LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: TRIATHLON (CASASONICA REMIX)/CRISTINA DONÀ FEAT. SAMUEL

So che un braccio dopo l’altro
Porterò a destinazione
Questo corpo calpestato
Dalle tue rigide mancanze
Ho attraversato giorni da diluvio universale
Ora so scivolare sull’acqua
È una questione orizzontale
Scivolerò sui tuoi rimpianti
Mai pianti con me
Scivolerò, ma il tuo amore dov’ era?

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

La ruota davanti m’implora
Di non insistere con la pressione
Il cuore sul manubrio
Sembra pronto a decollare
Hai trasformato pianure
In salite devastanti
Ora tornerò a sognare
Coi miei occhi scintillanti
Aumento la distanza
Il vantaggio su di te
E non aspetto che qualcun altro provveda

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

I piedi toccano terra
Comincerà la resurrezione
È l’ultima parte di fuga
Vedo la polvere che si solleva
Fuori da un passato confuso
Con dentro l’alibi di una visione
Continuerò la corsa
Ma non sono più preda

Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro non ceda
Tengo al minimo il battito
Controllo che il respiro mi segua

(Triathlon)

ALBUM: DOVE SEI TU (2003)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SIGOURNEY WEAVER/JOHN GRANT

When I woke up today, the air was very strange
I couldn't feel my skin and there was evil in my bones
I tried to speak but found that I didn't have a voice
It was a prison like the one you would find in the twilight zone

And I feel just like Sigourney Weaver
When she had to kill those aliens
And one guy tried to get them back to the earth
And she couldn't believe her ears

So I was taken or I went towards what was west
Where the ground was dead and struvk out at the giant sky
The sky was black and filled with tiny silver holes
And it was there with the frightened voice that I began to cry out loud

I feel just like Winona Ryder
In that movie about vampires
And she couldn't get that accent right
I neither could that other guy

And I feel just like I am on Jupiter
One man looks like rainbows, sure
But it doesn't lend itself to life
And I haven't finished yet

ALBUM: QUEEN OF DENMARK (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: RAZZI ARPIA INFERNO E FIAMME/VERDENA

It's changed

Non vivo in me
Non sò chi sei
Prendi per te
Io non ho più ciglie rock
Così mai più
Rimani giù
Forse a Gesù non crederei
Se fosse qua
L'inferno in me
È in fiamme ormai
Razzi, arpia a danni miei
Più che mai a danni miei
Pause nel tempo riavrai
Mentre la mente è in orbita

ALBUM: WOW (2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: MEDITERRANEA/DURAN DURAN

Across the sky
A jet trail following
The wish that I was on the plane
On my way to some far destination
Undiscovered never mentioned
Shipping on the high of expectation
I awaken to the shade
Maybe it's a rain out town
One you want to leave behind
When a winter's on the ground
If you ever wonder

We believe in the cold gray light we dream
There's a place for us
Mediterranea
Yes we believe where the white sands touch the sea
There's space for us
Mediterranea

I'm trading it for touch down ecstasy
Arriving there in a wave of heat
Lining in the beach tequila mayhem
Sum of all suburbian daydreams
Waiting for a look the invitation
I awaken to the shade
Maybe it's a rain out town
One you wanted to leave behind
When a winter's on the ground
If you ever wonder

We believe in the cold gray light we dream
There's a place for us
Mediterranea
Yes we believe where the white sands touch the sea
There's space for us
Mediterranea

I imagine
Summer fashion, see yourself in a Norfolk town
Let the sunshine out of your mind
A bed of light to lay you down

We believe in the cold gray light we dream
There's a place for us
Mediterranea
Yes we believe where the white sands touch the sea
There's space for us
Mediterranea
And we believe
Yes we believe
There's a place for us
Mediterranea

ALBUM: FROM MEDITERRANEA WITH LOVE EP (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HE THOUGHT OF CARS/BLUR

Moscow's still red
The young man's dead
Gone to heaven instead
The evening news
Says he was confused
The motorways will all merge soon
Lottery winner buys the moon
They've come to save us
The space invaders are here

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

There's panic at London Heathrow
Everybody wants to go
Up into the blue
But there's a ten year queue
Columbia is in top gear
It shouldn't snow this time of year
America's shot
She's gone and done the lot

He thought of planes
And where
Where to fly to
And who to fly there with
And there, there was no-one
No-one

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

ALBUM: THE GREAT ESCAPE (1995)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ECHOES/KLAXONS

