Friday, November 27, 2009

Twisted Nerve; Bernard Herrmann

Yesterday I mentioned “Twisted Nerve”, so today I’ll talk about it.

On the contrary to what many people think, this song is not from the Kill Bill movie, where it became world famous, at least among the young generation. “Twisted Nerve” was created by Bernard Herrmann for the film of the same name directed by Roy Boulting in 1968. The melody of the whistling in question is the main theme in the Boulting’s film. I haven't watched any of both films, so I think the “whistling scene” is only one in each film. If there are more, please tell me.

Being a little spoiler, I’ll post what I found on the subject here:

having the crazy guy whistle the theme while he stalks women is an awesome bit (…) that, along with Bernard Herrmann’s constant variations on that theme all throughout the movie’s score, ensure that it’s the single most catching melody of all time.

And I am leaving here a picture of our dear Herrmann doing a poker face:
See you tomorrow!






Thursday, November 26, 2009

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly; Ennio Morricone

It is impossible to speak of Italian songs with whistling without mentioning Ennio Morricone. He is the creator of one of the most famous soundtracks that have whistlings. In my humble opinion, is the best of all, even that “Twisted Nerve”. Ma tutti i gusti sono gusti! Right? Bene, with you, the story behind “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly”.

Ennio Morricone had already done the soundtrack for two films in the western trilogy of Sergio Leone, namely “The Fisful of Dollars” (1964) and “For a Few Dollars More” (1965). As might be expected, he made the soundtrack of “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” too. And in the main theme Morricone has put various sounds of wind instruments: trumpet, ocarina, harmonica, flute and... whistling. By the way, I know the name of the guy who whistles! His name is John O’Neill, he is a musician and at the time was known to be a great whistler. Here. And here.

In 1968 the film’s soundtrack reached #4 on the Billboard 200 Chart.

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Moreover, there is a well-known version of this song which became a hit in the U.S. and Europe re-recorded in 1968 by Hugo Montenegro. It peaked at #2 on the Billboard Hot 100 and #1 on UK Single Charts, remaining for four weeks. Below there is the Montenegro version. At this time the whistler was Muzzy Marcellino. =)



Because I haven’t found on Youtube the movie’s scene where this song is played, I put the video of a Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain’s exhibition. Now enjoy it!




Wednesday, November 25, 2009

The Riddle; Gigi D’Agostino

This song is a cover by the Italian DJ Gigi D’Agostino for his third studio album released 1999 named “L’Amour Toujours”. The original melody and lyrics was composed by the English pop singer Nik Kershaw in 1984, but instead whistlings he put the sound of several flutes at the end of the song. So the only one that counts is the Gigi’s cover. However, there is below the original song and its music video:
Here with D’Agostino there is a new eletronic song full of whistlings! All along the entire song we can hear the original riff being whistled, very well whistled I have to say. It would be Gigi himself who whistles on it? I’d like to know...

I got two strong arms.
Blessings of Babylon time to carry on
and try for sins and false alarms
so to American the brave wise man save.

Near a tree by a river there’s a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But he’ll never never fight over you.

I got time to kill.
Sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours.
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill.
Thanks to the calling of the wild
wise men’s child.

I got plans for us
Nights in the scullery
And days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
Oh, for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you

It’s not me you see.
Pieces of valentine
And just a song of mine.
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold.

Near a tree by a river there’s a hole in the ground.
Where an old man of iron goes around and around.
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.
For a strange kind of fashion there’s a wrong and a right
But he'll never never fight over you.

I got time to kill.
Sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours.
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill.
Thanks to the calling of the wild
wise men’s child.




Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Eh, Cumpari!; Julius La Rosa

‘Eh, Cumpari!’ is a novelty song. It was adapted from a traditional Italian song by Julius La Rosa and Archie Bleyer in 1953, and sung by La Rosa with Bleyer’s orchestra as backing on a recording that year.

