ponedjeljak, 29.01.2007.
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Kol'ko ih ima, jebote kol'ko ih ima!!
Evo me natrag   Nakon par recenzijica odlučio sam se na nekaj novo, bar što se tiče glazbe  Vi koji me poznajete, a i koji čitate ovaj blog znate da ja jako volim svirati, a neki od njih znaju i koliko to pjesama ja znam i mogu svirati  Stoga sam se odlučio napisati sve pjesme koje znam svirati. Bojom ću označit pjesme koje redovito sviram s društvom  Upozorenje: neke pjesme ovdje spomenute moram proći, tako da, ukoliko se odlučite za neke pjesme, prije mi javite da ih mogu uvježbat Ovo su sve pjesme koje sam naučio svirati u tri i pol godine koliko inače sviram Vežite se, polijećemoooooooooo!!!! Krećem od domaćih A Aerodrom - Digni me visoko Alen Islamović - Moja Sele Alen Islamović - Haj nek' se čuje čuje Animatori - Male curice Animatori - Dok ležim cijeli dan u sjeni Animatori - Kao ogledala Animatori - Ljeto nam se vratilo Animatori - Anđeli nas zovu da im skinemo krila Azra - A šta da radim Azra - Fa fa fa Azra - Užas je moja furka Azra - Balkan Azra - Odlazak u noć Azra - Marina B Bijelo Dugme - Ne spavaj mala moja Bijelo Dugme - Nakon svih ovih godina Bijelo Dugme - Na zadnjem sjedištu moga auta Bijelo Dugme - Lažeš Bijelo Dugme - Sve će to mila moja... Bijelo Dugme - Lipe cvatu Bijelo Dugme - Padaju zvijezde Bijelo Dugme - Ružica si bila, sada više nisi Bijelo Dugme - Tako ti je mala moja kad ljubi Bosanac Bijelo Dugme - Selma Bijelo Dugme - Milicija trenira strogoću Bijelo Dugme - Ima neka tajna veza Bijelo Dugme - Mramor, kamen i željezo Bijelo Dugme - Pristao sam bit ću sve što hoće Bijelo Dugme - Ha ha ha Bijelo Dugme - Doživjeti stotu Bijelo Dugme - A i ti me iznevjeri Bijelo Dugme - Napile se ulice Boris Novković - Tamara (Kuda idu izgubljene djevojke) Boris Novković - Mi smo jači i od sudbine Boris Novković - Bijeli golub Boris Novković - Malo nas je al' nas ima Boris Novković - Ajša Boris Novković - Više ništa nije kao prije Boris Novković - Dok svira radio C Crvena Jabuka - Ima nešto od srca do srca Crvena Jabuka - Nekako s proljeća Crvena Jabuka - To mi radi Crvena Jabuka - Tuga, ti i ja Crvena Jabuka - Ne govori više Crvena Jabuka - Zovu nas ulice Crvena Jabuka - Ti znaš Crvena Jabuka - Tugo, nesrećo Crvena Jabuka - Da nije ljubavi Crvena Jabuka - Tvoga srca vrata Crvena Jabuka - Sviđa mi se ova stvar D Daleka Obala - Ruzinavi brod Daleka Obala - 14 palmi Daleka Obala - 80-te Divlje Jagode - Dobro došla ljubavi Divlje Jagode - Kap po kap Divlje Jagode - Jedina moja Divlje Jagode - Marija Divlje Jagode - Krivo je more Divlje Jagode - Zauvijek tvoj Divlje Jagode - Ne želiš kraj Divlje Jagode - Šejla Divlje Jagode - Motori Dino Merlin - Umri prije smrti Dino Merlin - Kad zamirišu jorgovani (samo u posebnim prilikama *prst u Đubi :)*) F Film - Srce na cesti Film - Doći ću ti u snovima Film - Mi nismo sami Film - Sjećam se prvog poljupca Film - Dobre vibracije Film - E moj druže beogradski Film - Bili cvitak Film - Valovi G Gibonni - Vrime da se pomirim sa svitom Gibonni - Hodaj Gibonni - Činim pravu stvar Gibonni - Projdi vilo Gibonni - Dvije duše Gibonni - Ovo mi je škola Gibonni - Judi, zviri i beštimje Gibonni - Život me umorio Gibonni - Posoljeni zrak i razlivena tinta Gibonni - Zlatne godine Gibonni - U ljubav vjere nemam (feat. Oliver) Gibonni - Tebe nisam bio vrijedan H Hladno Pivo - Svi smo ga mi voljeli Hladno Pivo - Šank Hladno Pivo - Ljetni hit Hladno Pivo - Roštilj Hladno Pivo - Šamar Hladno Pivo - Teško je ful biti kul Hladno Pivo - Zimmer frei Hladno Pivo - Samo za taj osjećaj Hladno Pivo - Mlohava čuna Hladno Pivo - Soundtrack za život Hladno Pivo - Tema iz Bitangi i Princeza Hladno Pivo - Ne volim te Hladno Pivo - Buba švabe Haustor - Ena I ITD Band - Lagano umirem N Neki to vole vruće - Kalifornija Neki to vole vruće - Teška vremena P Parni Valjak - Pariz Parni Valjak - Uhvati ritam Parni Valjak - Prokleta nedjelja Parni Valjak - Pusti nek traje Parni Valjak - Molitva Parni Valjak - Sjaj u očima Parni Valjak - Moja je pjesma lagana Parni Valjak - Godine prolaze Parni Valjak - Suzama se vatre ne gase Parni Valjak - Ljubavna Parni Valjak - Mijenjam se Parni Valjak - Zastave Parni Valjak - Lutka za bal Parni Valjak - Gledam je dok spava Parni Valjak - Kada me dotakne Parni Valjak - Što si našla u njemu Parni Valjak - Ostani s njim Parni Valjak - Kao ti Parni Valjak - Stranica dnevnika Parni Valjak - Zagreb ima isti pozivni Parni Valjak - Stojim već satima Parni Valjak - Vrijeme ljubavi Parni Valjak - Neda Parni Valjak - Staška Parni Valjak - Vruće igre Parni Valjak - Ona je tako prokleto mlada Parni Valjak - Ugasi me Parni Valjak - Jesen u meni Prljavo Kazalište - Mojoj majci Prljavo Kazalište - Uzalud vam trud svirači Prljavo Kazalište - Moj dom je Hrvatska Prljavo Kazalište - Sava mirno teče Prljavo Kazalište - Moj bijeli labude Prljavo Kazalište - Tu noć kad si se udavala Prljavo Kazalište - Ma kog me Boga za tebe pitaju Prljavo Kazalište - Marina Prljavo Kazalište - Oprostio mi Bog, mogla bi i ti Prljavo Kazalište - Heroj ulice Prljavo Kazalište - Mi plešemo