Ceva mai vechi pentru ziua de azi. Billy Idol cu piesa lui cea mai cunoscuta porbabil: Rebel Yell
Last night a little dancer
Came dancin to my door
Last night a little angel
Came pumping on the floor
She said a come baby
Ive got a license for love
And if it expires
Pray help from above
Because
In the midnight hour
She cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell
She cried more, more, more
Owww
In the midnight hour, babe
More, more, more
With a rebel yell
More, more, more
More, more, more
She dont like slavery
She wont sit and beg
But when Im tired and lonely
She sees me to bed
What set you free
And brought you to me, babe
What set you free
I need you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour
She cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell
She cried more, more, more
Wowww
In the midnight hour, babe
More, more, more
With a rebel yell
More, more, more
He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well hes out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it dont mess up his hair
Oww ha
I walk the ward for you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain
A million times for you
Id sell my soul for you, babe
For money to burn for you
Id give you all and have none, babe
Just a, just a, just a, just a
To have you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour
She cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell
She cried more, more, more
Wowww
In the midnight hour, babe
More, more, more
With a rebel yell
She cried more, more, more
More, more, more
Oo yeah, a little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more
Oo yeah, a little angel
She want more
More, more, more, more, more
Trupa asta am auzit-o acum vreo 4 ani, cand un prieten mi-a adus un cd cu niste melodii de-ale lor, mai precis Dying Words si Sweetest Poison. Sunau bine, nemtesc, rock. Dying words e cam trista melodia, dar mno, suna si asa bine. Nu e neaparat pentru starea de moment ( stare de indiferenta totala ), dar astazi mi-a stat gandul pe numele asta si nu stiam de ce. Se aseamana ca nume cu vechile desene animate rusesti…..
Zilele trecute am reusit sa ascult mare parte din discografia celor de la Nightwish. Totul a pornit de la auzul pe autobuzul 17 ( firobuzul, cum vreti sa ii spuneti ) a unei piese familiare. Nu reuseam insa sa imi dau seama ce asculta. Mi-a tot ramas piesa in minte pana cand am ajuns acasa si mi-am adus aminte. Piesei ii zicea Amarath, de la Nightwish. Eu mai ascultasem de multe ori toate albumele lor, dar asta a fost acum ceva vreme…..asa ca am zis sa le ascult din nou.
Se simte diferenta de voce dintre Tarja si Annete. Adevarul e ca albumul scos acum un an jumate e mai mult comercial, dar Amarath e in spiritul trupei.
Nighwish – Amarath
Din albumul meu doar piesa asta mi-a ramas in cap, probabil de aceea mi-am adus aminte atat de usor de ea. Din albumele vechi insa… Read the rest of this entry »
Se potriveste melodia cand esti de-a dreptul inebunit dupa cineva. Iti vine sa o canti si sa o repeti non-stop.
It’s up in my heart when it skips a beat (skips a beat)
Can’t feel no pavement right under my feet (under my feet)
Up in my lonely room
When I’m dreaming of you (wah oooo)
Oh what can I do
I still need you, but
I don’t want you now
When I’m down and my hands are tied (hands are tied)
I cannot reach a pen for me to draw the line (draw the line)
From this pain I just can’t disguise
Its gonna hurt but I’ll have to say goodbye
Up in my lonely room
When I’m dreaming of you (wah oooo)
Oh what can I do
I still need you, but
I dont want you now
Oh yeah
Ohhh Ohhhhh
Up in my lonely room
When I’m dreaming of you (wah oooo)
Oh what can I do
I still need you, but
I dont want you now
Am descoperit melodia pe blogul nebuloasei si binenteles ca m-a adus pana la obsesie. Pentru o ora. Asta merita un loc la capitolul de obsesii muzicale.
Damn Yankees – High Enough
I don’t wanna hear about it anymore
It’s a shame I’ve got to live without you anymore
There’s a fire in my heart
A pounding in my brain
It’s driving me crazy
We don’t need to talk about it anymore
Yesterday’s just a memory
Can we close the door
I just made one mistake
I didn’t know what to say when you called me baby
Don’t say goodnight
Say you’re gonna stay forever
Oh oo Oh, all the way
Can you take me high enough
To fly me over (fly me over) yesterday
Can you take me high enough
It’s never over
Yesterday’s just a memory (yesterday’s just a memory and)
I don’t want to live without you anymore
Can’t you see I’m in misery
And you know for sure
I would live and die for you
And I’d know just what to do when you call me baby
Don’t say goodbye
Say you’re gonna stay forever
Oh oo Oh, all the way
Can you take me high enough
Can you fly me over (fly me over) yesterday
Can you take me high enough
It’s never over
Yesterday’s just a memory, I’m running
I was running for the door
The next thing I remember
I was running back for more
Yeah…
Don’t say goodbye
Say you’re gonna stay forever
Oh oo Oh, all the way (all the way, all the way, yeah)
Can you take me high enough
Can you fly me over (fly me over) yesterday
Can you take me high enough
It’s never over
Woh oo oh oo oh oo oh
Can you take me high enough
Won’t you fly me over (won’t you fly me over) yesterday
Can you take me high enough
It’s never over
Woh oo oh oo oh oo oh
Intotdeauna coverurile au fost un subiect controversat al muzicii, multa lume considera trupele care le lanseaza ca fiind lipsite de originalitate. Personal, nici eu nu le prea apreciez. Totusi, in ultima perioada am dat de unele piese care constituie o alternativa foarte reusita la piesele originale. Am decis astfel sa prezint cateva astfel de piese intr-un “serial”. Prima propunere: Careless whisper, cantata in original de Wham!.
Coverul pe care il propun prezinta o sonorizare mai agresiva, mai rock sa spun asa si este produs de baietii de la Seether, originari din Africa de Sud(da, si eu am fost surprins cand am aflat, chiar si in Africa se canta rock de calitate).
Am dat de melodia asta acum doua zile. Nu sunt versurile cele care imi plac atat de mult cat ritmul melodiei. Combinatia de nota din piesa asta este de exceptia. Va la un preview mai jos cu tot cu versuri.
So many years ago, many more than I’d
Even care to bear in my mind
From the darkest of all places I found you
All the limbs in their right places
and a heart made of real gold
Sell me your little doll, oh sir, I ask you kind.
Every night I’d return to watch them
The master and the puppet in the show.
He said: “Oh no, I cannot sell him…
Priceless he is, masterpiece of mine.”
Please, sell me your puppet, sir.
Name your price oh please,
Whatever you may ask,
tenfold the price I pay
“Did I not make it clear?
This debate is over.
I will never part from this puppet, my son…”
With hungry eyes I followed them all night
The blind master and the puppet he had made
“No, sir, to sell is not my will!”
the doll is mine, even if I have to kill…
So it shall be, if this is what it takes
“Greed’s truly blinder than me…”
“Heart of gold is what you wish for?”
“So, this little boy…wants to be.. a puppet, for real..?”
So, I have a golden heart
Now only needing the voice of the master
Never feel hunger, never grow older
My dream was to be a star in a real puppet… show!
It’s so hard to remember my life,
the times before the show
“can I ever cut off the strings?”
“Take a bow, now dance and sing… Sing!”
Would you turn me to child again?
“No, never, I am your Guide.”
You can see a small grin on the face
Of the master, when the puppet’s in his place
Be careful of what you wish for
Wishes might come alive
The twines are pulling me every day and night…
The show, the glitter and all the fame
I’d give away for a life
Some things can end with a word, they say
This only ends with a sharp knife. Knife!
