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23.08.2009, 12:53 | #1 |
DISPUNX NOT DEAD!!!
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Chief Rebel Angel
Chief Rebel Angel были образованы в январе 2004 пятью собутыльниками в качестве сайд-проекта, чотб играть музыке в духе Entombed & Disfear. В 2007 году выпустили (пока единственный) альбом Death Rock City. Если честно, то я не знал даже в каком разделе создавать тему о сабже - тут и дисфир, и интумбд и стонер. Решил все-таки создать тему здесь, хотя тут таки хватает дисфира, и ударник играл в Human Error. Если что, оставляю на усмотрение модераторов. Дискография: 2007 - Death Rock City 2012 - Black Horn Последний раз редактировалось Эрис; 01.03.2013 в 08:52. |
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23.08.2009, 21:20 | #12 |
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Re: Chief Rebel Angel
я тока не понял, почему их в краст)
они похожи на Doomriders (своей метализированностью и звуком) и на Coliseum (тем, что они тоже играют околоньюскул, как меня пеерубедили и перекинули тему из диста в хк). По сути сабж играет метализированный хардкор, так что наверное именно в хк их и надо отправить |
23.08.2009, 21:27 | #13 | |
DISPUNX NOT DEAD!!!
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24.08.2009, 11:42 | #21 |
vinyl 5"
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Заценил групу давно на майспейсе, когда они должны были приехать к нам вместе с Хуман Еррор.К сожалению тогда не приехали, но их треки сильно понравились.Когда турили с ХМ, Слеер подарил их альбом,релиз просто супер.Надеюсь таки както сыграют у нас!
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24.08.2009, 19:47 | #30 | |
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Скрытый текстDeath Rock City
Here comes the Rat Pack, boy are you down with the scheme? Three-headed bastard child of the Death Rock City scene Born to lose, battered and bruised, abused like a freakshow Christ Ready to send you an amen and hear your sorry fucking alibis You wanted to see me, Don't you cover your eyes Won't you pass me a dime and I just promise that I'll be nice Here comes the Elephant Man are you comfy in your seats? Your technicolor guilty conscience coming right off the scenes Born to lose, battered and bruised, abused like a freakshow Christ Ready to send you an amen and hear your sorry fucking alibis You wanted to see me, Don't you cover your eyes Won't you pass me a dime and I just promise that I'll be nice Happy Hours in the Hoenecker Room There's got to be a place to hide Right up the stairs somewhere behind So let it go and I let you ride my speedway motorbike Just hit the gas and we're good to go It's all about the speed we can't take it slow But I ain't the kind who just likes to roll on the same track right to the goal Can you smell the slag as it hits your nose My love of dirt ain't jist a pose Can I fill in your pantyhose? Let me get just a little dose As for love it's plain to see It doesn't mean that much to me And you're no better than the ones I left behind Coz girls like you just come and go Like chicken pox on my halo And just curse the day they got to know my kind So come on the premises and clean And leave the backdoor open if you know what I mean You gotta trust me" I will please you Then I'm gonna ruin your self-esteem There's no exuses even if you're shy In my own twisted way you see so am I So fuck the skills and the education Honey let's get DIY As for love it's plain to see It doesn't mean that much to me And you're no better than the ones I left behind Coz girls like you just come and go Like chicken pox on my halo And just curse the day they got to know my kind Mad Dog Fever Five beers and falling apart it's been hours down at the Mad Dog Made our contribution to the universal holy mind fuck Browsing through the numbers in my handy in drunken haze Looking for a free ride downtown in the dark corner of a staircase Grands gone to hear only maybes I gave away all my chance for booze I ain't no better than anyone else would be walking in my shoes Just another lazy Sunday morning and badly in need of kicks Hangin' out at the porn shop met the fucking Master of the Sticks In an hour off before lunch to come around from yesterday's late night session He shook my hands with the Devil in a curtained cabin to milk out some inspiration Grands gone to hear only maybes I gave away all my chance for booze I ain't no better than anyone else would be walking in my shoes I was born into this all I've got this fever I can't deliver and it's fucking killing my soul Sour Toe Jive Got back home at 9 a.m. the other day Saw my body like a cigarette chunk in an ashtray Smoked halfway and hardly burning And the bad taste in your mouth leaves you with nothing else but yearning Yet for more Do you think I'm low down and easy? Someone who can't see no wrong from right Coz life is a Sour Toe baby You feel only sick just when the best part hits your mouth Got back home at not so late the other night Some loose teeth and a broken jaw made me lose my will to fight Yeah, I do know my head's fucked up and I'll never be the same again So I gather around a 6-pack and some hard stuff to kill the pain Do you think I'm low down and easy? Someone who can't see no wrong from right Coz life is a Sour Toe baby You feel only sick just when the best part hits your mouth Mean Machine The night we sold our souls to the merciless crust machine We were thruogh with the second glass of Bols before the ink went dry, do you know what I mean It was a hell of a constellation when the dumbest thought seems wise Just cruising fully loaded on the motherfucking superhighway of lights Sold out to the mean machine Straight to hell and back to come clean Four fingers raised in the air All blood, hair and vaseline The night we sold our souls to the merciless crust machine We were thruogh with the second glass of Bols before the ink went dry, do you know what I mean It was a hell of a constellation when the dumbest thought seems wise Just cruising fully loaded on the motherfucking superhighway of lights Sold out to the mean machine Straight to hell and back to come clean Four fingers raised in the air All blood, hair and vaseline Cold Hard Thing Ain't no simple view from place I live Ain't no fucking smile on your goddamn cheek You're so cold and so hard And you steal me in a thousand ways Can't seem to get you through the haze How come you got so insecure? And it makes me want you even more You freak me out in a way that I despise You get so hurt one day you'll open up your eyes Tried to be a cheater I tried to play on you Tried to be a good man God knows it ain't true You're so cold and so hard And you steal me in a thousand ways Can't seem to get you through the haze How come you got so insecure? And it makes me want you even more You freak me out in a way that I despise You get so hurt one day you'll open up your eyes Belfi Horses' cry on the pale grey sky You gotta peddle flesh for the masses Whatever have we all become To see world through broken glasses I've given all to get to you but you slipped out of my arms Then I found you with another one at the worst of all doggone courtyards Belfi - I've given all I had It's so weird to see you in a flick like that Horses' cry on the pale grey sky You gotta peddle flesh for the masses Whatever have we all become To see world through broken glasses I've given all to get to you but you slipped out of my arms Then I found you with another one at the worst of all doggone courtyards Belfi - I've given all I had It's so weird to see you in a flick like that How can you live so deprived of your charm I'd rather see you dead and gone I Gave You a Black Eye (and Everybody Thinks It's Wrong) I tried oh so hard but ain't easy to be The dadbeat child of a brainwashed family God knows I tried so to keep an open mind But again you walk away and leave your shit behind Yeah, I gave you a black eye and everybody thinks it's wrong Now you're calling me a loser, are we ever gonna get along? It's funny to see all the bullshit cut in a minute of fight We never clean up the mess only hope it all ends up alright God knows I tried so not to play the fool Those were never the moments when I got to keep my cool I tried and I tried and I tried to keep an open mind But again you walk away and leave you shit behind Walk On Water I want you to, I want you get down on your knees And love me or say sorry or just beg me oh so please 'Cause you're the one who made me feel so utterly deceived Cut me in so deep but never ever let me bleed I want you to, I want you to take a look inside And feel just like the way I did when treated so unkind 'Cause noone else but you have made me feel so terrified Put me in this coma I could barely come around I've been through hell and thought I could walk on high water Blessed with the curse of letting go off the pain Of being one of the countless faltering footsteps reminding you of where you're going And fail to ever know how it feels never to remebered again The Dead Bird Song You wouldn't believe what I have just gone through While falling asleep in another nightmare Where I was given back all the years that I misused To live it over and over again like I cared Down in forgotten holes of sin I wasted my days With nothing in between only cold and damp nights When tired of making a fool of whoever came my way Tried to run away hiding from the headlights So what's the use of self-denying It's not easy just to refrain from the last goodbye And null the days you spent in hiding Shooting mockbirds just to watch and learn how to die The 57 Deal I know you're dying to hear some dirty secrets of the deal and make sure everything's all right Locked in your concrete cell I wonder if you have ever felt like faeces of all mankind I gotta say you're not alone One hazy afternoon as we nailed the 57 deal It was Uncle Charles, the Angel's choir and some winos had it sealed Such manly acts of trust never ever should be revealed But the light of a dawn and the rising sun is here to see you're not alone [свернуть] Сканера нету, пришлось самому набирать так что если какие опечатки извините. на роллинг энд тамблинг текста не было на вкладыше, но это по ходу известная песня, в гугле текст легко найти. |
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