Gil Scott-Heron & Amnesia Express, “The Paris Concert”
Written by urbe, Posted in Música
Tenha um bom dia ao som do mestre Gil Scott-Heron, tocando em Paris em 2001.
Ainda bem que vi isso ao vivo.
http://youtu.be/6f1Ot1tjSmw
quarta-feira
março 2013
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Written by urbe, Posted in Música
Tenha um bom dia ao som do mestre Gil Scott-Heron, tocando em Paris em 2001.
Ainda bem que vi isso ao vivo.
http://youtu.be/6f1Ot1tjSmw
terça-feira
julho 2012
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sexta-feira
junho 2011
COMMENTS
Written by urbe, Posted in Música
I did not become someone different
That I did not want to be
But I’m new here
Will you show me around
No matter how far wrong you’ve gone
You can always turn around
Met a woman in a bar
Told her I was hard to get to know
And near impossible to forget
She said I had an ego on me
The size of Texas
Well I’m new here and I forget
Does that mean big or small
No matter how far wrong you’ve gone You can always turnaround
And I’m shedding plates like a snake
And it may be crazy but I’m
The closest thing I have
To a voice of reason
Turnaround turnaround turnaround
And you may come full circle
And be new here again
quinta-feira
junho 2011
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Written by urbe, Posted in Música
See that black boy over there, runnin’ scared
His ol’ man’s in a bottle
He done quit his 9 to 5 to drink full time
So now he’s livin’ in the bottle
See that Black boy over there, runnin’ scared
His ol’ man got a problem
Pawned off damn near everything, his ol’
Woman’s weddin’ ring for a bottle
And don’t you think it’s a crime
When time after time, people in the bottle
See that sista, sho wuz fine before she
Started drinkin’ wine from the bottle
Said her ol’ man committed a crime
And he’s doin’ time,
So now she’s in the bottle
She’s out there on the avenue, all by herself
Sho’ needs help from the bottle
Preacherman tried to help her out
She cussed him out and hit him in the head with a bottle.
And don’t you think it’s a crime
When time after time, people in the bottle
See that gent in the wrinkled suit
He done damn near blown his cool to the bottle
He wuz a doctor helpin’ young girls along
If they wuzn’t too far gone to have problems.
But defenders of the dollar eagle
Said “What you doin’, Doc, it ain’t legal,”
And now he’s in the bottle
Now we watch him everyday tryin’ to
Chase the pigeons away from the bottle.
And don’t you think it’s a crime
When time after time, people in the bottle
quarta-feira
junho 2011
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Written by urbe, Posted in Música
I’m gonna take myself a piece of sunshine
And paint it all over my sky
Be no rain..
Be no rain..
I’m gonna take the song from every bird
And make em sing it just for me
Bird’s got something to teach us all
About being free, yeah
Be no rain..
Be no rain..
And I think I’ll call it morning
From now on
Why should I survive on sadness?
And tell myself I got to be alone
Why should I subscribe to this world’s madness?
Knowing that I’ve got to live on
Yeah I think I’ll call it morning
From now on
I’m gonna take myself a piece of sunshine
And paint it all over my sky
Be no rain…
Be no rain…
I’m gonna take the song from every bird
And make them sing it just for me
Cause why should I hang my head
Why should I let tears fall from my eyes?
When I’ve seen everything there is to see
And I know there is no sense in crying
I know there ain’t no sense in crying
Yeah I think I’ll call it morning
From now on
I’ll call it morning from now on, yeah
Cause there ain’t gonna be no rain
Be no rain
Be no rain
From now on…