POST-IT: MOGWAI

FRIEND OF THE NIGHT

Tante novità in arrivo da Glasgow: i Mogwai, infatti, attraverso il proprio sito ufficiale, hanno annunciato di essere impegnati in un nuovo progetto (definito spoken world album) dedicato al non meglio identificato miglior autore di fumetti di tutti i tempi, almeno secondo Stuart Braithwaite. Inoltre, il gruppo sta preparando un nuovo singolo che uscirà per la Blast First (etichetta della Mute), la cover di Ghost Rider dei Suicide, mentre per Novembre è prevista la pubblicazione di un live (in cd e dvd) tratto da uno show tenuto a Brooklyn la scorsa primavera. Ah, e come se non bastasse, la band ha già iniziato a lavorare al seguito di The Hawk Is Howling del 2008: quando si dice la tenacia scozzese...

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE END IS THE BEGINNING IS THE END/THE SMASHING PUMPKINS

Send a heartbeat to the void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintegrate
With no more to hate

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Time has stopped before us
The sky cannot ignore us
No one can separate us
For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Because now I can begin again

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Strange

ALBUM: BATMAN & ROBIN (Soundtrack) (1997)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: NAKED COUSIN/PJ HARVEY

My naked cousin
I see him running
All over headland
Scared as his shit as he's running
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun, oh my
My naked cousin can cook till he's good
Good and done
I hate his smell and I hate his company
But, but most of all I hate that he looks just just like me
His naked skin fries
Fries in the sun my my
But my naked cousin can cook till he's
Good and done
He's running

He run from burning bushes
He run from bank of senate
He run from everything that upsets his masterplan
And if he flips
And I am as good as done
My, my naked cousin
He'll just keep keep a'running
He's running

Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Take me to the sunny side
Running naked through the trees
Scared the shit right out of me
Bought my ticket, take my ride
Begging all to please
He's running

ALBUM: THE CROW: CITY OF ANGELS (Soundtrack) (1996)