A Midnite Choir
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vinyl 7"
A Midnite Choir играют в портовом районе Сиэттла летом 1998 или 1999 года
Полуночный Хор - это культовый в определённых кругах безумный карнавальный панк-кабаре коллектив, про который достоверно известно лишь то, что появился он в Сиэттле не позже 1998го года, в составе опредлённо присутствовали такие персонажи, как Джимми-Карманник (Jimmy The Pickpocket, аккордеон/орган и вокал), Безумный Уилкокс (Mad Wilcox, контрабас и пила) и некий Грег, в обязанности которого входили основные вокальные партии, также примечательный тем, что в то же время трудился в другой, довольно популярной в тех же узких кругах команде The Circus Contraption основным автором песен и аккордеонистом впридачу. Вообще, судьбы двух этих трупп тесно сплетены друг с другом: помимо общих музыкантов, в репертуаре обеих имелись и общие песни. Данный факт с одной стороны даёт приблизительное представление о музыке самого Хора, а с другой является своеобразным знаком качества. 2001 год был ознаменован выпуском дебютного, так и оставшегося единственным, альбома, многозначительно озаглавленного "You Have Been Warned...", а уже в 2002м Джимми с Уилкоксом значились в составе секстета The Bad Things, название которого было взято из оды белой горячке "Physical Withdrawals" пера A Midnite Choir, в то время как Грег сосредоточился на The Circus Contraption и собственной группе Moonpenny Opera.
Разудалая атмосфера безнадежного помешательства заставит любого почувствовать себя немного не в своём уме и, что самое главное, получить от этого максимум удовольствия.
Чтобы оценить масштаб их гениальности, предлагаю вашему вниманию текст одной из самых блестящих песен ансамбля
Amelia
I was meeting Amelia
At a quarter to one;
She was working late
At the crematorium.
When I eased in the back,
I was shocked and displeased!
Amelia was naked,
And her lover deceased.
He'd arrived three days prior,
Into her lab;
Ripe for the oven,
And laid on a slab.
Three days in the freezer
Had frozen him frigid,
But post-mortem stiffness
Had left him quite rigid.
Oh, I loved a girl named Amelia,
Who suffered from nec-rophi-lia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
Well her damned infidelity
Had made me quite furious,
But something inside me
Was slightly curious.
She said she could never
Love a man in good health (dissolve into sobbing);
But that gave me hope.
So I bought a rope (dissolve into sobbing),
And I went home
And I hung myself.
I did it for a girl named Amelia,
Who suffered from acute necrophilia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
And now we're as happy as happy can be,
She gets her romancing from me.
Who needs religion,
When you've sex with your wife,
In the happily everly afterly life.
I married a girl named Amelia,
My mistress of necrophilia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
I'm married to a girl named Amelia,
My princess of necrophilia,
Soon I will be nought but bones and decay,
But Amelia loves me that way.
I was meeting Amelia
At a quarter to one;
She was working late
At the crematorium.
When I eased in the back,
I was shocked and displeased!
Amelia was naked,
And her lover deceased.
He'd arrived three days prior,
Into her lab;
Ripe for the oven,
And laid on a slab.
Three days in the freezer
Had frozen him frigid,
But post-mortem stiffness
Had left him quite rigid.
Oh, I loved a girl named Amelia,
Who suffered from nec-rophi-lia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
Well her damned infidelity
Had made me quite furious,
But something inside me
Was slightly curious.
She said she could never
Love a man in good health (dissolve into sobbing);
But that gave me hope.
So I bought a rope (dissolve into sobbing),
And I went home
And I hung myself.
I did it for a girl named Amelia,
Who suffered from acute necrophilia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
And now we're as happy as happy can be,
She gets her romancing from me.
Who needs religion,
When you've sex with your wife,
In the happily everly afterly life.
I married a girl named Amelia,
My mistress of necrophilia,
She thought of me fondly but when all's done and said,
She prefered her lovers dead.
I'm married to a girl named Amelia,
My princess of necrophilia,
Soon I will be nought but bones and decay,
But Amelia loves me that way.
2001 - You Have Been Warned... (CBR 128 Kbps)
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