Eyðimörk - S.H. Draumur[1987] Ein af bestu hljómsveitum íslenskrar tónlistarsögu er án nokkurs vafa hljómsveitin S.H. Draumur. Nýverið kom hljómsveitin fram á Iceland airwaves hátíðinni. Lagið Eyðimörk er tekið af "7(EP) "Drap mann með skóflu" sem kom út árið 1987 á sama ári og hin frábæra Goð sem hefur verið ófáanleg um langa hríð en hefur verið endurútgefin með aukaefni. Vonandi verður hægt að koma með frekari tilnefningar þegar(og ef) lög af "Goð" rata inn á Youtube. Svo má til gamans geta að hljómsveitin S.H. Draumur verður með tvenna tónleika á næstu vikum, þá fyrri 20.11. á Akureyri. Seinni tónleikarnir verða á Sódómu 04.12.2010. Er ekki skyldumæting?
Lisa ligger naken, bredvid sin industriman Hon ligger tyst och vaken, en docka vid sin barm Hon läser sin dagbok, varje sida är som ett brev Hon viskar i hans öra, det här är vad jag skrev Hon ser sitt liv på film den kvällen Ser ängen där hon lekte varje vår Hon minns den första kyssen Som om det var igår Och kvällen blev natt, Kvällen blev natt så fort...
Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår
Kommer du ihåg den kvällen, vi träffades i industriland Och solen sken så starkt och klart, och vi låg med varann Hon ser sig om i rummet, som delar hennes hemlighet Dom här fyra åren känns som en evighet
Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår
Lisa skriver dagbok, smeker hans hand Älskling du får önska vad du vill, för vi ska till ett annat land Hon kysser honom varsamt, där han ligger stel och kall Säger adjö till sin dagbok, med en pistol i sin hand
Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår Katarina klockor ringer och natten är vår
There's a place in the sun, For anyone who has the will to chase one And I think I've found mine, Yes, I do believe I have found mine, so
Close your eyes, And think of someone, You physically admire And let me kiss you, Let me kiss you
I've zig-zagged all over America, And I cannot find a safety haven Say, would you let me cry, On your shoulder I've heard that you'll will try anything twice
Close your eyes, And think of someone, You physically admire, And let me kiss you, Let me kiss you
But then you open your eyes, And you see someone, That you physically despise But my heart is open My heart is open to you
Þá er komið að því að tilnefna hin ótrúlega tónlistarmann Frank Zappa(1940-1993). Á rúmlega 30 ára ferli gaf hann út yfir 60 plötur. Því miður hef ég ekki haft tök á að hlusta á nema brot af þessum plötum. Ein plata er þó í sérstöku uppáhaldi hjá mér en það er platan Joe´s Garage en títtnefnd plata kom út á vínyl árið 1979 og var meira að segja þreföld en kom síðar út á tvöföldum geisladisk. Lag og texti sem ég pikka út er Catholic girls.
Youtube vídeóið er með tveimur lögum saman í pakka, þ.e. Catholic girls og Crew Slut þótt fyrrnefnda lagið sé formlega tilnefnt.
Father riley and various party goers: Catholic girls With a tiny little mustache Catholic girls Do you know how they go? Catholic girls In the rectory basement Father riley's a fairy But it don't bother mary Catholic girls At the cyo Catholic girls Do you know how they go? Catholic girls There can be no replacement How do they go, after the show?
Joe: All the way That's the way they go Every day And none of their mamas ever seem to know Hip-hip-hooray For all the class they show There's nothing like a catholic girl At the cyo When they learn to blow...
Father riley: They're learning to blow All the catholic boys!
Mary: Warren cuccurullo...
Father riley: Catholic boys!
Mary: Kinda young, kinda wow!
Father riley: Catholic boys!
Mary: Vinnie colaiuta...
Chorus: Where are they now? Did they all take the vow?
Father riley: Catholic girls
Warren: Carmenita scarfone!
Father riley: Catholic girls
Officer butzis: Hey! she gave me vd!
Father riley: Catholic girls!
Warren: Toni carbone!
Chorus: With a tongue like a cow She could make you go wow!
