{"id":1960,"date":"2011-04-03T19:01:00","date_gmt":"2011-04-03T22:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.olheagora.com.br\/novidades\/top-down-songs\/"},"modified":"2019-06-16T20:20:38","modified_gmt":"2019-06-16T23:20:38","slug":"top-down-songs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/?p=1960","title":{"rendered":"Top Down Songs"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dia desses me chateei. Muito. E quando fico assim, deveras e t\u00e3o chateada a ponto de registrar publicamente o estado de chatea\u00e7\u00e3o, eu entro em fossa feroz mesmo, como quem toma um toco. Choro, me tranco em casa, dificilmente atendo o telefone e recorro ao kit de emerg\u00eancia: uma prateleira de DVDs com os filmes mais prop\u00edcios para meus dias de choradeira (<strong>Clube da Luta, Snach, C\u00e3es de Aluguel, O Poderoso Chef\u00e3o<\/strong> e <strong>Kill BIll<\/strong>).\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mas parece que admitir a ostrice n\u00e3o \u00e9 suficiente. O cosmos compreende tal estado de esp\u00edrito e fica na espreita. Se eu dou mole, j\u00e1 vem o universo dando recadinhos na forma de m\u00fasica e tratando de me manter com o cora\u00e7\u00e3o apertado. Seja no r\u00e1dio do vizinho, na trilha sonora da novela, no blip de um conhecido via twitter ou at\u00e9 passando na frente da Casas Bahia. Saco isso!<\/p>\n<p>Eu j\u00e1 intencionava fazer isso h\u00e1 um temp\u00e3o: listar tais m\u00fasicas e compartilhar com o mundo o meu \u201c<strong>Top Down Songs<\/strong>\u201d. Ent\u00e3o, aproveitando que a borocoxice t\u00e1 passando, seguem as m\u00fasicas que o mundo sempre toca pra mim quando n\u00e3o me \u00e9 dignamente poss\u00edvel simplesmente curt\u00ed-las, independente do motivo que originou o momento depr\u00ea (n\u00e3o necessariamente em ordem e sem preconceito de estilo, ok?). J\u00e1 vou logo avisando: \u201c<em>chove l\u00e1 fora e aqui \/ faz tanto frio<\/em>\u201d, pra mim, \u00e9 fichinha perto do que voc\u00ea est\u00e1 prestes a ler.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/pink-floyd\/63065\/\">Wish You Were Here<\/a> &#8211; Pink Floyd\u00a0<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>A mais clich\u00e9 de todas obviamente estaria na minha lista porque, afinal, sou uma pessoa \u00f3bvia e previs\u00edvel. N\u00e3o tem o que explicar. E sim, eu sei que a m\u00fasica n\u00e3o foi composta pra ser rom\u00e2ntica. E da\u00ed?<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cWe&#8217;re just two lost souls<br \/>Swimming in a fish bowl,<br \/>Year after year,<br \/>Running over the same old ground.<br \/>What have we found?<br \/>The same old fears<br \/>Wish you were here\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"David Gilmour - Wish You Were Here  1080p HD\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/EodytPmki5s?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/celine-dion\/14\/\">All By Myself<\/a> &#8211; Celine Dion\u00a0<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>Ok, talvez <strong>Wish You Were Here<\/strong> n\u00e3o seja t\u00e3o clich\u00e9 quanto eu pensava se comparado a <strong>All by myself<\/strong>. Ouvir essa m\u00fasica em condi\u00e7\u00f5es normais de temperatura e press\u00e3o seria at\u00e9 para chorar de rir tamanha&#8230; sei l\u00e1, breguice? Mas se voc\u00ea estiver um cadinho fragilizada, a\u00ed ferrou. Imagina a pessoa ligando pra todo mundo e ningu\u00e9m em casa? Triste, minha gente. Muito triste. Dica: \u00e9 pra cantar junto, aos berros, usando uma garrafa de vodka como microfone e com a maquiagem borrada. Libertador.<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\u201cLivin&#8217;alone<br \/>I think of all the friends I&#8217;ve known<br \/>When I dial the telephone<br \/>Nobody&#8217;s home\u201d<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"C\u00e9line Dion - All By Myself (Official Remastered HD Video)\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/NGrLb6W5YOM?