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::: Elliott Smith - From a Basement on the Hill :::

Jedan od najsvježijih članova elitnog društva mrtvih pjesnika, Elliott Smith, posthumno objavljuje album dva dana prije godišnjice smrti. Izvršio je samoubojstvo 21.10.2003., a priča sa ovim album je dosta slična onoj uz album 'Sketches for My Sweetheart the Drunk' Jeff Buckleya. Naime, Buckley je taj album odlučio ponovo snimiti prije izdavanja jer nije bio zadovoljan učinjenim, međutim tragična smrt spriječila ga je u tome. Smith, iako je bio bliže dovršetku albuma, također nije bio u mogućnosti utjecati na konačni 'izgled' ovog djela.
Ipak, kao krajnji produkt izašlo je još jedno vrhunsko umjetničko djelo ovog singer-songwritera i nema razloga sada razbijati glavu kako bi sve to zvučalo da je ovaj ostao sa nama. 'From a Basement on the Hill' je predivna uglazbljena poezija, uz čije sam se opetovano preslušavanje ponovo osjećao kao teenager, skidajući sa Neta riječi pjesama, kako bih ulovio i one male djeliče misli koji su mi uspjeli promaknuti. Zvuk na albumu kreće se u rasponu od akustičnog Folk-popa, pa do mračnog distorziranog Indie-rocka. Mogu samo obečati uskoro malo opširniji tekst posvećen Elliott Smitu i za kraj vam preporučiti da iskoristite priliku dok se album još može skinuti sa interneta, a nači ćete ga na Easymp3s.com .... Album možete i preslušati na www.elliottsmith.com .

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Prilažem i riječi dvije lijepe i 'znakovite' pjesme sa 'From a Basement on the Hill'....

Let's get lost

i've been outside
invited in
but i couldn't abide
wouldn't miss it again
burning every bridge that i cross
to find some beautiful place to get lost
i had true love
i made it die
i pushed her away
she said please stay
burning every bridge that i cross
to find some beautiful place to get lost
to find some beautiful place to get lost
well i don't know where i'll go now
and i don't really care who follows me there
but i'll burn every bridge that i cross
and find some beautiful place to get lost
and find some beautiful place to get lost


A fond farewell

the litebrite's now black and white
cause you took apart a picture that wasn't right
pitch burning on a shining sheet
the only maker that you want to meet
a dying man in a living room
who's shadow paces the floor
who'll take you out in the open door
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
he said really i just wanna dance
good and evil matched perfect it's a great romance
i can deal with some physic pain
if it'll slow down my higher brain
veins full of disappearing ink
vomiting in the kitchen sink
disconnecting from the missing link
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
i see you're leaving me and taking up with the enemy
the cold comfort of the in between
a little less than a human being
a little less than a happy high
a little less than a suicide
the only things that you really tried
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what i'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right
fond farewell to a friend
this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend


Post je objavljen 12.11.2004. u 15:05 sati.