<?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-9096197069147811026</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:30:01.021-03:00</updated><category term='Versões My Way'/><category term='Música.'/><category term='Esporte'/><category term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category term='Poesia Matuta'/><category term='jessier quirino'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='Memória'/><category term='Onde Andará'/><category term='Jackson do Pandeiro'/><category term='quirino'/><category term='meio ambiente'/><category term='Frase do Dia'/><category term='nordeste'/><category term='Biografia'/><category term='belos poemas que viraram músicas'/><category term='Vídeo'/><category term='Gestão Pública'/><category term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Qual a melhor versão?'/><category term='Mora na Filosofia.'/><category term='Curiosidades'/><category term='Gente do Ceará'/><category term='Música'/><category term='política'/><category term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category term='Cultura'/><category term='Mundo Animal'/><category term='Saúde'/><category term='Hinos de Times de Futebol'/><category term='Hinos'/><category term='Tecnologia'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><category term='Curiosidades da Musica'/><category term='Curiosidades do Natal.'/><category term='Propagandas Interessantes'/><category term='Cotidiano'/><category term='s'/><title type='text'>Dr. ZEM</title><subtitle type='html'>Espaço dedicado a comentários do cotidiano, música, política e o que der vontade.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>967</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3721464108238167614</id><published>2012-02-16T21:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T21:30:01.026-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia.Christopher Morley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wApXPCWmos/Tz2fPHeD1gI/AAAAAAAAB7I/q4A0Sz5U7iM/s1600/ChristopherMorley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wApXPCWmos/Tz2fPHeD1gI/AAAAAAAAB7I/q4A0Sz5U7iM/s200/ChristopherMorley.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"Há uma só maneira de ser um bom conversador:aprender a escutar"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Christopher Darlington Morley)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3721464108238167614?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3721464108238167614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-diachristopher-morley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3721464108238167614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3721464108238167614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-diachristopher-morley.html' title='Frase do Dia.Christopher Morley'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wApXPCWmos/Tz2fPHeD1gI/AAAAAAAAB7I/q4A0Sz5U7iM/s72-c/ChristopherMorley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3494160969174263345</id><published>2012-02-16T21:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T21:15:04.969-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Mamãe eu Quero. Do Carnaval brasileiro para o mundo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da MPB.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXDbbJVyZBQ/Tz2ZCX0M85I/AAAAAAAAB68/kcATOaO-LC0/s1600/Jararaca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXDbbJVyZBQ/Tz2ZCX0M85I/AAAAAAAAB68/kcATOaO-LC0/s1600/Jararaca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que “Mamãe eu Quero”, composta por Jararaca (foto) e Vicente Paiva é uma das marchinhas mais famosas da história do Carnaval, todo mundo sabe. O que poucos sabem é que o sucesso, lançado em 1937, foi gravado pela primeira vez de forma improvisada com direito até a erros de acordes. Quem contou a história foi o cantor e musicólogo Almirante, em depoimento registrado no excelente livro “&lt;i&gt;História do Carnaval Carioca&lt;/i&gt;” da jornalista Eneida de Moraes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Na hora de gravar”, &lt;/i&gt;contou Almirante, se referindo a ‘Mamãe eu quero’&lt;i&gt;, “verificamos que&amp;nbsp; ela&amp;nbsp; era pequena, não tinha a duração exigida para o disco. Seria impossível repetir uma parte da música. Que fazer? Jararaca e eu completamos a música fazendo um diálogo improvisado na hora, sem nenhum interesse. Durante a gravação, o banjoísta errou um acorde, mas a música era considerada tão ruim que ninguém pensou em refazer tudo. Pois bem, ´’Mamãe eu quero’ foi um sucesso definitivo e enorme. A música é ruim mesmo, o disco é péssimo, mas pegou [...]”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na verdade a música só foi gravada devido à insistência de Jararaca e, mesmo com a avaliação tão negativa de Almirante, tornou-se um sucesso nos Estados Unidos, onde foi interpretada por Carmem Miranda no filme "Serenata tropical" de 1940. A Marcha chegou a ter uma versão em inglês – “I want my Mama” - gravada por &lt;i&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;/i&gt; e pelo trio &lt;i&gt;The Andrews Sisters&lt;/i&gt;. A música aparece ainda em filmes de &lt;i&gt;Mickey&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Rooney&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Jerry Lewis&lt;/i&gt; e dos irmãos &lt;i&gt;Marx&lt;/i&gt;, dentre outras muitas aparições famosas. Certamente os memoráveis artistas não concordaram com a avaliação daquele que era chamado de “”&lt;i&gt;A mais alta patente do Rádio&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;José Luís Rodrigues Calazans, nome de batismo de Jararaca, faleceu em 11 de outubro de 1977. Sua morte chegou a ser divulgada no jornal "&lt;i&gt;The Daily News&lt;/i&gt;" apresentando-o como o famoso compositor gravado por &lt;i&gt;Bing Crosby&lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt;Carmen Miranda&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confira o vídeo com a versão gravada por Jararaca que conta com a participação especial do grande Almirante. Depois, a versão em inglês cantada pelo conjunto vocal The Andrews Sisters. Carmem Miranda não poderia faltar, no&amp;nbsp; terceiro vídeo.Escolha a sua versão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jararaca e Almirante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AUt5MkfEGDs" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Andrews Sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d_w4YyxvO5I" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Carmem Miranda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-J9vwenlAMs" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3494160969174263345?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3494160969174263345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/mamae-eu-quero-do-carnaval-brasileiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3494160969174263345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3494160969174263345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/mamae-eu-quero-do-carnaval-brasileiro.html' title='Mamãe eu Quero. Do Carnaval brasileiro para o mundo.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kXDbbJVyZBQ/Tz2ZCX0M85I/AAAAAAAAB68/kcATOaO-LC0/s72-c/Jararaca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5941097302592507259</id><published>2012-02-14T21:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T21:10:51.974-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Willam Hazlitt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUx-5QMThzw/Tzr37XbiZII/AAAAAAAAB6w/9IbWy5ydPLE/s1600/WilliamHazlitt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUx-5QMThzw/Tzr37XbiZII/AAAAAAAAB6w/9IbWy5ydPLE/s200/WilliamHazlitt.jpg" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Quem não ama sua profissão, por ela não é amado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Willam Hazlitt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5941097302592507259?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5941097302592507259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-willam-hazlitt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5941097302592507259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5941097302592507259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-willam-hazlitt.html' title='Frase do Dia. Willam Hazlitt.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PUx-5QMThzw/Tzr37XbiZII/AAAAAAAAB6w/9IbWy5ydPLE/s72-c/WilliamHazlitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4888694718453766276</id><published>2012-02-14T20:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T21:01:00.452-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Henricão um gigante da música. Só vendo que beleza em uma Casinha da Marambaia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Curiosidades da MPB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiLhW2evIYo/Tzr0JR7UApI/AAAAAAAAB6o/UbGen683MQI/s1600/HENRIC%7E1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiLhW2evIYo/Tzr0JR7UApI/AAAAAAAAB6o/UbGen683MQI/s1600/HENRIC%7E1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Henrique Felipe da Costa, o Henricão (11/1/1908 Itapira, SP 11/6/1984 Rio de Janeiro, RJ) é mais um desses inúmeros casos de compositores de grandes sucessos que caem no esquecimento. Figura querida dos seus pares, o risonho cantor e também ator Henricão gostava muito de Carnaval, fala-se que é considerado o primeiro Rei Momo negro da história do Carnaval. O apelido vem da alta estatura. Também era um gigante na hora de compor. É autor de inúmeras músicas que se tornaram eternas, dentre elas "Está chegando a hora", um dos maiores sucessos da história do carnaval e até hoje cantada nos estádios brasileiros ou na despedidas de alguém. A Canção foi gravada por Carmem Costa, intérprete preferida do compositor, com quem chegou a formar dupla nos anos 40. "Está chegando a hora", na verdade, é uma adaptação “Cielito Lindo”,uma antiga melodia do folclore mexicano. O compositor confessou que estava em Pernambuco e percebeu que a platéia gostava de cantar a música mexicana, escreveu uma nova letra que caiu de imediato no gosto do público, o que levou Ary Barroso a considerar plágio aquilo que, obviamente, é apenas uma versão da música.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas unanimidade mesmo na obra de Henricão é a adorável "Só vendo que beleza",&amp;nbsp; parceria com Rubem Campos, gravado por Carmem Costa em 1942 e regravado por nomes de peso da MPB como Maria Bethânia, Elis Regina. O compositor conta que a inspiração para a música surgiu quando ouviu uma conversa de bar entre dois aspirantes a Fuzileiros Navais. O interessante é que a singeleza da letra, que retrata um ambiente bucólico, marcado de belezas naturais propícias ao romance, uma verdadeira fórmula da felicidade, foi contrastado pouco tempo depois pelo próprio Henricão ao compor “Casinha da Marambaia”, música que mostra um cenário pessimista e de destruição daquele belo cenário da música anterior.  provavelmente uma forma do brilhante compositor pegar carona no sucesso da sua composição original. Compare as letras das músicas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só Vendo que Beleza - Henricão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iDuDp-N0TMM" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casinha da Marambaia - Carmem Costa &lt;embed allowfullscreen="false" allowscriptaccess="always" height="250" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/1136407788/39550951" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fontes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://ocourodocabrito.blogspot.com/2009/05/tal-casinha-da-marambaia.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dicionário Cravo ALbim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://cifrantiga2.blogspot.com/2006/10/henrico.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4888694718453766276?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4888694718453766276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/henricao-um-gigante-da-musica-so-vendo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4888694718453766276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4888694718453766276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/henricao-um-gigante-da-musica-so-vendo.html' title='Henricão um gigante da música. Só vendo que beleza em uma Casinha da Marambaia.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiLhW2evIYo/Tzr0JR7UApI/AAAAAAAAB6o/UbGen683MQI/s72-c/HENRIC%7E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8183359843372393063</id><published>2012-02-12T22:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T22:00:38.938-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Fernando Pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv4FCTaLUH0/TzhglTqRsqI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/oo7KU5P7pHg/s1600/FernandoPessoa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv4FCTaLUH0/TzhglTqRsqI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/oo7KU5P7pHg/s200/FernandoPessoa.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Medo da morte?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acordarei de outra maneira,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talvez corpo, talvez continuidade, talvez renovado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Mas acordarei.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se até os atomos não dormem, por que hei de ser eu só a dormir?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8183359843372393063?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8183359843372393063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-fernando-pessoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8183359843372393063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8183359843372393063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-fernando-pessoa.html' title='Frase do Dia. Fernando Pessoa'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iv4FCTaLUH0/TzhglTqRsqI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/oo7KU5P7pHg/s72-c/FernandoPessoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6028087314561386290</id><published>2012-02-12T21:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T21:51:42.904-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hinos'/><title type='text'>Lolita Rodigues a primeira cantora da televisão.  Hino da Televisão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Curiosidades da Música.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Senhoras e Senhores, boa noite. A PRF-3-TV, Emissora Associada de São Paulo,orgulhosamente apresenta neste momento o primeiro programa de televisão daAmérica latina”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com essas palavras a atriz IaraLins anunciava, fruto do empreendedorismo de Assis Chateaubriand, o início daera da televisão no Brasil, com o Programa “&lt;i&gt;TV na Taba&lt;/i&gt;”, &lt;span class="unnamed1"&gt;dirigidopor Demirval Costa Lima e Cassiano Gabus Mendes, uma verdadeira mixórdia de atraçõescomo: música, dramaturgia, humor e dança.&lt;/span&gt; O evento histórico aconteceu às22 horas do dia 18 de setembro de 1950.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dentre os vários números do programa,apresentado por Homero Silva, um viria a ser a primeira apresentação de umacantora na televisão brasileira. A honra caberia à cantora Hebe Camargo, que nãopode participar - alguns dizem que devido a um resfriado, outros que devido a umcompromisso já assumido anteriormente. Coube, então, a Lolita Rodrigues (foto)&amp;nbsp; apresentar o número pioneiro: O “Hino da Televisão” composto porMarcelo Tupinambá e Guilherme de Almeida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zog12tleyAU/Tzg-sZJvShI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RGtHx6vlJds/s1600/Lolita+Rodrigues.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zog12tleyAU/Tzg-sZJvShI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RGtHx6vlJds/s1600/Lolita+Rodrigues.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A obra é pouco conhecida. Sualetra utilizou argumentos exigidos por Chateaubriand que solicitou menção aoíndio, símbolo da TV recém criada, à televisão em cores que ele já antevia e àbandeira de São Paulo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como todo hino, o da televisão tambémficou rebuscado e formal o que até hoje é motivo de risos para algunsrepresentantes daquele momento histórico, até mesmo da sua primeira intérprete.Confira a peça na voz da própria Lolita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4Bfr7xKZRa0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Letra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hino da Televisão&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;(Marcelo Tupinambá e Guilherme de Almeida)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Vingoucomo tudo vinga&lt;br /&gt;no teu chão, Piratininga&lt;br /&gt;A cruz que Anchieta plantou!&lt;br /&gt;Pois, dir-se-á que ela hoje acena&lt;br /&gt;Por uma altíssima antena&lt;br /&gt;Em que o Cruzeiro pousou.&lt;br /&gt;E te dá, num amuleto,&lt;br /&gt;O vermelho, branco e preto&lt;br /&gt;Das contas do teu colar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E te mostra num espelho, &lt;br /&gt;O preto, branco e vermelho,&lt;br /&gt;Das penas do teu tocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6028087314561386290?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6028087314561386290/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/lolita-rodigues-primeira-cantora-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6028087314561386290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6028087314561386290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/lolita-rodigues-primeira-cantora-da.html' title='Lolita Rodigues a primeira cantora da televisão.  Hino da Televisão.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zog12tleyAU/Tzg-sZJvShI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RGtHx6vlJds/s72-c/Lolita+Rodrigues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6651440502566227794</id><published>2012-02-05T08:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T08:28:28.180-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Samuel Agnon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM_yQNv1-94/Ty5nTfKKDYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/YWt-MZerIqI/s1600/SanuelJAgnon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM_yQNv1-94/Ty5nTfKKDYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/YWt-MZerIqI/s200/SanuelJAgnon.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As idiomas foram criados para que os homens fossem incapazes de se entender"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Samuel J. Agnon) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6651440502566227794?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6651440502566227794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-samuel-agnon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6651440502566227794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6651440502566227794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/02/frase-do-dia-samuel-agnon.html' title='Frase do Dia. Samuel Agnon.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pM_yQNv1-94/Ty5nTfKKDYI/AAAAAAAAB6I/YWt-MZerIqI/s72-c/SanuelJAgnon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5951516582687823586</id><published>2012-02-04T08:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T20:33:05.751-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotidiano'/><title type='text'>3° Bigode Folia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Confraria do Bigode, grupo de amigos que se reunecostumeiramente no Bar do Bigode, na cidade 2000, se prepara para mais umpré-carnaval. 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Encantou-se com as transmissões de rádio na  vizinhança e, naqueles tempos, alimentou o sonho de ser radialista. Já  desenhava e pintava, como aspirante autodidata a artista. Conheceu  também pessoas que já tinham trilhado alguns passos no fazer artístico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Em  apenas uma semana de aula com Zenon Barreto, já pôde esboçar o desenho  de seu futuro no mundo das artes plásticas. Naquela ocasião teve um  encontro com Antônio Bandeira, que visitava Fortaleza. Ele o incentivou a  mudar-se ao Rio de Janeiro, enquanto Zenon dizia: “Vá em frente!”,  Bandeira repetia: “Procure um centro maior!”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Zé  Tarcísio chegou ao Rio de Janeiro em 1961, com 20 anos de idade. Tudo  era novo, inclusive ele. De repente, todo o movimento cultural dos anos  de 1960 surgiu ao seu alcance na grande cidade. E Fortaleza começou a  parecer pequena demais para ele. 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Cervantes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3r7koAe2o4/TyiL6duwsQI/AAAAAAAAB6A/JtLNUTkcdg4/s1600/MigueldeCervantes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3r7koAe2o4/TyiL6duwsQI/AAAAAAAAB6A/JtLNUTkcdg4/s200/MigueldeCervantes.jpg" width="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A caneta é a língua da mente"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Miguel de Cervantes) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7961058230747023089?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7961058230747023089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-cervantes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7961058230747023089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7961058230747023089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-cervantes.html' title='Frase do Dia. Cervantes.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3r7koAe2o4/TyiL6duwsQI/AAAAAAAAB6A/JtLNUTkcdg4/s72-c/MigueldeCervantes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-1698655733278955852</id><published>2012-01-31T21:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:44:23.285-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Como foi criada a música "Revelação".</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuL-ljsPczg/TyiIp-KXklI/AAAAAAAAB54/JgSajGRJLEI/s1600/clodoclesio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuL-ljsPczg/TyiIp-KXklI/AAAAAAAAB54/JgSajGRJLEI/s320/clodoclesio.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Revelação, música que tornou Fagner conhecido do grande público, foi um estrondoso sucesso em meados da década de setenta. A canção, composta por Clodomir, conhecido como Clodo, e seu irmão Clésio, este falecido em 1910, marcou definitivamente uma geração. A receita era certa: além da bela melodia e letra, um bem elaborado arranjo, onde se destacam os solos vibrantes de Robertinho de Recife, aliado à voz rouca, vibrante e incomum do cantor cearense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os compositores da música são piauienses. Os dois, em conjunto com Climério, o outro irmão, são autores de pelo menos 150 músicas gravadas por grandes artistas como: Fagner, Dominguinhos, Tim Maia e Os Cariocas, Simone, MPB-4, Elba Ramalho, Ednardo, Amelinha, Zizi Possi, Fafá de Belém e Ângela Maria, dentre outros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Revelação tem uma curiosidade na sua criação. Fala-se que a melodia teve três letras. A primeira clodo afirma desconhecer, a segunda o irmão Clésio, o autor da melodia, aproveitou o poema Memória, de Carlos Drummond de Andrade, que se encaixou perfeitamente à música. Clésio descobriu, algum tempo depois, que outro artista já havia musicado e gravado o poema. Desapontado e sem querer perder a criação, solicitou ao irmão parceiro que fizesse outra versão da letra. Fagner ouviu a música, gostou, gravou e o sucesso estourou nas rádios brasileiras. Antes, o cearense comentou ao autor da letra definitiva que eles iriam ficar de cabelos brancos e ainda ouvindo a música tocando nos rádios do Brasil. Fagner estava certo: mais de trinta anos depois, a música ainda é lembrada e muitos jovens que sequer viveram aqueles momentos dos anos setenta sabem sua letra de cor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Outra curiosidade sobre os irmãos piauienses: em homenagem ao trio, Nara Leão, uma fã declarada dos compositores, compôs, em parceria com o Fausto Nilo e Fagner, a música Cli, Cle, Clo, lançada no disco “Romance Popular de 1981”.&amp;nbsp; Cli, Cle e Clo são as iniciais dos nomes dos talentosos irmãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça Revelação interpretada pelo cearense Fagner, em um vídeo apresentado em 1978 no Fantástico. Aproveite para ouvir também a composição de Nara Leão e, complementando, uma interpretação da música com a letra original e declarações interessantes de Clodo sobre a sua composição. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_AXwiF5CycY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cli, Cle e Clo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ehIudnkJ8Ss" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clodo canta Memória ( Revelação)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CsD6l_h5coc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-1698655733278955852?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/1698655733278955852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/como-foi-criada-musica-revelacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1698655733278955852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1698655733278955852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/como-foi-criada-musica-revelacao.html' title='Como foi criada a música &quot;Revelação&quot;.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PuL-ljsPczg/TyiIp-KXklI/AAAAAAAAB54/JgSajGRJLEI/s72-c/clodoclesio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7466778342732442614</id><published>2012-01-30T21:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:27:37.343-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>FRASE DO DIA. VIRGINIA WOOLF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teJ3wyrUyGI/Tyc1YeOdOFI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Txua0TIgItU/s1600/VirginiaWoolf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teJ3wyrUyGI/Tyc1YeOdOFI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Txua0TIgItU/s1600/VirginiaWoolf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"... não há portão, nem fechadura, nem trinco que vocêconsiga colocar na liberdade da minha mente."  (Virginia Woolf)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7466778342732442614?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7466778342732442614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-virginia-woolf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7466778342732442614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7466778342732442614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-virginia-woolf.html' title='FRASE DO DIA. VIRGINIA WOOLF.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teJ3wyrUyGI/Tyc1YeOdOFI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Txua0TIgItU/s72-c/VirginiaWoolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8019908983175991887</id><published>2012-01-30T21:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:08:23.581-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Centenário de Herivelto Martins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MX5dELfOuzc/Tycw6_x5ABI/AAAAAAAAB5o/HgvM-I8hIyQ/s1600/HeriveltoMartins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MX5dELfOuzc/Tycw6_x5ABI/AAAAAAAAB5o/HgvM-I8hIyQ/s1600/HeriveltoMartins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Meu pai Herivelto Martins, ainda é o cronista maior de um Rio de Janeiro que abrigou em seu tempo as maiores cabeças musicais no nosso país. Com a força e sensibilidade de sua obra, liderou um momento artístico que enriqueceu a cultura popular do Brasil, deixando um legado de simplicidade e comunicação com a massa, numa linguagem de cores tão fortes que irão colorir para sempre a alma do povo brasileiro”. (Pery Ribeiro)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Há exatos cem anos, no dia 30 de janeiro de 1912, nascia Herivelto Martins, um dos maiores compositores da Música Popular Brasileira. Da sua lavra saíram sucessos como Ave Maria no Morro, Pensando em ti, Praça Onze, Segredo, Isaura, Atirastes uma Pedra e muitos outros. Herivelto dispensa comentários. As palavras do seu filho, o também cantor  Pery Ribeiro, bastam para ilustrar  a importância do compositor para a MPB.