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/phil-collins\/357520\/\">Against All Odds<\/a> (Take A Look At Me Now) &#8211; Phil Collins<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>A fiel tradu\u00e7\u00e3o da crueldade e insensibilidade do outro para com voc\u00ea. Olha para tr\u00e1s, seu miser\u00e1vel! Estou aqui chorando, jogada no ch\u00e3o, me humilhando e voc\u00ea ainda tem coragem de ir embora? Ah! Como d\u00f3i do\u00eddo. \u00c9 pra ouvir tomando porre de qualquer coisa que esteja acess\u00edvel no bar de casa. Mas tenho ouvir com o Phill. Se for com a Mariah tenho vontade de cortar os pulsos, n\u00e3o pela letra, mas pelo que ela fez com a m\u00fasica.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;I wish I could just make you turn around<br \/>Turn around to see me cry<br \/>There&#8217;s so much I need to say to you<br \/>So many reasons why<br \/>You&#8217;re the only one who really knew me at all&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<div>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Phil Collins - Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now) (Official Music Video)\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/wuvtoyVi7vY?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/hoodoo-gurus\/75330\/\">Night Must Fall<\/a> &#8211; Hoodoo Gurus<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>Essa \u00e9 terr\u00edvel porque ela te pega desprevinido. Voc\u00ea ouviu uma vez e se ligou s\u00f3 no no refr\u00e3ozinho \u201c<em>is it that time \/ is it that time<\/em>\u201d. Na segunda vez voc\u00ea lembra \u201cah, \u00e9 aquela m\u00fasica de surfista e tal\u201d, mas a\u00ed, mais atento, percebe que ela mete um \u201c<em>never thought we&#8217;d ever end \/ I can&#8217;t afford to lose more friends<\/em>.\u201d na lata. Nessa hora o est\u00f4mago embrulha e se engole em seco e se lembra no nome da m\u00fasica. Ferrou&#8230;<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m just trying to catch my breath.<br \/>A heart that beats itself to death,<br \/>Panic stricken by the thought<br \/>You\u2019re not here for my support.<br \/>(But its that time)<br \/>Is it that time?<br \/>A curtain has to fall.<br \/>(Yes, it\u2019s that time)<br \/>Is it that time?<br \/>The writing\u2019s on the wall.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Night Must Fall - Hoodoo Gurus\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/cCGkoivVeWA?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/pearl-jam\/30320\/\">Last Kiss<\/a> &#8211; Pearl Jam<\/strong><\/h3>\n<\/div>\n<p>Se <strong>Night Must Fall<\/strong> engana a alguns, <strong>Last Kiss<\/strong> nem se fala. \u00c9 cilada, Bino!!! O ritmo \u00e9 bonitinho, parece trilha de filme dos anos 50, mas gente!, a m\u00fasica \u00e9 uma tristeza s\u00f3. A pessoa acha a mulher da vida dele e ela morre nos seus bra\u00e7os ap\u00f3s um acidente de carro?!?! \u00d4 d\u00f3! E eu choro muito. Instantaneamente.\u00a0<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cI lifted her head, she looked at me and said;<br \/>&#8220;Hold me darling just a little while.&#8221;<br \/>I held her close I kissed her &#8211; our last kiss,<br \/>I found the love that I knew I had missed.<br \/>Well now she&#8217;s gone even though I hold her tight,<br \/>I lost my love, my life that night.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=wJyxvjsFJk4\">https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=wJyxvjsFJk4<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/legiao-urbana\/46926\/\">Acrilic on Canvas<\/a> &#8211; Legi\u00e3o Urbana<\/strong><\/h3>\n<\/div>\n<p>\u00c9 saudade, \u00e9 culpa, \u00e9 raiva e \u00e9 pedido de desculpas. \u00c9 tudo misturado. E \u00e9 aquela velha hist\u00f3ria de cada um acreditando na verdade que lhe conv\u00e9m. Ou fingindo que acredita.\u00a0<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cMas ent\u00e3o, por que eu finjo<br \/>Que acredito no que invento?