White Lies

vvitchy

Luźne przemyślenia, bo luźne przesłuchanie, nie podchodziłam do tego aż tak ambitnie, lightowo raczej. Muzyka przepowie pewnie dopiero właśnie po kolejnych odsłuchaniach.

Is Love
She, she, she, she... Ciągla ta 'she' w lyricsach. She's lost control. Ale to pomijam. Elektronika, która zaczyna się w 1:24 zaskoczyła mnie bardzo, ale także pozytywnie. Lubię jak zespół rozwija się, nie boi się nowości! I nie boi się takich właśnie wstawek... Słowem, dobry utwór na początek. Chociaż słów do końca nie rozumiem, musiałabym mieć tekst przed sobą, ale teksty to pewnie dopiero z czasem... Trochę naiwny się wydaje ten tekst, jak i reszta (zgadzam się, że poziom nieco spadł, ale zweryfikuję to dokładniej jak przeczytam wszystkie teksty)

Strangers
Podobało mi się jak słuchałam 1 raz (drugi utwór na płycie też jest, wiadomo, ważny, niemal jak pierwszy, a czasem nawet ważniejszy). Ale teraz nie wiem już co o tym utworze powiedzieć.

Bigger Than Us
Nie zachwyciło mnie jako singiel, tak i teraz też nie za bardzo. Różni się od pierwszych dwóch tym dołem, niżem czy jak to tam nazwać w stylistyce prognozy pogody, ale nie powala mnie. Nie wiem o czym jest. Że coś kogoś przerasta czy coś, nie wiem.

Peace&Quiet
Również inny od pozostałych, pierwszych trzech kawałków, jest tu jakieś white-liesowe medley eksperymentatorskie, nie ma co, ale jak na razie utwór kojarzy mi się jedynie z angielskimi boysbandami. Angielskimi? Niech tak zostanie. Zwłaszcza refren.

Streetlights
Mój numer jeden, i chyba jedyny numer, który naprawdę polubiłam jak dotąd

Holy Ghost
Może być, ostrzejsze, mroczniejsze

Turn the Bells
Jakaś, sorry, zapchaj-dziura

The Power & The Glory
WTF? Już tytuł jest beznadziejny. Nadal nie wiem o czym dokładnie tu się śpiewa, ale wydaje mi się to dość naiwne i mało zachęcające do zapoznania się.

Bad Love
Co to, kawałek dla młodzieży, która olała kościół? Ja nie wiem. Nie wiem co więcej o tym napisać. Ale może być, odróżnia się ten kawałek na tle innych swoją DŁUGOŚCIĄ, tzn. jest najkrótszy, co już samo w sobie na plus, bo ogólnie to mam refleksję taką nieustającą, że White Lies przesadzają z rozciąganiem kawałków.

Come Down
5:10 na sam koniec... I jeszcze żeby chciało się tego na serio wysłuchać do końca... Jedyny kawałek, w którym nie podoba mi się elektronika.

Reasumując:
- plus za wszelkie nowości muzyczne, dodatki, eksperymenty, poszukiwania
- płyta wydaje się niespójna, wszystkie kawałki z innej bajki, ale może z czasem wyjdzie to też na plus, w dalszych przesłuchaniach
- Streetlights - utwór najlepszy i jedyny, który chcę słuchać jeszcze raz, tak ot, osobno
- za długie utwory - życzę WL koncentrowania się bardziej na treści niż ilości
- okładka mi się nie podoba i nie jarzę tej koncepcji, okładki i tytułu, Babydoll, jakieś pomysły?
- nie uważam, że ta płyta jest nieudana i wyniknęła z jakiegoś tam pośpiechu, żeby wydać kolejny album na fali zdobytej popularności; nie mam wrażenia, że chłopaki osiadli (?) na laurach, pracują, owszem, napracowali się pewnie... ale nie jest to jakiś przełomowy, świetny album tego zespołu. Ale nie opuszcza mnie także myśl, że to jednak 'godny następca' To Lose My Life. Nie powinnam porównywać, bo cenię to jak zespół nieco zmienia swoje brzmienie z płyty na płytę, pozostając cały czas jedyny w swoim rodzaju...

