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25.10.2007, 14:20 | #1 |
Nvllivs in verba
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Have Heart
Have Heart
melodic hardcore/sxe, Boston, MA Биография: Собралась группа в Бостоне в 2002-ом, и первоначально музыканты рассматривали Have Heart лишь как временный сайд-проект по отношением к своим основным коллективам. Но постепенно фокус каждого из участников банды сместился на их новое совместное детище, сконцентрировав всё их внимание с прежде основных групп. В июле 2003-его Have Heart отыграли первое шоу, а к ноябрю записали демку. Демка привлекла внимание чуваков с Think Fast! Records, под чьим крылом и вышел в 2004-ом первый официальный релиз группы - ипишка "What Counts". А вскоре после выхода мини-альбома свет увидел и дебютный полноформатник коллектива "The Things We Carry", правда, уже на Bridge Nine Records. Практически весь 2007-ый группа провела в туре в поддержку альбома по США, Канаде и Европе. А уже в 2008-ом также на Bridge Nine вышел второй лонгплей "Songs to Scream at the Sun". Причем, что, если и дебютник группы не испытывал недостатка в хвалебных отзывах, то на второй альбом восторженные отклики посыпались буквально со всех сторон. "Songs to Scream at the Sun" даже добрался до 193-ей позиции рейтинга "Billboard top 200", а многими хардкор-сайтами был выбран как "альбом года". По содержанию второй альбом достаточно сильно отличается от дебютника. Скорости сильно замедлились, очень много качающих моментов появилось, гитары более наворочены ... В общем, можно как раз отметить те черты, что являются определяющими для Modern Melodic Hardcore. Если на первом диске их можно было отметить только в некоторых песнях ("The Machinist"), в определённых моментах песен, то вторая пластинка практически полностью в таком духе сделана. К сожалению, "Songs to Scream at the Sun" оказался последним альбомом группы. 13-ого мая 2009-ого на MySpace банды появилось заявление о намеченном распаде группы после завершения планируемого ими мирового тура. Последнее шоу команда отыграла 17-ого октября 2009 (позже был выпущен на CD и DVD Bridge Nine Records). Кстати, в своё время Have Heart даже успели посетить Россию-матушку. 1 и 2 декабря 2008-ого состоялись их концерты в Питере и Москве. © fightbegin.livejournal.com Состав: Pat Flynn - вокал Ryan Hudon - гитара Ryan Briggs - бас Kei Yasui - гитара Costa - барабаны Дискография: 2003 - Demo (128 kbps) 2004 - What Counts ЕР (320 kbps) 2006 - The Things We Carry (320 kbps) 2008 - You Can't Go Home Again EP (320 kbps) 2008 - Songs to Scream At the Sun 2009 - Live in Toronto (Bootleg) (VBR V2) 2010 - 10.17.09 (CBR 256) Ссылки: Myspace Last.fm Страница на Bridge9 На мой взгляд знаковя группа в стиле. Альбом 2006 - полюбому мастхэв. Последний раз редактировалось wanchope; 28.09.2011 в 07:45. |
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18.06.2009, 19:15 | #304 |
class war
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Re: Have Heart
Тексты Songs to Scream At the Sun
Скрытый текстThe Same Son :
Sisters starving, brothers begging. Mothers mourning, fathers folding When I look in the mirror I see: A boy not a man the son of a father I refuse to understand the "brother" of a brother like a wound I neglect the coward of a sister with the world I forget the prodigal son, but I am yet to return from a siege where I take refuge but I want to watch burn your lover, your companion, your champion, your friend forever by your side but not in the end The fortunate son who dwells in the city, with the poorest of the poor, still, I ask for your pity and while there's a man who sleeps on the ice-cold streets his godsend not in me, but in his cardboard: his sheets yet I still see the same son. Bostons : Old man, I heard some things about the boy you used to be. No father, no king, just a broken old man broken by the whiskey. Too afraid to stay, too smart to not leave, too young to be a bird who forgot to sing, and a ground that never knew the knees of a boy and his own tale of two cities. "Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend when his youth is a wound time won't mend. (never the best of times) Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend at the thought of peace as something only lent. (only the worst of mine) Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend when his son is another one who won't understand": The Irish temper, it's history's chains, and the bottle's stain that just won't wash away. But a seed was planted in the sod of nothingness from which you came, and flowers grew and roses bloomed to form this garden of a life you've made. And in this city you once knew as hell is a garden where I enjoy myself. And in this father I hardly know was a son who took back what the bottle stole So I could be the boy you couldn't be have the father you didn't get to see have the youth you did not get to live or feel the love