27-03-2007, 03.56.45
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Half digital, half analog
Registrato il: 27-08-2001
Residenza: Roma □ Berlino ■
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Title • Lifestyle (Radio - Style) Author • Elektric Music Album • Lifestyle (Maxi-Single) Released • 1993 Genre • Electronic Style • Synth-Pop  Life-Style just another headline life-Style stealing your time are you ready? are you ready? life-Style just another headline life-Style stealing your time get a new hairstyle and buy a new dress check the design sweet success well come to the in-place drive the right car hear the hit music wherever you are life-Style just another headline life-Style stealing your time meet the right people tell the in joke the meaning of lifestyle is to be en-vogue [phonemes solo] life-Style just another headline life-Style stealing your time [stuff & phonemes] life-Style just another headline life-Style stealing your time   |
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28-03-2007, 00.12.01
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Half digital, half analog
Registrato il: 27-08-2001
Residenza: Roma □ Berlino ■
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 Title • A Pain That I'm Used To Author • Depeche Mode Album • Playing The Angel Released • 2005 Genre • Electronic Style • Synth-Pop I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore I just know that I'm harder to console I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me But the key is a question of control Can you say what you're trying to play anyway I just pay while you're breaking all the rules All the signs that I find have been underlined Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled All this running around, well it's getting me down Just give me a pain that I'm used to I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive You just need to achieve something that rings true There's a hole in your soul like an animal With no conscience, repentance unknown Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise Devils feed on the seeds that are sown I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real No mistaking the faking, I care With a prayer in the air I will leave it there On a note full of hope not despair All this running around, well it's getting me down Just give me a pain that I'm used to I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive You just need to achieve something that rings true All this running around, well it's getting me down Just give me a pain that I'm used to I don't need to believe all the dreams you concieve You just need to achieve something that rings true |
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29-03-2007, 00.21.38
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masculinféminin
Registrato il: 27-06-2001
Residenza: Sitting in her Nowhere Land, Making all her nowhere plans.
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Capossela è all'origine,
 Titolo: Poste e telegrafi blues Autore: ALESSANDRO STEFANA Tratto da: Poste E Telegrafi Traccia: 04 Anno: 2007 Genere: folktronica Link: http://www.myspace.com/alessandrostefana Tracklist. 1. Western Soda 2. Semi tostati di cielo 3. Motel 4. Poste e telegrafi blues 5. Fiori campionati 6. Whales Cemetary 7. Titoli di coda |
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29-03-2007, 00.50.42
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DISTORTION
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 Name Building Steam With A Grain Of Salt Artist DJ Shadow Album Endtroducing Year 1996 Citazione:
Ma poco importa. Il mio vuole essere un "complimenti" più o meno velato alle tue selezioni. Notevole, davvero. 
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29-03-2007, 00.54.37
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masculinféminin
Registrato il: 27-06-2001
Residenza: Sitting in her Nowhere Land, Making all her nowhere plans.
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a mia difesa dico di aver fatto un amaro copia/incolla da non so dove. 
