Ανατριχιαστικές στιγμές

[Shirime]

το ένα δεν αναιρεί το άλλο... κομπλεξικέ, αμέσως να μειώσεις τους Ισλανδούς

[hvilelos?]

Aς συμφωνησουμε οτι στο yesterday was dramatic υπηρξαν λιγοτερο φλυαροι απο ποτε

[Shirime]

μεταξύ μας δίκιο έχεις... αλλά ρε παιδί μου δεν σε γοητεύει στο ελάχιστο αυτή η παιδική σπαστικά επίμονη θέληση τους να τα κάνουν όλα? και τους θλιμμένους, και τους χαρούμενους και όλα?

και νταξ, το κομμάτι μαζί με "the ghosts you drew on my back" είναι τα καλύτερα τους...

[GuardianOfIvorytower]

Dream Theater - Mirror

προς το τέλος που λέει I'll never hurt you again κ η μελωδία που μπαίνει μετά

[Amnesiac.]

Το καινούριο Skyclad το θεωρώ προς το παρόν μέτριο προς καλό άλμπουμ. Η αλήθεια είναι ότι δε το έχω ακούσει όσο θα ήθελα γιατί περιμένω να το ψωνίσω. Αλλά.

Έχει μέσα το The Well-Travelled Man. Τους λατρεύω τους Skyclad και πιθανότατα υπερβάλλω λόγω της ΠΟΡΩΣΗΣ της στιγμής, αλλά αυτό το κομμάτι αυτή τη στιγμή μου φαίνεται τόσο μα τόσο τέλειο που το βάζω χαλαρά μέσα στα 5 καλύτερα τους, λίγο κάτω από το One piece puzzle.

Ανατριχίλα από την αρχή μέχρι το τέλος.

Πάρτε και στίχους...

Seems so many years now since he set off down the road
For the bright lights of the city and his story to unfold
No strings, no family plans, no ties to hold him down
His first avowed intent, to leave this dormitory town

At first, he lay just dreaming till he hit upon a plan
To be a true civilian and a well-travelled man

His father told him: "Listen son, the world lies at your feet
Great lands of opportunity and strangers all to meet"

So seize the day, go make your mark,
'cause fortune loves the brave
So many places to be seen
Before you see your grave

See the stars shoot over Cape Town
Where the oceans all converge
Ride the desert train at midnight
Even sail the universe

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can see all at once he's a well-travelled man

That long and dusty trail, it ran to anywhere but home
Dined equally with pagan chiefs and emperors of Rome
Through ages dark and winters long, lost in the strangest lands
Through countless revolutions saw man's cruelty to man

Been a butcher, been a saviour
Been a friend you wouldn't choose
Built temples and filled graveyards
For the side that couldn't lose

Would you walk with him as spirits
In the quiet of the night
And seek to have the power
For to set the world to right?

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can see all at once he's a well-travelled man

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can say what you like, he's a well-travelled man

Seems so many years now since he set off all alone
To see the wonders of this world, prove the stories he'd been sold
Seeks the "milk of human kindness" and he takes it where he can
From the yachts of Monte Carlo to a teahouse in Japan

But now, he sits forsaken with a beer glass in his hand
Won't anybody listen to the well-travelled man?

Γαμάει ψυχολογίες όταν είσαι Παρασκευή βράδυ κλεισμένος μέσα και διαβάζεις Διεθνή (καπιταλιστική) Οικονομία αλλά ο μαζοχισμός είναι άρρηκτα συνδεδεμένος με την καλή μουσική νομίζω.

[00i00]

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said dont mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was billie jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round


People always told me be careful of what you do
And dont go around breaking young girls hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do cause the lie becomes the truth


Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son


For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when shes in demand
Her schemes and plans
cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(do think twice)


She told my baby,we where dancing still 3:00
Then she looked at me, she show me a photo
My baby cried, cause his eyes where like mine


People always told me be careful of what you do
And dont go around breaking young girls hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room


Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie jean is not my lover
Shes just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, she says he is my son
She says I am the one
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover

[sabbattack]

MONO apo ton Xristakh. Ekei nai, peftoun anatrixiles

[Midnight]

Το καινούριο Skyclad το θεωρώ προς το παρόν μέτριο προς καλό άλμπουμ. Η αλήθεια είναι ότι δε το έχω ακούσει όσο θα ήθελα γιατί περιμένω να το ψωνίσω. Αλλά.

