Música da Semana: Big Boi – Follow Us

Big Boi

Na ativa desde: 1991
Onde: Georgia, EUA

Follow Us (do álbum Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty – 2010)

Juntamente com Andre 3000, Big Boi faz parte do OutKast. Em 2003, eles explodiram no cenário mundial com a viciante Hey Ya. Agora, neste projeto solo, Big Boi realiza um trabalho bem superior ao que vinha fazendo com seu parceiro Andre.

Eu estou longe de ser um admirador de Hip Hop, mas não tem como não se encantar com um álbum tão bom e cheio de ritmo como Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty.

Um dos vários destaques é Follow Us, uma música que agrada desde o início e conta com uma criatividade digna de nota, assim como o resto do álbum. Ela tem uma batida simples, porém viciante. As rimas de Big Boi são bem marcantes e o refrão, que tem algo de rock, é o ápice.

Big Boi]
With one stroke of the pen I tune in to your satellite radio
or FM station; I’ve been patiently waitin, to weigh in
Been under construction for two years
But now it’s ‘bout that time I double-dutch my way in
Left foot, right foot, steppin over biters
It’s like the game is haunted cause there’s so many ghostwriters
Me, see I’m a lifer with supply that may seem endless
Straight rider like a biker on a chopper with a hitlist
Witness, the nigga that spit that vicious
Pitbull attack shit when it comes to this rap shit
… Daddy Fat Sax (bitch) follow us

[Chorus 2X: Neil Garrard]
Follow us, now
Try to all the way, now
It’s not another let, down
Got somethin to say, right now

[Big Boi]
I know some of y’all done wrote a nigga off
Like the leases on these cars and these homes you niggaz thought
you stayed in, with so many bosses why are they still
layin niggaz off they job? Nigga for real
Gon’ give a nigga a gig then
Help a brother get up out this pigpen
But nobody wants to keep it pimpin or 110
So with this pen I begin to illustrate from within, boy (boy)

[Neil Garrard]
Paint a pretty picture like I’m chillin with my friends
Everybody’s got a pocket full of ends to spend

[Big Boi]
See Picasso couldn’t blend, put it all together or fit in
I’m like a crocodile walkin ‘round with alligator skin
Yes I’m is, the product of the ghetto where I lived
Call me Spongebob boy (boy) soaked up game as a little bitty kid
And never been a lame, before the fame I was the shit
And now I’m just Big, ya dig?

[Chorus]

[Neil Garrard]
Why don’t you come and find out
What this is all, about
I, will only say this once
So, come and follow us

[Big Boi]
See we not even gonna play with ‘em either
We gon’ la-la-lay it down every fuckin time we see ‘em
Make the club get crunk, yea, we them type of people
But wait, it’s not a sequel, no wait, it’s BB’s prequel
The beginnin before the beginnin, spend it how you spend it
Then, if you sell dope nigga stack it when you get it
Can’t trick it, or spend it until it’s gone
That’s slippery business holmes, gon’ get you a business loan
C’mon!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Big Rube]
Now I lay you niggaz down
You already sleep so bitch rest in eternal peace
You still scared of the Boogeyman?
I know you hatin but you know you was a ‘Kast and a Goodie fan
Ain’t no night light, it’s light’s out
I put these lyrics up your ass so far you never get the mic out
I know who you wanna sound like
With that Fruity Loop bullshit, fuck nigga night-night

.big boi

/bruno knott

Música da Semana: Dr. Dog – Where’d All The Time Go

Dr. Dog

Ano de formação: 1999
Local: Filadélfia, EUA
Integrantes: Scott McMicken, Toby Leaman, Zach miller, Erick Slick, Frank McElroy.

O estilo retrô, com bastante influência dos anos 60 e do rock psicodélico faz Dr. Dog ser um tanto leve e emanar boas doses de vibrações positivas. Ainda que eles não sejam uma banda muito original, fazem um som que pode nos manter interessados por um bom tempo em suas músicas.

Where’d All The Time Go (do álbum Shame, Shame – 2010)

Where’d all the time go?
It’s starting to fly.
See how the hands go;
Waving goodbye.

And you know I get so forgetful
when I look in your eyes.

