“especulações dão conta de que um caminhão de dinheiro ronda as escolas de samba, a reboque de um enredo – misericórdia – em homenagem a luciano huck. é isso mesmo, você não leu errado: a obra deste brasileiro incrível exaltada no altar do carnaval. dos píncaros da minha desimportância, olho a minha coleção de 30 credenciais e preparo o cartão pra compra de uma passagem em direção a um buraco bem remoto do mundo, o mais longe possível dessa tragédia… fala sério!!”
dia 21 recheado de momentos inesquecíveis… entre eles, a volta de nosso chapaço pedro só ao jornal o globo… que espetáculo! o Jornalismo agradece muuuuito!
o STF declarou, hoje, o sport de recife campeão brasileiro de 1987 após séculos de disputas. ao noticiar o fato, o globo ilustrou a matéria com a foto do time derrotado…
hahaha… e o texto ainda mostra a onda tirada pelo clube com a decisão final:
– O Flamengo se manifestou anunciando que aguardará a publicação da decisão para avaliar se caberá novo recurso. Nas redes sociais, o clube publicou uma foto do time de 87, com o texto “Campeão Brasileiro de 1987” –
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mas que momento, hein? redes sociais? ahhhhhhhhh, tá
The Greatest War Photographer You’ve Never Heard Of
Very few women went to Vietnam as journalists, and even fewer as dedicated war photojournalists. In fact, for most of the 1960s, there were only two: Dickie Chapelle, who was killed by a grenade in 1965, and Catherine Leroy.
Leroy was widely considered the most daring photographer in Vietnam. She almost certainly spent the most time in combat — in part because she had no money, having traveled from her native France to Vietnam as a freelancer in 1966 with no contracts and a short list of published work. Living with soldiers meant that she could eat rations and sleep in the countryside.
Leroy faced no shortage of sexism. After she parachuted into combat during Operation Junction City, in early 1967, rumors circulated that she had slept with a colonel in exchange for permission. In fact, she had earned her parachutist license as a teenager, and had already jumped 84 times. Still, she developed a reputation as a photographer quickly, selling photos to The Associated Press and U.P.I.
At one point during the Tet offensive, in early 1968, she was captured by the North Vietnamese Army while with the French journalist Francois Mazure. There was a young lieutenant that they could converse with in French. They explained that they were journalists and would do no harm, so the soldiers decided to let them go. But first she persuaded them to let her take photos, saying that it was important because only one side of the story was being seen. The photos ran as a cover story in Life magazine, which she wrote herself.
Leroy never promoted herself or her work, which is one reason she remains largely unknown among the war photographers of the day (though not forgotten: In 2015 the writer and filmmaker Jacques Menasche completed a documentary about her career, “Cathy at War”; a clip from the film is available here). But she was one of the Vietnam War’s most lauded photojournalists, winning Picture of the Year from the George Polk Awards and, for her later work in Lebanon, the Robert Capa Gold Medal.
Later in life, Leroy ran a vintage clothing website. She died in Santa Monica, Calif., in 2006.
gosto pra meirelles de elton… os discos “tumbleweed connection” e “madman across the water” estão na minha prateleira de favoritos de todos os tempos… e, felizmente, já tive a sorte de cruzar com ele em algumas oportunidades… no palco.
pela proximidade de mais uma visita de sir reginald ao brasa, o globo se empolgou e tascou no ar o maior textão sobre o cidadão, assinado por duas responsáveis… UAU.
só que, aos primeiros segundos de leitura, pipocaram informações que comprometeram muito a continuação da mesma… ôxente, nem vou empacar no tal show do wembley empire pool (?????!!!!!!), em 1975… mas, pelamordedeus, a essa altura do championship, uma matéria musical no GLOBO (assinada por duas jornalistas) chamar a publicação ROLLING STONE de ROLLING STONES é dose pra mamute enfurecido em décimo mês de gestação:
– Em 1975, o artista vendeu cerca de dois milhões de álbuns e reuniu mais de 60 mil pessoas no Wembley Empire Pool, em Londres, como O GLOBO publicou em 24 de julho de 1975.
