<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:36:36.806-08:00</updated><category term='Roberta Sá'/><category term='Delicatessen'/><category term='Eliana Printes'/><category term='Ceumar'/><category term='Rita Ribeiro'/><title type='text'>Concept Yourself</title><subtitle type='html'>Seja você mesmo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-4446584135988875632</id><published>2008-02-08T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:52.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rita Ribeiro'/><title type='text'>RITA RIBEIRO "Pérolas Aos Povos" (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ximyZhc8I/AAAAAAAAACA/M6WHP4Zw22M/s1600-h/ritaribeirobu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164611291190490050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ximyZhc8I/AAAAAAAAACA/M6WHP4Zw22M/s400/ritaribeirobu7.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pérolas Aos Povos"&lt;/strong&gt; é o segundo álbum da maranhense Rita Ribeiro, lançado em 1999, pela MZA Music e distribuído pela Universal Music. O disco incluí composições de artistas consagrados como Zeca Baleiro, Chico César e Jorge Benjor e comprovando sua posição entre os artistas mais importantes da MPB atual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;Tô&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Rita Ribeiro / Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Filhos Da Precisão&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Erasmo Dibel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Déja Vu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Natália Mallo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Banho Cheiroso&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Antônio Vieira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Jamais Estive Tão Segura De Mim Mesma&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Raulzito)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Pensar Em Você&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Chico César)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;Vendedor De Bananas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Jorge Ben)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Mambo Da Dor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Há Mulheres&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vânia Borges)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Muzak &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Eclipse Em Meia Lua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Carlos Careqa / Arrigo Barnabé / Adriana Sátiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Mana Chica&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Domínio Público - Adaptação: Rita Ribeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Pérola Aos Povos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Isla Jay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Na Gira&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Rita Ribeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/90148662/Rita_Ribeiro_Perolas_Aos_Povos.rar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Clique aqui para baixar o disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-4446584135988875632?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4446584135988875632/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=4446584135988875632' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/4446584135988875632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/4446584135988875632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/02/rita-ribeiro-prolas-aos-povos-1999.html' title='RITA RIBEIRO &quot;Pérolas Aos Povos&quot; (1999)'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ximyZhc8I/AAAAAAAAACA/M6WHP4Zw22M/s72-c/ritaribeirobu7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-44005131148605193</id><published>2008-02-03T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:52.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOJE O SAMBA SAIU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ZfdCZhc7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/ezkMOBcV50c/s1600-h/carnevale-venezia-pierrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162918975291618226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ZfdCZhc7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/ezkMOBcV50c/s400/carnevale-venezia-pierrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Olhando na quarta-feira as ruas vazias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com os garis dando um jeito em nossa moral&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Custei a compreender que fantasia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É um troço que o cara tira no carnaval&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E usa nos outros dias por toda a vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dizendo: "Olá! Como vai?" e coisas assim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; nó da gravata apertando o pescoço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olhando o fundo do poço e rindo de mim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ria, rasguei a fantasia, ria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queimei a garantia, ria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tô solto por aí&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doido, eu danço de Pierrot, triste&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrendo em meu amor, ria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vendo você morrer de rir..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Música: FANTASIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Autores: JOÃO BOSCO / ALDIR BLANC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-44005131148605193?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/44005131148605193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=44005131148605193' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/44005131148605193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/44005131148605193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/02/hoje-o-samba-saiu.html' title='HOJE O SAMBA SAIU...'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6ZfdCZhc7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/ezkMOBcV50c/s72-c/carnevale-venezia-pierrot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-3647027990512205142</id><published>2008-01-31T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:53.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roberta Sá'/><title type='text'>ROBERTA SÁ "Braseiro" (2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6KbHSZhc5I/AAAAAAAAABo/bgpgXWFh__w/s1600-h/rsbraseiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161858672420287378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6KbHSZhc5I/AAAAAAAAABo/bgpgXWFh__w/s320/rsbraseiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Braseiro"&lt;/strong&gt; é o álbum de estréia de Roberta Sá, a cantora nascida em Natal (RN) e radicada no Rio de Janeiro há 15 anos, que participou de uma das edições do programa global Fama. Produzido por Rodrigo Campello, o disco demonstra a cada faixa seu grau de intimidade com a música de uma maneira leve e criativa. O trabalho traz um repertório de dez faixas muito bem escolhidas, entre elas, "Pelas Tabelas", de Chico Buarque, "Casa Pré-Fabricada", do Los Hermanos, além de "Lavoura", com a participação de Ney Matogrosso. Além das partipações de Pedro Luís (do grupo Pedro Luís e a Parede) e do maravilhoso grupo vocal MPB-4. Roberta promete abalar as estruturas de quem gosta de boa música. Vale a pena conferir!