this world forgot to give. And for this gift I don't deserve to get I'll make damn sure I earn this. "o' your friends say boston's beautiful, but they didn't live here, they didn't die here in the Hyde Park years. o' your friends say boston's beautiful, but they didn't live hard, they didn't die hard when sons dragged out their fathers from bars. o' your friends say boston's beautiful, but they didn't dream here, they didn't scream here when no one hears. o' your friends say boston's beautiful, but they didn't hide here, they didn't cry here when little boys weren't allowed to shed their tears." There just aren't enough men like you. Pave Paradise : How many miles until I get out of this rectangular box of hell? Because these four same faces in these overcrowded spaces have me praying for the places that will leave me one minute to myself (along with) the foreheads glued to window-panes the sore-backs from kitchen-wood floors And all the sitting, sitting, sitting in a van -- and yet I still want more? When there's a million more miles to roam, I think of the life left for me back home: A "paradise" to watch their "greener grass" grow, and all the time to be alone...? But two weeks home cripple me because the trees don't pass and the lines don't move as the white walls collapse on my ramblin' boy blues that's howlin' howlin' for that open road because no arms can hold no home can warm like the gaze of the rays of a distant lost-highway sun. When there's a million more miles to roam, I think of the life left for me back home: A "paradise" to watch their "greener grass" grow, and all the time to feel alone. pave paradise put the keys in turn the engine let the big green van drive me from this city to anything but simplicity To anywhere from this city, To anything but simplicity. The Bird In The Cage : My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad... Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside me that somethings leaving. Like someone stealing salt from sea. Left me sinking and left me thinking how to keep you caged with me Because I need you like air to breathe Just to hold you. o' I hold you. o' how I hold you. I hold you down. Down with my insecurities down with my hypocrisy down with my pathetic pleas down instead of setting you free to find your happiness with or without me. So untie your feat, reattach your wings so you don't have to open your throat to sing. Because if it's you I love, then from you... I'd walk away. And your face: on every leaf of every branch of every tree. Brotherly Love : Left with images of you pouring from my eyes: You young, you here, day dawning, eyes wide. Just images, just images all that's left all that I can find. Like water from a cactus in the desert of my mind. Little to big: o' brother, you leave me like blood from my veins. Big to little: o' brother, you leave me like blood from my veins. In a room that holds you like a guilt-ridden paralyzing cell: no calls no mail no visitors for when you're in hell. forced hellos rushed goodbyes and best wishes for you in the meantime My face seen as often as God's can let guilt have its way of owning you like a dog. May to March March to May The days fall with the promises I make. Like water from a faucet into the sink of your faith. Little to big: o' brother, you leave me like blood from my veins. Big to little: o' brother, you leave me like blood from my veins. We always seem to fall with only words to hold we always seem to fall with only photos to hold we always seem to fall with only memories to hold we always seem to fall without family to hold. No Roses, No Skies : She's a song unsung She's the wild orchid in your ugly swamp She's a song unsung And only the white walls of her mind know what that song sounds like. The pills, the pills and Dr.'s promises just ain't doing the trick cause the arms of nothing she falls asleep in can still bring the razor to the wrist. The TV screens, the magazines scream at you like the dogs of hell advertising and advising you to be anyone but your beautiful self. Prince Charming never brought you flowers, just a loveless lifetime all alone. No roses for you, just unlocked doors, and the deafening silence of your phone. So block your ears, close your eyes, remember that you're a golden soul fallen from the boring, heartless, Hollywood herd of lies that they call: Beautiful. With no shoulder, no hand, no body, no man, no door, no heart to let you: The sun can take too long to end the endless night I hear you, I feel you, I bleed with you when our hearts begin to scream: This life can feel too long. But at night you're dancing through the pain even when you're the only one. No rose, no sky as full of beauty as the girl who dies but rises with every morning's sun, alone. She dances alone Alone - so beautiful Alone - her own romance; Alone - Lady Lazarus' life sustaining dance. The Taste Of The Floor : The taste of the