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Sunday, July 20, 2008

I Dig it Special04

Hoje é dia de Impressões Digitais em uma versão mais que Especial.

Por várias razões, ele é especial, a primeira deve-se ao fato deste roteiro estar pronto e acabado há mais de 1 ano... à época - junho de 2007 - ele não foi publicado por 2 motivos: o primeiro foi a "rapidez no gatilho" do Gui Leite, que - como um fã como eu e muito mais atento - lançou seu Musicast sobre o assunto, derrubando minha pauta.
O segundo motivo foi um acaso. Após rabiscar algumas frases sobre o assunto tropeçei em um maravilhoso artigo do cientista político e jornalista da minha geração André Singer, que me fez rasgar o que havia escrito. Tal artigo tornou-se o fio narrativo deste podcast.
Só com muita sorte pode-se unir uma obra-prima musical com um texto tão adequado e estupendamente bem-escrito.

Com muito orgulho apresento o especial sobre os - agora - 41 anos de lançamento daquele que é considerado o melhor álbum de toda discografia mundial...
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band - The Beatles - 1967

Para manter o clima dos anos 60 tem-se como background deste Impressões apenas músicas de 1967 e que ocuparam os 12 primeiros lugares da Billboard...
1 - Ode To Billie Joe - Bobbie Gentry (Billboard 67s #04)
2 - Windy - The Association (Billboard 67s #03)
3 - Light My Fire - The Doors (Billboard 67s #02)
4 - I Heard It Through The Grapevine - Gladys Knight &The Pips (Billboard 67s #09)
5 - Happy Together - The Turtles (Billboard 67s #08)
6 - To Sir With Love - Lulu (Billboard 67s #01)
7 - Somethin' Stupid - Nancy Sinatra And Frank Sinatra (Billboard 67s #07)
8 - Incense And Peppermints - Strawberry Alarm Clock (Billboard 67s #10)
9 - Daydream Believer - The Monkees (Billboard 67s #06)
10 - The Letter - The Box Tops (Billboard 67s #05)
11 - Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Frankie Valli (Billboard 67s #12)
12 - Groovin' - The Young Rascals (Billboard 67s #11)

Para melhor compreensão deste especial sugiro a audição com a leitura das letras publicadas a seguir:

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Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Album - The Beatles - 1967


1. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club (Lennon/McCartney)
It was twenty years ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
So may I introduce to you
the act you've know for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
It's wonderful to be here
It's certainly a thrill
You're such a lovely audience
We'd like to take you home with us
We'd love to take you home
I don't really want to stop the show
But I thought you might like to know
that the singers going to sing a some
And he wants you all the sing along
So may I introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band

2. With A Little Help Of My Friends (Lennon/McCartney)

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not o sing out of key
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
What do I do when my love is away
Does it worry you to be alone?
How do I feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own
No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friend
Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you but I know it's mine
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Do you need anybody
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends

3. Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds (Lennon/McCartney)
Picture yourself on a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
and she's gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
that grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxies appear on the shores
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
and you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Picture yourself in a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah

4. Getting Better (Lennon/McCartney)
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers that taught me weren't cool
You're holding me down
Burning me round
filling me up with the rules
I've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
I have to admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave m the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
I have to admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine
getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her
and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, I was mean but I'm changing my scene
and I'm doing the best that I can
I've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
Yes, admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine
getting so much better all the time
It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
It's getting better all the time
better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time

5. Fixing A Hole (Lennon/McCartney)
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door
and kept my mind from wandering
where it will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong
I'm right where I belong
I'm right where I belong
See the people standing there
who disagree and never win
and wonder why they don't get in my door
I'm painting my room in a colorful way,
and when my mind is wandering
there I will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong
I'm right where I belong
I'm right where I belong
Silly people run around
they worry me and never ask me
why they don't get past my door
I'm taking my time for a number of things
that weren't important yesterday
and I still go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
where it will go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go

6. She's Leaving Home (Lennon/McCartney)
Wednesday morning at five o'clock
as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free
She (we gave her most of our lives)
is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives)
home (we gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone for
so many years (bye bye)
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband
Daddy our baby's gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me
She (We never thought of ourselves)
is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone for
so many years (bye bye)
Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
She (what did we do that was wrong)
is having (we didn't know it was wrong)
fun (fun is the one thing that money can't buy)
Something inside that was always denied for
so many years (bye bye)
She's leaving home (bye bye)

