Превью всех песен с нового альбома. С первого взгляда кажется, что Спаркс ушли по уши в минимализм: фортепиано Рона и вокал Рассела - и все тут. Но что-то все-таки подсказывает, что альбом будет разнообразным, и без рок-музыки на нем не обойдется...
Хехе! Ну, Олег, отгда ты не отвертишься от прослушивания альбома целиком. Когда он выйдет, конечно...
Цитата(Олег @ 14.5.2008, 15:40)
Леша, недавно приятелю на ДР искал винил в ПЛ, и нашел несколько альбомов на виниле Спаркс. Сразу подумал о тебе!
Наверное, их самые известные работы 70-х годов. Наверняка, там был диск "Kimono My House", где на обложке братья Маэлы в образе 2-х японок...
Вот как переводятся некоторые названия песен с нового альбома:
- Посади обезьяну за руль - Я залетел от нее - Я никогда в жизни не был под кайфом - Не поверю, если вы купитесь на всю лажу в этой песне - Повеселей, Моррисси! - Фотошоп - Режиссер, который никогда не кричал "Снято!"
Уже горю нетерпением ознакомиться с лирикой этих песен. А первое мнение таково: знакомство братьев с Максом Покровским не прошло для них даром :)))))))))))))))))))))))
По ней можно в означенные дни и в означенное время (т.е. по Гринвичу плюс минус местное время) посмотреть живьем все живые концерты Спарксов с 16 мая по 13 июня.
Как уже писал, на каждом из концертов будет полностью сыграно по одному альбому из спарксовской дискографии. Вчера в полночь я прослушал (и посмотрел!) концерт, на котором братья Маэлы полностью отыграли все песни с альбома "Kimono My House" 1974 года. В том же далеком 1974-м Спарксы выпустили и мой супер-мега любимый альбом "Propaganda" (который я очень советовал послушать нашей Lizzy :), это состоится завтра в 21.00 по лондонскому времени (и, соотвественно, в полночь по московскому). Так что придется пожертвовать ирландской индейкой (дв и половиной Евровидения), но такое пропустить невозможно! Все песни с "Propaganda" живьем!!!!!!
Эх, устроили бы такое Крэнберриз! Страсть, как охота услышать живое исполнение "Fee Fi Fo", хотя бы и в записи....
Lawns grow plush in the hinterlands It's the perfect little setting for the one night stands Now the drapes are drawn and the lights are out It's the time to put in practice what you've dreamed about
She can show you what you must do To be more like people better than you
Chorus: Amateur Hour goes on and on When you turn pro you know she'll let you know Amateur Hour goes on and on When you turn pro you know She tells you so
Girls grow tops to go topless in While we sit and count the hairs that blossom from our chins Our voices change at a rapid pace I could start a song a tenor and then end as bass
Choose your partners everyone If you hesitate, the good ones are gone
Chorus:
Dance, laugh, wine, dine, talk and sing But those cannot replace what is the real thing It's a lot like playing the violin You cannot start off to be Yehudi Menuhin
(Chorus)
ЗЫ. Просто настоящий гимн весеннему настроению и весеннему сексу!!!
Я сейчас послушал новую песню Good Morning, которую Леша подкинул мне вконтакте. Песня реально поднимает настроение. :))) Текст очень веселый. :)
Хехехе! Юра, я тебя решил добить еще одной песенкой с нового альбома глянть в контакт
А сегодня (уже через 19 минут) я буду смотреть очередной концерт Спарксов, где будет полностью отыгран их альбом 1976 года "The Big Beat" (самый панк-роковый в их многостилевой дискографии), хотя жду-не дождусь их "The No. 1 In Heaven" - первого 100% электронного альбома 1979 года, которым сильно вдохновлялся Винс Кларк, когда клепал первый альбом Depeche Mode.