floor reminds me of the skin that leaves me in oceans of my soul without a shore So alone so we'll hold those barren bodies bereft of any soul to get back what the "middle of the nights" stole: the forgetting feeling of feeling whole But the loneliness of our togetherness creates an empty nest for the emptiness freezing in this chest So can you make me feel good? make me feel complete? help me return to a dream of love worth more than dirt and meat Hard Bark On The Family Tree : Hard bark on the family tree October leaves on Massachusetts' trees. A sight so fleetingly free Just how October leaves Just how October leaves Just how October leaves Me On fire with the maple trees, On my knees with these leaves on these Boston streets, Praying to a god a godforsaken summer night stole (one night), one fight, one family swallowed whole. Some things just fall apart Some families stand like November trees: barren and stark. Some things just fall apart Some memories continue breaking this cold heart And some sons have a hard time Looking at things the same Looking in their father's eyes When both their heads hang in shame Highways home become oceans That I just can't swim And the rusty gates of Eden lock To never let me in. Let me in Oceans of emotions we've got to swim Well I open my eyes I can't see that family I can't see that home So I'll just keep them closed Outside the door with these open arms, With the warmth of the maple tree. If these trees can't replaces these scars Then let their leaves just bury me Let their leaves just bury me. The Same Sun : "Son, did you stare too long in front of that mirror? did it break when your conscience didn't get any clearer with the stomach you'll fill with all the food you eat and lack of pain you feel for the eyes that weep outside your windowsill of the castle where you sleep? Has the sun stopped shining upon the crown you hang? has your love and your hate started to feel the same? did that leave you feeling empty, feeling sick, feeling as empty as a child's stomach? As alone and forsaken as you'd like to be there are shoreless miseries of oceans, not seas while you wallow and wait in your tower of ivory your sister is starving, your brother is begging Your sisters are starving, your brothers are begging your mothers are mourning, your fathers are folding Unseen, unsung -- under the same sun Wake up, look up, there's a warmth up there a reminder of peace, a reason to care A reason to care Wake up, look up, that's something you share There's more to life than the boy in that mirror... Wake up, wake up, wake up." ...from the depths of this hell: where the free are slaves, no difference between the cowards and brave, where our love and hate have become the same, it's time that we "unbecame"... Where the ears are deaf, and tongues too dry where the arms don't hold, and seeing eyes go blind Where nothing is everything and everything is nothing: "Arise-my soul, and sing." [свернуть] Добавлено через 17 минут я от бостонс чуть не разрыдался Добавлено через 11 минут " 87 раз(а) в 14 " еще одну спасибку за это сообщение и я буду колоссально счастлив ) |
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01.07.2009, 21:43 | #308 |
Nvllivs in verba
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Re: Have Heart
трэк с Bridge Nine 2009 Summer Compilation:
Have Heart - Lions And Lambs http://ifolder.ru/12908916 Благодарочка отправляется Korch |
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13.07.2009, 18:09 | #314 |
lossless
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Re: Have Heart
Информация о проблемах на таможне с группой Have Heart, просвещаемся
http://threat-4ex.livejournal.com/1394.html |
07.08.2009, 23:45 | #318 |
mp3 256 kbps
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Re: Have Heart
Bridge Nine Summer Compilation (2009)
TRACK LISTING: 1. Strike Anywhere - Hand Of Glory 2. Death Before Dishonor - Better Ways To Die 3. Polar Bear Club - Living Saints 4. Ruiner - Two Words 5. Dead Swans - Thinking Of You 6. Soul Control - Beyond Words 7. Crime In Stereo - War 8. Paint It Black - Salem 9. Have Heart - Lions And Lambs (previously unreleased) 10. H2O - Sunday (CD only bonus track) 11. Cruel Hand - Wisdom/Pain (CD only bonus track) 12. Ceremony - A Blight On Mental Health (CD only bonus track) 13. Defeater - The City By Dawn (CD only bonus track) 14. Energy - 400 (CD only bonus track) Последний раз редактировалось Clark; 12.04.2012 в 18:08. |
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16.09.2009, 14:52 | #327 |
MCD
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Re: Have Heart
ага, осенью
хотя один счастливый россиянин все-же на них попадет. завидую. да и не столько что прям хев харт. просто как бы два дня - и весь тупо самый лучший хардкор современный восточного побережья. и еще тайный гость - даже страшно представить кто. |
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