Subterranean homesick alien.

Antony Hegarty è un alieno. Ma ci piace.

3 little words – Frankmusik

video QUI

You can be a little full-on
Cause I know what you need
That really doesn’t mean
You’ll get it from me
Lying to yourself
Doesn’t make it easier
“Save us both the time
Let’s be together
We’ll be fine”
You say, but

Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then
I love you, no
Those three words that begin
With three words always end

Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then, no
Those three words that begin
With three words always end

Plead for time
And you might understand
Feelings have no thoughts
And they ain’t got any plans
So don’t be surprised
When I look in your eyes
For all I want from you
Is a kiss or two

Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then
I love you, no
Those three words that begin
With three words always end
I love you, no
You won’t hear it
You won’t hear it now
You won’t hear it then, no
Those three words that begin
With three words always end

Cause you don’t know
What I’m talking about
Well you’ll see it written
In the clouds

Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then
I love you, no
Those three words that begin
With three words always end
I love you, no
Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then
I love you, no
Cause you won’t hear it
Cause you won’t
Cause you won’t
Cause you won’t hear it now
Cause you won’t hear it now
And you won’t hear it then
Those three words that begin
With three words always end

[prima versione: QUI]

Vincent Frank, a.k.a. Frankmusik, classe 1986. Ed è strafigo.

www.myspace.com/frankmusic

Black waves/Bad vibrations – The Arcade Fire

We can reach the sea
They won’t follow me
The shadows they fear the sun
We’ll make it if we run

Run from the memory
Je nage, mais les sons me suivent

Left my name with the border guards
A name that I don’t need
Ce sera un long voyage
Sur les vagues de l’oubli

Run from the memory
Je nage, mais les sons me suivent

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Stop now before it’s too late
Been eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate
Nothing lasts forever, that’s the way it’s got to be
There’s a great black wave in the middle of the sea (for me)

Stop now before it’s too late
Been eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate
Nothing lasts forever, that’s the way it’s got to be
There’s a great black wave in the middle of the sea

For me
For you
For me
It’s always for you

Stop now before it’s too late
Been eating in the ghetto on a hundred dollar plate
Nothing lasts forever, that’s the way its going to be
There’s a great black wave in the middle of the sea (for me)

Stop now before it’s too late
Your lover was for hire, have you noticed he’s been late?
Nothing lasts forever, that’s the way it’s got to be
There’s a great black wave in the middle of the sea

For me
For you
For me
It’s always for you

The sound is not asleep
It’s moving under my feet

Is it a multimedia visual presentation of 2manydjs?

Someone Great – LCD Soundsystem

(clicca sull’immagine per vedere il video)

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that’s the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
The little things that made me harassed,
Are gone, in a moment.
I miss the way we used to argue,
Locked, in your basement.

I wake up and the phone is ringing,
Surprised, as it’s early.
And that should be the perfect warning,
That something’s, a problem.
To tell the truth I saw it coming,
The way, you were breathing.
But nothing can prepare you for it,
The voice, on the other, end.

The worst is all the lovely weather,
I’m sad, it’s not raining.
The coffee isn’t even bitter,
Because, what’s the difference?
There’s all the work that needs to be done,
It’s late, for revision.
There’s all the time and all the planning,
And songs, to be finished.

And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops
And it keeps coming,
Till the day it stops.

I wish that we could talk about it,
But there, that’s the problem.
With someone new I could have started,
Too late, for beginnings.
You’re smaller than my wife imagined,
Surprised, you were human.
There shouldn’t be this ring of silence,
But what, are the options?

When someone great is gone.

We’re safe, for the moment.
Saved,
For the moment

Excuse me?

Dico solo: NY Lipps fa sempre da matti.

Listen up.

Le Luci della Centrale Elettrica – s/t (2007)

La prima produzione di Vasco Brondi. Comprende brani inspiegabilmente spariti e versioni demo di alcuni dei 10 brani che poi hanno formato l’album d’esordio del cantante ferrarese, taggato su last.fm come “post-enel”, Canzoni da Spiaggia Deturpata.

A Place to Bury Strangers – A Place to Bury Strangers (2008)

Parole chiave: wall of sound, psychedelic, shoegaze. To fix the gash in your head sono i My Bloody Valentine elettrizzati e drummachinati.

The Toxic Avenger – Toxic Demo’s (200?)

Saloperie de Minimale è un ottimo motivo per accaparrarsi questa raccolta di brani e remix del misterioso vendicatore francese.

Surkin – Action Replay (2007)

Tum-cha-tum-cha-t-t-t-CHA. Si, tamarro il giusto, distorsioni che fanno a pezzi una qualunque idea di french touch, e il remix di Radio Fireworks ad opera dei Riot in Belgium lascia il segno.

Kavinsky – 1986 EP (2007)

Per chi pensa che rifarsi agli anni Ottanta sia sempre e comunque una perdita di tempo.