7. Being For The Benefit Of Mr. Kite (Lennon/McCartney)
For the benefit of Mr. Kite
there will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
late of Pablo Fanques'fair, what a scene
Over men and horses hoops and garters
and lastly through a hogshead of real fire
In this way Mr. K will challenge the world
The celebrated Mr. K
performs his feats on Saturday at Bishopsgate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
as Mr. Kite flies through the ring, don't be late
Messers K. and H. assure the public
their production will be second to none
And of course Henry the Horse dances the waltz
The band begins at ten to six
when Mr. K performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H will demonstrate
ten somersets he'll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
a splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill

8. Within You Without You (Harrison)
We were talking
about the space between us all
and people who hide themselves
behind a wall of illusion
never glimpse the truth
then it's far too late
when they pass away
We were talking
about the love we all could share
When we find it
to try our best to hold it there
with our love, with our love
we could save the world
if they only knew
Try to realize it's all within yourself
no one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small
and life flows on within you and without you
We were talking
about the love that's gone so cold
and the people who gain the world
and lose their soul
They don't know, they can't see
Are you one of them
When you've seen beyond yourself
then you may find
peace of mind is waiting there
And the time will come
when you see we're all one
and life flows on within you and without you

9. When I'm Sixty-Four (Lennon/McCartney)
When I get older losing my hair
many years from now
will you still be sending me a valentine
birthday greeting, bottle of wine
If I'd been out till quarter to three
would you lock the door
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four
You'll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy mending a fuse
when your light have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four
Every summer we can rent a cottage on the
Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck, and Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line
stating point of view
indicate precisely what you mean to say
yours sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer fill in a form
mine forever more
Will you still need me
Will you still feed me
When I'm sixty-four

10. Lovely Rita (Lennon/McCartney)
Lovely Rita meter maid
nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter
when I caught a glimpse of Rita
Filling in a ticket in her little white book
In a cap she looked much older
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look a little like a military man
Lovely Rita meter maid
may I inquire discreetly
When are you free to take some tea with me
Took her out and tried to win her
had a laugh and over dinner
Told her I would really like to see her again
Got the bill and Rita paid it
Took her home and nearly made it
Sitting on a sofa with a sister or two
Lovely Rita meter maid
where would I be without you
give us a wink and make me think of you
Lovely meter maid
Rita meter maid
oh, Lovely Rita meter, meter maid

11. Good Morning Good Morning (Lennon/McCartney)
Good morning good morning
good morning good morning
good morning, a
Nothing to do to save his life
call his wife in
Nothing say but what a day
how's your boy been
Nothing to do, it's up to you
I've got noting to say but it's O.K.
Good morning good morning
good morning a
Going to work don't want to go
feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam
then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed, it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep
And you're on your own, you're in the street
After a while you start to smile
now you feel cool
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school
Nothing has changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning good morning
good morning a
People running 'round it's five o'clock
Everywhere in town it's getting dark
Everyone you see is full of life
It's time for tea and meet the wife
Somebody needs to know the time
glad that I'm here
Watching the skirts you start to flirt
no you're in gear
Go to a show you hope she goes
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning good morning
good morning good morning

12. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise) (Lennon/McCartney)
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
we hope you have enjoyed the show
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
We're sorry but it's time to go
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band
We'd like to thank you once again
Sgt. Pepper's one and only Lonely Heart's Club Band
It's getting very near the end
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band

13. A Day In The Life (Lennon/McCartney)
I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
if he was from the House of Lords
I saw a film today oh, boy
The English army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book
I'd love to turn you on.
Woke up, got out of bed
dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
and looking up, I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
Somebody spoke and I went into a dream
Ah
I read the news today oh, boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes
it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on


BackGround:
1 - Ode To Billie Joe - Bobbie Gentry
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day
I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay
And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge"
"Today Billy Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
And Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
And Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night?
"I'll have another piece of apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge"
"And now you tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
And Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe
And Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo
There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring
And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything
And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge

2 - Windy - The Association
Who's peekin' out from under a stairway
Calling a name that's lighter than air
Who's bending down to give me a rainbow
Everyone knows it's Windy
Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
And Windy has stor-my eyes
That flash at the sound of lies
And Windy has wings to fly
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Above the clouds (above the clouds)
Who's tripping down the streets of the city
Smilin' at everybody she sees
Who's reachin' out to capture a moment
Everyone knows it's Windy

3 - Light My Fire - The Doors
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire

4 - I Heard It Through The Grapevine - Gladys Knight &The Pips
Ooh, I bet you're wond'rin' how I knew
Baby, baby, baby, 'bout your plans to make me blue [how]
With some other girl you knew before
Between the two of us girls ya know I love you more
It took me by surprise I must say
When I found out yesterday.
Don't ya know that I heard it through the grapevine
Not much longer would you be mine
Oh, don't ya know that I heard it through the grapevine
And I'm just about, just about, just about, to lose my mind
Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am.
Baby won't you listen to me.
Boy take a good look at these tears of mine
Baby, baby these tears I can't hold inside
Losin' you would end my life you see
Because you mean that much to me
You could've told me yourself
That you love some body else.
Instead I heard it through the grapevine
Oh-h, not much longer you be mine
Oh, I heard it, yes, I heard it [heard it through the grapevine]
Oh, just about, just about, just about, to lose my mind
Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am, Oh yes, I am
Go-o-o-o-o, go
Go, I gotta go
Go, go
You gotta let me go
Go, go, go
I gotta go whoa, whoa, whoa
Say believe half of what you see
Oh, ho, and none of what you hear
Baby, but I just can't help bein' confused
If it's true please baby, won't ya tell me dear
Oh-h-h, do you plan to let me go
For the other girl you loved before?
Don't ya know that I heard through the grapevine
Not much longer would you be mine
Don't ya know that I heard it, yes I heard it

5 - Happy Together - The Turtles
Imagine me and you, I do
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So happy together
If I should call you up, invest a dime
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
Me and you and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together
So happy together
How is the weather
So happy together
We're happy together
So happy together
Happy together
So happy together
So happy together (ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba)

6 - To Sir With Love - Lulu
Those schoolgirl days, of telling tales and biting nails are gone,
But in my mind,
I know they will still live on and on,
But how do you thank someone, who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
It isn't easy, but I'll try,
If you wanted the sky I would write across the sky in letters,
That would soar a thousand feet high,
To Sir, with Love
The time has come,
For closing books and long last looks must end,
And as I leave,
I know that I am leaving my best friend,
A friend who taught me right from wrong,
And weak from strong,
That's a lot to learn,
What, what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon I would try to make a start,
But I, would rather you let me give my heart,
To Sir, with Love

7 - Somethin' Stupid - Nancy Sinatra And Frank Sinatra

I know I stand in line until you think
You have the time to spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two......
And then I go and spoil it all by saying
Something stupid like I love you
I can see it in your eyes that you despise
The same old lines you heard the night before......
And though it's just a line to you for me it's true......
And never seemed so right before
I practice everyday to find some clever lines
To say to make the meaning come true......
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right your perfume fills my head......
The stars get red and on the nights so blue......
And then I go and spoil it all by saying
Something stupid like I love you

8 - Incense And Peppermints - Strawberry Alarm Clock
Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind.
Dead kings, many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns.
Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah.
Look at yourself, look at yourself,
Yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah.
Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two.
Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do.
Beatniks and politics, nothing is new.
A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind.
Dead kings and many things I can't define.
Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind.
Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme.
Who cares what games we choose?
Little to win, but nothing to lose.
Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints.
Sha-la-la, sha-la-la....

9 - Daydream Believer - The Monkees
Oh, I could hide neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six oclock alarm would never ring.
Whoops its ringing and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin razors cold and it stings.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times starts and end
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
Cheer up, sleepy jean.
Oh, what can it mean.
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.

10 - The Letter - The Box Tops
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
I don't care how much money I gotta spend,
Got to get back to my baby again
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn't live without me no mo'.
Listen mister can't you see I got to get back
To my baby once a-mo'--anyway...
Gimme a ticket for an aeroplane,
Ain't got time to take a fast train.
Lonely days are gone, I'm a-goin' home,
'Cause my baby just a-wrote me a letter.
Because my baby just a-wrote me a letter.