Έχει μέσα το The Well-Travelled Man. Τους λατρεύω τους Skyclad και πιθανότατα υπερβάλλω λόγω της ΠΟΡΩΣΗΣ της στιγμής, αλλά αυτό το κομμάτι αυτή τη στιγμή μου φαίνεται τόσο μα τόσο τέλειο που το βάζω χαλαρά μέσα στα 5 καλύτερα τους, λίγο κάτω από το One piece puzzle.

Ανατριχίλα από την αρχή μέχρι το τέλος.

Πάρτε και στίχους...

Seems so many years now since he set off down the road
For the bright lights of the city and his story to unfold
No strings, no family plans, no ties to hold him down
His first avowed intent, to leave this dormitory town

At first, he lay just dreaming till he hit upon a plan
To be a true civilian and a well-travelled man

His father told him: "Listen son, the world lies at your feet
Great lands of opportunity and strangers all to meet"

So seize the day, go make your mark,
'cause fortune loves the brave
So many places to be seen
Before you see your grave

See the stars shoot over Cape Town
Where the oceans all converge
Ride the desert train at midnight
Even sail the universe

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can see all at once he's a well-travelled man

That long and dusty trail, it ran to anywhere but home
Dined equally with pagan chiefs and emperors of Rome
Through ages dark and winters long, lost in the strangest lands
Through countless revolutions saw man's cruelty to man

Been a butcher, been a saviour
Been a friend you wouldn't choose
Built temples and filled graveyards
For the side that couldn't lose

Would you walk with him as spirits
In the quiet of the night
And seek to have the power
For to set the world to right?

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can see all at once he's a well-travelled man

Gather round, come one, come all
Listen best ye can
Raise a glass and give a cheer
You can say what you like, he's a well-travelled man

Seems so many years now since he set off all alone
To see the wonders of this world, prove the stories he'd been sold
Seeks the "milk of human kindness" and he takes it where he can
From the yachts of Monte Carlo to a teahouse in Japan

But now, he sits forsaken with a beer glass in his hand
Won't anybody listen to the well-travelled man?

Γαμάει ψυχολογίες όταν είσαι Παρασκευή βράδυ κλεισμένος μέσα και διαβάζεις Διεθνή (καπιταλιστική) Οικονομία αλλά ο μαζοχισμός είναι άρρηκτα συνδεδεμένος με την καλή μουσική νομίζω.

Group με κότσια και καυτή μουσική, είτε στις thrash/speed είτε στις λυρικές στιγμές του, από τα λίγα που χουν κατορθώσει να κρατάνε την ποιότητα των στίχων τους το ίδιο ψηλά με εκείνη της μουσικής τους (και στίχοι ιδιαιτέρως παρεξηγημένοι από τους και καλά "παγανιστές"). Μετά το Vintage Whine έχασα επαφή είναι η αλήθεια...αλλά με έψησες να την ξαναβρώ!

[Mitsmann]

εγω ο Αμνηζιακ και ο Μιντναητ συμφωνουμε σε κατι.

παω να πιω.

[Yanqui]

ολον

[funishment]

Πινκς μέχρι να πεθάνω.

[sabbattack]

nai alla astro tou prwinou>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ta pio omorfa oneira.

Pinks ston odyssea.

[wagneriandandy]

Ανατριχιλα

[Pinatero]

Ανατριχιλα

λοιπον φιλε νεε, δεν ξερω αν παρατηρησες γιατι τα δικα σου ποστ φαινονται ενα λευκο κουτι ενω τον αλλωνονε κανονικα, μαλλον δε σε νοιαζει, αλλα βαζεις μεσα στις αγκυλες του γιουτιουμπ μονο αυτα που ειναι μετα το "ισον" στο λινκ σου!! ΝΤΑ?

[wagneriandandy]

Ναι σορρυ,ξεχασα να το διορθωσω εδω. Τωρα πρεπει να ειναι τζιτζι.