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LeDesespoir 07.08.2013 23:29

Yusuke
 
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Собрались зимой 2013-ого. Участники Short Stories about Their Distance, Kaworu и Mammoths. В апреле при помощи Пэта (из Gas Up Yr Hearse!) записали "живое" демо, а в июне этого же года перезаписали и выпустили на кассете этот материал под руководством Шона (Coma Regalia/Middle-Man Records). В июле записан трек для компиляции Пэта - Swollen Lungs. Зимой планируется сплит севен-инч с Delos.
Tony Smith – Vocals;
Tyler Berchtold – Guitar;
Ryan Hill – Drums.

• [2013.04.13] Unreleased Demo
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Lyrics

Restraints Of An Everyday Man.

My mind crumbles to pieces.

What little sanity I have falls with the tears that come from these bleak eyes. Face in hands. Way too familiar of a position.

The constant feeling of anguish in the back of my throat. This shaken soul craves an embrace that it’s own hand can’t reach!

But who am I kidding? This heart will never know a home and this body will hold on to nothing but painful memories.

What’s a life without purpose and what’s purpose without a life? The meaning I found just from holding your hand made life worth it.

But now my hands are empty and have nothing to show but a broken heart and a hollow shell of the person I use to be. Living life on repeat.

Awake. Suffer. Sleep.

Imprisoned by the shackles of my own despair. If this is what life is then catch me in the obituaries.

Reflections Of A Life Once Had.

The man in the mirror is on his last breath. Closing my eyes just to see you. I thought you kicked me out of your life. So why do I see you every waking moment?

Feel you with every beat of my heart . My chest is caving in and my eyes don’t get any less glossy. My mind is cluttered with images of you and I.

Oh, that night you became mine, oh, that night I became yours.

What I would give to have my fucking life back? I’m waiting here for you but you’re not coming back. You’re not coming back.

I see you in his arms, I see him in your eyes.

There’s nothing left in me. I’m not alive, I’m merely walking the earth. You cannot kill what is already erased from the planet, but perhaps you can resurrect which once was.

Give me my fucking life back, give me that look back in your eyes, give me the power to loosen this rope.

Oh, that night I lost you, oh, that night I lost myself.

I just want to know what it’s like to feel warm again.

Echoes.

Making me pay for actions I didn’t commit. Maybe that’s what I deserve? I guess being born made me responsible. Sorry, I never asked for this life and to be honest I would gladly give it back.

The vacant space inside of me plagues the inner workings of my mind. You truly learn the difference between living and existing when the overwhelming feeling of worthlessness glooms over you from day till night until you forget what light and dark are.

The lines get blurred when everything becomes meaningless.
What happened to my so called life? Is it over or is this just the beginning? I never meant to make you hate me. I never meant to ruin your life.

But if it’s any consolation, I hate me and my life is ruined too.

So This Is What It Feels Like To Be Invisible.

We could spend everyday together. Your hand on my heart and my arms wrapped around your soul.

If only dreams came true. I would never stop playing with your hair and you would never stop running your hands up and down me. You took the breath from lungs and replaced it with a meaning.

I am now destined to want more than I could ever have. These tears go out to you and these clenched fist go out to him. He’s truly in paradise and he doesn't even know it. How the greatest of treasures can be wasted on such foolish people.

Your beauty is making me bitter, your smile is making me angry, your eyes are stabbing me, and you are fucking killing me.
I wish I could just get over you. But then I would be lying to myself. I would be turning away from the meaning of life.

Just please promise me, she’s everything to you. Tell me that you treat her right, tell me that you two sleep well at night, tell me that you two love each, tell me that you live the life I wish I had. Maybe, if she’s happy then maybe I can die happy?

Why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, and why the fuck do I have to be me?
[свернуть]
• [2013.06.19, FO-15] S/T [EP, Cass] – Friendly Otter Records
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Lyrics

Restraints Of An Everyday Man.

My mind crumbles to pieces.

What little sanity I have falls with the tears that come from these bleak eyes. Face in hands. Way too familiar of a position.

The constant feeling of anguish in the back of my throat. This shaken soul craves an embrace that it’s own hand can’t reach!

But who am I kidding? This heart will never know a home and this body will hold on to nothing but painful memories.

What’s a life without purpose and what’s purpose without a life? The meaning I found just from holding your hand made life worth it.

But now my hands are empty and have nothing to show but a broken heart and a hollow shell of the person I use to be. Living life on repeat.

Awake. Suffer. Sleep.

Imprisoned by the shackles of my own despair. If this is what life is then catch me in the obituaries.

Reflections Of A Life Once Had.

The man in the mirror is on his last breath. Closing my eyes just to see you. I thought you kicked me out of your life. So why do I see you every waking moment?

Feel you with every beat of my heart . My chest is caving in and my eyes don’t get any less glossy. My mind is cluttered with images of you and I.

Oh, that night you became mine, oh, that night I became yours.

What I would give to have my fucking life back? I’m waiting here for you but you’re not coming back. You’re not coming back.

I see you in his arms, I see him in your eyes.

There’s nothing left in me. I’m not alive, I’m merely walking the earth. You cannot kill what is already erased from the planet, but perhaps you can resurrect which once was.

Give me my fucking life back, give me that look back in your eyes, give me the power to loosen this rope.

Oh, that night I lost you, oh, that night I lost myself.

I just want to know what it’s like to feel warm again.

Echoes.

Making me pay for actions I didn’t commit. Maybe that’s what I deserve? I guess being born made me responsible. Sorry, I never asked for this life and to be honest I would gladly give it back.

The vacant space inside of me plagues the inner workings of my mind. You truly learn the difference between living and existing when the overwhelming feeling of worthlessness glooms over you from day till night until you forget what light and dark are.

The lines get blurred when everything becomes meaningless.
What happened to my so called life? Is it over or is this just the beginning? I never meant to make you hate me. I never meant to ruin your life.

But if it’s any consolation, I hate me and my life is ruined too.

So This Is What It Feels Like To Be Invisible.

We could spend everyday together. Your hand on my heart and my arms wrapped around your soul.

If only dreams came true. I would never stop playing with your hair and you would never stop running your hands up and down me. You took the breath from lungs and replaced it with a meaning.

I am now destined to want more than I could ever have. These tears go out to you and these clenched fist go out to him. He’s truly in paradise and he doesn't even know it. How the greatest of treasures can be wasted on such foolish people.

Your beauty is making me bitter, your smile is making me angry, your eyes are stabbing me, and you are fucking killing me.
I wish I could just get over you. But then I would be lying to myself. I would be turning away from the meaning of life.

Just please promise me, she’s everything to you. Tell me that you treat her right, tell me that you two sleep well at night, tell me that you two love each, tell me that you live the life I wish I had. Maybe, if she’s happy then maybe I can die happy?

Why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, why can’t I be him, and why the fuck do I have to be me?
[свернуть]
• [sometime in 2013, CTP00x] Swollen Lungs [VA, 7"] – Compassion Through Pretension
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Stream on bandcamp

Lyrics

Image Complex.

