yeni nesil rus psychedelic/stoner rock grubu. genellikle enstrümental takılan bu abilerin ilk albümleri 2010 çıkışlı revealed gravitation. onun dışında 3 stüdyo albümleri var. ve hepsi dinlemeye değer. zira şarkılarının riff'leri cayır cayır, insana air guitar çaldırtan cinsten.
Üyelerinin sayısı zaman zaman 30'u bulan, japon psychedelic, freak-out, white noise, hatta folk gibi birçok alanda takılan müzik grubu. kesinlikle bu dünyadaki en ağır psychedelic müziği yapmaktadırlar. beyni yakmak için biçilmiş kaftan.
60'ların sonu 70'lerin başında, ingiltere'nin canterbury şehrinde, geneli the wilde flowers'ın dağılması sonucu ortaya çıkan tatlı mı tatlı progressive rock ekolünden grupların yaptığı müziğe verilen isim. bu gruplar arasında caravan, gong, egg hatta diğerlerinden çok farklı bir türde müzik icra ediyor ve wilde flowers'la bağlantısı olmasa bile, gentle giant sayılabilir.
2003 çıkışlı bol distortion'lı bir king crimson albümü;
1. the power to believe i: a cappella
2. level five
3. eyes wide open
4. elektrik
5. facts of life (intro)
6. facts of life
7. the power to believe ii
8. dangerous curves
9. happy with what you have to be happy with
10. the power to believe iii
11. the power to believe iv: coda
night her sable dome scattered with diamonds,
fused my dust from a light year,
squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon,
strung my warp across time
gave me each a horse, sunrise and graveyard,
told me only i was her;
bid me face the east closed me in questions
built the sky for my dawn . . .
cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty
zebra ride to the cirkus,
past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox
glove which wrote on my tongue-
pushed me down a slide to the arena,
megaphonium fanfare.
in his cloak of words strode the ringmaster
bid me join the parade . . .
worship! cried the clown, i am a t.i.
making bandsmen go clockwork,
see the slinky seal cirkus policeman;
bareback ladies have fish.
strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman,
acrobatically juggling-
bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers
lest the mirror stop turning . . .
elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk,
ate the floors of their cages.
strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed and
lions sharpened their teeth.
gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded
pandemonium seesaw . . .
i ran for the door, ringmasters shouted,
all the fun of the cirkus!
ndoor fireworks amuse your kitchen staff
dusting plastic garlic plants
they snigger in the draught
when you ride through the parlour
wearing nothing but your armour-
playing indoor games.
one string puppet shows amuse
your sycophantic friends
who cheer your rancid recipes
in fear they might offend,
whilst you loaf on your sofa
sporting falsies and a toga-
playing indoor games, indoor games.
your mean teetotum spins arouse your seventh wife
who pats her sixty little skins
and reinsures your life,
whilst you sulk in your sauna
?cos you lost your jigsaw corner-
playing indoor games, indoor games.
each afternoon you train baboons to sing
or swim in purple perspex water wings.
come saturday jump hopper, chelsea brigade,
high bender-trender it?s all indoor games.
no ball bagatelle incites
your children to conspire,
they slide across your frying pan
and fertilize your fire;
still you and jones go madder
broken bones-broken ladder-
hey ho
happy family, one hand clap, four went by and
none come back.
brother judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac.
rufus, silas, jonah too sang, we'll blow our own
canoes,
poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the ballyhoo
whipped the world and beat the clock, wound up
with their share of stock.
silver rolls from golden rock, shaken by a knock,
knock, knock.
happy family, wave that grin, what goes round
must surely spin;
cheesecake, mousetrap, grip-pipe-thynne cried out,
we're not rin tin tin.
uncle rufus grew his nose, threw away his circus
clothes
cousin silas grew a beard, drew another flask of
weird
nasty jonah grew a wife, judas drew his pruning
knife.
happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
came back
happy family, pale applause, each to his revolving
doors.
silas searching, rufus neat, jonah caustic, jude
so sweet.
let their sergeant mirror spin if we lose the barbers
win;
happy family one hand clap, four went on but none
came back.
the rusted chains of prison moons
are shattered by the sun.
i walk a road, horizons change
the tournaments begun.
the purple piper plays his tune,
the choir softly sing;
three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
for the court of the crimson king.
the keeper of the city keys
put shutters on the dreams.
i wait outside the pilgrims door
with insufficient schemes.
the black queen chants
the funeral march,
the cracked brass bells will ring;
to summon back the fire witch
to the court of the crimson king.
the gardener plants an evergreen
whilst trampling on a flower.
i chase the wind of a prism ship
to taste the sweet and sour.
the pattern juggler lifts his hand;
the orchestra begin.
as slowly turns the grinding wheel
in the court of the crimson king.
on soft gray mornings widows cry
the wise men share a joke;
i run to grasp divining signs
to satisfy the hoax.
the yellow jester does not play
but gentle pulls the strings
and smiles as the puppets dance
in the court of the crimson king.
1970 çıkışlı lizard albümünden kısacık ama nefis bir king crimson şarkısı.
grass in your hair stretched like a lion in the sun
restlessly turned moistened your mouth with your tongue.
pouring my wine in your eyes caged mine glowing
touching your face my fingers strayed knowing.
i called you lady of the dancing water.
blown autumn leaves she'd to the fire where you laid me
burn slow to ash just as my days now seem to be.
i feel you still always your eyes glowing
remembered hours salt, earth and flowersflowing
farewell my lady of the dancing water.
1977 tarihli camel albümü. bir mirage ya da moonmadness değildir tabiki ama oldukça iyi bir albümdür. tracklist:
1. first light
2. metrognome
3. tell me
4. highways of the sun
5. unevensong
6. one of these days i'll get an early night
7. elke
8. skylines
9. rain dances
karakter sınırlamasına takılan başlık. pes oynarken özellikle kornerlerde rakip defanstan bir oyuncu topu kafayla ceza sahası dışına çıkardığında zenci, güçlü kuvvetli ön liberonuzun **** önündeki kalabalığa aldırmaksızın kaleye füze gibi yolladığı toplardır, bunu yaparken zevk, heyecan duymayan bir pessever yoktur, varsa da ben görmemişimdir.
gelmiş geçmiş en iyi konser albümlerinden biri, belki de en iyisi. yıl 1969. şarkıların tamamı farklı konserlerden seçilmiştir, grup (bkz: grateful dead) en iyi performanslarını bir araya getirmiştir. grubun konser efsanesi dark star en iyi burda icra edilmiştir.
1.dark star
2.saint stephen
3.the eleven
4.turn on your love light
5.death don't have no mercy
6.feedback
7.we bid you goodnight
1981 çıkışlı ikinci dio'lu black sabbath albümü. her şarkısı güzel albümlerdendir, ama bir sign of the southern cross vardır ki hepsinden efsanedir. tracklist:
1 turn up the night (3:42)
2 voodoo (4:32)
3 the sign of the southern cross (7:46)
4 e5150 (2:54)
5 the mob rules (3:14)
6 country girl (4:02)
7 slipping away (3:45)
8 falling off the edge of the world (5:02)
9 over and over (5:28)
flüt girişine kurban olunası camel şarkısı. 1976 moonmadness albümünden.
high flying glider, spread your wings
flying high on a cloud
born on the air, spiral around
so busy making circles
you never touch the ground
you see the sea, feel the sky
don't know where you go when you die
don't know the answers
to what's in my mind
riding on the wind and turning with the tide
life takes you up, it brings you down
changes the pain that remains
keep moving fast, the wind and the rain
and if the world keeps spinning round
you'll be back again...