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;Eu Sambo Mesmo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Janet de Almeida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Pelas Tabelas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Chico Buarque)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;No Braseiro&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Pedro Luís)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Casa Pré Fabricada&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Marcelo Camelo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Lavoura&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Teresa Cristina / Pedro Amorim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Ah, Se Eu Vou&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Lula Queiroga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;A Vizinha Do Lado&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Dorival Caymmi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Valsa Da Solidão&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Paulinho da Viola / Hermínio Bello de Carvalho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Cicatrizes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Miltinho / Paulo César Pinheiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Olho De Boi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Rodrigo Maranhão)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/88083735/Roberta_Sa_Braseiro.rar"&gt;Clique aqui para baixar o disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-3647027990512205142?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3647027990512205142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=3647027990512205142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/3647027990512205142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/3647027990512205142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/roberta-s-braseiro-2005.html' title='ROBERTA SÁ &quot;Braseiro&quot; (2005)'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6KbHSZhc5I/AAAAAAAAABo/bgpgXWFh__w/s72-c/rsbraseiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-8300621290977303673</id><published>2008-01-30T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:53.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...ROMÂNTICO É UMA ESPÉCIE EM EXTINÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6E0RyZhc3I/AAAAAAAAABY/V1mUg-T4Yeg/s1600-h/p_Colin_cryin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161464128134542194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R6E0RyZhc3I/AAAAAAAAABY/V1mUg-T4Yeg/s400/p_Colin_cryin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Feelings, nothing more than feelings..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pra quê falarmos em relacionamentos, de amores ou em "felizes para sempre", se nem as próprias pessoas sabem o que querem? Romance. O que é isso mesmo? Honestidade. Vale a pena mesmo ser verdadeiro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As pessoas de hoje vivem num mundo que, na maioria das vezes, eu não consigo acompanhar. Me sinto esquisito, como um peixe fora d'água. O assunto pode até ser repetitivo, mas todos anseiam pela felicidade e acredito que ninguém quer ficar só. Ter alguém pra compartilhar a vida, seja em bons e maus momentos, é o que muitos desejam. Crescer e evoluir juntos. Ser cúmplice, ser completo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A conquista, o romance, a ansiedade de esperar o outro. Que coisa gostosa! Você é importante para alguém! Receber ligações, mensagens. Ir ao cinema e assistir a um filme de mãos dadas. Ficar abraçado, sentindo apenas o calor humano. Fazer um carinho, um cafuné. Segurar as mãos e olhar nos olhos. Amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Na teoria tudo isso é muito bonito. Dá um excelente enredo para uma bela telenovela mexicana... A realidade é completamente diferente. As pessoas têm medo. Mas por que será que as pessoas encontram tanta dificuldade em mostrar-se? Em ser elas mesmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ser honesto tournou-se obsoleto e falar sempre a verdade é praticamente utópico. É mais fácil fazer juras hipocritas e falsas promessas de amor. É mais fácil fingir estar bem e empurrar com a barriga. É mais fácil dar uma escapadinha básica, afinal, ninguém vai ficar sabendo, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;É mais fácil machucar o outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;É mais fácil trair a confiança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Verdade? O que a verdade tem a ver com tudo isso? Pra que falar de coisas difíceis, não é? Pra que lutar por um relacionamento longo, de por exemplo, 10 anos? É mais fácil colocar um fim. Ah, é a incompatibilidade de gênios... tinha me esquecido deste detalhe. Esfriou. A fila precisava andar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;E o amor? Onde está o amor? Houve amor? Você foi fiel? E não estou nem questionando se você foi fiel ao que sentia pela outra pessoa, mas você foi fiel àquilo que vc sentia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;É esse o ponto. Sempre acreditei que o princípio é esse: RESPEITO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Partindo deste princício, eu me pergunto: eu sei respeitar? Eu sei me respeitar? Porque convenhamos, se nem ao menos respeitar a si próprio você sabe, quanto mais respeitar uma segunda pessoa? Daí, como ter um relacionamento? Como deixár alguém fazer parte da sua vida? Saber dar e receber. Saber ser humilde. Saber que nem tudo lhe convém. Saber ouvir. Saber falar. Saber se calar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;É mais fácil fugir. Pode até parecer mais fácil, mas o caminho é bem mais doloroso. Não sabe se equlibrar quando a corda ficar bamba? Caia. Se jogue para o mais profundo daquilo que é mais asqueroso e repugnante. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saudades do meu tempo de infância. Onde as cobranças eram tomar banho e fazer o dever de casa. Onde o relacionamento era verdadeiro e o que importava era simplesmente estar junto. Era curtir. Compartilhar. Ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Respeito: esse é o princípio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RESPECT YOURSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são poucos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são loucos desvairados.