Send out a sound for the wood between the worlds
Gently repeat as the boundaries start to swirl
Keep to the call that is twice now liminal
It’s not the same where the trails lead to the outer regions

Echoes from the otherworld
Turn horizons into endless ever present
Echoes, many otherworlds
True horizon start to turn

Numberless names with the force of the ninth wave
Keep to the call that’s repeated in the outer regions

Echoes from the otherworld
Turn horizons into endless ever present
Echoes, many otherworlds
True horizon start to turn
Echoes reflect and change they serenade
Echoes reflect and change they serenade

Echoes from the otherworld
Turn horizons into endless ever present
Echoes, many otherworlds
True horizon start to turn
Echoes from the otherworld
Turn horizons into endless ever present
Echoes, many otherworlds
True horizon start to turn
Echoes reflect and change they serenade
Echoes reflect and change they serenade
They serenade
Serenade

ALBUM: SURFING THE VOID (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: OTHER VOICES/THE CURE

Ok, non sarà un vero e proprio canto natalizio, ma tra i brani che citano la parola christmas nel testo, è senza dubbio il migliore che abbia mai ascoltato.



Whisper your name in an empty room
You brush past my skin
As soft as fur
Taking hold
I taste your scent
Distant noises
Other voices
Pounding in my broken head
Commit the sin
Commit yourself
And all the other voices said
Change your mind
You're always wrong
Always wrong

Come around at christmas
I really have to see you
Smile at me slyly
Another festive compromise
But I live with desertion
And eight million people
Distant noises
Of other voices
Pulsing in my swinging arms
Caress the sound
So many dead
And all the other voices sing
Change your mind
You're always wrong

ALBUM: FAITH (1981)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: LITTLE DRUMMER BOY/THE DANDY WARHOLS

Come, they told me, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
A new born king to see, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
Our finest gift we bring, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
To lay before the king, pa rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum

Little baby, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
I am a poor boy too, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
I have no gift to bring, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
To lay before the king, pa rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum

Mary nodded, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
I played my drum for him, pa rum, pum, pum, pum
I played my best for him, pa rum, pum, pum, pum rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum
Rum, pum, pum, pum, rum, pum, pum, pum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum
Me and my drum

(Little Drummer Boy)

ALBUM: NO PLACE LIKE HOME: MUSIC IN THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT (2003)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: I GIVE YOU TWO SECONDS TO ENTERTAIN ME/NORTHERN PORTRAIT

Shake my arm when it's over
This whole thing is killing me
I don't want to be killed
Time goes by, I am waiting
For a thing or two to say
Nothing's going on here
Though she's got a million
Million dollar face and a two million dollar figure
This will not excite me
I'm so tired
Tired of the way she's selling out
Push me down from this chair of mine
When you think it's time to leave
I might fall asleep here
Time goes by, I am waiting
with no 'where' or 'to' to go
I don't want to stay here
I know she's got a million dollar face
but this will not excite me
And though it is so clear that she's so pretty
I'm tired of the way she's selling out
I want something that's real and perfectly genuine
A place where I can feel that I belong
And if you won't bring me to the mountain
you must bring the mountain here

I give you two seconds to entertain me
I give you two seconds to entertain me
I give you two seconds to entertain me

I give you two seconds to entertain me
I give you two seconds to entertain me
I give you two seconds to entertain me

ALBUM: NAPOLEON SWEETHEART (2008)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HUMMER/THE SMASHING PUMPKINS

Faith lies in
The ways of sin
I chased the charmed
But I don't want them anymore
And in their eyes I was alive
A fool's disguise
Take me away from you

Shame my tongue
Fat with promise all along
But when I woke up from that sleep
I was happier than I'd ever been
When you decide
That your life is a prize
Renew and rivive
It's alright honey
It's alright
Happiness will make you wonder
Will I feel ok?
It scares the disenchanted
Far away

I want something new
But what am I supposed to do about you
I love you, it's true
Life's a bummer
When you're a hummer
Life's a drag

Ask yourself a question
Anyone but me
I ain't free
Ask yourself a question
Anyone but me
I ain't free
Do you feel
Love is real?