А на извечный вопрос, почему Спаркс такие непопулярные, у меня уже давно сложился ответ: потому что их музыка слишком хороша для этого мира
Все, Леша, ты меня уговорил. :))) Давай ссылку на весь их новый альбом. :)
I've Never Been High очень понравилась, концовка вообще шикарная. Короче, тронуло. :) Солист так искренне сокрушается, что никогда в жизни не торчал, что ему начинаешь сочувствовать. :) Ну и опять же эта грустная самоирония, которая подкупила меня еще в Good Morning. "If I could buy it, maybe I'd try it / But my сonnections aren't what they once were." :)))
А вот Amateur Hour, честно говоря, ПОКА не зацепила. Но это не значит, что она мне не понравится в будущем. :) У меня так часто бывает, что проходят недели-месяцы-годы, и у меня типа открывается какая-то чакра и я понимаю, что меня просто прет и плющит от песни, которая когда-то прошла мимо меня. :) Но то, что точно понравилось в Amateur Hour, -- это текст! Опять эта самоирония и где-то даже стеб. :)
А вообще у Sparks есть что-то типа The Best Of? Типа ликбез для начинающих? :)
Юра, отвечаю на твой вопрос: у Sparks есть несколько сборников по типу Best Of, но они совершенно не отражают деятельность группы, а только отдельные периоды творчества. Тем более, что единого сборника не существует :)
А вот и "Exotic Creatures Of The Deep":
01 - "Intro" - 1:02 02 - "Good Morning" - 3:53 03 - "Strange Animal" - 5:45 04 - "I Can't Believe That You Would Fall for All the Crap in This Song" - 3:54 05 - "Let the Monkey Drive" - 4:09 06 - "Intro Reprise" - 0:24 07 - "I've Never Been High" - 4:31 08 - "(She Got Me) Pregnant" - 4:13 09 - "Lighten Up, Morrissey" - 4:14 10 - "This is the Renaissance" - 3:45 11 - "The Director Never Yelled 'Cut'" - 3:54 12 - "Photoshop" - 4:01 13 - "Likeable" - 6:13
Good morning Who are you? I woke up and saw you I'm dreaming, still dreaming My life is now about to have some meaning
Good morning I'm thinking I must have Been drinking And said something clever It must have been the best line from me ever
Thank you, God, for something rare as this What surely must have been a holy night of bliss Gratitude for having thought of me I know your time is tight, and yet you thought of me
Good morning You woke up Got dressed up Hair messed up While I fix you breakfast I hope it's just your laugh that is infectious
Good morning In sorrow I know that Tomorrow You'll be with some winner Who's richer, younger, maybe even thinner
Rubles in the bank and petrol in the tank of some Mercedes Benz Who spends and spends and spends on booked up restaurants A thousand phony fronts But will he ever wish you a good morning?
Thank you, God, for something rare as this What surely must have been a holy night of bliss Gratitude for having thought of me I know your time is tight, and yet you thought of me
And did I stumble have a fall, Hit my head against a wall At some point did we trade vows? Are you just some high-priced service from uptown?
Good morning Buon giorno Ohayo, Buenas dias Hey, where you going? Hey, where you going? Does dasvedonya really mean good morning?
Please spare me derision I'll do my rendition A lengthy recital Of every song with foolish in the title
Good morning Good morning
Good morning I need you, I need you Who are you?
Strange Animal
When the strange animal with the strange set of plans Came to town last July there was blood on his hands And it now comes to light he had been in a fight With some government men who were as high as a kite What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are
There are songs that are sealed that will not let you in But he came upon a song that was open to him To get out of the rain, it was cold it was strong Well, the Strange Animal, walked right into the song What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are
What a strange, what a strange animal What a strange, what a strange animal What a strange, what a strange animal What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are
What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are
I had nowhere to go so I entered your song So I entered your song, hope you don't think me wrong Well it's warm and it's dry, it's a nasty old night It's a nasty ol' night and I must look a sight
There's something 'bout him that is frightening And right on cue a bolt of lightning I'll just sit over here till the chorus appears Would you think it a sin if I start chiming in What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are We are What a strange animal we are
If I may be quite frank and I'm not pulling rank And I know I'm a guest and I know you know best But the song lacks a heart, comes off overly smart An emotional core, ain't that what songs are for There's something 'bout him I'm not liking Somebody tell him to get hiking But you need to be clear and a lot more sincere Wake me up,will you friend, when the verse finally ends What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are We Are..We are..We are
But the ones in the song who had been there so long Grew impatient and seethed and they asked him to leave But he said, Not so fast,unaware of my past You allowed me inside, you can't push me aside When a song lets me in I can see where it's been If it's broken some hearts, if it's been in the charts But this song shows no sign of a grander design Entertainment or art, one should know from the start
You're in need of a fix or a total remix So I must kill you all, start again,had a ball I'm a strange animal and I find you quite dull Here's that chorus again, that can stay,here's the end What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are What a strange animal we are
I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song
I want you and only you and only you and only you, my love I need you and only you and only you and only you, my love
I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song
I'll be true Forever true, forever true, my love Stay with you forever you, forever you, my love
I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song I can't believe that you would fall for all the crap in this song
I want you and only you and only you and only you, my love I need you and only you and only you and only you, my love
forever you, forever you, my love and only you and only you and only you, my love forever you, forever you, my love and only you and only you and only you, my love
I want you and only you and only you and only you, my love I need you and only you and only you and only you, my love
Let The Monkey Drive
We're driving north on Highway 1 Toward Santa Barbara, lots of sun Pacific Ocean on our left hand side Tough Santa Barbara's on our mind, our love can't wait till after nine So she says, 'Can't we let the monkey drive?'