“The song reached #1 on the Cash Box charts and #2 on the Billboard charts in 1953. As a result, the song was also featured in a performance by Dennis Day on The Jack Benny Program on CBS Radio.

“Another popular version was recorded by The Gaylords, in middle of which a comical letter from someone in ‘the old country’ is read, culminating with a joke about Alitalia Airlines.

“The song also appeared in Francis Ford Coppola’s film The Godfather III as sung by Talia Shire, who played Connie Corleone, the sister of Michael Corleone.

“The song is a cumulative song, in which each verse contains all of the previous verse as well.

“It is sung in Southern Calabrian dialect.

“The song is about the sounds of musical instruments.”*

Julius La Rosa was born on January 2, 1930, Brooklin, NY. According his own websitehe grew up listening to Frank Sinatra (...), Tommy Dorsey, Glenn Miller”. Currently, he’s still performing in public today.

Eh Compare, ci vo suonare
Chi si suona? Un friscaletto.
E come si suona un friscaletto?
(*whistle*) un friscaletto tipiti tipiti tam.

Eh compare, ci vo suonare.
Chi si suona? Un sasofona,
E come si suona un sasofona?
Tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

Eh compare, ci vo suonare.
Chi si suona? Un mandolino.
e come si suona un mandolino?
a plig a plin, un mandolino,
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonare?
Chi si suona? u violino.
E come si suona un violino?
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonare?
Chi si suona? a la trumbetta.
Ma come si suona a la trombetta?
Papapapa a la trumbetta,
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.

E compare, ci vo suonari?
Chi si suona? a la trombona.
Ma come si suona a la trombona.
A fumma a fumma a la trombona,
Papapapa a la trumbetta,
A zing a zing, un violino,
a pling a pling, un mandolino,
tu tu tu tu un sasofona
(*whistle*) un friscalette, tipiti tipiti tam.


Monday, November 23, 2009

Il Pescatore; Fabrizio de André

Buon giorno, Principesse! Today I am posting our first Italian song with whistles. Con fischio!

The Italian singer honored to be the first one to appear here is Fabrizio de André. Fabrizio born 1940 in Genoa and passed his entire life in Italy, dying in Milan with 58 years old. His musical style was a blend of blues, Italian folk and pop music.

“Il Pescatore” (The Fisherman) was released as single in 1970, same time of the beginning of his musical rise. Likewise De André’s most famous songs which speak about ordinary people (whores, marginals, peasants...), “Il Pescatore” tells a story about a killer who asks for bread and wine for and old fisherman while the policemen are following him closely.

Fabrizio whistles beautifully between the strophes of the song.

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Tomorrow I’ll post another Italian song. Unfortunately, I haven’t found so many as I wish. Gli italiani non piace molto a fischiare?

All'ombra dell'ultimo sole
s'era assopito un pescatore
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso.

Venne alla spiaggia un assassino
due occhi grandi da bambino
due occhi enormi di paura
eran gli specchi di un'avventura.

E chiese al vecchio dammi il pane
ho poco tempo e troppa fame
e chiese al vecchio dammi il vino
ho sete e sono un assassino.

Gli occhi dischiuse il vecchio al giorno
non si guardò neppure intorno
ma versò il vino e spezzò il pane
per chi diceva ho sete e ho fame.

E fu il calore di un momento
poi via di nuovo verso il vento
davanti agli occhi ancora il sole
dietro alle spalle un pescatore.

Dietro alle spalle un pescatore
e la memoria è già dolore
è già il rimpianto di un aprile
giocato all'ombra di un cortile.

Vennero in sella due gendarmi
vennero in sella con le armi
chiesero al vecchio se lì vicino
fosse passato un assassino.

Ma all'ombra dell'ultimo sole
s'era assopito il pescatore
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso
e aveva un solco lungo il viso
come una specie di sorriso.



Thursday, November 19, 2009

Walking the Dog; Rufus Thomas

The rockabilly forgotten song!

