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Comercial do novo Fox Rock in Rio
O filme chamado “Bigodes” mostra três amigos viajando por uma estrada num Fox Rock in Rio quando o locutor anuncia “Novo Fox Rock in Rio. O Fox que traz os hits da história do festival para você baixar”. Quando o motorista aumenta o volume da música no som do carro, bigodes começam a nascer nos três personagens. E os bigodões ainda dançam acompanhando a música! Ficou muito bom!
A música é Bohemian Rhapsody da banda britânica Queen e o efeito especial (bigodes que se mexem) é uma brincadeira com o bigode de Freddie Mercury, vocalista do Queen.
Assista ao comercial no YouTube
A música é esta mesma. Só depois de uns 4 minutos é que toca o trecho usado na propaganda. Mas, ouça inteira… vale a pena. É uma obra de arte.
Assista ao clipe Queen – Bohemian Rhapsody no YouTube
Letra:
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
Look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy
I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows
Doesn’t really matter to me, to me
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows
Doesn’t really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Mama, oh
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Mama, oh
Didn’t mean to make you cry
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on
As if nothing really matters
As if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go
Sends shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind
And face the truth
Mama, oh, I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
And face the truth
Mama, oh, I don’t want to die
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
I see a little silhouette of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Scaramouch, Scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Galileo
Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
Galileo, Figaro, magnifico
But I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go, let me go, never
Never let you go, let me go
Bismillah! We will not let you go, let me go
Will not let you go, let me go, never
Never let you go, let me go
Never let me go, oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
For me (2x)
So you think
You can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me
And leave me to die
You can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me
And leave me to die
Oh baby, can’t do this to me baby
Just gotta get out
Just gotta get right outta here
Just gotta get out
Just gotta get right outta here
Oh, oh yeah, oh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows
Posted by Paulo Studio 2002
@ quarta-feira, 17 de agosto de 2011
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