Ah, que surpresa boa. Agora eu posso confessar que achei o disco solo do Thom Yorke uma bela porcaria. Isso sim, está ótimo.
Radiohead - 15 Step - Ao vivo em Chicago
Nota adicional para o maravilhoso visual do show.
Escutem o album inteiro no site da Rolling Stone. Link encontrado aqui.
Kinda I want to - Nine Inch Nails, ao vivo, 1989
Péssima qualidade, mas é uma raridade.
Nine Inch Nails Legacy no meu jogo The Sims 2:
Agradecimentos especiais para Nocommente, por compatilhar seus sims. E para quem não tem acompanhado, a festa continua nos Simbecis.
Essa música foi incluída na trilha de NBK de Oliver Stone. Foi onde eu escutei a primeira vez. Desde lá (1994? 1995?) nunca mais parei de escutar Leonard Cohen.
Man that you fear, Marilyn Manson
“Man That You Fear”
the ants are in the sugar
the muscles atrophied
we’re on the other side, the screen is us and we’re t.v.
spread me open,
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
pray until your number,
asleep from all your pain,
your apple has been rotting
tomorrow’s turned up dead
i have it all and i have no choice but to
i’ll make everyone pay and you will see
you can kill yourself now
because you’re dead
in my mind
the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you’ve poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
someone had to go this far
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you’ve poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
the world in my hands, there’s no one left to hear you scream
there’s no one left for you
Eu estava tendo uma discussão sobre semiologia da imagem com um amigo meu hoje de manhã, por isso esse vídeo está aqui. Mencionei esse vídeo como uma meta-linguagem completa do que é o símbolo “Marilyn Manson”. MM tem tanta auto-consciência, que produziu esse vídeo, de uma das músicas do album Anticristo Superstar, com uma narrativa inspirada no conto The Lottery, de Shirley Jackson onde os moradores de uma cidadezinha realizam, anualmente, um sorteio para escolher um “bode expiatório” e apedrejá-lo em praça pública. Esse ritual auxilia a manter a ordem e a paz na cidade. A “loteria” tem uma série de regras e a autora revela, no conto, que o “sorteio” não é assim tão randômico quanto parece à primeira vista, mas é feito dentro de uma sutil escala de poder que elege para o apedrejamento o membro mais incômodo à ordem social.
MM fez esse clipe em 1997 como uma auto-reflexão sobre si mesmo e sua carreira. O clipe tem um visual belíssimo e permanece atual.
Setembro, São Paulo, Brazil.
Modéstia à parte e considerando-se como a câmera está ruim, as fotos ficaram excelentes!
Update:
Vídeos aqui.
Setlist:
1-If I Was Your Vampire
2-Disposable Teens
3-Mobscene
4-Irresponsible Hate Anthem
5-Just a Car Crash Away
6-Sweet Dreams
7-Lunchbox
8-The Fight Song
9-Putting Holes in Happiness
10-Heart Shaped Glasses
11-The Dope Show
12-Rock Is Dead
13-The Reflecting God
14-The Beautiful People
Massive Attack. 1998. WIZ.
Essa banda se chama Yeti. É mole, esse nome?
Been down, inner London town
I kick around, there’s no money to be found
Sometimes I think I’ll never find no piece of mind
sometimes I think I’m gonna leave you all behind
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Until you get what you want
Until you get what you want
Sometimes it’s hard for a man to see
That the game ain’t lost if he loses his queen
and if at first, you don’t succeed
You can win, but you’ve got to believe
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Until you get what you want
Until you get what you want
sometimes I think, my work is done
Keep Pushin’
But then they push me back to square one
I tell you brother, obstacles will come
Keep pushin’ on…
Rome wasn’t built in a day
And if a man don’t work then he won’t get paid
I tell brother, where there’s a will there’s a way
Keep pushin’ on, everything will be okay
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Keep pushin’ on
Until you get what you want
Until you get what you want
you and me
we’re in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you
Um clipe com as duas músicas que a personagem de Jennifer Connelly canta em Dark City. A voz é de Anita Kelsey.
Loving the alien
Artist: David Bowie
Watching them come and go
The templars and the saracens
They’re traveling the holy land
Opening telegrams oh ho
Torture comes and torture goes
Knights who’d give you anything
They bear the cross of coeur de lion
Salvation for the mirror blind oh ho
But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
Pray and the heathen lie will disappear
Prayers they hide the saddest view
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And your prayers they break the sky in two
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
Thinking of a different time
Palestine a modern problem
Bounty and your wealth in land
Terror in a best laid plan
Watching them come and go
Tomorrows and the yesterdays oh ho
Christians and the unbelievers
Hanging by the cross and nail oh ho
But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky
Pray and the heathen lie will disappear oh ho
Prayers they hide the saddest view
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And your prayers they break the sky in two
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
You pray till the break of dawn
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
And you’ll believe you’re loving the alien
(Believing the strangest things, loving the alien)
Believeing the strangest things (loving the alien)
Life On Mars?
Artist: David Bowie
It’s a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling “No”
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she’s hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she’s lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It’s on America’s tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
‘Cause lennon’s on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
‘Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It’s about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
Looking For Satellites
Artist: David Bowie
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop
Where do we go from here?
There’s something in the sky
Shining in the light
Spinning and far away
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, Boy’s own
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop, (Satellite)
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, (Satellite), Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop, (Satellite)
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, (Satellite), Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop
Looking for satellites
Looking for satellites
Where do we go to now?
There’s nothing in our eyes
As lonely as a moon
Misty and far away
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop, (Satellite)
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, (Satellite), Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop, (Satellite)
Nowhere, Shampoo, TV, Combat, (Satellite), Boyzone
Slim tie, Showdown, Can’t stop
Looking for satellites
Looking for satellites
Satellite, Satellite, Satellite, Satellite
Looking satellites
Looking satellites
Where do we go from here?
- Study guide for Ray Bradbury’s The Martian Chronicles (1950)
David Bowie - Hallo Spaceboy. Adoro essa música.
Live at BBC Theatre, June 27th 2000
Editando: achei uma versão com o NIN, 1995. A imagem está um lixo, mas a versão é mais próxima da original do album.
“This chaos is killing me
And the chaos is calling me”
Assine o RSS feed do Chá!
www.flickr.com
|
MadTeaParty by DaniCast is proudly powered by
WordPress
the state-of-the-art semantic personal publishing platform.
Code is poetry.
Entries (RSS)
and Comments (RSS).