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que querem ser o outro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que pensam que o outro é o paraíso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são lindos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são limpos e pirados&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que choram com baladas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que amam sem vergonha e sem juízo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São tipos populares, que vivem pelos bares&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E mesmo certos vão pedir perdão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E passam a noite em claro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conhecem o gosto raro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De amar sem medo de outra desilusão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romântico é uma espécie em extinção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romântico é uma espécie em extinção.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são poucos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Românticos são loucos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como eu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Como nós)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Música: ROMÂNTICOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Autor:Vander Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-8300621290977303673?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8300621290977303673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=8300621290977303673' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/8300621290977303673'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceumar'/><title type='text'>CEUMAR "Dindinha" (2000)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57jViZhc2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iCn_IifsZLM/s1600-h/ceumardindinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160812182163780450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57jViZhc2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iCn_IifsZLM/s320/ceumardindinha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dindinha" &lt;/strong&gt;é o álbum de estréia da cantora mineira Ceumar, lançado originalmente em janeiro de 2000. Além da faixa-título, composta para ela, o amigo e produtor do CD Zeca Baleiro assinou mais três canções: 'Cantiga', 'Boi Haxixe' e 'Pecadinhos' (com Tata Fernandes). Com 13 faixas e participação especial de Itamar Assumpção, o álbum de estréia revelou-se um sucesso entre a impressa e o público, com uma trajetória surpreendente fora do circuito comercial das tevês e rádios. O disco, de forte sonoridade acústica, espelha o estilo musical da cantora, que dança entre diversos ritmos: transita entre obras de Chico César ('Geofrey, a Lenda do Ginete'), Zé Ramalho ('Galope Rasante'), de Josias Sobrinho ('As Perigosas' e 'Rosa Maria') e Jacinto Silva e Onildo Almeida ('Gírias do Norte') a Itamar Assumpção('Banzo'), Sinhô ('Maldito Costume'), Luiz Gonzaga ('Olha Pro Céu') e o grupo Renaissance ('Let it Grow').&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;Dindinha&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Banzo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Itamar Assumpção)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Galope Rasante&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Zé Ramalho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Cantiga&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Maldito Costume&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sinhô)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;As Perigosas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Josias Sobrinho)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;Boi De Haxixe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Rosa Maria&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Josias Sobrinho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Geofrey, A Lenda Do Ginete&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Chico César)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Gírias Do Norte&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Jacinto Silva / Onildo De Almeira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Pecadinhos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zeca Baleiro / Tata Fernandes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Olha Pro Céu&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Luiz Gonzaga / José Fernandes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Let It Grow&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(M. Dunford / B. Thatcher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/87486700/Ceumar_Dindinha.rar"&gt;Clique aqui para baixar o disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-4801052267189803521?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4801052267189803521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=4801052267189803521' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/4801052267189803521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/4801052267189803521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/ceumar-dindinha-2000.html' title='CEUMAR &quot;Dindinha&quot; (2000)'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57jViZhc2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iCn_IifsZLM/s72-c/ceumardindinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-617714440282279259</id><published>2008-01-29T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:53.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELIS REGINA CARVALHO COSTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57dgCZhc1I/AAAAAAAAABI/Ivb0NdVgMPA/s1600-h/01210101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160805765482640210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57dgCZhc1I/AAAAAAAAABI/Ivb0NdVgMPA/s320/01210101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Elis,&lt;br /&gt;Você foi a estrela,&lt;br /&gt;A melodia mais bela&lt;br /&gt;Dentre todas, incomparável&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira “pequena notável”&lt;br /&gt;De nossa geração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elis,&lt;br /&gt;Você nasceu para brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Com força, garra e amor&lt;br /&gt;Venceu, para mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida existe&lt;br /&gt;Numa letra,&lt;br /&gt;Numa canção.&lt;br /&gt;O toque fundo na alma&lt;br /&gt;Que chega ao limite do coração.&lt;br /&gt;Que traz de volta a esperança&lt;br /&gt;E ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;O choro de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elis,&lt;br /&gt;Nosso “cartão de visita”.&lt;br /&gt;Como um pássaro&lt;br /&gt;Sua vida dedicou&lt;br /&gt;A nos encantar com seu canto; belo, imponente&lt;br /&gt;Pra depois,&lt;br /&gt;Voar&lt;br /&gt;E deixar aquela saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que faz chorar o coração da gente..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu, 21/08/2000&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-617714440282279259?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/617714440282279259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=617714440282279259' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/617714440282279259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/617714440282279259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/elis-regina-carvalho-costa.html' title='ELIS REGINA CARVALHO COSTA'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R57dgCZhc1I/AAAAAAAAABI/Ivb0NdVgMPA/s72-c/01210101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-5814165447198365391</id><published>2008-01-28T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:54.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliana Printes'/><title type='text'>ELIANA PRINTES "Pra Você Me Ouvir" (2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R55V7iZhc0I/AAAAAAAAABA/5dPiV_7lgKc/s1600-h/para-voce-me-ouvir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160656704347665218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R55V7iZhc0I/AAAAAAAAABA/5dPiV_7lgKc/s320/para-voce-me-ouvir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Pra você me ouvir"&lt;/strong&gt; é o quinto cd da carreira da cantora Eliana Printes, lançado em 2004, e segue mantendo o mesmo padrão de qualidade de seus trabalhos anteriores. Produzido pelo cantor e compositor Chico César, o disco apresenta uma roupagem moderna, sem ser banal. No elenco de compositores, Eliana Printes gravou "O trem da juventude" de Herbert Vianna, "Quem vai dizer tchau?" de Nando Reis, uma versão acústica com apenas voz e violão para "Firmamento" do Cidade Negra e "Polaróides" de Celso Fonseca e Ronaldo Bastos. E ainda trouxe para seu disco autores inéditos do grande público como Vander Lee (Aquela Estrela), Péri (Morda minha língua), Sérgio Pererê (Ondé Qué), uma canção inédita da autoria de Eliana em parceria com Adonay Pereira (Perdi a conta) e Kléber Albuquerque com a música "Os Presentes", que é a primeira música de trabalho e está entre as mais tocadas nas rádios do Rio de Janeiro e São Paulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;Morda Minha Língua&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Péri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;Perdi A Conta&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Adonay Pereira / Eliana Printes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Ninguém Vive Sem Amor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Almir Bezerra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;Os Presentes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Kleber Albuquerque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;Uns Dez Amantes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Kleber Albuquerque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;Vaidade&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Chico César / Carlos Rennó)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;Aquela Estrela&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vander Lee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;Firmamento&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(H. Lawes / W. Foster / Lazão / Toni Garrido / Da Gama / Bino)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;Polaróides&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Celson Fonseca / Ronaldo Bastos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;O Trem Da Juventude&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Herbert Vianna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Enquanto Isso&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Renata Cajado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Você Deixou Alguém A Esperar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Edson Ribeiro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Quem Vai Dizer Tchau?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Nando Reis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Ondé Qué&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sérgio Pererê)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/87423306/Eliana_Printes.rar.html"&gt;Clique aqui para baixar o disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-5814165447198365391?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5814165447198365391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=5814165447198365391' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/5814165447198365391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/5814165447198365391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/eliana-printes-pra-voc-me-ouvir-2004.html' title='ELIANA PRINTES &quot;Pra Você Me Ouvir&quot; (2004)'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R55V7iZhc0I/AAAAAAAAABA/5dPiV_7lgKc/s72-c/para-voce-me-ouvir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-9079601193362976899</id><published>2008-01-26T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:54.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EU QUERO UMA CASA NO CAMPO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R53lQiZhczI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NjTqgbTn7fY/s1600-h/solidao.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160532820310979378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R53lQiZhczI/AAAAAAAAAA4/NjTqgbTn7fY/s320/solidao.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje tudo está passando tão rápido, tão depressa, e a cada dia sinto que as pessoas estão cada vez mais perdidas e desorientadas com esse avanço tão repentino. O fácil acesso às muitas informações, a tecnologia... infelizmente, estão deixando as pessoas cada vez mais isoladas e carentes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Medo. As pessoas têm medo de se relacionar. Medo da união e cumplicidade. E o mais preocupante são as máscaras usadas para mostrar uma vida na qual não faz parte do seu dia-a-dia. Uma felicidade fajuta, falsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Temos tudo à nosso favor, mas não sabemos como tirar o melhor proveito para vivermos de maneira civilizada e amistosa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Conceitos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cadê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nem tudo que é extremamente moderno e tecnológico é sempre o mais importante. O foco não deve ser esse. O que é corriqueiro e simples, está diante dos nossos olhos, o essencial é esquecido e deixado de lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"O essencial é invisível aos olhos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um abraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Infelizmente as pessoas estão se esquecendo do que é simples e se perdendo naquilo que é complexo e mais confuso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Já diziam Zé Rodrix e Guttenberg Guarabira na canção "Olhos abertos":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eu quero encontrar as pessoas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De mãos e de olhos abertos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sem me preocupar com dinheiro e posição.