NASZŁA MNIE JESZCZE JEDNA MYŚL! Harry , i być może reszta zespołu, ale najpewniej najbardziej on, na pewno inspiruje się Joy Division i Curtisem. To wiadomo, nie obyło się bez porównań, bo jest w tym dużo prawdy. I skojarzyło mi się tak, że Ritual jest już bardziej New Orderem bez Curtisa... Gdzie pozostali z JD poszli właśnie bardziej w stronę elektroniki.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipbobacFiUY Love

the bad seed*

Co do okładki - kojarzy mi się (i w jakiejś recenzji też ktoś to zauważył) z tymi bliźniaczkami z zrobionej przez Kubricka ekranizacji Lśnienia. Pewnie głównie przez kolor sukienek.

Ale jaka historia naprawdę się za tym kryje, nie wiem.

Jedyne, co mnie tak naprawdę wkurzyło, to ten natłok wszystkiego - ja tak to odbieram. Piosenki same w sobie są niezłe chyba... Miłe, przynajmniej niektóre.

Zgadzam się co do tego, że niespójna. Wczoraj właśnie tak o tym myślałam, że każdy kawałek jest robiony jakby pod coś, że ten to by pasował do takiej reklamy a tamten do innej.

A co do Iana i spółki - jest coś w tym, ale powiedziałabym, że o wiele bardziej słychać to na To Lose My Life. Na tej płycie może rzeczywiście zapachniało z kolei New Orderem. Moim zdaniem najbardziej słychać inspiracje Morrisseyem, Echo & The Bunnymen czy Tears For Fears (chyba najbardziej) i tym podobnymi. Czyli tymi zdecydowanie mniej mrocznymi rzeczami.

Jeszcze nie mogę się jakoś przełamać. Może będzie tak jak z poprzednim albumem. Ale, cholerka, na Ritual nie ma żadnej piosenki która by mnie po prostu urzekła no. Holy Ghost jest blisko, ale to chyba nie to.

A tak btw, znacie Taxidermy i You Still Love Him?

white oleander

też mi się z tym skojarzyło huhe

vvitchy

Faktycznie, tylko co to za trop, jeśli - tak wychodzi - łączy te obrazy tylko obecność bliźniaczek, no i może to, że na okładce Rituala są 'jakby te same, ale starsze'.

the bad seed*

B-side'y singli z czasów TLML są o niebo lepsze, niż większość tego nowego szytu ^^ Taka refleksja mnie dziś naszła.

A jak tam u Was? V, masz już jakieś konkretne zdanie o Ritual?

the bad seed*

Pieprzyć to, jadę na koncert :s

white oleander

ty, ja mam mózg za mgłą, ja nic nie wiem, nie koduję, gdzie i kiedy lajsy?

the bad seed*

4 marca - Poznań
5 marca - Warszawa

89zł

Dzwoniłam dziś do mojego EMPiKu i bilety jeszcze są na szczęście. Ale na wszystkich tych eventimach i ticketposach już nie ma, skończyły się chyba, ale nie wiem czy będzie druga tura czy coś.

psycho sexy

znowu w choi daleko ;/

the bad seed*

Zweryfikowane teksty z nowej płyty (prócz Turn the Bells):

1. Is Love

She stares into the mirror, youth fading with the sun
The hollows in her face like wishing wells
Scarlet as a paper-cut, and jewelled as the Orion
She'd never worn that jewellery as a girl

She says “the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love”

He stares into the river, heart falling to the drift
An argument of cars moving full steam behind
Blood-shoot as a baby, and sulking like a valley
Fishing in reflections, killing time

He says “the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love”

It's the bath that's getting cold
While you're frozen to your bed
The milk that's going rancid on the table
The panic in the evening
The photos in the dustbin
The pointless items we forgot to label
It's the perfume on her wrists
That stinks of easy Birthdays
The spare keys like asbestos on the side
It's the cross around his neck
For luck and for honour
Like diamond over knuckle
On a newly married bride

She says “the only thing I've ever found
That's grater than it always sounds
Is love”

He says “the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love”

And I know the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love

2. Strangers

I pressed my ear to your chest
And heard something personal
A whisper that knew my name
Is this how your heart treats all strangers
With love and affection?
Then I feel cold and empty

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

I held your hand while you were sleeping
The whole night you gripped to mine
A grip that begged me to stay
Is this how your limbs treat all strangers
With love and affection?
Then I feel weak and empty

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

Strangers don't hide
The morning hunts you down
But there's nothing stranger than to love someone

I heard the water beat on your skin
A shower of discipline
As heavy as iron
And I imagined the hand that gripped mine
Now gripping the gaps in the tiles
Just holding on tight