Now she’s walking backwards
through a parade.
And I’m stuck in the shadow
blocking the shade.

And there ain’t no way to sweep up the mess that we’ve made
She gets dressed up like a pillow so she’s always in bed

Flowers for the sick and dead
She’s on the go, way too fast and way too slow
She’ll turn to stone at hospitals and funeral homes
and when the fog rises somebody sighs who is not in disguise anymore

There’s nothing to keep you
from falling in love.
It starts at the bottom
and comes from above.

Like pieces of a puzzle, like a hand in a glove
She gets dressed up like a pillow so she’s always in bed

Flowers for the sick and dead
She’s on the go, way too fast and way too slow
She’ll turn and stop at hospitals and funeral homes
and when the tide rises somebody sinks and is gone in the blink of an eye

/ dr. dog

Música da Semana: Arcade Fire – Wake Up

Arcade Fire

Ano de formação: 2003
Local: Montreal, Canadá
Integrantes: Win Butler, Régine Chassagne, Richard Reed Parry, William Butler, Tim Kingsbury, Sarah Neufeld, Jeremy Gara.

É uma banda que costuma me deixar sem palavras. As músicas são cheias de intensidade e beleza. Não dá para ficar imune ao som dos caras, que tem um tom depressivo em algumas letras e melodias, mas está longe de ser chato. Na verdade, é empolgante. Arcade Fire está cada vez fazendo mais sucesso: em 2004 o álbum Funeral foi eleito o melhor do ano pelo site Pitchfork. Em 2005 a música Rebellion (Lies) fez parte da trilha sonora de um dos melhores episódios de Six Feet Under. Finalmente, a música Wake Up, que é a razão deste post, pode ser ouvida no fantástico trailer de Onde Vivem os Monstros. Sintam essa música…

Wake Up

Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just a million little god’s causin rain storms turnin’ every good thing to rust.

I guess we’ll just have to adjust.

With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’ to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lighnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’

You better look out below!

/ arcade fire

Música da Semana: Los Campesinos – We’ve Got Your Back

Los Campesinos

Ano de formação: 2006
Local: Cardiff, País de Gales
Integrantes: Ellen, Gareth, Harriet, Neil, Ollie, Tom, Kim. Todos com o segundo nome Campesinos.

São raras as bandas  de indie-rock que utilizam vocal feminino que não seja enjoativo. Los Campesinos é um desses casos. Ellen não canta em todas as músicas, mas quando o faz, mostra que tem talento.

We’ve Got Your Back

On the dashboard assembled
Descending height order

Half a decade of Father’s Day
Gets her mother bought for, her mother passed on
Puppy eyes, nasty reaction
Doe eyes, you’re kidding yourself

I learned remedial Spanish from a toddler
Passenger’s seat of father’s taxi
Cussing in unison
Clutching the seats and distant hand writing
Filled with a sense of great disappointment
Doe eyes, you’re kidding yourself

So fucking on
So fucking forth
We’ve got your back, whatever that’s worth
If they ever told you to go (?) what would you do
I do not know
Every girl I ever kissed I was thinking of a pro footballer

Thought you should know

I’ve learned more from toilet walls
Than I’ve learned from these words of yours
Your feelings are buried in scriptures and fictions
It’s all in the words but I’m here for the pictures

(I’m sweating off the cheap notes on my thighs
They were for your benefit not mine)

So fucking on
So fucking forth
They’ve got your back whatever that’s worth
If they ever told you to (?) what would we do?
I do not know
If it wasn’t for the courage to ask for mercy what would we do?

Sometimes only you will know
We’re cementing old friends
Dismissing old foes
We’re throwing punches and ducking blows

/ los campesinos

Música da Semana: Built to Spill – Car

Buil to Spill

Ano de formação:
1992
Local: Idaho, USA
Integrantes: Doug Martsch, Scott Ploouf, Jim Roth, Brett Nelson e Brett Netson
Som: Não tenho receio em dizer que Built to Spill é uma das melhores bandas em atividade. A parte instrumental é muito bem trabalhada, principalmente nas guitarras com riffs marcantes e contagiantes. A voz de Martsch também é destaque. Ele diz que não pensa tanto nas mensagens das suas letras, o que ele quer é encontrar palavras que tenham uma sonoridade legal. É uma banda que influenciou muita gente boa por aí, por exemplo: Strokes e Modest Mouse.

