最近看完賈斯潘王子, 先不提影片內容

它的片尾曲還真好聽, 是 Regina Spektor 的 The Call

清新乾淨的嗓音真是驚為天人, 下面是 The Call 這首歌

http://tw.youtube.com/watch?v=oNsQewlFtEs

歌詞還跟電影內容滿貼近的

至於電影內容嘛~ 其實我對納尼亞傳奇這一系列書還滿了解的

因為家裡就有一套早期版本的納尼亞傳奇, 我又滿喜歡這一系列的

從小看到大, 所以電影裡的台詞我幾乎都會背了, 那裡跟原著不一樣

都一清二楚, 只能說還是小說比較好看一點。

 I think the characters are really cute, the graphics look great and I feel tempted to buy the game. I'm pretty sure to be able to resist though, as my limited time would not allow me to play it anyway. What's more, I don't even own a playstation :-P

I think the characters are really cute, the graphics look great and I feel tempted to buy the game. I'm pretty sure to be able to resist though, as my limited time would not allow me to play it anyway. What's more, I don't even own a playstation :-P

Mittlerweile gibt es einen ganzen Ressourcenbahnhof von Regina Spektor, wo dem geneigten Genießer und der Genießerin die legale Möglichkeit eingeräumt wird, feine Compilations zusammenzuladen: ReSpekt Online.

Seek and enjoy !

I'm loving his new song You Don't Know Me with Regina Spektor....some male-female call and response lyrical fun: have a splendid time listening. His music is SO MUCH FUN...be sure to listen to both songs and enjoy the symphony on the second one.

Ben in LA this November! Sad that its not one of the shows with the local city symphony/orchestra, or the one single ridiculously awesome show on the tour with Death Cab. Why Wisconsin?

Anyway, this morning, I heard some of his first ever show following his defection to Newstalk. Go figure.

Good luck to Dunne, anyway, but it does sound like just another variation of the middle-of-the-road dross that has dominated post-9am morning radio in Ireland for as long as I can remember (which is long enough these days).

Anyway, to try and get something from this post other than some vague Monday morning musings, is there anything on radio (music, current affairs, etc.) that I really should not be missing out on? I would be happy to take suggestions from either the old wireless or the Internet!

Finally, to give this post a pertinent musical touch, here is On The Radio by the ever lovely Regina Spektor!

Weeds è una serie tv che da ormai quattro stagioni racconta le peripezie di Nancy, una giovane vedova che, per mantenere lo standard di vita al quale era abituata prima della morte del marito, si improvvisa spacciatrice di marijuana in un elegante sobborgo americano. La serie, molto divertente, è una nuova occasione per descrivere le ipocrisie, le nevrosi e le contraddizioni dell'odierna borghesia wasp, tra sette religiose e mazze da golf, prodotti dietetici e ossessione per l'aspetto fisico. Più o meno gli stessi intenti di Desperate Housewives, sviluppati però attraverso un umorismo più caustico e cinico, capace di squarciare il velo delle apparenze con una cattiveria talvolta spiazzante.

Ad introdurre ogni puntata è la canzone Little boxes, scritta da Malvina Reynolds nel 1962 per criticare lo sviluppo delle periferie americane e i valori borghesi di coloro che vi abitavano. E' un folk semplice ma accattivante, una filastrocca che, travestita di un'apparente allegria, sferra in realtà un paio di montanti alla società statunitense.

A partire dalla seconda stagione Little boxes è stata reintepretata in ogni puntata da un artista diverso. Tra i nomi celebri che si sono misurati con la cover di questa canzone si ricordano: Death Cab for Cutie, Regina Spektor, Linkin Park, The decemberist, The Shins e persino l'attore Billy Bob Thornton.

LINK: testo della canzone, sito ufficiale di Weeds

Não queria fazer um post novo e curtinho, então editei esse mesmo. Fofoquinha rápida: ontem um mini-Brandon Flowers, devia ter uns 19 anos, chegou na Fernandinha e ela disse "NÃO"! :/ Devo bater nela? E olha que ele tinha até aquele jeito muito sério de ser.

Mensagem do passado para o futuro: neste ano, o inverno está bem quente no Rio (esta deve ser a segunda semana de frio), o que está deixando os cariocas temporariamente felizes e um pouco apavorados com o próximo verão.

