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IV. Presentation
Words by Neil Peart, Music by Alex Lifeson ... "In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim, expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall." ... ... "Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet..." I know it's most unusual To come before you so But I've found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know Listen to my music And hear what it can do There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Yes, we know it's nothing new It's just a waste of time We have no need for ancient ways The world is doing fine Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this beauty Just think what we might do Listen to my music And hear what it can do There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Don't annoy us further We have our work to do Just think about the average What use have they for you? Another toy will help destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan V. Oracle: The Dream Words by Neil Peart, Music by Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson ... "I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase" ... ... "I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of all these things ..." I wandered home though the silent streets And fell into a fitful sleep Escape to realms beyond the night Dream can't you show me the light? I stand atop a spiral stair An oracle confronts me there He leads me on light years away Through astral nights, galactic days I see the works of gifted hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With hungry mind and open eyes They left the planet long ago The elder race still learn and grow Their power grows with purpose strong To claim the home where they belong Home, to tear the Temples down... Home, to change.. VI. Soliloquy Words by Neil Peart, Music by Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson ... "I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last." The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don't think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life Oh...noo! My spirits are low in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over.. VII. Grand Finale Music by Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson, and Neil Peart Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation We have assumed control. We have assumed control. We have assumed control.
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Agarralo! Matalo!
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TITOLO: Filthy/Gorgeous
AUTORE: Scissor Sisters ALBUM: Scissor Sisters ![]() When you're walkin' down the street And the man tries to get your business And the people that you meet Want to open you up like Christmas You gotta wrap your fuzzy in a big red bow Ain't no sum bitch gonna treat me like a ho I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess Cuz you're filthy Oooh, and I'm gorgeous: You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty And you can grab me oooh, cuz you're nasty When you're runnin' from a trick And you trip on a hit of acid You gotta work for the man But your biggest moneymakers' flaccid You gotta keep your shit together With your feet on the ground There ain't noone gonna listen If you haven't made a sound You're an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard Cuz you're filthy Oooh, and I'm gorgeous: You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty And you can grab me oooh, cuz you're nasty ![]() ![]() Ho guardato il cielo attraverso la nebbia rossa di sangue e Dio non c'era. Siamo soli quaggiù. Viviamo le nostre vita in mancanza di meglio da fare. Nati dal nulla, facciamo figli destinati come noi al nulla. |
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Agarralo! Matalo!
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TITOLO: Digital Love
AUTORE: Daft Punk ALBUM: Discovery ![]() Last night I had a dream about you In this dream I'm dancing right beside you And it looked like everyone was having fun the kind of feeling I've waited so long Don't stop come a little closer As we jam the rythm gets stronger There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun We were dancing all night long The time is right to put my arms around you You're feeling right You wrap your arms around too But suddenly I feel the shining sun Before I knew it this dream was all gone Ooh I don't know what to do About this dream and you I wish this dream comes true Ooh I don't know what to do About this dream and you We'll make this dream come true Why don't you play the game ? Why don't you play the game ? ![]() ![]() Ho guardato il cielo attraverso la nebbia rossa di sangue e Dio non c'era. Siamo soli quaggiù. Viviamo le nostre vita in mancanza di meglio da fare. Nati dal nulla, facciamo figli destinati come noi al nulla. |
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Artista: The Who
Album: Who's Next Titolo: Won't Get Fooled Again Anno: 1971 Genere: Rock ![]() We'll be fighting in the streets With our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on Sit in judgement of all wrong They decide and the shotgun sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again The change, it had to come We knew it all along We were liberated from the fold, that's all And the world looks just the same And history ain't changed 'Cause the banners, they are flown in the next war I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again No, no! I'll move myself and my family aside If we happen to be left half alive I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky Though I know that the hypnotized never lie Do ya? There's nothing in the streets Looks any different to me And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye And the parting on the left Are now parting on the right And the beards have all grown longer overnight I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again Don't get fooled again No, no! Meet the new boss Same as the old boss
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Citazione:
![]() Veramente grandissimo, è qualcosa di impressionante la bellezza di quel disco. ![]() Rilancio con qualcosa di leggermente diverso ![]() .:. Titolo .:. Turnover .:. Autore .:. Fugazi .:. Album .:. Repeater .:. Anno .:. 1990 .:. Genere .:. Hardcore-Punk .:. Durata .:. 4' 16'' ![]() Langour rises reaching, to turn off the alarm And there's never so much seething That it can't be disarmed You just stop it up, Pass it on Shove it to shelf it, To leave it off and turnover Lounging against your weapons, Until your muscles find lock In the ease of that position, A residue of tremor passes As some cherie amour suggests That maybe it was time to smash things up But just stop it up, Pass it on Shove it to shelf it, To lead it on and turnover I'm only sleeping ![]() " Nell'arco della loro carriera i Fugazi sono una delle formazioni piu` importanti dell'intera storia del punk-rock, oltre che il faro della scena di Washington. Per un decennio sono stati un baluardo di onesta` e devozione (oltre che intelligenza e ispirazione) per tutta la scena rock. Il loro contributo etico e politico e` pari a quello artistico. Hanno trasformato l'hardcore in un veicolo espressivo tanto malleabile quanto potente e hanno in tal modo compiuto un'operazione non troppo diversa da quella che Jim Morrison opero` sul rock psichedelico. La teatralita` del loro sound non ha eguali negli annali del genere che era nato per reagire alla teatralita` del rock. Asceta morale e artista dissoluto, Ian MacKaye e` una delle intelligenze piu` lucide del punkrock tutto. "
