de punhos cerrados, muito à moda de Creta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 1980, à moda de coisa nenhuma e em plena era pós-punk, três jovens galeses de Cardiff, Stuart Moxham, Phil Moxham e Alison Staton, atiram-nos displicentemente com uma mão cheia de canções melódicas e minimalistas, gravadas em quatro dias. Como reacção a tudo o que faz(ia) sucesso, num único álbum (único) chamado &lt;em&gt;Colossal Youth&lt;/em&gt;, com assinatura dos &lt;strong&gt;Young Marble Giants&lt;/strong&gt;. Foram anunciados como o futuro do rock’n’roll e não é possível enumerar até onde vão as influências que deixaram (Portishead, Nirvana, REM, David Byrne, &lt;em&gt;you name it...&lt;/em&gt;). Tão depressa chegam como partem. Durante mais de vinte anos não voltaríamos a ter notícias deles, mas não deixámos de ouvir deles, através dos outros. Há pouco mais de um ano reuniram-se num programa na BBC Radio do País de Gales. Hoje, quase ninguém sabe quem foram e o que fizeram. Mesmo na sua própria terra. Mas é possível reconhecê-los no trabalho que muitos outros fazem e que apreciamos. Num livro sobre arquitectura grega as estátuas de Kouros são descritas desta forma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A colossal state of youth: young marble giants greeted the sailor as he entered the home stretch to Athens. Two basic intuitions of Greek art – tensed vitality and geometric structuring – are as yet disunited; the sculptor partly carves, partly maps an abstract concept of human form onto the rectangular block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia, não é fácil encontrar o único álbum dos Young Marble Giants, &lt;em&gt;Colossal Youth&lt;/em&gt;. Mas se tiver oportunidade, não deixe de ouvir. Irá perceber que há coisas fundamentais que estiveram sempre ali. Aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110789402038758861?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110789402038758861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110789402038758861' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110789402038758861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110789402038758861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/esttuas-colossais.html' title='Estátuas colossais'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110765006862266502</id><published>2005-02-05T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-06T01:12:47.526Z</updated><title type='text'>Collapsing New Buildings *</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/NEPM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/NEPM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por medo ou por prudência (que é outra maneira de dizer o mesmo), passamos a vida a acreditar que as coisas mais desejadas não vão acontecer e que o pior do mundo não vai mudar. Quase invariavelmente, mais tarde ou mais cedo a realidade acaba por nos demonstrar o contrário, quer nas pequenas como nas grandes coisas (facto que recorrentemente teimamos em esquecer). O Iraque votou e os &lt;strong&gt;Einstürzende Neubauten&lt;/strong&gt; vêm a Lisboa. Os autores de &lt;em&gt;Tabula Rasa&lt;/em&gt; e artífices do som industrial alemão sobem ao palco do CCB no próximo dia 12 de Abril, para um concerto único integrado na digressão comemorativa do seu 25º aniversário (sim, o tempo passa...). Espera-se o destaque especial para &lt;em&gt;Perpetuum Mobile&lt;/em&gt;, álbum de 2004, bem como uma retrospectiva de toda a carreira do grupo, conhecido pela utilização de ferramentas e outros artefactos oficinais no lugar de instrumentos musicais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Einstürzende Neubauten vertido para inglês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110765006862266502?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110765006862266502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110765006862266502' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110765006862266502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110765006862266502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/collapsing-new-buildings.html' title='Collapsing New Buildings *'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110756046413268752</id><published>2005-02-04T23:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-05T01:45:28.630Z</updated><title type='text'>Epitáfio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/ElliottSmith.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="228" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/ElliottSmith.1.jpg" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Stephen Paul Smith nasceu no Nebraska em 6 de Agosto de 1969. Gostava da música dos Beatles, não gostava do seu nome de baptismo. Por isso, quando entrou para o liceu, decidiu passar a chamar-se Elliott. Estudou piano e guitarra e, após uma breve passagem por bandas punk, depressa se tornou numa pequena mas cintilante estrela do indie-rock norte-americano, com os álbuns &lt;em&gt;Roman Candle&lt;/em&gt; (1994), &lt;em&gt;Elliott Smith&lt;/em&gt; (1995) e &lt;em&gt;Either/Or&lt;/em&gt; (1997). Em 1997, &lt;strong&gt;Elliott Smith&lt;/strong&gt; muda-se para New York, cidade onde Gus Van Sant o convida para fazer a banda sonora do filme “O Bom Rebelde”, (aquele em que Matt Damon faz de menino prodígio problemático com queda para a matemática e Robin Williams de psicólogo atormentado). O tema principal da banda sonora, &lt;em&gt;Miss Misery&lt;/em&gt;, viria a ser nomeado para o Óscar de Melhor Canção Original de 1998, projectando a música de Elliott Smith para as audiências mainstream. Elliott estaria presente na cerimónia de entrega dos Óscares, subindo ao palco do Shrine Auditorium antes da actuação de Celine Dion (com &lt;em&gt;My Heart Will Go On&lt;/em&gt;, de “Titanic”), naquilo que descreveria como um dos momentos mais estranhos da sua vida: foi &lt;em&gt;como tomar um comprimido que não se dissolvesse, uma coisa que não se assimila&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda em 1998, assinaria contrato com a editora de Hollywood DreamWorks Records, através da qual viria a editar o álbum &lt;em&gt;XO&lt;/em&gt; (forma abreviada de executive officer), considerado por muitos como a sua melhor obra, e &lt;em&gt;Figure 8&lt;/em&gt;, já em 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Apesar da tristeza que perpassa pela sua música, Elliott Smith não acolhia a ideia de que as suas canções fossem frágeis ou reveladoras. &lt;em&gt;Não são o meu diário e não pretendem ser nada de intímo ou confessional. Lá por umas vezes me sentir muito feliz com qualquer coisa e outras vezes terrivelmente deprimido, não quer dizer que se passe alguma coisa de errado comigo! É mau que as pessoas só reparem no lado triste das minhas canções...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A música de Elliott Smith, embora intimista e angustiada, era reconfortante e fazia a tristeza parecer bela (reconhecendo-se as influências de autores como Alex Chilton e Nick Drake), chegando mesmo a assumir contornos épicos nos momentos mais exuberantes do seu reportório. Smith era justamente considerado como um dos mais dotados songwriters da sua geração, capaz de mudar a nossa vida apenas com um sussurro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elliott Smith foi encontrado sem vida pela sua namorada, na cozinha do apartamento que ambos partilhavam no Echo Park de Los Angeles, na manhã do dia 22 de Outubro de 2003. Apresentava um profundo golpe no peito, auto-infligido com uma faca. Tinha 34 anos e trabalhava no seu sexto álbum, &lt;em&gt;From a Basement on the Hill&lt;/em&gt;. Registo que viria a ser publicado um ano depois da sua morte, em Outubro de 2004. O último legado de Elliott Smith e uma obra ímpar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/FBOTH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="56" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/FBOTH.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110756046413268752?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110756046413268752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110756046413268752' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110756046413268752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110756046413268752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/epitfio.html' title='Epitáfio'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110738874947530907</id><published>2005-02-02T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-03T00:18:24.210Z</updated><title type='text'>É fresquinho, é do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="MyWindow=window.open('http://jornalblog.cjb.net/','MyWindow','toolbar=yes,location=yes,directories=yes,status=yes,menubar=yes,scrollbars=1,resizable=yes,width=,height=')"&gt;&lt;img src="http://geocities.yahoo.com.br/estrelinha_shopping/imagens/button/trgb.jpg" border="0" null="http://jornalblog.cjb.net" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;O weblog Dias Atlânticos é destaque do dia na &lt;a href="http://jornalblog.cjb.net/"&gt;Gazeta do Blogueiro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Esperamos continuar à altura. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110738874947530907?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110738874947530907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110738874947530907' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110738874947530907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110738874947530907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/fresquinho-do-dia.html' title='É fresquinho, é do dia'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110729815046225079</id><published>2005-02-01T22:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-01T22:52:19.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Bichanos de Estimação!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="218" src="http://programas.rtp.pt/EPG/radio/imagens/1694_Coyote.jpg" width="189" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companheiros fiéis, sempre bem dispostos, sem nos recriminarem as nossas más atitudes, e maus humores, são os bichos de estimação que me tem feito mais companhia até por causa dos dias frios,(ventos atlânticos?-nãã!), o Coyote elaborado pelo Sr.Pedro Costa na Antena 3, e os sete Cisnes do Sufjan Stevens! A curiosidade de descobrir coisas novas e os patinhos feios a transformarem-se sempre!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             &lt;img src="http://pitchforkmedia.com/record-reviews/images/s/stevens_sufjan/seven-swans.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110729815046225079?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110729815046225079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110729815046225079' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110729815046225079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110729815046225079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/02/bichanos-de-estimao.html' title='Bichanos de Estimação!!!'