“Walking the Dog” is one of the most popular songs by Rufus Thomas. It was covered by several rock bands like Rolling Stones, Aerosmith, Dr. Feelgood, The Blackbirds, etc. The song was written and released in 1963 by Thomas album also called "Walking the Dog". This single reached #10 on the Biilboard Hot 100 in the same year.

Rufus Thomas was a R&B, funk and soul singer. He born 1917 in Cayle, Mississipi but adopted Memphis, Tennessee as his hometown, where he died in 2001. Also been a musician, Thomas was comedian and TV host. As tribute to his musical career, he was inducted into the Blues Hall of Fame in 2001.


The whistlings are like he was calling a dog, the walking dog. Hear it below:

Baby's back, dressed in black,
silver buttons all down her back.
High, low, tipsy toe,
she broke a needle and she can't sew.
Walkin' the dog,
just a-walkin' her dog.
If you don't know how to do it,
I'll show you how the walk the dog.

Asked the fellow for fifteen cents,
see the fellow he jumped the fence.
Jumped so high he touched the sky,
never got back till the fourth of July.
Walkin' the dog,
just a-walkin' her dog.
If you don't know how to do it,
I'll show you how the walk the dog.





Wednesday, November 18, 2009

You Ain’t the First; Guns N’ Roses

I thought I had finished GNR whistle songs! But there is a tiny whistle in this one. So, let’s know about it!

“You Ain’t the First” is on “Use Your Illusion I”. Both, Use Your Illusion I and II have three songs with whistling. Axl likes to whistle very much...

For lack of another better source I have to quote Wikipedia: “Unlike most tracks on the album, electric guitars are nowhere to be found in the song — instead, acoustic guitars are used, similar to side two of GN’R Lies, and also giving the song a folk rock feel, which is added to by the tambourine (played by Tim Doyle). The song is also notable for being the only song in the band’s catalogue that is entirely in waltz time. It is also fully sung by Izzy Stradlin.

I tried so hard just to get through to you
But your head’s so far
from the realness of truth
Was it just a come on in the dark
Wasn’t meant to last long
I think you’ve worn your welcome honey
I’ll just see you along as I sing you this song

Time can pass slowly,
things always change
You day’s been numbered
And I’ve read your last page
You was just a temporary lover
Honey you ain’t the first
Lots of others came before you woman
Said but you been the worst
Sa’ you been the worst

So goodbye to you girl
So long, farewell
I can’t hear you cryin’
Your jivin’s been hell
So look for me walkin’
Down your street at night
I’ll be in with another
Deep down inside
(Deep down inside)


Sunday, November 15, 2009

53rd & 3rd; Metallica

Duh... “53rd & 3rd” is by Ramones not Metallica! Yeah, I know. But only in the cover by Metallica there is a whistling.

As we know “53rd & 3rd” was composed by Dee Dee Ramone for their eponymous debut album from 1976. It seems to be that the lyrics is kind of autobiographical. Some say that Dee Dee really prostitute himself to purchase heroin. He never confirmed the rumor.

Anyway, Metallica recorded it for the project “We’re a Happy Family – Tribute to Ramones”. I found here that “actually Metallica recorded 4 Ramones cover songs and picked that one for the tribute album”; I’m even trying to find which were the other three songs covered by the band.


The fun here is hear both machos Lars Ulrich (bridge) and Hetfield (verses and chorus) singing that they were "standin' on the street (...) tryin' to turn a trick". =P

One Two Three Four

If you think you can, well come on man
I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam
No more of your fairy stories
'Cause I got my other worries.

53rd and 3rd
Standing on the street
53rd and 3rd
I'm tryin' to turn a trick
53rd and 3rd
You're the one they never pick
53rd and 3rd
Don't make you feel sick?

Then I took out my razor blade
Then I did what God forbade
Now the cops are after me
But I proved that I'm no sissy

53rd and 3rd
Standing on the street
53rd and 3rd
I'm tryin' to turn a trick
53rd and 3rd
You're the one they never pick
53rd and 3rd
Don't make you feel sick?

