Dear Ella - "The First Lady of Song"

Ella Fitzgerald. A sua voz percorre o ar, entra pelo ouvido, e nunca, nunca mais se esquece.

Cantou todos os grandes letristas e compositores, acompanhou todos os grandes do Jazz, com uma sonoridade forte, carinhosa, calma, efusiva... enfim não há palavras para a descrever.

Confesso que não detenho toda a obra, mas sou capaz de me perder a ouvi-la.

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"The only thing better than singing is more singing." Ella Fitzgerald

Someone to watch over me

There's a saying old, says that love is blind

Still we're often told, "seek and ye shall find

"So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind

Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet

He's the big affair I cannot forget

Only man I ever think of with regret

I'd like to add his initial to my monogram

Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?

There's a somebody I'm longin' to see

I hope that he, turns out to be

Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood

I know I could, always be good

To one who'll watch over me

Although he may not be the man some

Girls think of as handsome

To my heart he carries the key

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed

Follow my lead, oh, how I need

Someone to watch over me

(bridge)

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed

Follow my lead, oh, how I need

Someone to watch over me

Someone to watch over me

Perdido

Perdido,

I look for my heart

It's perdido

I lost it way down in Torito

The day the fiesta started

Bolero,

I sway that they play the Bolero

I kissed me the listing sombrero

And that's when my heart departed

High, was the sun when I held him close

Low, was the moon when we said, "Adios"

Perdido

My heart ever since is Perdido

I know I must go to Torito

To find what I lost Perdido

(scat)

High, was the sun when I held him close

Low, was the moon when we said, "Adios"

Perdido

Goodnight perdido

I lost perdido

Let's Call the All thing off

Things have come to a pretty pass

Our romance is growing flat,

For you like this and the other

While I go for this and that,

Goodness knows what the end will be

Oh I don't know where I'm at

It looks as if we two will never be one

Something must be done:

You say either and I say either,

You say neither and I say neither

Either, either Neither, neither

Let's call the whole thing off.

You like potato and I like potahto

You like tomato and I like tomahto

Potato, potahto, Tomato, tomahto.

Let's call the whole thing off

But oh, if we call the whole thing off

Then we must part

And oh, if we ever part, then that might break my heart

So if you like pyjamas and I like pyjahmas,

I'll wear pyjamas and give up pyajahmas

For we know we need each other so we

Better call the whole thing off

Let's call the whole thing off.

You say laughter and I say larfter

You say after and I say arfter

Laughter, larfter after arfter

Let's call the whole thing off,

You like vanilla and I like vanella

You saspiralla, and I saspirella

Vanilla vanella chocolate strawberry

Let's call the whole thing off

But oh if we call the whole thing of then we must part

And oh, if we ever part, then that might break my heart

So if you go for oysters and I go for ersters

I'll order oysters and cancel the ersters

For we know we need each other so we

Better call the calling off off,

Let's call the whole thing off.

I say father, and you say pater,

I saw mother and you say mater

Pater, mater Uncle, auntie let's call the whole thing off.

I like bananas and you like banahnahs

I say Havana and I get Havahnah

Bananas, banahnahs Havana, Havahnah

Go your way, I'll go mine

So if I go for scallops and you go for lobsters,

So all right no contest we'll order lobseter

For we know we need each other so we

Better call the calling off off,

Let's call the whole thing off.

Letras tiradas daqui

Fotos tiradas One e Two e Three

Para ouvir Musicas

E que férias!

Peguei nas minhas amigas e lá fomos uns diazitos de férias.

Rumámos ao Sul, mas para o passeio ser mais completo fomos pelo interior e viemos pelo litoral!

Lembranças:

Para quem pensa que o Alentejo é só planície...

... agora, tem sítios que é só água!

A visitar:

Monsaraz

Mértola

Silves (esperem que as obras acabem!)

Ria Formosa. Aqui não podem construir mais! Felizmente!

Infelizmente contruiram por toda a envolvente!

Ora chegou a vez de um filme português!

Ah pois é! Estreadinho esta semana, e o facto de se passar no Alentejo, chamou a atenção da minha mãe, que logo me convidou para a acompanhar ao cine.

O filme chama-se "Atrás das Nuvens", é passado inicialmente em Lisboa, mas a paisagem predominante é a do belo Alto Alentejo, nomeadamente a zona de Estremoz e Portalegre.

A história do filme, passa pela vontade de um neto de ir sózinho à procura do avô paterno para o conhecer e pela magia que a imaginação e um certo "boca de sapo" grená podem revelar. A calmia da paisagem alentejana passa para a velocidade de acção do filme (naturalmente um pouco lenta, como a maioria dos filmes portugueses que tenho visto - e que na realidade são poucos!), tornando-o um pouco dificil de acompanhar, mas a adaptação e o conto que conta, adapatam-se tão bem e acabam por nos envolver e agarrar.

As personagens são poucas mas envolventes, e a actuação do pequeno Ruben Leonardo (Paulo) acompanhado pelo veterano Nicolau Breyner (avô Miguel - ou, Sr. Engenheiro) e por Sofia Grilo, mostra que existe futuro nas novas gerações de actores portugueses.

Parabéns ao realizador Jorge Quiroga.

Pena que com tantas belas imagens e paisagens não apareça o pôr-do-sol do Alto Alentejo com o contraste do escuro do montado com os dourados e laranjas do céu.