/><author><name>LS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03537610129384161144</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110704595728357508</id><published>2005-01-30T01:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T03:05:48.606Z</updated><title type='text'>I absolutely love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bowiewonderworld.com/images/photos/90s/dbfr1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o homem camaleão. David Robery Jones, nascido em 8 de Janeiro de 1947, nascia para o mundo em 1969 com &lt;em&gt;Space Oddity&lt;/em&gt;, com a história do homem enviado para o espaço que nos observava de longe, alegadamente um relato na primeira pessoa acerca da sua própria experiência com drogas duras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is Ground Control to Major Tom&lt;br /&gt;You've really made the grade&lt;br /&gt;And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anos depois, em 1980, respondia-se a si próprio com &lt;em&gt;Ashes To Ashes&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My mother said to get things done&lt;br /&gt;You'd better not mess with Major Tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;David Bowie já foi quase tudo, da figura andrógina Ziggy Stardust a herói em &lt;em&gt;Heroes&lt;/em&gt;, passando pela personagem do Homem Elefante. E em "The Hunger", num dos mais belos filmes de sempre, onde foi o amante da vampira encarnada por Catherine Deneuve (lembram-se, com a música dos Bauhaus a ilustrar a famosa cena de abertura, das mais sensuais que se já viu...). Ainda em "Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence" de Nagisa Oshima, onde contracena com Ryuichi Sakamoto (escuso de lembrar a intervenção de David Sylvian na banda sonora). E logo a seguir no filme "Absolute Begginers", de Julien Temple (o mítico realizador de "The Great Rock'n'Roll Swindle"), onde Bowie empresta a voz ao tema principal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É escusado e redundante falar da música de David Bowie. Há coisas que estão para além do tempo, do tempo que passa por nós, aquele que medimos dia a dia e que às vezes mede os nossos dias. Talvez valha a pena colocar as novas questões de sempre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Bowie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Bowie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you like girls or boys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's confusing these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110704595728357508?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110704595728357508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110704595728357508' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110704595728357508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110704595728357508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-absolutely-love-you.html' title='I absolutely love you'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110703541927743077</id><published>2005-01-29T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-29T22:13:55.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Procura-se e... </title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="250" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Portishead.jpg" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gozam de um halo mítico à sua volta, desde que apareceram no início dos anos noventa do século passado. Editaram apenas dois álbuns de originais (&lt;em&gt;Dummy&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;Portishead&lt;/em&gt;), bastantes para os guindar à condição de referência musical incontornável. Os cérebros dos &lt;strong&gt;Portishead&lt;/strong&gt; são Geoff Barrow (natural da pequena cidade portuária de Portis Head) e Beth Gibbons, a dona da voz frágil e tímida que nos embala em canções sofridas como &lt;em&gt;Sour Times&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;All Mine&lt;/em&gt; ou ainda no registo pseudo-cabaret de &lt;em&gt;Seven Months&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Em 1994 os Portishead deixavam cair a primeira gota do seu néctar, vertendo no mesmo copo cool jazz, acid house e bandas sonoras de filmes imaginários. O álbum chamava-se &lt;em&gt;Dummy&lt;/em&gt; e obteve um inesperado sucesso, vindo a receber o prémio britânico Mercury Music Prize, à frente dos Oasis, Blur e PJ Harvey. De estilo indefinível, a música atmosférica, escura e feérica dos Portishead vagueava algures entre o cool avant-garde de Tricky e os ritmos frios dos Massive Attack. Em conjunto, seriam considerados os inventores do trip-hop, o som gerado na cidade inglesa de Bristol. Teríamos que esperar por 1997 para recebermos o seu segundo álbum, &lt;em&gt;Portishead&lt;/em&gt;, um trabalho ainda mais sombrio e profundo. Seguido em 1998 de &lt;em&gt;PNYC&lt;/em&gt;, gravação ao vivo de um espectáculo one-off dos Portishead acompanhados por uma orquestra de 35 músicos, perante uma multidão extasiada no Roseland Ballroom de New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem, para além de virem a actuar ao vivo pela primeira vez após um hiato de 7 anos, no próximo dia 19 de Fevereiro, na Bristol Academy (onde também estarão pela primeira vez em palco ao lado dos Massive Attack), num concerto de solidariedade para com as vítimas do maremoto do sudoeste asiático, os Portishead vão editar um novo álbum. Geoff Barrow acaba de desvendar em entrevista à BBC que os Portishead se encontram desde há algum tempo a gravar o seu terceiro álbum de originais. São excelentes notícias, para um ano que ainda agora começou, mas já cheio de coisas surpreendentes. E que promete revelar ainda mais surpresas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110703541927743077?