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No vídeo abaixo o próprio Herivelto lembra seus sucessos de carnaval, tema que explorou com rara desenvoltura. Destaque para um dos seus maiores sucessos, “Cabelos Brancos”, feita especialmente para o Carnaval e que, curiosamente, ninguém cantou.  Ele confessaria que o fato foi uma das maiores decepções da sua carreira. A tristeza duraria pouco, a música viria a ser um dos seus maiores sucessos e até hoje é lembrada. Confira a entrevista do compositor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tj7TW1oyWnM" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fonte: Centenário de herivelto Martins http://blogln.ning.com/profiles/blogs/centen-rio-de-herivelto-martins.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8019908983175991887?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8019908983175991887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/centenario-de-herivelto-martins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8019908983175991887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8019908983175991887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/centenario-de-herivelto-martins.html' title='Centenário de Herivelto Martins.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MX5dELfOuzc/Tycw6_x5ABI/AAAAAAAAB5o/HgvM-I8hIyQ/s72-c/HeriveltoMartins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2599868237702429256</id><published>2012-01-29T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T19:24:59.413-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Kant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP4-4tLartQ/TyXG4c7BndI/AAAAAAAAB5g/IU1-uQDfnsQ/s1600/Kant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP4-4tLartQ/TyXG4c7BndI/AAAAAAAAB5g/IU1-uQDfnsQ/s200/Kant.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A moral, propriamente dita, não é a doutrina que nos ensina como sermos felizes, mais como devemos tornar-nos dignos da felicidade".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Immanuel Kant)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2599868237702429256?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2599868237702429256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-kant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2599868237702429256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2599868237702429256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-kant.html' title='Frase do Dia. Kant.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pP4-4tLartQ/TyXG4c7BndI/AAAAAAAAB5g/IU1-uQDfnsQ/s72-c/Kant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2067051547852412633</id><published>2012-01-29T19:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T19:15:44.124-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><title type='text'>Versões "My Way". Herman Brood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ3KjtQxGBU/TyXEhWP8kBI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Uf2zOeurGsI/s1600/HermanBrood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ3KjtQxGBU/TyXEhWP8kBI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Uf2zOeurGsI/s200/HermanBrood.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desta vez, a versão escolhida de "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;" é a do controvertido cantor, pintor, pianista, ator e poeta  Herman Brood, uma lenda do rock da Holanda. O holandês teve uma vida desregrada com uma biografia marcada pela polêmica e abuso do uso de drogas e álcool, cujas conseqüências à sua saúde o levou ao suicídio em 2001, ao saltar do telhado do hotel Hilton Amsterdam. Comenta-se que a morte do artista aos 54 anos, foi considerada pelos holandeses o evento mais significativo da história da música do país.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A versão de “&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;” do roqueiro holandês, curiosamente, se mostra comportada e agradável não enveredando para o exagero das versões de outros roqueiros como a de Nina Hagen, com quem  Brood teve um relacionamento, e a de Sid Vicious, esta, por sinal, considerada um sacrilégio para muitos amantes de uma das mais belas melodias da história da música.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma curiosidade sobre alguns intérpretes da canção: Herman Brood, Elvis Presley, Sid Vicious e Claude François, o autor da música original, todos, morreram prematuramente, vítimas das conseqüências do uso de drogas ou acidentes. Veja mais no marcador “Versões My Way”, aí à direita do Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Lu2FtVSQK-0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2067051547852412633?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2067051547852412633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/versoes-my-way-herman-brood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2067051547852412633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2067051547852412633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/versoes-my-way-herman-brood.html' title='Versões &quot;My Way&quot;. Herman Brood'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ3KjtQxGBU/TyXEhWP8kBI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/Uf2zOeurGsI/s72-c/HermanBrood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8818935490950289527</id><published>2012-01-26T21:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T21:55:12.195-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia.Lucien Descaves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz-GfsQf0Tc/TyH1MhtEoBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ORTK_Ykuqc/s1600/LucienDescaves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz-GfsQf0Tc/TyH1MhtEoBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ORTK_Ykuqc/s1600/LucienDescaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Na maioria dos ricos, é o medo dos pobres a fonte da filantropia"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Lucien Alexandre Descaves)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8818935490950289527?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8818935490950289527/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dialucien-descaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8818935490950289527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8818935490950289527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dialucien-descaves.html' title='Frase do Dia.Lucien Descaves.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz-GfsQf0Tc/TyH1MhtEoBI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/9ORTK_Ykuqc/s72-c/LucienDescaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-429052433143690040</id><published>2012-01-26T20:39:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:07:45.668-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>14 Bis. Mais de trinta anos de estrada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7S43QtxtOn8/TyHkMvKVThI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ycuhyr9Uyyk/s1600/14bis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7S43QtxtOn8/TyHkMvKVThI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ycuhyr9Uyyk/s1600/14bis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há 31 anos, o 14 Bis se firmava como grupo de ponta ao lançar “&lt;i&gt;Planeta Sonho&lt;/i&gt;”, seu maior sucesso. Criado em 1979, o grupo mineiro ainda está na ativa e com a formação original, exceto  Flávio Venturini, que optou pela carreira solo em 1987. O primeiro disco teve Milton Nascimento como produtor.  Um padrinho de peso, à altura da qualidade dos músicos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cláudio Venturini,  Hely Rodrigues,  Sergio Magrão  e Vermelho continuam empolgando muita gente. Recentemente estiveram em Fortaleza, no BNB Clube, onde levantaram a platéia com seus grandes sucessos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça os acordes vibrantes de “&lt;i&gt;Planeta Sonho&lt;/i&gt;” em um vídeo de 1981, apresentado no Fantástico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cAJcVYMUM3M" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-429052433143690040?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/429052433143690040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/14-bis-mais-de-trinta-anos-de-estrada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/429052433143690040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/429052433143690040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/14-bis-mais-de-trinta-anos-de-estrada.html' title='14 Bis. Mais de trinta anos de estrada.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7S43QtxtOn8/TyHkMvKVThI/AAAAAAAAB5I/ycuhyr9Uyyk/s72-c/14bis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-294002932208999348</id><published>2012-01-18T19:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T19:29:45.890-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Ambrose Bierce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4QLwpVY5Q/TxdHxe_2sSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/cdzrwqqSZuQ/s1600/AmbroseBierce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4QLwpVY5Q/TxdHxe_2sSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/cdzrwqqSZuQ/s200/AmbroseBierce.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chato:um homem que fala quando querias que escutasse"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-294002932208999348?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/294002932208999348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-ambrose-bierce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/294002932208999348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/294002932208999348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-ambrose-bierce.html' title='Frase do Dia. Ambrose Bierce.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su4QLwpVY5Q/TxdHxe_2sSI/AAAAAAAAB5A/cdzrwqqSZuQ/s72-c/AmbroseBierce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-1331506530495341780</id><published>2012-01-18T08:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T08:15:50.147-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Um sítio só para Nara Leão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AsUuCrFhUxE/TxaoTZy00nI/AAAAAAAAB44/Xs902x-SS5I/s1600/Narale%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AsUuCrFhUxE/TxaoTZy00nI/AAAAAAAAB44/Xs902x-SS5I/s1600/Narale%25C3%25A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em 19 de janeiro de 2012, Nara Leão completaria 70 anos. A cantora morreu precocemente em 1989, com apenas 47 anos, vítima de um coágulo na cabeça descoberto em 1979, o qual resistiu por dez anos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Embora seja considerada a “Musa da Bossa Nova”, não se mantinha fiel a um único estilo. Gravou desde grandes sambistas como Cartola, Zé Kéti e Nelson Cavaquinho até Chico Buarque, passando por João do Vale, Roberto Carlos e Fagner, dentre outros grandes nomes da MPB.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para comemorar a data, uma boa pedida é acessar o Site da cantora, montado recentemente por sua filha Isabel Diegues (&lt;a href="http://www.naraleao.com.br%20/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). Isabel não mediu esforços para preservar e divulgar a obra da mãe, que anda esquecida, não obstante sua importância para a MPB.   O Site apresenta uma sequencia cronológica com resumo da vida da cantora, documentos, além da discografia com dados de cada lançamento. De acordo com a própria Isabel, o sitio não é uma obra acabada e será atualizado à medida que forem surgindo novas informações ou conteúdos musicais: “&lt;i&gt;É um organismo vivo. O que for aparecendo, podemos incluir&lt;/i&gt;”, completou a autora da ideia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma curiosidade: segundo a revista Época, a única música gravada pela cantora que não foi disponibilizada no site foi “Quero  que vá pro inferno” de Roberto Carlos, gravada pela primeira vez em 1965. O motivo: o Rei, a partir da década de 80, implicou com a música, parou de cantá-la e desautorizou qualquer regravação ou reedição do hit. Mas uma das muitas manias do cantor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acesse o site. Antes, confira três ótimos vídeos da cantora que selecionei: “Penas do Tiê” (Você) de Heckel Tavares, “Camisa Amarela” de Ary Barroso e a singela modinha “Casinha Pequenina”, um clássico da MPB de autor desconhecido” .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/m26xoV4mW5g" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xMhN77ZA3E8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8TueDBUv3h4" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-1331506530495341780?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/1331506530495341780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/um-sitio-so-para-nara-leao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1331506530495341780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1331506530495341780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/um-sitio-so-para-nara-leao.html' title='Um sítio só para Nara Leão.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AsUuCrFhUxE/TxaoTZy00nI/AAAAAAAAB44/Xs902x-SS5I/s72-c/Narale%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2796406230772754650</id><published>2012-01-15T11:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:14:36.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Qual a melhor versão?'/><title type='text'>Luis Gonzaga e as mudanças no sertão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-xbgaXMbjo/TxLeXcEexHI/AAAAAAAAB4w/vlObHKGh7OY/s1600/LuizGonzaga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-xbgaXMbjo/TxLeXcEexHI/AAAAAAAAB4w/vlObHKGh7OY/s200/LuizGonzaga.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O nosso grande Luiz Gonzaga, maior nome da música nordestina, era um arauto das coisas do sofrido sertão nordestino. O nosso Rei do Baião, em sua obra, falava das dificuldades que passava o sertanejo na luta eterna contra o clima adverso, na coragem, valentia e humildade de um povo que, embora muitas vezes fosse obrigado a deixar seu torrão, nunca esquecia as coisas da sua terra. É verdade, o sertanejo pode deixar o sertão, mas o sertão nunca deixa o sertanejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Muitas das suas músicas também falam de temas divertidos, carregados de ironia e sátiras. Lua sempre exaltava o senso de humor e as “tiradas irônicas” da sua gente. A esse respeito, ele costumava contar, entre risos, que, certa vez, em uma apresentação numa dessas pequenas cidades do interior nordestino cantava &lt;i&gt;“A Volta da Asa Branca”&lt;/i&gt;, um dos seus grandes sucessos em parceria com Zé Dantas.  Ao terminar um dos versos que exaltava as qualidades dos sertanejos -”&lt;i&gt;... Sertão das muié séria  dos homes trabaiador..&lt;/i&gt;.” - um gaiato, na platéia, não quis perder a piada e gritou: “ &lt;i&gt;faz tempo que o senhor não vem aqui, Seu Luiz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça os versos completo da bela toada. No primeiro vídeo, a versão original de Luiz Gonzaga. No segundo, Gilberto Gil dá um ritmo mais acelerado à canção. No último vídeo, apresento o arranjo  estilizado do cantor e ator Rubi. Qual a melhor versão?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/whKGCQiD7iY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C_y0Fh9oGSE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2HarjzpN8hI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2796406230772754650?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2796406230772754650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/luis-gonzaga-e-as-mudancas-no-sertao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2796406230772754650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2796406230772754650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/luis-gonzaga-e-as-mudancas-no-sertao.html' title='Luis Gonzaga e as mudanças no sertão.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-xbgaXMbjo/TxLeXcEexHI/AAAAAAAAB4w/vlObHKGh7OY/s72-c/LuizGonzaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8101407548764652032</id><published>2012-01-15T10:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:46:29.091-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Sófocles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64078t83EKc/TxLQyYS_x5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/AI-nmtBoZRQ/s1600/Sophocles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64078t83EKc/TxLQyYS_x5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/AI-nmtBoZRQ/s200/Sophocles.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Os filhos são as âncoras que mantêm as mães agarrdas à vida.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sófocles)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8101407548764652032?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8101407548764652032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-di-dia-sofocles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8101407548764652032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8101407548764652032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-di-dia-sofocles.html' title='Frase do Dia. Sófocles.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-64078t83EKc/TxLQyYS_x5I/AAAAAAAAB4o/AI-nmtBoZRQ/s72-c/Sophocles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-279238668433167285</id><published>2012-01-15T10:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T10:13:24.491-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotidiano'/><title type='text'>É tempo de Pré-Carnaval em Fortaleza.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Começou o Pré-carnaval de Fortaleza. Logo, Logo, nossas pracinhas estarão lotadas de foliões. Uma ótima pedida para quem gosta da folia. Tem opção para todos os gostos. Os mais saudosistas optam pelos metais das bandinhas e suas tradicionais marchinhas carnavalescas, outros preferem o vigor das baterias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Impressiona como cresce a animação nos últimos anos. A organização também. Destaque para o Grêmio Recreativo e Bloco Carnavalesco Unidos da Cachorra, um dos maiores da cidade, que  inovou ao lançar Clipe Oficial do seu Samba Enredo. Confira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U1tojafjQU8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-279238668433167285?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/279238668433167285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-tempo-de-pre-carnaval-em-fortaleza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/279238668433167285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/279238668433167285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-tempo-de-pre-carnaval-em-fortaleza.html' title='É tempo de Pré-Carnaval em Fortaleza.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U1tojafjQU8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7220489010177067890</id><published>2012-01-07T21:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:44:53.637-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Ocar Wilde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av99wZVZ5dE/Twjmy9B3KaI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HJhUxMSsh14/s1600/OscarWilde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av99wZVZ5dE/Twjmy9B3KaI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HJhUxMSsh14/s1600/OscarWilde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"As vitórias de ontem são menos importantes que os planosde amanhã."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Oscar Wilde)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7220489010177067890?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7220489010177067890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-ocar-wilde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7220489010177067890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7220489010177067890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-do-dia-ocar-wilde.html' title='Frase do Dia. Ocar Wilde'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av99wZVZ5dE/Twjmy9B3KaI/AAAAAAAAB4g/HJhUxMSsh14/s72-c/OscarWilde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8151601295785112998</id><published>2012-01-07T11:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:36:26.316-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Luis Antônio. Compositor de alta patente, mas esquecido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWwesJ1KXXY/TwhTV3x-gII/AAAAAAAAB4Y/qkBoX3H2jNU/s1600/LuizAntonio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWwesJ1KXXY/TwhTV3x-gII/AAAAAAAAB4Y/qkBoX3H2jNU/s1600/LuizAntonio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quem não se lembra das músicas "Sassaricando", "Lata d'água"...na cabeça, lá vai Maria, lá vai Maria, sobe o morro e não se cansa, "Mulher de Trinta"... voce, mulher, que já sofreu ..., "Poema do Adeus" e "Poema das Mãos" na voz de Miltinho", Barracão" ... de zinco, tradição do meu país ..., "Eu bebo sim" ... e estou vivendo, tem gente que não bebe e está morrendo, eu bebo sim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas essas preciosidades e muitas outras que você certamente já cantou um dia têm em comum o autor. Antonio de Pádua Vieira da Costa, codinome Luís Antonio era conhecido nas rodas de boemia do Rio de Janeiro como Coronel. O apelido vem da sua formação militar - o compositor era oficial do exército, ex-pracinha da FEB na Itália e chegou a compor o Hino da AMAN - Academia Militar de Agulhas Negras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luís nasceu em 16 de abril de 1921, no Rio de janeiro e faleceu na mesma cidade, aos 75 anos, no dia 1º de dezembro de 1996. Suas músicas foram gravadas por artistas de peso, como: Dick Farney, Claudete Soares, Marlene, Elizeth Cardoso, Ademilde Fonseca, Dóris Monteiro, Cauby Peixoto, Maysa, Miltinho, Elza Soares, Linda Batista e até o Palhaço Carequinha, que gravou "O Engraxate".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seu último sucesso foi “Eu Bebo sim” um samba bem humorado que estourou na década de setenta na voz de Elizeth Cardoso.Como tantos outros grandes artistas, seu nome anda esquecido e poucos sabem, ao ouvir as músicas citadas no início desse post, quem é o autor da obra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como aconselhou meu amigo Carlos Anselmo, a quem agradeço a dica, deixe a cerveja gelar e se delicie com os sucessos do grande compositor na Radinha (&lt;a href="http://www.radinha.com.br/luisantonio/%20"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). Também separei alguns vídeos antigos com sucessos do artista.Vale a pena conferir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Barracão (com Simone e Elizeth Cardoso, vídeo do início dos anos setenta)&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dr77fGNmCjc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Poema do Adeus (com Miltinho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p_m1FHu0jbk" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lata D'água&amp;nbsp; (com Marlene em cena do filme "Tudo Azul", anos 1950)&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XNskWy9aIFs" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eu e o Rio” (com Clara Nunes ao vivo na Rádio Bandeirantes de S.Paulo 1973)&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HDK5I9DefYI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Eu Bebo Sim” (com Elizeth Cardoso)&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NPHd3WhY80Y" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fontes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blog do Alê - http://www.aleporto.com.br/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.radinha.com.br/luisantonio/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Carlos Anselmo Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8151601295785112998?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8151601295785112998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/luis-antonio-compositor-de-alta-patente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8151601295785112998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8151601295785112998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2012/01/luis-antonio-compositor-de-alta-patente.html' title='Luis Antônio. Compositor de alta patente, mas esquecido.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dWwesJ1KXXY/TwhTV3x-gII/AAAAAAAAB4Y/qkBoX3H2jNU/s72-c/LuizAntonio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-772183378408520501</id><published>2011-12-25T09:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:45:08.476-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Clarice Lispector.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWqb3RxcE7o/Tvcd4oANoXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/e15d7yP7WYc/s1600/ClariceLispector.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWqb3RxcE7o/Tvcd4oANoXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/e15d7yP7WYc/s200/ClariceLispector.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais já que há de escrever, que ao menos não se esmague as entrelinhas."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-772183378408520501?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/772183378408520501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-clarice-lispector.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/772183378408520501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/772183378408520501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-clarice-lispector.html' title='Frase do Dia. Clarice Lispector.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWqb3RxcE7o/Tvcd4oANoXI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/e15d7yP7WYc/s72-c/ClariceLispector.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3996423623606101368</id><published>2011-12-24T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:52:56.922-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Propagandas Interessantes'/><title type='text'>Propaganda de Natal do Banco Nacional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em tempos de Natal, de olho no período de maior consumo da população, as agências de publicidades se desdobram para lançar propagandas criativas. O resultado nem sempre é satisfatório e geralmente descambam para a mesmice.  Não é o caso da propaganda de Natal do extinto Banco Nacional. A Peça é um exemplo de sucesso e é uma das mais lembradas no período natalino. Se o Banco Nacional não mais existe, a música, pela mensagem, simplicidade e beleza, jamais será esquecida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Uma curiosidade: A idéia da propaganda foi do publicitário Lula Vieira que convidou Edison Borges de Aguiar, conhecido como Passarinho, compositor dos bons que chegou a fazer parceria com Dolores Duran em várias músicas de qualidade. Fala-se que, na época, início dos anos setenta, a canção já existia e não tinha, como argumento, o Natal. Na verdade, seria gravada comercialmente por um grupo musical. Passarinho percebeu o potencial da composição, fez algumas alterações e transformou “Para não ser Triste” ou “Quero Ver Você Não Chorar”, como também é conhecida, em um grande clássico do Natal. No decorrer dos anos, a propaganda foi apresentada em várias versões. Aprecie uma das mais conhecidas. Ninguém esquece a aflição do garoto para chegar a tempo de concluir a mensagem final do coral: “&lt;i&gt;Muito amor e paz prá você...Prá você”&lt;/i&gt;. A peça é de 1988 e foi dirigida por Walter Sales Júnior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Um &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; a todos os leitores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W3BIZ9-9Uow" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3996423623606101368?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3996423623606101368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/propaganda-de-natal-do-banco-nacional.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3996423623606101368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3996423623606101368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/propaganda-de-natal-do-banco-nacional.html' title='Propaganda de Natal do Banco Nacional.