12/3/11

Forget regrets and just remember It's not so long since you were young


8 Μαρτίου του 1974 οι Queen κυκλοφορούν τον δεύτερο δίσκο τους, με την ονομασία Queen II...
Μια δισκάρα απο τις λίγες που έχουν βγάλει..

Μια σειρά απο "τιμές" -όπως το ότι έπιασε την 5η θέση στις καλύτερες κυκλοφορίες της χρονιάς, το 1994 το Γκίνες το κατέταξε στην 202 θέση απο τους 1000 καλύτερους δίσκους όλων των εποχών και άλλα τόσα- κάνουν τους δημιουργούς του (Freddy Mercury -φωνή, πιάνο /σπάνια/ κιθάρα- Brian May -κιθάρα, φωνή- John Deacon -μπάσο- και Roger Taylor -τύμπανα, φωνή-) υπερήφανους...

Ο δίσκος έχει πολύ γλυκιές και μελαγχολικές μπαλάντες (White Queen, Some Day One Day) ροκιές που σπάνε κόκαλα (Father to son,Loser in the end,Orgy battle) αλλά και τραγούδια που σηματοδοτούν την μουσική τους ταυτότητα (The March of black queen, Seven seas of rhye)

To track list είναι το εξής:

1. Procession
2. Father to Son
3. White Queen (As It Began)
4. Some Day One Day
5. The Loser in the End
6. Ogre Battle
7. The Fairy Feller's Master-Stroke
8. Nevermore
9. The March of the Black Queen
10. Funny How Love Is
11. Seven seas of rhye

Το Loser in the end το έγραψε και το ερμηνεύει ο Roger Taylor, αποδεικύοντας ότι εκτός απο καλός ντράμερ εχει και πολύ καλή φωνή -εξάλλου τις δεύτερες"ψιλές" σε όλα τα τραγούδια ο Taylor τις κάνει-

Για τους μη-μυημένους, τους προτείνω να ακούσουν τις μπαλάντες...

Οι υπόλοιποι...ελεύθερα...

n'joy




A word in your ear
From father to son
Hear the word that I say
I fought with you
Fought on your side
Long before you were born
Joyful the sound
The word goes around
From father to son to son

And the voice is so clear
Time after time it keeps
Calling you calling you on
Don't destroy what you see
Your country to be
Just keep building on the ground
That's been won
Kings will be crowned
The word goes around
From father to son to son

Won't you hear us sing
Our family song?
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Now we hand it on
But I've heard it all before
Take this letter that I give you
Take it sonny hold it high
You won't understand a word that's in it
But you'll write it all again before you die

A word in your ear
From father to son
Funny you don't hear
A single word that I say
But my letter to you
Will stay by your side
Thru' the years
Till the loneliness is gone

Sing if you will
But the air you breathe
I live to give you
Father to son father to son
Father to son father to son
Joyful the sound
Word goes around
Father to son to son
Kings will be crowned
Word goes around
Father to son to son



So sad her eyes smiling dark eyes
So sad her eyes as it began
On such a breathless night as this
Upon my brow the lightest kiss
I walked alone
And all around the air did SAY

My lady soon will stir this way
In sorrow known
The white queen walks
And the night grows pale
Stars of lovingness in her hair
Needing unheard pleading one word
So sad her eyes she cannot see

How did thee fare what have thee seen
The mother of the willow green
I called her name
And 'neath the window have I stayed
I loved the footsteps that she made
And when she came
White queen how my heart did ache
And dry my lips no words would make
So still I wait

My goddess hear my darkest fear
I speak too late
It's for evermore that I wait
Dear friends goodbye
No tears in my eyes
So sad it ends as it began



You never heard my song before
The music was too loud
But now I think you hear me well
For now we both know how
No star can light our way
In this cloud of dark and fear
But someday one day

Funny how the pages turn
And hold us in between
A misty castle waits for you
And you shall be a queen
Today the cloud it hangs
Over us and all is grey
But someday one day

When I was you and you were me
And we were very young
Together took us nearly there
The rest may not be sung
So still the cloud it hangs
Over us and we're alone
But some day one day
We'll come home



Mama's got a problem
She don't know what to say
Her little baby boy
Has just left home today
She's got to be the loser in the end
She's got to be the loser in the end
Misuse her and you'll lose her as a friend
She's ma on whom you can always depend ooh

She washed and fed and clothed and cared
For nearly twenty years
And all she gets is Goodbye Ma
And the night times for her tears
She's got to be the loser in the end
She's got to be the loser in the end
Misuse her and you'll lose her as a friend
She's ma on whom you can always depend ooh

So listen mothers ev'rywhere
To just one mothers son
You'll get forgotten on the way
If you don't let them have their fun
Forget regrets and just remember
It's not so long since you were young

You're bound to be the loser in the end
You're bound to be the loser in the end
They'll chose their new shoes
That's not far to bend
You're ma on whom they can always depend ooh ooh



Now once upon a time
An old man told me a fable
When the piper is gone
And the soup is cold on your table
And if the black crow flies
To find a new destination
That is the sign

Come tonight
Come to the ogre site
Come to the ogre battle fight

He gives a great big cry
And he can swallow up the ocean
With a mighty tongue he catches flies
And the palm of his hand incredible size
One great big eye has a focus in your direction
Now the battle is on
Yeah yeah yeah!

Come tonight
Come to the ogre sight
Come to the ogre battle fight

Ah ah ah ah ah
The ogre men are still inside
The two way mirror mountain
Gotta keep down
Right out of sight
You can't see in but they can see out
Keep a look out
The ogre men are coming out
From the two way mirror mountain
They're running up behind
And they're coming all about
Can't go east 'cause you gotta go south

Ogre men are going home
The great big fight is over
Bugle blow that trumpet cry
Ogre battle lives for ever more
You can come along
You can come along
Come to ogre battle



Do you mean it do you mean it do you mean it
Why don't you mean it why do I follow you
And where do you go?
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
You've never seen nothing like it
No never in your life
Like going up to heaven
And then coming back alive
Let me tell you all about it
If the world will so allow it
Oooh give me a little time to choose
Water babies singing in a lily pool delight
Blue powder monkeys playing in the dead of night
Here comes the Black Queen poking in the pile
Fi fo the Black Queen marching single file
Take this take that bring them down to size
March to the Black Queen

Put them in the cellar with the naughty boys
Little nigger sugar then a rub-a-dub-a-baby oil
Black on black on every finger nail and toe
We've only begun - begun
Make this make that keep making all that noise
Ooh march to the Black Queen
Now I've got a belly full
You can be my sugar baby
You can be my honey child, yes

A voice from behind me reminds me
Spread out your wings you are an angel
Remember to deliver with the speed of light
A little bit of love and joy
Everything you do bears a will
And a why and a wherefore
A little bit of love and joy
In each and every soul lies a man
And very soon he'll deceive and discover
But even to the end of his life
He'll bring a little love

Ah ah ah ah ah
I reign with my left hand I rule with my right
I'm lord of all darkness I'm queen of the night
I've got the power
Now do the march of the Black Queen
My life is in your hands I'll fo and I'll fie
I'll be what you make me I'll do what you like
I'll be a bad boy I'll be your bad boy
I'll do the march of the Black Queen
Ah ah ah ah ah

Walking true to style she's vulgar vuse and vile
Fie fo the Black Queen tattoos all her pies
She boils and she bakes
And she never dots her I's
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

Forget your singalongs and your lullabies
Surrender to the city of the fireflies
Dance with the devil in beat with the band
To hell with all you hand-in-hand
But now is the time to be gone - forever



Fear me you lords and lady preachers
I descend upon your earth from the skies
I command your very souls you unbelievers
Bring before me what is mine
At the seven seas of Rhye

Can you hear me you peers and privy councillors
I stand before you naked to the eyes
I will destroy any man who dares abuse my trust
I swear that you'll be mine
At the seven seas of Rhye

Sister I live and lie for you
Mister do or else die
You are mine I possess you
I belong to you forever

Storm the master marathon I'll fly through
By flash and thunder fire I'll survive
(I'll survive, I'll survive)
Then I'll defy the laws of nature
And come out alive
Then I'll get you

Begone with you you short and shady senators
Give out the good, leave out the bad evil cries
I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours
And with a smile
I'll take you to the seven seas of Rhye

I said you need a friend Someone who'll stick with you to the end



Μάντεψε...

ακόμη ένας αγαπημένος δίσκος είχε κυκλοφορήσει Μάρτιο -1η του 74, κι εγώ ο..... το ξέχασα...-

Αυτή την φορά θα μιλήσουμε για τους Κανδούς Rush οι οποίοι η μαγική τους τριπλέτα (Geddy Lee -φωνή, μπάσο ποδόπληκτα /στα live- Αlex Lifeson -κιθάρα- John Rutsey -τύμπανα- πρώτος και τελευταίος δίσκος γι αυτόν λόγω διαβήτη, θα αντικατασταθεί απο τον γίγαντα Neil Pearl) σε αυτόν τον -πρώτο τους- δίσκο βαράνε άκρως heavy rock... (επηρεασμένοι απο Led Zeppelin κάργα, κάποιοι λένε και λίγο Cream) -μετά το γυρίσανε σε progressive rock-

ο δίσκος εμπνέει ακόμα και σήμερα...

Με κομματάρες όπως τα -ledzeppeliνικά- Find my way, What you're doing, το -καθαρό rushικό- Working man, και το -lynyrskynyrdικό- In the mood βοήθησαν στις πωλήσεις να γίνει χρυσός στην Αμερική (500.000 κόπιες) και να φτάσει μέχρι την 105η θέση στο billborad 200...

το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Find my way
2. Need some love
3. Take a friend
4. Here Again
5. What you're doing
6. In the mood
7. Before and after
8. Working man

Για μένα το Working man είναι μακράν το καλύτερο, γιατί είναι το μόνο που θα θυμίζει στους επόμενους δίσκους τον γνώριμο ήχο, μελωδία και δομή των Rush...

Για τους μη-μυημένους ας ακούσουν το Working man...

Οι υπόλοιποι απολαύστε άφοβα...

n'joy



Yeah, oh yeah!
Ooh, said I, I'm comin' out to get you.
Ooh, sit down, I'm comin' out to find you.
Ooh, yeah. Ooh yeah.
Findin' my way!

I've been gone so long
I've lost count of the years.
Well, I sang some sad songs,
Oh yes, and cried some bad tears.

Look out! I'm comin', whoa, whoa,
Look out! I'm comin', whoa, yeah.

I'm runnin', finding my way back home.
Oh yeah!

Yeah, oh yeah!
Ooh, said I, I'm comin' back to look for you.
Ooh, sit down, I'm goin' by the back door.
Ooh, yeah. Ooh yeah.
Findin' my way!

You've done me no right,
But you've done me some wrong.
Left me lonely each night
While I sing my sad song.

Look out! I'm comin', whoa, whoa.
Look out! I'm comin', whoa, yeah.

I'm runnin', findin' my way back home.

I'm comin'.
Ooh, babe, I said I'm runnin'.
Whoa, babe, I said I'm comin' to get you, mama.
Said I'm runnin'.

Ooh, babe, I said I'm comin' for you, babe. I said I'm runnin'.
Ooh yes, babe, I said I'm comin' to get you, babe.
I said I'm comin'.
Ooh, yeah.

I'm findin', I'm findin' my way back home.
Well, I've had it for now, livin' on the road.
Ooh, yeah.
Ooh, yeah.

Findin' my way!



I'm runnin' here
I'm runnin' there
I'm lookin' for a girl
'Cause there's nothin' I need
There's nothin' I want more
In the whole wide world

Well, I need it quick
And I need it now
Before I start to fade away
That's why I'm searchin'
That's why I'm lookin'
Each and ev'ry day

Oo, I need some love
I said I need some love!
Oo yes, I need some love
This feelin' I can't rise above
Yeah, yeah!

Well I been hustlin' here,
I been hustlin' there
I been searchin' for about a week
And I started feelin'
This strange sensation
My knees are startin' gettin' weak

Well I need what keeps
A young man alive,
I'm sayin' I need it now
I'm gonna get the message
Across to you
Someway, somehow

Oo, I need some love
I said I need some love!
Oo yes, I need some love
This feelin' I can't rise above
Oo, yeah yeah!



Well, I'm lookin' at you
And I'm wond'rin' what you're gonna do
Looks like you got no friends
No one to stick with you till the end

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good
So good

Yes, you think you're all right,
And now you're lonely ev'ry night
Well, you need a friend
Someone on whom you can always depend

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good
So good

Yes, you need some advice
Well, let me put it to you nice
I said you need a friend
Someone who'll stick with you to the end

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good
So good



Well, I see you standin' there
With your finger in the air
Everything we do, you wanna leave it up to you

Who do you think you are?
You think you are a star?
Tryin' to run the town
Always tryin' to put us down

Well, you think that you're right
You think you're out of sight
Tell me something, mister
Why'd you have to make us so uptight?

Well, you say you've been tryin'
You know that you're lyin'
I think you need some groovin'
Who do you think you're foolin', now?

Well, you better start changin'
Your life needs rearrangin'
You better do some talkin'
Or you better do some walkin' now

Yeah, you think that you're right
You think you're out of sight
Tell me something, mister
Why'd you have to make us so uptight?

I know what you're doing
All that you been doin' wrong
I don't know what you're feelin'
Oh, but you been feelin' long

Well, you think that you're right
Tell me something, mister
Why'd you have to make us so uptight?



Send "NEED SOME LOVE" Ringtone to your Cell

Hey now, baby,
Well, I like your smile.
Won't you come and talk to me for a little while?

Well, you're makin' me crazy,
The way you roll them eyes.
Won't you come and sit with me? I'll tell you all my lies.

Chorus
Hey baby, it's a quarter to eight,
I feel I'm in the mood.
Hey baby, the hour is late,
I feel I've got to move.

Well, hey now, baby,
Don't you talk so fast.
I'm just tryin' to make these good times, I'm tryin' to make it last.

Everything's getting hazy.
Now honey, where'd you go?
I just want to find out, baby...where'd you learn what you know?

Chorus

Well, hey now, baby,
I said I like your style.
You really got me, baby, way down deep inside.

Ooh, you drive me crazy.
Baby, you're the one.
I just want to rock-and-roll you woman, until the night is gone.



I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine
I got no time for livin'
Yes, I'm workin' all the time

It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the working man

They call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

I get home at five o'clock
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer
Always seem to be wonderin'
Why there's nothin' goin' down here

Well, they call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

Money so they say Is the root of all evil today..


Τελικά αυτός ο μήνας έχει πολλούς αγαπημένους δίσκους που έχουν "γενέθλια"

Αυτή την φορά είναι ο μοναδικός δίσκος Dark side of the moon των μοναδικών Pink Floyd...

Στις 10 Μαρτίου του 1973, άνοιξαν οι πύλες για την σκοτεινή πλευρά του φεγγαριού..

Οι David Gilmour -φωνή κιθάρα- Roger Waters -μπάσο φωνή- Richard Wright -πλήκτρα φωνή- και Nick Mason -τύμπανα- έγραψαν έναν δίσκο που "εμπνέεται από τον πιεστικό τρόπο ζωής που μπορεί να οδηγήσει τον άνθρωπο στην τρέλα, τον καταναλωτισμό, τον αυξημένο ρυθμό ζωής και μετακίνησης, την παρακμή των γηραιών ανθρώπων και τον θάνατο, την απανθρωπιά της κοινωνίας και της πολεμικές συγκρούσεις"

Η εμπορική του επιτυχία, μοναδική...έμεινε για μια βδομάδα στο νούμερο ένα του billboard, αλλά παρέμεινε στο top 200 για 741 βδομάδες...(14 χρονάκια...κλαιν...) και έχει πουλήσει πάνω απο 45 εκατομμύρια αντίτυπα...(πάλι κλαιν)


το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Speak to me
2. Breathe
3. On the run
4. Time
5. The great gig in the sky
6. Money
7. Us and them
8. Any color you like
9. Brain damage
10. Eclipse

Όλα είναι αγαπημένα... ίσως το Time να ξεχωρίζει λίγο περισσότερο απο τα άλλα...

Αποκλείω την περίπτωση να μην γνωρίζει κάποιος, κάτι για, τους Pink Floyd...οπότε...ορμάτε...

n'joy



Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
Run, run rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.



Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

BREATHE REPRISE
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.



Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're okay
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team

Money get back
I'm alright Jack keep your hands off my stack.
Money it's a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set
And I think I need a Lear jet

Money it's a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money so they say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away



Us and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
And the front rank died
and the General sat, and the lines on the map
Moved from side to side

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down
And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside

Down and Out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died

Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight



Να τι ξέχασα να ποστάρω...

Στις 3 Μαρτίου του 1986 οι τεράστιοι Metallica -οι οποίοι τότε ήταν οι James Hetfield -φωνή κιθάρα- Kirk Hammett -κιθάρα- Cliff Burton -μπάσο- και Lars Ulrich -τύμπανα- κυκλοφόρησαν το Master Of Puppets...

Μια δισκάρα που απο το πρώτο έως το τελευταίο τραγούδι, είναι για ανελέητο κοπάνισμα...

Ποιο να αναφέρεις πρώτο...το ομώνυμο; το Battery; το Sanitarium -αφιερωμένο στον Γιώργο-; πάλι όλο τον δίσκο θα πω...

Αυτό που σημάδεψε την περίοδο αυτή είναι ο θάνατος του Cliff Burton -σε τροχαίο ατύχημα (ανατροπή του λεωφορείου)- στην περιοδεία για την προώθηση του δίσκου...

Το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Battery
2. Master of puppets
3. The Thing That Should Not Be
4. Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
5. Disposable Heroes
6. Leper Messiah
7. Orion
8. Damage, Inc.

Για τους μη-μυημένους, ακούστε το δεύτερο τραγούδι που παραθέτω...(και ίσως το τελευταίο ειδικά μετά το 3:47)

n'joy



End of passion play, crumbling away
I'm your source of self-destruction
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear
Leading on your deaths' construction

Taste me you will see
More is all you need
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master

Needlework the way, never you betray
Life of death becoming clearer
Pain monopoly, ritual misery
Chop your breakfast on a mirror


Master, master, where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, master, you promised only lies
Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat
Just a rhyme without a reason
Neverending maze, drift on numbered days
Now your life is out of season

I will occupy
I will help you die
I will run through you
Now I rule you too

Come crawling faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master
Master

Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream
Master
Master



Welcome to where the world stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see it's why my brain says rage

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that i'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
He's getting better, can't you tell?

No more they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again


If you expect the freedom...Prove that you deserve it




Επίσης τον Μάρτιο του 1974 οι Αμερικανοί Kansas -γνωστοί στους περισσοτέρους λόγω dust in the wind- κυκλοφόρησαν τον πρώτο τους -ομώνυμο- δίσκο...

Απο το πρώτο τους τραγούδι δήλωσαν σε ποια κατηγορία ανήκουν...

Στην προοδευτική ροκ...

Η παρέα από το Kansas -οι οποίοι ήταν οι Robbie Steinhardt- φωνή, βιολί- Kerry Livgren -φωνή, κιθάρα, πιάνο- Rich Williams -κιθάρα- Dave Hope -φωνή, μπάσο- Steve Walsh -φωνή πιάνο- και Phil Ehart -τύμπανα- είδαν τον δίσκο τους να φτάνει έως το 174 στην λίστα του billboard -όχι και άσχημα για πρώτο δίσκο-

Το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Can I tell you (something)
2. Bringing It Back -διασκευή το JJ Cale-
3. Lonely Wind
4. Belexes
5. Journey From Mariabronn
6. The Pilgrimage
7. Aperçu
8. Death Of Mother Nature Suite

Για μένα ξεχωρίζουν τα Can I tell you, Belexes, Journey from Mariabronn, Death of mother nature suite... όλα τα είπα...




Can I tell you something
Got to tell you one thing
If you expect the freedom
That you say is yours
Prove that you deserve it
Help us to preserve it
Or being free will just be
Words and nothing more



Two began together, lived as one
Each one to the other had become
More than a friend, living to meet a common end
They were true, each one knew all is well

Still the elder knew it could not last
Hidden memories from the young one's past
Drew them apart
Both knew that deep within his heart they must part
Each their own separate way

It puzzles me how we can be so close and yet worlds apart
Can it be, my memory has torn my life in two
From the very start
I screamed for the devil to let me be
I called to the heavens to set me free
Today I prayed for the answer and not one
Of the gods in the sky would rescue me

Dreams of fortune fill the young one's mind
Learn the worldly ways of hope to find
Love on the way, searching to find the light of day
In his soul he had found his own way

But to each other they soon will return
Destiny fulfilled, their words will burn an eternal flame

There's no fear for anything...Anything but you


Τον Μάρτη του 91 βγήκε ο πιο αδικημένος δίσκος των Γερμανών Helloween, οι οποίοι τότε ήταν Michael Kiske -φωνή-, Michael Weikath -κιθάρα-, Roland Grapow -κιθάρα, Markus Grosskopf -μπάσο- και ο Ingo Schwichtenberg -τύμπανα-

Ο κυριότερος -ίσως- λόγος ήταν γιατί ο ιδρυτής της μπάντας Kai Hansen είχε αποχωρήσει για να δημιουργήσει τους Gamma Ray.

Ένας δευτερεύων λόγος ίσως είναι ότι ο δίσκος δεν είχε την δύναμη των προηγούμενων - εξαιρετικά πετυχημένων- Keeper of the seven keys pt1 & pt2

Με αυτόν τον δίσκο οι Helloween ανοίχτηκαν λίγο περισσότερο προς το mainstream αλλά και σε πιο "σοβαρούς" στίχους...

Για μένα προσωπικά αγαπημένα είναι τα Kids of the century, Number one, Heavy metal hamsters και η πολύ όμορφη μπαλάντα Your turn...

Αλλά το μακράν αγαπημένο είναι το Mankind

το track list είναι το εξής:

1. Pink Bubbles Go Ape
2. Kids of the century
3. Back On The Streets
4. Number one
5. Heavy Metal Hamsters
6. Goin' Home
7. Someone's Crying
8. Mankind
9. I'm Doin' Fine, Crazy Man
10. The Chance
11. Your Turn

Στα αξιοσημείωτα, είναι ότι παραγωγός του δίσκου είναι ένας δικός μας, ο Chris Tsangarides που κι αυτόν θα τον πετύχουμε και σε άλλον δίσκο αργότερα...

Σε όσους δεν γνωρίζουν πολλά για τον συγκεκριμένο δίσκο, παραθέτω τα easy listening τραγούδια

Το μόνο που ζητώ είναι να προσέξετε τους στίχους στο Mankind

n'joy



We poison our hearts
We poison our seas
We burn down the paradise

We're stoppin' good waves
We're losin' our trees
The future looks bright ahead
I don't wonder we'll go under in this river of lies

We're lost in this time--we create so fine
The future we already fear
Seems like no way out, seems like there's no doubt
The future looks bright ahead

We're the kids of the century--we're lost in our games
No time for the memories we look in the haze
We're the kids of the century it wasn't our fault
Ev'rything's done mum, we fall
Let's keep on crying
But sometimes I don't wanna fall

Ev'rytime when you look around things will smile at you
Ev'rytime when you turn around you smell the truth
But you run away from the lies you can't say
Don't run away from the lies you can't say



Each time when one more year was over
You refused to hear heaven's bells sound
And the happiness in your heart's been set lower
You were searching for friends but no one seemed to be 'round

You merely should think of the good times
'Cos there are so many ways you can go
Take a look at yourself, you're still very young
And big aims always take very long

Now it's time for happiness, stay hard and trust your fate
Don't forget you're something else you'll never be too late
Trust your father's mighty spell you'll never be alone
Fate will always turn out well and you'll be number one

Shout at the world don't care what they say
'Cos your life is now, here and today
Luck is there, ev'rywhere
Go on, reap its good, that's the way

You wanna have truth, relief from your pain
But life takes its toll again and again
Don't fear the night your future is paid
And the tracks to your aims are laid



Here is all mankind so proud of their achievements
There is a stone that is warmer than you

Look how we stand in the stream of illusions
No one says a word

Here you laugh and there you cry
All that makes you move

There's no fear for anything
Anything but you

Animals dying for our vanity
Our world is a beautiful place to be free

Drinking the blood of the weak, it's so easy
No one hears them cry

Here you cheat and there you lie
All that makes you gain

One day we will face His throne
There's nothin' we can say

Prosperity, luxury, fast food is rising
It's the rainforest that dies

Here you laugh and there you cry
All that makes you move

Here you cheat and there you lie
All that makes you gain



Now there is this day, a lot of things are changing
Can't just kick it away, got to get things right
Sometimes it happens fast and nothin' seems to last
The thing that I once started isn't mine anymore
I guess now it's my turn

You've got a face like a child, got a mind like a woman
Your smile is warm and tender
I hear the people say that I should stay away
From you and all the problems you might bring
They'll never know--you
Nobody ever knows what to do
They'll never see you cry
They'll never know why

Now it's your turn to break free
When you want it all you've got to see
Now it's your turn to break free
When you want the life, you've got to see what it means

See the little boy holding mama's hand
His eyes can see the things we've long forgotten
The world is easy now--and somehow
He's right
Until there is this day when Mickey Mouse must go away

It's your turn to break free. . .

This world is crying to be free
This world is dying can't you see
We need a turn to do it right
We need a mind-revolution
To get away from this selfishness
Stop playing blind--break free

10/3/11

When "π" turns to music...






3,14...

σας θυμίζει τίποτα;

είναι το γνωστό "π" του Αρχιμήδη (η μαθηματική σταθερά)

πολλοί λένε ότι είναι ένας "μαγικός" αριθμός... -δεν το γνωρίζω αυτό...-

έχει όμως πραγματικά ενδιαφέρον, όταν η μουσική συναντά τα μαθηματικά...

-κάποτε το δοκίμασε ένας φίλος μου κι έγραψε -παραδόξως- πολύ όμορφα τραγούδια, αλλά ποτέ δεν θέλησε να τα κυκλοφορήσει-

Κάτι που ο Michael Blake το δοκίμασε με το "π" του Αρχιμήδη...

το αποτέλεσμα είναι ικανοποιητικό...

Really don't mind if you sit this one out...


Σαν σήμερα πριν απο 39 χρόνια οι Jethro Tull (Ian Anderson/φωνή και φλάουτο, Martin Barre/κιθάρα, John Evan/πλήκτρα, Jeffrey Hammond/μπάσο και φωνή, Barriemore Barlow/τύμπανα και David Palmer/πνευστά) κυκλοφόρησαν έναν σπάνιο δίσκο...
Το Thick As A Brick...
Δεν συναντάμε εύκολα δίσκους που έχουν μόνο ενα τραγούδι χωρισμένο σε δύο μέρη -έναν σε κάθε μεριά-
Το Thick as a brick, βασίστηκε στο ποίημα που είχε γράψει ο Ian Anderson -σπάνια μορφή μουσικής ιδιοφυΐας και πολυτάλαντος άνθρωπος- σε μικρή ηλικία με το ψευδώνυμο Gerald Bostock -γνωστός και ως Litlle Milton-

Δεν ενδείκνυται για όσους δεν μπορούν να ακούσουν πάνω απο 32 διαφορετικούς χρόνους και 46 διαφορετικές εναλλαγές ενός riff...

Όποιος αντιθέτως έχει κάποιο ενδιαφέρον για την μουσική -και δη την προοδευτική- ας του δώσει μια ευκαιρία...

Thick As A Brick part1


Thick As A Brick part2




Really don't mind if you sit this one out.

My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly and
to sing in the rain.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

LATER.
I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.

So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.

So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.

LATER.
See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.

QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.

LATER
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.

Do you believe in the day? Do you?
Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.

So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

OF COURSE
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

7/3/11

They call me the working man...I guess that's what I am

Σήμερα έκανα και την πρώτη μου προσπάθεια για να κάνω παστίτσιο...

χωρίς καμία βοήθεια...

απολύτως...

μόνο ένα "σκονάκι" απο την μπεσαμέλ...

και πέτυχε...yeah!




η δεύτερη εικόνα ίσως να μην σας γεμίσει το μάτι -μπορεί να σας αηδιάσει κιόλας- γιατί οπτικά υστερεί, αλλά πιστέψτε με είναι γευστικότατο...



τελικά δεν μπορώ να καταλάβω που δυσκολεύονται οι "νοικοκυρές" και αραδιάζουν ιστορίες κόπωσης...

σκουπίζω, πλένω (πιάτα και ρούχα), μαγειρεύω (πλέον ΚΑΙ παστίτσιο), σιδερώνω -σπάνια αλλά δεν είναι και τίποτα τραγικό-,έχω και τα πιτσιρίκια μου, αν μπορώ να διορθώσω κάτι το κάνω...αλλά πραγματικά δεν νιώθω κούραση απο αυτά... (κι όλα αυτά σε ενα υπέροχο βαλιντσάκι που λέει κι ο μπαρμπαΣτάθης)

οπότε για μένα καταρρίπτεται ο μύθος περί "νοικοκυράς"...




Νομίζω ότι είναι ο καιρός οι άντρες να ζητήσουν ισότητα...





I get up at seven, yeah
And I go to work at nine
I got no time for livin'
Yes, I'm workin' all the time


It seems to me
I could live my life
A lot better than I think I am
I guess that's why they call me
They call me the working man

They call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

I get home at five o'clock
And I take myself out a nice, cold beer
Always seem to be wonderin'
Why there's nothin' goin' down here

Well, they call me the working man
I guess that's what I am

But some stupid with a flare gun, burned the place to the ground



Την ίδια ημερομηνία (1η Μαρτίου) αλλά 2 χρόνια νωρίτερα (1972) βγήκε ακόμη ένα αριστούργημα για την rock μουσική...

Οι τεράστιοι Deep Purple, οι οποίοι -τότε- ήταν οι Ian Gillan (φωνή) Ritchie Blackmore (κιθάρα), Roger Glover (μπάσο), Jon Lord (πλήκτρα) και Ian Paice (τύμπανα) -γνωστοί και ως MkII- έγραψαν το Machine Head, με σπουδαία τραγούδια, όπως Highway Star, Pictures Of Home, Smoke On The Water, Space Truckin' -σχεδόν όλα τα είπα-

Ένας δίσκος που τους πήγε κατευθείαν στο νούμερο 1 στα charts της Αγγλίας και Αυστραλίας, και νούμερο 7 στα billboard της Αμερικής (παρέμεινε 118 εβδομάδες στο top 200...118 εβδομάδες)

Ακόμα κι ο πιο αδαείς με την rock θα έχει ακούσει σίγουρα το Smoke on the water -δεν υπάρχει αμφιβολία γι'αυτό-

ίσως κάποιοι όμως να μην γνωρίζουν ότι έμπνευση για το συγκεκριμένο τραγούδι ήταν μια συναυλία του Frank Zappa -στον ίδιο χώρο που θα παίζανε και οι Purple αργότερα- πήρε φωτιά η οροφή...

Απο τον συγκεκριμένο δίσκο έχω 2 μακράν αγαπημένα, το "Pictures of home" και "space truckin'"

Μερίδιο στην επιτυχία παίρνει κι ο παραγωγός Martin Birch (θα τον συναντήσουμε και σε άλλους υπέροχους δίσκους)

Αρκετά τα λόγια...ώρα να απολαύσουν μερικοί αυτόν το υπέροχο σε δύναμη δίσκο...

n' joy



Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power, big fat tyres and everything

I love it, and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah, it's a wild hurricane
Alright, hold tight, I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth, body control and everything

I love her, I need her
I seed her
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight, I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Oooh I'm in heaven again
I've got everything
Like a moving ground, throttle control and everything

I love it, and I need it
I seed it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright, hold tight, I'm a highway star

Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
I it's got everything
Like a driving power, big fat tyres and everything

I love it, and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah, it's a wild hurricane
Alright, hold on tight, I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star, I'm a highway star



Peeping round the door I got a big surprise
Couldn't see a thing but open skies
They've taken her away, where is she now

Wish that she was here, wish she'd hold my hand Maybe she could laugh, maybe understand
Why was I so cruel, where is she now

Acting like a fool I had to make her cry
Maybe I'm a Leo but I ain't a lion
I'm hurting oh so bad, I want her now



Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return
Nobody's up there
It's a deception
When will I ever learn?

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly
How can they find me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black hooded crow...

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Here in this prison
Of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero
But there's no worship
Where have they hidden my throne?...

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home



Somebody, somebody
Come to my side
I'm tired, I'm crying
I'm sick inside
My woman, that woman
Just wasn't right

Help me now, please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before

So funny, so funny
Just like a show
One name, two people
All in a row
Somebody, somebody
Someone must go

Help me now, please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before

I was hurt when I was younger
By a woman who was cold
She took my name
She took my body
And she threw away my soul

Can't hide, I can't hide
My misery
I know my sorrow
Won't set me free
She did it, d'you see
She did it to me

Help me now, please my friend
I never felt so bad before
Never never before



We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky & Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget

Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
Smoke on the water



You're lazy, you just stay in bed
You're lazy, you just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread

If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live
You don't want to cry no more

Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort
No, not like you should


Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread



We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with Borealice
We're space truckin' 'round the the stars

Come on, come on, come on
Let's go Space Truckin'
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin'

Remember when we did the moonshot?
And Pony Trekker led the way
We'd move to the Canaveral moonstop
And everynaut would dance and sway
We got music in their solar system
We're space truckin' round the stars

Come on, come on, come on
Let's go Space Truckin'
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin'

The fireball that we rode was moving
But now we've got a new machine
Yeah yeah yeah yeah the freaks said
Man those cats can really swing
They got music in their solar system
They've rocked around the Milky Way
They dance around the Borealice
They're Space Truckin' everyday

Come on, come on, come on
Let's go Space Truckin'
Come on, come on, come on
Space Truckin'



μα καλά..που πήγαν όλες οι studio εκτελέσεις;;;

"Oh my Lady Fantasy.... I.... love you"


Τον Μάρτη του '74 (συγκεκριμένα 1 Μαρτίου) κυκλοφόρησε ένας σπουδαίος δίσκος για την progressive rock μουσική...

Οι Andrew Latimer (κιθάρα, φλάουτο και φωνή), Peter Bardens (πλήκτρα και φωνή), Doug Ferguson (μπάσο) και Andy Ward (τύμπανα) έγραψαν 5 τραγούδια όλα κι όλα, αλλά αυτά ήταν που άφησε το mirage ως ένα απο τα καλύτερα -αν όχι το καλύτερο- άλμπουμ των Camel.

Όλοι βέβαια πρόσεξαν το εξώφυλλο που θυμίζει το πακέτο των ομώνυμων τσιγάρων...(έπαιξαν κι αυτά τον ρόλο τους για την επιτυχία του δίσκου)

Το tracklist είναι το εξής

1. "Freefall" 5:53
2. "Supertwister" 3:22
3. "Nimrodel/The Procession/The White Rider" 9:17
4. "Earthrise" 6:40
5. "Lady Fantasy" 12:45

Το αγαπημένο μου μακράν είναι το Lady Fantasy, (το παίζαμε κιόλας με μια μπάντα) αλλά πιστέψτε με, όλος ο δίσκος είναι πραγματικά υπέροχος...

Επειδή η αρχή μου είναι να μην κουράζω, παραθέτω βίντεο και στίχους...

Όποιος δεν γνωρίζει κάτι για τον συγκεκριμένο δίσκο, αν δεν έχει κάτι καλύτερο να κάνει, ας του δώσει μια ευκαιρία να τον ακούσει...



I'm in a freefall, like a snowflake falling,
Down, down, down, down, down.
I close my eyes inside my head I starfall
Helpless to the ground.
Down, down, down, down, down, oh yeah.


Smoke rings around me and bright sparks of fire
Flash by as I go.
I've got the feeling and it takes me higher
Than I'll ever know.
Go, go, go, go, go. Oooh.





When he rides, my fears subside,
For darkness turns once more to light.
Through the skies, his white horse flies,
To find a land beyond night.
Once he wore grey, he fell and slipped away
From everybody's sight.
The wizard of them all, came back from his fall
This time wearing white.
He has a certain air, as if he's never there,
But somehow far away.
And though he seems afar, like a distant star.
His warmth he can convey.






Listen very carefully, my words are about to unfold
Concerning a lady I've seen but I never could hold
I can see by your smile,
Take a long while,
The words that come through,
I see that they're true,
For she reminds me of you.
Don't misunderstand me, it's not always easy to say
The words in your head and your heart that you just can't explain
I can see clearly,
A face in the sky,
Moon's in your eye,
You're passing me by.
Tell me the reason why.
I can see clearly,
A face in the sky,
Moon's in your eye,
You're passing me by.
Saw you riding on a moon cloud,
Saw you walking on a whirlpool,
From the corner of my eye,
I saw you.
Saw you sitting on a sunbeam,
In the middle of my daydream,
Oh my Lady Fantasy,
I love you.


Ingratitude must die!

Πως αντιδράει κανείς όταν του λένε ότι είναι "άχρηστος";

Ότι είναι "ανεπαρκείς";

Απογοητεύεσαι σίγουρα..πόσο μάλλον όταν είναι και δικός σου άνθρωπος...

Κι απο την στιγμή που δεν μπορείς να ξεφύγεις απο αυτή την κατάσταση, προσαρμόζεσαι...

Η αχαριστία θα έπρεπε να είναι ακόμα ένα θανάσιμο αμάρτημα...

Δεν πειράζει...

Το δικαιολογώ αυτό το άτομο γιατί ακόμα δεν γνωρίζει τι θέλει...δεν έχει ωριμάσει...

Οπότε δεν μπορείς να έχει απαιτήσεις απο κάποιον που δεν έχει κατασταλάξει στην ζωή του...

....

Αυτό όμως που πιστεύω ότι φταίει πραγματικά είναι ότι θεωρούμαι δεδομένος...

Κι εγώ, αλλά κι ότι κάνω και προσφέρω...

...


Κι απορώ... πόσο τυφλός να είναι κανείς, που ενώ αυτά που προσφέρεις δεν τα συναντάς εύκολα, να μην του φτάνουν και να απαιτεί περισσότερα;

...


Δεν πειράζει..ειλικρινά...

Σφίγγω τα δόντια και προχωρώ...

Πλέον ξέρω πως ένα άτομο απο την λίστα μου έχασε κάποια προνόμια...

κρίμα γι αυτό...

...

Με καλή διαγωγή και αυστηρά κριτήρια, ίσως να καταφέρει να τα ανακτήσει...

Ίδωμεν...



Ingratitude must die!





I've been hurt so many times
And been told so many lies
No one cares what's on my mind
At all

I feel lost while on my own
There's no place I call home
But I still want to believe
I've not been mistreated
Not been mistreated

It's my heart that goes on
To believe there's someone
Who needs me to carry on
'till the end
I'm holding on
I've not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
Not been mistreated

I know in ways - have to be strong
Pouring my strain - it's turning out wrong
Feels like a stream of endless old fears
But I still want to believe
I've not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
I've not been ...

These are the days when dreams are lost

Bleeding in vain and wearing the cost
Of nonpaid lies - i'm crying for help
But I still want to believe
I've not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
I've not been ...

I've tried more than once before
To find out what i've done wrong
Still don't know how to go on
To understand why i've been mistreated - mistreated
Still don't know where to go
Stil got no place I call home - call home
I've been hurt so many times
And been told so many lies
No one cares what's on my mind
At all

I feel lost while on my own
Can't believe there's someone
Who needs me to carry on
I'm holding on
I've not been mistreated
Not been mistreated
I've not been mistreated