– Entre os seus mais de 30 álbuns, ”Goodbye yellow brick road” (1973) e ”Captain Fantastic and the brown dirt cowboy” (1975) estão incluídos no ranking de melhores discos do século XX, elaborado pela revista “Rolling Stones”.
– Sem (?!) nunca tinha aparecido com uma namorada em público, em 1976, numa entrevista à “Rolling Stones”, admitiu ser bissexual
– Por duas vezes, participou do Rock in Rio, abrindo o evento no Palco Mundo em 23 de novembro de 2011 e 20 de setembro de 2015. O músico já confirmou mais um espetáculo no festival em 2017.
e o textão ficará no ar, eternamente. afinal, pertence ao acervo do jornal.
Bill Flanagan: A few years ago I went to one of your concerts and found myself sitting next to Ornette Coleman. After the show I went backstage and there were some very famous rock musicians and actors waiting around, but the only person you invited into your dressing room was Ornette. Do you feel a connection with those jazz guys?
Bob Dylan: Yeah, I always have. I knew Ornette a little bit and we did have a few things in common. He faced a lot of adversity, the critics were against him, other jazz players that were jealous. He was doing something so new, so groundbreaking, they didn’t understand it. It wasn’t unlike the abuse that was thrown at me for doing some of the same kind of things, although with different forms of music.
Essa aqui eu soube pelo Bento Araújo, que publicou na página dele do Facebook: um colecionador, de nome Cristiano Grimaldi, digitalizou e disponibilizou na web todas edições da primeira encarnação da Rolling Stone brazuca. Confere: https://www.pedrarolante.com.br/
circulando pela parte fuNda da piscina, o jornalista ricardo schott (apresentador do programa “acorde” na rádio roquette pinto fm) reverberou o #221 com as seguintes letrinhas:
“O roNca roNca de ontem está muito bonito. E muito triste. O repertório (apresentado sem as aparições de Mauricio Valladares e Shogun) é inteiramente dedicado a uma amiga do programa que saiu de cena na segunda de carnaval. Se fazer rádio decente (na web ou na FM) hoje em dia é um ato de coragem, fazer um programa como esses é um procedimento bem mais corajoso ainda.”
o prefeito da cidade de são sebastião resolveu ignorar o momento mais simbólico-histórico-tradicional do embalo não comparecendo à “entrega de chave” que marca, oficialmente, o início do reinado de momo… simplesmente, mandou o lima, tomou doril, c_ _ _ u solenemente no rito ancestral da cariocada… que situação mais patética, hein? tá tudo AQUI.
mas é o tal negócio, não sei se já esperavam essa maluquice dele logo aos primeiros minutos do mandato… mas o fato é que tudo isso está perfeitamente alinhado às idéias do elemento.
lembra que, recentemente, no roNca, comentamos que o carnaval de rua atual pode tomar um toco sinistróide dos responsáveis pelo “bom comportamento” da cidade?
pois é, tô achando que o toco já está em prática… e como tudo é cíclico e do jeito que as coisas estão andando, logo logo, o carná poderá ter uma configuração muuuuito diferente pelas ruas da cidade maravilhosa… sempre lembrando que dorinha está fazendo de tudo para são paulo abocanhar todos os turistas do universo… e vamos combinar que em preço, segurança e qualidade de serviços a tchurma do 011 dá de dez na do 021… só falta a praia, mero detalhe pra quem tá numas de ficar zozó / totalmente chamberlain por quatro (ou oito) dias seguidos entoando “olha a cabeleira do zezé”.
engrossando o caldo, o ouvinte luiz mandou as letras que o jornalista aydano andré motta (conhecedor deep de momo) postou:
estarão arrependidos a liga e os presidentes das escolas pelo apoio que deram ao crivella?? acho que já deu pra sentir o apreço que ele tem pelo carnaval, né??? e já deu pra entender o que ele (não) vai fazer ano que vem, certo?
editei o post para acrescentar um comentário: como na história da TV globo, a cobrança tem de ser na turma do samba que o apoiou. o crivella jamais escondeu o que é e o que pensa. errados estão os sambistas que o apoiaram. o nome do que eles fizeram é traição.