Prljavo Kazalište - Sve je lako kad si mlad Prljavo Kazalište - Ne zovi mama doktora Prljavo Kazalište - Lupi petama Prljavo Kazalište - Kiše jesenje Prljavo Kazalište - Korak po korak Prljavo Kazalište - Laku noć tebi Zagrebe Prljavo Kazalište - Radio Dubrava Prljavo Kazalište - Previše suza u mom pivu Prljavo Kazalište - Svu noć padala je kiša Psihomodo Pop - Frida Psihomodo Pop - Ja volim samo sebe Psihomodo Pop - Ona odlazi Psihomodo Pop - Nebo Psihomodo Pop - Iste stvari Psihomodo Pop - Ramona Psihomodo Pop - Rano jutro R Riblja Čorba - Kako je lepo biti glup Riblja Čorba - Ostani đubre do kraja Riblja Čorba - Nemoj da ideš mojom ulicom U Urban & 4 - Mala truba Urban & 4 - Budi moja voda Urban & 4 - Robot V Valentino - Ponekad noću dok spava grad Valentino - Oka tvoja dva (samo refren) Vatra - Ruska Vatra - Želim biti ti Vatra - Gorim Z Zvijezde - Nikol Zabranjeno Pušenje - Jugo 45 Ž Željko Bebek - Tijana Željko Bebek - Laku noć svirači  To su bile domaće pjesme - ukupno 172 pjesme znam svirat (s time da tu nisu spomenuti Škoro, Thompson i Srce nije kamen od Toše Proeskog (    ),koju sam naučio samo zbog jedne frendice s kojom se sad već jako dugo nisam čuo pa zato tu pjesmu kao da nikad nisam ni naučio, JASNO?!!!!) A sad strano A Aerosmith - I don't wanna miss a thing AC/DC - Dirty deeds done dirt cheap AC/DC - Highway to hell B Bon Jovi - It's my life Bon Jovi - Livin' on a prayer Bon Jovi - Runaway Bon Jovi - You give love a bad name Bon Jovi - Always Bon Jovi - Bed of roses Bon Jovi - Ugly Bon Jovi - One wild night Bon Jovi - Everyday Bryan Adams - Summer of '69 Bryan Adams - Run to you Bryan Adams - Please forgive me Bryan Adams - Somebody Bryan Adams - Heaven Bryan Adams - Baby when you're gone (with Mel C.) Bruce Springsteen - I Wish I Were Blind Bruce Springsteen - I'm on fire Bruce Springsteen - No surrender Bruce Springsteen - My hometown Bruce Springsteen - Streets of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen - Pay me my money down Bruce Springsteen - Dancing in the dark Bruce Springsteen - Badlands Bruce Springsteen - The river Bruce Springsteen - Born in the USA Bruce Springsteen - Sad eyes Bruce Springsteen - Glory days Bruce Springsteen - Working on the highway Bruce Springsteen - I'm goin' down Bonnie Tyler - It's A Heartache Blondie - Maria Bloodhound Gang - I hope you die Billy Idol - White Wedding Billy Idol - Rebel Yell Blind Guardian - The Bard's song C Chris Rea - The road to hell Coldplay - Clocks Coldplay - Talk Coldplay - Fix you Coldplay - The scientist Coldplay - In my place Clash - I fought the law Clash - Should I stay or should I go D Dire Straits - Sultans of swing Dire Straits - Money for nothing Dire Straits - Walk of life F Franz Ferdinand - Dark of the matinee Franz Ferdinand - Michael Franz Ferdinand - Come on home Franz Ferdinand - Darts of pleasure Franz Ferdinand - Eleanor put your boots on Franz Ferdinand - You're the reason I'm leaving Franz Ferdinand - Walk away Franz Ferdinand - This boy G Green Day - Basketcase Green Day - Deadbeat holiday Green Day - Good riddance (time of your life) Green Day - Boulevard...Green Day - Holiday Green Day - Jesus of Suburbia (i to cijelu!!!  )Green Day - Hitchin' a ride Green Day - Poprocks & coke Green Day - Hold on H Hoobastank - The reason I Bili su Maideni, samo se sad moram prisjećat svih stvari koje donekle znam, a to traje Nekih 10-tak stvari je bilo. L Linkin Park - Numb Linkin Park - Crawling Linkin Park - In the end M, N & O Metallica - Nothing else matters Metallica - The unforgiven Metallica - The unforgiven II Nirvana - Rape me Nirvana - Come as you are Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit Oasis - Wonderwall Offspring - Why don't you get a job P & R Police - Every breath you take Pink Floyd - Wish you were here Ramones - Beat on the brat Ramones - Blitzkrieg bop Ramones - I wanna be sedated Ramones - The KKK took my baby away Ramones - Pet semetary RHCP - Otherside RHCP - Dani California RHCP - Tell me baby RHCP - Snow (Hey oh) RHCP - Californication R.E.M. - Losing my religion R.E.M. - Imitation of life Robbie Williams - Angels Robbie Williams - The road to Mandalay Rasmus - In the shadows Rasmus - Guilty S Savage Garden - To the moon and back Sting - Fields of gold Scorpions - Wind of change Styx - Boat on the river Survivor - Eye of the tiger U U2 - With Or Without You U2 - Pride U2 - Where The Streets Have No Name U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For U2 & Green Day - The Saints Are Coming V Verve - Bittersweet symphony Vjerojatno ih je još, ali bi to bilo to. Stranih se pjesama nakupilo najmanje 118, ali kad bih ih se još prisjetio brojka bi premašila 130 pjesama. Gledajući ukupno, znam oko nekih 300 pjesama (         )i treba izabrati pravu pjesmu, a dragi ljudi koji me znaju da često zastanem dok pjevam- treba zapamtit toliko tekstova ,tako da ćete mi, nakon što ste ovo pročitali, možda to i oprostiti, a ja ću vam i dalje svirati petkom i subotom Pozdravčeeek svima!!!! Puse milim i meni dragim osobama (oni znaju tko su  ).Pišemo se uskoro!!! |
subota, 27.01.2007.
