вторник, 31 декабря 2019 г.

Feeling Alright

 

Under the branches of feeling alright
I feel asleep just to dream about
I know too many reasons to fight
So glad that I have taken my time

My mind is made of simple thoughts
I'm going up to start this day
Soon you see me now

Under the falling sky feeling alright
Careless, not hopeless, you can't bring me down
But I know too many reasons to fight
So glad that I have you on my side, I've taken my time

Only this life here is happening
I can see these two things, I'm not worried
First rule of thumb you gave: promise not to fade away
So where do you go to sleep now?

My mind is made of simple thoughts
I'm going up to start this day
Soon you see me now 


They put a spell on me that will lasts forever. This is like a world created of everything that I ever loved and cherished, swallowed in soft fragile gauze, so weightless, so mysterious, so melancholic and so endlessly beautiful.

суббота, 21 декабря 2019 г.

Bermuda Locket



I got to tell you something 
I wanna view your dreams 
I wanna pull out your crazy and pour it over me. 
I might take you somewhere far across the seas 
I need your faith, I need your everything. 

As you enter into my curse 
Our dreams reverse and the demons burst... 

So I wait, anticipate to meet you tonight, 
Come this way and I will bring your dreams to life. 

I wanna move you somewhere close to ecstasy 
I might tell you things some which you won't believe 
I wanna view the signals that control your brain 
I need a taste I need your everything. 

As you enter into my curse 
Our dreams reverse and the demons burst... 
So I wait, anticipate to meet you tonight 
Just come this way and I will bring your dreams to life. 

From the first time I saw you till now 
I have counted the years that have gone by 
We'll release those demons tonight, tonight. 

So I wait, anticipate to meet you tonight
Just come this way and I will bring your dreams to life. 
So I save this occasion to meet you tonight 
Just come this way and I will bring your dreams to life.

Crosses - Bermuda Locket

/ He is darkness. And I'm in love with him. /

Oh, what are you doing to me...?
This music is my shrine, my misty sacred place, the reflection of my twilight dreams... But I really have never thought that I would find music that could bewitch me so badly, forcing me to simply lose my head, but to find my heart again... With this music the world becomes so different, the greatest love appears in here, love, which lives only in the most romantic books, mystery, that pierces the pages of the most incredible books, something dark, otherworldly, sweet, bewitching, incomprehensible and eternal...

четверг, 12 декабря 2019 г.

Stripped


Come with me
Into the trees
We'll lay on the grass
And let the hours pass

Take my hand
Come back to the land
Let's get away
Just for one day

Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone

Metropolis
Has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss

Take my hand
Come back to the land
Where everything's ours
For a few hours

Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone
Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone

Let me hear you
Make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking
Just for me

Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone

Let me hear you speaking
Just for me

Let me see you
Stripped down to the bone

Let me hear you crying
Just for me


The craving for darkness and unknown depths was here ith me as far as I know myself. As well as the love of measured drift on the enveloping and lulling waves of nostalgia, surrounded by dark and alluring soundscapes. One of my favorite songs, then and now. Always.

среда, 27 ноября 2019 г.

Sun. Tears. Red

 


Each day is born with a sunrise
and ends in a sunset, the same way we
open our eyes to see the light,
and close them to hear the dark.
You have no control over
how your story begins or ends.
But by now, you should know that
all things have an ending.
Every spark returns to darkness.
Every sound returns to silence.
And every flower returns to sleep
with the earth.
The journey of the sun
and moon is predictable.
But yours,
is your ultimate
ART.

Jambinai - Sun. Tears. Red

Welcome to the sinister forest, pierced with the labirynth of misty trails which lead to places never seen before. Step into and make your way through the maze of mysterious whispers and harrowing screams breaking thorough a charming layer of the volatile instrumental, - so unusual, so strange, so magical, - to tear them apart and create new elusive harmony which exists in absolutely new dimensions of this world.

пятница, 22 ноября 2019 г.

