poniedziałek, 30 maja 2011

night 189 - The Smiths - Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me




Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

So, tell me how long
Before the last one ?
And tell me how long
Before the right one ?

The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on
The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on

Oh, GOES ON
And on
Oh, goes on
And on

night 188 - Low - Lullaby




cross over and turn
feel the spot don't let it burn
we all want we all yearn
be soft don't be stern

lullaby
was not supposed to make you cry
I sang the words I meant
I sang

night 187 - Wire - "Heartbeat"




I feel icy
I feel cold
I feel old
Is there something there behind me?
I'm sublime

I feel empty
I feel dark
I remark
I am mesmerized
By my own beat
Like a heartbeat
(In it's own beat)

piątek, 27 maja 2011

night 186 - Laika - Uneasy

Bardzo nie lubię klipu do tej piosenki. Generalnie łatwo nie jest...



I disappoint you
You give up on me
I disappoint you
You give up on me

Dust of the earth and light of the plains
When will I know I will see you again
Dust of the earth and light of the plains
When will I know I will see you again

You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

Fate tells lies
Maybe tonight maybe here
Fate tells lies
Maybe tonight maybe here

What can I say when words have no place
Can the earth beneath shoulder my weight
What can I say when words have no place
Can the earth beneath shoulder my weight

You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

Fire in my head
Cloud in my mouth
Fire in my head
Cloud in my mouth

Old skin don't you know this face
Nothing to be gained here in this place
Old skin don't you know this face
Nothing to be gained here in this place

You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

Feel a bit false
Uneasy
Feel a bit false
Uneasy

Raw bony ghost waiting by my door
Biding his time what's he waiting for
Raw bony ghost waiting by my door
Biding his time what's he waiting for

You never miss the water till the well runs dry
You never miss the sun till it leaves the sky
Only know when it's too late to try
You never love a man till he says goodbye
Cold wind blew my spirit away
It's gone for a year and a day
I ought to get out of this place
One of these days one of these

night 185 - Múm - The ghosts you draw on my back

Piosenka o nieodwzajemnionej i niespełnionej miłości. Obrazek z "El Topo" Jodorowsky'ego. Genialne połączenie, chociaż jakość słaba...



the wind plays flute
through the cellar door
and on my windowsill
plays a sad old song
i hope tonight
you will touch my hair
and draw ghosts on my back

walk the shore
to impossible
shout at screaming waves
shout at silent rocks
i think tonight
i'll dream of salty tongues
so tears drips down my leg

night 184 - Arab Strap - Pulled

Piosenka o tym, że myślenie zabija, a w najlepszym wypadku nie pozwala spać.






I was trying to sleep, but my heart-rate wasn't fooled.
It was at least the back of four when you phoned to tell me that you'd pulled.
You met him in a club and he's nice.
You hope he doesn't think you're slack.
But he's waiting in the next room and you think you'd better get back.
I'm trying to sleep, but I'm staring and I'm thinking.
And my bed's fucking huge.
And you and him are drinking.
I'm glad that I'm going.
That I'll soon be away.
I wish you'd just ask her 'cause it's not something I can say.

night 183 - Lali Puna - Scary World Theory

Mnie ta piosenka naprawdę przeraża. Nie ma nic trudniejszego niż walka z demonami we własnej głowie.




I've never said you'll have to
be afraid
of the cookie monster
beside your bed

It's not the real
The real one's in your head
Beyond control
The true one cuts you dead

It's a real fight
It's a war

When destruction takes over
There is no escape
Every shot on target
Perpetrator knows how to strike

night 182 - Only Love Can Break Your Heart - Saint Etienne

night 181 - El Perro Del Mar - Party

night 180 - Britta Persson - You Are Not My Boyfriend

Zaległości, zaległości... od czwartku, kurdens.



You are not my boyfriend Well a lot of people ain't The fact that you do not want me Makes me not wanting you Next time I make out it won't be with you I could not have done it different I always have to say it all How could love be hidden In a way I am proud I want you to feel something If not love, hate will do Next time I make out it won't be with you Next time I make out Next time I make out

niedziela, 22 maja 2011

night 179 - Get Well Soon - I sold my hands for food so please feed me

Uwielbiam za tytuł.




Wanted more than the world could give
And bear a child inside dead already
With your fist that's bleeding from times of war
All you aim for is an untied breath
And for the case you should fail you brought your knife along
I will be so sad to hear you're dead
Nature's built a wall around you
And that's the house you'll live in forever
Punch a hole into with your love
Don't you cry for I love your thought
Don't let your fiery soul burn down
We're in this together - we'll always be
Fight your war inside your jail
I see you fidget hard in your trap
Smashed your head at the wall - this far you got

night 178 - Devotchka - How It Ends




Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast.
Gonna put it to the test.
You want it to be blessed.
And in your heart,
You know it to be true,
You know what you gotta do.
They all depend on you.
And you already know.
Yeah, you already know how this will end.