11 - Can't Take My Eyes Off You - Frankie Valli
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
Pardon the way that I stare.
There's nothing else to compare.
The sight of you leaves me weak.
There are no words left to speak,
But if you feel like I feel,
Please let me know that it's real.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay
And let me love you, baby.
Let me love you.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
You'd be like Heaven to touch.
I wanna hold you so much.
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive.
You're just too good to be true.
Can't take my eyes off you.
I love you, baby,
And if it's quite alright,
I need you, baby,
To warm a lonely night.
I love you, baby.
Trust in me when I say:
Oh, pretty baby,
Don't bring me down, I pray.
Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay..

12 - Groovin' - The Young Rascals
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we're together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of . . .
Groovin' . . . down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things that we can see
We can be anyone we want to be
And all those happy people we could meet just . . .
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha [3 times]
We'll keep on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it comin' closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly . . .
Groovin' . . . on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
Ah-ha-ha
Ah-ha-ha
Ah-ha-ha

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Febeapá - A Série (O kit Amaury Jr)

O destemido e fulgurante casal @maestrobilly e @mellancia, sei lá por que cargas-d'água, decidiram aceitar um convite para o evento comemorativo, na semana passada, das bodas de prata do programa Amaury Jr (ô zé, isso quer dizer 25 anos) em uma dessas casas de eventos para famosos de São Paulo.
Como a coisa lá foi "muuuuuuito" animada (ver íntegra do périplo festivo do casal aqui) eles decidiram promover um Concurso Sócio-Educativo-Carnavalesco, o qual consistia em uma espécie de "Onde está o Wally" (não, nerd, não o atual WALL-e da Pixar, aquele dos livrinhos da década de 80/90, de camisa listrada branca e vermelha, óculos e gorrinho... lembrou?).
Só que a brincadeira consistia em desafiar os leitores do blog do dito maestro achar um FAMOSO nas fotos daquela muvuca bombada a botox e estica-e-puxa cirurgicamente aplicados.
Como a tarefa proposta apresentou-se hercúlea, o sestroso casal gentilmente cedeu como brinde ao que achasse um famoso a lembrança por eles recebida à saída de tal esplendoroso evento.
Como eu, e somente eu, tive a felicidade incomensurável de localizar o único rosto reconhecível de tal rega-bofe fui brindado com o mimo Amauryjunioresco, ao vivo e em cores, pelo casal no último #twitterlunch desta 4a. 2-jul, no Yucatán, organizado pela Ju (a.k.a. @garciasales).

Abaixo fotos e detalhes do magnifico, acachapante, esfuziante e asfixiante prêmio:

Vejam o detalhe da delicada e original embalagem


Garanto! Nunca havia visto tais espécimes editoriais...

Agora, a brejeirice e a inventividade, ao se aplicar a religiosidade ao marketing, é digna deste malemolente povo brasileiro.
Realmente é de tirar o fôlego... o que Santo Antônio tem com todo esse baba-ovo? Maestro Billy, Mellancia a festa era em trajes típicos?

post-scriptum: O casal fotografou (ou filmou) a entrega do prêmio a este que vos digita, entretanto até o momento as imagens não foram publicadas... pena :(

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

E AGORA...PARA ONDE VAMOS?