U2 - The Joshua Tree
Jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeejjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj!!!! Evo mene natrag Did you miss me? Nismo se dugo čuli, pa je vrijeme i da se to promijeni. Nakon kritika koje ste uputili (više-manje )na Bruce Springsteenov megajebeni album Born in the USA, vrijeme je da okrenemo novu stranicu na blogu Daklem, *khm, khm*, prije svega bih htio zahvaliti miloj djevojci brook ( )na puuuuuuno komentara (još mi je ostalo puse velike ko Rusija )i na riječima utjehe i korisnih savjeta. *plješće za brook* Dalje se pošteno moram zahvalit Tamari na svojoj prpošnosti i planovima za budućnost (njenima, ne mojim, Pivac, da znaš)... a i na tome što mi je donijela Green Day pa ću joj naučit svirat još nekoliko pjesama *s oduševljenjem plješće* A i da ne zaboravim naše rukometaše koji iz utakmice u utakmicu pokazuju da im trenutno nema premca  I iako mi oduzimaju pola života po utakmici, uspiju pobijedit Ovo prvenstvo je naše!!! *troši glasnice na njih* I vama svima ostalima koji vjerno pratite ovaj blog, vama također hvala E, a sada da se okrenem naslovu posta: Nema osobe koja nije čula za U2, irski rock bend koji je na glazbenoj sceni još od početka 80-tih godina, iako je osnovan 1976. godine. Čak i oni neupućeni u rock glazbu čuli su npr. With or without you, Elevation, Beautiful Day, The Saints Are Coming (feat. Green Day) etc. Članovi benda: Paul Hewson (Bono)- vokal Dave Evans (The Edge)- gitara Adam Clayton- bas Larry Mullen jr.- bubnjevi Grupa koja je poznata ne samo po svojoj glazbi, nego i po svojim djelima izvan glazbenog polja (pogotovo Bono- humanitarac kakvog nema) Njihov najbolji album objavljen je 1987. godine i nazvan je The Joshua Tree. Album se zadržao na broju 1 glazbenih ljestvica u 22 zemlje. Sadrži 11 pjesama: Where The Streets Have No Name I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For With Or Without You Bullet The Blue Sky Running To Stand Still Red Hill Mining Town In God's Country Trip Through Your Wires One Tree Hill Exit Mothers of the Disappeared Where The Streets Have No Name- "Adrenaline-pumping" pjesma koja u prvih pola minute nekome može ubit volju za slušanjem albuma jer su korištene samo klavijature, ali tada ulazi Edge sa svojim rifom prepoznatljivim za pjesme U2, Larry u suradnji s Adamom koji općenito odaju dojam jednog stroja u punoj snazi, te na kraju- Bono sa svojim prepoznatljivim i moćnim glasoms pravom ovoj pjesmi daju epitet jedne od najboljih pjesama s Joshua Tree, ako ne i najboljih pjesama U2-a uopće. "I wanna run, I want to hide I wanna tear down the walls That hold me inside. I wanna reach out And touch the flame Where the streets have no name. I wanna feel sunlight on my face. I see the dust-cloud Disappear without a trace. I wanna take shelter From the poison rain Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name. We're still building and burning down love Burning down love. And when I go there I go there with you (It's all I can do). The city's a flood, and our love turns to rust. We're beaten and blown by the wind Trampled in dust. I'll show you a place High on a desert plain Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name. We're still building and burning down love Burning down love. And when I go there I go there with you (It's all I can do) Our love turns to rust. We're beaten and blown by the wind blown by the wind, oh, yes it does Our love turns to rust. We're beaten and blown by the wind blown by the wind And when I go there I go there with you (It's all I can do)" I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For- koliko puta ste se našli u sitjuejšn kada ste pomislili da imate sve, a zapravo vam još nekaj fali i vi ne znate što je to točno što vam fali? Točno o tome priča ovaj klasik U2-a. Slušajući ovu pjesmu, čovjek osjeća nekakvu povezanost sa širokim i ravnim poljima, nošen vjetrom i grijan zlatnim suncem s neba- ukratko, čovjek je povezan sa slobodom. With Or Without You- Jedna riječ. Klasik!!! Najpoznatija pjesma U2-a, megahit u svoje vrijeme, jedna od najboljih pjesama ikada snimljenih. Larry i Adam lupaju jedan te isti ritam, Bonov moćan glas i Edgeove male majstorije na gitari od ove su pjesme načinili apsolutni hit nad hitovima. Svi koji su čuli ovu pjesmu znaju o čemu govorim "See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side. I wait for you. Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait And I wait without you With or without you With or without you. Through the storm, we reach the shore You gave it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you With or without you With or without you. I can't live with or without you. And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give, and you give And you give yourself away. My hands are tied, my body bruised She got me with nothing to win And nothing else to lose. And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give, and you give And you give yourself away. With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you. With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you With or without you" Bullet The Blue Sky- moćna pjesma u kojoj je količina bijesa, frustracije i boli toliko opipljiva da se može prstima kidati. Gitarski riff ti odaje dojam kao da si zatočen u samome sebi, sam bez ikoga, vrištiš od boli a nitko te ne čuje. "In the howlin' wind Comes a stingin' rain See it drivin' nails Into the souls on the tree of pain. From the firefly A red orange glow See the face of fear Runnin' scared in the valley below. Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue. In the locust wind Comes a rattle and hum. Jacob wrestled the angel And the angel was overcome. You plant a demon seed You raise a flower of fire. We see them burnin' crosses See the flames, higher and higher. Woh, woh, bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue. Suit and tie comes up to me His face red like a rose on a thorn bush Like all the colours of a royal flush And he's peelin' off those dollar bills (Slappin' 'em down) One hundred, two hundred. And I can see those fighter planes And I can see those fighter planes Across the tin huts as children sleep Through the alleys of a quiet city street. Up the staircase to the first floor We turn the key and slowly unlock the door As a man breathes into his saxophone And through the walls you hear the city groan. Outside, is America Outside, is America America. See across the field See the sky ripped open See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound Howlin' the women and children Who run into the arms Of America" Running To Stand Still- totalni chill-out, pjesma koja se našla na albumu kao blago sunce poslije jake oluje. Klavijature, Edge, Bono i prekrasna usna harmonika na kraju- ništa više ne treba u ovoj pjesmi "And so she woke up Woke up from where she was lyin' still. Said I gotta do something About where we're goin'. Step on a fast train Step out of the driving rain, maybe Run from the darkness in the night. Singing ah, ah la la la de day Ah la la la de day. Sweet the sin, bitter the taste in my mouth. I see seven towers, but I only see one way out. You gotta cry without