domingo, 17 de septiembre de 2017

The Stills - Gender Bombs - 2003









Brains on a brick wall
When gender bombs they fall
The sordid way her loaded phrases infiltrate your skull

The images are strong
Impulses are strong
And logic will break your heart forever
Be brave

Massive suicide dreams
The feel warm and long
The girl will school you
The girl will...

Could this be the gaining force
Of ten loves in a row
Drunken sunday evenings
Will just be innuendos

Massive suicide dreams
That feel warm and long
The girl will school you
The girl will school you
The girl will screw you
The girl will screw you
The girl will school you
The girl will screw you
The girl will screw you
The girl will screw you

surprise - assault on merryland 1977



Tracks Listing:

1. Eve Of The Assault / Merryland (6:52)
2. The Acrobat Between The Stars (6:15)
3. Palce Of King Ferris (3:32)
4. Tyrangatang (4:59)
5. Dance Of The Tarantella (3:40)
6. Tournament Of Love (4:29)
7. March Of The Squatamaudars (2:41)
8. A Day Without Light (4:57)
9. The Wonderful Sunshiner / Grand Finale (5:31)
10. Tyrangatang (1994 remix) (4:58)

Total Time: 47:54 


Musicians
- Rick Bess / guitars, bass, music
- Blair Blake / hammond organ, grand piano, mini moog synthesizer, moog taurus bass pedals, arp string ensemble, celeste, lyrics
- Dave Kelly / drums, typani, orchestra bells, gongs, triangles, gyro
- Mark Biehl / vocalist, flute, trumpet, piccolo 




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The Steve Hackett - The Chamber Of 32 Doors










At the top of the stairs,
There's hundreds of people,
Running around to all the doors.
They try to find, find themselves an audience;
Their deductions need applause.

The rich man stands in front of me,
The poor man behind my back.
They believe they can control the game,
But the juggler holds another pack.

I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a countryman than a townman,
You can judge by his eyes,
Take a look if you can,
He'll smile through his guard,
Survival trains hard.
I'd rather trust a man who
Works with his hands,
He looks at you once,
You know he understands,
Don't need any shield,
When you're out in the field.

But down here,
I'm so alone with my fear,
With everything that I hear.
And every single door, that I've walked through
Brings me back, back here again,
I've got to find my own way.

The priest and the magician,
Singing all the chants that they have ever heard;
And they're all calling out my name,
Even academics, searching printed word.
My father to the left of me,
My mother to the right,
Like everyone else they're pointing,
But nowhere feels quite right.
And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust
I need someone to believe in, someone to trust.

I'd rather trust a man who doesn't shout what he's found,
There's no need to sell if
You're homeward bound.
If I choose a side,
He won't take me for a ride.

Back inside
This chamber of so many doors,
I've nowhere, nowhere to hide.
I'd give you all of my dreams, if you'd help me,
Find a door
That doesn't lead me back again take me away.


ENJOY YOURSELF

lunes, 3 de abril de 2017

Sustain-1978

Rock sinfonico de tierras holandesas, homonimo de esta gran banda de excelente "Feeling" 

¡ENJOY!






Genre: Prog Rock, Symphonic Rock Country: Netherlands Year: 1978

Tracklist:
01. Quintus
02. I’m In Love
03. Madman
04. You All Are ….
05. …. Crazy Fools
06. Same Game
07. Time
08. Feelings
09. Soldados





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jueves, 3 de noviembre de 2016

Drakkar Nowhere – Drakkar Nowhere

When Drakkar Nowhere rows itself out toward the exploratory sonic sea upon which their debut album so gracefully sails, it’s not just that their destination is undefined; it’s that the very concept of a destination, as reflected in their music, is itself something indefinable. Drakkar Nowhere capture the wind in their sails with a sound that’s boundless, expansive and, perhaps, guided only by the light of the sun and stars.
 
That Drakkar Nowhere ended up somewhere at all is itself more a result of circumstance than careful course-charting. The history of the album traces back to the summer of 2012, when Daniel Collás (Phenomenal Handclap Band) and Morgan Phalen (Favored Nations, Diamond Nights) found themselves creating new music in the kitchen of a rented apartment in Stockholm, Sweden. Their new project caught the ears of nearby musicians, including members of Dungen and The Amazing, and before long, this extended family of international musicians were recording the songs that would firmly put them on the path to nowhere – Drakkar Nowhere, that is. 

Both Collás and Phalen took inspiration from their Swedish surroundings – in particular, the enchanted forests that surround the neighborhoods of Bagarmossen and Midsommarkransen. And given the talents and histories of the collaborating musicians, it’s no surprise that the ever-evolving shadow of what we might broadly call Swedish psychedelia should perfume the proceedings as well. Collás and Phelan also took the recordings to New York and Los Angeles, where new surroundings and influences could intertwine into the musical flora and fauna. When in LA, the band even got a hero of theirs, unsung 70s singer-songwriter Ned Doheny, on board for “Higher Now.” Some light was recently shed on Doheny’s music from the 70s when Numero Group released the Doheny compilation Separate Oceans a couple years back. To those who have discovered his fantastic body of work, his warm, breezy Malibu vocals are instantly recognizable on “Higher Now.”

One thing is surprising – and what makes the Drakkar Nowhere album one that benefits from repeat listens – is how unobtrusive all of these influences are on the album’s ultimate sound. Drakkar Nowhere present a combination of influences – cosmic jazz, syrupy soul and mutated prog among them – in such an effortless manner that they don’t really feel like “influences” at all. As a result, Drakkar Nowhere have built an album that may have listeners ears recalling the crystalline harmonies of the Brothers Gibb more often than it does Träd, Gräs and Stenar.
 
No destination, no influences – just nowhere. And in the hands of Drakkar Nowhere, it’s clearly the place to be. – Ryan Muldoon.








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Blurry Silhouettes – Meetings 2016

This music was born spontaneously in several locations during day & night recording sessions beetween May & September 2016.

This is music for Autumn

credits

released October 14, 2016

Music and words by
Maciej Sochoń & Piotr Trypus 
 

 


 
 
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