01. DO IT WITH A ROCKSTAR/AMANDA PALMER & THE GRAND THEFT ORCHESTRA
(THEATRE IS EVIL)
02. HYPNOTIC REGRESSION/GRILS NAMES
(THE NEW LIFE)
03. TO SLEEP: PERCHANCE TO DREAM/MICRO
(WORLD'S BIGGEST SOMETHING)
04. CHERRY/CHROMATICS
(AFTER DARK II)
05. VOID MOON ☾/GEMS
(VOID MOON ☾)
06. I.K.W.Y.L./PLACEBO
(B3)
07. NO MISTAKES/PAUL BANKS
(BANKS)
08. WE NO WHO U R/NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS
(PUSH THE SKY AWAY)
09. ICE AGE/HOW TO DESTROY ANGELS
(AN OMEN EP)
10. CLAIR DE LUNE/FLIGHT FACILITIES FEAT. CHRISTINE HOBERG
(CLAIR DE LUNE - Single)
Bonus Tracks
NO HER, NO HYMN/GLASVEGAS
DULL TOOL/FIONA APPLE
(THIS IS 40 Soundtrack)
We are standing on the threshold
Of a decent conversation
When I can hear the door slam
I know the face you're making
And I really want to talk to you
I really, really wanted to
But once you get your mind made up
There is no getting through to you
For a while it was touching
For a while it was challenging
Before it became typical
And now it really isn't interesting
To see a grown man cry
To see a grown man cry
I'm lying on the sofa and the radio is blaring
And I'm scanning through the stations as the boys declare their feelings
But it doesn't feel like feelings
It feels like they're pretending
It's like they just want blowjobs
And they know these songs will get them
And I really want to talk to you
I really, really wanted to
But i have learned my lesson now
And you’re not the one I'm turning to
And for a while it was touching
For a while it was challenging
Before it got habitual
And now it really isn't interesting
To see a grown man cry
To see a grown man cry
I was the first to warn you
I lay myself before you
I was the first to warn you
I put myself before you
We are standing on the corner
And you're throwing down the gauntlet
It is not a life decision
We just need to pick a restaurant
After all this I should know you
Well enough not to get into it
I should learn but I'm an idiot
You only want an argument
And for a while it was touching
It was almost even comforting
Before it became typical
And now it really is not interesting
To see a grown man cry
To see a grown man cry
To see a grown man throw a temper fit
To see a grown man cross his arms and sit
As if the whole wide world would end
If he was not a part of it
But at the same time with no confidence
Never realizing the consequence
He's having on the ones he loves
Because he thinks he makes no difference
We are standing on the threshold
Of a decent conversation
When I can hear the door slam
I know the face you're making
And I really want to talk to you
I really, really wanted to
But this time I am giving up
I am simply giving up on you
Now I lay me down to sleep
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
Knowing what's the price of leave?
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
Do you wanna smoke till our throats are sore?
Make out and then talk and then make out some more?
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you get drunk and stay the night?
Do you wanna know all the things I do
Where I'm all alone and thinking about you?
Do you wanna? Do you wanna? Do you wanna? Do you wanna?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do it
Do you wanna go back home?
Your animals are all alone
And there's a chicken waiting on the stove
And your cousin left his DVD of Swinging In The 70s
And do you wanna go back home?
Check your messages and charge your phone
Are you really sure you wanna go?
When you could do it with a rockstar
Do it with a rockstar?
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Fine in a minute
I don't want your body just a part to listen to INXS
All the practice in the world
Won't get me good at loneliness, less
loneliness, less, loneliness, less, less, less, less
Do you wanna dance?
Do you wanna fight?
Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?
Do you want to see all my cavities?
Talk about the crisis in the Middle East?
Do you wanna get really terrified?
Th'icecaps are all melting and we're gonna die
Do you wanna cry?
I can make you cry
Do you wanna hit me baby one more time?
Do you wanna? Do you wanna? Do you wanna? Do you wanna?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do you?
Do you? Do you? Do you? Do it
Do you wanna go back home?
Your animals are all alone
And there's a chicken waiting on the stove
And your cousin left his DVD of Swinging In The 70s
And do you wanna go back home?
Check your messages and charge your phone
Are you really sure you wanna go?
When you could do it with a rockstar
Do it with a rockstar?