weeping, talk without speaking Scream without raising your voice. You know I took the poison, from the poison stream Then I floated out of here, singing Ah la la la de day Ah la la la de day. She walks through the streets With her eyes painted red Under black belly of cloud in the rain. In through a doorway She brings me white golden pearls Stolen from the sea. She is ragin' She is ragin' And the storm blows up in her eyes. She will suffer the needle chill She's running to stand still" Red Hill Mining Town- pjesma sa jakim riječima, lijepo ukomponiranim u ritam i ozračje pjesme, dajući Bonu priliku da pokaže zašto je jedan od najboljih pjevača današnjice. "From father to son The blood runs thin Ooh, see the faces frozen (still) Against the wind. The seam is split The coal-face cracked The lines are long There's no going back. Through hands of steel And heart of stone Our labour day Has come and gone. They leave me holdin' on In Red Hill Town. See the lights go down on ... Hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to. I'm still waiting I'm hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to. The glass is cut The bottle run dry. Our love runs cold In the caverns of the night. We're wounded by fear Injured in doubt. I can lose myself You I can't live without. Yeah, you keep me holdin' on In Red Hill Town. See the lights go down on Hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to. I'm still waiting I'm hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to On to. We scorch the earth Set fire to the sky And we stooped so low To reach so high. A link is lost The chain undone. We wait all day For night to come And it comes like a hunter (child). I'm hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to. I'm still waiting I'm hangin' on You're all that's left to hold on to. We see love, slowly stripped away Our love has seen its better day. Hangin' on Lights go down on Red Hill The lights go down on Red Hill. The lights go down on Red Hill. The lights go down on Red Hill Town" In God's Country- pomalo mistična pjesma, huge amount of energy. Lijepa pjesma u kojoj Edge pokazuje zašto ga smatraju jednim od najboljih gitarista svijeta. "Desert sky, dream beneath the desert sky. The rivers run but soon run dry. We need new dreams tonight. Desert rose, dreamed I saw a desert rose Dress torn in ribbons and bows Like a siren she calls (to me). Sleep comes like a drug in God's country Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God's country Set me alight, we'll punch a hole right through the night. Every day the dreamers die to see what's on the other side. She is liberty, and she comes to rescue me. Hope, faith, her vanity The greatest gift is gold. Sleep comes like a drug in God's country Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God's country Naked flame, she stands with a naked flame I stand with the sons of Cain Burned by the fire of love Burned by the fire of love" Trip Through Your Wires- bluuuuueessss!!!! Harmonika daje takav blueserski štih ovoj pjesmi pomiješan sa prepoznatljivim U2 štihom. Rezultat svega je ova prilično dobra pjesma "In the distance, she saw me comin' round I was callin' out, I was callin' out. Still shakin', still in pain You put me back together again. I was cold and you clothed me, honey I was down, and you lifted me, honey. Angel, angel or devil? I was thirsty And you wet my lips. You, I'm waiting for you You, you set my desire I trip through your wires. I was broken, bent out of shape I was naked in the clothes you made. Lips were dry, throat like rust You gave me shelter from the heat and the dust. No more water in the well No more water, water. Angel, angel or devil? I was thirsty And you wet my lips. You, I'm waiting for you You, you set my desire I trip through your wires. Oh I need, oh I need Oh I need, oh I need it. Oh I need, oh I need All I need, yeah, yeah! Thunder, thunder on the mountain There's a raincloud In the desert sky. In the distance She saw me comin' round I was callin' out I was callin' out" One Tree Hill- dinamična i vrlo dobra pjesma- just like riding a lonely road, connected to freedom and your spirit just breaking to bond with nature and all of it's beauty Slabija verzija I still haven't found what I'm looking for. "We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill As the day begs the night for mercy, love. A sun so bright it leaves no shadows Only scars carved into stone on the face of earth. The moon is up and over One Tree Hill We see the sun go down in your eyes. You run like a river on to the sea You run like a river runs to the sea. And in the world, a heart of darkness, a fire-zone Where poets speak their heart then bleed for it Jara sang, his song a weapon in the hands of love. You know his blood still cries from the ground. It runs like a river runs to the sea. It runs like a river to the sea. I don't believe in painted roses or bleeding hearts While bullets rape the night of the merciful. I'll see you again when the stars fall from the sky And the moon has turned red over One Tree Hill. We run like a river runs to the sea We run like a river to the sea. And when it's rainin', rainin' hard That's when the rain will break a heart. Rainin', rainin' in your heart Rainin' in your heart. Rainin', rain into your heart Rainin', rainin', rainin' Rain into your heart. Rainin', ooh, rain in your heart, yeah. Feel it. Oh great ocean Oh great sea Run to the ocean Run to the sea" Exit- mafia spirit. Kao da ti pjesma govori da se nešto loše sprema i da će se to nešto loše uskoro desiti. Dijelovi pjesme nabijeni su energijom iako to početak pjesme ne bi rekao. "You know he got the cure But then he went astray He used to stay awake To drive the dreams he had away. He wanted to believe In the hands of love. His head it felt heavy As he came across the land A dog started cryin' Like a broken-hearted man At the howling wind At the howling wind. He went deeper into black Deeper into white. He could see the stars shine Like nails in the night. He felt the healing Healing, healing, healing hands of love Like the stars shiny, shiny from above. A hand in the pocket Fingering the steel The pistol weighed heavy And his heart he could feel was beating Beating, beating, beating, Oh my love, oh my love Oh my love, oh my love. So hands that build Can also pull down The hands of love" Mothers of the Disappeared- kao posljednja pjesma na albumu, Mothers Of The Disappeared je jedna čista chill-out pjesma, jednostavna mirna, kao da je se ništa ne pita, ali opet toliko autoritativna i moćna da jednostavno osjetiš taj U2 štih prepoznatljiv u svijetu glazbe. "Midnight, our sons and daughters Were cut down and taken from us. Hear their heartbeat We hear their heartbeat. In the wind we hear their laughter In the rain we see their tears. Hear their heartbeat, we hear their heartbeat. Night hangs like a prisoner Stretched over black and blue. Hear their heartbeats We hear their heartbeats. In the trees our sons stand naked Through the walls our daughter cry See their tears in the rainfall." Sve u svemu, cijeli album odiše nekom pozitivnom vibrom, tako tipičnom za burno razdoblje 80-tih godina i s pravom se može reći da je U2 jedan od bendova koji je zauvijek promijenio rock glazbu i postavio neka nova pravila kojih se drži i do današnjih dana. Rating: 8/10 Mnogi glazbenici u njima vide svoje uzore, milijuni ljudi diljem svijeta slušaju njihovu glazbu, turneje su im više-manje rasprodane, i jedino što još nedostaje je da posjete i naše krajeve. Siguran sam da bi koncert bio rasprodan To bi zasad bilo sve od mene... Pišemo se opet kad mi nekaj "pametno" padne na pamet Pozdravčeeeeeeeeekkkk!!!! |
