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The first well-known bossa nova song that became a worldwide hit was “The Girl From Ipanema”. The song was written in 1962, with music by Antonio Carlos Jobim and the version performed by Astrud Gilberto, along with João Gilberto and Stan Getz, from the 1964 album Getz/Gilberto. It won a Grammy for Record of the Year i... |
Música Popular Brasileira |
Música Popular Brasileira (Brazilian Popular Music in English) or MPB is a genre that mixes a variety of Brazilian rhythms. Although it is not just one style or discrete genere, but rather it is a term that encompasses numerous Brazilian popular musical styles as they evolved and expanded during the decade of the 1970s... |
Much of what you hear today in Brazilian music is MPB that mixes a variety of Brazilian rhythms such as Bossa Nova, folk, rock, pop, jazz, and samba. Brazilian Popular Music (MPB) first emerged as a style in 1966, as a second generation to Bossa Nova. It was then influenced by other rhythms, such as rock and samba, com... |
Today, MPB is a very popular music style and has matured and grown, incorporating a variety of artists. MPB boasts many successful artists, including Gilberto Gil, Chico Buarque, Caetano Veloso and Marisa Monte. |
Frevo is a type of dance and music of the street Carnaval that originated from Recife, Pernambuco, Brazil over 100 years ago. The music & dance is very rhythmic with individual choreography that involves dance and acrobatic movements. Usually the dancer wears colorful clothes and carries a type of small umbrella. There... |
Funk Carioca |
Funk Carioca or simply called “funk” in certain parts of Brazil, is a style of music that originated from the favelas of Rio de Janeiro in the 1980s. Funk Carioca is a type of music and dance that is sort of a mixture of hip-hop, rap, samba and electronic music. |
Despite its name though, it is different from funk originating in the United States. It was influenced from Miami Bass and Freestyle of the USA and it has evolved into its own unique characteristics. |
Some music of funk carioca contains sexual and explicit lyrics, and many of the dance moves look very sexual. The term baile funk is used to refer to parties or nightclubs that play funk. |
Música sertaneja or Sertanejo is a type of Brazilian country music. It originally referred to music originating from Sertão, a countryside area in a semi-arid region of Northeast Brazil. It is one of the most popular music styles in Brazil, being particularly more popular throughout the interior of Brazil. |
Sub-genres include Root Sertanejo, Romantic Sertanejo and Sertanejo Universitário. Sertanejo songs have been among the most played music genre on Brazilian radio the past few decades, constantly topping the Brazilian music charts. |
Forro is a traditional style of music that sounds almost like a mix of polka and country-styled music. It originated from the Northeastern part of Brazil in the Sertão region – which is a dry, backwoods cattle country, semi-arid region. |
Southern music |
Southern music (Portuguese: Música gaúcha) is general term used for music basically from southern states of Brazil such as the Rio Grande do Sul state. Some of the most well-known musical performers of this kind are Renato Borghetti, Yamandu Costa, Jayme Caetano Braun and Luiz Marenco, and many others. |
The following list above is just a small list of type of Brazilian music. Here is a list of other kinds of Brazil music styles: |
• Ragamuffin Danceha |
• Repentismo |
• Choro |
• Carimbu |
• Maxixe |
• Baio |
• Lambada |
• Lundu |
• Mangue Beat |
• Northeastern Music |
• Zouk-Lambada |
• Brazilian rock |
• Brazilian folk/folk-rock |
• Brazilian heavy metal |
• Samba-reggae |
• Capoeira music |
• Maracatu |
• Eastern Amazônia |
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It's Spartan hotties vs. Persian trannies in 300 |
Lunatic machismo was cultivated early. From the age of 7, Spartan boys were trained in the art of humorlessness and made to beat each other into submission. Little is known of the Spartan women, but scholars assume they were fierce. |
A panel from the comic book 300 or a scene from the movie 300? Dunno. Don't care. |
Directed by Zack Snyder. Written by Zack Snyder, Kurt Johnstad and Michael Gordon. Based on the graphic novel by Frank Miller. Starring Gerard Butler, Dominic West, Lena Headey and Rodrigo Santoro. Opens Friday. |
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Slathering pancake makeup on its actors and then pasting them into digital backgrounds, 300 takes the synthetic blockbuster one step closer to total animation; its bland, weightless monochromatics make Sin Citylook like the grungiest neo-realism. It's a ponderous, plodding, visually dull picture, but the blame shouldn'... |
The exception to the rule of inertia comes fitfully in certain action scenes, of which there are enough to satisfy the action-buff bloodlust the film seeks to aggravate and sate. Here and there, Snyder makes good use of the lesson of The Matrix, slowing the slices, dices and decapitations to a digitally calibrated craw... |