53rd and 3rd
come on man

53rd and 3rd
I'm a man baby

53rd and 3rd
your fairy stories

53rd and 3rd
have my other worries


Saturday, November 14, 2009

Golden Years; David Bowie

The eternal androgynous alien from Germany needs no introduction. He does need a nice pic. Here it goes:


“Golden Years” is a funk-style song released as single in 1975 which appears on the Bowie’s tenth studio album, “Studio To Studio”. As Wikipedia states, he wrote the song to give it to Elvis Presley, but Elvis refused to perform it. However, his former wife Angela Bowie and his backup singer and lover Ava Cherry claim both to have been his muse to this song.

“Golden Years” came up when “Bowie was looking to emulate something of the glitzy nostalgia of ‘On Broadway’, which he was playing on piano in the studio”.

According Songfacts.com, “Bowie performed this song when he appeared on the TV show Soul Train in 1975. He was one of the first white singers to appear on the show”. Such a pitty Bowie never had been performed “Golden Years” whistling like the original version.

Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Look at that sky, life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling somestrings, angel
Come get up my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up my baby

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Some of these days, and it won't be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
In the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart
Doing all right, but you gotta get smart
Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord
I believe all the way
Come get up my baby

Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years

There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up my baby

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
Golden years, gold whop whop whop


Thursday, November 12, 2009

A Method; TV on the Radio

Another band from NYC... :D

“TV on the Radio” seems to be the best indie band of all the time. Since people realized the musical magnitude of this band, they didn’t stop to reward it. The band’s first studio album “Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes” hasn’t received any bad review at all. The second, “Return to Cookie Mountain” “was named the album of the year by SPIN for 2006, leading to the band’s appearance on the magazine’s cover. The album was ranked #2 on Pitchfork Media’s list of Top 50 Albums of 2006. Rolling Stone, Slant Magazine, and Stylus Magazine each named the album as the 4th best of 2006, and the album is ranked fifth on Metacritic’s year-end list”. What about the next? “‘Dear Science’ was named the best album of 2008 by Rolling Stone, The Guardian, Spin, MTV, Entertainment Weekly, and the Pitchfork’s readers poll. Pitchfork placed Dear Science at number 140 on their list of top 200 albums of the 2000s”.

Tunde Adebimpe is the vocal leader and the guy who writes the most of the songs. It was he who wrote “A Method”, our whistle song of the day. It’s also he who whistles, as you can see in the video below. Adebimpe is accompanied by Kyp Malone, the guitarist, on the backvocals. David Sitek answers by the electronic beats on the song and Jaleel Bunton drums with mastery. Gerard Smith doesn’t appear in the credits of “The Method”, but with he we close the presentation of the band.

Eyes wide mine, suddenly everything
Flies by fine, mind goes on holiday
In its stead, clicking along the curb
Clucking tongues how could they have the nerve

There is hardly a method you know

It's a broken poem, started up yesterday
And it came true now, mind was on holiday
It's an open road will we soon see the end
It's an open book, a story to tell the band

There is hardly a method you know

It's a storm faced cloud, hanging in dystrophy
It's a cold, base clown laughing at enemies
It's a rough wild world could you please chaperone
It's a mind field trip, oh leave it the fuck alone

This is hardly the method you know

There's a purple pain strangling yesterday
There's a purple stain spattered on interstates
It's an awkward stage grasping at anything
Cause it's lost the page
Can't find a word to say
But they want you to
Oh they want you to
Yes they want you too
Oh they want you, too

Broken plates on dirty highways
Pave the way for alien grace

There is hardly a method you know




Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Let’s Go Surfing; The Drums

I try to keep a logical sequence with the blog posts. For example, the posts on Saturday and Sunday were about Caetano, yesterday about Omo, which has Caetano as one of its musical influences and today The Drums. When there’s not a way to keep it, I start all over again.