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Wait, wait, wait
I'll be fine in a minute
Fine in a minute, fine in a minute, fine in a minute
Fine in a minute, fine in a minute, fine in a minute
Fine in a minute, fine in a minute, fine in a
01. HEAVY IS AS HEAVY DOES/MENOMENA (MOMS) 02. PLAGUE/CRYSTAL CASTLES (PLAGUE Single) 03. DEPT. OF DISAPPEARANCE/JASON LYTLE (DEPT. OF DISAPPEARANCE) 04. REAL TALK/BLOC PARTY (FOUR) 05. YET AGAIN/GRIZZLY BEAR (SHIELDS) 06. MEMORIES OF SWEAT/HOLOGRAMS (HOLOGRAMS) 07. THE BASE/PAUL BANKS (BANKS) 08. LAURA/BAT FOR LASHES (THE HAUNTED MAN) 09. MYSTERY COLORS/ASTRONAUTS, ETC. (SUPERMELODIC PULP) 10. CHAINED/THE XX (COEXIST) 11. DIE LIFE/THE SOFT MOON (ZEROS) 12. HOLLOW MOUNTAIN/EFTERKLANG (PIRAMIDA)
Bonus Tracks
OUTLIERS/FOSSIL COLLECTIVE (FREE FOSSIL COLLECTIVE EP) THE FIRST TIME I EVER SAW YOUR FACE/THE FLAMING LIPS AND AMANDA PALMER (THE FLAMING LIPS AND HEADY FWENDS)
The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes And the moon and the stars were gifts you gave To the dark and the endless skies, my love To the dark and the endless skies, my love
The first time ever I lay with you I felt your heart so close to mine And I knew our joy would fill the earth And last 'til the end of time, my love And last 'til the end of time
The first time ever I saw your face Your face, your face, your face, your face Your face, your face, your face, your face
Dear Mr. and/or Mrs. sender
We're pleased to inform you that your applications been accepted
Starting from the time you get this letter
Your life will be one never-ending “hope you're feeling better”
You get your choice of an aesthetic
We'll need to chop your clock off (tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock)
It might not be what you expected
There is no money back once you've been ripped off, ripped off, ripped off
Today's a very special day
The boys'll murder for it but what will the neighbors say
It leaves you feeling pretty hollow
It might be nice to look at
Don't forget you're stuck with it tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
You're big enough to stop pretending
You'll start to really show within a week or so
So don't go saying it's just come to your attention
You'll get more than you're asking for without the right protection
Today's a very special day
And how you'd love to have a little thing with which to play
But love won't get you very far
Today be still your beating heart
You'll have to keep on feeding it tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys
Will be girls with no warning
Girls will be girls will be guys will be boys that don't cry over toys that they use to beat girls they despise by the morning
They always said that sex would change you, change you, change you, change you
No second thoughts the knife is nearing
You'll never hear the little pitter, patter, pitter, patter
Of this little feat of engineering
Of course I love you and of course it's what's inside that matters
But I think the whole charade is ending
It seems to me to be the only way to keep from getting
Caught up in a long life of regretting
The doctors said that once you get a taste for it you'll keep on cutting
But while you happen to be here
Why don't you whisper all those sweet forevers in my ear
Stiff upper lip for all this sorrow
Hurry up and stick it in
You never when it will end
Tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow
Tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow
Tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow
Tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow
They always said that sex would change you, change you, change you, change you
8in8 è un supergruppo composto da Amanda Palmer, dal suo compagno, lo scrittore Neil Gaiman, da Ben Folds e da Damian Kulash degli Ok Go. Nighty Night è il loro progetto: un'album scritto e registrato in una sola notte.