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29-03-2007, 02.07.36
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DISTORTION
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 Name Apt. A (1) Artist cLOUDDEAD Album cLOUDDEAD Year 2001 Passata un'ora, varcato il limite. Tempo di un nuovo brano. Tra l'altro, un bellissimo album. Ultima modifica di funker : 30-03-2007 alle ore 03.06.50 |
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29-03-2007, 02.28.56
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Half digital, half analog
Registrato il: 27-08-2001
Residenza: Roma □ Berlino ■
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Citazione:
 Questa cover degli Information Society è tanto bella tanto intensa come l'originale dell'88, consigliato a tutti   Title • Running (The Information Society) Author • Damills Album • Deconstructing Electronics (piano & voice) Released • 2006 Genre • Pop Style • Jazz Hot steamy night alone I wait for you. Cold brittle morning alone And I cry for you. And when you finally call, You cloak your moves in the shadows. Those days and nights I was good to you. They must not have meant very much to you. The night I needed you the most, My cries fell on deaf ears. And Im running so hard to find it And Im running so fast. And Im telling you know to leave me, Our romance cannot last. And if someday I need to see you, Ill come back from the past. Ill come back and find you, Ill never leave you now. Those days and nights I was good to you. They must not have meant very much to you. The night I needed you the most, My cries fell on deaf ears. Now I dont want to play games with you. But I dont know what to say to you. The digits change so slowly now. Im going it alone. And Im running so hard to find it And Im running so fast. And Im telling you now to leave me, Our romance cannot last. And if someday I need to see you, Ill come back from the past. Ill come back and find you, Ill never leave you now. |
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30-03-2007, 00.39.57
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masculinféminin
Registrato il: 27-06-2001
Residenza: Sitting in her Nowhere Land, Making all her nowhere plans.
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 Titolo: Natch Autore: Arc Lab Tratto da: No Spectre Traccia: 03 Anno: 2007 Genere: elettronica Link: http://www.n5md.com/download.php?catno=144 Tracklist. 1: I`m All Vectors 2: Versions 3: Natch 4: So Much For No Surprises 5: The Several Song 6: Dead Days 7: Miss Wet T-Shirt Vancouver 2006 8: Plays Tim Arndt 9: Spectres 10: The Past! 11: All Parallels Citazione:
Ultima modifica di Kiara : 30-03-2007 alle ore 00.42.00 |
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30-03-2007, 03.15.35
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DISTORTION
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 Name Hydrant Game (Remix) Artist Quasimoto Remixed by Madlib Album The Further Adventures of Lord Quas Remixed in Mind Fusion Vol. 1 Year 2005 Ultima modifica di funker : 30-03-2007 alle ore 03.17.53 |
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30-03-2007, 09.14.14
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civilizated
Registrato il: 28-08-2005
Residenza: Verona
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Titolo: Landocked Blues
Artista: Bright Eyes Album: I'm wide awake, it's morning  Traccia: 8 If you walk away, I’ll walk away First tell me which road you will take I don’t want to risk our paths crossing some day So you walk that way, I’ll walk this way And the future hangs over our heads And it moves with each current event Until it falls all around like a cold steady rain Just stay in when it’s looking this way And the moon’s laying low in the sky Forcing everything metal to shine And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case They argue walk this way, no, walk this way And Laura’s asleep in my bed As I’m leaving she wakes up and says “I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave Baby don’t go away, come here” And there’s kids playing guns in the street And ones pointing his tree branch at me So I put my hands up I say “enough is enough, If you walk away, I’ll walk away” And he shot me dead I found a liquid cure From my landlocked blues It’ll pass away like a slow parade It’s leaving but I don’t know how soon And the world’s got me dizzy again You think after 22 years I’d be used to the spin And it only feels worse when I stay in one place So I’m always pacing around or walking away I keep drinking the ink from my pen And I’m balancing history books up on my head But it all boils down to one quotable phrase If you love something, give it away A good woman will pick you apart A box full of suggestions for your possible heart But you may be offended and you may be afraid But don’t walk away, don’t walk away We made love on the living room floor With the noise in the background of a televised war And in the deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say “If we walk away, they’ll walk away” But greed is a bottomless pit And our freedom’s a joke We’re just taking a piss And the whole world must watch the sad comic display If you’re still free start running away Cause we’re coming for you! I’ve grown tired of holding this pose I feel more like a stranger each time I come home So I’m making a deal with the devils of fame Saying “let me walk away, please” You’ll be free child once you have died From the shackles of language and measurable time And then we can trade places, play musical graves Till then walk away, walk away So I’m up at dawn Putting on my shoes I just want to make a clean escape I’m leaving but I don’t know where to I know I’m leaving but I don’t know where to 
potere troppe volete delegato ad altre mani, sganciato e restituitoci dai tuoi areoplani, io vengo a restituirti un pò del tuo terrore, del tuo disordine, del tuo rumore... |
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30-03-2007, 14.30.45
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amplifier Worship
Registrato il: 07-05-2002
Messaggi: 690
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Noto che qui qualcuno s'è fissato con l'hip-hop. Eccellente.