August Winterman

 

And If I could teach the world to be..
I'd teach them all to be something just like me
Frustrated, bitter, depressing

Perfect... As if my wings were like yours
But I'm falling down

And if you could hold your tongue long enough..
You'd see that all I am is love, but I don't like me
I despise me

Perfect... As if my wings were like yours
But I'm falling down
Perfect... As if my wings were like yours
But I'm falling down

It's a disease they'll never have a cure for
You're the only way to dry my eyes
It's a disease, they'll never have a cure
But I'm the one whose wrong. I'm the one who cries
It's a disease, they'll never have a cure for
It's a disease, they'll never have a cure
But I'm the one whose wrong. I'm the one who cries

I cry... I despise me

Dead Poetic - August Winterman 

/ We are the misfits, the outcasts, the broken things, the ugly animals. People will never see us as normal human beings. We love the darkness because it keeps us invisible, we don’t want to be seen and we don’t want to see cruelty either. We find life hard to live, that’s why every now and then some of us choose to leave. Not because life is hard or difficult, but for us it’s impossible.
I wish I can find a way to be happy, I wish I could find a way to forget all that I’ve lived. I wish I could simply live. /

I close my eyes and disappear. There's too much memories, too much atumn leaves, too much lonely walks under pale skyes, under rain drops. There's too much sadness, to much love and too much hidden passion. There's too much of me. 
But really, I have no words to explain what this song means to me ... So I’ll just say that if I could become a song, I would become exactly this one. This lyrics, this darkness, this everything.

"And If I could teach the world to be... I'd teach them all to be something just like me. Frustrated, bitter, depressing".

вторник, 19 ноября 2019 г.

Juno


All the silhouettes that pass us by
The sound of shrieks and familiar cries
Will vanish into the illusion
No serenity, never compromise
There's no dignity as you fraternize
With your delusions
So set me free, take all you need
And I will wait
Together we're jaded
And now we're renovated

Wings of flames are burning the wreckage of my life
At last I've terrified us, set fire to the stars at night
They can't be this far, the judgement now begins
A being from the inside

Vanishing into thin air
My body hits the floor
I'm smaller than before
Crisis, man overboard
Emergency abort
I watch them dancing
Oh, the fireflies at war gather
Oh, the damage that's been done, paid for
Won't you reveal yourself to me?
As I rise above the deep
Won't you reveal yourself to me? Oh...

Oh, the fireflies above gather
Oh, the damage that's been done, paid for
Now won't you save yourself for me?
Won't you save yourself for me? Oh...


/ Each time a breeze starts, I feel the air all the way through me. /

Back to the roots and further into the depths.
Dan Tompkins, I'm in love with your voice.

суббота, 16 ноября 2019 г.

Hexes


Is there something I should know
Of the colours that you show
I remember those words
In the back of my mind
There is an old phantom

It isn't a secret this mind's shrouded in history
It isn't a secret this mind spirals in disarray
It isn't a secret this mind shudders in mystery
It isn't a secret I find terror in memory

Come close
Don't be afraid
It's stranger than you think
Desperately opiate, weary
Feverish host to us, teary eyed
History hexes us
History hexes us

Don't look, don't think, don't feel, don't move, don't breathe, don't make a sound,
It lives, it breaths, in my conscious mind
(Rosebud don't change)

It isn't a secret this mind's shrouded in history
It isn't a secret this mind spirals in disarray
It isn't a secret this mind shudders in mystery
It isn't a secret I find terror in memory

I live and breathe again
These gory locks
Don't you dare forget them
Don't you dare!
Don't you dare!
History hexes us
I breathe again!
History hexes us
I'll live again!


“Closed in a room, my imagination becomes the universe, and the rest of the world is missing out.” 

I am drowning in the magical tenderness of your voice. It's like a perfect dream, too beautiful to be true, too fragile to forget that the real life is always waiting behind these walls...

понедельник, 4 ноября 2019 г.

It's Gonna Hurt


 You know it's gonna hurt
But you do it anyway
If you know it's gonna hurt
Could you at least look away
Your trembling eyes betray your pain
You could never forgive me

You know it's gonna hurt
But there's nothing left to lose
You know it's gonna hurt
And you know it'll hurt me too
You said, "fuck this world"
You don't owe it shit
And most nights I agreed with you
I never thought you'd really do it

That crooked smile
A soft "fuck you"
You could never forgive me

If the lies they spewed turned up true
They said you knew what you were doing
I could never forgive you

You know it's gonna hurt


Как же я люблю песни с атмосферой, с характером, рассказывающие свою уникальную историю. Не могу наслушаться ей. Этот невероятный бас, то печальный, то резкий, то агрессивный. эта тревожная виолончель, мягко проникающая в самое сердце и уносящая его в туманные дали, эта мистическая, почти алиеническая мелодия, вплетающаяся в песню и завершающая эту невероятную композицию... Гипнотическая музыка...

воскресенье, 27 октября 2019 г.