I met Nikola Tesla in a diner in New York He was eating cotton candy in the dark I sat down at his table and I asked him for a light When his eyes met mine I thought I felt a spark His glance was like and x-ray and he looked me to the bone A touch from him my blood began to boil It was the 24th of March he had a really cute moustache And then he kissed me in an alley and I felt my insides coil
Nikola Tesla I wish you’d invent a Current that could activate my heart Mysterious gesture I do not expect you Come back from 1932 I’ll always burn a light for you Sweetheart
I’d dreamed of someone like you ever since I was a girl A mystery man inventing something new Just a guy with a transformer who could make me something warmer Who could open up my circuitry and make me someone new When Edison got angry my Nikola only grinned And explained that wireless power was the way He’d overturn thesystem there was no way to resist him And he kissed me one more time and told me he’d come back one day
Nikola Tesla I wish you’d invent a Current that could activate my heart Mysterious jester I do not expect you Come back from 1932 I’ll always burn a light for you Sweetheart
Edison’s enemy Man who gave us AC He’ll always be to me My little serb Voice on the radio I’m looking high and low Here in the afterglow Send me a word
So I waited while the valves inside my heart all dimmed and chilled He had secrets that he stored inside eight chests And he took his many mysteries and walked off into history And he left me with a fading sort of feeling in my breast I’ve been waiting here for decades, just a dusty afterthought I’ve been waiting for Nikola to come back It is painful and ironic not to mention electronic That he’d vanish in a crackle, into air and fade to black
Nikola Tesla I wish you’d invent a Current that could activate my heart Mysterious jester I do not expect you Come back from 1932 I’ll always burn a light for you
01. THE WORLD IS YOURS/GLASVEGAS (EUPHORIC /// HEARTBREAK \\\) 02. SURFACING/CHAPEL CLUB (PALACE) 03. BREAKER, BREAKER/PETER, BJORN AND JOHN (GIMME SOME) 04. ARIEL/STATELESS (MATILDA) 05. REVOLVING DOORS/GORILLAZ (THE FALL) 06. STILYAGI/PURO INSTINCT FEAT. ARIEL PINK (HEADBANGERS IN ECSTASY) 07. ALL DIE YOUNG/SMITH WESTERNS (DYE IT BLONDE) 08. DO YOU LOVE IT?/MEW (EGGS ARE FUNNY) 09. PEACE & QUIET/WHITE LIES (RITUAL) 10. WARPATH/ESBAN AND THE WITCH (VIOLET CRIES) 11. LIPPY KIDS/ELBOW (BUILD A ROCKET BOYS!) 12. LETTERS TO THE METRO/MOGWAI (HARDCORE WILL NEVER DIE, BUT YOU WILL) 13. SUZANNE AND I/ANNA CALVI (ANNA CALVI) 14. RABBIT WILL RUN/IRON AND WINE (KISS EACH OTHER CLEAN) 15. THE LAST LIVING ROSE/PJ HARVEY (LET ENGLAND SHAKE) 16. I AM HOME/EX LIBRAS [CUT(S)] 17. IODINE AND IRON/THE VEILS (TROUBLES OF THE BRAIN EP)
Bonus Tracks
ADDICTED TO THE CURE/THE WOMBATS (JUMP INTO THE FOG EP) AUSTRALIA/AMANDA PALMER (GOES DOWN UNDER)
I could do the dishes while talking on the phone
I could ask you for an answer but you want to be alone
I can never do the dishes a single dish at a time
It's too much of a commitment so I lie my mouth and fire
I could calamine your insides
I could wind them all around me I could
I could tiptoe on a tightrope made of fear and looking down see
All the people do they see me I can wave or I can carry
All the dishes I'm holding that is keeping me steady
Or I could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and write
Songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes
Time to decide
I could make a cake
My kitchen is small but I could clear the space
I could write my name
'Cause practice makes perfect yes that's what they say
I could make a button out of plaster
That said finished I could nail it in my closet
To the left side of the lightswitch
I could walk down to a Colombus and try drinking to forget it
But then come home less afraid and then press it and press it
Or I could go to Australia
Carry a bowie knife
And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and try
Eating things only with chopsticks and write
Songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes
I could sigh to do these dishes
Time to decide
Or I could go to Australia
And carry a bowie knife
And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side
And learn card tricks and physics and buy
Everyone drinks and take boxing and try
Eating things only with chopsticks and finally
Be like a person I think you might like
I could do these dishes
I could try to do these dishes
I could decide to do these dishes
I shoud decide to do these dishes
Time to decide
Fuck it
I'm gonna go to Australia
I'm gonna go to Australia
I'm gonna go to Australia
So you don't want to hear about my good song You don't want to hear about how I am getting on With all the shit that I can get done The sun is in the sky and I am by my lonesome So you don't want to hear about my good day You have better things to do than to hear me say
God it's been a lovely day Everything's going my way I took out the trash today And I'm on fire
So you don't want to hear about my good friends You don't have the balls to take the truth or consequence Success is in the eye of the beholder And it's looking even better over your cold shoulder
I'm not suggesting You get and line me up for questioning But Jesus think About the bridges you are burning and I'm betting That even though you knew it from the start You'd rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart
So go ahead and talk about your bad day I want all the details of the pain and misery That you are inflicting on the others I consider them my sisters and I want their numbers
God it's been a lovely day Everything's going my way I took up croquet today And I'm on fire
I picked up the pieces of my broken ego I have finally made my peace as far as you and me go But I'd love to have you up to see the place I'd like to do more than survive I'd like to rub it in your face
Hey, it's been a lovely day Everything's going my way I had so much fun today And I'm on fire God it's been a lovely day Everything's going my way Ever since you went away And I'm on fire
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on
I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on So you don't want to hear about my good day
L'estate sta per finire, con tutti i pro ed i contro della situazione: è partito il campionato, ma si riprende anche a lavorare, e fa più fresco la sera, ma è aumentato pure il traffico. In attesa di capire se esserne contenti o meno, ascoltiamo la playlist di settembre...