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110703541927743077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110703541927743077' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110703541927743077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110703541927743077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/procura-se-e.html' title='Procura-se e... '/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110677000323790650</id><published>2005-01-26T20:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T23:28:11.650Z</updated><title type='text'>Senhoras e senhores, Groovekid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Gkidurbanstylemusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Gkidurbanstylemusic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;O weblog Dias Atlânticos tem um novo colaborador, o DJ &lt;strong&gt;Groovekid&lt;/strong&gt;. Neste espaço estão agora representadas várias gerações de DJs. Diferentes gostos e sensibilidades, a bem da diversidade, mas com um traço em comum: o gosto pela música. Façam o favor de lhe dar as boas-vindas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110677000323790650?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110677000323790650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110677000323790650' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110677000323790650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110677000323790650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/senhoras-e-senhores-groovekid.html' title='Senhoras e senhores, Groovekid'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110669931729396620</id><published>2005-01-26T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T01:01:51.223Z</updated><title type='text'>I live for the applause!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 327px; HEIGHT: 374px" height="362" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/DivineComedy.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso: sou absolutamente fanático por tudo o que este senhor produz. Chama-se Neil Hannon, nasceu na Irlanda do Norte há cerca de trinta e cinco anos e veio ao mundo para nos encantar e para nos infernizar. Neil tem o toque de Midas e é o génio por trás dos &lt;strong&gt;Divine Comedy&lt;/strong&gt;, uma formação de geometria variável que se ajusta à medida certa dos caprichos e inspirações do seu criador. Já toda a gente ouviu pelo menos um tema dos Divine Comedy, mesmo que não o saiba. A sua música faz parte do património genético-cultural de que somos portadores, facto que se (re)descobre no instante em que os ouvimos pela primeira vez. E se volta a descobrir em todas as vezes seguintes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Hannon não passa de um incorrigível romântico, disfarçado de snob cínico, na melhor tradição britânica. Um humilde e envergonhado menino prodígio que exclama de forma exuberante um obsceno &lt;em&gt;- I live for the applause!&lt;/em&gt; perante a esmagadora audiência do London Palladium, ao mesmo tempo que omite descaradamente a palavra &lt;em&gt;arse&lt;/em&gt; na referência à dimensão dos traseiros das hospedeiras aéreas, no verso &lt;em&gt;...but it’s hard to get by when your arse is the size of a small country&lt;/em&gt;, do tema &lt;em&gt;National Express&lt;/em&gt;. Um comboio onde todos viajamos, sofremos e sorrimos. Para além da melhor música que se tem feito, este senhor tem também escrito da melhor poesia que se tem ouvido, profusamente ilustrada com referências literárias eruditas e verdades amargas comuns. E ainda canta admiravelmente. Enquanto toca displicentemente uma série de instrumentos musicais e conduz as orquestras que o acompanham (Neil Hannon é o cérebro do projecto &lt;em&gt;Punishing Kiss&lt;/em&gt;, de Ute Lemper, que reuniu à mesma mesa Tom Waits, Elvis Costello, Philip Glass, Scott Walker e Nick Cave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando se voltar a enviar uma cápsula para o espaço contendo registos que caracterizem a espécie humana, bastará lá colocar um disco dos Divine Comedy para que todos fiquemos adequadamente retratados. No que todos temos de comédia e de drama, no que vivemos de ilusão e de dissabor, no que somos de sofisticado e de simples. De humano. Com a miséria e a grandiloquência com que só Neil Hannon é capaz de vestir o que faz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110669931729396620?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110669931729396620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110669931729396620' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110669931729396620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110669931729396620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-live-for-applause.html' title='I live for the applause!'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110635307679329891</id><published>2005-01-21T23:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T00:27:06.063Z</updated><title type='text'>A linguagem é um vírus...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/LaurieAndersonB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 269px" height="258" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/LaurieAndersonB.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, há quem me peça conselhos (vá-se lá saber porquê...). Outras vezes dou-os sem mos pedirem. Nos próximos dias 6 e 7 de Maio, &lt;strong&gt;Laurie Anderson&lt;/strong&gt; vem a Portugal. Actuar ao vivo no Teatro Nacional de São João, por ocasião do &lt;strong&gt;Codex - Festival de Músicas&lt;/strong&gt;. Façam-vos um favor: larguem tudo o que estiverem a fazer, enterrem o cansaço da semana, esqueçam a falta de disposição e as agruras da vida e rumem à Invicta. Não percam este precioso momento. Até lá eu explico porquê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110635307679329891?