Would you care for color if you were blind?
Would you listen to my words if you could only see my lips move?
You search these faces for a smile, but you can't see them with your eyes
Come to me,
Feel with me,
See with me,
This world has changed.......
The world has now forgotten you, for you have done that first!
Would you rather listen to the wind?
Would you rather search the stars for signs?
For it is us you live with, and we have never ever closed our eyes!
What do I need your comfort for?
if there is no place to live...
Your angel cheeks are stained with blood,
your hand evoking fear in me...
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.
O prioritetai man pastaruoju metu yra nauji leidimai. Dar kitas dalykas, kad naujos grupės dažnai jau nebepateikia nieko įdomaus man. Ar bent nesilygina su savo "pirmtakais", kad norėtųsi į juos gilintis.
Nauji atradimai lieka tikrai paskutinėje vietoje ir praktiškai pamirštami. Kartais tik, jeigu pagal asociaciją su kita grupe atrandu, perklausau kokias kelias dainas, ir dažnai tuo ir pasibaigia, nes reikia grįžti prie prioritetų.
Tai panaši dilema ir man. Mano JAU mėgstamos grupės kepa kūrybą tempais, kurie man žiauriai per dideli, o čia dar naujas grupes atradinėti. Dažniausiai pas mane atradimai dabar būna "nes Spotify algoritmas išmetė", o ne intentional prisėdimai prie kažko
Nes pasirodo, juose gali slėptis įdomių, netikėtų dalykų. Pvz., netyčia atradau vieną bitlų dainą, nuo kurios užsikabinau, ir paaiškėjo visas Yellow Submarine albumas įdomus. Bet kur čia spėsi perklausyt, kai tiek naujų reikia peržvelgti...
2008 m. vasario 25 d. 17:27:27
Would you listen to my words if you could only see my lips move?
You search these faces for a smile, but you can't see them with your eyes
Come to me,
Feel with me,
See with me,
This world has changed.......
The world has now forgotten you, for you have done that first!
Would you rather listen to the wind?
Would you rather search the stars for signs?
For it is us you live with, and we have never ever closed our eyes!
What do I need your comfort for?
if there is no place to live...
Your angel cheeks are stained with blood,
your hand evoking fear in me...
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.