Quando uma grande voz se junta aos extraordinários Apocalyptica
Apocalyptica – S.O.S (Anything But Love) (Worlds Collide – 2007)
[feat. Cristina Scabbia & Mats Leven]
Bound to your side and trapped in silence
Just a possession
Is the sex or only violence
That feeds your obsession
You send me to a broken state
Where I can take the pain
Just long enough
That I am numb
That I just disappear
So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
Tell me I asked for it
Tell me I’ll never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Does it feel good tonight
Hurt me with nothing
Some sort of sick satisfaction
You Get from mind fucking
Oh stripped down to my naked core
The darkest corners of my mind are yours
That’s where you live
That’s where you breathe
So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
Dare me to leave you
Tell me I’d never forget
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Without any faith
Without any light
Condemn me to live
Condemn me to lie
Inside I am dead
So go on and fight me
Go on and scare me to death
I’ll be the victim
You’ll be the voice in my head
You could give me anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Anything but love
Nightwish – While Your Lips Are Still Red (Amaranth single – 2007)
Sweet little words made for silence
Not talk
Young heart for love
Not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world
Kiss while your lips are still red
While he`s still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they`re still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour`s never a wasted one
The violin, the poet`s hand,
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care
Kiss while your lips are still red
While he`s still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand`s still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they`re still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
Tears for Fears foram, entre muitos outros, parte da banda sonora da minha adolescência. Depois de o dueto se desfazer perdi o rumo de Curt Smith que tinha aquela voz tão fora do vulgar…Redescobri-o recentemente num álbum de uma enorme beleza: Halfway Pleased. Se tivesse de escolher duas palavras para o descrever, escolheria serenidade e maturidade. O álbum é muito intimista e tem um carácter algo auto-biográfico e é feito com alma…está cheio de faixas imperdíveis e a ouvir vezes sem conta…Seven of Sundays, Addict (uma faixa hipnótica…fabulosa), Where do I Go, Halfway Pleased…deixo aqui Seven of Sundays
it’s alright
got to tell myself it’s alright
everything that I envied I have become
where to now
now that I’ve been lost and found
buried in the afternoon
breathless and snowbound
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
coming down
ice cream and a towel wrapped around
flowing hair the swallows me
follows me down
it’s OK
twisted sheets and endless rainy days
channels flash across your face
silence surrounds you
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
safe as the ocean
shine like a motor car
seven of Sundays
of course you are
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
seven of Sundays
of course you are
Hoje vou deixar-vos mais uma música do “Hindsight” dos Anathema que aparentemente não reúne consensos , mas acho isso habitual numa banda que tentou sempre ir mais além. Eu porém sou fã deste “Hindsight” e vou deixar aqui umas das minhas músicas de uma vida.
Anathema – Temporary Peace ( Hindsight – 2008 )
Deep inside the silence
Staring out upon the sea
The waves washing over
Half forgotten memories
Deep within the moment
Laughter floats upon the breeze
Rising and falling dying down within me
And I swear I never knew how it could be
And all this time all I had inside was what I couldn’t see
I swear I never knew how it could be
All the waves washing over all that hurts inside of me
Beyond this beautiful horizon
Lies a dream for you and I
This tranquil scene is still unbroken by the rumors in the sky
But there’s a storm closing in
Voices crying on the wind
This serenade is growing colder breaks my soul that tries to sing
And there’s so many, many thoughts
When I try to go to sleep
But with you I start to feel a sort of temporary peace
A propósito do novo álbum de Anathema “Hindsight”, que digo-vos está muito bom, andei a investigar a editora responsável pela edição a KScope, entre os companheiros de editora encontrei os No-Man, que vim a descobrir ser mais um dos muitos projectos do sr. Steven Wilson, mentor dos Porcupine Tree. Deixo-vos este excelente tema do seu mais recente álbum.
No-Man – Wherever There Is Light ( Schoolyard Ghosts – 2008 )