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

Strangers don't hide
The morning hunts you down
But there's nothing stranger than to love someone

3. Bigger Than Us

You took the tunnel route home
You've never taken that way with me before
Did you feel the need for change?
Apologies on your fingernails
Love flickered in the city of lights
Like intermittent radio waves

I don't need your tears
I don't want your love
I just gotta get home

And I feel like I'm breaking up, and I wanted to stay
Headlights on the hillside, don't take me this way
I don't want you to hold me, I want you to pray
This is bigger than us

You went where the horses cry
You've never taken that way with me before
Did you feel the need for change?
Guilt smeared across your lips
I was tired and cold from the window
You're tired, nothing's changed

I don't need your tears
I don't want your love
I just gotta get home

And I feel like I'm breaking up, and I wanted to stay
Headlights on the hillside, don't take me this way
I don't want you to hold me, I want you to pray
This is bigger than us

And I feel like I'm breaking up, but I wanted to stay
Headlights on the hillside, don't take me thisway
I don't want you to hold me, I want you to pray
This is bigger than us

And I feel like I'm breaking up, but I wanted to stay
Headlights on the hillside, don't take me thisway
I don't want you to hold me, I want you to pray
This is bigger than us

4. Peace & Quiet

After the red ants, the black-out, come peace and quiet
Those little footprints fleshed out calm in my mind
I lay like a compass, digits accusing the sunrise
Raindrops abseil the window and flinch through the hurt cries

I feel this great pressure coming down on me
And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy
I feel this great pressure coming down on me
(When my nerve's on the high-wire)
My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

After the hunt and the sweat now come peace and quiet
Your head on my heart anchored the storm in my eyes
I lay like a carcass, your lips never letting the blood dry
And so I pray for tomorrow and wait listening out for a reply

I feel this great pressure coming down on me
And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy
I feel this great pressure coming down on me
(When my nerve's on the high-wire)
My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me
And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy
I feel this great pressure coming down on me
(When my nerve's on the high-wire)
My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

5. Streetlights

Hold tight for heartbreak
Buckle up for loneliness
Right time to get away
Where I'm going I couldn't care
I'm bored and I'm afraid
I'm falling like rain for you
So tired and picking skin
Just cos it's something to do

Bored girls and sad boys
Dull roads to anywhere
Bad sex and ethanol
High scores on solitaire
I'm numb and getting off
Getting real numb with you
Big plans that never come
Holding out for something new

Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love
Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love

Hold tight for heartbreak
Buckle up for loneliness
Right time to get away
Where I'm going I couldn't care
Dead dreams and dirty clothes
Calls that are long overdue
Cheap highs and souvenirs
So many nots that I'll never undo

Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love
Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love
Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love
Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love

6. Holy Ghost

You were writhing on the floor like a moth in molasses
Whoever taught you to move your body like that?
Goose pimples just vanished like some out of date acid
Whoever taught you to scream like that?

Maybe someday I could move like you
(Maybe someday I could move like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost
Maybe someday I can scream like you
(Maybe someday I can scream like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost

You were crying on the shoulders of the men in the shadows
Whoever taught you to sell your sex like that?
I'm thinking two halos in a stain-glass window
Jesus' strangers are as strange as that

Maybe someday I could move like you
(Maybe someday I could move like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost
Maybe someday I could scream like you
(Maybe someday I an scream like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost
Maybe someday I could move like you
(Maybe someday I could move like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost
Maybe someday I can scream like you
(Maybe someday I can scream like you)
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost

(One of us
One of us
You could be one of us...)

8. The Power & the Glory

What if I were to disobey
Give you back the power
Would I be punished like a child
And left on my own
Would you think me ungrateful
And send me away
If I couldn't make you happy

Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames

What if I were to disobey
Give you back the power
Would you be the one to turn your back
And cast the first stone
Would you think me a coward
Though I'd be the hero
And come home a hero

I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
Well really I hadn't noticed
Until I had the power to give it all back
Until I felt the glory
When the buildings collapsed
I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
Well really I hadn't noticed
Until I had the power to give it all back
Until I felt the glory
When the buildings collapsed

Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames
Cause empty handed leaving
As I was when I came
Tiptoeing through the rubbel
And running through the flames

I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
Well really I hadn't noticed
Until I had the power to give it all back
Until I felt the glory
When the buildings collapsed
I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
Well really I hadn't noticed
Until I had the power to give it all back
Until I felt the glory
When the buildings collapsed