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Quando me perguntam se blogs e - principalmente - podcasts são apenas "a moda do momento", com toda a tranquilidade e sinceridade do mundo afirmo que não.
Os números atuais indicam claramente que estes elementos midiáticos não são efêmeros. Por exemplo: o Technorati monitora a blogosfera desde novembro de 2002. Nesta data já havia monitorado um total de cerca de 40 mil blogs. Hoje cerca de 100 mil novos blogs são criados por dia! Algo como o dobro daquilo que era produzindo pela blogosfera há 4 anos. E olha só! Aquele antigo formato "meu querido diário" evoluiu a tal ponto que temos hoje os probloggers e os blogs corporativos.
Na realidade a questão não é saber se eles são uma moda ou não, mas quanto tempo vai demorar para os blogs e podcasts sairem desse nicho de nerds.
Os bloggers possuem uma vantagem: é muito simples formatar e distribuir um blog; bastam um browser, um acesso a serviço de web-publishing, e, claro, conteúdo. A partir daí é só sair escrevendo o que der na telha...
Por outro lado, o podcasting exige um esforço considerável a mais, além de escrever o podcaster precisa - no mínimo - dominar as técnicas da comunicação vocal, de gravação e edição de arquivos de áudio e bancar um custo de hospedagem e de banda de tráfego.
Isso me lembra e me faz declarar aqui a urgente necessidade de popularização real do podcasting.
De um lado tornando muito mais simples a sua distribuição, algo assim, tão simples como sintonizar uma rádio FM. De outro divulgar a vantagem do seu ineditismo e abrangência de assuntos e perfis. Penso que divulgando as suas capacidades e riqueza de assuntos, e tornando-os mais acessíveis ao pessoal menos afeito às tecnicidades da internet, com certeza, teremos massa crítica suficiente para estas mídias tornarem-se o formato dominante, em futuro próximo, de comunicação e troca de idéias.
As pessoas normalmente se apegam ao entretenimento e acabam dispendendo boa parte do seu tempo nisso. No século passado as pessoas passaram as décadas de 30, 40 e 50 em frente de um rádio; os anos 60, 70, 80 e 90, ficaram pasmos frente a uma televisão. Agora, no século 21, a próxima geração dominante deste planeta passa horas em frente ao computador, onde a atenção é dividida em uma miscelânea de comunicação, informação, diversão, relacionamento social, econômico e financeiro.
Quando toda essa coisa de Internet começou, antes de ser economicamente viável ou vista como uma oportunidade possível de negócio, a comunicação era simples: um texto na tela! Na verdade ainda agora é simples! Só que agora existem inúmeras ferramentas para tornar mais fácil a publicação e a distribuição de suas idéias, seja em vídeo, áudio, texto... Nunca tanta gente reuniu em um único lugar tantos pensamentos e opiniões pessoais...Estamos conseguindo provocar uma sobrecarga de informação, e ao mesmo tempo, pela diferença da velocidade de inserção tecnológica, não está sendo permitido que o resto da sociedade acesse estas mesmas informações.
Blogging e podcasting não são apenas uma moda de adolescentes. Por enquanto, estão apenas defasados do grande público.
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Se blogs e podcasts não são um modismo e estão em crescimento, seria lógico deduzir que, mais dia, menos dia, a mídia tradicional - como conhecemos - terá sua relevância diminuída. Pois, as ferramentas de captação, produção e edição de podcasts estão cada dia mais baratas e simplificadas, e as bandas de tráfego mais acessíveis e velozes... Porém, e em compensação a mídia tradicional possui um relacionamento muito melhor com os patrocinadores e agências de propaganda; possuem, historicamente, o poder e o controle da informação de massa... só isso indica que elas não irão desaparecer tão facilmente.
Com isso quem ganha é o consumidor de quaisquer que sejam estas mídias, pois todas sem exceção, vão criar - nesta competição - novos e melhores conteúdos.
Certamente não serão criadas novas grandes redes de TV e Rádio; o mais provável é que esta indústria não irá ficar parada e se modernizará rapidamente. Alguns sinais deste movimento (ou seria preocupação?) já são abertamente discutidos em seminários de jornais e de associações de rádio mais sensíveis ao movimento de blogging e podcasting. Estas mídias já notaram a ameaça do podcasting, e se encontram em processo de adequação, lenta, tímida, mas contínua, na busca de evitar um confronto direto e perda completa de seu público.
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Hoje temos excesso de oferta de serviços de comunicação e de criadores de conteúdo. Antigamente eu suava um bocado para conseguir algumas linhas de informação sobre qualquer assunto, mesmo que o mais banal. Hoje temos exatamente o inverso, e aí o critério, a filtragem assumem importância fundamental (olha aí um nicho importante, gente!).