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W3BIZ9-9Uow/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4823786651347693615</id><published>2011-12-24T18:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:59:30.682-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Fernando Pessoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W51Evn38LDY/TvZLBryYgNI/AAAAAAAAB4E/L_sAsZzRL_U/s1600/fernandoPessoa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W51Evn38LDY/TvZLBryYgNI/AAAAAAAAB4E/L_sAsZzRL_U/s200/fernandoPessoa.jpg" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Organiza tua vida como uma obra literária, pondo nela tanta unidade quanto seja possível”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4823786651347693615?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4823786651347693615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-fernando-pessoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4823786651347693615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4823786651347693615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-fernando-pessoa.html' title='Frase do Dia. Fernando Pessoa.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W51Evn38LDY/TvZLBryYgNI/AAAAAAAAB4E/L_sAsZzRL_U/s72-c/fernandoPessoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2559518889694712601</id><published>2011-12-24T18:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:51:20.433-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Renato Russo  e Flávio Venturini. Uma parceria fruto do acaso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lybe7KfDo2s/TvZDuHPtolI/AAAAAAAAB3s/jXerdjMAarE/s1600/Fl%25C3%25A1vioVenturini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lybe7KfDo2s/TvZDuHPtolI/AAAAAAAAB3s/jXerdjMAarE/s200/Fl%25C3%25A1vioVenturini.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNaxOR5mrjU/TvZEUeo4uWI/AAAAAAAAB34/EsfPN7F1AbU/s1600/RenatoRusso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dNaxOR5mrjU/TvZEUeo4uWI/AAAAAAAAB34/EsfPN7F1AbU/s1600/RenatoRusso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em 1987, Flávio Venturini, na época vocalista do grupo 14 Bis, ensaiava os acordes de uma nova música. Por coincidência, Renato Russo passava pela sala onde estava o cantor e ouviu a melodia. O falecido vocalista da Legião Urbana gostou e pediu para compor a letra. Após três meses estava pronta “&lt;i&gt;Mais Uma Vez&lt;/i&gt;” que logo iria se transformar em um grande sucesso nacional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Comento: sobre o encontro, Flávio Venturini declarou em entrevista ao Site musica.uol.com.br:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“ &lt;i&gt;A gente se conheceu no estúdio da EMI. Eu estava gravando com o 14 Bis o disco "Sete", e o pessoal do Legião também estava gravando (o disco "Dois"). Meu encontro com o Renato foi superlegal, ele disse que me conhecia desde o Terço (grupo em que Venturini tocou nos anos 70) [...]. Nesse dia eu estava ensaiando numa das salas do estúdio, tocando uma música inédita. O Renato entrou e pediu para escrever a letra... Eu disse "claro"!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ele escreveu baseado na idéia de que um pai dizia para o filho que o sol voltaria a brilhar depois da tempestade. Eu gostei da idéia, a gente conversou, e ele ficou de me entregar a letra. Eu mandei pra ele a base da música e três meses depois ele me entregou a letra. Ele demorou três meses para terminar, ele estava ocupado com a gravação do segundo disco do Legião.Daí eu o convidei para participar da gravação do 14 Bis e ele participou.”&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Ouça a bela música da dupla. No primeiro vídeo a versão de Renato Russo, autor da letra . No segundo, a versão do autor da base da melodia. Venturini confessou que Russo alterou alguns trechos da música. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bFtvXWT5cKo" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IcdmbK0Jpaw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: http://musica.uol.com.br/especiais/2003/03/27/ult1541u19.jhtm&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/9096197069147811026-2559518889694712601?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2559518889694712601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/renato-russo-e-flavio-venturini-uma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2559518889694712601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2559518889694712601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/renato-russo-e-flavio-venturini-uma.html' title='Renato Russo  e Flávio Venturini. Uma parceria fruto do acaso.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lybe7KfDo2s/TvZDuHPtolI/AAAAAAAAB3s/jXerdjMAarE/s72-c/Fl%25C3%25A1vioVenturini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7280004783557942309</id><published>2011-12-04T21:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:12:43.890-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Eurípedes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfGyYsLFmKA/TtwMK2-84JI/AAAAAAAAB3g/ovE9gEr5aMc/s1600/Euripides.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfGyYsLFmKA/TtwMK2-84JI/AAAAAAAAB3g/ovE9gEr5aMc/s200/Euripides.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O que é a abundância? Um nome, nada mais. Ao sensato basta o necessário."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Eurípedes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7280004783557942309?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7280004783557942309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-euripedes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7280004783557942309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7280004783557942309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/frase-do-dia-euripedes.html' title='Frase do Dia. Eurípedes.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfGyYsLFmKA/TtwMK2-84JI/AAAAAAAAB3g/ovE9gEr5aMc/s72-c/Euripides.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5484590665838748354</id><published>2011-12-04T20:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:03:04.054-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>A história da Música "Minha História" de Chico Buarque.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da Música Popular Brasileira&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-356kh1ZGD5E/TtwHYE9zuMI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Bekr1XBh2hQ/s1600/lucioDalla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-356kh1ZGD5E/TtwHYE9zuMI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Bekr1XBh2hQ/s1600/lucioDalla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A música “&lt;i&gt;Minha História&lt;/i&gt;” tem alguns fatos curiosos na sua gênese e na própria justificativa do seu nome. A música original, 4 marzo 1943, também é conhecida como Gesú Bambino  - Menino Jesus em  italiano - foi composta no início dos anos setenta na Itália por &lt;i&gt;Lúcio Dalla&lt;/i&gt; (foto a esqueda) e Palotino e abordava a história  das mães solteira adolescentes sob a ótica dos filhos,  frutos de  relacionamentos com soldados estrangeiros no período da 2° grande guerra, daí seu subtítulo: “&lt;i&gt;Os filhos da guerra&lt;/i&gt;”. A versão italiana foi premiada com o 3º lugar do Festival de San Remo de 1971.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chico Buarque, amigo de Dalla, com o brilhantismo de sempre, adaptou a letra para nossa realidade tratando a música sob o prisma de um filho de uma prostituta de caís. O compositor brasileiro brincava em relação ao subtítulo da música italiana – &lt;i&gt;Filhos da Guerra -&lt;/i&gt; dizendo que sua música seria chamada filhos da Puta. Brincadeiras à parte, Buarque resolveu colocar o nome de “&lt;i&gt;Menino Jesus&lt;/i&gt;”. Era tempo de ditadura, os militares não gostaram e, como era comum na época, censuraram. O cantor resolveu colocar o nome definitivo “Minha história”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWfGFpRUsxw/TtwHawYArJI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/hkuHBxX5TCA/s1600/ChicoBuarque.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWfGFpRUsxw/TtwHawYArJI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/hkuHBxX5TCA/s200/ChicoBuarque.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A respeito do título definitivo, O jornalista Wagner Homem, em uma apresentação teatral chamada “&lt;i&gt;Histórias de canções - Chico Buarque&lt;/i&gt;”, baseada no livro com mesmo título de sua autoria, conta uma história hilária: Chico Buarque estava dando uma entrevista para um jornalista cubano quando ouviu o seguinte comentário do desinformado profissional: "&lt;i&gt;o que me impressiona, senhor Chico, é como o senhor conseguiu chegar tão longe sendo filho de uma prostituta&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça a versão original cantada por Lúcio Dalla. Depois, a versão do compositor brasileiro e, no terceiro vídeo, os dois cantando juntos. Percebam a diferença nos arranjos das duas versões. Aproveite também para ouvir a história da música contada pelo próprio Wagner Homem, no último vídeo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gW1qbSTtrVA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PY320gfpTCA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NbNWKspxS-o" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lIlSNGKizM8" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5484590665838748354?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5484590665838748354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/historia-da-musica-minha-historia-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5484590665838748354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5484590665838748354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/12/historia-da-musica-minha-historia-de.html' title='A história da Música &quot;Minha História&quot; de Chico Buarque.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-356kh1ZGD5E/TtwHYE9zuMI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/Bekr1XBh2hQ/s72-c/lucioDalla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5853151681342764141</id><published>2011-11-26T09:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:12:32.761-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Aristóteles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XyY4WOzMLeg/TtDfx7d8AlI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pUzzSY6-C7Y/s1600/Aristoteles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XyY4WOzMLeg/TtDfx7d8AlI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pUzzSY6-C7Y/s200/Aristoteles.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A sociedade mais próxima da perfeição, politicamente falando, é aquela na qual a classe média é mais numerosa que as outras classes e tem tudo sob seu controle"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Atistóteles)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5853151681342764141?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5853151681342764141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/11/frase-do-dia-aristoteles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5853151681342764141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5853151681342764141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/11/frase-do-dia-aristoteles.html' title='Frase do Dia. Aristóteles.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XyY4WOzMLeg/TtDfx7d8AlI/AAAAAAAAB3I/pUzzSY6-C7Y/s72-c/Aristoteles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-93981724005678064</id><published>2011-11-05T09:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T09:07:08.252-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><title type='text'>Versões My Way. Nina Simone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upC0URuZ4jU/TrUmFODEtII/AAAAAAAAB3A/b7EvJMTFDw0/s1600/NinaSimone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upC0URuZ4jU/TrUmFODEtII/AAAAAAAAB3A/b7EvJMTFDw0/s200/NinaSimone.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uma bela interpretação da cantora, compositora e pianista Eunice Kathleen Waymon,  que ficou conhecida pela nome artístico de Nina Simone. Nina de pequena. Simone em homenagem a atriz preferida, a francesa Simone Signoret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; A contestação e versatilidade era uma das características da cantora que também era uma grande pianista. Isso, talvez, explique a roupagem personalizada do arranjo, e da interpretação para essa incomum versão de "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;".  A americana esteve duas vezes no Brasil e chegou a gravar com Maria Bethania. Faleceu em 2003.&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OzQkX-IZDbQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-93981724005678064?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/93981724005678064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/11/versoes-my-way-nina-simone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/93981724005678064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/93981724005678064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/11/versoes-my-way-nina-simone.html' title='Versões My Way. Nina Simone.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upC0URuZ4jU/TrUmFODEtII/AAAAAAAAB3A/b7EvJMTFDw0/s72-c/NinaSimone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-1286256170360549832</id><published>2011-10-31T21:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:40:24.903-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><title type='text'>Homenagem a Drummond. Canção Amiga. Vídeo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No dia do aniversário de Carlos Drummond de Andrade – o poeta nasceu em 31 de outubro de 1902 -  reproduzo um vídeo despretensioso e amador que fiz, há quase dois anos, em homenagem ao poeta de Itabira e a Milton Nascimento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cada dia mais me impressiona a força da Internet e dos grandes poetas. Jamais imaginaria que o vídeo teria tantos acessos. Até hoje, mais de 14 mil pessoas conferiram o trabalho que focava belos poemas que se transformaram em músicas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hJtvfs0Z3HM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-1286256170360549832?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/1286256170360549832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/homenagem-drummond-cancao-amiga-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1286256170360549832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1286256170360549832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/homenagem-drummond-cancao-amiga-video.html' title='Homenagem a Drummond. Canção Amiga. Vídeo'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hJtvfs0Z3HM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4021189580582019312</id><published>2011-10-30T21:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:39:48.537-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Alexandre Dumas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E-CIUUccnc/Tq3pOqS7DlI/AAAAAAAAB24/X_LFmq_1lKg/s1600/AlexandreDumas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E-CIUUccnc/Tq3pOqS7DlI/AAAAAAAAB24/X_LFmq_1lKg/s1600/AlexandreDumas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Os entes queridos que perdemos não são sepultados na terra, mas em nossos corações. Foi Deus que assim o quis para que eles nos acompanhem para sempre."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Alexandre Dumas)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4021189580582019312?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4021189580582019312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-alexandre-dumas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4021189580582019312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4021189580582019312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-alexandre-dumas.html' title='Frase do Dia. Alexandre Dumas.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4E-CIUUccnc/Tq3pOqS7DlI/AAAAAAAAB24/X_LFmq_1lKg/s72-c/AlexandreDumas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5672902738774945315</id><published>2011-10-30T17:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:13:43.760-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Borboleta Gentil. Senhorita Odete.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A valsa “A Borboleta Gentil” foi gravada, provavelmente, entre 1902 e 1904, pela “Casas Edison do Brasil”, do tcheco Fred Figner, considerado o pioneiro da indústria fonográfica brasileira. Trata-se, portanto, de umas das primeiras gravações de voz feminina no Brasil. Pouco se sabe sobre a intérprete, a Srta. Odete. Ao que parece, o prenome Senhorita, naquela época, era bastante comum, a se notar pelas gravações de outras cantoras do período, a exemplo da Srta. Consuelo que chegou a gravar com outro pioneiro, o cantor Baiano, o lundu “E durma-se com um barulho deste”. O tratamento caracterizava que se tratava de moça solteira e também representava um padrão já utilizado por cantoras francesas que também adotaram o Mademoiselle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naqueles tempos de gravações mecânicas a presença feminina na música não era bem vista pela sociedade, salvo as interpretações privadas nos salões das casas. Talvez seja essa a explicação para tão pouca informação sobre as senhoritas pioneiras. Ouça a valsa. &lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="250" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/267996366/4bd06f10" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;Fonte: Cardoso Filho, Marcos Edson, Vozes sem os seus corpos: o som da canção gravada por cantoras no começo do século XX no Brasil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5672902738774945315?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5672902738774945315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/borboleta-gentil-senhorita-odete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5672902738774945315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5672902738774945315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/borboleta-gentil-senhorita-odete.html' title='Borboleta Gentil. Senhorita Odete.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4205462365297181545</id><published>2011-10-23T19:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:30:37.228-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Michel de Montaigne.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by46fOFXBDg/TqSUd6oPxeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/rbfwbt1c8Rc/s1600/MicheldeMontaigne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by46fOFXBDg/TqSUd6oPxeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/rbfwbt1c8Rc/s200/MicheldeMontaigne.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O arqueiro que ultrapassa o alvo falha tanto como aquele que não o alcança."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Michel de Montaigne)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4205462365297181545?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4205462365297181545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-michel-de-montaigne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4205462365297181545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4205462365297181545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-michel-de-montaigne.html' title='Frase do Dia. Michel de Montaigne.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-by46fOFXBDg/TqSUd6oPxeI/AAAAAAAAB2w/rbfwbt1c8Rc/s72-c/MicheldeMontaigne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3204475463474210348</id><published>2011-10-23T11:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:31:19.661-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>A curiosa história da música Botões de Laranjeira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7t3qEjQ0NA/TqQcdF77IrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/GO3RO4LCyyI/s1600/PedroCaetano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7t3qEjQ0NA/TqQcdF77IrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/GO3RO4LCyyI/s200/PedroCaetano.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No início de 1942, o compositor Pedro Caetano, autor de mais de 400 composições no período conhecido como “Era de Ouro do rádio”, participava de uma festa, quando foi abordado por uma fã. A jovem queria ser homenageada com uma melodia.  Pedro, apesar de não gostar de fazer música por encomenda, ao saber o nome da fã, resolveu fazer uma exceção. A concessão do compositor tinha um motivo: a jovem se chamava Maria Madalena de Assunção Pereira. O nome parecia musical e não demorou muito para sair o Samba-Choro.“&lt;i&gt;Maria Madalena de Assunção Pereira, teu beijo tem aroma de botão de laranjeira...&lt;/i&gt;”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A música ”&lt;i&gt;Botões de Laranjeira&lt;/i&gt;” logo interessou Ciro Monteiro,  que resolveu gravá-la. Não contava, o grande cantor, com um empecilho. A censura da época, imposta pelo famigerado DIP – Departamento de Imprensa e Propaganda do Governo Vargas que, ao exemplo da sua sucessora - a censura da ditadura militar dos anos sessenta e setenta - metia o bedelho em tudo, atazanando a vida dos artistas. Dessa vez, o órgão não liberou a letra argumentando tratar-se de nome próprio, portanto, seu uso feria a privacidade das pessoas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A solução para resolver a bobagem, como sempre, foi o uso de artifícios criativos. Cesar Ladeira, famoso apresentador de programas musicais da época, propôs substituir o “&lt;i&gt;de Assunção&lt;/i&gt;” por “&lt;i&gt;dos Anzóis&lt;/i&gt;”. Afinal, não seria crível que alguém no mundo real tivesse esse sobrenome. O apresentador brincava com o ridículo da situação argumentando: “&lt;i&gt;se alguém aparecer com esse nome, mande prender porque isso não é nome que se use&lt;/i&gt;”. O argumento deu certo.Os censores, em raro momento de lucidez, aceitaram o argumento e liberaram  a música que se tornou um grande sucesso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A história é contada por Jairo Severiano, no livro "&lt;i&gt;Uma história da música popular brasileira – das origens à modernidade&lt;/i&gt;", lançado pela editora 34. O próprio Pedro Caetano confirmou o episódio em depoimento gravado.  No depoimento, ele confessava que, na maioria das vezes, cantava a música com o nome original.  Ouça o samba na voz do autor e, no segundo vídeo, interpretada por&amp;nbsp; Ciro Monteiro, o preferido de Pedro Caetano, gravando pelo menos vinte músicas do compositor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dThtMZ8-eYo" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="250" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/451365921/1374ea6b" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3204475463474210348?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3204475463474210348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/curiosa-historia-da-musica-botoes-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3204475463474210348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3204475463474210348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/curiosa-historia-da-musica-botoes-de.html' title='A curiosa história da música Botões de Laranjeira.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x7t3qEjQ0NA/TqQcdF77IrI/AAAAAAAAB2o/GO3RO4LCyyI/s72-c/PedroCaetano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7824097662550504901</id><published>2011-10-13T20:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:31:31.769-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Niccolo Tommaseo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lm0E1OlKOls/TpdwCimTQGI/AAAAAAAAB2g/pROlXdHIUMs/s1600/NiccoloTommaseo.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lm0E1OlKOls/TpdwCimTQGI/AAAAAAAAB2g/pROlXdHIUMs/s200/NiccoloTommaseo.png" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;“O homem a quem a dor não educa, será sempre uma criança.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Niccolo Tommaseo)&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7824097662550504901?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7824097662550504901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-niccolo-tommaseo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7824097662550504901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7824097662550504901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-niccolo-tommaseo.html' title='Frase do Dia. Niccolo Tommaseo'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lm0E1OlKOls/TpdwCimTQGI/AAAAAAAAB2g/pROlXdHIUMs/s72-c/NiccoloTommaseo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-447000693837636861</id><published>2011-10-09T10:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:32:10.810-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>O que é saudade para Antonio Pereira e para Chico. Buarque</title><content type='html'>Saudade, decididamente, é palavra difícil de conceituar. Há quem diga que saudade se sente, não se conceitua. Não é o que pensava o poeta popular Antônio Pereira de Moraes, um modesto agricultor que, apesar da sua pouca instrução formal, definiu, de forma brilhante, seu conceito de saudade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Saudade é um parafuso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que na rosca quando cai,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só entra se for torcendo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Porque batendo num vai&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E enferrujando dentro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem distorcendo num sai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se quiser plantar saudade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Escalde bem a semente,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Plante num lugar bem seco&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde o sol seja bem quente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois se plantar no molhado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando crescer mata gente&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De forma mais elaborada, Chico Buarque também definiu, com rara felicidade, o que é saudade. Os versos de “&lt;i&gt;Pedaço de mim&lt;/i&gt;”, por si, já é um verdadeiro tratado do que é saudade. O parafuso que enferruja e não sai, para Chico, “É arrumar o quarto de um filho que já morreu” ou “uma fisgada em um membro já perdido”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilhante, não? Coisas que só a sensibilidade dos poetas, iletrados ou não, consegue traduzir. Confesso que não consegui escolher qual dos dois poetas melhor definiu a palavra. Fico com ambos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça pedaço de mim na voz de Zizi Possi. O poema completo de Antônio Pereira de Moraes, o poeta da saudade, pode ser saboreado &lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2009/12/antonio-pereira-de-moraes-o-poeta-da.html%20"&gt;aqui.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-ElevYsUDO4" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-447000693837636861?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/447000693837636861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-que-e-saudade-para-antonio-pereira-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/447000693837636861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/447000693837636861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-que-e-saudade-para-antonio-pereira-e.html' title='O que é saudade para Antonio Pereira e para Chico. Buarque'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-ElevYsUDO4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5454368687360063452</id><published>2011-10-08T08:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:32:24.237-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Conde de Cavour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJsGYLGfj_w/TpAzgtNj4YI/AAAAAAAAB2c/h7E_pUWrD6w/s1600/Cavour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJsGYLGfj_w/TpAzgtNj4YI/AAAAAAAAB2c/h7E_pUWrD6w/s200/Cavour.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Descobri a arte de enganar os diplomatas: Eu falo a verdade, e eles nunca acreditam no que digo"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Camillo di Cavour)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5454368687360063452?