Car

you get the car
I’ll get the night off
You’ll get the chance to take the world apart and figure out how it works
Don’t let me know what you find out
I need a car
You need a guide
Who needs a map
If I don’t die or worse I’m gonna need a nap
At best I’ll be asleep when you get back

I wanna see it when you find out what comets, stars, and moons are all about
I wanna see their faces turn to backs of heads and slowly get smaller
I wanna see it now

I want specifics on the general idea
I wanna think what I should know
Want you to do me what to show

I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams
I wanna see movies of my dreams

I wanna see it when you get stoned on a cloudy breezy desert afternoon
I wanna see it untame itself and break its owner
I wanna see it now
I wanna see it now

/ built to spill

Música da Semana: Yeasayer – Madder Red

Yeasayer

Ano de formação: 2006
Local: New York, USA
Integrantes: Chris Keatin, Ira Wolf Tuton e Anand Wilder
Som: No primeiro álbum, All Hour Cymbals, a banda era mais experimental do que qualquer outra coisa e no lançamento deste ano, Odd Blood, eles realizaram uma mudança considerável, deixando o som mais pop e mais acessível. A música que eu selecionei é a mais interessante deste trabalho irregular. Ela recebe notórias influências do rock New Age e tem um refrão absolutamente brilhante. Confiram.

Madder Red

Even when my luck is down
I take joy in that our love grows
But if my vices are a burden
Please don’t let me off
Cast me from your home

Because lately I’ve wronged you
And not been on your side, love
Maybe I have been dumb
Please don’t ask me why

I turn away just when you want me
And I know that home is where you want me
There’s not much for me there

Never gave a thought to an honorable living
Always had sense enough to lie
It’s getting hard to keep pretending I’m worth your time

Never gave a thought to an honorable living
Always had sense enough to lie
It’s getting hard to keep pretending I’m worth your time

Because lately I’ve wronged you
And not been on your side, love
Maybe I have been dumb
Please don’t ask me why
Please don’t ask me why
Please don’t ask me why
Please don’t ask me

/yeasayer

Música da Semana: Wild Beasts – All The King’s Men

Wild Beasts

Ano de formação: 2004
Local: Kendal, Inglaterra
Integrantes: Hayden Thorpe (guitarra, voz), Ben Little (guitarra), Tom Fleming (baixo, voz)  e Chris Talbot (bateria, voz)
Som: Indie-rock britânico mais do que viciante. Arranjos fantásticos e a voz marcante de Hayden Thorpe criam um clima levemente sombrio. A parte instrumental empolga pela criatividade. Two Dancers foi um dos melhores álbuns de 2009 e All The King’s um dos destaques dele.

All The Kings Men

Watch me, watch me
The belle of the ball
my heart, my hand and everything I own
We are the boys with new shiny shoes
we’ve seen them all and we’ve chosen you

Now no one will find your limit
Girls from Roedean
Girls from Shipley
Girls from Hounslow
Girls from Whitby
You’re a candied queen
And let me show my darling what that means

Watch me, watch me
Whooaaaa ooooh oh

Hatch me, hatch me, a girl before
bouncing round behind the bedroom doors
And we are the boys
Who’ll drape you in jewels
Cut off your hair, and throw out your shoes

Cause baby, you won’t need them
where you’ll be girls astride me
Girls beneath me
Girls before me
Girls between me
You’re birthing machines
And let me show my darling what that means

hatch me! hatch me!
Wild Beasts Lyrics on anekatips.com

And baby, cause I’m evil
Iin all my dreams, girls who’ll clothe me
Girls who’ll feed me
Girls who want me
Girls who need me
All you pretty things waiting for somebody
Number my babies and my broken body

Download: Wild Beasts – Two Dancers

Música da Semana: Vampire Weekend – Run

Vampire Weekend
É uma banda formada em 2006 por  4 músicos de Nova York. Quando lançaram seu primeiro álbum a expectativa era de que eles superassem o Arctic Monkeys em termos de hype. Não foi o que ocorreu, mas o Vampire Weekend vem fazendo cada vez mais sucesso e se consolidando no cenário mundial.
Em 2010 lançaram “Contra”, um álbum que não tem a mesma pegada e energia do disco de estreia, mas mostra uma grande evolução técnica. É uma banda que tem diversas influências, como ska, reggae, afro-pop, calypso e rock. O diferencial é que eles sabem misturar essas influências como poucos.
Segue música e letra de Run, um dos destaques do álbum. Percebam a letra que tem algo de verdade para dizer e o refrão bem viciante.