Um outro aspecto interessante é o início da quebra do paradigma da informação de massa. As pessoas, mais e mais, buscam informações com outras pessoas, buscam autenticidade na "sua" rede social, em pessoas reais (mesmo que através de midias digitais), abandonando de vez as companhias de informação, as quais junto com alguma notícia aqui e alí as bombardeiam com mensagens comerciais e ações de merchandising.
Uma coisinha interessante nisso tudo é que o blogging e o podcasting nem de perto ameaçam diretamente o modelo de negócios dos meios de comunicação de massa... O blog e o podcast não têm nada a ver com isso! Eles não são mídias de massa, que possuem um custo direto quase fixo, seja para uma ou milhares de pessoas (leitores, ouvintes ou espectadores). O modelo econômico que permeia os blogs e os podcasts está vinculado a um processo de divulgação extremamente pulverizado e de custos associados a cada assinante.
Outra possibilidade que a dupla blog/podcast nos abre é a de rejeitar um pedaço de papel impresso, vídeo ou áudio com notícias e informações embaralhadas - na forma e no conteúdo - com propagandas e ações de venda; como também permite buscar diretamente o que realmente interessa e suas ricas relações com experiências pessoais.
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Uma das questões mais importantes, que vive nas cabeças dos bloggers e podcasters é: como fazer dinheiro suficiente para manter uma dedicação exclusiva à produção destas coisinhas, se a cada dia há mais gente escrevendo e gravando, e principalmente porque é clara a tendência desta quantidade continuar a crescer?!
Hoje há um bilhão de telefones celulares e prevê-se o dobro em dois anos. Caso não tenha notado o telefone celular é apenas um computador ligado a uma rede que permite que você transmita dados.
Então, quando eu penso sobre as possibilidades desse universo de telefones celulares sou obrigado a supor que estruturas chamadas de blogging e podcasting podem ser ofuscadas por ferramentas desenvolvidas para esse pessoal que já se encontra essencialmente conectado por um aparelhinho portátil e cada dia mais potente... O que isso significa em termos de implicações sociais? Simples! Que teremos de tudo, produções de texto, áudio e vídeo de todos os matizes e níveis de qualidade... E claro, um espaço enorme para comercializar conteúdo!
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De cara a Web 2.0 propiciou aos bloggers e podcasters algo muito importante: assunto! Hoje temos mais clones de clones de clones de clones. ... Todos querem "ser um..." também. Eu quero ser um YouTube. Eu quero ser um Facebook. Eu quero ser um Flickr ... isso dá muito "pano p'ra manga".
Agora, que a Web 2.0 impacta o podcasting e o blogging, não há dúvida, isto é facilmente perceptível. Pois estes meios são a extensão natural daquilo que foi a origem da web: a mídia global de escrita e leitura puras! Ela é uma evolução daquilo que começou lá nos anos 90: a conexão de pessoas permitindo o encontro de iguais e intercomunicação digital... E isso nada mais é que a atual Web 2.0, onde os blogs, podcasts e todas as outras ferramentas convivem, facilitando cada vez mais os processo de criação, produção e distribuição de conteúdos inéditos e/ou pessoais, para, enfim, encontrar outras pessoas com o mesmo espírito dentro deste único meio ou - como chamo - tecido digital...
Alguns sinais importantes da socialização digital: estamos vendo o crescimento da preocupação local novamente. As pessoas em suas comunidades estão, na realidade, encontrando-se, relacionando-se, enfim, criando mutuamente e escrevendo acerca de algumas das coisas que nenhum dos jornais estão cobrindo mais. Os encontros do bairro, as ações de sua comunidade e a vizinhança... As pessoas estão escrevendo sobre a sua faculdade, sua empresa, divulgando reuniões de nichos profissionais, analisando a política local... Assuntos sobre os quais ninguém mais parecia se preocupar há algum tempo atrás. E - olha a surpresa! - nestas atividades típicas de aldeias eles encontram mentes semelhantes! Tornando a busca de concentração em um único espaço geográfico, deste ser gregário, que é o homem, em uma concentração no espaço digital.
Algumas destas ferramentas digitais tem sido utilizadas para ajudar as pessoas a se tornarem amigos na realidade: mais e mais encontros são organizados, através da internet, para trocas de experiências pessoais no tête-a-tête. O que tem-se provado ser uma ótima maneira de as pessoas se organizarem para ajudar a mudar as suas comunidades do mundo real.

Obviamente o assunto não se encerra aqui, mas para o bem da compreensão devo deixar você sedimentar estas observações na esperança que não seja apenas eu nesta relação escritor-leitor a divulgar idéias. Compreende!?

Sérgio Vieira - autor deste artigo, além de podcaster anda doidinho para se tornar efetivamente em um blogger também...