Ordovicium: The Glaciation of Gondwana


The cracks weren't visible in the beginning
Now we're staring deep down into the guts of the earth
We've been watching these two tectonic plates slowly drifting apart
And when the first cracks appeared on the surfaces, we had surrendered our hopes to reality
Odds and ends adding up to a serious kick in the teeth of vanity
At this stage, any will for solutions had bowed to the gallows

You showed your true colors only in my absence
Crawl away
Don't grind your teeth
Make believe you were never here

You piled up inside of you an extensive collection of small monuments to frustration and failure to communicate
And this was the tragic dilemma of our constellation:
Not the difference between us but the lack of honest talks

You showed your true colors only in my absence
Crawl away
Don't grind your teeth
Make believe you were never here

I turned the tables on you after you had seized everything that was not nailed to the floor, or locked away
And now you're waving the flag of justice and equity
The devil takes the hindmost

The Ocean Collective - Ordovicium: The Glaciation of Gondwana

How unbelievable this music is, how crushingly heavy and painful beautiful. It is in every sound, every word, every emotion it throws to you to knock you off from your feet down to your knees.
It sound just like I am listening to Gojira and Sylosis at the same time, and it feels so majestic. 

пятница, 25 октября 2019 г.

Kodoku Ni Shisu, Yueni Kodoku


I have lived in restrict I want to disappear more then to forget
I laugh back at people like you, who act like you understand

You people just live on laughing, saying something good will happen tomorrow
There was always something different about you
and me and
the way you talk from the beginning

It's not unusual anymore to get hurt by you

Just wishing it wasn't real is my only negative way to escape...

ash to ash
I am just garbage with an umbrella So give me my dream
I am used to hiding underneath the umbrella So I want you for me
Can you hear me?

Dir en grey - Kodoku ni Shisu Yueni Kodoku

/ Nobody has ever measured, how much the heart can hold. /

Forever and always. No words can describe how much I do love you.

пятница, 11 октября 2019 г.

No One Is Ever Going to Want Me


I'm armed to the teeth
Like a fucking animal
I ruin everything
I get my bony hands on

And here we go, now
Over the bridge of sighs
We will get a cross like Christ, crucified
It's like a birth but it is in reverse
Never gets better, always gets worse

I'll gnaw at anything
New england is mine, and
It owes me a living

And here we go, now
Over the bridge of sighs
We will get a cross like Christ, crucified
It's like a birth but it is in reverse
Never gets better, always gets worse

And here we go, now
(Step one, step two)
Over the bridge of sighs
(Step three, step four)
We will get a cross like Christ, crucified
(We fall through the floor)
It's like a birth but it is in reverse
(Fall through the floor)
Never gets better, always gets worse
(Fall through the floor)

One, two, fuck you!

I want to feel like I feel when I'm asleep
I wanna feel
I want to feel like I feel when I'm asleep
Sleep!


/ Sorrow comes in great waves...but rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us, it leaves us. And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we remain. /

One of the most beautiful things in the world, one of the deepest and purest part of human soul. The comfort of sadness and grief. 
I want to feel like I feel when I'm asleep...

понедельник, 30 сентября 2019 г.

Above Control


Above control

I like to hear
I like your eyes
It brings me joy
You'd fit in mine
I love to sow
I have for so

Bear it on
I want to know
To see the low
It's getting madder than you know
I want to go see you now

I love, I love, I love, I love, I love
I love, I love, I love, I love, I love
Above control
Above control

With the waking hours
Something I can't go without
I want to say but I don't
Who is my avalanche
Something gotta take me out
To be above control
Say it

Get out my life
Get me out

Get out my life
And send me
Above control

Dumb enough to see you, bear it on
Now you see me walking on
Somebody sees you, somebody sees your ground
Get out, get out
Above control

Have you seen me walking on solid
Have you seen me walking on solid ground?


/ I spent uncounted hours sitting at the bow looking at the water and the sky, studying each wave, different from the last, seeing how it caught the light, the air, the wind; watching patterns, the sweep of it all, and letting it take me. The sea. /

This is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard and, honestly, I just have no words to describe this abyss of feeligs it wakes in me. As if these shades of beauty and sadness were born at the time of the creation of this world and have been evolving all the time time along with it. But maybe there is something divine inside of this music, something unreal that cannot be realized and understood, but what always lives in the depths of the human soul. And whatever I may say, this will always be not enough.
This music is boundless and eternal, like the endless movement of waves rolling on the endless coast, spreaded from the edge to the edge, over and over again. Only the sea and the stones, only the sound of the surf, only the endless sky and wind, only you and no one else and nothing else in the whole world. And the world few of us keep inside.

четверг, 29 августа 2019 г.