There is no escape,
From the slave-catchers' songs.
For all of the loved ones gone.
Forever's not so long.
And in your soul,
They poked a million holes.
But you never let 'em show.
C'mon it's time to go.

And
You
Already know.
Yeah, you already know
How this will end.

Now you've seen his face.
And you know that there's a place,
In the sun,
For all that you've done,
For you and your children.
No longer shall you need.
You always wanted to believe,
Just ask and you'll receive,
Beyond your wildest dreams.

And
You
Already know.
Yeah, you already know
How this will end.

You already know (You already know)
You already know (you already know)
You already love will end

środa, 18 maja 2011

night 177 - Lightspeed Champion - Back To Black




He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high and my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I go back to black

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black

I go back to
I go back to

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her, and I go back to

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

night 176 - The Drums - Down By The Water

Pozornie to nie jest smutna piosenka, ale jakby streścić tekst to chodzi o to, że miłość bywa ciężka i czasem kogoś trzeba nosić na rękach, a wtedy można dostać na przykład przepukliny i to jest smutne. I ten rozpaczliwy wokal! Piosenka na wczoraj oczywiście:)
Potym jak wrzuciłam już najsmutniejsze piosenki świata mam lekki kryzys, ale nie poddaję się.




if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

everybody's gotta love some one
but i just wanna love you dear
everybody's gotta feel something
but i just want to be with you, my dear

i know it's hard
i know it's hard
i know it's hard to be in this position
if they stop loving you
i won't stop loving you
if they stop needing you
i'll still need you, my dear

if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

you've gotta believe me
when i say
when i say the word forever
and whatever
comes your way
oh we'll still be together

i know it's hard
i know it's hard
but i understand you, just take my hand

if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

if you fall asleep down by the water
baby i'll carry you, all the way home

poniedziałek, 16 maja 2011

night 175 -The Antlers - Atrophy

Kategorycznie zabraniam smutnym ludziom słuchać tej płyty, a wesołym - nie polecam. Wiem co mówię, przesłuchałam ją jakieś 10 razy, żeby wybrać "najweselszą" piosenkę, co się ostatecznie nie udało, więc wybrałam najciekawszy performens... Najsmutniejsza, najbardziej depresyjna rzecz, jaką w życiu słyszałam. W wersji live prawie nie do zniesienia.




You've been living a while in the front of my skull, making orders
You've been writing me rules, shrinking maps and redrawing borders
I've been repeating your speeches, but the audience just doesn't follow
Because I'm leaving out words, punctuations, and it sounds pretty hollow

I've been living in bed because now you tell me to sleep
I've been hiding my voice and my face and you decide when I eat

In your dreams I'm a criminal, horrible, sleeping around
While you're awake I'm impossible, constantly letting you down

Little porcelain figurines, glass bullets you shoot at the wall
Threats of castration for crimes you imagine when I miss your call
With the bite of the teeth of that ring on my finger, I'm bound to your bedside, your eulogy singer
I'd happily take all those bullets inside you and put them inside of myself

"Someone, oh anyone, tell me how to stop this
She's screaming, expiring, and I'm her only witness
I'm freezing, infected, and rigid in that room inside her
No one's going to come as long as I lay still in bed beside her"

niedziela, 15 maja 2011

night 173 - Lost In The Trees - "All Alone In An Empty House"




I spent my whole life on you
And i built you a gorgeous house
to put up with your bitched mouth
And i've thrown all my dreams right out

And i'm so selfless here
i'm so selfless here
there's a cloud in my head
i'm so selfless here

and what do you want from me
i've burried my own babies
and i live all lone in an empty house
i've thrown all my dreams right out

and i'm so lonely here
i'm so lonely here
there's a cloud in my head
i'm so lonely here

so i tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
tend the garden
build the stone wall
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
it's something dirty
something dirty
what are you hiding
what are you hiding
something dirty
where is the baby
where is the baby
where is the baby
go the baby
you touched the baby
you must be crazy
i must be crazy
i touched the baby
hide in the tower
hide in the tower
hide in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
right in the tower
For all i care cause i hear your soul
and how i hate your soul
will the church protect me
how i hate your soul
are we leaving
are we ever leaving
we've got black spots in our eyes
are we ever leaving
nowhere
never meant to hurt anyone
never meant to hurt anyone
no plunge holes into the wall
but never hurt anyone
no,no one is perfect
and, no one is perfect
we've got holes in our heart
no one is perfect

sobota, 14 maja 2011

night 172 - Migala - The Guilt




If I could for a minute, succumb to the disaster of everyday, to let me go, let of cling to... I guess it would be possible to crash with one of the strangers that I cross by the street and have a premonition of happiness. But now, it's sure that I can't, and probably that's why one ghost comes every night to rock my stupid guilt, and why its way's a ring of fire. And when I finally sleep it's always the same dream, sand falling fast in a glass bell. The sand very clean, the glass so weak.

