LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SATURDAY COME SLOW/MASSIVE ATTACK FEAT. DAMON ALBARN

Lost in the magic
From the last time
This town turning
My rose to desire

Saturday come slow
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Is there nothing there

In the limestone caves
In the southways lands
One time in the kingdom
Belief is on the stand

Saturday come slow
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Is there nothing there

Saturday come slow
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Is there nothing there

ALBUM: HELIGOLAND (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SLAVE TO THE WAGE/PLACEBO

Run away from all your boredom
Run away from all your whoredom and wave
Your worries, and cares, goodbye
All it takes is one decision
A lot of guts, a little vision to wave
Your worries, and cares goodbye

It's a maze for rats to try
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
It's a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die

Sick and tired of Maggie's farm
She's a bitch, with broken arms to wave
Your worries, and cares, goodbye

It's a maze for rats to try
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
It's a race, a race for rats
A race for rats to die
A race for rats to die
A race for rats to die
Burn away
Run away

ALBUM: BLACK MARKET MUSIC (2000)

POST-IT: THE SMASHING PUMPKINS

Vi ricordate della titanica impresa nella quale si è imbarcato Billy Corgan degli Smashing Pumpkins, e cioè quella di registrare e rendere disponibile in download gratuito, in tempo reale, un album ispirato ai tarocchi e composto da ben 44 pezzi? Ebbene, si possono finalmente (il progetto doveva partire lo scorso halloween) scaricare le prime due tracce di Teargarden By Kaleidyscope, Widow Make My Mind ed A Song For A Son, andando sul sito ufficiale della band, o tramite il widget qui sotto.

POST-IT: UNITED NATIONS OF SOUND

ARE YOU READY?

Nuovo progetto e nuovo video per Richard Ashcroft: il gruppo si chiama nientemeno che United Nations Of Sound, mentre il primo singolo s'intitola Are You Ready? ed anticipa l'uscita dell'album Redemption, atteso per fine marzo. Gli altri componenti della band? Sembra che l'unico membro sia lo stesso leader dei Verve...

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: IF YOU TOLERATE THIS YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE NEXT/MANIC STREET PREACHERS

The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next

Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I'm a pacifist
I've walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next


And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next, will be next, will be next

ALBUM: THIS IS MY TRUTH TELL ME YOURS (1998)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SOBER/TOOL

There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests
Murder now the path is must we
Just because the son has come

Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done?
Jesus, won't you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done?

Why can we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
Why can't we dream forever?
I just want to start things over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down

Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but the past and done
Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but the past and done

Why can we not be sober?
I Just want to start this over
Why can't we sleep forever?
I Just want to start things over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust Me

Why can we not be sober?
I Just want to start things over
Why can't we sleep forever?
I Just want to start this over

I want what I want
I want what I want
I want what I want
I want what I want

ALBUM: UNDERTOW (1993)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: WHERE IT'S AT/BECK

There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands
Just clap your hands

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone

take me home with my elevator bones
that was a good drum break

Pick yourself up off the side of the road
With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones
Members only hyponotizers
Move through the room like ambulance drivers
Shine your shoes with your microphone blues
Hirsutes with your parachute fruits
Passing the dutchie from coast to coast
Like my man Gary Wilson rocks the most

Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at
I got two turntables and a microphone

What about those who swing both ways?
AC-DC's?
Let's make it out, baby

There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands
And just clap your hands

Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone

ALBUM: ODELAY (1996)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: LA FAVOLA DI ADAMO ED EVA/MAX GAZZÈ

Santi numi ma che pena mi fate
Strozzati inghiottiti come olive ascolane
Spiedini di carne in fila sulle autostrade
Saldare al casello tanto per ringraziare
Pensarsi arrivati dopo un lungo week-end
Chiedo venia trovo un po' esagerato
Pagare tre volte un litro di benzina
Sentirsi ridire con sorrisi di rame
Che sono costretti dal mercato dei cambi
Ma andate a cagare voi e le vostre bugie

Credo di notare una leggera flessione del senso sociale
La versione scostante dell'essere umano che non aspettavo
Cadere su un uomo così divertente ed ingenuo da credere ancora
Alla favola di Adamo ed Eva
La favola di Adamo ed Eva

Dico quel che penso e faccio quello che dico
L'azione è importante siamo uomini troppo distratti
Da cose che riguardano vite e fantasmi futuri
Ma il futuro è toccare mangiare tossire ammalarsi d'amore