She's been away for a while and shes not really back to be honest, not properly. Regina's only musical outing for at least a year was the feature on the Prince Caspian OST. Not as strong as her previous material but not a bad listen on a dull day! I've really sold it I know. Stop reading just have a listen. If you don't like it, read the next post I assure you its probably better.

The call (audio)

p.5

You never know what seduces you. What you are sure of is that this was meant for you. There is no other feeling that brings with it such a sense of clear self-evidence. Something has your name on it. irrevocably and at a single stroke- you have the chance to dispense with the abominable psychological labour to which we are condemned even more surely than we are condemned to social labour, and to enter total absolution.

I love Regina more and more each day.  I've been listening to Regina on Pandora for a while now, but yesterday I finally had a chance to listen to two of her albums straight through.  She is one of the more creative artists that I have ever listened to, and I love the fact that her world view is larger than most peoples'.

It's cool when you think about humanity on the grander scheme, and how they could get along.  Having a bigger world view allows you to think how communists and people of democracy can work together.  It allows you to think how people who wear gothic boots and these can get along with people who are all about organic clothes.

I love her answer about the President of the World.  That we don't need one man to lead us, but we need several leaders.  I agree and disagree with her though because I do believe in a divine dictatorship.  The leaders who are in God's church should rise and be active.  They need to fight the sin of Adam who was passive in the garden.  However, the church comes under the headship of Jesus.  When there is no right way, an absolute argument, men are left to their own plans and schemes.  Because of the sinful nature of men, this will always fail.  Thus, all ventures whether political, economical, social or other must comply to an absolute, which is the Father's Kingdom.

i graduated from college in may, so now i have a lovely diploma i can flaunt. but as of yet, alas, i have no job. although i am on the job hunt. my parents thought it would be wise for me to learn how to manage the money that i will eventually be making, so they signed me up for the financial peace university seminar at our church. and, while i am not in debt (at all) and do actually have money in the bank, i am learning a lot about the importance of knowing where every dollar you have goes each month.

the conclusion is that i spend a lot of money on coffee and other things i don't really need. during the last semester i knew i needed to get my spend vs. save ratio on a better track than the one i was headed down, but when you've been laid up with pneumonia all january and you're just trying to survive until graduation, saving is not the biggest thing on your horizon. granted, that is no excuse for not saving.

for the last few weeks of school, i probably bought coffee three to five mornings a week. no joke. occassionally that'd be twice a day. i don't go wild and crazy on the syrupy, sugary drinks or anything, but i do like a nice scooter's latte, and an extra espresso shot never hurts when you're leaving home at 6:30 in the morning, facing a 45 minute drive to your 8 o'clock class, and not going home until your absentminded professor mercifully releases you somewhere around 3 o'clock. but that's about $3.50 right there, plus the muffin or scone i might have grabbed if we didn't have any quickie breakfast foods lying around at home.

that adds up to a lot of money. dave ramsey of fpu stresses the importance of a single person having a financial accountability partner. when i choose mine i think i'll definitely look for someone who has no qualms about telling me that i can't buy coffee whenever i want it (ouch!). but it will keep my teeth whiter, my waist trimmer, and my bank account fuller.

~*~ and now for a slight change of topic ~*~

do you ever blaze through yellow lights right before they turn red? or even maybe just go the normal speed but still feel like you're blazing because the yellow caught you off your guard? yeah, i do that, too. a friend of a friend kisses her first two fingers and touches them to her car's ceiling when that happens. so my friends and i started following friend-of-a-friend's (who is now a full-fledged friend in her own right) example. while riding with strawberry sunshine and charlie brown last saturday, i learned that if you go through two yellows in a row and do that you're supposed to be in line for a hot date come the weekend. we made the first yellow light, but the second one turned red before we arrived, so the charm was broken. neither strawberry or i much minded, though, since we're a little weirded out at all the courting and engagement and marriage and baby-making (and having) going on around us. charlie brown was talking to picasso on the phone, so we didn't hear his take on the matter.

but tonight, as i was driving home from fpu ...

... i kissed through two yellow lights in a row.

guess we'll see what happens over the weekend. ;)

Angry that he could have been so selfish. Angry that he opened his enormous man-mouth. Angry with him for being honest, for being so stupid, for proposing to her, for involving me, for complicating things, for ruining things.

I'm angry that he's ignoring my calls, angry that he's let his fiancé arrange another wedding-dress shopping spree with me. Angry that I listened to his words, saw his tears.

I'm angry with him, with myself, with her, with everything.