 Titolo__Info Kill II Artista_Company Flow Album_Funcrusher Plus (1997) Durata_3'48'' Genere Alternative Hip-Hop  Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 4X) [El-P] My skit is sick (repeat 6X) Verse One: Bigg Jus The hope, in a dark universe chasing shadows Into the burning season, slay to a sunk pharaoh Icon, holding a diamond encrusted Jesus Please, stop check and, suck my rated 50 are in these chromosomes hell Still these guns blaze on a ten hour swing shift Who I had thoroughly wanted to rip shit Grab the rags and towels and swing their caps back See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of 'tack The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted caught it late night on Telemundo, Nightcrawlin', teleportin' Spotted in boot camp dishing out an ass whpping, bad decision Align astrologically to ensure global time positioning Take aim, blast government conspiracies out the frame Excuse me, El Diablo, excuse me The worldwide b-boy exhibit is now closed Widen your distribution of nitrogen, swing nightsticks on patrol The Bad Lieutenant, digital chaos out of control Deep in a swampland, the killer's out officially financed Graffiti crazed individual rock steady in all his fury Backspinnin on these crabs, signed sincerely yours truly Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 6X) Verse Two: El-P Who disperses poisonous crackers with gem tones One minute of verses the beats to spot zones, angled out Murder kill def sucky bitch cock and that's your best shot Strictly Freudian the way I see another crab frontin within the inkblot Like that dung beetle squirmin around in the residue of my math The design burnt into the support beam and contorted into a love mode Seemingly gave the whole squad the Hiroshima for preference For using my blueprints as a point of reference Co Flow can only exist in your void which is closed in the internet Trying to match definitions to the words with which I taught See technically you're not the germ it's your sperm that's the weapon I fear ducks fertilizin and teachin their seeds all the half steppin Spawnin little replicate idiots, so I madly touch pressure points badly Sadly but it's my duty When amnio-belief bust down, turn around for the script that I falcon See that with that you drown, eerily... Under the bridge micronautics Pop is pure but then the septic system bubble up through the artists 454 Fahrenheit bombers we are As long as I can see the North Star Cross minds but don't try to hide the use of a gun as an extension of the penis When Yin collides with Yang you see me burn into the Phoenix Blinded don't test me I already received my G.E.D. Scored in the top .5 percentile in the country, quite easily Record mode set up the EQ for minus Infect it like the germs that metamorph up in your sinus As with this slang was born a new Sodom I be a Deep Blue def subtle breath control that Kasparov pack The acidic 32nd contact While snakes try to scream out what a friend is Then lick off like Mendendez With only a stick so I can blood just bricklay a biggie thick set aside suit Homicide sad times settle into entropy I El-Venom, patchwork I've sewn the last stitch X-axis Tilted on the side where they coulda been residing amongst freaks Company Flow, kill informational leaks Flow some mo' Co shit (repeat 3X)  |
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30-03-2007, 17.21.14
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Una per Company Flow. Cazzo. Allora rompo il flusso, con tanto di cappello al tuo avatar.  Name Coopers World Artist Squarepusher Album Hard normal daddy Year 1997 |
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30-03-2007, 22.56.31
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la vittoria è mia
Registrato il: 22-12-2002
Residenza: Perugia (ma Roma nel cuore)
Messaggi: 2.756
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 Autore Kiko Loureiro Album No Gravity Titolo Pau-de-arara Anno 2005 Genere Guitar Hero Link Utili http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kiko_Loureiro  Ultima modifica di Nightal : 31-03-2007 alle ore 14.03.47 |
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