Nú er komið að enn einum listamanninum sem við sáum á Hróarskeldu – Tanita Tikaram - Twist in my Sobriety. Kom út 1988 á fyrstu plötu Tanitu - Ancient Heart. Lagið náði að komast á topp tíu listann mjög víða.
All God's children need travelling shoes Drive your problems from here All good people read good books Now your conscience is clear [x2]
In the morning when I wipe my brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say [x2]
[CHORUS:] Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety [x3]
We just poked a little pie For the fun that people have at night Late at night don't need hostility The timid smile and pause to free
I don't care about their different thoughts Different thoughts are good for me Up in arms and chaste and whole All God's children took their toll
[CHORUS]
Cup of tea take time to think yeah Time to risk a life a life a life Sweet and handsome soft and porky You pig out 'til you've seen the light Pig out 'til you've seen the light
Half the people read the papers Read them good and well Pretty people nervous people People have got to sell News you have to sell
The Cranberries koma frá Írlandi. Aðalsöngkona hljómsveitarinnar og textahöfundur heitir Dolores Riordan. Rödd hennar er ótrulega lík löndu hennar Sinead ´O Connor. Zombie kemur af annari plötu sveitarinnar No need to Arque 1994 sem seldist gríðarlega vel á heimsvísu. Zombie var samið til minningar um tvo drengi sem drepnir voru í sprengjutillræði IRA í Warrington 1993.
Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence, Who are we mistaken?
Then you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying...
In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...
Another mother's breakin', Heart is taking over. When the vi'lence causes silence, We must be mistaken.
It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen. In your head, in your head they're still fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are dying...
In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...
on candystripe legs the spiderman comes softly through the shadow of the evening sun stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead looking for the victim shivering in bed searching out fear in the gathering gloom and suddenly! a movement in the corner of the room! and there is nothing i can do when i realize with fright that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!
quietly he laughs and shaking his head creeps closer now closer to the foot of the bed and softer than shadow and quicker than flies his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes "be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy don't struggle like that or i will only love you more for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"
and i feel like i'm being eaten by a thousand million shivering furry holes and i know that in the morning i will wake up in the shivering cold
and the spiderman is always hungry...
"Come into my parlour", said the spider to the fly... "I have something... "
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies Chase the costumes she shall wear Ermine furs adorn the imperious Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather Shiny leather in the dark Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly Severin, down on your bended knee Taste the whip, in love not given lightly Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary I could sleep for a thousand years A thousand dreams that would awake me Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Þessi plata var sannkallað meistara kommbakk frá meistaranum. Þarna voru liðin átta ár frá síðustu plötu hans, Drögum að sjálfsmorði. Það blésu svo sannarlega ferskir vindar bæði í útsetningum og ljóðum. Ég tel þetta eitt af betri lögum plötunnar.
She was only sixteen, only sixteen I loved her so But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know
We'd laugh and we'd sing And do the little things That made my heart glow But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know
Why did I give my heart so fast It never will happen again But I was a mere lad of sixteen I've aged a year since then
She was only sixteen, only sixteen With eyes that would glow But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know
(Then why did you give your heart so fast) Oh, it never will happen again (But you were a mere lad of sixteen) I've aged a year since then
She was only sixteen, only sixteen With eyes that would glow But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know But she was too young to fall in love And I was too young to know
Pearl Jam kom fram á Hróarskeldu 30.júní árið 2000. Þar átti sér harmleikur þegar hljómsveitin var á sviðinu og 9 manns létu lífið í troðningi. Lagið Alive kemur af fyrstu plötu Pearl Jam Ten sem út kom 1991. Margar hljómsveitir urðu til í kjölfarið, svokölluð Seattle rokkbylgja en hljómsveitin er einmitt frá Seattle.
"Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you What you thought was your Daddy was nothin' but a While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen Your real Daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked"
Oh I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, oh
Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room She said, "I'm ready for you" "I can't remember anything to this very day 'cept the look, the look Oh, you know where, now I can't see, I just stare"
I'm still alive Hey I, but, I'm still alive Hey I, boy, I'm still alive Hey I, I, I'm still alive, yeah Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh
"Is something wrong?", she said Well of course there is, "you're still alive," she said Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers, who answers?
I, oh, I'm still alive Hey I, oh, I'm still alive Hey I, oh I'm still alive Hey I, oh I'm still alive Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Cat Stevens - Oh Very Young af Buddha and the Chocolate Box frá 1974. Enn eitt nostalgíulagið frá mér. Eitt af fjölmörgum frábærum lögum frá þessum frábæra listamanni. Ég á eftir að tilnefna fleiri síðar. Texti þessa lags er hreint frábær eins og flestir textar kappans.