piątek, 13 maja 2011

night 171 - Calexico - "Black Heart"




spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart
can't find no poison, now I've got no cure
fangs are stuck inside my skin

payne county line
watching unjust claims
one man's righteousness is another man's
long haul, sentence carried out
long haul, counting the miles
to the four corners of the world

spring is rusted shut, faith's coiled and cracked
apparitions worth their weight in gold
scratched in metal, name erodes away
hands are scarred, heart is charred
burnt though, and ashen

trip on fence post line
sifting through the remains
one man's close pursuit is another man's
last chance, make it through the divide
last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this
black heart, sweeping over the land
black heart, crawling it's way
to the four corners of the world

wtorek, 10 maja 2011

night 170 - The Notwist - Where In This World




Where in this world could I go
But to the plane
Where in this world could I go
But to the speeding train
Where in this world could I go
But to the road
That takes me away

There's no escape from this circling place
No no escape from this circling place
With all of us here on this circling place
There's no good night
It's not a good night

Where in this world could I go
But to the wires
Where in this world could I go
But to the speeding wires
Where in this world could I go
But to the chord
That takes me away

There's no escape from this circling place
No no escape from this circling place
With all of us here on this speeding place
There's no good night
It's not a good night

There's no escape from this circling place
No no escape from this circling place
With all of us here on this circling place
There's no good night
It's not a good night

There's no escape from this circling place
No no escape from this circling place
With all of us here on this speeding place
There's no good night
It's not a good night

poniedziałek, 9 maja 2011

night 169 - Inara George - Fools Work




Life can be hard, but it can be good to you
Saving all your money like a fool
But your know better, it can be cruel
Listen awhile and I will sing to you
Tear apart my body and you'll see
My heart is beating and so I'm free

I've been good to you
I've been good to you
What have I put through?
No, I've been good to you
Haven't I been good to you?

Take up your hands, lift them off your eyes
Couldn't it be wrong to think you're mad?
With such a face now, how long and sad
I learned way, I learned away from you
From walking on a line, I keep some poise
But I'm all wrong now, I make no noise

I've been good to you
I've been good to you
What have I put through?
No, I've been good to you
Haven't I been good to you?

niedziela, 8 maja 2011

night 168 - Cold War Kids - I've Seen Enough




How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends

I've seen enough
Of nothing news
The blacker stain on history
or last laugh blues
Not gonna fight
Not gonna cry
Not gonna shop around for one flag to fly

Ive seen enough
Inventor's age
I've cover up my face
Brownbeaten shame
I've got the itch
I feel the sting
Like fallen in to the deepest sleep
Telephone rings

How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends

I've seen enough
The angry mob
Yeah they were unison da-da-da
They can't be stopped
Sitting at home, making plans
Dont wanna be another silly set of, accident hands.

How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends

night 167 - Stina Nordenstam - Everyone Else In The World

Sobota.





You'll have to stand perfectly still
You'll have to close your eyes
And when I am finished
I don't believe you can go
Everyone else in the world
Would love me by now
Would love me from day one
But not you
Everyone else in the world
Would love me by now
Would love me in a crowd
But not you
False promises of love
Are still promises of love
Just look this direction
And I'll consider you mine
Everyone else in the world
Would love me by now
Would love me from day one
But not you
Everyone else in the world
Would love me by now
Would love me in a crowd
But not you

night 166 - Gus Gus - Why?

Piosenka o potrzebie i braku miłości i trochę o tęsknocie za tą utraconą.




Tomorrow is just another day,
when I let the sunshine meet my conscience.
You told me stories, giving me new ideas.
But then only you, you know the answers.

I wait longing for you, baby.
There's no one around me, wanting me...
Cause you know, and I know, enough to understand.
I'm a warm waiting idol, above.

Is this what you want?
Do you want a piece of mine?
Tell me now, are you short of cash?
Our thing was made to last.
Tell me, tell me now.
Tell me why.

Yet enough that day is waiting.
Love don't mean nothing, 'cause I'm alive, oh...
Hear me out, hear me out, I'm calling, strolling,
with an airplane ticket, and nowhere to go, nowhere to go...