Delicacies of dismemberment aside, 300 is notable for its outrageous sexual confusion. Here stands the Spartan king Leonidas (Gerard Butler) and his 299 buddies in nothing but leather man-panties and oiled torsos, clutching a variety of phalluses they seek to thrust in the bodies of their foes by trapping them in a sma... |
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"Sariss," Rook said. "This isn't the kind of work I signed up for." |
"Well, technically, you didn't sign up for any work. I stood there with a gun to your head and told you what you were going to do, and you nodded." Sariss turned away from Rook and back to the screen in front of her. "So shut up and quit complaining. We can't always get what we want, you know." |
"But I really don't think I can do this!" Rook protested. |
"Then you're dead to me. Get out of the pod." |
Rook blinked in shock. "Wh-what?" |
"You heard me," Sariss said. "Get out of the pod. I can only afford to protect those loyal to me and to humanity, so out." Rook looked at the thick door and shook his head in dismay. Then he picked up his gun and started to turn the wheel. |
"What the Hells are you doing?" Sariss demanded, slapping his hand and resealing the door. "I was kidding. The point is, you have to do this. You want to go back to Earth, right? Well, if this thing makes it to Earth before us, it'll be like landing in its stomach. Either that or you can help me kill it. Understand?" |
Rook stared at her. His expression was hard to read. Finally, he nodded. "Good," said Sariss. "Now, you're not as good a shape-shifter as I am, so you'll have to be the gun holder. Get on my back." |
"You heard me. Get on my back." |
Looking confused, Rook obeyed. He glanced at Fawn, then his attention shifted back to Sariss. Beneath him, her body was changing shape, growing, hardening, darkening, becoming the insectoid-reptillian body of the monster. "Holding on?" she asked in a deep tone before her mouth twisted into the thin, sharp muzzle. She r... |
Rook closed his eyes for a moment when he saw Dirk's body. Then he opened them again. He would have to see more gore like this soon enough. He gripped the handle of his gun tightly for reassurance. Then the image of Lane's face passed his eyes. |
She would be there, too. Perhaps inside the monster, perhaps waiting to be fed to the newborns, perhaps just left somewhere like a bloody gargoyle. Rook shook his head to clear the images from his mind. There was nothing he could do to help Lane now. He just had to do what Sariss wanted. Kill the beast. |
* * * * * |
Lane held a hand before her face. The smell of blood was driving her crazy. But it would be wrong to take any from these people. These people were noble, and unfortunate. She stepped over the innards of one such person when the sound reached her ears. |
Squeals. Whimpers. Unearthly moans and cries. She was nearing the nest. Lane took out the nails and began to attach the sixteen-inch things to her fingers. The thumbs were lost, of course. They were probably still inside the female. She wondered who was left to still fight. Maybe Fawn. Maybe Sariss. Definitely Dirk. La... |
She had to walk quietly. Even though it was unlikely that she would be heard over the din, she did not want anything to ruin her surprise attack. She stopped and made sure the wheel deploy mechanism was clean on her metal boots. She checked the guns strapped to her back. She was ready. She stepped closer, slowly making... |
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Fawn opened his eyes. He was alone in the pod. He tried sitting up and realized that he was strapped to the chairs on which Rook had lain him. He sighed and wriggled his arm around to the side. He guessed that he could just reach the buckle if he tried. He strained against the belt on his shoulder for a bit, then relax... |
Fawn's first instinct was of course to launch the pod and get out of there as soon as possible. Then, he caught sight of Sariss's guns. They were lying in a sort of arrangement on one of the chairs. Fawn went over to them and checked them. They were fully loaded, with new crystal cores and everything. He smiled. With s... |
He picked up one of the guns and fired it absently into the hall, smiling at the sharp red light of the beam. It was just like Sariss to go off and hunt for the beast, but with Rook's gun? And where was Rook? He wasn't the go kill things type at all, from what Fawn had seen. And where were Cale and Jaerel? And where wa... |
Fawn stepped out of the pod and looked up. Oh. There's Dirk. Ew. Fawn carefully avoided the area Dirk's blood was slowly dripping on and made his way down the east tunnel. He could hear something up ahead, like footsteps pounding on metal. Heavy footsteps. A slow, grim smile fell across his face. He was going monster h... |
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Sariss found the nest quickly. Rook could hear the young squealing and crying and carrying on. He hunched low, still hanging onto Sariss's back, trying to avoid being seen. He gripped the gun so tightly that his knuckles were white. HE looked down and realized that he was shaking again. But there was nothing he could d... |
The monster looked up as Sariss approached. It gave out a strange shriek, and Rook supposed that was some sort of weird greeting. Sariss wasn't interested in greetings. |
