Σάββατο, 11 Ιουνίου 2016

The Kinks "Death of a Clown" (Something Else by The Kinks - Pye, 1967)


My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So let's all drink to the death of a clown
Won't someone help me to break up this crown
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
Let's all drink to the death of a clown

The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor

Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
So won't someone help me to break up this crown
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

(Ακόμα δεν έχω πιστέψει πως θα μπω στο Gagarin και δε θα σε βρω)

Παρασκευή, 27 Μαΐου 2016

Nam "Turbo zone" (album: "VHS" - Self released, 2016)


Προφανώς και το να έχεις το VHS για τίτλο ενώ η φάση σου είναι retrowave ισοδυναμεί με το να παίζεις black metal και να τιτλοφορείς το άλμπουμ σου "Satan". Αλλά τούτοι εδώ οι Ρώσοι αποδεικνύουν πως, αν χρειαστεί, ρετροσερφάρουν εξίσου καλά με τους Γάλλους.

Πέμπτη, 19 Μαΐου 2016

Death Grips "Giving Bad People Good Ideas" ("Bottomless pit" - Third Worlds / Harvest Records, 2016)


I keep, I keep
Good ideas
I keep, I keep giving bad
Giving bad people...

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Those who can’t adjust
Ten fold dismantled pus
Operandi minus modus
My phlegm you to dust
Dragon chaser
I’ll quit later
Asteroid to midnight powder
This like genocide just louder
Fuck who we going after
Fuck them, I’m a have to fuck them over
And the closer, shows over
Bet bitch much, you wanna bet, bitch?
Keep that o and x shit
Feed a narc my driveway
Don’t trip ‘cause I may

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

I cough up locks, catatonic jingle
Mausoleum treatment, strands of chemo
Unwell out my slit gashes tempo
I’m crawling with swarming crescendo
Execution, my nerves I’m slurring
You deserve this, your worthless disturbs me

I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Mutter, stagger, I’m in you
I got you covered, scatter, you’re meant to
Pull a lick real quick
Made off I fling
Shallow plots for senile kings
Cruelty keeps me even
I moan like flukes
Euphoria follows puke
I won’t pull my chute

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

Lead heavy lead us, remedy us
Hem me, I suffer to catch reflux
I ingest reflux
Bile threshold, cortex deluxe
Torture me lust
Holding horses with bacteria, uhh
I’m downing this vial of old Siberia
Overtoning mysteria

I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind
I want you to next time
It doesn’t sound so bad when I say it in my mind

Giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas
I keep giving bad people good ideas

(Οι Slayer και οι Public Enemy ειναι γέροι). 

Πέμπτη, 5 Μαΐου 2016

David Bowie & Annie Lennox "Under pressure" (The Freddie Mercury Tribute Concert:1992 - Eagle Vision, 2013)

Pressure pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, "Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets

Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days - it never rains but it pours
People on streets - people on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming, "Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher, higher, higher
Pressure on people - people on streets

Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, why?

Love

Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love,
give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?

'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure

(Δυο υπέροχοι άνθρωποι, σε ένα συγκινητικό overload χαρίσματος - tribute σ' έναν δικό τους άνθρωπο, εξίσου λαμπερό με αυτούς. Ναι, ξέρω. Θλίψη.)

The Ricochets - "Guess It's Time" (album: "The Ghost of Our Love" - White Jazz, 2003)


I guess it is time, for me to leave the bullshit behind
And maybe find myself a woman who wont start fooling around
I guess it is time, for me to take it slow yeah
Cause when the drink starts the drinking out of me I guess i'm out of control
When I start to build it up I cant wait until I tear it all down
I crumble like a house of cards, I guess I need you baby before I fall apart

I need your love
I need love now
I need your love
I need your love

I guess it is time for me to turn it upside down
Cause everything starts sinkin' and it seems like I am gonna drown
I guess it is time for me to take it slow yeah
I guess it is time for me to break it up and go
Where can I release my soul, from going under in a big black hole
Yea I am gonna get my way, no matter what happen baby, no matter what people say

I need your love
I need love now
I need your love
I need your love

I got to stop drinking, stop doping, start believing and stay out of hoping, 
start giving, not taking, keep on building and stay out of breaking
I am tried of living, scared of dying, Oh Lord, I am sick of trying, 
I want Something, I need Something, something real, instead of this....

I guess it is time, for me to leave the bullshit behind

I need your love
I need love now
I need your love
I need your love (x4) 
yeah yeah yeah

(Έπεσα πάνω σε παλιά Αθηνοράματα κι άρχισα να "κατεβάζω" τα τεσσάρια του Αργύρη Ζήλου. Κάποιος ας του πει πως μας λείπει)