But what The Drums, a surf band from NYC, has in common with Omo, an European band of experimental indie? It would be closer to Peter, Bjorn and John, right? What attach them is the simple fact that both songs were released in 2009: they are freshy. ;)

The Drums was formed in 2008, after vocalist Jonathan Pierce have almost given up a rock star career. Now that he joined with his childhood friend Jacob Gaham, the drummer Connor Hanwick and the guitarist Adam Kessler, seems to be reaching his dream. And with great style: In the band’s MySpace there is a selection of reviews of the biggest magazines in the industry with first-class critics:

New York’s official Coolest New Band...this might be the most contagiously energetic NYC band of the past 10 years.” — NME

One of the best indie pop debuts of the year” — Rolling Stone

best new rock’n’roll band in town.” — The Deli Magazine

In SongFacts.com I found this info about the song composition: “Vocalist Jonathan Pierce was asked by Q magazine November 2009 if he actually can surf. He replied: ‘I’ve surfed a couple of times but I can only stand being in the ocean for five minutes before I go running for the sand. ‘Let’s Go Surfing’ is more about the spirit behind surfing’.

Some people are calling “Let’s Go Surfing”, “the most infectious whistling line since Peter, Bjorn and John”. It’s becoming a great hit. And you can enjoy it now!

Wake up
It’s a beautiful morning
Honey, while the sun is still shining
Wake up
Would you like to go with me?
Honey, take a run down to the beach

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Wake up
There’s a new kid in the town
Honey, he’s moving into the big house
Remember
When I was so very hopeless
Darling, he’s gonna make it all better

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Down, down baby
Down by the rollercoaster
Sweet, sweet baby
I’ll never let you go

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don’t care about nothing




Monday, November 9, 2009

Tea Break; Omo

I’d continue posting many and many Brazilian songs until they had over. But this Saturday I was looking for a different indie rock to listen, something kind of melancholic, kind of... (someone please tell me a word for descompromissado! lol), but still elaborated. So I went to my sources when it comes to good music. Had nothing for my mood in them.

The next blog I went on was One Sweet Song and there I had some songs in this sort to choose. I decided to pick up “Tea Break” from Omo. For my surprise, the one that I chose to downloading has all those adjectives and is a whistling song!

‘Cause I’m a copier, I’m pasting here what Gina from OSS copied from someone else:

Omo’s The White Album is an album full of spiky little pop gems. A little like Laurie Anderson jamming with the Tom Tom Club, or a collaboration of Laurie Anderson and Young Marble Giants, mixed by Ricardo Villalobos, occasionally joined by Enoch Light on vibes and Raymond Scott on synthesizer. This is a surefire chart hit in a parallel universe where all TV programmes are made by David Lynch and every household owns a hover car. If you’re looking for music with depth and character, that is fun and wants to get to know you, meet Omo.

Now, from themselves:

Omo was born in spring 2004. Using small instruments to fit in a small apartment, Berit Immig and David Muth started the assemblage of acoustic textures, amplified casio pianos and vocals that could be mistaken for a Theremin.

Their first public appearance took place at the Aquarium Berlin, making music a whole lunch break long for passing visitors. Berit Immig: ‘I worship the aquarium as recreational residence. Its the ideal combination of underwater species slowly drifting through three-dimensional space, 400,000 litres of water bubbling behind glass and a subliminal scent of fish food.’

Berit’s and David’s musical paths first crossed when collaborating within London based band Karamasov.


Now, themselves:

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Until yesterday I haven’t found the lyrics of “Tea Break”. So I had to appeal e-mailing the band on its MySpace account. For my surprise², David Muth answered my message! And said why he and Berit Immig composed it:

It’s a song about a summer picnic, and we put the whistling on as it is both a bit cheeky and light-hearted.

