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Appendix A—Additional Full-Text examples for Mecca


In the creation of the actual Mecca system, there will be separate full-text data stores and Inverted Indexes for lyrics, Artists’ biographies, Instrument background, and Album reviews.

Lyrics


90010-11

AR: Artist: Nelly Furtado

AL Album: 90010 Whoa Nelly

LY: 90010-11: Hey, Man

Hey, man, don't look so scared.

You know I'm only testing you out.

Hey man, don't look so angry,

you're real close to figuring me out.
We are a part of a circle.

It's like a mobius strip,

and it goes round and round until it loses a link.

And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain,

and shit is gonna fly once again.
Hey, man, we look at each other with ample eyes,

so why not some time to discover what's behind your eyes?

I've got so many questions that I want to ask you.

I am so tired of mirrors- pour me a glass of your wine!


And there's a shadow in the sky and it looks like rain,

and shit is gonna fly once again!

I've got a bunch of government cheques at my door.

Each morning I try to send them back but they only send me more.

I look at myself in the mirror; am I vital today?

Hey, man, I let my conscience get in the way!


And there's a shadow in the sky , and it looks like rain,

and shit is gonna fly once again,

and I don't mean to rain on your parade,

but pathos has got me once again...

and I don't want ambivalence no more,

I don't want ambivalence no more,

I don't want ambivalence no more,

no I don't want ambivalence no more!


90010-13

AR: Artist: Nelly Furtado

AL: Album 90010 Whoa Nelly

L: 90010-13 Baby Girl


I've seen a man cry, I've seen a man die inside

I've seen him say to me that he is only mine

That he gotta do what is best for him

Never let me in, not even begin

To tell me I'm the one under his moon and sun

That I am the thing that revolves around him

But while on top of him I know what's best for him

I'll show him how to win and let me in cuz


Chorus:

I don't wanna be your baby girl

I don't wanna be your little pearl

I just wanna be what's best for me

To be one-da-dum with my own star under my own sun

We're all sorry now, I didn't mean to wow

Make you cry like that, it's just a little spat

Still I want you to know, though I love you so

It's mostly me dreaming, forcing, believing

That you're an ideal, hell I never steal

But I stole you from, from another one

So take yourself and wrap around my little finger

Cuz that's how it should swing
Chorus

Why can't he see, why can't he see what's inside of me, yeah... don't you, don't you call me coochie-coo a little girl, now... don't you gaga goo no coochie-coo girl now I'm so much more, can't you see? Can't you see?

Look who's writing now a token of their love

Can't you see love that it's just because

I wanted a cheap way to get inside your head

And not a cheap way to get inside your bed

Oh you're running now, with that silly one

It's all over now, this woman's just begun

Maybe we'll see about the will and the way

Butterflies return some day

Chorus
90030-19

AR Artist: Nelly Furtado

AR Artist: Juanes

AL Album: un día normal

AR: Artists: Nelly Furtado and Juanes –duo

Juanes - Voces, Coros, Guitarras Acusticas, Mandolina, Programaciones

Nelly Furtado- voces y coros

Jose Lopera- Bateria

Felipe Alzate- Percussion

Shawn Davis: Banjo

Jaimie Muhoverack: Hammond
90030-39 Fotografia

Cada vez que yo me voy llevo a un lado de mi piel

Tus fotografías para verlas cada vez

Que tu ausencia me devora entero el corazón

Y yo no tengo remedio más que amarte
Chorus

Y en la distancia te puedo ver

Cuando tus fotos me siento a ver

Y en las estrellas tus ojos ver

Cuando tus fotos me siento a ver
Mera?
Cada vez que te busco te vas

Y cada vez que te llamo no estás

Es por eso que debo decir que tú sólo en mis fotos estás

Repeat
Cuando hay un abismo desnudo

Que se opone entre los dos

Yo me valgo del recuerdo Taciturno de tu voz

Y de nuevo siento enfermo este corazón

Que no le queda remedio más que amarte


Chorus

Y en la distancia te puedo ver

Cuando tus fotos me siento a ver

Y en las estrellas tus ojos ver

Cuando tus fotos me siento a ver
Cada vez que te busco te vas

Y cada vez que te llamo no estás

Es por eso que debo decir que tú sólo en mis fotos estás

Repeat 5X


Translation: by R. Rosenberg of The Urban School of San Francisco

Every time I leave I take with me on the side of my skin

your photos so I can see them every time

your absence devours my whole heart

I don't have any solution but to love you
In the distance I can see you

when your photos I sit to see

and in the stars I can see your eyes

when your photos I sit to see


Every time I look for you, you leave

And every time I call you you're not there

and that's why I can say that you only exist in my photos
When there's a naked abyss

that separates us both

I value the melancholy memory

of your voice


And all over again I feel sick in the heart

That there's no other solution except to love you


Every time I look for you, you leave

and every time I call you you're not there

and that's why I can say that you only exist in photos
L: 90010-113 "Oude Estás"

Nas horas do dia

Nas horas do dia

Espero... a noite

Espero... a noite

[2x]

Vejo as ondas a passar... pelo mar

Vejo as ondas a passar... pelo mar
Nas horas do dia

Nas horas do dia

Espero... a noite

Espero... a noite



[2x]

Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome... pelo ar

Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome... pelo ar
Nas horas do dia

Nas horas do dia

Fecho... meus olhos

Fecho... meus olhos



[2x]

Vou pelos campos a perguntar... onde estás

Vou pelos campos a perguntar... onde estás
Onde Estás... Onde Estás... Onde Estás... Onde Estás
[english translation:]
[WHERE ARE YOU?]
The hours of the day

The hours of the day

I wait... for the night

I wait... for the night



[2x]

I see the waves passing... by the sea

I see the waves passing... by the sea
The hours of the day

The hours of the day

I wait... for the night

I wait... for the night



[2x]

I see the stars shouting your name... through the air

I see the stars shouting your name... through the air
The hours of the day

The hours of the day

I close... my eyes

I close... my eyes



[2x]

I go by the fields asking... where are you?

I go by the fields asking... where are you?
Where are you?... Where are you?... Where are you?... Where are you?

Reviews

90030-19


AR Artist: Nelly Furtado

AR Artist: Juanes

AL Album: un día normal

About Juanes and album un día normal—from Amazon.com)



Editorial Reviews

Amazon.com

Colombian singer-songwriter Juanes's second solo album is many things: poetic, lyrical, heartfelt, and intelligent. Ordinary, however, would not be among the list of adjectives. The humble title, Un Dia Normal, is more a description of the album's overall themes. It's a slicker and catchier collection than Juanes's politically minded 2000 album Fijate Bien, which earned seven Latin Grammy nominations and tons of critical attention. Un Dia Normal finds the former member of rock outfit Ekhymosis contemplating an array of inner emotions--primarily life, love, and loss--all anchored by Gustavo Santaolalla's tight, precise production work. "La Unica" is a sweet and tuneful love letter, while "Mala Gente" finds Juanes damning a cruel lover to hell--literally. "A Dios le Pido" is an intoxicating swirl of cumbia, reggae, and folk rhythms, but it's the bittersweet duet "Fotografia" that truly soars. Juanes's unassuming vocal style is the perfect complement to Canadian songbird Nelly Furtado's lilting soprano, creating a shining moment among an already impressive collection of gems. --Joey Guerra

90010-113

Another Review

Artist: Nelly Furtado

Album: Whoa Nelly (UK edition)



http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00004Z41Q/qid=1085257291/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_xs_ap_i1_xgl15/102-9146920-3188948?v=glance&s=music&n=507846
Editorial Reviews

Amazon.com

Blame it on the bossa nova, but this chick has got soul. By filtering her Portuguese roots through the trip-hop she was weaned on, Nelly Furtado creates a hypnotic form of R&B/alternapop that at times sounds like Fiona Apple, Macy Gray, and Gwen Stefani all rolled into a Portishead song. Cutting her teeth at four Lilith Fair dates before even having a record contract, Furtado seems accelerated far beyond her 21 years. Listen, and you can hear the Portuguese fado tradition, Brazilian beats, flashy urban rhymes--enough snap, crackle, and pop to fill your breakfast bowl. Put your ear closer to the speaker, though, and you can sense that this is the sound of a multicultural young woman finding her own identity through all the pop she's been fed. If you're someone who likes to sing along to soaring vocals or who likes to get hip to a new star before she goes supernova, this is an album to own. --Heidi Sherman



Album Description

UK edition of the hit 2000 album includes four bonus tracks. 'Oude Estas', 'I Feel You' feat. Esthero, 'My Love Grows Deeper' (Single Version) & the CD-ROM video for the first single, 'I'm Like A Bird'. --This text refers to the Audio CD edition.


Biography of Artist: Example:

Biography: 92000n

920001 = AR: Nelly Furtado
920001-Bio1

Source:

http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/Nelly-Furtado-biography/3498BA0A64523A5148256A08000F9FF8


Nelly Furtado Biography

“Me by Me”


I am impressed when music matters, when genres are broken, when spirits are lifted, when people make a difference, and when people are true to themselves. I am impressed by: Leonard Cohen, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, Woodstock, Free Tibet, free shows for tens of thousands, Marvin Gaye, Bob Marley, De La Soul, good films, visual art, Andy Warhol, jazz, improvisational anything, artists who I watch perform and they bring me to tears, Jeff Buckley, going to a rave, writing poetry about the city, tripping out on a good book, traveling to a foreign city and not knowing anybody...the list goes on and on.
I have always been in awe of nature and all things innovative. Although I grew up in Victoria, B.C, a mere suburb of a city, I know what independence is, I know what soul is and I know what God is. I know what it feels like to sing on the top of a mountain as if God is pumping Abraham straight into me from heaven. I was performing in both Portuguese and English by age four, and playing ukulele and trombone through ages nine to eighteen. I played the trombone in a jazz band, concert band and marching band, and sang and danced in musicals.
I've seen lots and grown lots in my short life span. I have been the bully, I have been bullied, been insecure, been precocious, been lost, been found again, been praised, been heralded, been shamed and been alone. I am not sheltered and I have never been, although family is very important to me. I am quite street smart and my pain often fuels my passion, but more often my spirit does. I aspire, like anyone, to do great things with my life. I want to be Jack Kerouac, Mona Lisa, Ghandi and Mother Theresa all at the same time. I want to inspire people but not in a cheap way. There is an artist in me. I see art everywhere I walk. I believe I was born to sing and to create music that emotionally connects. I was born to document the way I see the world and the experiences I've had in it.
Considering my musical heritage it seems inevitable that I would pursue this musical dream. In S. Miguel, Azores, my late Portuguese grandfather played several instruments. His brother, my great-uncle, was a famed marching band score composer or 'maestro' in his village who today remains somewhat of a legend to the towns people. To this day, even after his death, hundreds of his musical scores remain under lock and key in his basement despite several attempts to confiscate them by local music-lovers. My mother sings in the church choir and my father also enjoys casual singing and has a deep interest in the Portuguese style of music 'fado', or 'fate'. These Portuguese elements and influences are very much a part of what I like to call my 'musical hardrive'.
I received my first tape recorder at age eight - I sang into the microphone and recorded songs myself. I received a keyboard with a built in scratch effect at age eleven. I was writing rhymes at age fourteen but that was a phase which only lasted a couple of months because the hip-hop culture looked so appealing to me then.
I've always been obsessed with new music. I'm nineteen years old so I can't say that my influences are Pink Floyd and Kate Bush, because they aren't. I wasn't even born. I was listening to a haunting Paris sample or a PM Dawn song with a sampled Spandeau Ballet chorus hot off the radio. I was into anything sensational and loud. It was somehow so refreshing to my young ears. Ice T, LL Cool J, Salt n Pepa, Bel Biv Devoe, New Edition, High 5, Jackson 5, Boyz II Men, Mariah Carey, Mary J. Blige, Pharcyde 'passin' me by', Del, Hieroglyphics Crew, TLC , Janet, Word Up Magazine, anything rap and R&B, DJ Quik, Young MC, Diggable planets, Tribe Called Quest or anything I could get my hands on be it a bootleg off the radio or a friend's mix tape. Prince stands vitally, somewhere in the middle.
Anything that was created using a drum machine or a sampler - at ages 14-16 I was there with bells on. The culmination of these listening experiences led to my first studio recording at age 16, belting out full-fledged R&B vocals for a friends Toronto hip-hop group.
New influences came to me as I got older and started listening to my older brother's CD player. I also went to Portugal for a summer vacation and opened up to rock influences like Radiohead, Smashing Pumkins, U2, Pulp, Oasis, and Sarah Maclaughlin. Next came the discovery of Portoisehead, whose style had a significant impact on my writing and production experiences from that point on. Especially intriguing was Beth Gibbons haunting vocal style, which I could mimic to a tee for a good year following. With this wave of influences came Madredeus, Sade, Pedro Abrunhosa, Cornershop, Amalia Rodrigues, Tricky, Prodigy, Bjork, anything Brazilian especially Bossa Nova, Hindu music, and techno in all musical forms, especially drum and bass. Throughout this period I also discovered the greatest hits collections of the Beatles and Simon and Garfunkel. From this point on, the door had been opened up real wide, and it only gets wider each day.
Flashy urban music of the early nineties gave me a love for sampling, technology and hip-hop. It taught me how to be a bold singer, and how to sing with attitude. The later wave of influences taught me passion and meaning. They taught me how to express emotion and melancholy, how to write songs from the heart, develop a personal style and edge to songs and how to develop a signature vocal style.
All of these influences and all of the life experiences I've had that fuel my lyrical content come together to make me, as an artist, urban folk alternative, if that helps any. Through all of my recording experiences I have held good songs in a very high place. I believe in the power of words and the mystery of a good melody. What is music until you make it anyway?
Thanks to saiyanguertad@htomail.com for submitting the biography.

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