ALBUM: SIAMESE DREAM (1993)

VOTA IL MIGLIOR DISCO DEL 2010: I RISULTATI DEL SONDAGGIO

BLOODBUZZ OHIO/THE NATIONAL

I voti dei lettori (pochi, ma buoni) del blog hanno confermato High Violet dei National quale miglior album del 2010.
Ecco i risultati nel dettaglio:

01. HIGH VIOLET/THE NATIONAL (40%)

02. TOTAL LIFE FOREVER/FOALS (20%)

03. INTERPOL/INTERPOL (10%)
MINES/MENOMENA (10%)
CONTRA/VAMPIRE WEEKEND (10%)
EXPO 86/WOLF PARADE (10%)

04. THE SUBURBS/ARCADE FIRE (0%)
PLASTIC BEACH/GORILLAZ (0%)
HELIGOLAND/MASSIVE ATTACK (0%)
THE PLACE WE RAN FROM/TIRED PONY (0%)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: CAMEL WALK/SOUTHERN CULTURE ON THE SKIDS

Baby, would you eat that there snack cracker
In your special outfit for me, please?

Yo ye pharoahs
Let us walk
Through this barren desert
In search of truth
And some pointy boots
And maybe a few snack crackers
You make me wanna walk like a camel
Walk

Who’s in charge here
Where’s my Captain’s Wafers?
Don’t go around hungry now
The way you eat that oatmeal pie
Makes me just wanna die
Baby, you make me wanna walk like a camel
Walk

Say, you don’t think there’s any way I could get that quarter
From underneath your pointy boot, do you?
All I want is just one more oatmeal pie
Little Debbie, Little Debbie
I’m a comin' on home, baby
’Cause you make me wanna walk
Like a camel

ALBUM: DIRT TRACK DATE (1996)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: GLASS/JOY DIVISION

Hearts fail
Young hearts fail
Anytime pressurised
Overheat, overtired
Take it quick, take it neat
Clasp your hands, touch your feet
Take it quick, take it neat
Take it quick, take it neat

Hearts fail
Young hearts fail
Anytime wearing down
On the run underground
Put your hand where it's safe
Leave your hand where it's safe
Do it again
Do it again and again and again
Do it again and again and again
Do it again and again and again
Do it again and again and again

Anytime that's your right
Told you we should do it again
Overheat, overtired
Told you we should do it again
Told you we should do it again
Told you we should do it again
Anytime that's your right
Told you we should do it again
Anytime that's your right
Told you we should do it again
Told you we should do it again
I bet you we should do it again
Do it again
Do it again
Do it again

ALBUM: STILL (1981)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: TERRIBLE LOVE (ALTERNATE VERSION)/THE NATIONAL

It’s a terrible love that I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking with
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking with
It’s quiet company
It’s quiet company

It’s a terrible love and I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking in
It’s a terrible love and I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking in
It’s quiet company
It’s quiet company
It’s quiet company

And I can’t fall asleep
Without a little help
It takes awhile to settle down
My ship of hopes
Wait 'til the past lets by

It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break
Company
It’s quite company
It’s quiet company

But I won’t follow you
Into the rabbit hole
I said I would but then I saw
Your shivered bones
They didn’t want me to

It’s a terrible love and I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking here
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking with spiders
It’s a terrible love that I’m walking here

It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break


ALBUM: HIGH VIOLET (Expanded Edition) (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: WAKE UP IN NEW YORK/CRAIG ARMSTRONG FEAT. EVAN DANDO

Wake up in New York 
Put a comb through your hair 
Don't you ever want to lie down 
When there's no-one else around 
I want to say this to you

I know I hurt you 
You know you hurt me too 
Don't you ever want to lie down 
Close your eyes and leave the ground
I want to get hold of you

I'll meet you in New York 
By the drugstore on First Avenue
And then we will lie down 
With the buildings all around 
I want to say this to you 
I want to say this to you

ALBUM: AS IF TO NOTHING (2002)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: PYRAMID SONG/RADIOHEAD

Diretto da SHYNOLA

I jumped in the river and what did I see
Black-eyed angels swam with me
A moon full of stars and astral cards
And all the figures I used to see
All my lovers were there with me
All my past and futures
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

I jumped into the river
Black-eyed angels swam with me
A moon full of stars and astral cards
And all the figures I used to see
All my lovers were there with me
All my past and futures
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt

ALBUM: AMNESIAC (2001)

THE RYKJVK AWARDS 2010

IL DISCO DELL'ANNO: HIGH VIOLET/THE NATIONAL


ANYONE'S GHOST (Castle Rock Session)

"Ho forse troppa influenza nella band, perché se qualcosa non mi piace non la canto. Questo significa che solo le canzoni che mi piacciono andranno poi sul disco. Non è giusto, ma le cose stanno così."
In questa dichiarazione di Matt Berninger, leader dei National, c'è la chiave di lettura per apprezzare al meglio le qualità di High Violet: elegante e compatto, ma allo stesso tempo sporco ed irregolare, da Terrible Love ad England, passando per Anyone's Ghost, Little Faith, Bloodbuzz Ohio e Conversation 16, il quinto lavoro della band newyorkese è un concentrato incredibile di melodie straordinarie, rese profonde ed avvolgenti dalla voce baritonale del cantante di Cincinnati. Un album eccezionale, uno dei migliori degli ultimi tempi.