I’m gonna sleep radiant tonight! :D

Shall we indulge in tasty treats?
Forbidden fruits and deeds
Something that completes
A song of little meaning
Blackcurrant and Darjeeling
The masters of self healing

Shall we surrender to the heat?
Be somehow more discrete
Get ready for the leap
Jump into salty waters
It's natures call that taught us
The little snacks you brought us


PS: non-serious is the word for descompromissado.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Você É Linda; Caetano Veloso

And again!


Today with a song even more famous than the antecedent. “Você É Linda” was released in Veloso’s 17th studio album called “Uns”. According to an interview with Jornal do Brasil, in January 1991, this is the favorite album by Caetano Veloso:

É o que mais gosto. Entendo que as pessoas gostem de Cinema Trancendental, mas adoro a canção Uns. Adoro Peter Gast. A pessoa devia ter vergonha de Peter Gast mas eu fiz e foi lindo. É a melhor capa. Eu, Rodrigo e Roberto, meus dois irmãos. E adoro aquele ‘nosso amor não deu certo’, como chama mesmo? Eclipse Oculto. É o título de LP mais bonito de todos. Adoro Uns.

About the creation of this song I found on Revista Época website an excerpt from his book “Sobre as Letras” saying: “Fiz para uma menina chamada Cristina, de quem eu gostei muito intensamente na Bahia, nos anos 80, e que morava defronte à minha casa, do outro lado da rua, em Ondina. É uma canção bem romântica.

Translating: he composed it for a girl called Cristina who he liked a lot in 80s. She lived in front of his house in Salvador, Bahia. It is a pretty romantic song.

Fonte de mel
Nuns olhos de gueixa
Kabuki máscara
Choque entre o azul
E o cacho de acácias
Luz das acácias
Você é mãe do sol

A sua coisa é toda tão certa
Beleza esperta
Você me deixa a rua deserta
Quando atravessa
E não olha pra trás

Linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz

Você é linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda, sim
Onda do mar do amor
Que bateu em mim

Você é forte
Dentes e músculos
Peitos e lábios
Você é forte
Letras e músicas
Todas as músicas
Que ainda hei de ouvir

No Abaeté, areias e estrelas
Não são mais belas
Do que você
Mulher das estrelas
Mina de estrelas
Diga o que você quer

Você é linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz

Você é linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda, sim
Onda do mar, do amor
Que bateu em mim

Gosto de ver
Você no seu ritmo
Dona do carnaval
Gosto de ter
Sentir seu estilo
Ir no seu íntimo
Nunca me faça mal

Linda
Mais que demais
Você é linda sim
Onda do mar do amor
Que bateu em mim

Você é linda
E sabe viver
Você me faz feliz
Esta canção é só pra dizer
E diz




Friday, November 6, 2009

O Leãozinho; Caetano Veloso

Caetano again!

Today he appears with a song in which the whistlings are doing the entire counterpoint to the melody played on acoustic guitar. While he declares his love for this such “leãozinho”, the whistlings give a peaceful and coastwise atmosphere which is being created during the song.

“O Leãozinho” was written for Caetano’s 1977 album named “Bicho”. Contrary to what many leftists expected for him, he wrote “innocent” and not politicized songs for this album. “O Leãozinho” is one of them. In a interview with Márcia Cezimbra from Jornal do Brasil, Veloso said that in that time he was going to do a show and has received a anonymous letter saying if he would sing this song, they was going to spank him!

Currently, “O Leãozinho” is one of the most successful songs of his career.

edit: Caetano wrotes this song inspired by his friend Dadi, a bassist. Dadi’s Zodiac sign is Leo and leãozinho means “little lion”. Also, look his mane in the picture below... *

Gosto muito de te ver, Leãozinho
Caminhando sob o sol
Gosto muito de você, Leãozinho

Para desentristecer, Leãozinho
O meu coração tão só
Basta eu encontrar você no caminho

Um filhote de leão, raio da manhã
Arrastando o meu olhar como um ímã
O meu coração é o sol pai de toda a cor
Quando ele lhe doura a pele ao léu

Gosto de te ver ao sol, Leãozinho
De te ver entrar no mar
Tua pele, tua luz, tua juba

Gosto de ficar ao sol, Leãozinho
De molhar minha juba
De estar perto de você e entrar numa






“dá um beijo nele que ele é lindo!”