Credo di notare una leggera flessione del senso sociale
La versione scostante dell'essere umano che non aspettavo
Cadere su un uomo così divertente ed ingenuo da credere ancora
Alla favola di Adamo ed Eva
La favola di Adamo ed Eva

ALBUM: LA FAVOLA DI ADAMO ED EVA (1998)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: GOLDEN SKANS/KLAXONS

Light touch my hand
In a dream of golden skans
From now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hand
With the turning golden skans
From the night and the light
All plans are golden in your hand

Set sail from sense, bring all her young
Set sail from where we once begun
While we wait, while we wait

A hall of records, or numbers
Or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young
A hall of records, or numbers
Or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young

Light touch my hand
In a dream of golden skans
From now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hand
With the turning golden skans
From the night and the light
All plans are golden in your hand

We sailed from sense
Brought all our young
We sailed from where we once begun
While we wait, while we wait
A hall of records, or numbers
Or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young
A hall of records, or numbers
Or spaces still undone
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young

Light touch my hand
In a dream of golden skans
From now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hand
With the turning golden skans
From the night and the light
All plans are golden in your hand
Light touch my hand
In a dream of golden skans
From now on
You can forget our future plans
Night touch my hand
With the turning golden skans
From the night and the light
All plans are golden in your hand

ALBUM: MYTHS OF THE NEAR FUTURE (2007)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DRUMMING SONG/FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE

There's a drumming noise inside my head
That starts when you're around
I swear that you could hear it
It makes such an all mighty sound

There's a drumming noise inside my head
That throws me to the ground
I swear that you should hear it
It makes such an all mighty sound

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

I ran to a tower where the church bells chime
I hoped that they would clear my mind
They left a ringing in my ear
But that drum's beating loud and clear

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

As I move my feet towards your body
I can hear this beat it fills my head up
And gets louder and louder
It fills my head up and gets louder and louder

I run to the river and dive straight in
I pray that the water will drown out the din
But as the water fills my mouth
It couldn't wash the echoes out
But as the water fills my mouth
It couldn't wash the echoes out

I swallow the sound and it swallows me whole
Till there's nothing left inside my soul
As empty as that beating drum
But the sound has just begun

As I move my feet towards your body
I can hear this beat it fills my head up
And gets louder and louder
It fills my head up and gets louder and louder

There's a drumming noise inside my head
That starts when you're around
I swear that you could hear it
It makes such an all mighty sound

There's a drumming noise inside my head
That starts when you're around
I swear that you could hear it
It makes such an all mighty sound

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell

As I move my feet towards your body
I can hear this beat it fills my head up
And gets louder and louder
It fills my head up and gets louder and louder

ALBUM: LUNGS (2009)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: GIVING UP THE GUN/VAMPIRE WEEKEND

Your sword’s grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time
You’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you’re giving up the gun

When I was 17
I had wrists like steel
And I felt complete
And now my body fades
Behind a brass charade
And I’m obsolete
But if the chance remained
To see those better days
I’d cut the cannons down
My ears are blown to bits
From all the rifle hits
But I still crave that sound

Your sword’s grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time
You’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you’re giving up the gun

I heard you play guitar
Down at a seedy bar
Where skinheads used to fight
Your Tokugawa smile
And your garbage style
Used to save the night
You felt the coming wave
Told me we’d all be brave
You said you wouldn’t flinch
But in the years that passed
Since I saw you last
You haven’t moved an inch

Your sword’s grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time
You’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you’re giving up the gun

I see you shine in your way
Go on, go on, go on

Your sword’s grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It’s locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it’s done
And though it’s been a long time
You’re right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you’re giving up the gun

ALBUM: CONTRA (2010)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: YOU MAKE IT EASY/AIR

Never been here
How about you?
You smile at my answer
You've given me the chance
To be held and understood

You leave me laughing without crying
There's no use denying
For many times I've tried
Love has never felt as good

Be it downtown or way up in the air
When your heart's pounding
You know that I'm aware

You make it easy to watch the world with love
You make it easy to let the past be done
You make it easy

How'd you do it?
How'd you find me?
How did I find you?
How can this be true?
To be held and understood

Keep it coming
No one's running
The lesson I'm learning
Cause blessings are deserved
By the trust that always could

Be it downtown or way up in the air
When your heart's pounding
You know that I'm aware

You make it easy to watch the world with love
You make it easy to let the past be done
You make it easy

You make it easy to watch the world with love
You make it easy to let the past be done
You make it easy

ALBUM: MOON SAFARI (1998)