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Renato Calisto Drumond , 25, hombre, BrasilVisto por última vez: Mayo 2012

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  • lucy1379

    Então, eu morava em sampa ... agora estou em RP ... Ribeiraõ Preto, mas irei embora daqui logo logo. ... aqui o negócio é feio pra trabalho ... boa semana amiguinho !

    27 Jun 2011 Responder
  • lucy1379

    Valeu mesmo pela amizade! Muito obrogada * voce é bem-vindo... * Tudo de melhor pra voce * ... Angie♫♥♫ === Nice lib. here .-

    24 Jun 2011 Responder
  • lucy1379

    Olá Moxinho ! ♫♥♫

    24 Jun 2011 Responder
  • daydream_set

    Hey, you're welcome. I just happened across it. I wasn't going to respond until I saw that we had "Super" compatibility and that you like The Sound, The Chameleons, and The Church. Friends?

    23 Abr 2011 Responder
  • Estela_Cps

    FELIZ 2011!!! Um abraço, Estela :-)

    31 Dic 2010 Responder
  • simonecas

    ooh, obrigada. você também, hein? super!

    28 Nov 2010 Responder
  • Estela_Cps

    Obrigada Renato, é esse mesmo o espírito: Ano Novo, tudo novo ;-)

    1 Ene 2010 Responder
  • Estela_Cps

    Oi Renato, passando para te desejar um Feliz Natal e um super 2010 :)

    24 Dic 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    soube do Morrissey?!?!?!?!

    28 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    pow, não conhecia não! Achei bem interessante até! Não é o tipo de música que eu curto pq sou popeira mesmo, mas sempre admiro esses tipos de músicos, como eles conseguem criar esses climas e tal - ainda mais naquela época. Me lembrou The Residents tb, que eu gosto MUITO.

    28 Oct 2009 Responder
  • ana_flaming

    hahah, também não vou negar que praticamente só escuto o Odessey and Oracle. é uma pérola! mas também tenho o Begin Here (q se não me engano é só um conjunto de músicas lançadas em singles e tal) e também tenho um duplo, The Decca Stereo Anthology. mas nada se compara ao Odessey! então, o tal link do rapidshare eu encontrei no captaincrawl mesmo! o link está funcionando, mas agora está com frescura para quem não é um "premium member". ¬¬

    25 Oct 2009 Responder
  • ana_flaming

    ah, você também gosta de Zombies! conheço a banda já há algum tempo e sempre paguei pau para o Odessey and Oracle, mas nos últimos dias estou ouvindo mais do que nunca! coisa mais perfeita!

    25 Oct 2009 Responder
  • ana_flaming

    mais uma das preciosas recomendações do lastfm! :) mas só consegui baixar o Sulk. encontrei um link para o Fourth Drawer Down, mas o rapidshare tá dando pau. se vc tiver algum link para esse álbum, eu aceito! ;)

    25 Oct 2009 Responder
  • Egopony

    só pra deixar você curioso com a minha visita!!!

    12 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    Ih, vou ver agora...

    7 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    o que acho legal no Springsteen é que ele canta com vontade! realmente, é de sensibilizar... e não é de se espantar que os fãs sejam tão fervorosos! E até entendo que ele tenha algo a ver com o R.E.M. sim (e com o Pearl Jam, mas não me pergunte o pq desse tb). Valeu pela dica, vou procurar sim!!!

    6 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    poxa, que nada! sem problema com as mensagens imensas... o chato é que aqui no last.fm não dá pra "dar parágrafo", então fica tudo grudado e parece que a gente é que não sabe escrever de forma razoável... Ou então escreve um monte de mensagens pequenas e ocupa a página inteira! hahahaha...

    6 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    Verdade, o Pet Sounds tb não me pegou de primeira - e depois virou um de meus discos favoritos... apesar de hoje achar que o Smile do Brian Wilson "fecha" melhor como obra. É o que dizem, a obra-prima nasce quando o ouvido tá pronto... Aliás, me lembrou bem: nunca ouvi o Songs in the Key of Life. O que conheço do Wonder são os hits mesmo, alguns discos por causa dos meus pais, só. Assim como conheço bem pouco do Springsteen, o que vc recomenda?

    5 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    sou carioca sim... mas moro em Petrópolis há algum tempo. é engraçado, ter reações diferentes com certas músicas - é algo que não sei explicar mesmo. E às vezes tem essa coisa de cismar com uma música que vc já conhece faz tempo, e que só agora deu o "click" do quão maravilhosa ela é.

    2 Oct 2009 Responder
  • mydesperateicon

    Vou te dizer uma coisa (vc já sabe que sou meio assim mesmo, então): sou doente por The Wheel and the Maypole! Sempre tenho vontade de chorar quando a ouço (algumas vezes acabo chorando mesmo). Quando resolvo ouvi-la não consigo tirar do repeat, e não tenho coragem de ouvir nada depois porque é um verdadeiro acinte! É a música mais bonita do mundo - junto com God Only Knows dos Beach Boys, claro!

    2 Oct 2009 Responder
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Conóceme

carioca, morador de Niterói, apaixonado por música.

"[...]And if I read to remember that the entire Earth is outside this room
So close the windows, keep the curtains shut forever
And if I need to remember that the entire Earth is outside this room
So close the windows, close the windows[...]"

Idlewild - Century after Century


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Buzzcocks - Nostalgia
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4L4aR-Kr3xs)

I bet that you love me like I love you
But I should know that gambling just don't pay
So I look up to the sky
And I wonder what it'll be like in days gone by
As I sit and bathe in the wave of
nostalgia for an age yet to come

I always used to dream of the past
But like they say yesterday never comes
Sometimes there's a song in my brain
And I feel that my heart knows the refrain
I guess it's just the music that brings on
nostalgia for an age yet to come

Ah nostalgia for an age yet to come
Nostalgia for an age yet to come

About the future I only can reminisce
For what I've had is what I'll never get
And although this may sound strange
My future and my past are presently disarranged
And I'm surfing on a wave of nostalgia for an age yet to come

I look I only see what I don't know
All that was strong invincible is slain
Takes more than sunshine to make everything fine
And I feel like I'm trapped in the middle of time
With this constant feeling of nostalgia for an age yet to come


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The Small Faces - My Mind's Eye
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btRpt6LsSxY)

I sit here every day looking at the sky
Ever wondering why I dream my dreams away
And I'm living for today in my mind's eye

Things are clearer than before.
Showing me the way, asking me to stay.
I'll never close the door
to all these things and more.
In my mind's eye

Everybody I know says I've changed, yeah.
Laughing behind their hands,
I think they're strange.

People running everywhere,
running through my life.
I couldn't give a care,
because they'll never see
all that I can see with my mind's eye.


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Van Der Graaf Generator - House With No Door
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yquIWfvdGXE)

There's a house with no door and I'm living there
at nights it gets so cold
and the days are hard to bear inside.
There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in,
falling through my head as I try to think out time.
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of ...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel, my body's rejecting the cure.

There's a house with no bell, but then nobody calls;
I sometimes find it hard to tell
if any are alive at all outside.
There's a house with no sound; yes, it's quiet there
there's not much point in words
if there's no-one to share in time.
I've learned my lines, I know them so well,
I am ready to tell
whoever will finally come in
Of the line in my mind that's cold in the night,
it doesn't seem right
when there's that little dark figure running ...

There's a house with no door
and there's no living there:
one day it became a wall ...
well I didn't really care at the time.
There's a house with no light,
all the windows are sealed,
overtaxed and strained NOW NOTHING IS REVEALED BUT TIME
I don't know you, you say you know me,
that may be so,
there's so much that I am unsure of ...
You call my name, but it sounds unreal,
I forget how I feel,
my body's rejecting the cure .....
Won't somebody help me ......?


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Curtis Mayfield - To Be Invisible
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsFrRp9u0Es)

To be invisible
Will be my claim to fame
A man with no name
That way I won't have to feel the pain
Indispensable
Just a plain old human being
Today don't mean a thing
In a world that's so mean

A world that seems not for me
So privately
I'll be invisible
That way I won't have to explain a thing
If you know what I mean
I won't even have to be here on the scene

It's so ridiculous
But the strife and the bliss
Will go right on through
Right on through me
To have missed

All the things that hurt your soul
No one would ever know
They'd never know
Life so preciously
Just don't seem to be
As free as they claim freedom to be
Things are going fast
To have found that all is in the past
To have to take what you can get
Sure can make a heart upset

Inconspicuous
I must behave myself
For somebody else
Who may have a little fame, fortune or wealth

It's so ridiculous
But the strife and the bliss
Will go right on through
Right on through me
To have missed

A world that seems not for me
So privately
I'll be invisible
That way I won't have to explain a thing
If you know what I mean
I won't even have to be here on the scene

It's so ridiculous
But the strife and the bliss
Will go right on through
Right on through me
To have missed

All the things that hurt your soul
No one would ever know
They'd never know
Life so preciously
Just don't seem to be
As free as they claim freedom to be
Things are going fast
To have found that all is in the past
To have to take what you can get
Sure can make a heart upset

So I'll be invisible
Invisible
Invisible


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Morrissey - I've Changed My Plea To Guilty
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fB-CQvEWmkw)

I'm standing in the dark
With my innocent hand on my heart
I've changed my plea
I've changed my plea to guilty
Because freedom is wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game

Outside there is a pain
Emotional air raids exhausted my heart
And it's safer to be inside
So, I'm changing my plea
And no one can dissuade me
Because freedom was wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game

Something I have learned
If there is one thing in life I've observed
It's that everybody's got somebody
Ooh no, not me
So I've changed my plea to guilty
And reason and freedom is a waste


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Simon & Garfunkel - I Am a Rock
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kPioSdlIERg)

A winter's day-
in a deep and dark December
I am alone-
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock, I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mity
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship
friendship causes pain
It's laughter and loving I disdain
I am a rock, I am an island

Don't talk of love
but I've heard the word before
It's sleeping in my memory
I won't disturb the slumber of the feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock, I am an island

I have my books
and my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armour
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb,
I touch no one and no one touches me.

I am a rock, I am an island
And a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries.


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The Jam - Going Underground
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whSYTSXm8wo)

Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy living with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more,
But I'm so happy I can't see the point.
Somethings happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade and,
I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money - of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes

And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got -
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
Well let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow

Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
[Me?] I'm too busy dodging between the flak

What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies put you down and their promises bust
You'll see kidney machine replaced by rockets and guns

And the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants
I'm going underground, (going underground)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground, (going underground)
[So] let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
Braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!

Going underground, I'm going underground!


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David Bowie - Sound and Vision
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wdxIhNOgwBE)

Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision

Blue, blue, electric blue
That's the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue

Pale blinds drawn all day
Nothing to do, nothing to say
Blue, blue

I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head

Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision


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Beach Boys - I Just Wasn't Made For These Times
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hz7hPArVUqM)

I keep looking for a place to fit
Where I can speak my mind
I've been trying hard to find the people
That I won't leave behind

They say I got brains
But they ain't doing me no good
I wish they could
Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)

I guess I just wasn't made for these times

Every time I get the inspiration
To go change things around
No one wants to help me look for places
Where new things might be found

Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out
What's it all about

Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)

I guess I just wasn't made for these times


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XTC - There is no language in our lungs
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzJFv5X42KQ)

There is no language in our lungs
to tell the world just how we feel
no bridge of thought
no mental link
no letting out just what you think
there is no language in our lungs
there is no muscle in our tongues
to tell the world what's in our hearts
no we're leaving nothing
just chiselled stones
no chance to speak before we're bones
there is no muscle in our tongues
I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
I thought I could say what I wanted to say
For a second that thought became a sword in my hand
I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
I felt just like a crusader
lionheart, a holy land invader
but nobody can say what they really mean to say and
the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day and
I would have made this instrumental
but the words got in the way
there is no language in our...
there is no language in our lungs
to tell the world what's in our hearts
no we're leaving nothing behind
just chiselled stones
no chance to speak before we're bones
there is no language in our lungs.