I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory
I gave you back your power
I gave you back your glory

9. Bad Love

I was waiting in the back-seat of the car
When I knew I'd given up
Down one of the back-streets by the park
So sick of the taste of blood
I'm gonna write your girl a letter
It'll make everything better

Screaming down the phone-line to your mum
She said “Honey ain't home right now”
I bought a tuxedo and I bought a gun
And wore them all around this town
Nobody dares to lift a finger
They can see my heart is down and injured

If I'm guilty of anything
It's loving you too much
Honey, sometimes love
Means getting a little rough
This is not bad love
This is not bad love

I've been going to church
But I don't believe
I'll ever be clear this pain
Walk like a ghost through the streets
Soaked from the pouring rain
And I won't ask your god for mercy
My spirits are low, my soul is dirty

If I'm guilty of anything
It's loving you too much
Honey, sometimes love
Means getting a little rough
This is not bad love
This is not bad love

If I'm guilty of anything
It's loving you too much
Honey, sometimes love
Means getting a little rough
This is not bad love
This is not bad love
If I'm guilty of anything
It's loving you too much
Honey, sometimes love
Means getting a little rough
This is not bad love
This is not bad love

10. Come Down

Felt love last night for the first time in a long time
It feels like coming home to stay
Like falling in the sea when it's too hot in the sun
But made things so much worse today

I know you said you'll miss me
But I know that you won't
Cause time is like a wave that washes all the pain away
When you come down
I know I said I'll see you
When it gets to New Year
But now that all the rain stopped falling
All I think is getting out of here

Felt love last night for the first time in a long time
Feels like I never went away
Like drifting back to sleep when I'm aching and I'm tired
Made me feel so much worse today

I know you said you'll miss me
But I know that you won't
Cause time is like a wave that washes all the pain away
When you come down
I know I said I'll see you
When it gets to New Year
But now that all the rain stopped falling
All I think is getting out of here

I know I'd be welcome but tell me how far
Ceremonial knocks sound the gaps in my heart-beat now
I'll never be good enough for you or for me
I've buried my pride, I've buried my key
I know I'd be welcome but tell me how far
Ceremonial knocks sound the gaps in my heart-beat now
I'll never be good enough for you or for me
I've buried my pride, I've buried my key

I know you said you'll miss me
But I know that you won't
Cause time is like a wave that washes all the pain away
When you come down
I know I said I'll see you
When it gets to New Year
But now that all the rain stopped falling
All I think is getting out of here

Nasty

vvitchy

the bad seed*

No, 89 zł, w dniu koncertu 100.

(Btw, IAMX 79, luz)

Ja płyty słucham chyba 6 czy 7 raz właśnie teraz no i powoli zaczyna coś zaskakiwać... Na żywo będzie rzeźnia (mam nadzieję), no i mam też nadzieję, że jednak się do niej naprawdę przekonam. Kurde, to też wina tych średnich tekstów, nie podobają mi się za bardzo :s Znaczy niektóre są dobre, ale generalnie nie jest nawet w połowie tak super, jak było na debiucie...
:hamster_bored:

white oleander

a ja wale to, nie mam kasy nawet na dojazdy do szkoly, kuwa.

poza tym daleko.

o!

the bad seed*

Ja dostałam jakieś nie wiem z jakiej paki zwiększone stypendium więc chcę dobrze zainwestować Very Happy

the bad seed*

Kurde, nigdy nie wsłuchiwałam się w Black Song bo miałam taką chujową trzeszczącą wersję... Szfak, piękna pieśń to jest. Zajebista muzycznie (perka jest super, zresztą ta countrowa gitara też!), i świetny tekst...

I can't think straight
I've been thinking in love triangles
And vicious circles
Is it the same as before?

And I said I could never lie to you
But you know I always do
Is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse
Cause you know where you're going
There's crowds at the windows
But no way of knowing
Who they got this time
And who's going next
She always leaves a letter
And signs off with an X

I can't think straight
I've been thinking in love triangles
And vicious circles
Is it the same as before?

And I said I could never lie to you
But you know I always do
is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,
Cause I know where you're going
The waves getting higher
And I'm tired of rowing
She whispers in my ear
Sings the cold Black Song
Hold me a while longer
She won't be gone for long

And fetch the car girl
I think it's time we got out of here
No brakes into the night

And with sadness my mistress
And with God as my witness
Just drive til it gets light.

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Naprawdę, zacne mają te b-side'y.