ponedjeljak, 22.01.2007.
The Boss
U nadi da će se Boss pojaviti na InMusic Festivalu, odlučio sam napraviti recenzijicu jednog njegovog klasika Bruce Springsteen - Born in the USA Naravno, svi ste čuli, pjesmu Born in the USA, komercijalnu verziju "Stars & Stripes"-a, pjesmu s kojom se svaki Amer može poistovjetit, koja se vrti na skoro svakoj utakmici SAD-a (dokaz: ovo je detalj sa sp-a u Njemačkoj 2006 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MnbEFQ60GZQ), i meni osobno jedna od 10 najboljih pjesama ikad snimljenih. Klasik koji ima i našu verziju - "Rođen u Zagrebu" grupe ITD Band. Bruce Springsteen ovom se pjesmom "zacementirao" na vrhovima svih glazbenih ljestvica širom svijeta daleke 1984. godine. Istoimeni album, Born in the USA, do danas je njegov najprodavaniji album svih vremena, a samo u prvoj godini izdavanja tog albuma prodan je u nevjerojatnih 22 milijuna primjerka , a da još ne govorimo o tome koliko je prodao singlica, ploča, kazeta etc, etc.Sam album sadrži 12 pjesama: Born In The U.S.A. Cover Me Darlington County Working On The Highway Downbound Train I'm On Fire No Surrender Bobby Jean Im Goin' Down Glory Days Dancing In The Dark My Hometown Born in the USA - govori o traumama generacije nakon vijetnamskog rata, te radničkoj klasi krajem sedamdesetih i početkom osamdesetih kada se gase velika industrijska postrojenja i i općenito mijenja način života cijelih jednih "working class heroes" generacija, u čiju se tematiku savršeno slaže hrapav i oštar Bruceov glas, kao stvoren za probleme i patnju nižeg sloja populacije. Ovaj veliki hit Ronald Reagan je htio iskoristiti u propagandne svrhe (I h8 politicians  ), ali ga je Springsteen odjebo rekavši mu kako pjesmu nije ni poslušao. Pjesma sama po sebi odiše sarkazmom i ironijom savršeno skrivenim iza patnje "working class heroes" generacije, te patriotizmom u nezaboravnom refrenu: "Born in the USA..."Ovakav bi bio stav Amera - uzeli mi sve, nemam love, stana, hrane, al sam ipak rođen u Americi. Proud to be an American!!! Lyrics: Born down in a dead man's town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground You end up like a dog that's been beat too much Till you spend half your life just covering up Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me" Went down to see my V.A. man He said "Son, don't you understand" I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong They're still there, he's all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I'm ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A. To je, nažalost, i jedina njegova pjesma koju puštaju u močvari  Cover me - tipična Bruceova pjesma sa fenomenalno ukomponiranim solom, laganim za odsvirat gitarskim rifom i fenomenalnim one-riff klavijaturama, i ispala je fenomenalno. Pjesma inače govori o vezi dvoje ljudi čiji starci ne odobravaju tu vezu (stihovi Promise me baby you won't let them find us Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us) i o zadrtosti i mentalnom propadanju društva. Lyrics: The times are tough now, just getting tougher This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Promise me baby you won't let them find us Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us Cover me, shut the door and cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Outside's the rain, the driving snow I can hear the wild wind blowing Turn out the light, bolt the door I ain't going out there no more This whole world is out there just trying to score I've seen enough I don't want to see any more, Cover me, come on and cover me I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Darlington County - jako me podsjeća na "Rođen u Zagrebu". Pjesma koja zrači pozitivnom energijom, ko stvorena za ljetne noćne šetnje uz rivu i mirno more - izaziva te na ples Lyrics: Driving in to Darlington County Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July Driving in to Darlington County Looking for some work on the county line We drove down from New York City Where the girls are pretty but they just want to know your name Driving in to Darlington City Got a union connection with an uncle of Wayne's We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop We got rock and roll music blasting off the T-top singing Sha la la la la la la la la, Sha la la la la la la Hey little girl standing on the corner Today's your lucky day for sure all right Me and my buddy we're from New York City We got two hundred dollars we want to rock all night Girl you're looking at two big spenders Why the world don't know what me and Wayne might do Our pa's each own one of the World Trade Centers For a kiss and a smile I'll give mine all to you Come on baby take a seat on my fender It's a long night and tell me what else were you gonna do Just me and you we could Sha la la... Little girl sitting in the window Ain't seen my buddy in seven days County man tells me the same thing He don't work and he don't get paid Little girl you're so young and pretty Walk with me and you can have your way And we'll leave this Darlington City For a ride down that Dixie Highway Driving out of Darlington County My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the Lord Driving out of Darlington County Seen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper's Ford Sha la la... Working On The Highway - ako te ikoja Springsteenova pjesma može dić u roku odmah, Working On The Highway je definitivno ta. Jednostavna, pršti od energije, gitarski riff jednostavan, ponavlja se kroz veći dio pjesme, klavijature prate rif u notu, bluesy bas note i Bruceov jedinstveni glas kao da te mami na ples i mahnito skakanje po sobi uz čudne poglede staraca i susjeda koji te špijuniraju Kao stvorena za tulume na plaži Sirovost radničke klase, uz Born in the USA, u ovoj pjesmi je toliko jaka da te bode u oči. Lyrics: Friday night's pay night guys fresh out of work Talking about the weekend scrubbing off the dirt Some heading home to their families some looking to get hurt Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts I work for the county out on 95 All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss Someday mister I'm gonna lead a better life than this Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway I met her at a dance down at the union hall She was standing with her brothers back up against the wall Sometimes we'd go walking down the union tracks One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway I saved up my money and I put it all away I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say "Son can't you see that she's just a little girl She don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world" We lit out down to Florida we got