<br \/>Nada disso aconteceu assim<br \/>N\u00e3o foi desse jeito<br \/>Ningu\u00e9m sofreu<br \/>\u00c9 s\u00f3 voc\u00ea que me provoca essa saudade vazia<br \/>Tentando pintar essas flores com o nome<br \/>De &#8220;amor-perfeito&#8221;<br \/>E &#8220;n\u00e3o-te-esque\u00e7as-de-mim\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Legi\u00e3o Urbana-Acrilic On Canvas\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/r6dG2XjHBwQ?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><hr \/><\/div>\n<h3><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/joy-division\/20326\/\"><strong>Love Will Tear Us Apart<\/strong><\/a><strong> &#8211; Joy Division<\/strong><\/h3>\n<div>Joga na sua cara que voc\u00ea \u00e9 um merda. Cometeu o pecado mortal de acomodar-se e p\u00f4s tudo a perder. Sem mais.<\/div>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cYou cry out in your sleep<br \/>All my failings exposed<br \/>And there&#8217;s taste in my mouth<br \/>As desperation takes hold<br \/>Just that something so good<br \/>Just can&#8217;t function no more\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/zuuObGsB0No?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<h3><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/letras.terra.com.br\/alanis-morissette\/115\/\">You Oughta Know<\/a> &#8211; Alanis Morissette<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p>\u00c9 o tapa na cara que voc\u00ea queria ter dado mas n\u00e3o teve coragem. Tudo o que queria vomitar sobre quem te arrasou, mas voc\u00ea engole. E voc\u00ea se divide em achar que tem toda a raz\u00e3o do mundo ou \u00e9 s\u00f3 recalcado por ter sido trocado por outro. E perde o sono.<\/p>\n<div>\n<blockquote>\u201c&#8217;Cause the joke that you laid in the bed<br \/>That was me, and I&#8217;m not going to fade as soon<br \/>As you close your eyes, and you know it<br \/>And everytime I scratch my nails<br \/>Down someone else&#8217;s back, I hope you feel it<br \/>Well, can you feel it?\u201d<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Alanis Morissette-You Oughta Know\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/dR6mEu5-egA?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Tem d\u00fazias de m\u00fasicas para se amargurar em per\u00edodos de baixo astral e autopiedade. Daria pra citar mais um monte: Se Puder Sem Medo (Oswaldo Montenegro),\u00a0Everybody Hurts (R.E.M), Trocando em Mi\u00fados (Chico Buarque),\u00a0Nothing Compares to You (Snead O\u2019Connor), Mentiras (Adriana Calcanhoto), Kaylegh (Marilion), Don&#8217;t Speak (No Doubt), So Sad About Us (The Who), e por a\u00ed vai. Mas as que est\u00e3o destacadas s\u00e3o aquelas que sempre tocam quando meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o est\u00e1 um bocadinho mais apertado.<\/p>\n<p>\u00c9 batata.<\/p>\n<p>Dorme com um barulho desses&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dia desses me chateei. Muito. E quando fico assim, deveras e t\u00e3o chateada a ponto de registrar publicamente o estado de chatea\u00e7\u00e3o, eu entro em fossa feroz mesmo, como quem toma um toco. Choro, me tranco em casa, dificilmente atendo o telefone e recorro ao kit de emerg\u00eancia: uma prateleira de DVDs com os filmes [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bluesky_dont_syndicate":"","_bluesky_syndication_accounts":"","_bluesky_syndication_text":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[9,16],"tags":[250,245,94,247,249,239,243,124,248,246,244,262],"class_list":["post-1960","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-diario","category-musica","tag-alanis-morissette","tag-celine-dion","tag-fossa","tag-hoodoo-gurus","tag-joy-division","tag-legiao-urbana","tag-listas","tag-musica","tag-pearl-jam","tag-phil-collins","tag-pink-floyd","tag-video"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1960","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1960"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1960\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1960"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1960"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cacau.me\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1960"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}