Let the monkey drive, we can have our fun As we hop in back, out on Highway 1 Let him take the wheel, 'neath the setting sun Let the monkey drive, out on Highway 1
He's passing cars and passing trucks And swigs some coffee from Starbucks And in the backseat everything is fine He never pries in our affairs He never listens, never stares And we three are enjoying our long ride
Let the monkey drive, we can have our fun As we hop in back, out on Highway 1 Let him take the wheel, 'neath the setting sun Let the monkey drive, out on Highway 1
Let the monkey drive, and it's only fair It's the monkey's car and he hates to share Let him chauffeur us, while we have our fun Keep our love alive on Highway 1
With obscene gestures, learned from me He works off some hostility Toward drivers who might cut him off or slide I think his license has expired, he seems to be a little wired He has some trouble staying on our side
But you and me are doing fine We couldn't wait till after nine Impossible,our love is way too strong He hits the brakes a couple times, but everything is superfine I'm glad the monkey asked to come along
Let the monkey drive,we can have our fun As we hop in back, out on Highway 1 Let him take the wheel, 'neath the setting sun Let the monkey drive, out on Highway 1
Let the monkey drive, and it's only fair It's the monkey's car and he hates to share Let him chauffeur us, while we have our fun Keep our love alive, out on Highway 1
I've Never Been High
Thrill rides and places, wide-open spaces Played in a band, such harmless novelties Wher's the forgetting, where's the regretting Of lurid acts that never came to be
I've never been high, never been high, never been high I've never been high, never been high, never been high
If I could buy it, maybe I'd try it But my connections aren't what they once were Paint me a picture, read me some scripture Maybe I should've stuck it out with her
I've never been high, never been high, never been high I've never been high, never been high, never been high I've never been high. I've never been high I've never been high. I've never been high
I've celebrated, birthdays and waited Waited and waited, tomorrow's just a tease Then I'll be something, then I'll be something Look there's a camera, smile and say cheese
I've never been high, never been high, never been high I've never been high, never been high, never been high
(She Got Me) Pregnant
Pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
You know how these girls can be they treat you all so casually They wine you and they dine you and expect a little la-dee-dee And then you learn that though she's several thousand miles away There is a part of her she's given you and now you have to deal with being Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
You know how society is showing some sobriety By letting individuals decide on how they get their thrills And if there is a consequence then you are left to deal with it Government will not be there to tell you what to do if you get Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant How can it be Acted responsibly
I offer you I offer you a simple word of warning Think it's never gonna happen to you, better, better, better think again
Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant How can it be Acted responsibly
A wham and bam and thank you sir is all that I would get from her I never should have given in I never should have given her The golden opportunity to love me and to leave me Without giving me the time of day and she is half the world away I'm pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
Pregnant She got me pregnant, She got me pregnant She got me pregnant How can it be Acted responsibly
Pregnant She got me pregnant Done using me I'm just a memory
Lighten Up, Morrissey
She won't go out with me, no, she won't go out 'Cause my intellect's paper thin She won't go out with me, no, she won't go out Since my intellect's not like him
So, lighten up, Morrissey
She won't hang out with me, no, she won't hang out 'Til my biting wit bites like his She won't hang out with me, no, she won't hang out 'Til my quick retort's quick as his
So, lighten up, Morrissey! Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey
She won't have sex with me, no, she won't have sex 'Less it's done with a pseudonym She won't do sport with me, no, she won't do sport Says it's way, way too masculine, look at him
So, lighten up, Morrissey! Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey
I got comparisons coming out my ears And she never can hit the pause If only Morrissey weren't so Morrisseyesque She might overlook all my flaws
So, lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up So, lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey' Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey She won't dine out with me, no, she won't dine out Says my t-bone steak is at fault She won't dine out with me, no, she won't dine out With a murderer, pass the salt
Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up
Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey Lighten up, lighten up Lighten up, Morrissey
This Is The Renaissance
Middle ages sucked Spent all day in prayer Judgement Day was everyday and Witches burning everywhere But now we are in luck Beauties everywhere Paintings filled with foxy women No one's got a cross to bear
This is the Renaissance Came upon us all at once Oh what a Renaissance This is the Renaissance Renaissance or Renai'ssance It's still a Renaissance
If you like to read Man, you are in luck Gutenberg is cranking out The Bible with a centrefold So let it all hang out No one's gonna care Flash a little ankle and the guys will lose their self-control
Cause this is the Renaissance Came upon us all at once Oh what a Renaissance This is the Renaissance Renaissance or Renai'ssance It's still a Renaissance
Science is here Nothing left to fear Though the Earth is flat It's not as flat as we feared Music's gone wild No Gregorian here Contrapuntal music is the music that your parents fear
This is the Renaissance Oh what a Renaissance This is the Renaisssance Oh what a Renaissance
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls Welcome to The Renaissance The dawning of a new day Where every man is a king and every woman a queen
This is the Renaissance What a Renaissance This is the Renaissance This is the Renaissance What a Renaissance This is the Renaissance
We can see the moon We can see the stars We can see the future and The freeways and electric cars And they might think we're quaint We don't really care We've got Michaelangelo and they graffiti everywhere
Cause this is the Renaissance Came upon us all at once Oh what a Renaissance This is the Renaissance Renaissance or Renai'ssance It's still a Renaissance
It's still a Renaissance
The Director Never Yelled 'Cut'
The Director Never Yelled 'Cut' The Director Never Yelled 'Cut'
Some directors like a lot of cutting, cutting, cutting But it seems that this director has a different thing in mind She could not articulate exactly what she wanted What she wanted was a feeling that I tried so hard to find
The Director Never Yelled 'Cut' The Director Never Yelled 'Cut'
Faith in her artistic vision lead me to continue To express the sort of passion that I'd never shown before I expected "yes, we've got it" but there was no "yes, we've got it" All that I could sense is that she wants a little more
The Director Never Yelled 'Cut' The Director Never Yelled 'Cut'
Got to stay in character, for how long I can't tell you And I feel we're getting closer though no indication yet Then she says "we've got it", and I say "you sure we've got it?" And she says "that is a wrap, that was your best performance yet"
The director finally yelled "cut"
Photoshop
Stars made to look younger Sadness is erased Baldness or aloofness Gone without a trace Signs you know the way to make men men To make "Miss Everyday" a 10 To think you used to be my friend
Photoshop me out of your life(x6)
There you see a billboard Faces super smooth There an illustration Whiteness, every tooth Signs you've worked your magic once again It's always better in the end To think you used to be my friend
Photoshop me out of your life (x6)
Every blemish is gone in a flash Lines that are crooked and colours that clash Every blemish is gone in a flash Lines that are crooked and colours that clash Photoshop me out of your life (x4) You know what you're doing Look at the acclaim Grant me one more favour Alter the terrain Make it look like as though I were in Hell Or something near enough to Hell Or something near enough to Hell Give it a caption of "Farewell"
Photoshop me out of your life (x6)
Likeable
I'm likeable(x4)
Cause I'm likeable,they all say Wouldn't have it any other way And there's no other reason things go my way I'm just likeable night and day
No hidden motives and no master plan Strangers come up, want to shake my hand It's in my makeup, make 'em feel at ease Without intending to I always please Cause I'm likeable,they all say Wouldn't have it any other way And there's no other reason things go my way I'm just likeable night and day