Justiça decide, em caráter liminar, que clássicos cariocas terão torcida única
Sexta-feira, 17/02/2017 – 17:13
O juiz Guilherme Schilling, do Juizado Especial do Torcedor e dos Grandes Eventos do Rio, acaba de decidir, em caráter liminar, que os clássicos regionais no Rio serão realizados com torcida única. Isto atinge Flamengo, Vasco, Botafogo e Fluminense.
Só terão direito a entrar no estádio os torcedores do clube que tiver o mando de campo. Trata-se de uma medida para evitar brigas como a do último domingo, no entorno do Engenhão, na partida entre Flamengo e Botafogo. O pedido foi feito pelo promotor de Justiça Rodrigo Terra.
Agora, a Federação de Futebol do Estado do Rio (Ferj) terá que adequar seu regulamento para cumprir a medida judicial. Se a decisão for descumprida, a multa é de R$ 30 mil por dia, a ser paga pelos clubes, pela CBF e pela Ferj. Cabe recurso.
este é o cd tributaço ao kinks que acompanha a nova edição da revista MOJO, ainda inédita no brasa… e que tem ray davies na capa:
belezuríssima, né?
acontece, que pra situation ser ainda mais cascuda, prestenção em quem interpreta a música “no return”…
1 David Watts
by American Wrestlers
While the song is named after a concert promoter from Rutland who worked with The Kinks in 1966, David Watts sees Ray Davies reaching back to his school days and casting envious looks in the direction of a former head boy. The Jam’s muscular cover of this tune in 1978 emphasised its venomous lyrics. In contrast to this, acclaimed St Louis-based indie-rockers American Wrestlers deliver a version packed with yearning.
2 Death Of A Clown
By Wreckless Eric
The Kinks touring schedule was always arduous, while perceived mismanagement led to Ray’s guitar-playing brother Dave casting himself in the role of a circus entertainer. The pathos of Dave’s original is underlined by the irrepressible Wreckless Eric – himself a national treasure – whose acerbic rendition begins with canned laughter possibly culled from a ’70s quiz show. What follows is a sneering reading of a track that Dave issued as a solo single prior to the album’s release.
3 Two Sisters
By Les Limiñanas Feat Anton Newcombe
It is not hard to decode the story of Sylvilla and Percilla, two sisters with contrasting responsibilities. The first is single and fancy-free, the second is married with responsibilities. Substitute Dave and Ray Davies’s names into the narrative of sibling jealousy and you arrive at the track’s original inspiration. The song’s kitchen-sink angst is evident on this wildly psychedelic interpretation by French duo, Les Limiñanas, who enlist The Brian Jonestown Massacre’s Anton Newcombe to crank up the tension.
4 No Return
By Boogarins
A sophisticated songwriter from the very start of The Kinks’ career, Ray Davies drew on bossa nova for inspiration for this tune. In a bid to return the track to its roots, MOJO asked Brazilian psychedelic outfit Boogarins – named after a popular flower grown in their homeland – to try their hand at this number. The result is a fantastically woozy cover, with a seductive, hypnotic ebb and flow.
5 Harry Rag
By Modern Studies
If No Return embraces the exotic, then the nicotine-stained Harry Rag is Ray Davies drawing on something closer to home, namely vaudeville and music hall influences which he encountered first-hand thanks to his father. Modern Studies amplify the original track’s sense of nostalgia, as they translate it into a remarkable baroque, neo-folk piece that is rich in texture and detail. Like Ray himself, the Glasgow-via-Yorkshire four-piece appear to hear an olde world.