LA CANZONE DELL'ANNO: LIGHTS/INTERPOL



Da quando gli Interpol l'hanno resa disponibile in download gratutuito sul loro sito ufficiale, nella scorsa primavera, anticipando il nuovo album e di fatto tornando sulle scene dopo tre anni di silenzio, difficilmente riesco ad alzarmi la mattina senza averla in testa, senza intonarne l'attacco. Un pezzo potente, oscuro, evocativo, dal crescendo grandioso. La canzone-simbolo di questo 2010.

LA PLAYLIST DEL 2010

01. LIGHTS/INTERPOL
02. ANYONE'S GHOST/THE NATIONAL
03. FOOL'S DAY/BLUR
04. GIVING UP THE GUN/WAMPIRE WEEKEND
05. READY TO START/ARCADE FIRE
06. THE SHORE/CHAPEL CLUB
07. BIGGER THAN US/WHITE LIES
08. ECHOES/KLAXONS
09. SUBMISSION/DELPHIC
10. IN THE DIRECTION OF THE MOON/WOLF PARADE
11. WHAT I HAVE TO OFFER/EELS
12. HELICOPTER/DEERHUNTER
13. PARADISE CIRCUS/MASSIVE ATTACK
14. SPANISH SAHARA/FOALS
15. ON MELANCHOLY HILL/GORILLAZ
16. NOTHING AT BEST/THE PINEAPPLE THIEF
17. QUEEN BLACK ACID/MENOMENA
18. THE GOOD BOOK/TIRED PONY FEAT. TOM SMITH
19. OUR LADY OF LOURDES/PAUL SMITH
20. DOWN BY THE WATER/THE DECEMBERISTS
21. NIGHT & DAY/CHIEF
22. IT'S EASIER/JOHN GRANT
23. THE CURSE/JOSH RITTER

BONUS TRACKS

HEAVY IN YOUR ARMS/FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE
THE GENTLE HUM OF ANXIETY/TRENT REZNOR AND ATTICUS ROSS

DOWNLOAD


IL VIDEO DELL'ANNO: WE USED TO WAIT/ARCADE FIRE (Chris Milk)



Non solo e non esattamente un videoclip. Il progetto The Wilderness Downtown, realizzato dal regista Chris Milk per il brano We Used To Wait, è infatti un vero e proprio strumento interattivo che permette di associare la musica della band canadese alle immagini satellitari dei luoghi della memoria dello spettatore: sia che si tratti della via di casa, che del posto che non si è mai visitato. Un po' come Google Maps, ma molto più melodico.


IL DEBUTTO DELL'ANNO: CHAPEL CLUB


FIVE TREES

Può bastare una manciata di ottime canzoni per essere eletti rivelazione dell'anno? Da queste parti, evidentemente si. I Chapel Club vengono da Londra, sono giovanissimi e pubblicheranno il loro primo album alla fine del prossimo mese di gennaio. La sfida ai White Lies nella corsa a nuovi-Editors, o nuovi nuovi-Interpol, e via dicendo fino ai Cure ed ai Joy Division, è già lanciata.


IL CONCERTO DELL'ANNO: THE NATIONAL (Milano/Alcatraz) 16/11/10; INTERPOL (Milano/PalaSharp) 17/11/2010


EVIL/INTERPOL

Una trasferta memorabile, e due eventi straordinari in 24 ore: perchè sceglierne uno? I concerti dell'anno sono quelli dei National e degli Interpol a Milano, lo scorso 16 e 17 novembre. Caldi, discreti, persino amichevoli i primi, con Matt Berninger che si fa tutta la platea sulla linea finale di Terrible Love; eleganti, precisi, praticamente perfetti Paul Banks e compagni.
Un'esperienza indimeticabile.


IL LIBRO DELL'ANNO: LE HO MAI RACCONTATO DEL VENTO DEL NORD (Gut Gegen Nordwind)/DANIEL GLATTAUER (Feltrinelli)



"Puntiglioso ai limiti del patologico, ma amabilmente attento e corretto".
Romanzo epistolare al tempo di internet, Le Ho Mai Raccontato Del Vento Del Nord è un libro intimo ma discreto, divertente e romantico. Daniel Glattauer, giornalista e scrittore austriaco, fa entrare Emmi e Leo l'una nella vita dell'altro, e li lascia sospesi, leggeri, eppure profondamente legati. In attesa di rincontrarsi nella Settima Onda.


IL FILM DELL'ANNO: IL MALEDETTO UNITED (The Damn United)/TOM HOOPER



Il film racconta in modo divertente ed appassionato l'inizio della carriera dell'allenatore Brian Clough, Mourinho ante litteram che sul finire degli anni '70 guidò il Nottingham Forest (club di una piccola città nel centro dell'Inghilterra, mica uno squadrone pieno zeppo di campioni strapagati) alla conquista di due Coppe dei Campioni consecutive. Storie d'altri tempi, quando il calcio era ancora una favola, e tutto era possibile. La pellicola è stata girata nel 2009, ma nelle sale italiane non è mai arrivata: solo nella primavera di quest'anno la Sony Pictures si è degnata di distribuirla, direttamente in dvd.


LA COLONNA SONORA DELL'ANNO: THE SOCIAL NETWORK/TRENT REZNOR AND ATTICUS ROSS


THE GENTLE HUM OF ANXIETY

Trent Reznor, si sa, è un'autorità in fatto di colonne sonore. Con la collaborazione di Atticus Ross, musicista e produttore britannico, costruisce per The Social Network, l'attesissimo lungometraggio di David Fincher su Mark Zuckerberg, l'ideatore di Facebook, un tappeto di suoni elettronici ora di grande ambientazione, ora estremamente potenti, che sottolineano con grande efficacia le scene del film.


IL DISCO ITALIANO DELL'ANNO: DEI CANI/NON VOGLIO CHE CLARA


LA MAREGGIATA DEL '66

Nel panorama piuttosto desolato della musica indipendente italiana, divisa tra cantanti troppo scanzonati e gruppi che si prendono maledettamente sul serio, la band piemontese Non Voglio Che Clara riesce miracolosamente a coniugare la passione per la canzone d'autore con arrangiamenti e suoni contemporanei. Qualche momento di compiacimento cantautorale non manca, ma brani come Il Tuo Carattere E Il Mio e La Mareggiata Del '66 sono ottimi esempi di come può suonare, e bene, il rock in lingua italica.


I VINCITORI DEL 2009:

DISCO: IN THIS LIGHT AND ON THIS EVENING/EDITORS
CANZONE: EAT RAW MEAT = BLOOD DROOL/EDITORS
VIDEO: WRONG/DEPECHE MODE (Patrick Daughters)
DEBUTTO: WHITE LIES
CONCERTO: EDITORS + THE MACCABEES + WINTERSLEEP (Roma/Teatro Tendastrisce) 03/12/09
LIBRO: LA MORTE DI BUNNY MUNRO (The Death Of Bunny Munro)/NICK CAVE (Feltrinelli)
FILM: BASTARDI SENZA GLORIA (Inglourious Basterds)/QUENTIN TARANTINO
COLONNA SONORA: THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON/Artisti Vari
DISCO ITALIANO: SOGNANDO CONTROMANO/NEFFA

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: OUR LADY OF LOURDES/PAUL SMITH

There’s a row of houses
Baptised by a mediatrix
Designated for the deaf
But the water has no effect
A door left open
For a man who was smoking
The light hit his forehead
Another figure in the shade

Waving their hands like wands
Shaping your words with their mouths
Waving their hands like wands
Shaping the words
Shaping the words

There’s a sunday social
To stave off the silence
The soldier and the shell
Straining for the church’s bell
Twenty past six
There’s a mass for the mutes
And who doesn’t need the solace
before a weeks worth of strife

Waving their hands like wands
Shaping your words with their mouths
Waving their hands like wands
Shaping the words
Shaping the words

Our lady of Lourdes
Your lips distract me

Waving their hands like wands
Shaping the words with their mouths
Waving their hands like wands
Your lips distract me
Your lips distract me
Your lips distract me

ALBUM: MARGINS (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: LA MAREGGIATA DEL '66/NON VOGLIO CHE CLARA

Ognuno parli per sé
Di quello che rimane dell'amore
Se te ne vuoi andare
Se tutto quel che ho fatto
Per farti restare
E per tenerti qui
Non è abbastanza
Tu ami l'onda e devi stare
Sempre in fronte al mare
E farti investire

Ma se mi chiederanno
Se ti verrò a cercare
Io, con parole nuove
Gli saprò spiegare
Che ognuno corre per sé
E che la fatica per riaverti qui
Non conta niente
Io amo la terra
E ho da correre
Fino a stancarmi
Per dormire bene

ALBUM: DEI CANI (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ROCK STAR/N.E.R.D.