Lachrymose

 
 
/ It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, music, the physics of falling leaves, vanilla and jasmine, poppies, smiling, anthills, the color of the sky, coffee and cashmere, literature, sparks and subway trains... If only one could leave this life slowly! /

Let's bring something endlessly sad, tortured and painfully beautiful to this world. Something almost unnamed. August is almost over now, and every time it's come to an end I start feeling like my life is over, too. Things just passing by and every momemnt dies away. To live is to die.

пятница, 16 августа 2019 г.

Phoenix IV: Levitation

 


My life, composed of small solitary joys,
Violent romances, blessed and deep silences,
A abundance of poetry, moments of insanity and disillusion,
Will be always painful, always beautiful -
Will be the ultimate ode, before all others
Which rises from the depths of my own -
The moments themselves, which make up my life,
Before my body, cristallized in time,
In the endlessness that goes forward.

Phoenix IV. Levitation просто невероятно и безумно красивая, ностальгически-печальная, таинственно-притягательная и болезненно прекрасная. Знаешь, вот иногда ты встречаешь песни, в которых словно отражается все твое счастливое прошлое, все твои воспоминания, все твои томления и печали, радости и слезы, вся твоя свобода и вдохновение, которые были у тебя когда-то в руках, которые теперь живут в твоем сердце, словно крылья, на которых ты уже не можешь улететь так высоко и так далеко, но которые еще можешь раскрыть, чтобы ощутить легкие потоки ветра вокруг себя и услышать еле слышный шёпот прожитых дней... И именно в этой песне, среди сотен других прекрасных песен, я разглядела свое отражение. Как это было и есть с "Ghosts I", "Into Perk Walk", "Welcome to Biddeford" и саундтреком к "The Lord Of The Rings". Это всё я.

вторник, 6 августа 2019 г.

The Roots Run Deep

 
Back out on the road when we were young
We thought buildings would be named after us
I burrowed under ground as deep as I could
I didn’t belong up top and the sun was too bright anyway
I took you with me, held on for as long as I could;
Until you broke free and fed yourself into he night

I’m alone in here now, I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up
I’m alone in here now, I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up

Her Name Is Calla - The Roots Run Deep

/ Little by littlet hings began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no longer so painfully conscious of everything I said... I felt the great soft wave approach and embrace me; the dark hour began to fill with pictures and stealthily the noise-less procession of dreams appeared again superimposed on the dreary, grey landscape of existence.
And suddenly it was no longer this place - it was a little corner of the world, a haven of refuge, a dugout around which the eternal battle of chaos wasraging and in which we two sat sheltering, mysteriously drifted to one another through the twilight of time. /

This is such a rare and great pleasure to find such an album. Incredibly soft, enveloping, carrying you on its waves into the mysterious world of oblivion, from which anyone doesn't want to come back.
This music is absolutely beautifual and genuine like world of nature and nature of feelings itself in all of its magnificent expressions. I love how experimental this music is, and what's more, this instrumental passages and subtle atmosphere embody a real understanding of art music.


среда, 31 июля 2019 г.

Die Happy



So what is this so-so-society?
Still drinking that Kool-Aid like it's free
Still popping that poison blow blow blow
Political you know how it goes

Is this dystopia?

Fame is the bait
(And the switch is the look in your eye)
What will you ask?
(While we wait for the past to arrive)
Fame is the bait
(And the switch is your head in the sand)
Time that we waste
(While we wait for the future to land)

Die happy
In the summertime
So happy
I could die

This city is thick with common thieves
Still passing around the same disease
Who's running this town and why are we?
Still drinking that Kool-Aid like it's free

In this dystopia?


Ох, начало этой песни волнует мою душу намного большее ее продолжения - какое же оно прекрасное и многообещающее... За звуками этой мелодии словно затаилась таинственная печаль, и вот она мягко подкрадывается к тебе и ты не знаешь, какую из ее бесчисленных граней тебе суждено будет открыть для себя на этот раз... Но внезапно нотки наигранной радости врываются в нее и вся тайна и трепет предвкушения исчезают, оставляя горечь разочарования. Но эта песня все равно идеальна, ведь это именно то, что она хочет показать: пустую оболочку, сотканную из искусственной радости, за которой медленно бьется остывшее и опустевшее сердце.
Когда ты счастлив. умирать совсем не хочется, но поверь - умереть счастливым это самое лучшее, что может случится в этой жизни.

воскресенье, 21 июля 2019 г.