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110635307679329891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110635307679329891' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110635307679329891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110635307679329891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/linguagem-um-vrus.html' title='A linguagem é um vírus...'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734129.post-110618110005410940</id><published>2005-01-19T23:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-20T13:30:19.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Chemicals between us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/thechemicalbrotherslogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="129" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/thechemicalbrotherslogo.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma sirene no ar anuncia o raide iminente. Os corpos agitam-se. Toque e deixe-se tocar. Não há muralha ou abrigo que lhe valha. O ataque chega em doses maciças. Obsidiante. Sinta a batida, frenética e primordial, pura e despida. Dispa-se. Não se ressinta se sentir que ressoa... ao suar. Pelo corpo todo, agitado. É químico. E definitivamente físico. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nascidos dos esteios erguidos por grupos como os Public Enemy, Cabaret Voltaire, Beastie Boys, My Bloody Valentine, Renegade Soundwave, &lt;strong&gt;The Chemical Brothers &lt;/strong&gt;surgem em 1992 nos clubes alternativos de Manchester (&lt;em&gt;Hi, nice to meet you&lt;/em&gt;, Madchester para os amigos), então a capital musical do mundo. A mesma cidade que viu nascer Ian Curtis e os Joy Division, Morrisey e os Smiths, a Factory, que via agora eclodir o &lt;em&gt;electro-sound&lt;/em&gt;, o primado dos ritmos e da batida, trazidos pelos novos emissários, os grupos onde os DJs eram autores: Underworld, Prodigy, The Orb, 808 State. Como os Chemical Brothers, quimicamente instáveis, prontos a reagir sem catalisador, misturando ingredientes de acid-house, hip-hop, inventando o big beat. Provocando a agitação dos corpos nas raves nocturnas de Blackburn e em catedrais míticas como a Hacienda e o Chicago Warehouse ou no Naked Under Leather (clube tão interessante quanto o seu nome sugere). A mesma fórmula química que havia de inspirar Fatboy Slim (nas suas próprias palavras).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/CB4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="333" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/CB4.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Formado pela dupla Ed Simons e Tom Rowlands, os Chemical Brothers publicaram e remisturaram regularmente ao longo de dez anos, firmando a sua reputação. Sendo as vozes principais num grupo sem cantor de serviço, foram completando o puzzle por via de convidados ilustres como Noel Gallagher (Oasis), Bobby Gillespie (Primal Scream), Hope Sandoval (Mazzy Star), Bernard Sumner (New Order), Jonathan Donahue (Mercury Rev) , Wayne Coyne (Flaming Lips) e Beth Orton. Quando não havia cantor, era servido o techno adrenalinizado, ao melhor estilo &lt;em&gt;fucking with formats&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Numa altura em que a cena de dança inglesa perde fulgor (a categoria &lt;em&gt;Best Dance Act&lt;/em&gt; foi este ano, pela primeira vez, excluída dos Brits Awards, dada a alegada perda de ímpeto daquele género musical), os Chemical Brothers regressam com &lt;strong&gt;Push The Button&lt;/strong&gt;, o quinto álbum de originais da formação, com estreia mundial no próximo dia 24 de Janeiro. Procurando inverter aquela tendência, apostam forte numa reinvenção de si próprios, com canções onde se reconhece as traves mestras do som químico e a exploração de novas paragens. Na lista das &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;guest stars&lt;/em&gt; encontramos Q Tip (A Tribe Called Quest), Tom Burgess (Charlatans) e Anwar Superstar. O single de estreia é &lt;em&gt;Galvanize&lt;/em&gt;, que já rola por aí, mas recomendamos vivamente que não impeçam o corpo de se agitar com &lt;em&gt;Surface To Air&lt;/em&gt;, que já tivemos o privilégio de apreciar (passem à frente de &lt;em&gt;Left Right&lt;/em&gt;). Como diz Pete, um amigo meu, &lt;em&gt;now they’re older and wiser than back then. But, hey… what do I know? I’m just a guy from Manchester&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/1024/Pushthebutton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" height="230" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/241/1509/320/Pushthebutton.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't run. You can't hide. Let's push the button.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Play loud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quem repara nessas coisas não vai deixar de registar que neste álbum existe um claro conflito entre forma e conteúdo: não obstante a excelente música que contém, Push The Button é desde já um forte candidato ao prémio de pior capa do ano. Mas a temporada ainda vai no início e o género humano nunca cessa de nos surpreender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734129-110618110005410940?l=diasatlanticos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/feeds/110618110005410940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734129&amp;postID=110618110005410940' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110618110005410940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734129/posts/default/110618110005410940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diasatlanticos.blogspot.com/2005/01/chemicals-between-us.html' title='Chemicals between us'/><author><name>JAP</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17262906412560161883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6943/490/1600/JAPLogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