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Grandissimi i Fugazi
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![]() e-mail: evilmastea@gmail.com
msn: efdigi@msn.com To abandon the struggle for private happiness, to expel all eagerness of temporary desire, to burn with passion for eternal things -- this is emancipation, and this is the free man's worship |
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masculinféminin
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[[Titolo]] Creep
[[Autore]] Radiohead [[Album]] Pablo Honey [[Anno]] 1993 [[Genere]] rock "profeta" [[Durata]] 3' 56'' ![]() When you were here before Couldn't look you in the eye You're just like an angel Your skin makes me cry You float like a feather In a beautiful world I wish I was special You're so fucking special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I want to have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice when I'm not around You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell I'm doing here? I don't belong here She's running out again She's running out She runs runs runs Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here I don't belong here |
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.:. Titolo .:. A Song For All Seasons
.:. Autore .:. Jefferson Airplane .:. Album .:. Volunteers .:. Anno .:. 1969 .:. Genere .:. Rock/Blues .:. Durata .:. 3' 34'' ![]() Well the word was out on the street today All the friends that I'd met would have to say While your records line the shelves You're fighting amongst yourselves That's a hell of a lot of dues for you to pay Well the word my friend you know is on the street It's on the lips of everyone I meet While you're climbin up the chart Your band just fell apart I guess your life just ain't really that complete You know your car with which I was impressed Well I hear that it's gonna be repossessed Well I thought you had it made But you ain't even paid For the things that you've bought Since the acid test I hear you manager skipped town with all your pay And your lead singer's bulge turns the censors grey Wall that's really a doggone shame But who's there left to blame And all you ever really wanted was just to play They say your drummer he's crazy as a loon Last night they found him baying at the moon As as for your lead guitar He just cracked up his car But he should be out of traction very soon Well my friend it's time for me to go I just can't be late for my evening show You see I've written this tune And I hope that very soon I'll be heard on Top 40 radio.
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Agarralo! Matalo!
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Citazione:
![]() TITOLO: Make Love AUTORE: Daft Punk ALBUM: Human after all instrumental ![]() ![]() Ho guardato il cielo attraverso la nebbia rossa di sangue e Dio non c'era. Siamo soli quaggiù. Viviamo le nostre vita in mancanza di meglio da fare. Nati dal nulla, facciamo figli destinati come noi al nulla. |
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.::.Titolo: We need freedom
.::.Autore: Antico .::.Durata: 5' 27" .::.Album: / .::.Genere: "Old style" techno .::.Anno: 1991 Chi ricorda il nome di Antico sicuramente lo associa a "Dreamer (Hoomba Homba)", produzione progressive dance degli anni d'oro, quando imperversava il sound in stile Robert Miles, DJ Dado, e via dicendo... invece io ho voluto oggi ripescare questa traccia molto più old, e secondo me anche molto più bella (nel 1991 erano pochi i dischi che si avvicinassero così tanto alla techno / trance più moderna) ed incazzata, veramente una chicca. Se riuscite a procurarvela, ve la consiglio, è una perla assoluta, rende bene l'idea di quanto fosse più bella la musica "innovativa" tanti anni fa rispetto ad oggi. Per quanto riguarda Antico, è un progetto che ruota fondamentalmente attorno a quattro nomi: Roby Arduini, Max Persona, Luca Cittadini e l'immancabile Gianfranco Bortolotti, che penso abbia fatto da solo un buon 50% della storia della musica dance made in Italy. Un grandissimo, veramente, è in quasi tutte le creazioni che contano del genere. |
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P&J
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Artista: B.B. King
Album: Deuces Wild Titolo: The Thrill Is Gone Anno: 1997 Genere: Blues The thrill is gone The thrill is gone away The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away You know you done me wrong baby And you'll be sorry someday The thrill is gone It's gone away from me The thrill is gone baby The thrill is gone away from me Although, I'll still live on But so lonely I'll be The thrill is gone It's gone away for good The thrill is gone baby It's gone away for good Someday I know I'll be open armed baby Just like I know a good man should You know I'm free, free now baby I'm free from your spell Oh I'm free, free, free now I'm free from your spell And now that it's all over All I can do is wish you well
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we said noon
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Artista: Skid Row
Titolo: I Remember You Album: Skid Row Anno: 1989 Genere: Rock Woke up to the sound of pouring rain The wind would whisper and I’d think of you And all the tears you cried, that called my name And when you needed me I came through I paint a picture of the days gone by When love went blind and you would make me see I’d stare a lifetime into your eyes So that I knew you were there for me Time after time you were there for me Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I’d wanna hear you say - I remember you We spend the summer with the top rolled down Wished ever after would be like this You said I love you babe, without a sound I said I’d give my life for just one kiss I’d live for your smile and die for your kiss Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I’d wanna hear you say - I remember you We’ve had our share of hard times But that’s the price we paid And through it all we kept the promise that we made I swear you’ll never be lonely Woke up to the sound of pouring rain Washed away a dream of you But nothing else could ever take you away ’cause you’ll always be my dream come true Oh my darling, I love you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I’d wanna hear you say - I remember you Remember yesterday - walking hand in hand Love letters in the sand - I remember you Through the sleepless nights and every endless day I’d wanna hear you say - I remember you ![]() L: Scusi?
