| Àâòîð | Òåìà: Êîìïîçèòîð, òåêñòîâèê è âîêàëèñò èùåò ìóçûêàíòîâ äëÿ ñîçäàíèÿ ãðóïïû (Êèåâ)! | Âðåìÿ: 11.10.2009 03:28 | ||
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Ìîþ áîëåå-ìåíåå ïîëíóþ áèîãðàôèþ ìîæíî ïðî÷èòàòü íà ìîåé ñòðàíè÷êå íà ñòèõàõ.ðó (http://stihi.ru/avtor/moloch1), âêðàòöå æå ñêàæó òàê: Çîâóò ìåíÿ Âàñèëèé, ìíå 20 ëåò, æèâó è ðàáîòàþ â Êèåâå. Ïèøó ïåñíè ëåò ýäàê ñ äâåíàäöàòè, õîòÿ îáðàçöîâ òâîð÷åñòâà òîãî âðåìåíè óæå íå îñòàëîñü (è ñëàâà Áîãó). Íîò, ê ñîæàëåíèþ íå çíàþ, íî âñþ ìóçûêó ìîãó ýëåìåíòàðíî íàïåòü, òàê ÷òîá áûëî ïîíÿòíî. Ìîè ëþáèìûå ãðóïïû: Coldplay, Brainstorm, The Rasmus, Placebo, Rammstein, The Cranberries, The Last Shadow Puppets, Ýäèïîâ Êîìïëåêñ è äðóãèå. Ñàì ñî÷èíÿþ ìóçûêó â àëüòåðíàòèâíîì ñòèëå à-ëÿ Placebo èëè The Rasmus âî âðåìåíà èõ "Into". Êîíêðåòíî â ãðóïïó òðåáóòñÿ: - ãèòàðèñò ñ ýëåêòðóõîé - áàñèñò - êëàâèøíèê - óäàðíèê (áàðàáàíû ðóëÿò!) Ìîè òåêñòû îïóáëèêîâàíû, îïÿòü æå, íà ñòèõàõ.ðó, íî çäåñü ïðèâåäó íåñêîëüêî ïðèìåðîâ, íà ñëó÷àé, åñëè êîìó ëåíü ëàçèòü ñìîòðåòü. Òåêñòû íà àíãëèéñêîì, âñå ïðàâà çàùèùåíû.  îáùåì, æäó îòâåòîâ è ïðåäëîæåíèé! Êîíòàêòû: E-mail: moloch.mod@gmail.com Ìîá. òåëåôîí (óêðàèíñêèé): 9(093)056-7641 --------------------------------------- MONDAY 9AM I. You were on the way back home When suddenly I called. Forgot to say ‘Hello!’, Forgot to say ‘Hello!’. That’s what it’s all about – My fault, You need to breathe. You’re going on a date With somebody you hate. She’s going to have to wait, She’s going to have to wait. And still I say it’s not Too late, Enough of these mistakes. Ch. Would you hear again these strings As you turn away and scream? Humanity is well, Insanity is free today. You thought you made it clear, And still you see I’m here - When reality’s a hell, Insanity is free to take. II. Enjoy your holiday When from inside I say ‘I want to go away, I want to go away!’ I’m up to drive you mad: I hold, Then I release. Some moments later I’ve Been singing lullaby. Forgot to say ‘Good night’, Forgot to say ‘Good night’. You tried to treat me bad, My Dad, Enough of this, you die. Ch. Would you hear again these strings As you turn away and scream? Humanity is well, Insanity is free today. You thought you made it clear, And still you see I’m here - When reality’s a hell, Insanity is free to take. III. Darling. darling, I’ve rejected Everything I’ve been before. All those beauties I protected – I can’t take the anymore. Darling. darling, I’ve rejected Everything I’ve ever been before. Darling. darling, I’ve rejected Everything I’ve been before. All those mirrors I reflected – I left them broken on the floor. Darling. darling, I’ve rejected Everything I’ve ever been before, So I exist no more. Ch. Would you hear again these strings As you turn away and scream? Humanity is well, Insanity is free today. You thought you made it clear, And still you see I’m here - When reality’s a hell, Insanity is free to take. --------------------------------------- ONE DAY I. Waking up with smile, Still I’m waking up with smile – Maybe life is really some kind o’ wonder. Walking over miles, See me walking over miles – It’s a thing that always takes me over. Ch. It’s my ‘Day One’. Back to cause, evening glows Like an amber. I catch the wind before it’s gone. Don’t you drown Every dream I redeem, I remember – May it guard you when I’m done. II. Running out of time, Still I’m running out of time, But eternity is always after. Over borderlines, I’m flying over borderlines, And whatever I do, it’s what I have to. Ch. Hey, I know it’s out of measure, Still I ask you What life is if not a pleasure? Hey, I know it’s out of measure, Still you can’t possess my mind. III. Waking up with smile, Still I’m waking up with smile – Maybe life is really some kind o’ wonder. Walking over miles, See me walking over miles – It’s a thing that always takes me over. Ch. It’s my ‘Day One’. Back to cause, evening glows Like an amber. I catch the wind before it’s gone. Don’t you drown Every dream I redeem, I remember – May it guard you when I’m done. --------------------------------------- ANIMAL TOWN I. Subway holes, stairs and ladders, Day by day it’s getting better, I I feel I’m home. Tunnels, caverns, endless streets, Our town is never more than meets the eye. I feel like getting old, Always feel like getting old. I wonder if you know what’s better, I think I won’t believe you ever. II. Doors, floors and elevators, I think I couldn’t have a better life – I leave no trace. Dust and smoke and purple clouds, We’re born to find a way around, and I Made a perfect race, Think I made a perfect race. Sewers, pipes and rusty vents And Sunday football match events, tonight We’re drunk and blessed. When I want to be a TV king I spread my yellow paper wings and fly, Then go to rest, ‘Cause in my dreams I do my best. So, I’m here – I don’t fear. So, I’m here – I don’t fear. III. It’s a holiday of our dreams, Fugitive as it seems. I’m on a carnival, I’m on a carnival. It’s a holiday of our dreams, And I’m just an animal In my lovely animal town. Subway holes, stairs and ladders, Day by day it’s getting better, I I feel I’m home. Tunnels, caverns, endless streets, Our town is never more than meets the eye. I feel like getting old, Always feel like getting old. IV. You’re not supposed to be in here. I failed you when I said you’re free, And now you’re going down with me, oh dear. I never tried to seize the dream. And when I’m stuck I just forfeit And now I end up incomplete, indeed. I never tried to seize the dream. And now I end up incomplete, And now I end up incomplete. |
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No, I don't want a battle from beginning to end,
I don't want a cycle of recycled revenge, I don't wanna follow death and all of his friends... Coldplay, Death and all His Friends |
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Òåìà: Re: Êîìïîçèòîð, òåêñòîâèê è âîêàëèñò èùåò ìóçûêàíòîâ äëÿ ñîçäàíèÿ ãðóïïû (Êèåâ)!
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