I'm not about to burst into a pre-teen post filled with angst about how awful my life is. Because it isn't. I have a career I adore, a partner I'm happy with, a house that has become a home. But suddenly, every wonderful thing has become a little bit dull, a little bit empty.

I was offered a job yesterday, right next to where he works - over an hour's drive away. Months ago, when I applied for it, the idea of driving an extra hour just so I could spend more time with him seemed like no sacrifice at all. But, to the receptionist's shock, I turned it down instantly, repulsed by the things that had made me apply for it. 'Nearer to you, closer to you.'

I turned it down because the thought of being near him makes my skin crawl and my stomach turn. My best friend, and the thought of him, of us, makes me feel physically ill.

Why? - Because he isn't this person. He isn't the person who proposes without meaning it, he isn't the person who turns a friendship into a trainwreck of emotions. My best friend, once a little boy with the blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, now a man with the same deep blue eyes and scruffy, ruffled hair - he's the most honest, wonderful person I know - ten times the person I could ever hope to be. And I feel cheated, as though every memory, every moment, every photograph and phone call was meaningless and fake.

On one hand, I'm just thoroughly sickened by this whole thing, this whole drama.
On the other, I just want to kiss and make up, forget he ever opened his mouth, get my best friend back.
But the truth is, I'm pretty sure the road back to where we were, is permanently closed.

There's only one person who could fix this, who could find the words that no one else knew, who could kiss things better - and unfortunately, that person is the person who is to blame.

For the first time in a very long time - I'm facing a horrible, frightening situation, without his hand to hold, completely on my own. And it feels impossibly, overpoweringly lonely.

Hooray!  It's Regina Spektor and Ben Folds.  I like them both and maybe they should make out, huh? This reminds me of a Mac ad, though but it is good mood music. 

And here is Andre 3000 + John Legend!  Good song tag-team style. Maybe they should make out too! This one is dancey.

you are my sweetest downfall
i loved you first
i loved your first

ahhhhh awwww ahhhh its like a cut out-stop motion-escher video!!! okay, she is another one of the womyn upholding the "anti-folk" movement but that's besides the point .. shes one of the womyn transcending the genres and she's just gooooood period. plus her videos are the best. and come on... who else can write such a beautiful song about one of the saddest biblical romances ever?!

ON THE RADIO

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

And on the radio
You hear November Rain
That solo's awful long
But it's a good refrain
You listen to it twice
'Cause the DJ is asleep
On the radio

...e francamente, se é preciso mais alguma coisa para perceberem o que é génio...estou de férias.

February. Get ink, shed tears.
Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
While torrential slush that roars
Burns in the blackness of the spring

Boris Pasternak

se agora não forem lá, esqueçam.

Ps. Ben Folds' new cd comes out Sept. 30th,
and he's playing at the Orpheum in Boston on Sept. 26th.
(www.benfolds.com for more info)

"This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

This is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some--
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood

And walking arm in arm
You hope it won't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again"

--Regina Spektor, On the Radio

Bueno, después de desfogarnos un poco con unos temas muy roqueros, le bajamos la velocidad drásticamente para ponernos muy, pero muy cachondos con esta canción de Regina Spektor. Originaria de la extinta Unión Soviética y radicada en Nueva York desde niña, esta mujer nos deleita con una voz muy suave, pero de tesitura tan particular que llama la atención de inmediato. El presente tema es una verdadera obra maestra digna de trascender en nuestros caminos y en nuestras vidas. En verdad la recomiendo ampliamente, pero no esperen algo muy convencional en todos los sentidos, ya que el propio estilo de interpretar los temas de Regina es de lo más particular que hallan escuchado."Y supongamos que yo nunca jamás te conocí, supongamos que nosotros nunca nos enamoramos, supongamos que yo nunca te deje que me besaras tan dulce y tan suave, supongamos que yo nunca jamás te vi, supongamos que tu nunca jamás llamaste, supongamos que yo sigo cantando canciones de amor, sólo para romper mi propia caída" Imagínate, es toda una tragedia, pero el "supongando" es de los tiempos más inútiles que hay.

Avedrio

"this is how it works
you're young until you're not
you love until you don't
you try until you can't
you laugh until you cry
you cry until you laugh
and everyone must breathe
until their dying breath

this is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you made
and stick it into some--
someone else's heart
pumping someone else's blood"
-Regina Spektor, "On the Radio"