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu preciso encontrar as pessoas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficar de mãos dadas com elas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversar com a boca e os olhos do coração."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bom dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-9079601193362976899?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/9079601193362976899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=9079601193362976899' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-6063133809237623639</id><published>2008-01-25T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:54.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delicatessen'/><title type='text'>DELICATESSEN "Jazz + Bossa" (2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rX4yZhcyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qZBhi47pMeg/s1600-h/delicatessem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159673693707793186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rX4yZhcyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qZBhi47pMeg/s320/delicatessem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rV-yZhcxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fpK3qkaj9tk/s1600-h/delicatessem.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delicatessen&lt;/strong&gt; é a prova de que o Brasil, pai da revolução de João Gilberto, onde menos é mais, também sabe tocar e cantar em inglês. Tão bem quanto os americanos. Melhor que suecos, que japoneses. Se o canto forte do jazz veio das igrejas, o canto delicado não. Ana Krüger pertence a estirpe das raras cantoras sem vibratos, cuja voz cheia de previlégios é cristal. Daí a singularidade deste disco. Quem souber ouvir verá como ela faz bossa &amp;amp; jazz, sem maneirismos, sempre com a mesma ternura, o mesmo suingue. Com: &lt;strong&gt;Ana Kruger&lt;/strong&gt; (vocal), &lt;strong&gt;Carlos Badia&lt;/strong&gt; (violão), &lt;strong&gt;Edu Martins&lt;/strong&gt; (baixo) e &lt;strong&gt;Mano Gomes&lt;/strong&gt; (bateria).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tracklist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;01. &lt;strong&gt;Angel Eyes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Earl K. Brent &amp;amp; Matt Dennis)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;02. &lt;strong&gt;In A Mellow Tone&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Duke Ellington &amp;amp; G. Gabler)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;03. &lt;strong&gt;Black Coffee&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Burke &amp;amp; Webster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;04. &lt;strong&gt;In A Sentimental Mood&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Manny Kurtz, Duke Ellington &amp;amp; Irving Mills)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;05. &lt;strong&gt;You're Getting To Ba A Habbit With Me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Al Dublin &amp;amp; Harry Warren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;06. &lt;strong&gt;The Very Thought Of You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ray Noble)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;07. &lt;strong&gt;Do It Again&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(George Gershwin &amp;amp; Ira Gershwin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;08. &lt;strong&gt;I Fall In Love To Easily&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sammy Cahn &amp;amp; Jule Styne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;09. &lt;strong&gt;I Love The Way You're Breaking My Heart&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(M. Drake &amp;amp; L. Alter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;That's All&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brandt &amp;amp; Haymes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;The Touch Of Your Lips&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ray Noble)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;I'm Through With Love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Matty Malneck, Gus Kahn &amp;amp; Fud Livingston)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Todos Os Dias&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Carlos Badia &amp;amp; Beto Callage)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Setembro&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Carlos Badia &amp;amp; Beto Callage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/38409880/Delicatessen.rar.html"&gt;Clique aqui para baixar o disco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-6063133809237623639?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6063133809237623639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=6063133809237623639' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/6063133809237623639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/6063133809237623639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/delicatessen-jazz-bossa-2006.html' title='DELICATESSEN &quot;Jazz + Bossa&quot; (2006)'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rX4yZhcyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qZBhi47pMeg/s72-c/delicatessem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535735033284988786.post-5731381671965795478</id><published>2008-01-25T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:33:54.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW DAY COMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rPJiZhcvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VoXKJCV32Rc/s1600-h/duas%20maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159664085865951986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rPJiZhcvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VoXKJCV32Rc/s320/duas%2520maos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Amigo é aquele que sabe tudo a seu respeito, e, mesmo assim, ainda gosta de você."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Kim Hubbard)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;==========&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um novo começo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma nova jornada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seja bem vindo ao meu blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6535735033284988786-5731381671965795478?l=conceptyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5731381671965795478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6535735033284988786&amp;postID=5731381671965795478' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/5731381671965795478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6535735033284988786/posts/default/5731381671965795478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conceptyourself.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='A NEW DAY COMES'/><author><name>Leleco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15949634751827761602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cug_M44FKik/R5rPJiZhcvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VoXKJCV32Rc/s72-c/duas%2520maos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
