"A Bunch of Meninos" is the 5th album of Dead Combo, recorded in September 2013 in Atlantic Blue Studios by Hélder Nelson. 13 snapshots of a film called "A Bunch Of Meninos", performed by the unavoidable Pedro Gonçalves and Tó Trips.

  CD Version

1. Waiting for nick at rick’s café
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass
Tó trips - electric guitar

2. Povo que cais descalço
Tó trips - electric guitar
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass

3. Arraia
Pedro gonçalves - melodica, double bass
Tó trips - electric guitar
António serginho - percussion

4. Miúdas e motas
Tó trips - electric guitar
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass, voice

5. Waits
Pedro gonçalves - double bass,
Electric guitar, melodica, piano
Tó trips - electric guitar
lexandre frazão - drums

6. Zoe llorando
Pedro gonçalves - acoustic guitar
Tó trips - acoustic guitar

7. B.leza
Tó trips - electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Pedro gonçalves - double bass, acoustic guitar, piano, dobro

8. Dona emília
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass, lap steel
Tó trips - electric guitar
Alexandre frazão - drums

9. A bunch of meninos
Tó trips - electric guitar
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass, hammond organ, synth bass
Alexandre frazão - drums, percussion
António serginho - percussion

10. Dos rios
Pedro gonçalves - double bass,
Electric guitar, acoustic guitar, voice
Winchester rifle, dobro
Tó trips - acoustic guitar, electric guitar, dobro

11. Welcome simone
Tó trips - acoustic guitar
Pedro gonçalves - acoustic guitar, double bass

12. Mr. Snowden’s dream
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, double bass, piano, vibraphone
Alexandre frazão - drums

13. Hawai em chelas
Tó trips - acoustic guitar
Pedro gonçalves - electric guitar, lap steel, double bass
António serginho - percussion

 

" They went out through the back door, into the thick fog
That had glued itself to the city’s skin.
The already dim street light had transformed itself into ghosts that vanished.
I stayed sitting in the blood coloured sofa, aiming the revolver at that bunch of meninos.
They were six, grumpy faces, well dressed, malodorous, footman as always.
While the two of them ran through the streets into the infinite,
I kept these at the distance of a bullet.
Then, the one with the moustache came in, the mexican with the rabbit skin overcoat.
That’s when the six went looking for them.
“tus amigos…. Esos que se hacen llamar músicos, están muertos!”
I laughed, got up and left.
Days later we met in a far away hotel and celebrated getting out alive
From that stinky hole in which the city had become. “a bunch of meninos”
We shouted while we emptied another bottle.
When i woke up, with the sun ripping through the white of the curtains,I was alone, once again… Dead combo 2014 "