Ca: eh?...mh.. si.. Ch: Porca paletta Bo: Parla con me ( )Vecchiax: LiBBero? Lu: ah! mira... |
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![]() ![]() Riesce anche a sciogliere il mio cuore di ghiaccio questa ballatona
![]() e-mail: evilmastea@gmail.com
msn: efdigi@msn.com To abandon the struggle for private happiness, to expel all eagerness of temporary desire, to burn with passion for eternal things -- this is emancipation, and this is the free man's worship |
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amplifier Worship
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Artista: Ministry
Titolo: Flashback Durata: 4'48'' Album: The Land Of Rape And Honey Anno: 1988 Genere: Industrial Rock ![]() Traccia di una ferocia inaudita, consiste in un riff ultra distorto ripetuto all'infinito su una base di beats elettronici anch'essi ripetuti per tutta la durata della canzone, il tutto inasprito dalla voce ultra-effettata e incazzatissima di Al Jourgensen (il front-man dei Ministry) e da vari samples di risate, urla e altre voci distorte (praticamente le uniche cose che cambiano nella canzone). Verso meta' traccia si prende un po' il respiro grazie a un velocissimo assolo di chitarra molto distrorto (tanto per cambiare) della durata di una manciata di secondi, e una volta concluso riprende a battere il corrosivo martellamento. Dove sta il bello di questa canzone? Proprio nella sua ripetivita', che permette a questo macigno di suoni acidi e malati di poter essere quasi ballato. Testo: I'm gonna kill him I'm gonna break his face I'm gonna crack his skull I'm gonna kick it all in I'm gonna break his legs off I'm gonna rip his head off and then shit down his neck and then I'll laugh like a motherfucker and then I'll laugh like a motherfucker coz i hate her and then I'll fall past I'm gonna flashback flashback coz I hate her pneumatic drill right through her chest bedroom punching right through the rest I'm gonna make her suffer I'm gonna make her suffer and then watch her die coz I hate her and then I'll fall past I'm gonna flashback flashback coz I hate her I'm gonna rip her flesh I'm gonna piss in her face I'm gonna rip her open and then hit her with mace I'm gonna make her suffer I'm gonna make her suffer I'm gonna make her cry I'm gonna watch her die coz I hate her and then I'll fall past I'm gonna flashback flashback I hate her flashback laugh like a motherfucker ![]() |
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Lashed
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.::.Titolo: Storm
.::.Autore: Storm .::.Durata: 6' 37" .::.Album: / .::.Genere: Trance .::.Anno: 1998 L'essenza della Trance. Ripetitiva, potente, inconfondibile, devastante: c'è tutto in questo disco, i caratteri somatici del genere sono presenti in blocco. Una delle produzioni più belle di tutti i tempi, imperdibile per gli amanti della musica di questo tipo. PS: per chi non lo sapesse, Storm = Jam & Spoon (nome che forse risulterà più familiare agli amanti della musica dance anni '90).
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Artista: Eric Clapton
Album: Layla And Other Assorted Love Songs Titolo: Layla Anno: 1970 Genere: Rock/Blues What'll you do when you get lonely And nobody's waiting by your side? You've been running and hiding much too long. You know it's just your foolish pride. Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. I tried to give you consolation When your old man had let you down. Like a fool, I fell in love with you, Turned my whole world upside down. Layla, you've got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging, darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind. Let's make the best of the situation Before I finally go insane. Please don't say we'll never find a way And tell me all my love's in vain.
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Artista: Ozzy Osbourne
Album: Live at Budokan Titolo: Crazy Train Ripresa in live di uno dei pezzi storici dell'era randy-rohadiana dell'ormai storico ex cantante dei Black Sabbath, trova la sua principale giustificazione tra i pezzi da segnalare nella performace straordinaria del chitarrista Zackk Wylde, che edita a piacimento i già perfetti riff dell'originale, dando origine ad un sound neo-neoclassico da sturbo. Da ascoltare, così come tutto il live. ![]() e-mail: evilmastea@gmail.com
msn: efdigi@msn.com To abandon the struggle for private happiness, to expel all eagerness of temporary desire, to burn with passion for eternal things -- this is emancipation, and this is the free man's worship |
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