Is this what you want?
Do you want a piece of mine?
Tell me now, are you short of cash?
Our thing was made to last.
Tell me, tell me now.
Tell me now.

Is this what you want?
Do you want a piece of mine?
Tell me now, are you short of cash?
Our thing was made to last.
Tell me, tell me now.
Tell me, tell me now.
Tell me, tell me now.
Tell me why...

czwartek, 5 maja 2011

night 165 - Placebo - Song To Say Goodbye (Live)

‎Dzisiaj tak banalnie, bo pożegnania są smutne, banalne i nieuniknione. Przepraszam za Placebo (znowu:), ale ta piosenka jest akurat w tym temacie niezastąpiona.




You are one of god's mistakes.
You crying, tragic waste of skin.
I'm well aware of how it aches.
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face.
Though I don't like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space.

My oh my.
A song to say goodbye.
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.

You were Mother Nature's son.
Someone to whom I could relate.
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate,
Now I'm trying to wake you up,
To pull you from the liquid sky.
Cause if I don't we'll both end up with just your songs that say goodbye.

My oh my.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say,
Before our innocence was lost you were always one of those blessed with lucky sevens,
And a voice that made me cry.
It's a song to say goodbye

środa, 4 maja 2011

night 164 - The Soundtrack of Our Lives - Second Life Replay




I killed myself today
For second life replay
I killed myself today

I had too many lives
I did it to survive
So I killed myself today

But somehow I'm not dead
I'm still inside a head
To testify what's real
When truth is to believe

I killed myself today
For second life replay
Yeah, I killed myself today

I killed myself today
(I killed myself today)
For legendary fame
(For legendary fame)
I blew myself away

I did it in a crowd
(Killed myself today)
The echo was about
(For second life replay)
The old familiar shame

But somewhere I'll survive
To make you feel alive
So you could all reload
Your dreams and all your hopes

I killed myself today
(I killed myself today)
For second life replay
(For second life replay)
Yeah, I had to leave this game

But I'll return tomorrow
Alive to learn again

Alive to learn tomorrow
Alive to learn again

wtorek, 3 maja 2011

night 163 - Camera Obscura - "Hands Up Baby"

Dziś na dobranoc taki słodki drobiazg o miłości, nienawiści i zabijaniu.




I've been hanging round
Everywhere you go in town
Watching you forget me

I want to see you crack
I'm going to get you back
Put your hands up baby

You're talking to me like I'm in your debt
You don't remember things I can't forget

Now you don't look so well
Turn that gun back on yourself
And take a load off baby

I've had enough this time
Give me back my boots you swine
It's your fault you hate me

I only hate you 'cause I hate myself
It breaks my heart that I can't wish you well

Now I could end this here
Die and take you with me dear
It could be so easy

I don't care what you do
I'll still be rid of you
Just make your mind up baby

I'll turn around I'll walk away from you
If I turn back I'll be the death of you

poniedziałek, 2 maja 2011

night 162 - Does It Offend You, Yeah? - Wrong Time Wrong Planet | Don't Say We Di...

Jako że wczoraj wieczorem pochłonęła mnie jakaś czarna dziura i wypluła dopiero dziś późnym popołudniem, załączam adekwatny utwór.




You're in luck
I'm waiting for the show to begin
I'm waiting for the stars to cave in
My first test as the king

I'm in a rush
I'm rollin' with the best for awhile
We do it but they do it with style
Yet no hint of a smile

Ooooh...

I've puked up
I'm happy now the pills have gate in
I'm happy but I get there with sync
What a state to be in

And when the heart submerge
The days and the months that I've had
Breathing just as slow as I can
I can't wait to begin

Do you agree, that we all, should be living in the outer space?

The current moves up
I'm thinking of the joy that I've had
And what thing to take off this land
So here we go with the bank

We all strapped up
And ready to get out of this place
Now light it up and send me to space
So I can kiss the Moon's face

Ooooh...

night 161 - Mr. Bungle - Retrovertigo

Miałam podkraść Korzeniowi "Pink Cigarette" (30-dniowa Pattonologia), ale ostatecznie wybieram coś bardziej uniwersalnego, a zarazem będącego świetnym komentarzem do otaczającej mnie rzeczywistości. Piosenka na niedzielę (w sam raz zamiast kazania;).




Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest
Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There's a vintage thirst returning
But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo
A tribute to false memories
With conviction
Cheap imitation
Is it fashion or disease?
Post-ironic
Remains a mouth to feed
Sell the rights
To your blight
And you'll eat
See the vintage robot wearied
Then awakened by revision theories
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo