SIMPLE MINDS -- Graffiti Soul 2009

Винаги е супер приятно да срещнеш случайно нещо, отдавна обичано. Дори и дълго да не сте се виждали, се разбирате само от един поглед/едно слушане. ;-)

1. Moscow Underground [5:01]
2. Rockets [4:36]
3. Stars Will Lead The Way [3:26]
4. Light Travels [4:12]
5. Kiss & Fly [5:01]
6. Graffiti Soul [4:48]
7. Blood Type "O" [3:49]
8. This Is It [4:55]
Bonus Tracks
1. Shadows & Light [2:56]
2. Rockin' In The Free World [4:17]

MANIC STREET PREACHERS -- Journal for Plague Lovers 2009

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LINE-UP SZIGET 2009 -- DREAMS COME TRUE

Трудно мога да опиша вълнението си, когато разбрах, че освен Bloc Party, Snow Patrol и Fatboy Slim, на фестивала ще бъдат още MANIC STREET PREACHERS и FAITH NO MORE!


Последните две групи са приютявали в продължение на десетилетия идентичността ми в миговете на тук и сега.

Изпълнявам обещания.
Остават цели 104 дни... http://www.sziget.hu/festival_english/

DEPECHE MODE -- Sounds of the Universe 2009

Има огромен интерес.
Само за един следобед съм качила 10 ГБ! :-)

Смесено ми е. Трябва да слушам повече.







Добавям връзка към статията на TheFein за албума, която си заслужава четенето.

BLUE OCTOBER -- Approaching Normal 2009

Track Listing

1. Weight of the World - 4:04
2. Say It - 3:38
3. Dirt Room - 3:25
4. Been Down - 4:21
5. My Never - 3:47
6. Should Be Loved - 4:03
7. Kangaroo Cry - 4:53
8. Picking Up Pieces - 4:21
9. Jump Rope - 3:19
10. Blue Skies - 3:46
11. Blue Does - 3:29
12. The End (on explicit version only) - 4:59
13. Graceful Dancing (on clean version only)

... to be reviewed

OZZY OSBOURNE -- I JUST WANT YOU (1995)

Има една песен... чух я случайно по радиото онзи ден. За първи път. Просто не съм Ozzy фен. След началните думи исках да я слушам много пъти (всеки, който чуе there are no unlockable doors, сигурно ще се почувства по същия начин). Оказа се, че е второто парче от албума Ozzmosis (1995). Слушам я вечер на repeat sleep mode и съм научила гениалните стихове наизуст. Споделям ги с теб и съм сигурна, че ще ти харесат:

There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinnable wars
There are no unrightable wrongs
Or unsingable songs

There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable gods
There are no unnameable names
Shall I say it again, yeah

There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much
I just want you

There are no uncriminal crimes
There are no unrhymable rhymes
There are no identical twins or
forgivable sins

There are no incurable ills
There are no unkillable thrills
One thing and you know it's true,
I don't ask much
I just want you

I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I used to go to bed so high and wired
I think I'll buy myself some plastic water
I guess I should have married Lennon's daughter

There are no unachievable goals
There are no unsaveable souls
No legitimate kings or queens, do
you know what I mean?

There are no indisputable truths
And there ain't no fountain of youth
Each night when the day is through,
I don't ask much
I just want you

DEPECHE MODE -- WRONG 2009 (Single)

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong
Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix in the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
With the wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong lies, on the wrong vibes
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
Wrong
Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook
Made the wrong move, every wrong night
With the wrong tune played till it sounded right, yeah
Wrong
Wrong
Too long
Wrong

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time
For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day of the wrong week
I used the wrong method with the wrong technique
Wrong

THE RIGHT vibes!
Enjoy!

P.S. И да не пропуснеш Depeche-Mode.org Convention 2009 pt.1 в събота (28.02.2009)