Lauflétt gítargrip fyrir áhugamenn um það fyrirbæri
Oh very young What will you leave us this time Youre only dancing on this earth for a short while And though your dreams may toss and turn you now They will vanish away like your daddys best jeans Denim Blue fading up to the sky And though you want him to last forever You know he never will (You know he never will ) And the patches make the goodbye harder still
Oh very young What will you leave us this time Therell never be a better chance to change your mind And if you want this world to see a better day Will you carry the words of love with you Will you ride the great white bird into heaven And though you want to last forever You know you never will (You know you never will ) And the goodbye makes the journey harder still
Oh very young What will you leave us this time Youre only dancing on this earth for a short while Oh very young What will you leave us this time
My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's because I'm clumsy I try not to talk too loud Maybe it's because I'm crazy I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry After that you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore
Yes I think I'm okay I walked into the door again Well, if you ask that's what I'll say And it's not your business anyway I guess I'd like to be alone With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am [X3]
My name is Luka I live on the second floor I live upstairs from you Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was Just don't ask me what it was
And they only hit until you cry After that, you don't ask why You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore You just don't argue anymore
Free, free, set them free Free, free, set them free Free, free, set them free
If you need somebody Call my name If you want someone You can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key If you want to hold onto your possession Don't even think about me
If you love somebody If you love someone If you love somebody If you love someone, set them free Set them free Set them free Set them free
If it's a mirror you want Just look into my eyes Or a whipping boy Someone to despise Or a prisoner in the dark Tied up in chains you just can't see Or a beast in a gilded cage That's all some people ever want to be
If you love somebody If you love someone If you love somebody If you love someone, set them free Set them free Set them free Set them free
You can't control an independent heart Can't tear the one you love apart Forever conditioned to believe that we can't live We can't live here and be happy with less So many riches So many souls With everything we see that we want to possess
If you need somebody Call my name If you want someone You can do the same If you want to keep something precious You got to lock it up and throw away the key You want to hold onto your possession Don't even think about me
If you love somebody If you love someone If you love somebody If you love someone, set them free Set them free Set them free Set them free Set them free
Simple Minds - Up On The Catwalk af Sparkle In The Rain frá 1984 Hér kemur lag af 6. LP plötu SM. Heyrði þetta lag fyrst í þætti Skúla Helgasonar (og hins sem ég man ekki hvað heitir) árið 1984 og var svo lánsamur að taka það upp á gamla Sanyo tækið mitt. Waterfront er kannski þekktasta lagið af plötunni en mér þykir þetta lag vera besta lagið með þessari ágætu sveit.
Up on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning And Dollars to Deutchmarks, and pennies from heaven And up on the catwalk, there's one hundred million With letters from thousands that say ``Just who are you?'' There's one thousand names that can spring up in my mind But you'd call it blackmail and that's just not my kind And up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk And I don't know why I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Up on the catwalk there's street politicians That crawl in from Broadway, say then who are you And up on the catwalk there's one thousand postcards From Montevideo, say that I'll be home soon Get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton And look around, to see just what is missing And up on the catwalk, girls call for mother And dream of their boyfriends And I don't know why I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Tonight, under the crystal light, I'll tell you everything I need Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats And got brilliantino, and friends of Kim Philby You float through the night time, like manna from heaven But what, what do I know, and just what do I know And up on the catwalk, in sweat that glistens And I don't know why and I don't know why I don't know why I will be there, I will be there, I will be there I will be there, I will be there Tonight, under the crystal light, I'll tell you everything I need Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me Angel Angel Angel Angel Ah huh Ah huh Ah huh Ah huh One thousand names that spring up in my mind One thousand names that spring up in my mind Like Deodata, Michaelangelo, Robert de Niro, so many others Natasia Kinski and Martin Luther - there's room for others, away from me Up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk I don't know why.
Best að halda sér við Hróarskeldu – en núna árið 1988. Laugardaginn 02.07.1988 klukkan 19.30 stigu á Appelsínugulasviðið The Rainmakers - og byrjuðu á laginu Rainmaker – ég hef ákveðið að tilnefna það núna. Líklega erum við sammála um að þetta sé ekkert merkilegt lag – en það er mér mjög minnisstætt. Lagið kom út árið 1987 á Tornado.
Soft as snow(But warm inside) - My Bloody Valentine[1988]
Hróarskelduhátíðin er hafin einn eitt árið þótt vissulega séu orðin nokkuð mörg ár síðan ég var þar. My Bloody Valentine var eitt af heitu böndunum á Roskilde Festival 1989,spiluðu þar eftirminnilega á Nýja sviðinu föstudaginn 30.júní 1989. Lagið Soft as a snow er upphafslag plötunnar Isn´t Anything sem kom út 1988. Sveitin gaf aðeins út 2 plötur á sínum ferli, kom svo reyndar saman eftir 13 ára hlé 2008 til tónleikahalds og spilaði m.a. á Roskilde Festival það ár.
Soft as snow but warm inside Penetrate you cannot hide Feeling lost forever Really need you Feeling dark and feeling true This is all i ever knew Soft as skin in leather And i whisper 'you' Harder you come down on me Sink away you look happily Secrets keep forever They're undressing me Come inside it's warm in here Better now to have no fear Carried on a wave (where it can lead) you Touch your head, then your hair
Softer, softer everywhere Fingertips are burning Can i touch you there Soft as velvet eyes can see Bring me close to ecstacy High away to heaven And i'm coming too Float now coming down on me Handed you what i cannot see Feel the big happy, you're exploding me
Soft as snow and warm inside Penetrate then redivide Slip away forever (do we) need you
Bird on the Wire - Leonard Cohen[1969] Leonard Cohen - Bird on the Wire af Songs from a Room frá 1969.
Á sjöunda áratugnum átti Leonard og kærastan hans Marianne heima á grísku eyjunni Hydra. Hún hjálpaði kallinum að komast upp úr þunglyndi með því að rétta honum gítarinn og hann byrjaði að semja þetta frábæra lag eftir að hann sá fugl sitja á símastaur. Og ég sem hélt að textinn væri um mig.
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free.