along all right One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and white The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day And the judge got mad and he put me straight away I wake up every morning to the work bell clang Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway. Downbound Train - jedna ajmo reći chill-out pjesma, malo žešća verzija njegove jebene stvari The river koja govori o čovjeku koji je imao sve, a odjednom ostao bez ičega jer ga je ostavila cura (hmmm, zakaj mi je to poznato  )Jako lijepa pjesma koju vrtim već dugo bez prestanka. Kroz Bruceov glas osjeća se očaj i nemoć s kojom se mogu poistovjetit mnogi ljudi koji su se našli u takvoj situaciji Lyrics: I had a job, I had a girl I had something going mister in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the carwash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train She just said "Joe I gotta go We had it once we ain't got it any more" She packed her bags left me behind She bought a ticket on the Central Line Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining I feel her kiss in the misty rain And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train Last night I heard your voice You were crying, crying, you were so alone You said your love had never died You were waiting for me at home Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods I ran till I thought my chest would explode There in the clearing, beyond the highway In the moonlight, our wedding house shone I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed The room was dark, our bed was empty Then I heard that long whistle whine And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train I'm on fire - totalni chill-out na albumu, jedna totalno zakon pjesma sa vrlo jednostavnim gitarskim rifom, bubnjevima koji cijelo vrijeme lupaju jedan te isti ritam, te jako jednostavne klavijature i na kraju, Bruceov mističan i hrapav glas daju ovoj pjesmi pomalo spooky feeling savršeno ukomponiran u pjesmu kraću od 3 minute. Pjesma govori o nekoj vrsti ljubavnog trokuta - muškarac, obični šljaker (bar sudeći po spotu) je zapeo za oko udatoj i dobrostojećoj ženi čiji je brak u očitoj krizi, i čovjek je razapet između zdravog razuma i želje za njom. Prvi stihovi pjesme mogli bi lako vući na pedofiliju Lyrics: Hey little girl is your daddy home Did he go away and leave you all alone I got a bad desire I'm on fire Tell me now baby is he good to you Can he do to you the things that I do I can take you higher I'm on fire Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head Only you can cool my desire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire No Surrender - aaaahh, nema nikaj bolje od pobune mladih teenagera, o čemu ova pjesma zapravo i govori. Pjesma je predstavnik američkih srednjoškolaca željnih slobode, markiranja i uživanja u životu. Mami te na ples Rebellion ruuulllzzz!!! Lyrics: We busted out of class had to get away from those fools We learned more from a three minute record than we ever learned in school Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound I can feel my heart begin to pound You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down We made a promise we swore we'd always remember No retreat no surrender Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend No retreat no surrender Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold We swore blood brothers against the wind I'm ready to grow young again And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yards Well maybe we could cut someplace of our own With these drums and these guitars We made a promise we swore we'd always remember No retreat no surrender Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend No retreat no surrender Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim The walls of my room are closing in There's a war outside still raging you say it ain't ours anymore to win I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies in my lover's bed with a wide open country in my eyes and these romantic dreams in my head We made a promise we swore we'd always remember No retreat no surrender Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend No retreat no surrender No retreat no surrender Bobby Jean - nije lijep osjećaj kad izgubiš dragu osobu, zar ne? (hmmm, looks familliar )Upravo je to tema ove u biti depresivne pjesme u kojoj se osjeća bol, nemoć i sposobnost da se ne može kontrolirati sudbina i što nam donosi sutra. Koliko god da pjesma bila depresivna, u njoj se osjeća neka pozitivna vibra koja čovjeka tjera da osjeti kako ništa nije izgubljeno. Tipična Bruceova pjesma za dio njegove karijere - klavijature, jednostavni rifovi, saksofon koji nikoga neće ostaviti ravnodušnim, i Bruce kao ikona radničke klase i problema neshvaćene mladeži. Lyrics: Well I came by your house the other day, your mother said you went away She said there was nothing that I could have done There was nothing nobody could say Me and you we've known each other ever since we were sixteen I wished I would have known I wished I could have called you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean Now you hung with me when all the others turned away turned up their nose We liked the same music we liked the same bands we liked the same clothes We told each other that we were the wildest, the wildest things we'd ever seen Now I wished you would have told me I wished I could have talked to you Just to say goodbye Bobby Jean Now we went walking in the rain talking about the pain from the world we hid Now there ain't nobody nowhere nohow gonna ever understand me the way you did Maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere In some bus or train traveling along In some motel room there'll be a radio playing And you'll hear me sing this song Well if you do you'll know I'm thinking of you and all the miles in between And I'm just calling one last time not to change your mind But just to say I miss you baby, good luck goodbye, Bobby Jean I'm goin down - kaj drugo reći nego sjest i uživat u još jednoj tipičnoj Bruceovoj pjesmi Jednostavni rif, bas koji kao da te vodi kroz pjesmu u starom Cadillacu iz 70-tih na autocesti, klavijature koje se poigravaju sa lead gitarom, sax koji te prikuje za sjedalo, i na kraju The Boss sa svojim vokalom. Sit back and enjoy the ride!! Lyrics: We sit in the car outside your house I can feel the heat coming 'round I go to put my arm around you and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds well you let out one of your bored sighs Well lately when I look into your eyes I'm goin down We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight I'm sick and tired of you setting me up Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt I remember back when we started My kisses used to turn you inside out I used to drive you to work in the morning Friday night I'd drive you all around You used to love to drive me wild But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down Glory Days - "Dani ponosa i slave sada blješte, sada sjaje..." Živjeti na danima stare slave nikad nije lijepo, daju nam osjećaj kao da smo nešto propustili i da se osjećamo kao