O músico Tom Petty morreu esta segunda feira (02 de outubro), aos 66 anos, vítima de um ataque cardíaco. Após alguns rumores, a notícia foi finalmente confirmada pelo seu agente. Tom foi um dos mais bem sucedidos músicos rock de todos os tempos, com inúmeros sucessos como "I Won't Back Down", "Learning to Fly" ou "Into the Great Wide Open".
O autor de "American Girl" lançou o seu primeiro álbum com os Heartbreakers em 1976 e ainda continuava a atuar ao vivo, tendo dado o seu último concerto há apenas uma semana. Muito recentemente, Tom Petty e os seus Heartbreakers concluíram uma digressão de verão destinada a celebrar os 40 anos da banda, no decurso da qual tocaram êxitos e raridades. À Rolling Stone, o cantor, compositor e guitarrista afirmou que pretendia que esta fosse a sua última viagem pelo país, mas que não queria deixar de tocar.
O último álbum do homem de "Learning To Fly", Hypnotic Eye, saiu em 2014 e chegou ao número 1 do top dos Estados Unidos.
Com os Heartbreakers, Tom Petty gravou 13 álbuns; a solo, editou três discos, em 1989, 1994 e 2006, e participou ainda em dois longa-durações dos Traveling Wilburys e dos Mudcrutch.
A morte de Tom Petty não deixou indiferentes os músicos internacionais ["nomes como Paul McCartney, Bon Jovi, Bryan Adams, Ezra Koenig (Vampire Weekend), Chuck D (Public Enemy / Prophets of Rage) e Aaron Dessner (The National) estão entre aqueles que lamentaram a morte de Petty, nas redes sociais"] e portugueses como Tim, Rui Veloso, João Só ou Miguel Araújo.
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João Belchior, músico de Espinho, grava o seu primeiro trabalho em 2011 com os FOXROT, num registo Rock/Funk em Português. Ainda sem titulo ou banda definida, começa a compor em casa, entre Setembro de 2015 e Junho de 2016, os temas que iriam dar origem ao seu próximo disco. No sentido de convidar vários amigos com quem tocou ao longo dos últimos 10 anos para gravar os 12 temas compostos nesse período, criou a JOHN'S BAND OF FRIENDS. O disco foi gravado no Verão de 2016. Com tons Rock, Blues e Folk, este trabalho percorre várias influências, sempre diferentes, mas com uma temática comum – a viagem e o conhecer algo novo.O álbum "And So It Is…" já se encontra online e tem edição física , pela Palace Records,
No dia 11 de Agosto, saiu o single que deu nome ao disco, com videoclip rodado na Ilha Terceira, Açores, onde João Belchior bebeu grande parte da inspiração para estes temas.
Datas de apresentação do disco: • 14 de Agosto – Festival Oito24 – Alameda 8 – Espinho • 9 de Setembro – Showcase Fnac GaiaShopping • 10 de Setembro – Showcase Fnac NorteShopping • 23 de Setembro – Cineteatro António Lamoso – Sta. Maria Feira
It was February 14 Valentine's Day The roses came but they took you away Tattooed on my arm is a charm to disarm all the harm Gotta keep myself calm but the truth is you're gone And I'll never get to show you these songs Dad you should see the tours that I'm on I see you standing there next to Mom Both singing along, yeah arm in arm Now there are days when I'm losing my faith Because the man wasn't good he was great He'd say "Music was the home for your pain" And explain I was young, he would say Take that rage, put it on a page Take the page to the stage Blow the roof off the place I'm trying to make you proud Do everything you did I hope you're up there with God saying "That's my kid!"
[Chorus:] I still look for your face in the crowd Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now) Would you stand in disgrace or take a bow Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now)
(Oh if you could see me now)
If you could see me now would you recognize me? Would you pat me on the back or would you criticize me? Would you follow every line on my tear-stained face Put your hand on a heart that was cold As the day you were taken away? I know it's been a while but I can see you clear as day Right now, I wish I could hear you say I drink too much, and I smoke too much dutch But if you can't see me now that shit's a must You used to say I won't know a win till it cost me Like I won't know real love till I've loved and I've lost it So if you've lost a sister, someone's lost a mom And if you've lost a dad then someone's lost a son And they're all missing out, yeah they're all missing out So if you get a second to look down on me now Mom, Dad I'm just missing you now
I still look for your face in the crowd Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now) Would you stand in disgrace or take a bow Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now)
Oh, oh Would you call me a saint or a sinner? Would you love me a loser or winner? Oh, oh When I see my face in the mirror We look so alike that it makes me shiver
I still look for your face in the crowd Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now) Would you stand in disgrace or take a bow Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now) Yeah I'm just missing you now
I still look for your face in the crowd Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now) Would you stand in disgrace or take a bow Oh if you could see me now (Oh if you could see me now)
Just waking up in the morning And the be well Quite honest with ya, I ain't really sleep well Ya ever feel like your train of thought's been derailed? That's when you press on Lee nails Half the population's just waitin' to see me fail Yeah right, you're better off trying to freeze hell Some of us do it for the females And others do it for the retails
But I do it for the kids, life through the tower head on Every time you fall it's only making your chin strong And I be in the corner like mick, baby, til the end Or when you hear this song from that big lady
Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do y'all?
Give 'em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life till we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then just say to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That's what they'll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one's a fighter
And if I can last thirty rounds There's no reason you should ever have your head down Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds Hailing from rock bottom, Loserville, nothing town
Textbook version of the kid going nowhere fast And now I'm yelling kiss my a** It's gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs For you to recognize that you really ain't got it bad
Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do y'all?
Give 'em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we're dead Give me scars, give me pain Then just say to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That's what they'll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one's a fighter
Everybody put yo hands up What we gonna do? What we gonna do? What we gonna do? What we gonna do? What we gonna do? What we gonna do? What we gonna do? Y'all
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up) And when your bones can't take no more Just remember what you're here for 'Cause I know I'ma damn sure
Give 'em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life till we're dead Give me scars, give me pain Then just say to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That's what they'll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one's a fighter
Till the referee rings the bell Till both ya eyes start to swell Till the crowd goes home What we gonna do kid?