Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Elogio da loucura: Cut Copy















"Cut Copy is a synthpop band from Melbourne, Australia. Their sound, often labeled as electropop, draws considerable influence from 80s new wave, synth-pop and post-punk genres. Cut Copy is managed by Punkdafunk, and is signed to the record label Modular Recordings, home of Wolfmother, The Presets, New Young Pony Club and The Avalanches." in http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cut_Copy

Ás vezes é necessário deixar a poeira assentar. E já assentou. 2008, foi o ano de lançamento do disco In Ghost Colours. Disco que deixa boas recordações e que mereceu as melhores críticas por parte da imprensa especializada. Lights and music, faixa que integra o mesmo albúm já não vence por culpa do ímpeto e força da novidade. Vence porque, passados 2 anos a música permanece com a mesma força, porque desafia o asfalto e as pistas de dança. Porque já não há força gravítica que nos cole os pés ao chão. Porque a música tem qualidade.
Mas há mais. Esta banda atira para as prateleiras discos sensaborões, tira espaço à dita "música de dança", e confere uma alternativa superior para o senhor DJ passar. Na frase atrás disse "música de dança", mas enganei-me: música de dança é CUT COPY.
Meses mais tarde, os The Killers lançam Human. Boa música que segue os trilhos sonores de Cut Copy. Mas não tão bem.
Quero com isto dizer, que os Cut Copy foram os primeiros. Mas os Killers tem toda a entourage e marketing que fazem deles os messias. Aqui a história inverte-se. Toda a gente se lembra do astronauta que primeiro pisou a lua, Neil Armstrong. E o segundo qual foi?
No caso da música os Cut Copy foram os primeiros, mas o pessoal só se lembra de The Killers.

Divagações à parte: Cut Copy sim, é música de dança.
E senhores DJ's, deixem de passar os pedros casanova, aquelas músicas que repetem uma ideia até à exaustão, aquelas m*rd*s.
Fica o vídeo, Cut Copy, Lights & Music

Why do I tire of counting sheep ?


Owl City
Fireflies lyrics

"
You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance

A fox trot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball that's just hanging by a thread

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell

But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams
"