Here I come, there I am.

Feb

9

5 класики с дълбоко съдържание

at 13:32 by nofearinc
Category: музикални джангъри

 

Последните седмици ми се въртят в главата няколко полулярни и не особено нови хита, които ме карат да се замисля повече, отколкото е нормално. Текстовете ми се ротират в главата и се опитвам да си обясня, аджеба, 'какво си мисли авторът', както се изисква да се тълкува на литературно-интерпретативно съчинение по кандидат-студентските изпити.

Впрочем, поста е пълен с грешки. Като се започне от липсата на пълен член на 'поста', мине се през това, че песните са 6, вместо 5, не всички от тях са класики... Изобщо 'Пълен мрак'. Но и аз така се чувствам, докато ги слушам всичките и започвам да се отнасям в размисли и страсти какво, къде и защо се случва.

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Sting - Russians

Напоследък съм на вълна Sting, като главните заподозрени в плейлиста са Mad About You и Fragile (поздрав за Хриси ;)  ). Озадачи ме обаче именно Russians, която визира Студената война и конфликта между Щатите и Русия. Всичко щеше да е наред - историческа песен, а, у. Стига да не бе изцяло проруски настроена. Не съм русофил, ама янки хептем не обичам. А в лириките се намърдват навсякъде: "What might save us, me, and you/Is that the russians love their children too"

What the heck...

 

 

 

In europe and america, theres a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the soviets
Mr. krushchev said we will bury you
I dont subscribe to this point of view
It would be such an ignorant thing to do
If the russians love their children too

How can I save my little boy from oppenheimers deadly toy
There is no monopoly in common sense
On either side of the political fence
We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the russians love their children too

There is no historical precedent
To put the words in the mouth of the president
Theres no such thing as a winnable war
Its a lie that we dont believe anymore
Mr. reagan says we will protect you
I dont subscribe to this point of view
Believe me when I say to you
I hope the russians love their children too

We share the same biology
Regardless of ideology
What might save us, me, and you
Is that the russians love their children too

Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue - Where The Wild Roses Grow

Безспорен евъргрийн, сеш' ли се. Невероятно изпълнение, невероятни гласове, изобщо чудесно. В Ютуб профила ми бях записал дори кавър техен, като изключим иначе тъй квалитетния запис с мобилния телефон (камерата още не е в работен режим). Припевът ми се върти в главата периодично, с хитово съдържание и опияняващия глас на Кайли и респектиращия тембър на Ник.

 

 

 

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
As she stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
They grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped the tears that ran down my face

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, 'Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?'

On the second day he came with a single rose
Said: 'Will you give me your loss and your sorrow?'
I nodded my head, as I layed on the bed
He said, 'If I show you the roses will you follow?'

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
As I kissed her goodbye, I said, 'All beauty must die'
And lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
 

Iron Maiden - Hallowed be thy name

Размишленията на човека в клетката и последните му мигове... Някак епично звучи творението на Мейдъните, с градация, с цялата нощ преди смъртта... Просто като завършек на "Смело сърце" с Мел Гибсън.

 

 

 

I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.

When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I take a look through the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.

Can it be that there's some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end, of some crazy dream.

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not so easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when i try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying,
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end.

As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has he let me go?

As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.

Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to see the truth.

When you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you'll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion

Hallowed Be Thy Name

The Cat Empire - The Car Song

Определено нон-евъргрийн, но какво от това? Пичовете са доста известни в Австралия, тъй като са от Мелбърн. Имат голяма brass секция, виртуозен пианист (слабост са ми колегите на клавишните), басистът посвирва и на контрабас... Свежари са доста. Абсурдно небрежно-идиотското-лежерно отношение на сцената се вижда във Fishies, а баладично-романтичният характер е разкрит в The Lost Song (оригинален лайф или качествен студиен запис). Както и да е, групата е яка и с огромен рейндж от песни, но причината за мястото й в импровизираната класация е The Car Song. Сюжетът е за лентяй в училище, който се гаври с един от 'лузърите', в следствие на което 10 години по-късно последният кара Порше, взел е мадамата на лентяя (има ли такава дума?) и бачка мечтаната от последния професия :) Доста забавна и в същото време поучителна история.

 

 

 

 The weekend is the weekend
And its sunny in the park
Ill stay here with my beer and fish and chips till it gets dark
Ive got a lot of homework
But homework he can wait
I never start my homework till its already too late
My parents say think about your future and my teachers say the same
But its hard
When theres a basketball game in the park
Its 1998
And everybodys saying:
Harry, youre going to be a lawyer some day

Its Monday bloody Monday
And theres two things I forgot
I forgot to do my homework
And Ive only got one sock
Im halfway through a test
But I just cant concentrate
Im sitting next to Fontaine
I want to ask her on a date
I really want to start a conversation
But each time she walks past
I start choking on my pencil
And fall flat on my ass
I need to concentrate
I have to get this grade
Or I might fail to be a lawyer someday

BRIDGE
But just right now
Can think of anything better to do
Than just sit down at the piano and a write this tune
And maybe later
Maybe later in the afternoon
Ill sit back and relax
And think of all the things Im going to do

CHORUS
Someday
Ill buy an old car
Someday
Ill get that car to start
Someday
Ill learn how to drive too
And then Someday
Imagine all the things I could do.