Joe: Vd vowdy vootie Right away That's the way they go Every day Whenever their mamas take them to a show Matinee Pass the popcorn please There's nothing like a catholic girl With her hand in the box When she's on her knees
Larry: She was on her knees, My little catholic girl
Chorus: In a little white dress Catholic girls They never confess Catholic girls I got one for a cousin I love how they go So send me a dozen Catholic girls Ooooooh! Catholic girls Ooooooh! (etc.)
Central scrutinizer: This is the central scrutinizer... Joe had a girl friend named mary. She used to go the church club every week. They'd meet each other there Hold hands And think pure thoughts But one night at the social club meeting Mary didn't show up... She was sucking cock backstage at the armory In order to get a pass To see some big rock group for free...
I sit at my table and wage war on myself It seems like it's all, it's all for nothing I know the barricades, and I know the mortar in the wall breaks I recognize the weapons, I used them well
This is my mistake. Let me make it good I raised the wall and I will be the one to knock it down
I've a rich understanding of my finest defenses I proclaim that claims are left unstated, I demand a rematch I decree a stalemate I divine my deeper motives I recognize the weapons I've practiced them well. I fitted them myself
(chorus) It's amazing what devices you can sympathize, empathize This is my mistake. Let me make it good I raised the wall and I will be the one to knock it down
Reach out for me and hold me tight. Hold that memory Let my machine talk to me, let my machine talk to me
This is my world And I am world leader pretend This is my life And this is my time I have been given the freedom To do as I see fit It's high time I've razed the walls That I've constructed
(repeat chorus)
You fill in the mortar. You fill in the harmony You fill in the mortar. I raised the wall And I'm the only one I will be the one to knock it down
I will walk in the garden And feel religion within I will learn how to run with the big boys I will learn how to sink and to swim And there's talk in the houses And people dancing in rings Ah, when you close my eyes, babe? I can see most everything I can see most everything
It's just like u said it would b It's Just like u said it would b It's just like u said it would b It's Just like u said it would b
I can see too many mouths open Too many eyes closed, ears closed Not enough minds open Too many legs open Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, do Why isn't it why why I don't see why I listen, why, why
When I've walked in the garden When I'm walking off stage When everything's quiet Will you stay? Will you be my lover? Will you be my mama? I said will you be my lover? I said will you be my babe? When I lay down my head At the end of my day
Nothing would Nothing would please me better Than I find that you're there When I lay down my head At the end of my day Nothing would Nothing would please me better Than I find that you're there when I wake
Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b
Will you be my lover? Will you be my mama?
Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b Just like u said it would b
Peacebone var fyrsta smáskífan af hinni frábæru Strawberry Jam sem kom út árið 2007. Af mörgum talin besta plata ársins 2007. Hljómsveitin er einnig klárlega ein besta hljómsveit New York borgar. Ekki veit ég skilgreininguna á þessari tónlist en hún er altént allavega eitthvað öðruvísi en gengur og gerist, e.t.v. smá sýra. Þetta mun vera síðasta New York tilnefning mín að sinni en mun væntanlega koma meða annan pakka síðar.
A Peacebone got found in the dinosaur wing Well I’ve been jumpin in all over, but my fuels are slowly shrinking It was a jugular vein in a juggler’s girl It was supposedly leaking most interesting colors
Well half of my fingers are dipped in the sand You’re progressin letters that you use to cook your brocoli The other side of takeout is mildew on rice
And an obsession with the past is like a kid flying Just a few things are related to the old times When we did believe in magic and we didn’t die It’s not my words that you should follow, it’s your insight Insight You trust your
I bet the monster was a-happy when we made him a maze Cause he don’t understand intentions a-he just looks at your face And then the bubbles exploded and tickled the bath And all the birds were very curious all the fish were at the surface
Well half of me waiting for myself to get calm I’m like a pelican at red tide I’m a corpse, I’m not a fisherman A blow out does not mean I will have a good night
chorus
Well I start in a hose and I end in a yard And when I feel like I’m stealing I can keep myself from hearing God I need the taste that you’re cookin could make me bow on the ground It was the clouds that called the mountains It was the mountains that made the kids scream
Well she wore all her apartments She never was found You think you’re talkin about the New York To be an artist, but are you anything You find out that you can’t ask a baby to cry
Genesis - Squonk af A Trick Of The Tail frá 1976. The Squonk is of a very retiring disposition and due to its ugliness, weeps constantly. It is easy prey for hunters who simply follow a tear-stained trail. When cornered it will dissolve itself into tears. True or False?
Marglaga meistaraverk frá Genesis.
Like father like son Not flesh nor fish nor bone A red rag hangs from an open mouth. Alive at both ends but a little dead in the middle, A-tumbling and a-bumbling he will go. All the King's horses and all the King's men Could never put a smile on that face.
He's a sly one, he's a shy one Wouldn't you be too. Scared to be left all on his own. Hasn't a, hasn't a friend to play with, the Ugly Duckling The pressure on, the bubble will burst before our eyes. All the while in perfect time His tears are falling on the ground BUT IF YOU DON'T STAND UP YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE.
Go a little faster now, you might get there in time.
Mirror mirror on the wall, His heart was broken long before he ever came to you. Stop your tears from falling, The trail they leave is very clear for all to see at night all to see at night. THEY COME AT NIGHT!
In season, out of season What's the difference when you don't know the reason. In one hand bread, the other a stone. The Hunter enters the forest. All are not huntsmen who can blow the huntsman's horn By the look of this one you've not got much to fear.
Here I am, I'm very fierce and frightening Come to match my skill to yours. Now listen here, listen to me, don't you run away now I am a friend, I'd really like to play with you. Making noises my little furry friend would make I'll trick him, then I'll kick him into my sack. You better watch out... You better watch out.
I've got you, I've got you, you'll never get away.
Walking home that night The sack across my back, the sound of sobbing on my shoulder. When suddenly it stopped, I opened up the sack, all that I had A pool of bubbles and tears - JUST A POOL OF TEARS.
All in all you are a very dying race Placing trust upon a cruel world. You never had the things you thought you should have had And you'll not get them now, And all the while in perfect time Your tears are falling on the ground.
Romeo is bleeding, not so as you'd notice He's over on 18th street as usual Lookin' so hard against the hood of his car Puttin' out a cigarette in his hand For all the pachucos at the pumps At Romero's Paint and Body
They're all seein' how far they can spit Well, it was just another night And now they're huddled in the Brake lights of a 58 Belair And listenin' to how Romeo killed The Sheriff with his knife
And they all jump when they hear the sirens Romeo just laughs "All the racket in the world ain't never gonna Save that Coppers' ass He ain't never gonna see another summertime For gunnin' down my brother Leavin' him like a dog Beneath a car without his knife"
Romeo says," Hey man, gimme a cigarette" And they all reach for their pack Frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back An' throws a bottle at a milk truck And as it breaks, he grabs his nuts An' they all know, they could be just like Romeo If they only had the guts
Romeo is bleeding, nobody can tell An' he sings along with the radio With a bullet in his chest An' he combs back his fenders
They all agree it's clear That everything is cool, and if Romeo was here
Romeo is bleeding an' he winces now an' then An' he leans against the car door Feels the blood in his shoes Someone's cryin' at the fire point In the phone booth by the store
Romeo starts his engines Wipes the blood off the door And he brodys through the signal With the radio full blast Leavin' the boys there, hikin' up their chinos And now they're all tryin' to stand like Romeo With the moon, cut like a sickle And they're talkin' now in Spanish, all about their hero
Romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket And he climbs the balcony at the movies And he'll die without a whimper Like every hero's dream Like an angel with a bullet And Cagney on a screen
Romeo is bleeding Romeo is bleeding Hey man, Romeo is bleeding Hey man, Romeo is bleeding Hey man, Romeo is bleeding
New York tilnefning mín að þessu sinni er með einum magnaðasta tónlistarmanni samtímas sjálfum Tom Waits. Lagið I´ll take New york kom út á meistaraverkinu Franks Wild Years árið 1987. Þegar ég heyrði þetta lag fyrst hló ég nú bara. Held að kappinn hafi nú aldrei sungið eins og hann gerir í þessu lagi.
I'll tip the newsboy I'll get a shine I'll ride this dream to the end of the line I'm goin places I'll take a ride Up to the Riverside I'll take NY I'll let it happen I'll pop the cork tear off the wrappin' I'll make a splash on the Hudson that's how I will arrive Hey, do you have two tens for a five? Roll out the carpet Strike up the band break into the best champagne when I land Beat the parade drum hit all the bars I want the moon and stars But I'll take NY I'll make it happen Blow out the candlels tear off the wrappin' And I know someday they'll have to name a street after me right next door to old Franklin D
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves The echo of a distant tide Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine.
And no-one called us to the land And no-one knows the wheres or whys But something stirs and something tries And starts to climb towards the light
Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand the best I can
And no-one calls us to move on And no-one forces down our eyes And no-one speaks and no-one tries And no-one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes inviting and inciting me to rise And through the window in the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no-one sings me lullabies And no-one makes me close my eyes And so I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky
Það er allt satt sem þú heyrðir, ég keypti þetta lag á bás þrjátíuogfjögur fyrir aðeins 90 kall af gömlum þreyttum skallapoppara. Og hann lofaði mér að það skyldi hljóma löngu eftir að ég er dáinn.
Og ég vil peninga fyrir perluna til að lifa af þér!
En ef að lagið skyldi ekki hljóma nógu oft og fuðra upp sem ódýr tilraun af flösuþeytara, já, þá ertími til að leggja niður vopnin, já, þá erkominn tími til að gera eitthvað gott.
því ég vil peninga fyrir perluna til að lifa af þér!
En ég vil endurgreiðslu, því þetta er gallað lag! það grúvar ekki neitt og það er erfitt að dansa við það!
og ég finn það núna, að ég er að missa trúna á að það sem er gott, það seljist ... da da da da da na na na na na na na na na na ...
Í dag 09.október 2010 eru 70 ár frá fæðingu John Lennon. Það er því varla hægt annað en að tileinka þessari tilnefningu þessum einstaka friðarsinna og listamanni. Lagið (just Like) Starting over kom út í Október 1980 og var að finna á Double Fantasy sem náði miklum vinsældum. John Lennon var myrtur 08.desember 1980 fyrir utan Dakota bygginguna í New York þar sem hann hann hafði búið frá árinu 1973 ásamt eiginkonu sinni Yoko Ono. Þess má geta að næstu tilnefningar mínar munu tengjast New York með ýmsum hætti.
Happy 70th Birthday John Lennon, (Just Like) Starting Over - 2010 Remix
Our life together is so precious together We have grown, we have grown Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere alone
It's been too long since we took the time No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over, starting over
Everyday we used to make it love Why can't we be making love nice and easy It's time to spread our wings and fly Don't let another day go by my love It'll be just like starting over, starting over
Why don't we take off alone Take a trip somewhere far, far away We'll be together all alone again Like we used to in the early days Well, well, well darling
It's been too long since we took the time No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly But when I see you darling It's like we both are falling in love again It'll be just like starting over, starting over
Our life together is so precious together We have grown, we have grown Although our love is still special Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere
Hér kemur lag af fjórðu skífu indierokksveitarinnar Halcyon Digest, Deerhunter sem kom út 28. september s.l.
Ætlaði að tilnefna "He Would Have Laughed" af sömu plötu en fann það ekki á netinu svo ég tilnefni þetta í staðin. Það skiptir ekki öllu máli því platan er öll frábær.
Um sveitina http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Halcyon_Digest
Í húsi mínu Rauðleit málverk hanga Eftir plötu Dylans Við stúlkuna ég vanga Úr andliti hennar Geislar sá kraftur Sem ég veit að ég finn Aldrei aftur
Stúlkan mín Vefur mig Örmum sínum hlýjum Hún kallar inní nóttina „komum flýjum“ Fótspor hugsana Orð og andi Staldra stutt við Sem spor í sandi
Við leituðum saman Á óþekktan stað Hvar athöfn og orð voru Óskrifað blað Og það sem við sögðum Voru gullkornin okkar Sem við geymdum Það kvöld Kvöldið okkar
Stúlkan mín Vefur mig Örmum sínum hlýjum Hún kallar inní nóttina „komum flýjum“ Dylan í fjarska Raular mér lag Sem vegarnesti Inn í nýjan dag
Brátt dagar aftur Og draumarnir lenda Í nóttkaldri blokk Við götunnar enda
Því Austurbærinn, Hann vaknaði af blundi Og fáir vissu af okkar fundi Er þú,stúlkan mín Vafðir mig Örmum þínum hlýjum Og kallaðir inn í nóttina „komum flýjum“
Að morgni dags, Þú varst horfin frá mér En eftir sat málverk Málverk af þér.
Vel til þess fallið nú í Október að tilnefna þetta lag. October kom út árið 1981 og er titillag samnefndrar breiðskífu. Líklega eitt rólegasta og stysta lag U2.
Mig langar að tilnefna þrjú lög í kippu (ef það má). Þau tvö síðarnefndu er klárlega stolin en samt með flottum tilbrigðum. Textarnir eru þó sæmilega orgínal, sá elsti dýpstur. Hann er svo djúpur að ég skil hann ekki. Hinir tveir fjalla um stelpuskjátur.
Lynyrd Skynyrd - Searching: I asked the wiseman one sunny day Can you help me find my way You're so much older and wiser too Would you help me mr wiseman I'm feelin' blue Oh I'm not satisfied
He said you're not doin too bad, not bad at all You're just trying to walk son before you can crawl You got stacks of money to sky up above Now all you need is to find you a love
He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' to the Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love Oh mr wiseman I need to find my love
You can have anything in this god's world But you won't be happy son 'til you find a girl Now you can be happy boy if you try Find a woman boy, you'll be satisfied
He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' , I said Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love
He sent me searchin' to find my love He sent me searchin' , I said Lord up above He sent me searchin' just to find the mornin' dove And she'll tell you where to find your love
The Sisters of Mersy - I Was Wrong: You say stay and never leave You say meant for ever I could believe you, but I don't You say we're almost all alone together All alone You say You say you will I know you won't
CHORUS I was wrong I was wrong to ever doubt I can get along without I can love my fellow man But I'm damned if I'll love yours
In a bar that's always closing In a world where people shout I don't wanna talk this over I don't wanna talk it out I was quite impressed until I hit the floor Isn't that what friends are for? Pain looks great on other people That's what they're for CHORUS
[Repeat 1]
CHORUS
In a bar that's always closing In a world where people shout I don't wanna talk this over I don't wanna talk it out I was quite impressed until I hit the floor Isn't that what friends are for? Pain looks great on other men That's what they're for
CHORUS
The Dandy Warhols - Sleep: Well I could sleep forever but it's of her I dream if I could sleep forever I could forget about everything if I could sleep forever if I could sleep forever if I could sleep forever
Næsti trúbador er Siggi Guðfinns – lagið Lífsgangan sem kom út 1998 á frábærum disk sem heitir Svona er Lífið. Diskinn gaf hann út til minningar um bróður sinn sem lést 1980. Þessi diskur er virkilega góður og hvet ég alla til að hlusta á hann.
Ég vaknaði þér þreyttur og sofnaði þér sár Og suma daga átti ég sem voru eins og ár En af engu vildi missa hvorki stund né stað Og stundum vildi ég óska að ég væri að leggja af stað
Þú gafst mér bjarta daga þú gafst mér gullin vín Ég gjafir þínar þáði og lá við brjóstin þín Á meðan þú í allsnægt þinni söngst minn auðnu óð Örlaga minna þráð þó ófst og drakkst mitt hjartablóð
Þú reyndir allt Já, þúsundfalt Upplifðir nóg Komin með nóg En það varst þú sem allt Lést í hjarta mér Og það varst þú sem andann aftur Kveiktir inní mér
Ég fór, þú fórst
Þú rótar í Tilfinningum Í hrærivél Allt úti um allt En það varst þú sem alltaf varst Til staðar fyrir mann Og það varst þú sem aldrei dæmdir Sannur vinur manns
Ég fór, þú fórst
Þú siglir á fljótum Yfir á gömlum ára Sem skítlekur Þú syndir að landi Ýtir frá öldugangi Ekkert vinnur á Þú flýtur á sjónum Sefur á yfirborði Ljós í þokunni