Rook leapt up into view and aimed his gun at the beast. It had a moment to consider before Rook fired. A huge beam of bright white-blue light ripped through the air. The shaking of Rook's hand, coupled with the beast's reactive ducking, caused the beam to miss and only hit the monster's shoulder. |
The beast roared with pain and anger and lunged forward. Sariss brought her head forward and butted the monster back again. Rook jumped down off of her back and fired at the monster again. This time, it hit the beast in the stomach, right below its protruding ribs. Rook tried to fire again, but the crystal was spent. H... |
The beast threw back its head and bellowed out its rage. Sariss slammed her claws into its neck, and it turned to fade her again, teeth barred and eyes narrowed. The two of them fought, throwing and thrashing and flailing and clawing. Rook backed up against the wall, trying to keep out of the way. |
Suddenly, a beam of bright red light shot into the room, slicing into Sariss's arm. She shrieked and tried to see where the shot had come from, but the beast delivered a powerful kick to her midsection, and she was forced to focus her attention. |
Rook whirled and saw Fawn standing there, armed with Sariss's weapons. "You!" Rook shouted. "What the Hells do you think you're doing?" |
"Shooting monsters," Fawn replied, firing again at the beasts. |
"Don't!" Rook screamed, grabbing the gun away from him. "You just hit Sariss again!" |
Fawn stared at Rook, shocked. Slowly, he turned his gaze up[ to the dueling monsters. "Sariss?" he repeated. "Sariss...a beast?" |
The creature slammed Sariss into the wall a few feet from where the two men stood. "Go!" Rook cried, shoving Fawn forward. The two of them moved along the wall, avoiding the flailing limbs and flying rubble that was kicked up all around the combatants. Suddenly, Fawn cried out and pitched forward. Rook tried to grab a ... |
"Fawn!" Rook shouted. He peered into the darkness of the nest, trying to see. He could hear the babies' excited shrieks and gurgles, but didn't know if they were afraid or gleeful. "Fawn!" he shouted. "Fawn!" |
Fawn screamed as he fell to the floor of the nest. He fired one of Sariss's guns and saw all of the hungry eyes resting on him. When the light faded, however, he was lost in darkness. He felt something touch his arm. He turned and fired the gun. One of the babies fell dead, and another shrieked in pain. He fired somewh... |
"Rook!" he shouted. "Don't come down!" He gasped in pain as claws raked his back. One of the monsters had snuck up the wall behind him and jumped down. He killed it and fired up as well. He saw them congregating there, ready to pounce on him. "Don't come down!" he shouted again as he dashed away from the wall. |
"Hold on, Fawn!" Rook called. There was nothing he could do. He held one of Sariss's guns, but he didn't want to hit Fawn down there in the darkness. He turned helplessly, looking for some way he could help either Sariss or Fawn, and found nothing. |
Suddenly, a cry rang out. Rook turned to see a small figure leaping onto Sariss's back. Sariss screamed in pain and twisted and writhed, trying to reach the girl on her back. "Stop!" Rook cried. "That's not a monster! She's on our side!" He ran up toward her, trying to make himself heard. "That's SARISS!" he bellowed w... |
The figure leapt down off of Sariss and landed in front of Rook, shoving him out of the way. "Idiot!" she scolded. "I've told you not to get so close to danger!" |
Rook's mind froze. "Lane." |
"Yes! Now, what do you mean, that's Sariss? Did she shape-shift? How do you know which one's her?" |
"Lane," Rook said again. |
Lane glared angrily at him. She drew back he hand and slapped him, once, hard. He shook his head and put a hand to his stinging cheek. "Explain yourself, boy!" Lane shouted. |
"Yes," Rook said, still in a daze. "The red one is Sariss. The real beast has that hole in his stomach, see? I tried shooting at it and I missed. Sariss shifted to fight it, and Fawn...Fawn's in the nest, Lane, I think he's lost." |
Lane snarled under her breath. She took her light and shoved it into Rook's arms. "See if you can find him!" she said. "I'll help Sariss. Do you know where Dirk is?" |
Rook didn't answer, only gaped at her. "Well?" she demanded. "Don't waste time, boy, where's Dirk?" |
"Dirk's dead." |
Lane was silent. She stared at Rook. Then she shook her head. "Move on, soldier," she hissed to herself. "Move on, soldier. Move on." She glared up at Rook. "Get going, boy!" she screamed at him. Then she bonded toward the monsters. There were tears in her eyes. "You BASTARD!" |
Rook stumbled away and rushed to the edge of the nest. "Fawn!" he called. "Fawn, are you down there? If you're alive, answer me!" |
"I'm here!" Fawn called up to him. "Rook! Get out of here!" He swung the gun around and fired again. In the dim light, he could barely make out the babies climbing over the dead to get at him. |
Suddenly, a bright light flashed down into the nest. Fawn cried out and slammed his eyes shut against the brightness. Claws and teeth dug into him, and he forced his eyes open. With a scream of rage and pain, he swung the gun around, flailing with his arms at the beasts closing in on him. |
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