Every dollar counts
And every morning hurts
We mostly work to live
Until we live to work

She said,
“You know
There’s nowhere else to go”
But changing roles
It struck me that the two of us could run

Worlds away from cars
And all the stars and bars
Where a little bit of condensation means so much
And a little bit of change is all your little fingers touch

I said,
“You know
There’s nowhere else to go”
But changing roles
It struck me that the two of us could run

Honey, with you
Is the only way to go
And I could take two
But I really couldn’t ever know

Honey, with you
And a battered radio

We could try

So lead my feet away
Cuz all they’ll do is stay
And I don’t think your eyes
Have ever looked surprised

She said,
“You know
There’s nowhere else to go”
But with her fund
It struck me that the two of us could run

Honey, with you
Is the only honest way to go
And I could take two
But I really couldn’t ever know

Honey, with you
And a battin radio

We could try

Música da Semana: Tv on the Radio – Lover’s Day

Tv on the Radio
Uma banda formada em 2001 no Brooklyn, Nova Iorque. Eles sempre experimentam coisas novas nas músicas, provavelmente por terem muitas influências, como o rock alternativo, electro, jazz e soul. A melhor música deles chama-se Wolf Like Me, mas escolhi uma outra para colocar no blog. Trata-se da Lover’s Day, a última música do álbum mais recente e mais acessível deles, o Dear Silence de 2008.

A música é bacana e animada, mas o grande destaque é a letra. Reparem. Acredito que é a música mais sexy de todos os tempos.

Oh but the longing is terrible,
A wanton heart under attack.
I wanna love you,
All the way off,
I wanna break your back.

Colour of all that’s hysterical,
Travels along your bones.
Just to be near you sucking your skin,
Not gonna leave you alone.

Yes here of course there are miracles,
A lover that loves that’s one.

Groomed with the laughter,
Ecstatic disaster,
Come let’s arouse the fun!

We could build and engine,
Out of all your rising stars.

Tear apart the apart,
We seem to think we are.

Call of work let’s lay!
Call it lovers Day!
Call it lovers Day!!

Give me the keys to your hiding place,
Im not gonna tear it apart.
I’m gonna keep you week in the knees,
Try to unlock your heart.

You’re gonna turn me animal,
You’re gonna turn me dumb.
Your kiss in the night,
Bringing the light,
You’re like the rising sun.
I hunger for you like a cannibal,
Not gonna let you run.
I’m gonna take you,
I’m gonna shake you,
I’m gonna make you cum.

Swear to god it will get so hot,
It’ll melt our faces off.
Then we can see,
The you the me,
Beyond mirrors outside clock.
Held naked in the light,
Held gently,
Held tight,
So soft!
Get off!
Get off!
Ball so hard,
We’ll smash the walls,
Break the bed,
And crash the floors, don’t!
Stop! Laugh and scream!
And have the neighbors call the cops!
‘till all the eyes that they’ve seen our fire play!!

Mark it down,
Call it lovers Day!!
Yes here of course there are miracles.
Under your sighs and moans.
I’m gonna take you,
I’m gonna take you home.

Música da Semana: The Rural Alberta Advantage – Edmonton

The Rural Alberta Advantage
Música da semana e banda do ano, pelo menos para mim. Conhecer Rural Alberta foi a melhor coisa em termos musicais que me aconteceu nos últimos tempos. Eles representam o indie rock canadense da melhor maneira possível. É um trio, formado por Paul Banwatt, Amy Cole e Nils Edenloff em 2005. Até o momento, só lançaram um álbum, o Hometowns em 2008.
As letras da banda são fantásticas, geralmente falando sobre cidades natais e corações partidos, sempre de uma maneira cheia de paixão e muito longe de ser exagero ou do melodrama. É o tipo de música que me faz pensar na vida e me deixa com um frio na espinha. Como uma banda tão boa é ainda tão desconhecida?
Aqui vai um exemplo do que estou falando, a música Edmonton – em versão ao vivo – com suas respectivas letras.

