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2 unlimited (Get Ready) | Ace of Base (All that she wants) | C+C Music Factory (Everybody Dance Now) | Corona (The Rhythm of the Night) | Culture Beat (Mr Vain) | Double You (Please don't go) | Dr. Alban (Sing Hallelujah) | Gala Rizzatto (Freed from desire) | Haddaway (What is love) | La Bouche (Be my lover) | Rozalla (Everybody's free) | Sin with Sebastian (Shut up and sleep with me) | Snap! (Rhythm is a Dancer) | Technotronic (Pump the Jam) | The Outhere Brothers (Boom boom boom) | Whigfield (Saturday Night)
(estou a ficar preocupado; o nível intelectual deste blogue cai a pique sempre que somos desafiados por estes senhores...)
PS - Bernardo, este post foi feito com uma mão amarrada atrás das costas.
ResponderEliminarReparo que há aqui dois, pelo menos, que não são europeus -- mas estão dentro do espírito Eurodance...
ResponderEliminarLamento António mas estás claramente a FUGIR com o rabo à seringa (sempre adorei esta expressão)! Tudo isto são 90's. Queremos 80's!
ResponderEliminarNo entanto Long live Technotronic!
Istão não é um post! Isto é uma tese de doutoramento blogosférico...
ResponderEliminarIstão não é um post! Isto é uma tese de doutoramento blogosférico...
ResponderEliminarA prática é meter em cada post mais referências que o Sinédrio em todo o blogue >)
ResponderEliminarEu não sei como é, mas eu tinha o vinil do Saturday Night e não era essa capa. Desculpa lá António, mas acho que estou a ser enganado.
ResponderEliminarEntretanto, esta vossa simpática guerra é um enorme serviço público. Vocês deviam pagar menos impostos.
ResponderEliminarCaro Bernardo:
ResponderEliminar"You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine."
JCS, já trato disso!
Que saudades destes martelos comerciais...ainda por cima há uns anos a TV Cabo tirou-nos o VIVA...
ResponderEliminarHumm...eu gosto particularmente de outra música da Gala, "Let a Boy Cry", ainda que tenha um clip estranhíssimo.
I pass through noise and silence, I walk alone
It's a beautiful day, it's raining and it's cold
Reflected onto the wet pavement, can you see what I see?
The trembling image of my eyes that are still free
I pass through noise and silence, I walk alone
It's a beautiful day, it's raining and it's cold
Reflected onto the wet pavement, can you see what I see?
The trembling image of my eyes that are still free
And they say silver, I choose gold
I'm not afraid to be alone
Someone will judge his gentle soul
Let the boy cry and he will know
Chorus:
And they say silver I choose gold wooooo
I've never done as I've been told woh oh oh oh oh
And they say silver I choose gold wooooo
I've never done as I've been told woh oh oh oh oh
And they say silver I choose gold wooooo
I've never done as I've been told woh oh oh oh oh
And they say silver I choose gold wooooo
I've never done as I've been told woh oh oh oh oh
You're always waiting for somebody and you don't like yourself
They made you change, do you remember when you were someone else
Soldiers and dolls won't give away my childhood dreams
I was a pirate, I conquered, and I sailed free
You're always waiting for somebody and you don't like yourself
They made you change, do you remember when you were someone else
Soldiers and dolls won't give away my childhood dreams
I was a pirate, I conquered, and I sailed free
And they say silver, I choose gold
I'm not afraid to be alone
Someone will judge her crazy soul
Let the girl fight and she will know
And they say silver, I choose gold
I'm not afraid to be alone
Someone will judge his gentle soul
Let the boy cry and he will know
(Repeat Chorus)
Isto é o que eu chamo partilhar pecados originais >)
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