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5454368687360063452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-conde-de-cavour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5454368687360063452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5454368687360063452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-do-dia-conde-de-cavour.html' title='Frase do Dia. Conde de Cavour.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJsGYLGfj_w/TpAzgtNj4YI/AAAAAAAAB2c/h7E_pUWrD6w/s72-c/Cavour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-1562833698957320911</id><published>2011-10-08T08:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:32:43.839-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotidiano'/><title type='text'>A edição de outubro da Revista Singular.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfHTffUcWrM/TpAw13AxViI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/JOnI3L0_Wwc/s1600/Singularoutubro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfHTffUcWrM/TpAw13AxViI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/JOnI3L0_Wwc/s1600/Singularoutubro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saiu mais uma edição da Revista Singular. Seu editor, o jornalista Eliezer Rodrigues, feliz da vida, reuniu amigos e colaboradores para a tradicional degustação. Como sempre, a publicação superou as expectativas dos leitores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recheadas de matérias interessantes e livre de apelos consumistas, a revista já resiste há dez anos, período em que se tornou bastante respeitada no meio cultural cearense.Nesta edição, novamente tive o prazer de participar, como colaborador, em um artigo sobre um fato curioso ocorrido em um encontro de Noel Rosa com o pintor brasileiro Di Cavalcanti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A revista também está disponível em meio digital. Para acessá-la entre no blog da Singular (&lt;a href="http://singularevista.blogspot.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-1562833698957320911?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/1562833698957320911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/edicao-de-outubro-da-revista-singular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1562833698957320911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1562833698957320911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/10/edicao-de-outubro-da-revista-singular.html' title='A edição de outubro da Revista Singular.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfHTffUcWrM/TpAw13AxViI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/JOnI3L0_Wwc/s72-c/Singularoutubro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-9016422852327255695</id><published>2011-09-25T20:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:32:58.167-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Albert Einstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv38Q-04iZQ/Tn-5VSCm6DI/AAAAAAAAB2U/5FyGYQgKAEs/s1600/einstein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv38Q-04iZQ/Tn-5VSCm6DI/AAAAAAAAB2U/5FyGYQgKAEs/s200/einstein.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"O destino da humanidade repousa essencialmente e mais do que nunca sobre as forças morais do homem. Se quisermos uma vida livre e feliz, será absolutamente necessário haver renúncia e restrição. Desarmamento e segurança só se conquistam juntos."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Albert Einstein)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-9016422852327255695?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/9016422852327255695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/frase-do-dia-albert-einstein.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9016422852327255695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9016422852327255695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/frase-do-dia-albert-einstein.html' title='Frase do Dia. 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzfaBIhAhY/Tn-1esIqtSI/AAAAAAAAB2M/8Gysd6xTtvk/s1600/ViniciusdeMoraes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axOv4iD5qb8/Tn-1bAjo2KI/AAAAAAAAB2I/34urN-II1Ac/s1600/PauloMendesCampos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axOv4iD5qb8/Tn-1bAjo2KI/AAAAAAAAB2I/34urN-II1Ac/s1600/PauloMendesCampos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt; Soneto a Quatro Mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Paulo Mendes Campos&lt;br /&gt;e Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tudo de amor que existe em mim foi&amp;nbsp;dado.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que fala em mim de amor foi dito.&lt;br /&gt;Do nada em mim o amor fez o infinito&lt;br /&gt;Que por muito tornou-me escravizado.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;                Tão pródigo de amor fiquei coitado&lt;br /&gt;Tão fácil para amar fiquei proscrito.&lt;br /&gt;Cada voto que fiz ergueu-se em grito&lt;br /&gt;Contra o meu próprio dar demasiado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tenho dado de amor mais que coubesse&lt;br /&gt;Nesse meu pobre coração humano&lt;br /&gt;Desse eterno amor meu antes não desse.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;Pois se por tanto dar me fiz engano&lt;br /&gt;Melhor fora que desse e recebesse&lt;br /&gt;Para viver da vida o amor sem dano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-67152682281010894?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/67152682281010894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/soneto-quatro-maospaulo-mendes-campos-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/67152682281010894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/67152682281010894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/soneto-quatro-maospaulo-mendes-campos-e.html' title='Soneto a Quatro Mãos.Paulo Mendes Campos e Vinícius de Moraes'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzfaBIhAhY/Tn-1esIqtSI/AAAAAAAAB2M/8Gysd6xTtvk/s72-c/ViniciusdeMoraes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2265611221640565353</id><published>2011-09-25T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:08:00.256-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Tico Tico no Fubá a quatro mãos. Qual a Melhor Versão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há algum tempo postei um vídeo onde o "Duo Siqueira" tocava o clássico “&lt;i&gt;Tico Tico no Fubá&lt;/i&gt;”, de Zequinha de Abreu. Até aí nada demais. Muita gente toca com maestria a famosa música. Ocorre que a dupla toca a quatro mãos, em um mesmo violão. O desempenho da dupla brasileira, por inédito e brilhante,  estourou na internet.Pois bem. Meu velho amigo Carlos Anselmo, que sempre envia ótimas colaborações para o blog, me alertou para um vídeo bem interessante. Um quarteto russo resolveu inovar mais ainda e, desta vez, executa o choro a oito mãos, em dois violões. O resultado é muito bom. Fica aqui o desafio para decidir: qual a melhor versão?  Escolha a sua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comento: uma curiosidade sobre "&lt;i&gt;Tico Tico no Fubá&lt;/i&gt;": comenta-se que  a  música foi apresentada pela primeira vez em um baile da cidade de Santa Rita do Passa Quatro, em 1917. A canção, ainda sem nome, teria causado rebuliço no salão, o que levou a um comentário de um dos participantes: “&lt;i&gt;até parece Tico Tico no Farelo&lt;/i&gt;”. Foi o mote para o título inicial da composição:  “&lt;i&gt;Tico-Tico no Farelo&lt;/i&gt;”. O nome atual, “Tico Tico no Fubá”, só surgiria em 1931. O motivo: descobriram que já existia outra canção com o mesmo título, de autoria do violonista Canhoto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ROGviArQw1M" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YPmc1AgVBAY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2265611221640565353?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2265611221640565353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/tico-tico-no-fuba-quatro-maos-qual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2265611221640565353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2265611221640565353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/tico-tico-no-fuba-quatro-maos-qual.html' title='Tico Tico no Fubá a quatro mãos. Qual a Melhor Versão?'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ROGviArQw1M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-9115571451811804397</id><published>2011-09-18T22:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:11:17.836-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><title type='text'>Versões”My Way”. Andrea Bocelli.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJJ9UF-nXpo/TnaWn4d_IaI/AAAAAAAAB2E/F8jak5E8zpY/s1600/AndreaBocelli.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJJ9UF-nXpo/TnaWn4d_IaI/AAAAAAAAB2E/F8jak5E8zpY/s400/AndreaBocelli.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais uma versão de “My Way”, uma das canções mais regravadas da história da música contemporânea  internacional.  O renomado tenor italiano Andrea Bocelli foi mais um que  deixou sua marca como intérprete da música eternizada por Frank Sinatra . Uma bela e comportada interpretação. Pela simplicidade, ficou bonito.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8LGdO0Z9a9Y" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-9115571451811804397?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/9115571451811804397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/versoesmy-way-andrea-bocelli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9115571451811804397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9115571451811804397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/versoesmy-way-andrea-bocelli.html' title='Versões”My Way”. Andrea Bocelli.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CJJ9UF-nXpo/TnaWn4d_IaI/AAAAAAAAB2E/F8jak5E8zpY/s72-c/AndreaBocelli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-968440502419268580</id><published>2011-09-04T10:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T10:58:36.475-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Thomas Jefferson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXTA4DtyMfg/TmOEAB6mgFI/AAAAAAAAB18/oVzF0UffNiI/s1600/ThomasJefferson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXTA4DtyMfg/TmOEAB6mgFI/AAAAAAAAB18/oVzF0UffNiI/s200/ThomasJefferson.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Se os homens são puros , as leis são desnecessárias; se os homens são corruptos, as leis são inúteis" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Thomas Jefferson)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-968440502419268580?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/968440502419268580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/frase-do-dia-thomas-jefferson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/968440502419268580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/968440502419268580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/frase-do-dia-thomas-jefferson.html' title='Frase do Dia. Thomas Jefferson.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXTA4DtyMfg/TmOEAB6mgFI/AAAAAAAAB18/oVzF0UffNiI/s72-c/ThomasJefferson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2156357250312811146</id><published>2011-09-04T10:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T10:54:34.373-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente do Ceará'/><title type='text'>Como nasceu a música "Ingazeiras", de Ednardo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdhWsm507VQ/TmOAjY-MqVI/AAAAAAAAB14/uK4yQEf73J0/s1600/JulioLerner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdhWsm507VQ/TmOAjY-MqVI/AAAAAAAAB14/uK4yQEf73J0/s1600/JulioLerner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No início dos anos setenta, o falecido jornalista Júlio Lerner (foto), lançou um programa, na TV Cultura, que desafiava a criatividade tempestiva dos compositores. O programa, inicialmente, teria a participação do MPB4 que, ao conhecer o roteiro desafiador do programa, não aceitou o convite. O respeitado jornalista procurou, então, o compositor Belchior, que convidou o “Pessoal do Ceará”, como era denominado um grupo de cearenses que viria a fazer história na MPB, dentre eles Ednardo, Rodger Rogério e Jorge Melo - Fagner estava gravando um disco e não participou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoQLyOCryb4/TmN-WhV1TiI/AAAAAAAAB10/8GKHUzVSTT4/s1600/AldemirMartins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hoQLyOCryb4/TmN-WhV1TiI/AAAAAAAAB10/8GKHUzVSTT4/s200/AldemirMartins.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O programa, denominado “Propostas”, em síntese, tinha como base uma conversa prévia dos compositores com uma personalidade brasileira ilustre. No dia seguinte, o convidado era entrevistado pelo jornalista e, de acordo com as respostas, o apresentador desafiava os músicos a comporem uma música relacionada às declarações do entrevistado. Um detalhe: os compositores tinham de dois a quatro dias para concluírem o trabalho.Dessa forma, nasceram algumas músicas do “Pessoal do Ceará”. Uma delas foi “Ingazeiras” de Ednardo. O compositor cearense declarou, no ótimo livro “&lt;i&gt;No Tom da Canção Cearense – Do rádio e tv, dos lares e bares na era dos festivais (1963 - 1979&lt;/i&gt;), do pesquisador Wagner Castro, que a música foi inspirada em uma resposta do Aldemir Martins. O artista plástico (foto à direita), cearense do Cariri, teria declarado&lt;i&gt; “eu nasci lá nas ingazeiras (...) eu sou uma pessoa muito atirada, fui criada na verdade no oco do mundo”&lt;/i&gt;. O mote caiu como uma luva para Ednardo, então em busca do sucesso no difícil mercado do sul do país.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talvez a própria identificação do compositor cearense com o tema o tenha inspirado a compor, em tão pouco tempo, uma das suas mais belas obras.Ouça a música.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hWtdXEM7Yb8" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IngazeirasEdnardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasci pela Ingazeiras&lt;br /&gt;Criado no ôco do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos descendo ladeiras&lt;br /&gt;Varando cancelas&lt;br /&gt;Abrindo porteiras&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter o espanto da morte&lt;br /&gt;Nem do ronco do trovão&lt;br /&gt;O sul, a sorte, a estrada me seduz&lt;br /&gt;É ouro, é pó, é ouro em pó que reluz&lt;br /&gt;É ouro em pó, é ouro em pó&lt;br /&gt;É ouro em pó que reluz&lt;br /&gt;O sul, a sorte, a estrada me seduz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2156357250312811146?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2156357250312811146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-nasceu-musica-ingazeiras-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2156357250312811146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2156357250312811146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-nasceu-musica-ingazeiras-de.html' title='Como nasceu a música &quot;Ingazeiras&quot;, de Ednardo.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WdhWsm507VQ/TmOAjY-MqVI/AAAAAAAAB14/uK4yQEf73J0/s72-c/JulioLerner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7853405500746504771</id><published>2011-08-29T20:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:42:22.363-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Manuel Bandeira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZt-McYHGN8/Tlwic0FDVgI/AAAAAAAAB1w/mGrDY9Thmmg/s1600/ManuelBandeira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZt-McYHGN8/Tlwic0FDVgI/AAAAAAAAB1w/mGrDY9Thmmg/s1600/ManuelBandeira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;[...] Não adianta apreender o futuro. Vivemos anos apreendendo um perigo imaginário que não acontece; somos surpreendidos por uma desgraça em que jamais havíamos pensado. A sabedoria está em pôr o coração à larga e entregar a alma a Deus [...]"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Manuel Bandeira) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Extraído da crônica "Momentos inesquecíveis", publicado no "O globlo", em 1957.No texto, o poeta fala da juventude, quando tinha tuberculose,&amp;nbsp; e do terror que tinha em morrer sem a mão do seu pai, em um local distante. O poeta, após entender a lição acima, perdeu o medo e viajou para a Suiça. Complementa. "[...] &lt;i&gt;Não morri lá. Não morrerei com a mão do meu pai. Ele é que morreu com a sua mão na minha. Eis o momento mais inesquecível." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7853405500746504771?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7853405500746504771/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-manuel-bandeira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7853405500746504771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7853405500746504771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-manuel-bandeira.html' title='Frase do Dia. Manuel Bandeira.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZt-McYHGN8/Tlwic0FDVgI/AAAAAAAAB1w/mGrDY9Thmmg/s72-c/ManuelBandeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3105464913721977385</id><published>2011-08-29T20:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:44:31.564-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><title type='text'>Oh, Saudade da Paraíba. Terra do verdadeiro forró "Pé de Serra".</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25iyft6bhP4/TlwfDYkssGI/AAAAAAAAB1s/PUQ1ZqohZpY/s1600/Cl%25C3%25A3Brasil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="83" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25iyft6bhP4/TlwfDYkssGI/AAAAAAAAB1s/PUQ1ZqohZpY/s200/Cl%25C3%25A3Brasil.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recebi a dica do meu amigo Carlos Anselmo. As meninas do Clã Brasil dão um show ao interpretar “Sebastiana”, do grande Rosil Cavalcanti. Lembraram meus bons tempos de estudante, em Campina Grande. Lá, no &amp;nbsp;final dos anos setenta, dancei muito forró com cheiro de lenha queimada, no frio gostoso da Serra da Borborema. São João simples, descalço, animado, mas &amp;nbsp;sem os exageros e luxo de hoje. Forró agarradinho... até o dia raiar. Oh, saudade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5GuvNsD1k8Y" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/9096197069147811026-3105464913721977385?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3105464913721977385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-saudade-da-paraiba-terra-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3105464913721977385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3105464913721977385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-saudade-da-paraiba-terra-do.html' title='Oh, Saudade da Paraíba. Terra do verdadeiro forró &quot;Pé de Serra&quot;.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25iyft6bhP4/TlwfDYkssGI/AAAAAAAAB1s/PUQ1ZqohZpY/s72-c/Cl%25C3%25A3Brasil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5288107504400758768</id><published>2011-08-28T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:35:34.638-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do dia. Oscar Wilde.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf3dokjHPKk/Tlq0lUOr9YI/AAAAAAAAB1o/osPPHsws_d4/s1600/OscarWilde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf3dokjHPKk/Tlq0lUOr9YI/AAAAAAAAB1o/osPPHsws_d4/s200/OscarWilde.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A Sinceridade é perigosa quando relativa, e catastrófica quando absoluta"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Oscar Wilde) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5288107504400758768?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5288107504400758768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-oscar-wilde.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5288107504400758768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5288107504400758768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-oscar-wilde.html' title='Frase do dia. Oscar Wilde.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mf3dokjHPKk/Tlq0lUOr9YI/AAAAAAAAB1o/osPPHsws_d4/s72-c/OscarWilde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6286335103213864341</id><published>2011-08-28T12:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T18:29:07.740-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><title type='text'>Como foi criado o choro "Lamentos",  de Pixinguinha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIMn72sUOLY/TlpdPyd8PBI/AAAAAAAAB1k/TW7RU_GsMZU/s1600/Pixinguinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIMn72sUOLY/TlpdPyd8PBI/AAAAAAAAB1k/TW7RU_GsMZU/s200/Pixinguinha.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na década de 1920, o pioneiro grupo de choro “Oito Batutas”, acabara de retornar de uma temporada na França, convidado pelo bailarino Duque. O grupo era formado por grandes nomes da música, dentre eles, Donga e o lendário Pixinguinha, que naquele tempo tinha a flauta como seu principal instrumento. O sucesso na França levou o jornalista Assis Chateaubriand a convidar o grupo para uma homenagem em um hotel do Rio de Janeiro. O evento daria o mote para a criação de um grande choro da MPB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pixinguinha teria sido barrado na entrada do hotel. O porteiro informou que lamentava, mas a ordem era que negros deveriam entrar pelos fundos. Pixinguinha, resignado, desculpou o funcionários: &lt;i&gt;”Lamento, mas sei que o senhor está cumprindo ordens” &lt;/i&gt;e atendeu as orientações do também constrangido porteiro.Entraram pela cozinha ouvindo os comentários revoltados de Donga, este bem mais contestador: “&lt;i&gt;que absurdo, que vexame, que vergonha nós passamos&lt;/i&gt;” e Pixinguinha: “&lt;i&gt;Eu lamento, mas não vamos comentar mais esse assunto”&lt;/i&gt;. Antes de receberem a homenagem, alguém se referiu ao fato e também lamentou o episódio. Pixinguinha, sempre resignado, novamente retrucou: &lt;i&gt;“Eu lamento, todos lamentam, mas vamos evitar comentários”&lt;/i&gt;.  Donga percebeu a repetição da palavra durante a noite e sugeriu: &lt;i&gt;“Pixinguinha você disse a palavra “&lt;b&gt;lamento&lt;/b&gt;” três vezes, por que não escreve um choro com esse nome?”&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quem contou  essa versão da gênese do choro foi outro famoso flautista brasileiro, Altamiro Carrilho, em depoimento registrado no livro “&lt;i&gt;Os sorrisos do Choro&lt;/i&gt;”, escrito por Julie Koidin, curiosamente, uma americana também flautista e apaixonada pelo choro.Julie lembrou a Altamiro que a letra do choro tinha sido feita muitos anos depois. Altamiro confirmou, e atribuiu a letra a Hermínio Bello de Carvalho. Na verdade, a memória traiu nosso grande flautista, a letra de "Lamentos" é de Vinicius de Moraes, que escreveu o poema apenas para a primeira parte da melodia, em 1962, e  não fez referências alguma ao episódio do hotel. Na verdade, a letra não tem nada a ver com a versão apresentada pelo flautista. Altamiro afirma ter ouvido a história do próprio Pixinguinha, de quem era grande amigo. O certo é que o choro tem uma linha melódica triste, até mesmo melancólica, portanto, se alinha à suposta inspiração contada por Altamiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comento: O choro “Lamentos” foi alvo de outra polêmica quando lançado em 1928. O crítico musical Cruz Cordeiro, em artigo para a sua revista Phono-Art, considerado a primeira revista especializada em música do Brasil, em novembro de 1928, teria acusado Pixinguinha e Donga de ter americanizado o famoso choro. O crítico, para muitos, um pioneiro na atividade de crítica musical,após comentar três discos gravados pela Orquestra Pixinguinha-Donga, escreveu:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;i&gt;O quarto disco contém dois choros: um de Pixinguinha, “Lamentos”, outro de Donga, “Amigo do povo”, sobre os quais não podemos deixar de notar que em suas músicas não se encontra um caráter perfeitamente típico. A influência das melodias e mesmo do ritmo das músicas norte-americanas é, nesses dois choros, bem evidente. Este fato nos causou sérias surpresas porquanto sabemos que os compositores são dois dos melhores autores da música típica nacional. É por esse motivo que julgamos esse disco o pior dos quatro que a Orquestra Pixinguinha-Donga ofereceu nesta quinzena”. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dois anos depois, Cordeiro acrescentaria suas considerações ao famoso choro “Carinhoso”: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;i&gt;O disco 12.877 da Parlophon apresenta a Orquestra Pixinguinha-Donga. De um lado o maxixe de Peri, “Não diga não”. Excelente música, muito típica, sentimental, bem ritmada e dançada. No complemento, vamos encontrar um choro de Pixinguinha, “Carinhoso”. Parece que o nosso popular compositor anda muito influenciado pelo ritmo e pela melodia da música de jazz. É o que temos notado desde algum tempo, mais de uma vez. Nesse seu choro, cuja introdução é um verdadeiro fox-trot, apresenta em seu decorrer combinações da música popular yankee. Não nos agradou”.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As declarações do falecido crítico musical até hoje geram protestos de musicólogos com Tariq de Sousa, Jairo Severiano, dentre outros. Por outro lado, o filho de Cruz Cordeiro publicou um artigo em que tenta justificar o contexto em que foi escrito os polêmicos artigos. O texto A PHONO-ARTE, “LAMENTOS” E “CARINHOSO” DE PIXINGUINHA - Artigo do Filho em defesa do Pai pode ser lido na íntegra em http://www.revistaphonoarte.com/pagina13.htm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fontes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sítio: http://www.revistaphonoarte.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Koindin, Julie, Os Sorrisos do Choro –Uma Jornada Musical através de caminhos Cruzados, Editora Global Choro Music, 1° edição,2011&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CNzNKf3TI7w" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6286335103213864341?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6286335103213864341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/como-foi-criado-o-choro-lamentos-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6286335103213864341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6286335103213864341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/como-foi-criado-o-choro-lamentos-de.html' title='Como foi criado o choro &quot;Lamentos&quot;,  de Pixinguinha.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIMn72sUOLY/TlpdPyd8PBI/AAAAAAAAB1k/TW7RU_GsMZU/s72-c/Pixinguinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-907037485745593968</id><published>2011-08-08T22:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:10:31.513-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Abbé Raynal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk1tKEjgFgY/TkCIwxKkZ5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/TK12iMTJJ1I/s1600/Guillaumethomasraynal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk1tKEjgFgY/TkCIwxKkZ5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/TK12iMTJJ1I/s200/Guillaumethomasraynal.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Há uma infinidade de erros políticos que, uma vez cometidos, tornam-se princípios"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Guilherme Thomas François Raynal)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-907037485745593968?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/907037485745593968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-abbe-raynal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/907037485745593968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/907037485745593968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-abbe-raynal.html' title='Frase do Dia. Abbé Raynal.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vk1tKEjgFgY/TkCIwxKkZ5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/TK12iMTJJ1I/s72-c/Guillaumethomasraynal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-643247163120065063</id><published>2011-08-08T21:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:15:45.276-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson do Pandeiro'/><title type='text'>Jackson do Pandeiro... E do violão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kpg8GMFZkI/TkCF-jfQe7I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/4dTqyzGj2C0/s1600/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kpg8GMFZkI/TkCF-jfQe7I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/4dTqyzGj2C0/s200/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais um vídeo do grande Jackson do Pandeiro. Desta vez o cantor aparece tocando violão, fato não muito comum nas suas apresentações. Nascido José Gomes Filho, o paraibano conta a origem do seu nome artístico: os velhos filmes de faroeste do cinema mudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O programa apresenta uma impropriedade ao atribuir a autoria da&amp;nbsp; música “&lt;i&gt;Aquilo Bom&lt;/i&gt;” ao Rei do Baião, Luiz Gonzaga. Na verdade, a obra é do próprio Jackson, em parceria com José Batista, gravada no disco &lt;i&gt;"Ritmo, Melodia e a Personalidade de Jackson do Pandeiro"&lt;/i&gt; (foto), em 1961.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rhofY5ECW5M" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-643247163120065063?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/643247163120065063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/jackson-do-pandeiro-e-do-violao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/643247163120065063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/643247163120065063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/jackson-do-pandeiro-e-do-violao.html' title='Jackson do Pandeiro... E do violão.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Kpg8GMFZkI/TkCF-jfQe7I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/4dTqyzGj2C0/s72-c/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-169734236732781686</id><published>2011-08-06T20:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:15:15.304-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. São Francisco de Assis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O92ITpEwPSc/Tj3K2tt_rLI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ba0L53hI_As/s1600/SaoFranciscoAssis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O92ITpEwPSc/Tj3K2tt_rLI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ba0L53hI_As/s200/SaoFranciscoAssis.jpg" width="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“[...] Se tivéssemos bens, precisaríamos dispor também de armas para defendê-los.É da riqueza que provêm  discussões e brigas, e assim se impende de muitas maneira tanto o amor a Deus quanto o amor ao próximo.Por isso não queremos possuir nenhum bem material neste mundo.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(São Francisco de Assis) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-169734236732781686?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/169734236732781686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-sao-francisco-de-assis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/169734236732781686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/169734236732781686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/frase-do-dia-sao-francisco-de-assis.html' title='Frase do Dia. São Francisco de Assis.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O92ITpEwPSc/Tj3K2tt_rLI/AAAAAAAAB1U/ba0L53hI_As/s72-c/SaoFranciscoAssis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2804851294548268264</id><published>2011-08-06T08:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T08:30:17.341-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belos poemas que viraram músicas'/><title type='text'>Wanderléa em três tempos. Qual a melhor versão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDxnuAuPT-c/Tj0hysxUnxI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Yx1d4Yg1y3s/s1600/Wandel%25C3%25A9a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDxnuAuPT-c/Tj0hysxUnxI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Yx1d4Yg1y3s/s200/Wandel%25C3%25A9a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Costumeiramente, lanço a provocação nesse blog, por meio da enquete “Qual a melhor versão?”.  Normalmente, o critério que utilizo é apresentar uma bela música interpretada por astros do passado e do presente - parece-me interessante ver a roupagem que gerações diferentes dão a uma mesma obra.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dessa vez, lanço um desafio diferente: qual a melhor versão cantada por uma mesma cantora?&amp;nbsp; A versão tímida,&amp;nbsp; da jovem Wanderléa, então em início de carreira, no turbulento ano de  1968; a da já bem mais experiente artista,  dez anos depois, em 1978;  ou a madura,  e ainda em forma, intérprete, quarenta&amp;nbsp; anos depois do primeiro vídeo. Já tenho minha opinião formada: o tempo melhorou a cantora, que passou a cantar com mais "Ternura". E para você, qual a melhor versão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O título da música, por sinal, é Ternura, de Roberto Carlos e Erasmo Carlos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_DDmtHVvrPo" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQQg2QDNO4s" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MfmabweDDZY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2804851294548268264?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2804851294548268264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/wanderlea-em-tres-tempos-qual-melhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2804851294548268264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2804851294548268264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/08/wanderlea-em-tres-tempos-qual-melhor.html' title='Wanderléa em três tempos. Qual a melhor versão?'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDxnuAuPT-c/Tj0hysxUnxI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/Yx1d4Yg1y3s/s72-c/Wandel%25C3%25A9a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-1490596000619830351</id><published>2011-07-24T18:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:35:06.258-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Francesco Guicciardini.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VId0hwl5tCU/TiyP5-QHlgI/AAAAAAAAB1M/PvJvo_A0S-Q/s1600/FrancescoGuicciardini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VId0hwl5tCU/TiyP5-QHlgI/AAAAAAAAB1M/PvJvo_A0S-Q/s1600/FrancescoGuicciardini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A liberdade política existe quando a lei é mais poderosa que os que a querem violentar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Francesco Guicciardini) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-1490596000619830351?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/1490596000619830351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-francesco-guicciardini.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1490596000619830351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/1490596000619830351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-francesco-guicciardini.html' title='Frase do Dia. Francesco Guicciardini.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VId0hwl5tCU/TiyP5-QHlgI/AAAAAAAAB1M/PvJvo_A0S-Q/s72-c/FrancescoGuicciardini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2248650792291040569</id><published>2011-07-19T20:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:24:11.346-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackson do Pandeiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><title type='text'>Alô, Seu Jackson do Pandeiro e Dona Elba Ramalho. Também fui feliz no meu Bodocongó.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJnit6QVjKk/TiYQsAOCYjI/AAAAAAAAB1I/IiqwyErP48w/s1600/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJnit6QVjKk/TiYQsAOCYjI/AAAAAAAAB1I/IiqwyErP48w/s1600/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem acompanha meu humilde blog sabe da admiração que tenho por meu conterrâneo, o grande Jackson do Pandeiro. Sempre que encontro um vídeo dele procuro divulgar, afinal, coisa boa deve ser dividida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desta vez, a alegria de ouvir o paraibano foi dupla. Neste vídeo, ele canta “Bodocongó, música de Humberto Teixeira e Cícero Nunes. Bodocongó é o nome de um açude de Campina Grande, a Rainha da Borborema, minha querida terra natal. O açude deu nome ao bairro localizado na saída para o sertão. Lá fica a Universidade Federal de Campina Grande, onde, em 1982, ganhei diploma e deixei grandes amigos. A UFCG, naquele tempo, era chamada de Universidade Federal da Paraíba ou Poli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jackson Do Pandeiro, embora tenha nascido em Alagoa Grande, pequena cidade localizada a poucos quilômetros de Campina, viveu um bom tempo na bela cidade da Serra da Borborema.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça Bodocongó na voz do Rei do Ritmo, gravada em 1966 e a versão cantada pela também paraibana e ex-moradora de Campina Grande, Elba Ramalho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jmbHVSNq8js" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3n6ZkpMfWWA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2248650792291040569?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2248650792291040569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/alo-seu-jackson-do-pandeiro-e-dona-elba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2248650792291040569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2248650792291040569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/alo-seu-jackson-do-pandeiro-e-dona-elba.html' title='Alô, Seu Jackson do Pandeiro e Dona Elba Ramalho. Também fui feliz no meu Bodocongó.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJnit6QVjKk/TiYQsAOCYjI/AAAAAAAAB1I/IiqwyErP48w/s72-c/JacksondoPandeiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2633597842020421238</id><published>2011-07-19T20:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:12:32.708-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do DIa . Montesquieu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgBPwGRKvbk/TiYPONJDMII/AAAAAAAAB1E/FkxSZ64Z7AU/s1600/Monstesquieu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgBPwGRKvbk/TiYPONJDMII/AAAAAAAAB1E/FkxSZ64Z7AU/s200/Monstesquieu.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O luxo arruína as repúblicas; a pobreza arruína as monarquias” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Montesquieu)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2633597842020421238?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2633597842020421238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-mostesquieu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2633597842020421238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2633597842020421238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-mostesquieu.html' title='Frase do DIa . Montesquieu.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgBPwGRKvbk/TiYPONJDMII/AAAAAAAAB1E/FkxSZ64Z7AU/s72-c/Monstesquieu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5178450905324009583</id><published>2011-07-17T11:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T11:18:55.845-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><title type='text'>Versões My Way. Nina Hagen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KlF0i--7W7g/TiLvH0R31zI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZrYMeFM6kCc/s1600/NinaHagen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KlF0i--7W7g/TiLvH0R31zI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZrYMeFM6kCc/s1600/NinaHagen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desta vez,  o clássico “&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;” é interpretado em alemão. Uma extravagante versão punk da, não menos extravagante, cantora alemã Nina Hagen. A cantora é bastante conhecida do público brasileiro. Aqui esteve para uma disputada apresentação na primeira versão do Rock in Rio realizado em 1985. A Alemã Catharina Hagen, seu nome de batismo, teve um breve namoro com o cantor punk Supla, filho do senador Eduardo Suplicy e Marta Suplicy. O relacionamento rendeu o hit “Garota de Berlim” gravado pelo cantor e que teve participação especial da própria Nina Hagen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A intérprete, apesar do exagero vocal e visual incomum, tem formação musical clássica, o que pode se perceber em algumas das suas apresentações. Ultimamente, vem divulgando sua conversão religiosa. A nova fase cristã da cantora, que ela afirma ser antiga,  rendeu o disco “Personal Jesus” com músicas bem mais calmas, mesclando country, blues e temas gospel. Ritmos bem diferentes daqueles da jovem rebelde de 1985.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Embora etravagante, a versão barulhenta da alemã é bem mais aceitável que a versão maluca do Sex Pistol, já apresentada neste Blog. Consulte a aba "Versões My Way" aí, à direita, e&amp;nbsp; confira. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zO6HbzZPxvc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5178450905324009583?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5178450905324009583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/versoes-my-way-nina-hagen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5178450905324009583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5178450905324009583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/versoes-my-way-nina-hagen.html' title='Versões My Way. Nina Hagen.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KlF0i--7W7g/TiLvH0R31zI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZrYMeFM6kCc/s72-c/NinaHagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8399135996730214139</id><published>2011-07-17T10:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T10:02:49.975-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Marcel Proust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd5l163mbE/TiLdZroGAII/AAAAAAAAB08/TvETBxIlgN8/s1600/MarcelProust.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd5l163mbE/TiLdZroGAII/AAAAAAAAB08/TvETBxIlgN8/s200/MarcelProust.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Trate de conservar um pedaço de céu acima da sua vida"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Marcel Proust"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8399135996730214139?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8399135996730214139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-marcel-proust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8399135996730214139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8399135996730214139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-marcel-proust.html' title='Frase do Dia. Marcel Proust.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPd5l163mbE/TiLdZroGAII/AAAAAAAAB08/TvETBxIlgN8/s72-c/MarcelProust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6289523400421755174</id><published>2011-07-10T08:23:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:47:05.626-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><title type='text'>Um conselho de Billy Blanco. Acabe essa banca, doutor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhCxaHL1yJc/ThmKPTJ7gXI/AAAAAAAAB04/Dds1uKppRqk/s1600/BillyBlanco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhCxaHL1yJc/ThmKPTJ7gXI/AAAAAAAAB04/Dds1uKppRqk/s1600/BillyBlanco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ultimamente, um deputado extremista vem propagando seus preconceitos de forma absurdamente explicita. As declarações do político estão disseminadas com amplo destaque na imprensa. E o pior: com o apoio de parte da população.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As declarações abusivas do fundamentalista me remeteram a obra de um grande compositor brasileiro. Nunca é demais relembrar Billy Blanco. William Blanco Abrunhosa Trindade, um paraense que cantou o Rio de Janeiro, é autor de sucessos como: &lt;i&gt;“Teresa da Praia”,"Pistom de Gafieira",&amp;nbsp; “Estatuto da Gafieira”, ” Mocinho do Rio” e “Sinfonia do Rio”&lt;/i&gt;, este último, uma suite composta de dez sambas feita em parceria com Tom Jobim, tranformou-se em um verdadeiro hino à Cidade Maravilhosa. São centenas de composições - a quantidade nem ele mesmo sabia ao certo. Perguntado quantas músicas tinha feito, respondeu: "&lt;i&gt;eu tenho umas quatrocentas e tantas, quase quinhentas&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas e porque o preâmbulo deste texto?  Explico: Billy Blanco é autor de um verdadeiro manifesto contra o preconceito, o orgulho, a soberba e a vaidade. Trata de “Banca do Distinto”, uma bem humorada crítica àqueles que se acham superiores por sua condição econômica, cor ou mesmo origem social. No final da canção o grande compositor alerta. A morte, inexorável, se encarrega de deixar o preconceituoso, querendo ou não, igual a todos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O compositor paraense faleceu na última sexta-feira, oito de julho de 2011, aos 87 anos. Uma longa e produtiva vida. Sua partida, com certeza, deixa uma imensa lacuna na Música Popular Brasileira. Sua obra, entretanto, pela qualidade, ficará eterna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Banca do Distinto” foi composta em 1951, mas, pelo visto, a mensagem ainda é muito atual. Como tantas outras músicas de Billy Blanco, logo se tornou um clássico e foi gravado por muita gente: Elis Regina, Maria Medalha, Wanderléa,&amp;nbsp; Dóris Monteiro, Dolores Duran e Leila Pinheiro. Ouça a composição na voz do autor e de algumas das cantoras citadas. Escolha a sua versão. Difícil mesmo, será saber qual a melhor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E&amp;nbsp; lembre-se: “&lt;i&gt;a vaidade é assim, põe o bobo no alto, e retira a escada...&lt;/i&gt;”, portanto, acabe essa  banca, doutor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4PSPgpg8MUk" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wandeléa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KYVHv-RFBKY" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maria Medalha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/toUxzwEQpiw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dóris Monteiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nseWFTro9mo" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elis Regina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ImHvOXGfn98" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Banca do Distinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Billy Blanco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Composição: Billy Blanco &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não fala com pobre, não dá mão a preto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não carrega embrulho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pra que tanta pose, doutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pra que esse orgulho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bruxa que é cega esbarra na gente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E a vida estanca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O enfarte lhe pega, doutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E acaba essa banca&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A vaidade é assim, põe o bobo no alto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E retira a escada&lt;/div&gt;Mas fica por perto esperando sentada&lt;br /&gt;Mais cedo ou mais tarde ele acaba no chão&lt;br /&gt;Mais alto o coqueiro, maior é o tombo do coco afinal&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo é igual quando a vida termina&lt;br /&gt;Com terra em cima e na horizontal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6289523400421755174?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6289523400421755174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-conselho-de-billy-blanco-acabe-essa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6289523400421755174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6289523400421755174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-conselho-de-billy-blanco-acabe-essa.html' title='Um conselho de Billy Blanco. Acabe essa banca, doutor.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhCxaHL1yJc/ThmKPTJ7gXI/AAAAAAAAB04/Dds1uKppRqk/s72-c/BillyBlanco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3394005674579570450</id><published>2011-07-10T07:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:14:12.621-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Jorge Luis Borges.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JXy1afrZM0/Thl7J5y-TzI/AAAAAAAAB00/qqfuj8zhC60/s1600/jorgeluisborges.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JXy1afrZM0/Thl7J5y-TzI/AAAAAAAAB00/qqfuj8zhC60/s200/jorgeluisborges.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Você pode tudo nesta vida. Só não pode se fazer infeliz."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Jorge Luis Borges)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3394005674579570450?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3394005674579570450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-jorge-luis-borges.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3394005674579570450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3394005674579570450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/frase-do-dia-jorge-luis-borges.html' title='Frase do Dia. Jorge Luis Borges.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8JXy1afrZM0/Thl7J5y-TzI/AAAAAAAAB00/qqfuj8zhC60/s72-c/jorgeluisborges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6947882315831312863</id><published>2011-07-09T13:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T09:16:46.754-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Qual a melhor versão?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Roberto Martins. De policial a grande compositor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JyhQ7DcAbE/ThiBZIiyYGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/aHZc7COarZQ/s1600/RobertoMartins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JyhQ7DcAbE/ThiBZIiyYGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/aHZc7COarZQ/s1600/RobertoMartins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O compositor carioca Roberto Martins (1909- 1992), um dos grandes das décadas de trinta e quarenta, tem no seu currículo mais de 350 composições. Tanta produtividade e o sucesso de sambas, como: Favela, com Valdemar Silva e “menos Eu” com Jorge Farah. O primeiro composto em 1936, o segundo em 1937, permitiram ao artista abandonar definitivamente sua profissão de então. Roberto era policial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A escolha parece ter sido certa, Roberto Martins após optar definitivamente pela profissão de músico tornou-se um grande compositor. São da sua lavra composições de sucessos que atravessam o tempo como: “Cai, Cai”, Cordão dos Puxa-Sacos, parceria com Frazão e” Pedreiro Waldemar”, com Wilson Batista. Nem só de marchinha e sambas carnavalesco viveu o compositor. É dele a autoria de clássicos como “Renúncia” com Mário Rossi e o delicioso samba “Beija-me” sucesso na voz de Ciro Monteiro e regravado com competência por Zeca Pagodinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Roberto também é responsável, mesmo que indiretamente, pela criação de um dos sambas mais conhecidos dos brasileiros. Freqüentador assíduo do Café Nice, ele, no estabelecimento, em um dia de carnaval, teceu um comentário despretensioso ironizando a própria esposa que, apesar de estar fantasiada de baiana não se mostrava muito animada para o carnaval. O fato deu a inspiração para a criação do samba “Falsa Baiana” do mineiro Geraldo Pereira (ver &lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2010/06/como-foi-criada-musica-falsa-baiana-de.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça três sucessos de Roberto Martins na voz de grandes cantores do passado e da atualidade. Escolha a sua versão preferida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beija-me ( com Ciro Monteiro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QFTeg9GL0E4" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beija-me ( com Zeca Pagodinho) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Y2bES6iwUSQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Renúncia  (Nelson Gonçalves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ncCfj8G2auc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Renúncia  (Zélia Ducan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2q7KPbxuqlM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Favela (Francisco Alves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2sCZEmDkwik" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6947882315831312863?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6947882315831312863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/roberto-martins-de-policial-grande.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6947882315831312863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6947882315831312863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/07/roberto-martins-de-policial-grande.html' title='Roberto Martins. De policial a grande compositor.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5JyhQ7DcAbE/ThiBZIiyYGI/AAAAAAAAB0w/aHZc7COarZQ/s72-c/RobertoMartins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6755680956972095982</id><published>2011-06-26T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:06:16.722-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Carlo Dossi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7lg756JslI/TgetP-H1mMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ezWKTRx7Wv8/s1600/CarloDossi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7lg756JslI/TgetP-H1mMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ezWKTRx7Wv8/s200/CarloDossi.jpg" width="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Por que, ó bobos, fazer trapaças fora da lei quando é tão cômodo fazê-las dentro da lei?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Carlo Dossi)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6755680956972095982?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6755680956972095982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-carlo-dossi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6755680956972095982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6755680956972095982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-carlo-dossi.html' title='Frase do Dia. Carlo Dossi.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U7lg756JslI/TgetP-H1mMI/AAAAAAAAB0s/ezWKTRx7Wv8/s72-c/CarloDossi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6515098954129122070</id><published>2011-06-26T09:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T09:47:23.317-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira; Música'/><title type='text'>Di Cavalcanti e o Desenhista Noel Rosa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Considerado um dos maiores compositores da história da Música Popular Brasileira, Noel Rosa também tinha talento para arte de desenhar. A famosa autocaricatura, tantas vezes apresentadas em suas biografias, é um exemplo do talento do Filósofo do Samba. Ao que parece, o nosso eterno Poeta da Vila era consciente de que seria difícil viver de samba. Teve, portanto, em alguns momentos, a pretensão de se tornar desenhista. Se na música o sucesso foi estrondoso, na arte do desenho nem tanto. Uma história contada por André Diniz, no livro “Noel – O Poeta do Samba e da Cidade”, bem ilustra esta aspiração do autor de “Com que Roupa”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqvFU9FRAPA/TgcoKPfu9KI/AAAAAAAAB0o/lNcGyxf_gTc/s1600/CaricaturaNoelRosa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqvFU9FRAPA/TgcoKPfu9KI/AAAAAAAAB0o/lNcGyxf_gTc/s1600/CaricaturaNoelRosa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O autor do livro conta que Noel teria se encontrado com o Pintor Di Cavalcanti que conversava com o amigo Nássara em um Café do Centro do Rio. No encontro viu uma boa oportunidade para apresentar seus desenhos e obter uma avaliação abalizada. Di Cavalcanti não deu muito atenção, observava os traços, mas preferia pedir ao poeta que cantasse uma música.  