You think the way you lives okay
You think posing
Will save the day
You think we don't see
That you're running
Better call your boys
'Cause I'm coming

You can't be me
I'm a rock star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
It's almost over now
It's almost over now
Guess you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
Will you see the mantle or will you see the skies
It's almost over now
It's almost over now

You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now
Almost over now
Something's on your chest
Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now
Almost over now
You had plenty of time
There was no rush
But it was your dream to be like us
You're in dreamland so you don't care
And as you wait
We're standing there

You can't be me
I'm a rock star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
It's almost over now
It's almost over now
I guess you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
Will you see the mantle or will you see the skies
It's almost over now
It's almost over now

You think that you don't have to ever quit
You think that you can get away with it
You think the light won't be ever lit
It's almost over now
Almost over now
Something's on your chest
Better get it off
There'll be no one left when we set it off
We ain't gonna take it no more
Since it's almost over now
Almost over now

It's almost over now
It's almost over now

You don't succeed cause you hesitate
You think we're fly
But we levitate
Just be yourself
Don't ask us why
'Cause if you don't we'll make you fly

You can't be me
I'm a rock star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
It's almost over now
It's almost over now
I guess you ain't heard that we swallow guys
It's too damn late to apologize
Will you see the mantle or will you see the skies
It's almost over now
It's almost over now

No one ever really dies
You believe that?
Well, if not, for you
It's almost over now
Almost over now

ALBUM: ROCK STAR (2002)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SPANISH SAHARA/FOALS

So I walked through to the haze
And a million dirty waves
Now I see you lying there
Like a lilo, losing air, air
Black rocks on the shoreline surf
Still that summer I cannot bear
And I wipe the sand from my eyes
It's the Spanish Sahara
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

Now the waves, they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I'll find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands
So god damn this boiling space
It's the Spanish Sahara
The place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here
Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust
Calm the fury in your head
Calm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Quiet the fury in your head
Quiet the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am
Quiet the fury in your head
Quiet the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

ALBUM: TOTAL LIFE FOREVER (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SOMETHING ABOUT YOU/LEVEL 42

How, how can it be
That a love carved out of caring
Fashioned by fate
Could suffer so hard
From the games played once too often
But making mistakes
Is a part of life's imperfections
Born of the years
Is it so wrong
To be human after all

Drawn into the stream
Of undefined illusion
Those diamond dreams
They can't disguise the truth

That there is something about you
Baby, so right
I wouldn't be without you
Baby, tonight

If ever our love was concealed
No one can say that we didn't feel
A million things and a perfect dream of life
Gone, fragile but free
We remain tender together
If not so in love
It's not so wrong
We're only human after all

These changing years
They add to your confusion
And you need to hear
The time that told the truth

Because there's something about you
Baby, so right
I couldn't live without you
Baby, tonight

ALBUM: WORLD MACHINE (1985)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE SHORE/CHAPEL CLUB

I'm having a Billboard time
On this aimless train ride
It seems we spend the best hours of our lives
In flower markets on balconies
Wasted and wanting
More than we've the power to achieve
Hopeless and haunted
By a thousand ghosts of opportunity
Look to the setting sun
There's blood on the water
Nothing will be undone
We're dancing along the edge

You liar, you coward, you snake
He is your lion, your flower, your maker
And yet the night has freed you to reason
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him

I slept long only to wake
And watch the same land tesellate
I dusted for forgotten fingerprints of grace
In every hidden place along the shore
Waiting and wasting
More than I've the power to restore
Hopeless, unsated
One more thief abandoned by the law

You liar, you coward, you snake
He is your lion, your flower, your maker
And yet the night has freed you to reason
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him

Golden-shadowed one, you are your own god
Golden-shadowed one, you are your own god
Golden-shadowed one, you are your own god
Golden-shadowed one, you are your own god

You liar, you coward, you snake
He is your lion, your flower, your maker
And yet the night has freed you to reason
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him
You liar, you coward, you snake
He is your lion, your flower, your maker
And yet the night has freed you to reason
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him

(2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ON THE OLD MOUNTAIN RADIO/MÚM

ALBUM: PLEASE SMILE MY NOISE BLEED (2001)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ALL YOU NEED IS NOW/DURAN DURAN