Own Worst Enemy


I gotta give it to ya
Yeah, you talk real tough
Say you're nothing but love
Bet it gets under your skin
And when it gets too much then the Devil steps in

I chew your ears off for hours
Yeah, I'm good for a minute 'til the demons come 'round
And I feel empty and sad, yeah
Drink until I'm poison, only then I can escape my mind

I know you say that you don't want it, want it
You take a couple pills to stop him coming for ya
And he turns up without a warning, warning
I heard he's looking for you

You and I ain't friends
So stop shadowing me
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy
Pack your bags and leave
You have caused me too much grief
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy

I go to bed and then lie awake up screaming
Why ain't I sleeping oh why ain't I dreaming?
Have you come to me to tell me a secret?
You will not tell me 'cause you know I'll leak it

You and I ain't friends
So stop shadowing me
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy
Pack your bags and leave
You have caused me too much grief
I'm getting out, I'm getting free
There's no escaping it, I'm my worst enemy


/ Him that I love, I wish to be free -- even from me. /

Another punch in the head. Thank you for this incredible torrent of energy, for this precious feeling when it seems that nothing is impossible and everything is in our hands.

суббота, 13 июля 2019 г.

Go


Time, is passing us by
Moves at the blink of an eye
I try

I, I want to be great
But now as the storm has begun
I try

Keep me waiting, still I'm finding out
Don't care from it would be
Have me believe he been free

So go now go, go darling go
Go darling go
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now
Go now go, go darling go
Go darling go
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now

Can't control my mind no more
Can't decide for me, do I need to remind you that
You can't control my life no more
Can't chose the words in my mouth
So leave me alone now


/ Free yourself from the burden of feeling the need to hold on to anything. Let go… you are a part of everything. /

I'm absolutely crazy about this song. This captivating tune, this killer energy, bare emotions and absolute unique and awesome style of guitar playing... Oh, I want to stay alone with you as soon as possible. So everybody, please, just go now. 

воскресенье, 7 июля 2019 г.

Buzzcut Season


I remember when your head caught flame
It kissed your scalp and caressed your brain
(I remember when your head caught flame)
Well, you laughed, baby, it's OK
It's buzzcut season anyway
(Well, you laughed, baby, it's OK)

We ride the bus with the knees pulled in
People should see how we're living
(We ride the bus with the knees pulled in)
Shut my eyes to the song that plays
Sometimes this has a hot, sweet taste
(Shut my eyes to the song that plays)

The men up on the news
They try to tell us all that we will lose
But it's so easy in this blue
Where everything is good

Cola with the burnt-out taste
I'm the one you tell your fears to
There'll never be enough of us

Explosions on TV
And all the girls with heads inside a dream
So now we live beside the pool
Where everything is good

And I'll never go home again
(Place the call, feel it start)
Favorite friend
(And nothing's wrong but nothing's true)
I live in a hologram with you
We're all the things that we do for fun
(And I'll breathe, and it goes)
Play along
(Make believe, it's hyper real)
But I live in a hologram with you


/ I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony. /

Помню времена, когда я совершенно не понимала этой легкой, прозрачной и невыразительной музыки. Простой и незамысловатой, как ситцевое платье. Но может быть в последнее время я начала более чутко прислушиваться, а может просто порой мне выпадает счастье повстречать по-настоящему хорошую песню.
И я невероятно сильно люблю этот  трек... Он словно вобрал в себя самые легкие, невесомые, неуловимые воспоминания, такие радостно-счастливые, теплые, летние, такие вечные. Словно оранжевые фонарики в ночи, шум прибоя на рассвете, аромат цветущего луга, карусели, которые кружат тебя в вихре и дарят мгновения невероятного, всеобъемлющего и чистого счастья. Или тихие уютные вечера дома, проведенные за созерцанием того, как цвета постоянно сгущаются, в то время как твои чувства обостряются, а мысли достигают глубин сознания, и ты словно видишь этот мир таким, каким никто не может его увидеть...
И не важно, какая музыка играет в твоих наушниках, главное, какими чувствами она отзывается в твоем сердце.

вторник, 2 июля 2019 г.

Golden Skans


Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hands with the turning Golden Skans
From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands

Set sail from sense, bring all her young
Set sail from where we once begun
While we wait, while we wait

A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples, and the young
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples, and the young

Light touch my hands, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hands with the turning Golden Skans
From the night to the light, all plans are golden in your hands

/ Sanity and happiness are an impossible combination. /

I'm absolutely not-so-indie-girl, who like to fly over the flower fields and wallow in the skies created by gentle indie melodies, but this song - gosh... You know, if the purfect union of pure joy, happines and iternal bliss exists, it sounds like this.