6 Tin Soldier Man
By Declan McKenna
Having just turned 18, Hertfordshire-born songwriter Declan McKenna is an old head on young shoulders. With a clutch of EPs and singles to his name, he is working on his debut album with producer James Ford and interrupted his day job to contribute this rousing version of Tin Soldier Man. It proves that clearly great things beckon for an artist who, less than two years ago, decided to forego his A-levels in favour of a career in music.
7 Situation Vacant
By Chuck Prophet
Along with Waterloo Sunset’s more famous couple – Terry and Julie – the protagonists of this tune, Suzy and Johnny, were vessels for Ray Davies’ shattered romantic idealism. Here, Johnny’s attempt to please his mother-in-law and his “little mama” simply lead to unemployment. Fellow storyteller Chuck Prophet, formerly of US Americana pioneers Green On Red, keeps the original’s bleakness intact on this spirited cover, resplendent with its mid-‘70s-Kinks-style guitar solo.
8 Love Me Till The Sun Shines
By Grumbling Fur
Another tune written by Dave Davies, Love Me Till The Sun Shines again appears to inhabit the vacuum at the heart of pop stardom, disillusionment rippling throughout the lyrics. Surfing between the realms of psychedelia, electronic music and avant-pop, the British duo of Alexander Tucker and Daniel O’Sullivan give the original’s barely submerged ennui an ‘80s-style makeover. Imagine Godley and Creme doing Davies and Davies.
9 Lazy Old Sun
By Jacco Gardner
Twenty-eight year-old Dutch musical adventurer, Jacco Gardner has released two albums of sun-dappled psychedelia, making him the ideal candidate to tackle this Mellotron-soaked, raga-inspired tune. While there can be no escape from the heaviness of the lyrics – “When I am dead and gone/Your light will shine eternally,” writes Ray – Gardner creates a swirling musical backdrop where Sgt. Pepper vibes abound.
10 Afternoon Tea
By Max Jury
A very British ritual is employed by Ray Davies to revisit a place where nostalgia cloaks a sense of loss, in this case abandonment by a girl named Donna. In many respects, this makes Afternoon Tea the archetypal Ray ‘love’ song, and its all-pervading sense of quotidian failure is given an edge of jaunty sophistication by acclaimed Des Moines singer-songwriter Max Jury.
11 Funny Face
By Mick Harvey
While Kinks mythology has it that Dave enjoyed the freedoms that came with stardom where Ray did not, the younger Davies’ contributions to Something Else tell a different story. Here, too, the guitarist can’t hide his yearning for an old flame, encasing his emotions in a medical allegory. Former Bad Seed and esteemed solo artist Mick Harvey allows the lyricism of this bittersweet tune to ring out fully.
12 End Of The Season
By Nada Surf
Bird song introduces the original version of what is ostensibly another of Ray’s love songs. And yet, the lampooning, semi-crooned vocal soon turns to usher in what is in fact a political commentary. Its musical warmth, however, is maintained on this burnished version by much-loved New York alternative types Nada Surf (themselves celebrating 25 years of active service). Here, frontman Matthew Caws delivers a vocal performance that adds to the wistful quality of the original.
13 Waterloo Sunset
By Ty Segall
Having covered The Kinks’ 1965 classic Till The End Of The Day with his heavy garage-rock combo Fuzz, back in 2014, Ty Segall is entrusted with the band’s best-loved composition. The ever-prolific, 29-year-old Californian brings his Bolan-inspired vocals to bear on Ray Davies’ observational masterpiece and delivers a version of the song that remains faithful but which also boasts a decided impish charm.
PQParille… o cd ainda tem uma faixa-extra com gaz coombes deitando os cabelos em “this time tomorrow”… ela mesma, covered pelo little joy e que abre a masterpiece “viagem a darjeeling” (cine shogun JAH).
agora, pra botar a tampa nessas conspirações que chegam lááááá de cima, você reparou na foto que ilustrou o booga no post deles na KEXP, ali embaixo, bem antes d’eu saber dessa edição da MOJO?