Noel insistia nos desenho, Cavalcanti novamente no samba. Após várias tentativas infrutíferas na busca de uma opinião do pintor, Noel, finalmente, desistiu. Fala-se que desde encontro de grandes artistas, sobrou apenas uma profunda mágoa por parte de Noel em relação ao Pintor, que duraria toda a curta, mas profícua carreira do Poeta da Vila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça a divertidíssima “Gago Apaixonado” cantada pelo próprio Noel Rosa. Um exemplo de outro dom do compositor: o humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WqTqHFmMzKs" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6515098954129122070?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6515098954129122070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/di-cavalcanti-e-o-desenhista-noel-rosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6515098954129122070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6515098954129122070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/di-cavalcanti-e-o-desenhista-noel-rosa.html' title='Di Cavalcanti e o Desenhista Noel Rosa.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EqvFU9FRAPA/TgcoKPfu9KI/AAAAAAAAB0o/lNcGyxf_gTc/s72-c/CaricaturaNoelRosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6949842664730442240</id><published>2011-06-23T18:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:41:42.400-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Sêneca.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wTfu-kosIY/TgOy9a4Pe_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/KbsRAvia6vw/s1600/Seneca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wTfu-kosIY/TgOy9a4Pe_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/KbsRAvia6vw/s200/Seneca.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A embriaguês não cria os vícios. Apenas põe-nos em evidência".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Lúcio Aneu Sêneca)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6949842664730442240?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6949842664730442240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-seneca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6949842664730442240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6949842664730442240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-seneca.html' title='Frase do Dia. Sêneca.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wTfu-kosIY/TgOy9a4Pe_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/KbsRAvia6vw/s72-c/Seneca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2078639761769355285</id><published>2011-06-23T08:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:56:30.409-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Dóris Monteiro. 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Com efeito, ouvir Dóris nos dava a certeza que samba “é a melhor maneira de se conversar”.“Mudando de Conversa”, a música de Maurício Tapajós e Hermínio Bello de Carvalho, magistralmente interpretada pela cantora, nos remete a saudade dos velhos amigos, das rodas de conversas nos bares e botecos da cidade, sempre ao som de um bom violão. Bons tempos, bons momentos que o próprio tempo, inexorável, se encarrega de desfazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E por falar em saudade... No segundo vídeo, Dóris fala sobre seus amigos, Billy Blanco, Dick Farney, Lúcio Alves, Nora Ney e João Goulart. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;No último vídeo, ainda nos tempos da televisão em &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;preto e branco, uma apresentação &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;da cantora, interpretando “Mocinho Bonito”, composição do amigo Billy Blanco.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gcC1YwnaVQY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bq6Z1aaLVbQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CZps6umemnM" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2078639761769355285?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2078639761769355285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/doris-monteiro-afinal-samba-e-melhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2078639761769355285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2078639761769355285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/doris-monteiro-afinal-samba-e-melhor.html' title='Dóris Monteiro. 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Charles Chaplin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mX-uFuaSpc/Tf_D5IbHqAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/N-mfJLmiFXI/s1600/CharlieChaplin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mX-uFuaSpc/Tf_D5IbHqAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/N-mfJLmiFXI/s200/CharlieChaplin.jpg" width="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Bom mesmo é ir a luta com determinação, abraçar a vida e viver com paixão, perder com classe e vencer com ousadia, porque o mundo pertence a quem se atreve e a vida é muito para ser insignificante" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Charles Chaplin) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6686600053358375883?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6686600053358375883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-charles-chaplin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6686600053358375883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6686600053358375883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-charles-chaplin.html' title='Frase do Dia. 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A dupla que desagradou a direita e a esquerda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxfIRaDsuJM/Tf31zhOj-OI/AAAAAAAAB0U/cvjehoau1y0/s1600/DomeRavel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxfIRaDsuJM/Tf31zhOj-OI/AAAAAAAAB0U/cvjehoau1y0/s1600/DomeRavel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Na época da ditadura eles nunca pediam nada. Eles mandavam. O medo pairava porque nós ouvíamos os papos que sumiu fulano, desapareceu cicrano! Os artistas procuravam tomar precauções.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Ravel)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No início dos anos 70, a dupla Dom e Ravel provocou a ira dos opositores da ditadura militar instaurada no Brasil ao lançar o Hit “Eu Te Amo  Meu Brasil” música que ficaria conhecida como um verdadeiro hino da ditadura militar. Eram tempos de chumbo, a seleção de futebol  era tri-campeã mundial e o país crescia a olhos vistos.  Era o chamado Milagre Econômico, fruto da facilidade de  financiamentos externos. O PIB brasileiro crescia a uma taxa impressionante de quase 12% ao ano. Já naquele tempo, o  Ministro Delfin Neto prometia dividir a renda, mas primeiro teria que deixar o “bolo crescer”, o que nunca aconteceu, para desespero dos truculentos generais de plantão... Os brasileiros não sabiam o que estava por vir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta era a parte visível do início dos anos setenta. Contrastando com o otimismo do momento favorável da macroeconomia, práticas deploráveis aconteciam nas escuridões dos porões da ditadura: estudantes, jornalistas, políticos, líderes sindicais e outros representantes da sociedade, opositores do regime de exceção, eram barbaramente torturados e até mesmos assassinados. Não havia distinção entre aqueles que optaram pela luta armada e os que usavam a palavra como arma. Foi criado o slogan “Brasil, Ame-o ou Deixei-o!”, porém, diante do acirramento da repressão, muitos, mesmo sem deixar de amar o país, optaram pela segurança do exílio voluntário. O governo retrucou  com outra frase: "Quem não vive para servir ao Brasil, não serve para viver no Brasil" o que dá uma noção do maniqueísmo oficial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todos sabemos os desdobramentos deste período negro da história: no rastro da crise do petróleo, decorrente dos conflitos do oriente médio, o país entrou em uma profunda recessão econômica, a liquidez acabou e os juros dos empréstimos subiram levando a dívida externa às alturas. A crise na qual foi jogado o país duraria décadas para ser sanada. Alguns anos depois veio a hiperinflação e os brasileiros passaram a ganhar milhões - apenas nos seus contracheques. Salários falsamente milionários que eram pulverizados em poucos dias devido à desvalorização da moeda. É verdade! Sofri isso na pele. Meu contracheque era apresentado na casa dos milhões, que mal davam para chegar ao fim do mês.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No início dos anos setenta eu era garoto e custava a acreditar que aquele aparente inofensivo general risonho e simpático que gostava de futebol e assistia jogos do Grêmio de Porto Alegre seria protagonista do período considerado o mais violento da ditadura. Até o dia em que, num almoço na casa de um colega,  testemunhei um fato que me marcou: o menino, provavelmente repetindo o que ouvira de um adulto, inocentemente chamou o presidente de “Garrafa Azul M...”. Nem eu nem o garoto tínhamos a menor noção de política, mas a reação da mãe dele para um comentário hoje tão inofensivo foi de pânico imediato. Com os olhos arregalados, a senhora o repreendeu e o admoestou a nunca falar aquilo em público. Percebi, naquele dia, o pavor que provocava uma ditadura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Voltando a Dom e Ravel, nos tempos em que frases como “&lt;i&gt;Ninguém Segura este país&lt;/i&gt;” eram comuns nas propagandas oficiais, a dupla foi duramente criticada por suas canções consideradas alienadas, para muitos, completamente alinhadas com a estratégia de propaganda do poder: vender a imagem de um país de jovens, portanto com um futuro promissor, “&lt;i&gt;Um país que vai prá frente&lt;/i&gt;”, frase de outra peça publicitária do governo.  O marketing oficial também queria passar a imagem de uma nação limpa e próxima do desenvolvimento. Quem tem mais de cinquenta anos, certamente se lembrará do simpático personagem Sujismundo, que servia de mote para o bordão “&lt;i&gt;Povo limpo é povo desenvolvido&lt;/i&gt;”. Mas, para ter um povo desenvolvido era necessário reduzir o enorme índice de analfabetismo. Para tanto, foi criado o MOBRAL – Movimento Brasileiro pela Alfabetização e Dom e Ravel foram, novamente, associados ao poder com a música “Você também é responsável”, escolhida como tema do movimento pelo ex-ministro da Educação, General Jarbas Passarinho. Em entrevista ao site http://www.censuramusical.com Ravel negou que a canção tenha sido criada para tal e insistiu que nunca fez músicas encomendadas: “&lt;i&gt;Há alguns comentários que a música 'Você também é responsável' foi feita para o MOBRAL, mas nunca fizemos músicas encomendadas pra ninguém, não! [...].&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É fato, a canção, de forte apelo emocional, já havia sido gravada em 1969, portanto, não foi criada especificamente para o Mobral. Entretanto, transformou-se em uma espécie de hino do movimento, o que reforçou, para muitos, a percepção de alinhamento da dupla com o regime militar. Também é fato que a obra dos dois irmãos cearenses, intencionalmente ou não, se adequava à onda patriótica que pretendia impor os poderosos de coturno e, apesar do sucesso inicial, custaria caro aos dois cantores nascidos na pequena Itaiçaba, cidade do interior do Ceará. Veio o pior. Os cantores estigmatizados pela esquerda como “&lt;i&gt;A Dupla da Ditadura&lt;/i&gt;”, curiosamente, caiu em desgraça com os militares e seus seguidores da direita ao lançar, em 1974, a música “&lt;i&gt;Animais Irracionais&lt;/i&gt;” que falava das injustiças sociais – a obra foi censurada pelos militares - talvez já não fossem mais conveniente para o novo momento de pessimismo econômico que surgia. Sobre o assunto Ravel declarou:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Eu que já era perseguido pela esquerda que dizia que eu era engajado da direita, passei a ser perseguido pela direita também”. Ravel confessou que a música foi feita para pararem de chamá-los de “puxa-sacos” do governo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A dupla, aos poucos, caiu no ostracismo, mas nunca deixou a mente daqueles que viveram os momentos duros da ditadura. Até hoje, os dois são fonte de fortes discussões entre as duas correntes políticas. Eustáquio Gomes de Farias, o Dom, faleceu em dezembro de 2000, em decorrência de um câncer de estômago. Eduardo Gomes de Faria, o Ravel, faleceu na última quinta-feira, 16 de junho de 2011, aos 64 anos, de um ataque cardíaco. Morreu negando seu alinhamento com o poder. Ravel afirmava que suas músicas, na verdade, preenchiam uma lacuna de uma tendência mundial da época: a “&lt;i&gt;música com uma temática construtiva&lt;/i&gt;”. Insistiu que foram usados pelos militares e somente não se opuseram à suposta apropriação política por mero temor das conseqüências.Uma frase reflete a revolta de Ravel quanto o que considera patrulhamento dos dois lados: &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Eu sofri exílio no meu próprio país e nunca fui remunerado pelo governo”&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça alguns sucessos da dupla e faça a sua avaliação.Em outro vídeo, com incorporação desativada, Sílvio Santo confessa que utilizou a dupla como parceiro na sua busca pela conquista do seu canal de TV junto ao governo militar (acesse em&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/J3CNxsKmdx8"&gt;http://youtu.be/J3CNxsKmdx8&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu Te Amo Meu Brasil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cu9A_ry2-7I" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você Também é  Responsável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/G6kwbZIHZmA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Animais Irracionais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iCi5kNBdhMc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obrigado ao Homemdo Campo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wQyyUzKIqAw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2880693023933786630?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2880693023933786630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/don-e-ravel-dupla-que-desagradou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2880693023933786630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2880693023933786630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/don-e-ravel-dupla-que-desagradou.html' title='Dom e Ravel. A dupla que desagradou a direita e a esquerda.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxfIRaDsuJM/Tf31zhOj-OI/AAAAAAAAB0U/cvjehoau1y0/s72-c/DomeRavel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2671427208475987972</id><published>2011-06-19T09:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:08:47.203-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Francis  Bacon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QASTNtckZHE/Tf3msfGJXrI/AAAAAAAAB0M/iGzEA1-UMFs/s1600/FrancisBacon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QASTNtckZHE/Tf3msfGJXrI/AAAAAAAAB0M/iGzEA1-UMFs/s200/FrancisBacon.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"O homem é aquilo que sabe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Francis Bacon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2671427208475987972?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2671427208475987972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-francis-bacon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2671427208475987972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2671427208475987972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-francis-bacon.html' title='Frase do Dia. Francis  Bacon.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QASTNtckZHE/Tf3msfGJXrI/AAAAAAAAB0M/iGzEA1-UMFs/s72-c/FrancisBacon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5143359866966157387</id><published>2011-06-09T22:09:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T07:59:44.281-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><title type='text'>Versões My Way. Comme D’habitude. Mireille Mathieu e Claude François.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mX7cKbdF7Ck/TfFuh9VzmLI/AAAAAAAAB0E/beZtueNdfME/s1600/MireilleMathieu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mX7cKbdF7Ck/TfFuh9VzmLI/AAAAAAAAB0E/beZtueNdfME/s200/MireilleMathieu.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NI_evWcaYQU/TfFulV8lJfI/AAAAAAAAB0I/P45_iQiYQec/s1600/ClaudeFran%25C3%25A7ois.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NI_evWcaYQU/TfFulV8lJfI/AAAAAAAAB0I/P45_iQiYQec/s200/ClaudeFran%25C3%25A7ois.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este interessante vídeo, decididamente, merece entrar na galeria de “Versões My Way”. Uma apresentação rara da cantora francesa Mireille Mathieu cantando junto com Claude François, o autor da versão original de “My Way”, na França chamada de Comme D’habitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claude François faleceu precocemente aos 39 anos, vítima de choque elétrico. Ver mais &lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-way-qual-melhor-versao.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ivX4UmaTRMA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5143359866966157387?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5143359866966157387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/versoes-my-way-comme-dhabitude-mireille.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5143359866966157387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5143359866966157387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/versoes-my-way-comme-dhabitude-mireille.html' title='Versões My Way. Comme D’habitude. Mireille Mathieu e Claude François.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mX7cKbdF7Ck/TfFuh9VzmLI/AAAAAAAAB0E/beZtueNdfME/s72-c/MireilleMathieu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3307992393188299687</id><published>2011-06-09T20:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:37:13.784-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do DIa. J. J Rousseau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFMZa2Kchkg/TfFZHsXauTI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ZiI3poZhS-Y/s1600/Jean-JacquesRousseau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFMZa2Kchkg/TfFZHsXauTI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ZiI3poZhS-Y/s200/Jean-JacquesRousseau.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cada idade tem suas inclinações, mas o homem é sempre o mesmo. Aos dez anos, é levado por doces; aos 20, por uma amante; aos 30, pelo prazer; aos 40, pela ambição; aos 50, pela avareza."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Jean-Jacques Rousseau) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3307992393188299687?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3307992393188299687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-j-j-rousseau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3307992393188299687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3307992393188299687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/frase-do-dia-j-j-rousseau.html' title='Frase do DIa. J. J Rousseau.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFMZa2Kchkg/TfFZHsXauTI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ZiI3poZhS-Y/s72-c/Jean-JacquesRousseau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5028636415729453224</id><published>2011-06-05T19:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:31:11.256-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><title type='text'>A qualidade da obra de Heckel Tavares,</title><content type='html'>Para quem não conhece a obra de Heckel Tavares, disponibilizo quatro músicas do compositor alagoano: Suçuarana, Guacyra, Azulão e Leilão. Para saber mais sobre o autor de Penas do Tiê entre &lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/fagner-e-heckel-tavares-o-que-casa-de.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suçuarana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nkDXgyMctNs" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guacyra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YxuYG8jj9FQ" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azulão &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fO4SMqZPpPE" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leilão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XjS6Ja-Phbs" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5028636415729453224?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5028636415729453224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/qualidade-da-obra-de-heckel-tavares.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5028636415729453224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5028636415729453224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/qualidade-da-obra-de-heckel-tavares.html' title='A qualidade da obra de Heckel Tavares,'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nkDXgyMctNs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3046026185881699212</id><published>2011-06-05T18:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T18:49:08.927-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotidiano'/><title type='text'>Merval Pereira na Academia. Vá entender os nossos imortais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A academia não convida. A gente é  que tem de candidatar-se, solicitar votos pessoalmente, arranjar  pistolões. Há gente que não dá para isso. Eu também não&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Mário Quintana) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Para surpresa de muitos, a Academia Brasileira de Letras escolheu o jornalista Merval Pereira como seu novo integrante. O comentarista político vai ocupar o lugar do respeitado Moacir Scliar.  A Cadeira a ser ocupada pelo novo “imortal”, a nº 31,  foi fundada por Guimarães Junior, tinha como  patrono Pedro Luís, e foi sucessivamente ocupada por João Ribeiro, Paulo Setúbal, Cassiano Ricardo, José Cândido de Carvalho, Geraldo França de Lima e o recentemente falecido Moacyr Scliar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Difícil mesmo é entender a lógica de escolha dos nossos imortais. Talento, com certeza, não é um requisito primordial. A instituição é a mesma que rejeitou, por três vezes, a postulação do grande Mário Quintana. (ver post sobre o assunto &lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2009/05/mario-quintana-e-desfeita-da-academia.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vá entender nossos imortais! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3046026185881699212?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3046026185881699212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/merval-pereira-na-academia-va-entender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3046026185881699212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3046026185881699212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/merval-pereira-na-academia-va-entender.html' title='Merval Pereira na Academia. Vá entender os nossos imortais!'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3048100134537218821</id><published>2011-06-04T10:34:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:42:40.140-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Fagner e Heckel Tavares – O que “Casa de Caboclo” e Penas do Tiê têm em Comum?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da Música Popular Brasileira,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-FRuy8GQ0E/TeottyQzBHI/AAAAAAAABz8/Xhu_asKZ7mE/s1600/Hekel%252BTavares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-FRuy8GQ0E/TeottyQzBHI/AAAAAAAABz8/Xhu_asKZ7mE/s200/Hekel%252BTavares.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No seu primeiro disco, intitulado "&lt;i&gt;Manera Fru Fru&lt;/i&gt;", o cantor cearense Raimundo Fagner gravou a música Penas do Tiê, tendo como convidada especial a cantora Nara Leão. A singela composição viria trazer uma série de transtornos para o cantor de Orós, que chegou a enfrentar um longo processo por plágio. A canção, na verdade, é do alagoano Heckel Tavares (foto a esquerda) em parceria com Nair Mesquita e foi editada em 1928. Originalmente, se chamava  ”&lt;i&gt;Você&lt;/i&gt;”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Em entrevistas, o cantor cearense se defendeu da acusação alegando que agira de boa-fé, recebera informação de que a obra fazia parte do folclore e, acreditando tratar-se domínio público, teria feito algumas adaptações.  O filho de Tavares não aceitou as explicações e manteve a ação por plágio, com pedido de uma considerável indenização.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Autor da música origem da lide, Heckel Tavares era um respeitado maestro, compositor, pianista, arranjador e folclorista. Como tantos outros grandes músicos brasileiros, andava esquecido. Teve sua fase áurea no primeiro quarto do século com composições de reconhecida qualidade, transitando entre o erudito e o popular. Contou com grandes parceiros, dentre eles, Luiz Peixoto, o autor da terceira e definitiva letra do clássico Ai, Ioiô (Linda Flor).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O interessante, nesta história toda, é que, apesar de ter mais de 150 composições, o maestro, guardadas as devidas proporções, também foi noticia de uma suposta apropriação indevida. Trata-se da música “&lt;i&gt;Casa de Caboclo&lt;/i&gt;”, uma canção sertaneja que se notabilizou por popularizar a expressão “&lt;i&gt;Um é pouco, dois é bom, três é demais&lt;/i&gt;”, atribuída ao alagoano em parceria com Luiz Peixoto. A lendária maestrina Chiquinha Gonzaga, segundo a pesquisadora Edinha Diniz, em seu livro “&lt;i&gt;Chiquinha Gonzaga – Uma história de Vida&lt;/i&gt;”, reclamou a autoria de “&lt;i&gt;Casa de Caboclo&lt;/i&gt;” em uma ata da reunião da diretoria da SBAT – Sociedade Brasileira de Autores Teatrais, ocorrida em 8 de outubro de 1928. Com os seguintes argumentos:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“[...] Passando-se à ordem do Dia e interesses sociais, pediu a palavra d. Francisca Gonzaga, para reclamar sobre suas composições musicais que estão sendo impressas e gravadas em discos, sob autoria de diversos senhores, como por exemplo, a canção “Fogo, foguinho”, da opereta Juriti, gravada em disco Odeon, como sendo da lavra de Américo Giacomini; a canção “Bela rosa, da peça “Não venhas”, representada em 1904, no Teatro Apolo, impressa pela Casa Vieira machado, com o título de “Casa de caboclo”, como sendo de autoria do Sr. Heckel Tavares, e também gravada pela Odeon [...]. A oradora solicita providências da Sbat para que cesse de uma vez essa apropriação indébita e prejudicial aos seus interesses e de seu nome”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chiquinha Gonzaga é reconhecida como uma das pioneiras na luta pelos direitos autorais no Brasil e, devido ao ainda incipiente instituto de direito autorais da época, era vítima de constantes plágios, não só de músicas isoladas, mas até de peças inteiras, como é o caso de “Juriti”, apresentado, em 1925, na Bahia com o nome de Juraci.Na ata da SBAT, curiosamente, a grande maestrina não citou Luiz Peixoto, o parceiro de Heckel Tavares em “&lt;i&gt;Casa de Caboclo&lt;/i&gt;".  Peixoto era um velho companheiro e admirador da pioneira maestrina. Com ela, montou várias operetas, e revistas, a exemplo da histórica burleta “&lt;i&gt;Forrobodó&lt;/i&gt;”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não cabe aqui fazer juízo de valor sobre os motivos que levaram a dupla a compor a canção e provocar a ira da maestrina e, até mesmo, se a denúncia da autora de "&lt;i&gt;Lua Branca&lt;/i&gt;" é procedente, mas me arrisco em algumas considerações. O fato é que o talento musical, tanto de Heckel quanto de Peixoto, é inquestionável, comprovado por um vasto repertório de grandes canções. Heckel, reconhecidamente, era um pesquisador apaixonado por temas regionais. O compositor foi criado em Maceió e, nas palavras do Dicionário Cravo Albim, “convivendo com a música tradicional dos repentistas, cantadores de desafios, reisados e congadas, que teriam forte influência em sua música”. Portanto, é difícil imaginar um plágio voluntário de um profundo estudioso. A proximidade com “&lt;i&gt;Chiquinha da Polca&lt;/i&gt;”, principalmente por parte de Peixoto, talvez tenha influenciados a dupla, já há muito tempo envolvida com peças e teatros de revistas. Um reforço a esta tese é o registro na Biografia de Luiz Peixoto, escrita por Lysias Enio e Fernando Vieira. No livro “&lt;i&gt;Luiz Peixoto – Pelo buraco da fechadura&lt;/i&gt;”, os autores informam , de forma instigante, que a parceria musical Heckel-Peixoto começou em 1918 e que as primeiras composições da dupla “&lt;i&gt;nasceram nos libretos das revistas musicadas por Chiquinha Gonzaga, José Nunes, Júlio Cristobal e outros&lt;/i&gt;”, sem, entretanto, se referir de forma explícita à acusação da pianista, o que, talvez, reforce uma possível influência recebida, mas não deixa claro o rótulo de plágio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um artigo publicado no site Cifrantiga (site https://cifrantiga. wordpress.com/category/hekel-tavares) também ameniza a acusação, dando a seguinte abordagem:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;[...] Como acontece muitas vezes a músicas de sucesso, houve, à época do lançamento, quem considerasse “Casa de Caboclo” plágio de um tema de Chiquinha Gonzaga, levando a discussão aos jornais. Daí a informação que figura em algumas de suas regravações: ‘Canção baseada em motivos de Chiquinha Gonzaga'”.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rosa Nepomuceno, no seu livro &lt;i&gt;“Música Caipira: da roça ao rodeio”&lt;/i&gt;, embora sem se aprofundar, também se refere ao fato, indo um pouco além do termo “&lt;i&gt;Canção baseada sobre motivos de Chiquinha Gonzaga”&lt;/i&gt;, acrescentando que tais motivos seriam trechos da modinha "&lt;i&gt;Bela Rosa&lt;/i&gt;". Vejamos o que diz a escritora: &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Heckel Tavares vivia na cidade maravilhosa e compôs, nessa época, alguns de seus maiores sucessos:” Sussuarana , em 1927, e no ano seguinte “Casa de Caboclo” com letras do poeta niteroiense Luis Peixoto [...]. A última canção, sobre motivos da maestrina Chiquinha Gonzaga (trechos de sua modinha ‘Bela Rosa’ [“...]” .&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O certo, nesta história toda, é que Casa de Caboclo tornou-se um grande sucesso na voz de Gastão Formenti em 1928 e foi regravada várias vezes por muita gente boa: Inezita Barroso, Paulo Tapajós, Carlos Galhardo, Renato Teixeira, Luiz Gonzaga e até pelo ex-jogador de futebol Sócrates.  A música inspirou uma verdadeira febre de canções com argumentos sertanejos no final dos anos 20 e serviu, posteriormente, de modelo para outros grandes sucessos, inaugurando uma sucessão de singelas canções sertanejas baseadas em comoventes tragédias pessoais. Quem não se lembra de “Chico Mineiro e Menino da Porteira”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por sua vez,&amp;nbsp; o caso do cantor Fagner, independentemente dos motivos que o levou a gravar “Penas do Tiê”, restou um evidente benefício para a música brasileira: mesmo que involuntariamente, a polêmica ajudou a resgatar a obra de Heckel Tavares. Clássicos com Suçuarana, Guacyra, Azulão, Leilão, dentre outros, voltaram a ser gravados, saindo do restrito âmbito dos tenores e sopranos de óperas. Um do justo reconhecimento a um dos grandes nomes da música do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça a música na versão de Paulo Tapajós. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uwpYWTQOMyw" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nota: Não conhece as músicas de Heckel Tavares? Disponibilizei uma amostra da composições do alagoano no post “A obra de Heckel Tavares” (&lt;a href="http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/qualidade-da-obra-de-heckel-tavares.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). Você vai de deliciar com quatro das mais de cento e cinquenta  músicas do compositor:&amp;nbsp; Suçuarana, Guacyra, Azulão e Leilão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3048100134537218821?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3048100134537218821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/fagner-e-heckel-tavares-o-que-casa-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3048100134537218821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3048100134537218821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/06/fagner-e-heckel-tavares-o-que-casa-de.html' title='Fagner e Heckel Tavares – O que “Casa de Caboclo” e Penas do Tiê têm em Comum?'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r-FRuy8GQ0E/TeottyQzBHI/AAAAAAAABz8/Xhu_asKZ7mE/s72-c/Hekel%252BTavares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-632555836331350385</id><published>2011-05-28T10:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T10:00:40.837-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Walt Disney.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyXJz4CGfpM/TeDx5jlMIiI/AAAAAAAABz4/snUVzJsY6hs/s1600/WaltDisney.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyXJz4CGfpM/TeDx5jlMIiI/AAAAAAAABz4/snUVzJsY6hs/s200/WaltDisney.jpg" width="197" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Para começar, pare de falar e comece a fazer. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; (Walt Disney)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-632555836331350385?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/632555836331350385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-walt-disney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/632555836331350385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/632555836331350385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-walt-disney.html' title='Frase do Dia. Walt Disney.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyXJz4CGfpM/TeDx5jlMIiI/AAAAAAAABz4/snUVzJsY6hs/s72-c/WaltDisney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-146112692281393038</id><published>2011-05-17T20:14:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:03:55.109-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente do Ceará'/><title type='text'>Revista Singular. Mais uma edição é lançada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y_SjO26ZSo/TdMZ6DeKcvI/AAAAAAAABzw/mriPzVVgBVw/s1600/RevistaSingular.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y_SjO26ZSo/TdMZ6DeKcvI/AAAAAAAABzw/mriPzVVgBVw/s1600/RevistaSingular.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sábado passado, em um agradável clima de chorinho e feijoada, o jornalista Eliezer Rodrigues lançou mais uma edição da sua prestigiada Revista Singular. O evento ocorreu no agradável e revitalizado Passeio Público, no&amp;nbsp; centro histórico de Fortaleza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estiveram presentes vários colaboradores do veículo, dentre eles: Cibele Marinho, Suelen Valentim, Angela Marinho, Pepo Melo,  Maurição, Sérgio Fujihara, Ana Miranda e, ainda, meus velhos amigos Fernando Montenegro e Ana Guilhermina, que lá passaram para prestigiar o evento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lf3fAe_rGz0/TdMZ_kbOoDI/AAAAAAAABz0/fNdN6wlf2FE/s1600/Lan%25C3%25A7amentoRevistaSingular.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lf3fAe_rGz0/TdMZ_kbOoDI/AAAAAAAABz0/fNdN6wlf2FE/s1600/Lan%25C3%25A7amentoRevistaSingular.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tive o prazer de participar, desta que já é a trigésima edição, com mais um artigo sobre curiosidades da nossa Música Popular Brasileira. O tema é uma interessante passagem sobre a gênese do Samba “É luxo só”, que envolveu o compositores Jaime Ovalle e Ary Barroso , o escritor Fernando Sabino e a cantora Elizete Cardoso”. Afinal, samba tem que ter Telecoteco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora você pode ler todas as matérias diretamente na versão eletrônica da revista disponibilizada do Blog do jornalista. O conteúdo, como sempre, está muito bom. Clique &lt;a href="http://singularevista.blogspot.com/"&gt;aqui &lt;/a&gt;para conferir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-146112692281393038?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/146112692281393038/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/revista-singular-mais-uma-edicao-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/146112692281393038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/146112692281393038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/revista-singular-mais-uma-edicao-e.html' title='Revista Singular. Mais uma edição é lançada.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y_SjO26ZSo/TdMZ6DeKcvI/AAAAAAAABzw/mriPzVVgBVw/s72-c/RevistaSingular.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-5148770621371846301</id><published>2011-05-15T21:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:33:12.208-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia.  Walter Lippman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbZu5rvMLEI/TdBwrfL6_VI/AAAAAAAABzg/tntHVkqemVM/s1600/WalterLippmann.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbZu5rvMLEI/TdBwrfL6_VI/AAAAAAAABzg/tntHVkqemVM/s200/WalterLippmann.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Quando todos pensam igual é porque ninguém está pensando."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Walter Lippman)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5148770621371846301?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5148770621371846301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-walter-lippman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5148770621371846301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5148770621371846301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-walter-lippman.html' title='Frase do Dia.  Walter Lippman.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QbZu5rvMLEI/TdBwrfL6_VI/AAAAAAAABzg/tntHVkqemVM/s72-c/WalterLippmann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2957091780888069789</id><published>2011-05-15T10:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:23:41.690-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Envelhecer.  Bastos Tigre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVwxZ_EDEjc/Tc_TQgVtmFI/AAAAAAAABzc/5p2DDSIY4h4/s1600/BastosTigre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVwxZ_EDEjc/Tc_TQgVtmFI/AAAAAAAABzc/5p2DDSIY4h4/s200/BastosTigre.jpg" width="156" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Envelhecer.&amp;nbsp; Bastos Tigre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entra pela velhice com cuidado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pé ante pé, sem provocar rumores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que despertem lembranças do passado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonhos de glória, ilusões de amores.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do que tiveres no pomar plantado,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apanha os frutos e recolhe as flores&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas lavra ainda e planta o teu eirado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que outros virão colher quando te fores.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não te seja a velhice enfermidade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alimenta no espírito a saúde!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luta contra as tibiezas da vontade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que a neve caia! o teu ardor não mude!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mantém-te jovem, pouco importa a idade!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tem cada idade a sua juventude.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2957091780888069789?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2957091780888069789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/envelhecer-bastos-tigre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2957091780888069789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2957091780888069789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/envelhecer-bastos-tigre.html' title='Envelhecer.  Bastos Tigre'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVwxZ_EDEjc/Tc_TQgVtmFI/AAAAAAAABzc/5p2DDSIY4h4/s72-c/BastosTigre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4985372135410108554</id><published>2011-05-08T20:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:19:03.629-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>frase do Dia. Emile Gaboriau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSPAa_eGnSs/Tcckz6UEavI/AAAAAAAABzY/w9e2gdTto98/s1600/%25C3%2589mileGaboriau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSPAa_eGnSs/Tcckz6UEavI/AAAAAAAABzY/w9e2gdTto98/s200/%25C3%2589mileGaboriau.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"O acaso só favorece os homens fortes, e isso irrita os tolos."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Émile Gaboriau) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4985372135410108554?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4985372135410108554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-emile-gaboriau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4985372135410108554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4985372135410108554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-emile-gaboriau.html' title='frase do Dia. Emile Gaboriau.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSPAa_eGnSs/Tcckz6UEavI/AAAAAAAABzY/w9e2gdTto98/s72-c/%25C3%2589mileGaboriau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8610782413036859579</id><published>2011-05-08T11:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T11:26:43.720-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><title type='text'>Versões My Way. IL Divo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81kBx9JEqH8/TcanovTHJnI/AAAAAAAABzU/Aj4rZhUzO-A/s1600/IlDivo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81kBx9JEqH8/TcanovTHJnI/AAAAAAAABzU/Aj4rZhUzO-A/s200/IlDivo.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O quarteto "&lt;i&gt;Il Divo&lt;/i&gt;", ideia do inglês Simon Cowell, é formado por bons cantores de ópera que, ao optar por dar nova roupagem para musicas consagradas,  logo se transformou em sucesso mundial. Desta forma, o grupo deixou sua marca na história do clássico "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;," ou “&lt;i&gt;A Mi Manera&lt;/i&gt;”,    título da versão em espanhol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O suíço Urs Bühler, o norte-americano David Miller, o espanhol Carlos Marín e o francês Sébastien Izambard,  todos, a exceção do último, músicos de formação clássica, fizeram ótimo trabalho e, portanto, merecem estar na galeria dos bons intérpretes de “My Way”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confira o desempenho do grupo, cujo vídeo, até a presente data, já contava com quase 1.500.000 acessos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uifNNK3lfGY" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8610782413036859579?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8610782413036859579/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/versoes-my-way-il-divo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8610782413036859579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8610782413036859579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/versoes-my-way-il-divo.html' title='Versões My Way. IL Divo.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81kBx9JEqH8/TcanovTHJnI/AAAAAAAABzU/Aj4rZhUzO-A/s72-c/IlDivo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3282332444862601383</id><published>2011-05-07T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:38:14.840-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. La Rochefoucauld.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjl6m8DuBeI/TcXJnvZj1JI/AAAAAAAABzQ/aDAVJ_nOvtw/s1600/Fran%25C3%25A7oisdeLaRochefoucauld.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjl6m8DuBeI/TcXJnvZj1JI/AAAAAAAABzQ/aDAVJ_nOvtw/s1600/Fran%25C3%25A7oisdeLaRochefoucauld.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O mais belo presente para o homem depois da sabedoria é a amizade "&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(François de La&amp;nbsp; Rochefoucauld)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="firstHeading" id="firstHeading"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3282332444862601383?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3282332444862601383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-la-rochefoucauld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3282332444862601383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3282332444862601383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-la-rochefoucauld.html' title='Frase do Dia. La Rochefoucauld.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjl6m8DuBeI/TcXJnvZj1JI/AAAAAAAABzQ/aDAVJ_nOvtw/s72-c/Fran%25C3%25A7oisdeLaRochefoucauld.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7374776099997478396</id><published>2011-05-07T11:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:29:40.919-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>Noel Rosa e Ema D’Ávilla. A história da música “O X do Problema”.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mfyZ4RQI0K4/TcVXLDJpT5I/AAAAAAAABzM/L4udAlfGJa8/s1600/Ema_DAvila1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mfyZ4RQI0K4/TcVXLDJpT5I/AAAAAAAABzM/L4udAlfGJa8/s200/Ema_DAvila1.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta versão para criação da Música "O X do problema" está em alguns livros de biografia de Noel Rosa. Fala-se que, em 1935, O “P&lt;i&gt;oeta da Vila&lt;/i&gt;” teria se encontrado casualmente com Ema D’Ávilla, irmã do comediante Valter D’Ávilla. A gaucha, em início de carreira, estava preocupado: iria participar de uma revista chamada "Rio Foles" de Jardel Jércolis e Geisa Bóscoli. A peça iria homenagear bairros do Rio de Janeiro e caberia a futura comediante cantar o bairro do Estácio de Sá. A atriz não escondia sua aflição, pois não tinha uma música inédita que falasse do bairro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parece não ter sido difícil para Noel. Admirador do bairro onde recebera influências musicais&amp;nbsp; dos chamados Bambas do Estácio, - Ismael Silva, Bide, Brancura, Nilton Bastos, dentre eles – em pouco tempo, Noel retornou à colega, com a música “O X do problema”.Humilde, ainda pediu desculpas, por não ter feito algo melhor devido ao pouco tempo que teve para compor a famosa canção: apenas um dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ouça a música na voz da saudosa Aracy de Almeida, uma das duas intérpretes preferidas do “&lt;i&gt;Filósofo do Samba&lt;/i&gt;” - a outra era Marília Batista. O samba é complementado pela talentosa cantora e violonista Camila Costa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Qwbx6g3uBh0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/9096197069147811026-7374776099997478396?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7374776099997478396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/noel-rosa-e-ema-davilla-historia-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7374776099997478396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7374776099997478396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/noel-rosa-e-ema-davilla-historia-da.html' title='Noel Rosa e Ema D’Ávilla. A história da música “O X do Problema”.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mfyZ4RQI0K4/TcVXLDJpT5I/AAAAAAAABzM/L4udAlfGJa8/s72-c/Ema_DAvila1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-9167710986189488611</id><published>2011-05-01T10:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:45:02.807-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Immanuel Kant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxFV5l3QXa8/Tb1ju9VgwXI/AAAAAAAABzI/qnLJL87ym98/s1600/Kant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxFV5l3QXa8/Tb1ju9VgwXI/AAAAAAAABzI/qnLJL87ym98/s200/Kant.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Toda reforma interior e toda mudança para melhor dependem  exclusivamente da aplicação do nosso próprio esforço"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Immanuel Kant)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-9167710986189488611?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/9167710986189488611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-immanuel-kant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9167710986189488611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9167710986189488611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-do-dia-immanuel-kant.html' title='Frase do Dia. Immanuel Kant'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxFV5l3QXa8/Tb1ju9VgwXI/AAAAAAAABzI/qnLJL87ym98/s72-c/Kant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2997402321133261478</id><published>2011-05-01T10:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T10:48:49.087-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>“Deusa da minha Rua”. A música que Sílvio Caldas não queria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eets1esziVI/Tb1hPT0iHcI/AAAAAAAABzE/SF-jRZuE_-4/s1600/NewtonTeixeira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eets1esziVI/Tb1hPT0iHcI/AAAAAAAABzE/SF-jRZuE_-4/s200/NewtonTeixeira.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da Música Popular Brasileira.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já citei, aqui, neste blog, vários casos interessantes de grandes sucessos que foram desprezados por cantores famosos e gravados por outros com maior senso de oportunidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com efeito, a história da MPB está cheia desses exemplos. O cantor Sílvio Caldas poderia ter engrossado essa estatística e amargado  a perda de um dos seus maiores sucessos, não fosse a obstinação do compósito Newton Teixeira (foto). O grande seresteiro não se mostrava muito interessado em gravar “Deusa da Minha Rua”, música do próprio Teixeira e letra de Jorge Faraj,  e só cedeu, segundo conta o musicólogo Jairo Severiano, depois de praticamente ser arrastando do Café Nice, por Newton ,para gravar nos estúdios da Victor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O fato aconteceu em 1939. A insistência do autor da música rendeu grandes frutos a Sílvio Caldas.  “Deusa da Minha Rua” transformou-se rapidamente em um dos maiores sucessos da MPB, foi regravada dezenas de vezes por cantores e cantoras famosas e é cantada até os dias de hoje pelos amantes da boa música.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L0YTFw9VjRk" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2997402321133261478?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2997402321133261478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/deusa-da-minha-rua-musica-que-silvio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2997402321133261478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2997402321133261478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/05/deusa-da-minha-rua-musica-que-silvio.html' title='“Deusa da minha Rua”. A música que Sílvio Caldas não queria.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eets1esziVI/Tb1hPT0iHcI/AAAAAAAABzE/SF-jRZuE_-4/s72-c/NewtonTeixeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2586876230766185991</id><published>2011-04-17T09:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:55:21.483-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Helmut Schmidt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmiMGmjawhQ/Tari9myIMTI/AAAAAAAABzA/Fx7GkPKoGdE/s1600/helmutSchmidt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmiMGmjawhQ/Tari9myIMTI/AAAAAAAABzA/Fx7GkPKoGdE/s200/helmutSchmidt.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Quem quiser alcançar um objetivo distante tem de dar muitos passos curtos. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (Helmut Schmidt)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2586876230766185991?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2586876230766185991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-helmut-schmidt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2586876230766185991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2586876230766185991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-helmut-schmidt.html' title='Frase do Dia. Helmut Schmidt.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmiMGmjawhQ/Tari9myIMTI/AAAAAAAABzA/Fx7GkPKoGdE/s72-c/helmutSchmidt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2528823619214530672</id><published>2011-04-16T11:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T11:43:35.361-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><title type='text'>Versões "My Way". Sex Pistols e Sid Vicious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WU6KJytgiRw/Tamnf7ntwsI/AAAAAAAABy8/DmtbQp16y_Q/s1600/SidVicious.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WU6KJytgiRw/Tamnf7ntwsI/AAAAAAAABy8/DmtbQp16y_Q/s1600/SidVicious.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tem gosto para tudo quando se trata de "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;." As versões vão do inglês ao japonês. Em ritmo de rock até ao sertanejo de Zezé de Camargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desta vez, a versão que apresento é bastante polêmica. Trata-se de uma maluquice do falecido cantor britânico Sid Vicious. &lt;span class="textgr"&gt;Sid é considerado por fãs como o maior ícone do punk rock. Para muitos, apenas&lt;/span&gt; um pseudo cantor, devido às suas interpretações desafinadas. O roqueiro teve uma carreira curta e conturbada. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="textgr"&gt;John Simon Ritchie, seu nome verdadeiro, integrou o grupo punk Sex Pistol. Chegou a ser preso, devido ao suposto assassinato da namorada Nancy Spungen,&lt;/span&gt; em um caso coberto de especulações e &amp;nbsp;até hoje não esclarecido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Previsível, até para o próprio cantor, sua morte veio cedo, aos 21 anos, em 2 de fevereiro de 1979, vítima de uma overdose de heroína, poucos meses após a morte da namorada. A performance irônica e agressiva do jovem rebelde em "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;" é considerada uma aberração, mas há quem goste: até a presente data já contava com quase seis milhões de acessos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WIXg9KUiy00" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/9096197069147811026-2528823619214530672?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2528823619214530672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/versoes-my-way-sex-pistols-e-sid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2528823619214530672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2528823619214530672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/versoes-my-way-sex-pistols-e-sid.html' title='Versões &quot;My Way&quot;. Sex Pistols e Sid Vicious.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WU6KJytgiRw/Tamnf7ntwsI/AAAAAAAABy8/DmtbQp16y_Q/s72-c/SidVicious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8552271832413009457</id><published>2011-04-12T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:47:20.292-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Franz Kafka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2uENRoovkk/TaTyedIa83I/AAAAAAAABy4/ZB7fXqmxBOI/s1600/FranzKafka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2uENRoovkk/TaTyedIa83I/AAAAAAAABy4/ZB7fXqmxBOI/s200/FranzKafka.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"O tempo é teu capital; tens de o saber utilizar. Perder tempo é estragar a vida"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Franz Kafka)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8552271832413009457?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8552271832413009457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-franz-kafka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8552271832413009457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8552271832413009457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-franz-kafka.html' title='Frase do Dia. Franz Kafka.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2uENRoovkk/TaTyedIa83I/AAAAAAAABy4/ZB7fXqmxBOI/s72-c/FranzKafka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-3846664104635785130</id><published>2011-04-10T22:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:18:36.662-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente do Ceará'/><title type='text'>A história da Música "Canção de Amor". Lúcio Alves não quis, Elizete sim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da MPB.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBTXcXxfJFw/TaJVaO-1U6I/AAAAAAAABy0/uSDzOiFTDFg/s1600/ElanodePaula.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBTXcXxfJFw/TaJVaO-1U6I/AAAAAAAABy0/uSDzOiFTDFg/s200/ElanodePaula.