zadnji papci što nismo iskoristili što nam se pružilo. Ubojito i lako pamtljive klavijature, jednostavan ritam bubnjeva, gitarski rif i bas dionica zajedno sa klavijaturama daju slušatelju dojam da sve izlazi iz jednog instrumenta, a kad se k tome još i pridoda The Boss, dobijete jedan od megahitova s ovog klasika koji je promijenio glazbenu povijest. Lyrics: I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school He could throw that speedball by you Make you look like a fool boy Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in, he was walking out We went back inside sat down had a few drinks but all he kept talking about was Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Well there's a girl that lives up the block back in school she could turn all the boy's heads Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed Her and her husband Bobby well they split up I guess it's two years gone by now We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it but I probably will Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of, well time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring stories of glory days Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Glory days well they'll pass you by Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days, glory days Dancing in the dark - koliko god bio neupućen u pjesme i glazbu Bruce Springsteena općenito, čuje li ovu pjesmu neće moć odoljeti a da ne pita čija je ovo pjesma. Bubnjevi udaraju jedan te isti ritam bez nekih većih prijelaza i odaju slušatelju dojam kao da ide podloga za neku rap pjesmu, klavijature svojom odišu svojom jednostavnošću, a gitare i bas, pomognuti Bruceom daju ovoj pjesmi jednostavan, ali moćan štih i ovu pjesmu pretvaraju u jedan od glavnih uzdanica na albumu. Zanimljivost vezana uz ovu pjesmu - u spotu se pojavljuje Courtney Cox, tada anonimna tinejdžerica s kratkom kosom To morate vidjet Lyrics: I get up in the evening and I ain't got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain't nothing but tired Man I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark Message keeps getting clearer radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place I check my look in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man I ain't getting nowhere I'm just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is You can't start a fire you can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark You sit around getting older there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby this laugh's on me Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright They say you gotta stay hungry hey baby I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction come on now baby gimme just one look You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Even if we're just dancing in the dark Hey baby My hometown - kao posljednju pjesmu na albumu Bruce je odlučio postaviti ovu tako jebenu baladu, jednu od njaboljih pjesama na albumu i jednu od najljepših balada ikad snimljenih. Klavijature su tako mekane i lagane kao da osjećaju kraj albuma i odaju dojam kao da i one pjevaju sa Bruceom, gitara je naprosto fenomenalna - svira onoliko koliko treba u pjesmi i ne pretjeruje, bubnjevi se priključuju žalopojci i ovom prejebenom čudu od pjesme, a Bruce svojim glasom daje pjesmi poseban štih koji slušatelja uvlači u to vrijeme problema mladih, želje da se istaknu i u isto vrijeme vjerno prikazuje njihovu nemoć da išta promijene. Lyrics: I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown This is your hometown This is your hometown This is your hometown In '65 tension was running high at my high school There was a lot of fights between the black and white There was nothing you could do Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun Words were passed in a shotgun blast Troubled times had come to my hometown My hometown My hometown My hometown Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown Your hometown Your hometown Your hometown Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out Packing up our bags maybe heading south I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around This is your hometown Sve u svemu, album vjerno prikazuje život i muku radničke klase te probleme neshvaćene i zbunjene mladeži i s pravom ga kritičari nazivaju jednim od najboljih albuma ikad. Inače Bruce nikad nije bio u ratu u Vijetnamu - zbrisao je u Kanadu u vrijeme rata (pametan čovjek) i 9 godina nakon rata opalio šamar vladi ovim remekdjelom Rating: 9.5/10 Pozdravčeeek!!! |
nedjelja, 21.01.2007.
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Jednostavno sam odlučio da ovaj post
neće imati naslov jer ni sam nemam pojma o čemu bi se trebalo radit u njemu.  Al imam neku potrebu da napišem novi post... Da zabavim malo prstiće E da, i da samog sebe natjeram na ispravljanje greške koju sam napravio u prošlom postu... Radi se o osobi koja mi je pomogla u užasno teškoj i sjebanoj situaciji i koja je bila uz mene kad mi je to najviše trebalo.... Radi se o little Princess Ferdinand, ofc Digla je puno buke oko toga što je nisam spomenuo u postu, tako Tamara da Tamara sam Tamara sada Tamara odlučio Tamara ispravit Tamara tu Tamara pogrešku Tamara i Tamara spomenut Tamara u Tamara novom Tamara postu Tamara. Ok, sad sam malo pretjerao Al sad se nemre reć da te nisam spomenuo I upravo zahvaljujući njoj ispostavilo se da sam u podznaku Djevica Hepiiiii!!!! Sinoć mi je pukla žica svirajući Prokletu nedjelju Tuuuužaaaaan!!! A tak mi se sviralo, imao sam puno energije u prstima Ljama, dobro sviraš!!! Sinoć sam na fishu prvi puta odsvirao Vrijeme ljubavi od Valjka Nažalost, pjesma je dva stiha u depri (jebi ga, rekao bih jednom nogom u grobu, al pjesme nemaju noge) pa ljudi nisu htjeli da to sviram... Al idući put bi ju mogao sebi za dušu pred kraj svirke malo proći. Liricsi su ispod : Parni Valjak - Vrijeme ljubavi Tko te šalje da me probudiš Tko te šalje da me podsjetiš Što je bilo više nije vrijeme prolazi Što da radim kada želim da zaboravim Jezik zmije u ruci jabuka Čije grijehe čovjek ispašta Hajde reci svoje ime kazna ili nagrada Dio križa koji nosim tebi pripada Ako si od crnog vraga, što je tako tako slatko Ako si od samog Boga, zašto traje tako kratko Zašto prolazi vrijeme ljubavi Tko te salje da me probudiš Tko te šalje da me podsjetiš Što je bilo više nije vrijeme prolazi Što da radim kada želim da zaboravim Ako si od crnog vraga, što je tako tako slatko Ako si od samog Boga, zašto traje tako kratko Zašto prolazi... Ako si od crnog vraga, što je tako tako slatko Ako si od samog Boga, zašto traje tako kratko Zašto prolazi vrijeme ljubavi Meni je pjesma osobno prejebena, a i najbolje ti paše kad si u bedari zbog veze ili takvog nečeg sličnog.... i svira se s capodasterom na prvom polju kojeg, naravno, nemam  Mmmmda.... Stavit ću jedan link davno zaboravljene pjesmice u animaciji, vi koji ste to vidjeli nemojte se ni osvrtat na to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyjq9RJ-_yM Lom i smijeh Žalim jedno biće u tom spotu Ugl... To je fakat sve od mene za ovih par dana... Ako se nikaj značajno ne dogodi, pišemo se uskoro. Pozdravčeeeek!!!! |
srijeda, 17.01.2007.