(That was 1998 now
Bring it forward to the present day now
Cause some things have changed
but some things never change)

The weekend is the weekend
And its sunny in the park
Ill stay here with my beer and fish n chips till it gets dark
I just saw Peter Parsons
Who used to be in my class
I always gave him wedgies cause I thought he worked too hard
He said, Harry, life is great
I feel so happy these days
Im a litigation lawyer
So I got it made
Im going out with Fontaine
Rememer her from tenth grade?
I drive a Porsche so I cant complain

BRIDGE
Shit! And look at me cant think of anything better to do
That just sit down at the piano and write this tune
And maybe later
Maybe later in the afternoon
Ill sit back and relax and think of all the things Im going to do

CHORUS

Metallica - The Unforgiven III

Новото продължение на 'незабравимите' на Металика, от Death Magnetic 2008-ма. Ревютата на групата и на албума варират от идолопоклонически до 'загробващи', но така или иначе има някои много яки изпълнения (след разочарованието ми от St. Anger). В Unforgiven се наслаждавам много на пианото - нетипично за групата по принцип. И ключовата фраза, която цитирам като сентенция напоследък: "How can I be lost If I've got nowhere to go?"
Тези дни гледах Making of Unforgiven III и отново си спомних за нея. Самото парче май го няма официално в Тубата, заради авторски права, дрън-дрън. Аз пък пускам линк към друг източник.

 

 

 

How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure

Was he the one causing pain
With his careless dreaming?
Been afraid
Always afraid
Of the things he's feeling
He could just be gone

He would just sail on
He'll just sail on

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Searched the seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost
In remembrance I relive
How can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

These days drift on inside a fog
It's thick and suffocating
This seeking life outside its hell
Inside intoxicating
He's run aground
Like his life
Water's much too shallow
Slipping fast
Down with the ship
Fading in the shadows now
A castaway

They've
All gone
Away

They've gone away

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost
In remembrance I relive
And how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me not
Forgive me
Forgive me, why can't I forgive me?

Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever

How can I be lost
If I've got nowhere to go?
Search for seas of gold
How come it's got so cold?
How can I be lost
In remembrance I relive
So how can I blame you
When it's me I can't forgive?

Michael Jackson - Liberian Girl

Някъде се губи картинката на жената зад всеки силен мъж, началото на всички големи войни и другите в това жанрово подразделение. В The Car Song по-горе имаше малко любовни авантюри, в песента на Ник и Кайли имаше за любовта като цяло, но не и за обожествяване на женската натура. За да не се обидят феминистките, ето и друга класика от колекцията ми (също с кавър в ютуб профила ми индийд). Друг хит на Джексън, който слушам в последно време, съдържа затапващото: 

Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

Damn :)

Оригиналният клип е с много говорене през песента и се губи есенцията.

 

 

 

(Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka
Piya-Mpenziwe)
(I Love You Too-I Want You
Too-My Love)

Liberian Girl . . .
You Came And You Changed
My World
A Love So Brand New
Liberian Girl . . .
You Came And You Changed
Me Girl
A Feeling So True

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
Just Like In The Movies,
With Two Lovers In A Scene
And She Says . . .
"Do You Love Me"
And He Says So Endlessly . . .
"I Love You, Liberian Girl"

(Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka
Piya-Mpenziwe)
(I Love You Too-I Want You
Too-My Love)

Liberian Girl . . .
More Precious Than
Any Pearl
Your Love So Complete
Liberian Girl . . .
You Kiss Me Then,
Ooh,The World
You Do This To Me

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
Just Like In The Movies,
With Two Lovers In A Scene
And She Says,

"Do You Love Me"
And He Says So Endlessly
"I Love You, Liberian Girl"
(Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka
Piya-Mpenziwe)
(I Love You Too-I Want You
Too-My Love)

Liberian Girl
You Know That You Came
And You Changed My World,
I Wait For The Day,
When You Have To Say
"I Do,"
And I'll Smile And Say It Too,
And Forever We'll Be True
I Love You, Liberian Girl,
(Girl)
All The Time

I Love You Liberian Girl,
(Girl)
All The Time

I Love You Liberian Girl,
(Girl)
All The Time

I Love You Liberian Girl,
(Girl)
All The Time

I Love You
(Girl)
I Love You Baby

I Want You
I Love You Baby
Ooh!
(Girl)
I Love You Baby,
I Want You Baby, Ooh!
(Girl)

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