It's all up to you now
Find yourself in the moment
Go directly to the voodoo
Now the channel is open
Lose your head
Lose control
You come on delicate and fine
Like a diamond in the mine
When you move into the light
You're the greatest thing alive

And you sway in the moon the way you did when you were younger
We told everybody all you need is now
Stay with the music, let it play a little longer
You don't need anybody all you need is now

Everybody's gunning
For the VIP section
But you're better off runnig
In another direction
Let your bones in the floor
Throw a shadow on the vine
But your lashes
Let it shine
Every moment that arrives
You're the greatest thing alive

And you sway in the moon the way you did when you were younger
We told everybody all you need is now
Stay with the music, let it play a little longer
You don't need anybody all you need is now

All you need, all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now

Sway in the moon the way we did when we were younger
We told everybody all you need is now
Stay with the music, let it play a little longer
You don't need anybody all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now
All you need, all you need is now

ALBUM: ALL YOU NEED IS NOW (2010)

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LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: AT THE INDIE DISCO/THE DIVINE COMEDY

We go down to the indie disco every thursday night
Dance to our favourite indie hits until the morning light
At the indie disco
The indie disco
At the indie disco

We've got a table in the corner that is always ours
Next to the poster of Morrissey with a bunch of flowers
We drink and talk about stupid stuff
Then hit the floor for Tainted Love
You know I just can't get enough
At the indie disco
The indie disco
At the indie discor
Give us some Pixies and some roses and some valentines
Give us some Blur and some Cure and some Wannadies
And now we're moving to the beat
And staring at each others feet
I wonder if she fancies me
At the indie disco
The indie disco
At the indie disco

And when it's over and I'm freezing on the night-bus home
I think of her and I sing the words to my favourite song
She makes my heart beat the same way
As at the start of Blue Monday
Always the last song that they play
At the indie disco
The indie disco
At the indie disco

ALBUM: BANG GOES THE KNIGHTHOOD (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE BIG HAND/THE CURE

The big hand makes all of your favourite things
Like all your dreams go small
And all your friends run away
Until your memories fail
And the words don't fit
But the way the big hand smiles
You just won't care about it

The big hand makes all of your favourite things
Like all your days run out
And all your hopes disappear
And your smiles just stop
And your eyes go dead
And the shadows start to crawl
In the back of your head

But when the big hand speaks
It's like fireworks and heaven
So you listen
Don't think
And wish for nothing at all
And when the big hand sings
It's like fireworks and friends
Leaving alone I'm not
Leaving alone
Leaving alone I'll never
Leave alone again

So when the big hand holds up all your favourite things
And with a touch like glass
Starts to squeeze
You don't ask
Why me?
You just slip to the floor
Just slip to your knees

But when the big hand speaks
It's like fireworks and heaven
So you listen
Don't think
And wish for nothing at all
And when the big hand sings
It's like fireworks and friends
Leaving alone I'm not
Leaving alone
Never leaving alone
Leaving alone I'm not
Leaving alone
Leaving alone
I'm not leaving alone again

ALBUM: A LETTER TO ELISE (Single) (1992)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: IN THE DIRECTION OF THE MOON/WOLF PARADE

I am a wall of sand and stone
And you, you're some kind of ivy
I'm trying to hold as best as I can
As best as I can

But I'm a disaster
I could not be burning faster
I stick my arms into webs
I take my meals with weirdos
And play with my rocket ships
And all the while you
You are so composed
So composed
So composed

You are the most gracious thing I know
Touched by crooking flowers
Touched by snow

And I put my rockets away
(I think you're fantastic)
I'll put my rockets away
(I know that you care)
I'll put my rockets away
(And you are a house of skin and hair)
I'll put my rockets away

I've been running off of fumes again
I've been running off my mouth
I've been running in the hours
Between midnight and dawn
In the direction of the moon
With the impression that's the way
The way to find your house
So hey, I will build your bastion
And hey, how long can you put up with these questions
When you got nowhere to go except into the terrible air?