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Prvi post na novom blogu.... YEEEEEEHAAAAAWWWW!!!! Mmmmda, vjerojatno se pitate zakaj sam otvorio ovaj blog... Razlog je jaaako jednostavan - zaboravio sam password ( )starog bloga i sad ne mogu u njemu pisat gluposti Oh well, zato je tu ovaj blog Zapisao sam si i username i password tako da ga neću zaboravit tako lako... BUAHAHAHAHA Polako sa nostalgijom gledam prošli vikend Petak, subota i nedjelja - sviranje, sviranje i još jednom sviranje Prstići boljeli kao sam vrag, al' nema veze - dobio sam pohvale za pružanje savršene i ugodne večeri Hvaaaalaa!!! Megy, Nima, Matea - ovaj vikend se svirka ponavlja E sad, kad smo kod štafeta... Primijetih kod meni omiljenih blogića da su počele kružit neke štafete, bogtepitaj zakaj, bogtepitaj kako i bogtepitaj otkad. Uglavnom, da se i ja poklonim toj štafeti na nagovor moje drage frendovice Iris -1) Opće je poznato da se za Strijelce kaže da su slobodnog duha, vole putovati, uvijek žele isprobati nekaj novo, lako "zapaljivi" etc, etc. E, to je kod mene djelomice točno... Naime, točno je da se "lako zapalim" - ponese me dobra atmosfera Točno je i da želim isprobat nekaj novo - uvijek želim naučit svirat još koju pjesmu koju ne znam, a htio bi ju naučit Ali.... Ja sam u podznaku Riba, a za Ribe se zna da su malo povučenije, sramežljive, a bome i šutljive  .E, moje osobine Ribe se tu ponekad znaju istaknut - koliko god se ja mogu zajebavat kao Strijelac, toliko se mogu i povuć u sebe kao Riba. Mogu biti i posesivan - to nije dobro... Moram poradit na tome... Najozbiljnije... 2) Kao dijete sam bio užasno radoznao Tako iz svojeg djetinjstva furam dva ožiljka na čelu koji se itekako vide, skup sa još hrpom njih koji se nalaze po ostalom dijelu glave. Srećom, nikad ništa nisam slomio I nije mi se dalo ić u vrtić pa sam često bježao iz njega ili se sakrivati tetama iza zavjesa 3) Ne opterećujem se toliko svojim izgledom, i smatram da imam dovoljno kila, mama!!!! Uporno mi govori da se još malo udebljam  Hmmm, srećom pa mi zgrada u kojoj živim nije izrađena od slatkiša i što nemam sestru jer bi se osjećao kao Ivica kod vještice u šumi Ta me vještica plašila ko klinca , iako sam ovisan o slatkišima i htio bi posjetit tu kućicu da sam lik iz bajke, ali da uz mene ide Harry Potter (a.k.a. Pivko ) koji bi na tu vješticu bacio Avadu Kedavru Uglavnom, na svojih cca 175 cm nakupio sam 70 kg, i nemam se namjeru micat s te kilaže dok se ne oženim. Iako ja smatram da bih trebao mrvicu smršavit ili poć u teretanu ili se počet bavit vježbanjem. Ovo drugo i treće teško da ću uspjet jer sam užasno lijeno biće Iako se volim pogledat u špiglu i redovito pokušavat izravnat kosu sa strane - oduvijek sam htio imat ravnu kosu :( I nosim cipelu broj 44 (Frenki, nadam se da te to imalo tješi )4) Nažalost, imam par loših strana - pušač sam, i to strastveni Al nisam čifut, nego pušim otprilike pola kutije ako nigdje ne idem, nekad čak i manje, tak da uglavnom svaki treći dan kupujem cigarete. Užasno sam lijen - tog se više sramim nego toga što pušim Ponekad sam i zaboravljive naravi, al to je rijetko. 5) Volim ostavit dobar prvi dojam na ljude koje prvi put upoznajem, a i ne opterećuje me baš puno što ljudi misle o meni - ako sam ljudima drag, družit ću se njima, ak ne, WHO GIVES A FUCK?!! Naći ću si ljude s kojima ću bit super i to je to, nema kaj drugo. Ne moram se svima svidjet. E da, na mene se uvijek može računati ako osobi treba razgovor ili tješenje. Evo ga ljudovi, mojih 5 je gotovo - konačno!!! U kaj si me to uvalila, Iris?!! Blog je još u doradi, pa se nemojte toliko začudit što na prvi pogled djeluje prazan. Pišemo se uskorooo!!! I nadam se da se vidimo na fishu ovaj vikend. Pozdravček!!! |
Da je nema, poludjeli bi svi do jednog. Uredno me zaobilazi u širokom luku. A jbg, pogodit će i mene kad-tad 