I’m back!

Lions dance in Saint Paul's Ruins, MacaoThe title of this post has two meanings: I’m back in the blog and I’m back in Macau!

Sorry for being absent for such a long time, but Nuno did a pretty good job keeping the boat afloat. Thanks for that, mate!

In my first time here I met a group of very nice people that made my stay a lot of fun. One of them has become, or so I gather, our first polish blog follower and has since then sent me a handful of musical suggestions that I promised to post here. So here’s a playlist with the nice songs Olga sent me – it ranges from Sweden to Czech Republic. Enjoy!

When thinking about Macau, apart from the obvious chinese music accompanying dancing dragons and lions, one of the first things that comes to my mind in musical terms is the portuguese band Rádio Macau that had a few hits in the 80’s and 90’s, the best know being O Anzol (the fishhook). I’ve come to like two or three of their songs in the past few months, especially O elevador da Glória (Glória’s funicular – national monument) and Bom dia Lisboa (good morning Lisbon). Incidentally, both speak about the portuguese capital and its charms, and returning home after going around the world visiting other places, which obviously appeals to me while staying abroad 🙂 But enough chit chat chatter, here are the songs:

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What is love?

Well, I was listening to the Haddaway song whose title somehow resembles the title of this post (pure coincidence, of course!) and I realized that we haven’t had Eurodance for a while, despite having been one of the starting genres.

Although not a great fan of dancing music, I somehow like Eurodance, probably due to childhood memories (this means that I have ideas for future Eurodance posts ;)).

Enough talking, it’s time to dance (or at least to shake your had and your feet, that you can’t avoid!):

If you really feel like dancing, I suggest listening to this 10 hour version 😀

Keeping roaming

Well, I hope that Lourenço doesn’t mind, but today I am going to continue the journey he started.

I am going to bring you a Serbian song that I first heard  at the closing ceremony of this year’s Handball European Championship (after watching the great final game between Denmark and Serbia, by the way!).

I must say that what first caught was not the song, but the dance that was being performed – I am not a great fan of dancing, but what they did really struck me! So I’ll leave you the performance that contains both the song and the dancing (if you only watch what I am talking about, jump to the minute 4:50:

The song that starts at 4:50 is Vrtlog, by Dejan Petrovic