No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round When they see me coming round no-one ever wears a frown No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round
And I'm likeable come what may That,in sums, my resume And whatever the season they beg me to say Cause I'm likeable come what may
I'm at a bar, they all want to pay Men,women, old and young, straight and gay Receiving favours for what I am Seems rather strange, but I understand
Cause I'm likeable, they all say Wouldn't have it any other way And there's no other reason things go my way I'm just likeable night and day
And I'm likeable come what may That,in sums, my resume And whatever the season they beg me to say Cause I'm likeable come what may
Cause I'm likeable, they all say Wouldn't have it any other way And there's no other reason things go my way I'm just likeable night and day No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round When they see me coming round no-one ever wears a frown No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round
Likeable,they all say Wouldn't have it any other way Likeable, come what may That,in sums, my resume
Wonder what it feels like to be in love How would you describe it, like a push or shove Guess I keep pretending this is all I need Wanting more than what I have might appear as greed Cause I'm likeable, they all say Wouldn't have it any other way And there's no other reason things go my way I'm just likeable night and day And I'm likeable, come what may That,in sums, my resume And whatever the season they beg me to stay Cause I'm likeable, come what may
No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round When they see me coming round no-one ever wears a frown No-one ever wears a frown when they see me coming round When they see me coming round no-one ever wears a frown
I don't care if you love me, just so you like me I don't care if you love me, just so you like me I don't care if you love me, just so you like me I don't care if you love me, just so you like me Like me like me like me like me like...... (fade)
Леша, спасибо за линк, буду качать! А вконтакте я еще не все видео пересмотрел, на выходных продолжу.
Отлично, Юра, буду ждать твоих комментов
А то что-то совсем грустно от мысли, что не удастся выбраться на концерт Спарксов в Хельсинки (в этом году не будет ни одного концерта в России)... :((((((((
Кстати, советую второе (или даже третье) прослушивание "Экзотических тварей" совместить с чтением лирики. Лично меня просто наповал убил текст "Strange Animal", а в тексте "Let The Monkey Drive" под обезьяной явно имеется в виду американский президент Хотя Алекс Константинов (гл. спарксоман всея РФ) разуверил меня:
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"Пущай обезьяна рулит (страной)" - интересная мысль, но боюсь, песня просто про обезьяну, которую посадили за руль, чтобы предаваться плотским утехам на заднем сиденье.
По волшебной ссылке я отсмотрел почти все концерты из 21-го, осталось всего два. Сегодняшний "Lil' Beethoven" был настоящим выносом мозга. Никогда не слышал таких хулиганских симфонических пассажей!.....
Завтра Спарксы полностью играют "Hello Young Lovers" (по московскому времени - в полночь), а 13-го числа - "Exotic Creatures..." (в 23.00). Всем рекомендую ознакомиться с этими выступлениями, т.к. со временем они станут легендой!!!
Смотрел недавно концерт одних из моих любимцев Faith No More, очень понравился их кавер на This Town Ain't Be Enough For Both Of Us группы Спаркс, вот захотелось качнуть какие-нибудь альбомчики, правда пока в раздумьях что же именно качать. Посоветуйте пожалуйста :)
- Kimono My House [1974] - Propaganda [1974] - Whomp That Sucker [1981] - Plagiarism [1997] - там как раз 2 совместных трека с Faith No More - Hello Young Lovers [2006]
У Спарксов большая часть творчества - электронная, не знаю, любишь ли ты электронику.... но вот их лучший электронный альбом: - Number One In Heaven [1979]
Теперь следить за новостями группы стало легче, но вот проблема: нет нормальных новостей. Группа не спешит с записью нового материала, а до сих пор носится как с писаной торбой со своим Бергманом(((((
Между тем сами Спарксы по-своему борются с вседоступностью, которую дает Интернет. Новый сингл "Two Hands, One Mouth" издан только на номерных винилах, очень ограниченным тиражом и его можно будет купить (если очень повезет) только на концертах группы.
Спаркс
14.5.2008, 13:36
мужской
глянть в контакт 
Хотя Алекс Константинов (гл. спарксоман всея РФ) разуверил меня:
