История группы 22-20s такова.. Группа собралась в августе 2002 года и стала выступать в маленьких пабах. За каких-то четыре месяца им удалось впрыснуть бурную молодую струю в старую волну блюза. Да так, что лейблы просто начали безумствовать...
Radiohead рассказали некоторые подробности о своем новом DVD, который можно купить через их сайт.
MERCURY REV собираются предоставить следующий свой сингл для скачивания.
POLYPHONIC SPREE подтавердили свое участие в церемонии вручения Нобелевской премии этого года в Осло.
I've seen your severed headAt a banquet for the deadAll are dressed up for dinner, looked so fineYour shining silver salverSo tastefully powderedWith the finest military quick limeNow try and picture thisAs I gave you a kissThe apple in your mouth slipped in mineThe orchestra played the sweetest serenadeWe laughed as we put away your wineSo raise your glassesНere's a toast to wasted livesMay all their ghosts come back to haunt youAnd tell you how they diedHow do you sleep?How do you last the nightAnd keep the dogs at bay?How do you feel When you close your eyesAnd try and drift away?Does it feel any better nowDoes it mean any moreWhen the angel of death comesKnock- knocking and banging at your doorWhen all the fun was overI put you on my shoulderTook you home away from it allShot down and claimedMounted and framedTastefully hung upon my wallAll my dreams your nightmaresI hope they all come trueGet off your knees the party's overI'm coming home to youHow do you sleep?How do you last the nightAnd keep the dogs at bay?How do you feel When you close your eyesAnd try and drift away?Does it feel any better nowDoes it mean any moreWhen the angel of death comesKnock- knocking and banging at your doorHow do you sleep?How do you last the nightAnd keep the dogs at bay?How do you feel When you close your eyesAnd try and drift away?Does it feel any better nowDoes it mean any moreWhen the angel of death comesKnock knocking and banging at your doorAt your door...
Your knuckles whiten on the wheelThe last thing that your hands will feelYour final flight can't be delayed No land just sky it's so sereneYour pink fat lips let go a screamYou fry and melt, I love the scene Sometimes IFantasiseWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meDon't these timesFill your eyesWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meAre you all aloneIs anybody home? I'm standing warm against the coldNow that the flames have taken holdAt least you left your life in style And for as far as I can seeTin twisted grills grin back at meBad money diesI love the scene Sometimes IFantasizeWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meDon't these timesFill your eyesWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meAre you all aloneIs anybody home? Sometimes IFantasizeWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meDon't these timesFill your eyesWhen the streets are cold and lonelyAnd the cars they burn below meAre you all aloneAre you made of stone?
For each a roadFor everyman a religionFind everybody and ruleFor everything and rumbleForget everything and rememberFor everything a reasonForget everybody and rememberFor each a roadFor everyman a religionFind everybody and ruleFor everything and and rumbleForget everythingg and rememberFor everything a reasonF. E. A. R.Finding eternity arouses reactionFreeing excellence affects reality Fallen empires are rulin’Find earth and reefFantastic expectations amazing revelationsFinal execution and resurrectionFreeing expressions as revolutionfinding everything and realizingF. E. A. R. (you’ve got a fear)
Her hairSoft drifted snowDeath whiteWe die tomorrow Well she hatesAll that she doesBut she givesIt all that she's got Until the sky turns greenThe grass is several shades of blueEvery member of parliament trips on glue Until the sky turns greenAnd the grass is several shades of blueEvery member of parliament trips on glue It takes all these things and all my timeTill my sugar spun sister's happyWith this love of mineIt'll take all these things and oh much more I've paidFor fifteen or moreBut my gutsCan't take many moreMy hands Are stuck to my jeansAnd she knows, she knowsWhat this must mean She wakes up with the sunShe asks me what is all the fussAs she gave me more than she thought she shouldShe wakes up with the sunI think what have I doneAs I gave her more than I thought I wouldIt takes all these things and all my timeTill my sugar spun sister's happyWith this love of mine Yeah yeah yeahThe candy floss girlThe sticky fingered boyOh that sister of mineYeah
F off – это сегодняшняя фестивальная страсть. Если в прошлом году на фестивалях все крутилось вокруг буквы Z (RaZorlight, FranZ Ferdinand, The Zutons), то Reading и Leeds 2004 все заполнены буквой F...
Fat Boy Slim и Pet Shop Boys объединились с The Strokes для того, чтобы пожертововать эксклюзивными треками, предоставив их для скачивания с нового музыкального сайта «Детей войны» (warchildmusic.com).
На этой неделе: у всех новые альбомы и синглы, и только Стив Тайлер все судится.
На этой неделе все творят: Том Делонж пишет книгу, FKA Twigs снимается в кино, а остальные пишут альбомы.
На этой неделе: Шон Леннон в восторге от Эммы Стоун, Kaiser Chiefs расплачиваются конфетами, а Coldplay становятся хедлайнерами Гласто-2024.
На этой неделе: Джон Лайдон выступает против мигрантов, Шерон Осборн – против Адель, а Ник Кейв готовит пластинку.
Сегодня немного о том, как важно заботиться о собственном здоровье.
На этой неделе: Ноэл Галлахер шлет к чертям акустику, Мэтт Беллами пишет музыку для «1984», а Билли Пайпер вспоминает Эми Уайнхаус.
На этой неделе: Yungblud – о своей «иммерсивной» книге, Лиам Галлахер – о том, под какую песню Blur он плакал, а Луи Томлинсон – о шипперах.
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