What’ll I do if you never wanna come back
Sittin in a city that is always on the attack
What’ll I do if you never want me back
Come with me come back we’ll live again

And what if I’m only satisfied when I’m at home
Sittin in a city that’ll never let me go
What if I’m only satisfied when I’m at home

What’ll I do if you never find me again
Sittin in a Province a million miles from my friends
What’ll I do if you never want me again
Come with me come back we’ll live again

What if I’m only satisfied when I’m at home
Sittin in a city that’ll never let me go
What if I’m only satisfied when I’m alone

Late at night
Sink your heart into mine
And I will never try
As you forget your northern lights

Late at night
Sync your hearbeat to mine
I will never try
To forget your northern lights

Gone away again
From this Alberta pen
And I will never try
To forget your northern eyes

Gone away again
From this Alberta pen
And I will never try
To forget your northern eyes

Baby then again
Under the lights at the Leg
And we will burn our eyes
Seeking out these purple nights

Baby then again
Under the lights at the Leg
And we will burn our eyes
Seeking out these purple nights

Download: The Rural Alberta Advantage – Hometowns

Música da Semana: Local Natives – Airplanes

Local Natives
Essa é, até agora, a favorita para “banda hype” 2010. Com o primeiro álbum, Gorilla Manor, lançado no Reino Unido no ano passado, a banda já está alcançando um certo reconhecimento daquele lado do oceano; na terra natal, LA e, mais importante, na internet. Sendo comparada com bandas como Arcade Fire e Vampire Weekend eles parecem estar no caminho certo para explodir mundialmente.
O som da banda é influenciado pelo afropop – daí a comparação com o VW – mas o mais marcante são as percussões bem deselvolvidas e os vocais triplos, que são o maior apelo da banda.
Confiram a música Airplanes (vídeo oficial), com as letras.

Local Natives – Airplanes

The desk where you sit inside of a
Frame made of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when
You taught abroad in Japan

I love it all so much
I call I want you back

I did not know you as well
As my father knew you
Every question you took the
Time to sit and look it up in the
Encyclopedia

I love it all so much
I call I want you back

It sounds like we
Would of had a great deal to say
To each other
I bet when I leave
My body for the sky the wait will
Be worth it

I love it all so much
I call I want you back

P.S.: Eu não poderia deixar de recomendar esse vídeo, não oficial, da mesma música. Brilhante: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EonnZ-8GdiY

– F. M, AB

Música da semana: Woods – Rain On

Eis uma nova sessão do Cultura Intretacal. Todo domingo vamos postar um video de alguma música bacana pra começar bem a semana. Quem não curte música boa, não é?

Woods
Trata-se de uma banda nova nascida na famosa Los Angeles. Eles têm um som muito bacana e bem sossegado. Dá para ficar escutando o CD e relaxando por um bom tempo. Segundo um amigo meu, tem um pouco de folk aqui, mas um folk diferente. Quando ouço Woods me vem a mente um lugar agradável, onde eu posso tirar meu tênis, deitar numa rede e olhar as estrelas. Confiram a Rain On (com letras!), do álbum Songs of Shame.

Woods – Rain On

Wasting time, Annie
Knew you could
Breaking ties, while they
Thought he should

Out of line
But the damage is done
Doing fine
Under a setting sun

And it feels like it should today
Falling back on a better place
You wouldnt hide awhile
If you knew it for two more days

I wont shovel through
All the shame that led me too
You wouldnt pass it off

I wouldnt hide the face
Take it back from anywhere
Oh, just to take it off
Falling back but he’s not there
How the days will rain on you
Oh, how the days will rain on you

And it feels like it should today
Holding back on a better place
You wouldnt hide awhile
If you knew it for two more days

I wont shovel through
All the shame that led me too
You wouldnt pass it off

How the days will rain on you
Oh, how the days will rain on you
Oh, how the days will rain on you
Oh, how the days will rain on you