Rodada geral

 

red hot bros

 

Psycho Killer

Não é segredo nenhum. Aqui somos Saoirse.

E quando os Talking Heads resolvem fazer um vídeo novo para celebrar os 50 anos do primeiro concerto no CBGB, o resultado só pode ser cinema. 

Good Feeling

  

o spotify não te oferece discos

Electric Poet

 

Boy From The County Hell

 

Shane MacGowan
(1957 - 2023)

Tom Verlaine (1949 - 2023)

happy new discs

não tivemos frio mas houve lareira

adquirido no BADSTUEROCK, Arhus

the old Iguana

 

Stereofy

 Há poucas coisas mais saborosas que adquirir um disco novo.

get the stream outta here

Diz que estreia amanhã na apple TV.

Isto pede é tela. Ponham-no nas salas.

PJ Harvest

Limpeza total

 

o (post) Punk é confinado

 

o 'Fairytale' é quando o homem quiser (e não a BBC)

... e Feliz Natal, já agora !

It was Christmas Eve babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me, won't see another one

And then he sang a song

The Rare Old Mountain Dew

I turned my face away

And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I've got a feeling

This year's for me and you

So happy Christmas

I love you baby

I can see a better time

When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars

They've got rivers of gold

But the wind goes right through you

It's no place for the old

When you first took my hand

On a cold Christmas Eve

You promised me

Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome

You were pretty

Queen of New York City

When the band finished playing

They howled out for more

Sinatra was swinging

All the drunks they were singing

We kissed on a corner

Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir

Were singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out

For Christmas day

You're a bum

You're a punk

You're an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag, you maggot

You cheap lousy faggot

Happy Christmas your arse

I pray God it's our last

The boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out

For Christmas day

I could have been someone

Well so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me babe

I put them with my own

Can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you

The boys of the NYPD choir

Still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out

For Christmas day

Punk's not dead

- velvetnirvana -
pavilhão branco - galerias municipais

the Better Land

New punk on the run.
Boa sexta!

outro quarentão