You fucking sellouts, you think you have it made.
Well little do you know you’re ticket to fame comes with a price.
You’re nothing but jokes and anyone with some integrity can see through you.
You wear the clothes of friends once had but you speak the words of a deceiver.
You say you suffer but you would never know a day without privilege.
Using fake ideals and beliefs to get where you want.
You think you’re on top but what’s the point if you don’t stand for anything?
[свернуть]
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Самое главное здесь то, что сырое лайв-демо – звучит намного охуенней, чем хуёво отмастерённая (вылизанная) кассета с Шоном.. ну да ладно. Бложики пестрят своими сравнениями с мищей, джеромис дрим и прочими "fast, shriek-y screamo/emoviolence" группами. У меня, в принципе, те же ассоциации: am i dead yet, tristan tzara.. и что-нибудь из "олдовых" (фи-фи-фи, какое слово) сырых групп из 90ых. Да, ничего нового; да, ничего интересного; да, в 2013-ом такое уже стрёмно играть.. но, среди тонны говна выливающегося каждый день на просторы интернета из ЮСА – это чуть ли не единственная группа, которая приглянулась мне в этом году. и да, баса нихуя, криков дохуя. Вокалист, кстати, ёбнутый, что подтверждают видео с их выступлений.


яшикарен 08.08.2013 01:05

Re: Yusuke
 
Поведение вокалиста для сегодняшних дней выглядит каким-то не натуральным. Еще типа одна группа Мища. Все такие открытые, чувственные типа, и играют подвальное музло, которое можно придумать за два присеста. Лучше ребята слушайте Infinite Void, расслабьтесь.

псово лаяние 08.08.2013 14:22

Re: Yusuke
 
LeDesespoir,
В штате Иллинойс тоже есть город Пекин, в группе же нет ни одного гука. :yeah:

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Сообщение от LeDesespoir (Сообщение 1858302)
Вокалист, кстати, ёбнутый, что подтверждают видео с их выступлений.

Жирный, он что б ебанутым быть, и не достаточно жирный, что бы быть жирным ебанутым.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?&v=jNr0SUjJy-U

Добавлено в 17:22 / Предыдущее сообщение было написано в 17:13

Чекнул мищу нового, тоже каша в первую очередь, скопом но на более менее вменяемые микрофоны.

LeDesespoir 08.08.2013 15:13

Re: Yusuke
 
Vinsect, Райан живёт в Пекине - в том, который в Китае :up:

псово лаяние 08.08.2013 15:39

Re: Yusuke
 
Цитата:

Сообщение от LeDesespoir (Сообщение 1858412)
Райан живёт в Пекине - в том, который в Китае

Может он там и кочевал, но город в описание всяко из-за чувака который https://www.facebook.com/tberchtold/about
#фактчекинг

псово лаяние 08.08.2013 15:40

Re: Yusuke
 
Цитата:

Сообщение от LeDesespoir (Сообщение 1858412)
Райан живёт в Пекине - в том, который в Китае

Может он там и кочевал, но город в описание всяко из-за чувака который https://www.facebook.com/tberchtold/about
#фактчекинг

LeDesespoir 08.08.2013 16:12

Re: Yusuke
 
Vinsect, ты не понял = я не понял их Pekin, как Beijing. в общем, пусть будет как на фб, да :up:

LeDesespoir 12.12.2013 17:36

Re: Yusuke
 
http://i57.fastpic.ru/big/2013/1212/...8bffcb32f3.jpg
Delos / Yusuke split 7", EP 2013
Genre: Screamo | Screamo
Tracklist:
Delos
A1. It Makes A Huge Difference (2:00)
A2. Packed With Gold & Shit (2:59)
Yusuke
B1. Oversexed / Overstressed (2:29)
B2. Spirit Gun (0:36)
B3. You Already Blew Out The Candle... (2:15)
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LeDesespoir 27.10.2014 18:42

Re: Yusuke
 
https://f1.bcbits.com/img/a0906096254_10.jpg
Yusuke / Löri Berensön split 12", EP 2014
Genre: Screamo | Screamo
Tracklist:
Yusuke
A1. If I Had A Quarter For Every Time You Were Inconsistent (2:33)
A2. Petals & Thorns (2:34)
A3. Home Is Where The Heart Is, So Consider Me A Zombie (1:30)
Löri Berensön
A4. La Taza Medio Llena (2:35)
A5. Cada Vez Que Te Levantes Antes De Las 6 AM (0:42)
A6. Coherencia (2:45)
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