01. BORN AGAIN/RPA & THE UNITED NATIONS OF SOUND (RPA & THE UNITED NATIONS OF SOUND) 02. VENUSHIA/KLAXONS (SURFING THE VOID) 03. LAREDO/BAND OF HORSES (INFINITE ARMS) 04. I'M LEAVING YOU FOR SOLITUDE/MANIC STREET PREACHERS [(IT'S NOT JUST WAR) JUST THE END OF LOVE Single] 05. THROUGH THE IRON GATE/WILD BEASTS (WE STILL GOT THE TASTE DANCIN' ON OUR TONGUES EP) 06. I'M AWARE/CLINIC (BUBBLEGUM) 07. BABY LOVES ME/EELS (TOMORROW MORNING) 08. MEMORY SERVES/INTERPOL (INTERPOL) 09. MODERN MAN/ARCADE FIRE (THE SUBURBS) 10. SET NO SUN/UNKLE (LIVES OF THE ARTISTS II: FOLLOW ME DOWN) 11. YOU WERE A KINDNESS/THE NATIONAL 12. DOWN BY THE WATER/THE DRUMS (THE DRUMS)
BONUS TRACKS
I WANNA BE ADORED/THE RAVEONETTES (50 YEARS OF DR. MARTENS) HIGH AND DRY/AMANDA PALMER (AMANDA PALMER PERFORMS THE POPULAR HITS OF RADIOHEAD ON HER MAGICAL UKULELE)
Two jumps in a week I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy Flyin' on your motorcycle Watching all the ground beneath you drop You'd kill yourself for recognition Kill yourself to never ever stop You broke another mirror You're turning into something you are not
Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry
Drying up in conversation You will be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces You just sit there wishing you could still make love They're the ones who'll hate you When you think you've got the world all sussed out They're the ones who'll spit at you You will be the one screaming out
Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry
It's the best thing that you've ever had The best thing you've had has gone away
Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry Don't leave me high Don't leave me dry
Amanda Palmer, voce dei Dresden Dolls, ha pubblicato un album di cover di brani dei Radiohead, suonati principalmente con l'ukulele... altro che vuvuzelas! La copertina del disco, poi, realizzata in stile hawaiano anni '50, è davvero uno spasso.
Nothing is certain at this time of day You could reverberate you could decay The mouse and the model are laughing at us We'll risk it we're desperate for someone to trust
Let's start a new heart the new charts are in We'll take them we'll break them we'll make them give in
By counting your blessings you wind up in debt It starts with your family and ends in your bed You Jekyll and Hide it when you could have left Your guard down your dress up you must be upset
Let's start a new heart the new charts are in We'll take them we'll break them we'll make them give in
It's dark over here on the flipside of reason The teaser could be something easy like they did it in a book You're a crook you're a fake you committed If you did it say you did it if you didn't suck it up and say you did
Let's start a new heart the new charts are in We'll tax them relax them and make them forfeit The vote by a landslide the Jekyll and Hide Mackenzie macabre she's Bonnie and Clyde
Nothing is crueler than children who come from good homes God will forgive them, I guess, but whose side are you on? Driving around the old town, I remember it all Dropping my lunchbox and Tampax all over the hall And they said
You are a socialist cokehead, we know from your clothes You are a satanist worshipper, oh, that's evil You think you're poet, a folksinger? A poser, nuh-oh A volleyball player? You've got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
No one can stop us The script is a work of genius No one has bought the rights yet but We're not giving up Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script Directed by Spielberg and starring the masochist club
Mary, you look like hell You're stuck in that ridiculous shell Give us some light and god's pure love We know what you've been dreaming of Give us some light and god's pure love We know what you've been dreaming of Give us some light and god's pure love We're taking you to Hollywood Hollywood
And we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
One plays a socialist cokehead we dress in my clothes One plays a satanist worshipper of things evil One plays a poet who starts up a band of his own One is a volleyball player with both of wrists broke
And we hide from the guns On a night reconnaissance Steal flamingos and gnomes From the dark side of the lawn
And we give them good homes Give them love they've never known In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born In the loft, in the barn In the town where I was born