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Roberto Carlos Allin; Os Pedrero

Os Pedrero is a Brazilian hardcore band which is on the road since 98, blending the simplicity of punk rock chords with reckless lyrics about love, hate, rebellion and fun. In the band’s website they proclaim themselves as a “weirdo rock band”.

This style is shown in the song “Roberto Carlos Allin” from the 2004 album “Cavera Y Macaco”. Its lyrics speaks of an eschatological passion for a girl, it is casually gross and shows two of their influences: GG Alin, the deranged devil of punk, and Roberto Carlos, our romantic king of Jovem Guarda. This song sums up well the idea sold by Os Pedrero.

The whistling starts the song. It’s so weirdo, reckless and simple as our today’s band.

Ah! Pedreiro means “bricklayer”.

Meu lado romântico te emociona, mexe com seu sentimento.
Meu lado podre te enoja, vem cá e chupa meu excremento.
Beijei na boca alisei seu rosto, fiz tudo o que você gosta.
Cuspi na cara, dedo no cu, sente o meu gosto de bosta.

Oh yeah! Oh yeah! sinta medo de tudo que eu faço,
Sou metade GG Allin, metade Roberto Carlos.

Tomei bastante lactopurga e caguei tudo nas calças,
Depois te levo num restaurante e faço uma serenata.
Vou vomitar na sua cara restos de comida podre,
Vou te dar mil beijinhos minha linda gatinha meu doce.

Oh yeah! Oh yeah! sinta medo de tudo que eu faço,
Sou metade GG Allin, metade Roberto Carlos.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Pra Ser Sincero; Engenheiros do Hawaii

Engenheiros do Hawaii is a rock band from Brazil’s South region, region from which emerge the best rock bands in the country. And which born the prettiest women. The band was formed in 1985, in the city of Porto Alegre, by Humberto Gessinger (vocalist and guitarist), Carlos Stein (guitarist), Marcelo Pitz (bass) and Carlos Maltz (drums). Currently, Gessinger is the only original member to remain in the band. It’s also he who writes the most of the songs.*

It was he who composed “Pra Ser Sincero” helped by the then guitarist Augusto Licks. The song is in the band’s most successful album named “O Papa É Pop”, 1990. As the album title suggests, the Engenheiros’ sound became more pop this time, what made the critics unsatisfied.

In a live chat organized by ClicRBS website Gessinger reported that wrote “Pra Ser Sincero” inspired by a former girlfriend, but refused in another live chat by MTV Brasil to give further explanations about what he meant by the lyrics, which is full of figures of speech.

Well, no more jerking around. With you, Engenheiros do Hawaii!


Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você
Mais do que educação,
Beijo sem paixão,
Crime sem castigo,
Aperto de mãos,
Apenas bons amigos...

Pra ser sincero eu não espero que você
Minta
Não se sinta capaz de enganar
Quem não engana a si mesmo

Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos
Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito
Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito,
Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos.

Pra ser sincero eu não espero de você
Mais do que educação,
Beijo sem paixão,
Crimes sem castigo,
Aperto de mãos,
Apenas bons amigos...

Pra ser sincero não espero que você
Me perdoe
Por ter perdido a calma
Por ter vendido a alma ao diabo

Um dia desses
Num desses encontros casuais
Talvez a gente se encontre
Talvez a gente encontre explicação

Um dia desses
Num desses encontros casuais
Talvez eu diga, minha amiga,
Pra ser sincero, prazer em vê-la
Até mais... (até mais)

Nós dois temos os mesmos defeitos
Sabemos tudo a nosso respeito
Somos suspeitos de um crime perfeito
Mas crimes perfeitos não deixam suspeitos.