Deixa-me rir...

" Caros audiophiles, the World Cup Dream, or perhaps I should say the Fantasy, is over for Portugal and for England. But hey, it is just a game, not a war, nobody died, real life goes on.
And, at least here in Britain, we still have our Scottish man Andy Murray to cheer at the Wimbledon tennis.
Dreams made me think of a fantastic old song by the New Zealand group Crowded House. Don't Dream It's Over , like most of their songs, has a mysterious poetic lyric not easy to explain, rather like life itself, but essentially it sounds a bell of optimism, of carrying on whatever the obstacles.

Don't Dream It's Over

There is freedom within, there is freedom without
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost
But you'll never see the end of the road
While you're traveling with me

Hey now, hey now
Don't dream it's over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won't win

Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roof
My possessions are causing me suspicion but there's no proof
In the paper today, tales of war and of waste
But you turn right over to the TV page

Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum
And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart
Only shadows ahead, barely clearing the roof
Get to know the feeling of liberation and release

Despite the World Cup disappointment, I had a lovely weekend in London: the sun was shining, and with a good friend visited Portobello Market with its clothes and antique stalls,
and strolled through Hyde Park, where Stevie Wonder was playing in concert, and drank caipirinhas... a perfect sort of day.
Which leads easily to this uncharacteristically romantic song by Lou Reed. I have chosen a version in which he collaborated with the BBC
using a full orchestra and many famous singers from different musical backgrounds - pop, rock, jazz, blues, country, and opera. It was so well received that it was then
used to raise funds for childrens' charities and sold a million copies.

Perfect Day
Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

You're going to reap just what you sow...
Oh what a perfect day,

Wishing you all many perfect days,
A proxima,
PO