And I put my rockets away
(I think you're fantastic)
I'll put my rockets away
(I know that you care)
I'll put my rockets away
(And you are a house of skin and hair)
I'll put my rockets away

Erring on the side of culture apparently past
Come down from the good rack crystal glass

'Cause I, I'm a wall of sand and stone
And you, your some kind of ivy I'm trying to hold
As best as I can

ALBUM: EXPO 86 (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: CUT OFF/KASABIAN

John was a scientist, he was hooked on LSD
Interested in mind control and how the monkey held the key
Said that all life is experiments, somebody's planning for the heir
It's for the unexpecting citizens who hallucinate in fear

Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts
Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts

In union station, with a package in my hand,
Tied to the suspect, he chanced him where he stand
And I don't think you realize he's coming for your neck
And the sound is breaking all around, he's keeping lives in check

Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts
Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts

Making his getaway, through a punched up mirror,
Blend into the crowd, and hit a system screaming
And all those spies that strikes you here are clinging to their gun
And if you smell those omens man, I think you better run

Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts
Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts
Chew the backbone
A solar system
These clever convicts

ALBUM: KASABIAN (2004)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DO YOU LOVE ME?/NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS

I found her on a night of fire and noise
Wild bells rang in a wild sky
I knew from that moment on
I'll love her till the day that I died
And I kissed away a thousand tears
My lady of the various sorrows
Some begged, some borowed, some stolen
Some kept safe for tomorrow
On and endless night, silver star spangled
The bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Like I love you

She was given to me to put things right
And I stacked all my accomplishments beside her
Still I seemed so obselete and small
I found god and all his devils inside her
In my bed she cast the blizzard out
A mock sun blazed upon her head
So completely filled with light she was
Her shadow fanged and hairy and mad
Our love-lines grew hopelessly tangled
And the bells from the chapel went jingle-jangle

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Like I love you

She had a heartful of love and devotion
She had a mindful of tyranny and terror
Well, I try, I do, I really try
But I just error, baby, I do, I error
So come find me, my darling one
I'm down to the grounds, the very dregs
Ah, here she comes, blocking the sun
Blood running down the inside of her legs
The moon in the sky is battered and mangled
And the bells from the chapel go jingle-jangle

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Like I love you

All things move toward their end
I knew before I met her that I would lose her
I swear I made every effort to be good to her
I made every effort not to abuse her
Crazy bracelets on her wrists and her ankles
And the bells from the chapel go jingle-jangle

Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Like I love you
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Like I love youDo you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?

ALBUM: LET LOVE IN (1994)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE GHOST WHO WALKS/KAREN ELSON

The ghost who walks
She's on the prowl
For the man she loved
He cut her down
It was an ordinary night in june
When he drove her to the lake
So they could watch the full moon
The ghost who walks
She's on the prowl
For the man she loved
He laid her down
And in the tall grass he kissed her cheek
And with a knife in his hand he plunged it deep

She looked at him with pleading eyes
He softly spoke my dear the love has died
And then he muffled her desperate cries
Under the moonlight

The ghost who walks
She's on the prowl
Wanders in the moonlight
She's crying to herself
'Cause his eyes never once looked cruel
But the moon in the blade shimmered like a jewel

She looked at him with pleading eyes
He softly spoke my dear the love has died
And then he muffled her deadly cries under the moonlight
Under the moonlight
Under the moonlight
Under the moonlight
Under the moonlight

ALBUM: THE GHOST WHO WALKS (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: AFTER THE FLOOD/CHAPEL CLUB

I remember coming out that tunnel mouth
Singing high and in the water, spring and sing before us
The palms hung like reconsidered suicides
From the red ponds of mountain sides
Preserved as a lion was preserved at the start
This was along time ago

Run
The echos were turning slow
It doesn't mater
The echos were turning slow
The echos were turning slow
It doesn't mater
It doesn't mater

The echos were turning slow
It doesn't mater
It doesn't mater
It drives before my lips close
It doesn't mater
It doesn't mater
My gift to you was a lake of tears
What a day for 8 long years
My gift to you was a lake of tears
A lake of

The echos were turning slow
It doesn't mater
It doesn't mater
The echos were turning slow
It doesn't mater
It doesn't mater

(2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HIGHER LOVE/DEPECHE MODE

I can taste more than feel
This burning inside is so real
I can almost lay my hands upon
The warm glow that lingers on
Moved, lifted higher
Moved, my soul's on fire
Moved by a higher love

I surrender all control
To the desire that consumes me whole
Leads me by the hand to infinity
Lies in wait at the heart of me
Moved, lifted higher
Moved, my soul's on fire
Moved by a higher love
By a higher love

Heaven bound on the wings of love
There's so much that you can rise above
Moved, lifted higher
Moved, moved by a higher love
By a higher love

I surrender heart and soul
Sacrificed to a higher goal
Moved, moved by a higher love
By a higher love

ALBUM: SONGS OF FAITH AND DEVOTION (1993)