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n091Yy4-juc/TaJUxWYTMcI/AAAAAAAABys/FeSLPJqcfOM/s1600/Chocolate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n091Yy4-juc/TaJUxWYTMcI/AAAAAAAABys/FeSLPJqcfOM/s200/Chocolate.jpg" width="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Saudade, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;torrente de paixão, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;emoção diferente, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que aniquila a vida da gente, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uma dor que eu não sei de onde vem...”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já comentei, neste blog, uma considerável quantidade de músicas que foram inicialmente recusadas por cantores famosos e que outros artistas, com maior senso de oportunidade, gravaram e obtiveram grandes sucessos. "Canção de Amor", um belo e melancólico samba canção composto por Chocolate (foto esquerda) ,em parceria com Elano de Paula, (foto à direita) gravado em 1950, é mais um exemplo de obra rejeitada que se transformaria em grande sucesso, sendo responsável em alavancar a carreira de uma grande cantora.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O samba, conta Chocolate, foi oferecido a Lúcio Alves que, de acordo com o compositor, “&lt;i&gt;passou três meses e não deu nem pelota&lt;/i&gt;” e continuou: “&lt;i&gt;até que uma cantora que trabalhava na Guanabara, Elizete Cardoso, começou a pegar no meu pé ‘Eu quero o samba... Eu quero o samba... ’ Eu dei o samba para ela... tinha que ser dela mesmo”&lt;/i&gt;. Desta forma, a música que foi recusada por Lúcio Alves, ironicamente, ficou imortalizada na voz da Divina. Hoje, faz parte do cancioneiro brasileiro. A música chegou a ser tema da Minissérie JK, da Rede Globo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comento: Outra curiosidade da canção: Elano de Paula, o autor da letra, é irmão mais velho do comediante Chico Anísio. Já o autor da música, Dorival Silva, o Chocolate, não era músico&amp;nbsp; por formação, por este motivo, sua extrema sensibilidade musical era externada por meio da imitação do som de um suposto instrumento pessoal, conforme contou Chico Anísio: “.&lt;i&gt;.. Chocolate não tocava nenhum instrumento, ele tocava poió, ele dizia: Popoió, poió, poió, pó poió...&lt;/i&gt;”. Desta forma, compôs vários sucessos, como o samba-canção "Vida de bailarina", com Américo Seixas, gravada por Ângela Maria e também por Elis Regina, “Hino ao Músico”, com letra reivindicada por Chico Anísio e "Triste melodia", parceria com Di Veras, gravado por Cauby Peixoto, dentre tantas outras.  “Hino ao Músico” ficaria famosa ao se tornar prefixo do programa Chico Anísio Show.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate, falecido em 1989, também era comediante e atuou por muitos anos na Praça da Alegria, Elano Viana de Oliveira Paula é cearense de Maranguape, é escritor e um bem sucedido empresário. Mora, atualmente, em Fortaleza.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xJYyaar0DUA" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_5Lq2bXU9CA" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-3846664104635785130?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/3846664104635785130/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/historia-da-musica-cancao-de-amor-lucio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3846664104635785130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/3846664104635785130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/historia-da-musica-cancao-de-amor-lucio.html' title='A história da Música &quot;Canção de Amor&quot;. Lúcio Alves não quis, Elizete sim.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBTXcXxfJFw/TaJVaO-1U6I/AAAAAAAABy0/uSDzOiFTDFg/s72-c/ElanodePaula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-445570814854660044</id><published>2011-04-10T22:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:00:13.563-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Sêneca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFdQUMFo-M/TaJSg272bPI/AAAAAAAAByo/s9y6dEE-kGc/s1600/S%25C3%25AAneca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFdQUMFo-M/TaJSg272bPI/AAAAAAAAByo/s9y6dEE-kGc/s200/S%25C3%25AAneca.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ninguém ama a patria porque é grande, mas porque é sua"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sêneca)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-445570814854660044?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/445570814854660044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-seneca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/445570814854660044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/445570814854660044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/frase-do-dia-seneca.html' title='Frase do Dia. Sêneca'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YiFdQUMFo-M/TaJSg272bPI/AAAAAAAAByo/s9y6dEE-kGc/s72-c/S%25C3%25AAneca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8704436929229362416</id><published>2011-04-02T10:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:43:44.976-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cotidiano'/><title type='text'>Renato Teixeira no BNB Clube de Fortaleza.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VurCk4u28gs/TZclMrsw-rI/AAAAAAAAByk/itYYk_AC_J8/s1600/RenatoTeixeira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VurCk4u28gs/TZclMrsw-rI/AAAAAAAAByk/itYYk_AC_J8/s1600/RenatoTeixeira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje é dia de ouvir “Romaria”, “Frete”, "Amora", "Casinha de Campo", "Amizade Sincera" e tantas outras belas canções sertanejas, na voz suave de Renato Teixeira. O cantor, que já está com mais de quarenta anos de estrada, se apresentará, desta vez, acompanhado dos filhos Chico Teixeira ,no violão de doze cordas e João Lavraz, no baixo. O evento faz parte da programação cultural do BNB CLUBE e começa as 21:00h. Quem abre o show é o cantor, compositor, poeta e repentista cearense Rozamato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite promete. Já comprei meu ingresso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Informações do Evento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHOW RENATO TEIXEIRA E ROZAMATO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local: BNB Clube (Avenida Santos Dumont, 3646)&lt;br /&gt;Data: hoje, 02 de abril de 2011 &lt;br /&gt;Horário: 21 horas&lt;br /&gt;Ingresso: R$ 18 (meia/sócio) e R$ 36 (inteira)&lt;br /&gt;Mais informações: 4006 7200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SOlIzt8kDtY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-8704436929229362416?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8704436929229362416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/renato-teixeira-no-bnb-clube-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8704436929229362416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8704436929229362416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/04/renato-teixeira-no-bnb-clube-de.html' title='Renato Teixeira no BNB Clube de Fortaleza.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VurCk4u28gs/TZclMrsw-rI/AAAAAAAAByk/itYYk_AC_J8/s72-c/RenatoTeixeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-7980617007628873252</id><published>2011-03-29T21:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:14:41.025-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. São Beda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMMmSCmFU1A/TZJ1uaBy89I/AAAAAAAAByg/Roayt1iHuY4/s1600/S%25C3%25A3oBeda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMMmSCmFU1A/TZJ1uaBy89I/AAAAAAAAByg/Roayt1iHuY4/s1600/S%25C3%25A3oBeda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Há três caminhos para o fracasso: não ensinar o que se sabe, não  praticar o que se ensina, e não perguntar o que se ignora”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (São Beda)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-7980617007628873252?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/7980617007628873252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-sao-beda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7980617007628873252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/7980617007628873252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-sao-beda.html' title='Frase do Dia. São Beda.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TMMmSCmFU1A/TZJ1uaBy89I/AAAAAAAAByg/Roayt1iHuY4/s72-c/S%25C3%25A3oBeda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-2224933127203767236</id><published>2011-03-27T18:38:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T18:46:16.859-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>O Café Nice e o comércio de músicas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O lendário Café Nice, com certeza, é o bar mais famoso Brasil, quando o assunto é música popular brasileira. O famoso recanto do Rio de Janeiro reinou, na Avenida Rio branco, 174, entre 1928 e 1956, como ponto de encontro obrigatório de grandes artistas – um número considerável de músicos, cantores e compositores de todas as origens sociais, que lá se dirigiam para, entre um e outro gole, compor e apresentar novas obras. Não apenas isso: o bar também era cenário de práticas que, apesar de desaprováveis, eram comuns na primeira metade do século XX: O recurso da venda de músicas por parte de compositores com dificuldades financeiras e do plágio, afinal, várias canções eram criadas ou apresentadas informalmente e em primeira mão naquele ambiente impregnado de musicalidade, o que favorecia a prática nefasta da apropriação de obras de terceiros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com efeito, a máxima de Sinhô “&lt;i&gt;Samba é igual a passarinho: é de quem pegar&lt;/i&gt;”, parece ter sido seguida, à risca, no Nice. O jornalista Nestor Holanda, certa vez, declarou: “&lt;i&gt;O Café Nice talvez tenha sido o maior ponto de comércio de sambas do mundo” &lt;/i&gt;e continuou: "&lt;i&gt;porque não temos notícia de outro local tão movimentado, tão procurado e onde canções de todos os gêneros tenham sido tão vultuosamente transacionadas&lt;/i&gt;". O jornalista, para ilustrar sua avaliação, exemplificou com uma interessante história  na qual participou pessoalmente em companhia do compositor Haroldo Lobo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nestor, freqüentador assíduo do Nice, falava a Haroldo Lobo sobre um argumento para uma música de Carnaval ofertada despretensiosamente pelo amigo José Vanderley: “&lt;i&gt;Quem tem culpa tem medo”.&lt;/i&gt; O tema, segundo Vanderley, tinha um duplo sentido bem carnavalesco.  Haroldo, experiente, alertou o amigo Nestor: “&lt;i&gt;a idéia é boa, mas fale baixo, alguém pode ouvir e vai roubá-la. Até parece que você não conhece o Nice!&lt;/i&gt;”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nestor retrucou dizendo que não havia ninguém no bar, a exceção de um inofensivo e desconhecido velhinho, sentado em uma mesa próxima. Lobo insistiu: “&lt;i&gt;Nestor, até as paredes do Nice tem ouvidos para roubar idéias...&lt;/i&gt;”. Convencidos dos riscos, os dois resolveram ir para um lugar mais tranqüilo para concluir a parceria.   Estavam em uma sala da SBAT – Sociedade Brasileira de Autores Teatrais, quando, em pouco tempo, chegou o compositor Zé da Zilda eufórico: “&lt;i&gt;vejam o tema&amp;nbsp; que tenho para o Carnaval&lt;/i&gt;” e cantou&amp;nbsp; “&lt;i&gt;Quem tem culpa tem medo...&lt;/i&gt;”. Surpreso, Haroldo perguntou: “&lt;i&gt;quem te deu essa idéia?&lt;/i&gt;”. “&lt;i&gt;Foi um pobre velhinho que veio agora do Nice. Até dei 20 cruzeiros de gorjeta...&lt;/i&gt;” respondeu Zé da Zilda.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Restou a Haroldo Lobo o comentário óbvio para o frustrado parceiro: “&lt;i&gt;eu não te disse?&lt;/i&gt;”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hPchgPb_i6s" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-2224933127203767236?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/2224933127203767236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-cafe-nice-e-o-comercio-de-musicas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2224933127203767236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/2224933127203767236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-cafe-nice-e-o-comercio-de-musicas.html' title='O Café Nice e o comércio de músicas.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hPchgPb_i6s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-9131891649984845479</id><published>2011-03-25T22:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:15:49.119-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia.Simone de Beauvoir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yDwLymeVn_A/TY1ESpEcBXI/AAAAAAAAByc/7jpfCE20ZB0/s1600/SimonedeBeauvoir.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yDwLymeVn_A/TY1ESpEcBXI/AAAAAAAAByc/7jpfCE20ZB0/s200/SimonedeBeauvoir.gif" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"A liberdade nunca será concedida, ela sempre será uma conquista" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Simone de Beauvoir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-9131891649984845479?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/9131891649984845479/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-paulo-freiresimone-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9131891649984845479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/9131891649984845479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-paulo-freiresimone-de.html' title='Frase do Dia.Simone de Beauvoir.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yDwLymeVn_A/TY1ESpEcBXI/AAAAAAAAByc/7jpfCE20ZB0/s72-c/SimonedeBeauvoir.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6948352661296114331</id><published>2011-03-19T11:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:57:56.046-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Versões My Way'/><title type='text'>Versões  My Way. Os Três Amigos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NSf4YUc62WY/TYTEOEMfaSI/AAAAAAAAByU/Sz1-srlWDNA/s1600/Ostr%25C3%25AAsAmigos.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NSf4YUc62WY/TYTEOEMfaSI/AAAAAAAAByU/Sz1-srlWDNA/s1600/Ostr%25C3%25AAsAmigos.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os três amigos : os tenores plácido Domingo, José Carreras e Luciano Pavarotti também apresentaram sua versão de "&lt;i&gt;My Way&lt;/i&gt;". Desta vez, perante um emocionado e já debilitado Frank Sinatra, então com 78 anos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sinatra, para mim, é o melhor intérprete da famosa música. A apresentação foi realizada em 1994, no show de encerramento da Copa do Mundo de Futebol dos EUA e vencida pelo Brasil. A apresentação histórica teve como regente outro gigante da música: o maestro indiano Zubin Mehta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uxtV3J2-KRE" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6948352661296114331?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6948352661296114331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/versoes-my-way-os-tres-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6948352661296114331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6948352661296114331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/versoes-my-way-os-tres-amigos.html' title='Versões  My Way. Os Três Amigos.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NSf4YUc62WY/TYTEOEMfaSI/AAAAAAAAByU/Sz1-srlWDNA/s72-c/Ostr%25C3%25AAsAmigos.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-942153716567331509</id><published>2011-03-15T21:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:29:23.535-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Henry Thoreau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rdxp1f7cBj4/TYAEPK3WuwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/S1Iz0EOt3Mg/s1600/HenryThoreau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rdxp1f7cBj4/TYAEPK3WuwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/S1Iz0EOt3Mg/s200/HenryThoreau.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Quase todos os homens sabem ganhar dinheiro;mas não há um num milhão que saiba gastá-lo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Henry Thoreau)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-942153716567331509?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/942153716567331509/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-henry-thoreau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/942153716567331509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/942153716567331509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-henry-thoreau.html' title='Frase do Dia. Henry Thoreau.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Rdxp1f7cBj4/TYAEPK3WuwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/S1Iz0EOt3Mg/s72-c/HenryThoreau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-8893578513620362504</id><published>2011-03-13T22:16:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:27:42.437-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades da Musica Popular Brasileira'/><title type='text'>As duas versões da história do samba “É luxo só”.  Qual a verdadeira?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tFvLMutQH7E/TX1tksG3Y2I/AAAAAAAAByM/ZbITNZoIVGA/s1600/JaymeOvalle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tFvLMutQH7E/TX1tksG3Y2I/AAAAAAAAByM/ZbITNZoIVGA/s200/JaymeOvalle.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosidades da MPB.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na década de 40, o compositor Jayme Ovalle (foto), assistia um ensaio de um grupo de samba em Nova York. O compositor, conhecido por seu senso musical, não estava satisfeito com o desempenho do baterista, um porto-riquenho, por sinal, o único não brasileiro do conjunto. Irritado com o que não considerava ritmo de samba, Ovalle resolveu intervir na apresentação: &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Não é teco-teco-teco o tempo todo, meu amigo: é teco-teco-teco – telecoteco! Se não tiver telecoteco não é samba”.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois da aula improvisada, Ovalle, gesticulando com as mãos, passou a reger o pobre músico, repetindo o som onomatopaico característico do samba: &lt;i&gt;“telecoteco... telecoteco... telecoteco...”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fernando Sabino, testemunha do ocorrido, contou a história para Ary Barroso, que, segundo o escritor, se inspirou para criar o samba “É luxo só”, composto em 1957, em parceria com Luiz Peixoto. O trecho que se refere ao telecoteco de Ovalle está presente na introdução de algumas gravações, mas foi omitida em versões famosas, como a de João Gilberto e Gal Costa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A história é contada na obra “Livro Aberto – Páginas soltas”, do próprio Fernando Sabino e replicada no livro “Santo Sujo - A vida de Jaime Ovalle”, uma excelente biografia do compositor belenense, escrita por Humberto Werneck. Entretanto, a saudosa Elizeth Cardoso deu uma versão diferente para a gênese da música. Ela conta que Ary se preparava para um show chamado ”Mister Samba”, dirigido por Carlos Machado, em que a Divina só cantaria músicas de Ary Barroso. O autor de “Aquarela do Brasil”, ao assistir o ensaio geral, não teria gostado da música que encerrava o espetáculo. Pediu um tempo a cantora e propôs “É luxo só”, portanto, a música, segundo Elizeth Cardoso, teria sido feita em sua homenagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ary Barroso era um admirador declarado de Elizeth, a quem chamava de “Artista de Raça”. Fernando Sabino, por sua vez, era um velho amigo de Ary, nas divertidas conversas do Bar Vilariño. As versões de Sabino e Elizeth são bastante plausíveis e não excludentes. É perfeitamente possível que as duas, provavelmente com enfeites, sejam reais.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ouça, no primeiro vídeo, a música “É luxo só”, com a introdução atribuída ao destempero de Jayme Ovalle.&amp;nbsp; A declaração de Elizeth está no segundo vídeo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Êta samba cai&lt;br /&gt;Pra lá, cai pra cá, cai prá lá, cai pra cá,&lt;br /&gt;Êta samba cai&lt;br /&gt;Pra lá, cai pra cá, cai prá lá, cai pra cá,&lt;br /&gt;Mexe com as cadeiras, mulatas,&lt;br /&gt;E no requebrado me maltrata, ai, ai&lt;br /&gt;Samba, samba&lt;br /&gt;Sem telecoteco não é samba&lt;br /&gt;Samba, samba&lt;br /&gt;O meu samba não vem sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Traz muito amor&lt;br /&gt;Traz alma e carinho&lt;br /&gt;Olha esta mulata quando dança&lt;br /&gt;É luxo só...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nota: O paraense Jayme Ovalle é autor de obras primas, como “Azulão” e “Modinha”, músicas que&amp;nbsp; teve como parceiro, seu grande amigo Manuel Bandeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0_HZ-SQmGE0" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NfnDOG5VVeo" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;b&gt;Werneck,&lt;/b&gt;Humberto; Santo Sujo, A vida de Jaime Ovalle, editora Cosac Naify, 2008.&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/9096197069147811026-8893578513620362504?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/8893578513620362504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-duas-versoes-da-historia-do-samba-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8893578513620362504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/8893578513620362504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-duas-versoes-da-historia-do-samba-e.html' title='As duas versões da história do samba “É luxo só”.  Qual a verdadeira?'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tFvLMutQH7E/TX1tksG3Y2I/AAAAAAAAByM/ZbITNZoIVGA/s72-c/JaymeOvalle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6253005964463617301</id><published>2011-03-06T09:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:30:49.002-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase do Dia'/><title type='text'>Frase do Dia. Benjamin Franklin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vApnKZj1R4k/TXN-TuPY9SI/AAAAAAAAByI/DIniNwPDu8g/s1600/Benjamin+Franklin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vApnKZj1R4k/TXN-TuPY9SI/AAAAAAAAByI/DIniNwPDu8g/s200/Benjamin+Franklin.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As leis brandas demais são raramente obedecidas, e as leis severas demais, raramente aplicadas."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Benjamin Franklin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6253005964463617301?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6253005964463617301/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-benjamin-franklin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6253005964463617301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6253005964463617301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-benjamin-franklin.html' title='Frase do Dia. Benjamin Franklin.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vApnKZj1R4k/TXN-TuPY9SI/AAAAAAAAByI/DIniNwPDu8g/s72-c/Benjamin+Franklin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-6418566643755226885</id><published>2011-03-06T09:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:33:23.395-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><title type='text'>A volta da Revista Singular.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yELKQb1bqg4/TXN5aDmlxrI/AAAAAAAAByA/2FjCqyFa6CA/s1600/RevistaSingularedi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yELKQb1bqg4/TXN5aDmlxrI/AAAAAAAAByA/2FjCqyFa6CA/s400/RevistaSingularedi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o29.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://singularevista.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quem está feliz da vida é o meu amigo jornalista Eliézer Rodrigues. Ele lançou, no último sábado, dia 26 de março, no Flórida Bar, mais uma edição impressa da sua prestigiada “Revista Singular”. O evento contou com a participação de amigos, jornalistas, intelectuais e formadores de opinião. Nesta edição, a revista inovou mais uma vez: agora também é possível acessar as matérias&amp;nbsp; na versão eletrônica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eliézer merece toda a admiração do meio cultural cearense. Sua obstinação em manter um veículo de qualidade, mesmo com toda dificuldade de patrocínio, é digna de louvor. Desta vez, tive a honra de colaborar com o um artigo sobre a história do Carnaval e das velhas marchinhas.  Quem quiser conferir a versão digital ou identificar canais de contato, basta acessar o link &lt;a href="http://singularevista.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://singularevista.blogspot.com. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-6418566643755226885?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/6418566643755226885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/lancada-mais-uma-edicao-da-revista.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6418566643755226885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/6418566643755226885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/lancada-mais-uma-edicao-da-revista.html' title='A volta da Revista Singular.'/><author><name>Ricardo Meira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15178088601972308308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urzeKywUhQI/TS7Ybyd0v5I/AAAAAAAABuU/AL1bDv7zP3k/S220/Ricardo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yELKQb1bqg4/TXN5aDmlxrI/AAAAAAAAByA/2FjCqyFa6CA/s72-c/RevistaSingularedi%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9096197069147811026.post-4513369775799264845</id><published>2011-03-05T23:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:19:20.265-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vídeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memória'/><title type='text'>Virgínia Lane. Sassaricando, Vídeo de 1952.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKQ4JFI8ci0/TXLuzlt5DUI/AAAAAAAABx4/v12pk3pMggM/s1600/Virg%25C3%25ADniaLane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKQ4JFI8ci0/TXLuzlt5DUI/AAAAAAAABx4/v12pk3pMggM/s200/Virg%25C3%25ADniaLane.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Em tempo de Carnaval, nunca é demais relembrar Virgínia Lane. A "Vedete do Brasil", título dado pelo presidente Getúlio Vargas, canta "Sassaricando", marcha lançada em 1952 que, até hoje, é um grande sucesso no período momino. A cena é do filme TUDO AZUL de 1952, dirigido por Moacyr Fenelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Virgínia completou noventa e um anos no último dia 28 de fevereiro de 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dy5f90XhCi8" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-4513369775799264845?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/4513369775799264845/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/virginia-lane-sassaricando-video-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4513369775799264845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/4513369775799264845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/virginia-lane-sassaricando-video-de.html' title='Virgínia Lane. 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Joseph Joubert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YsaW8KT3knQ/TXLf2Rl2pTI/AAAAAAAABx0/4Pa38xqeaR4/s1600/JosephJoubert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YsaW8KT3knQ/TXLf2Rl2pTI/AAAAAAAABx0/4Pa38xqeaR4/s200/JosephJoubert.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ensinar é aprender duas vezes."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Joseph Joubert)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9096197069147811026-5209456037470415940?l=drzem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/feeds/5209456037470415940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-joseph-joubert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5209456037470415940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9096197069147811026/posts/default/5209456037470415940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drzem.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-do-dia-joseph-joubert.html' title='Frase do Dia. 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