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| verbava | Date: We, 06.08.2014, 01:02 | Post # 1 |
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Country: | Finland  |  | Location: | Espoo | Status: | Active | Formed in: | 2011 | Style: | Acoustic, Folk | Last label: | Sub Pop, 2014 | Official site: | | Bandcamp: | | Discogs page: | | LastFM popularity: | |
No Death
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| verbava | Date: We, 06.08.2014, 01:16 | Post # 2 |
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Mirel Wagner – When The Cellar Children See The Light Of Day (2014)
Label: Sub Pop – SP1075
Format: CD, Album
Country: US
Released: 2014
Genre: Folk, World, & Country
Style: Folk
Tracklist
1 1 2 3 4
2 The Dirt
3 Ellipsis
4 Oak Tree
5 In My Father's House
6 Dreamt Of A Wave
7 The Devil's Tongue
8 What Love Looks Like
9 Taller Than Tall Trees
10 Goodnight
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| Mekhanizm | Date: We, 06.08.2014, 01:48 | Post # 3 |
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звучит уныло минималистично, но всё же это обычный заурядный blues, характерный голос, что не менее нормально-банально ожидать судя по внешности. ибо Finnish acoustic folk играют совсем другие. смешнее же тут ещё пиндоский лейбл Sub Pop, который помнится в своё время был славен местным grunge. теперь какой-то бардак в музбизнесе, в котором конечно же виноваты проклятые аудио-пираты.
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| verbava | Date: We, 06.08.2014, 03:16 | Post # 4 |
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Status: Offline | у нее очень атмосферные тексты. такая вкрадчивая тихая музыка, от которой, если вдруг ухо выхватывает обрывки фраз, волосы встают дыбом.
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| Mekhanizm | Date: We, 06.08.2014, 20:56 | Post # 5 |
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Status: Offline | так и думал, что вся тема заключается в текстах. и где же почитать её откровения?
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| verbava | Date: Th, 07.08.2014, 00:25 | Post # 6 |
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меня больше всего пугает коротенькое доброе "look mother no hands" – а если учесть ее эфиопское происхождение... то есть нет, не так. если узнать о ее эфиопском происхождении, становится более-менее понятно, почему в этой фразе столько зловещего.
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| Mekhanizm | Date: Th, 07.08.2014, 00:46 | Post # 7 |
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Status: Offline | спасибо, сделаю копипасту на форум. там старые (2011) тексты, новые (2014) пока не найти?
тот текст конечно странный, ибо счастливо катаясь на велике вверх-вниз по пыльной дороге с деревьями по краям, окончания про мать без рук не в тему. и не для рифмы. даже для эфиопской иммигрантки.
вот собственно тексты:
TO THE BONE
O my little one
this is how it’s done
you’ll play your part
and I’ll play mine
but your love drags me down
like the clothes
when you swim
down deeper down
like the roots of old trees
my heart has no home
you’ve bruised me to the bone
O my little one
can’t you see this is fate
your bruise will fade
and your bones didn’t brake
but your love drags me down
like the clothes
when you swim
down deeper down
like the roots of old trees
I shiver ’cause I’m cold
but you don’t want to know
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THE WELL
I lean in
to the well
black water
what can you tell
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
the moon
belly full of light
all big and bright
all alone
in the sky
alone as I
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
I thought I saw
your face
how I wished
it would be your face
a shadow swallows my reflection
mother I see nothing at all
I lean in
to the well
black water
what can you tell
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NO DEATH
my baby has a swollen face
long stiff limbs
them eyes are black pits
of a place where I’ve been
her hair is long
still smells like mud
she answered to my kiss
with a rotten tongue
no death can
tear us apart
her body is cold
well its gonna get colder
but my love will ignite
what was left to smoulder
I move my hips
in her I am home
I’ll keep on loving
till the marrow dries from her bones
no death
can tear us apart
all day
I stay by her side
but death has a claim
and a right to my bride
I shut the doors
pull the curtains and hide
I heard something moving
somewhere outside
no death can
tear us apart
but death comes a sneaking in
trough the keyholes
he’s clever and he knows
what’s beneath the floorboards
death comes to feast
like a greedy hungry beast
he wants it all
and here he crawls
and here he crawls
and here he crawls...
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NO HANDS
been riding my bicycle
all day long
up and down the old
dusty dirt road
look mother no hands
see the sun filter through the trees
I am happy
the wind and the speed
can’t see the danger
look mother no hands
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RED
he said come out and play
and it was all fun and games
he asked me to dance
and we danced
his eyes where red
and at the first brake of day
my true love went away
he’s evil she says
he knows your nameand you’ve played his game
he’ll eat your flesh
and he’ll spit out the seeds
those eyes will go red
and at the first brake of day
your true love will go away
leave let me be
let the devil take me
leave can’t you see
you cannot save me
so I sit and wait
’till one night he came
he asked me to dance
and we danced
his eyes went red
and at the first brake of day
my true love went away
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DESPAIR
despair came riding on the crest of a big black wave
knocked me down on the floor
said you’re the one I’ve been looking for
it said dance with me ’till all the stars begin to fall
dance with me till there’s nothing left of you at all
all the stars come down tonight
despair came riding on the crest of a big black wave
thin as a scream and shouting out my name
says no need to beg no need to fight
his voice sends a shiver that brakes my spine
all the stars come down tonight
despair came riding on the crest of a big black wave
and I was like child
looking for a safe place to hide
despair was standing with its jaws open wide
swallowed me whole in to the big black night
all the stars come down tonight
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JOE
Joe
where do you go
I’m going to wash my sins away
an angel told me so
when they find me in the river
tell my mother I was a good boy
the wind in the trees
an angel holding hands with me
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I’m light as a leaf
no sign of sorrow no sign of grief
when they find me in the river
tell my mother I was a good boy
he folds his clothes
goes wading in
the birds are singing in the trees
there singing for me
when they find me in the river
tell my mother I was a good boy
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DREAM
who is this creature
crawled into my bed
into my head
I dare you to
and you dare
’cause else it’s the truth
and that won’t do
and your eyes are full of moon
they lit up the room
I bathe in the light
in the cradle of my bones
there is a grave for your soul
’cause else it’s the truth
and that won’t do
and your eyes are full of moon
they lit up the room
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THE ROAD
the hay hung low
where the road leads I will go
and it’s a hard and a crooked life
when you’re a dead man’s unwedded bride
the hay moves slow
where the road leads no one knows
and it’s a hard and a crooked life
when you’re a dead man’s unwedded bride
down by the road sits a man
who’s gray and old
says the hardest thing I know
is to see your loved ones go
down goes the road
where the wildflowers grow
there’s a lake that’s dark deep and cold
there I shall lay my bones
down I go
gonna lay my bruised bones
and the hardest thing they’ll know
is just letting go
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all songs written by Mirel Wagner
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| verbava | Date: Th, 07.08.2014, 01:27 | Post # 8 |
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Status: Offline | там не мать без рук, а "смотри, мама, без рук" (в смысле, я могу ехать на велосипеде без рук. вы так не катались в детстве?). но, конечно, оно кажется о намного большем, чем о велосипеде.
а новый альбом пока только на слух, да.
ну и раз тексты уже есть, почему бы предыдущий не запостить.
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| verbava | Date: Th, 07.08.2014, 01:30 | Post # 9 |
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Mirel Wagner – Mirel Wagner (2011)
Label:Kioski – Kioski 15
Format:CD, Album
Country: Finland
Released: 23 Feb 2011
Genre:Blues, Folk, World, & Country
Style:Folk
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Tracklist
1 To The Bone 2:44
2 The Well 3:38
3 No Death 3:09
4 No Hands 2:30
5 Red 4:56
6 Despair 4:17
7 Joe 3:31
8 Dream 3:07
9 The Road 2:41
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be. (K.V.)
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| Mekhanizm | Date: Th, 07.08.2014, 01:44 | Post # 10 |
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Status: Offline | катаясь на велике ... ... видя мать без рук
не могу испытать опасность, видя мать без рук
вроде складно. тут явно не обошлось без эфиопского культа вуду. а в финляндии ещё и велосипедисты - особая такая передвижная вуду-секта.
я так и не вырос из детства, так и катаюсь на велике) тоже попробуй - отличный спорт и весёлое развлечение)
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