Loud Notes

Aug 06

The Black Angels - Evil Things (from "Indigo Meadow", 2013)

I once met you in the killing field
Collecting dust, yeah, kicking up blood
That was then when we were both people,
Doing people things like collecting dreams
They knew gold and pure …
All your archest are so plainly

That was in when we were both blind,
Taking what was blind
Killing all the time
We’re the same with new intentions
We’re the same with bad intentions

Hey little darling girl
You’re sweet with your heart in our hand

Look what we’ve done, never been more blind
Every day singing prayers
We’re saying we are blamelessMaking love on summer days yeah
Making love feels good to me
Shaking up on hollow Wlace
Saying up feels good to me
That was in when we were both evil
Doing evil things like stifle and scream
We are good now, we are blameless
We are wrong now, we are shameless

Love is your drug
Love is your drug
Love is your drug
Love is your evil
Evil,
We are evil
This ain’t evil

Aug 01

The Kinks - This Time Tomorrow (from "Lola versus Powerman and the Money-go-round" Vol. 1, 1970)

This time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea
This time tomorrow what will we know
Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show

I’ll leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by
Seven miles below ma I can see the world and it ain’t so big at all

This time tomorrow what will we see
Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets
I don’t where I’m going, I don’t want to see
I feel the world below me looking up at me

Leave the sun behind me, and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by
And I’m in perpetual motion and the world below doesn’t matter much to me

This time tomorrow where will we be
On a spaceship somewhere sailing across any empty sea
This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow

Jun 23

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Jun 23

The Screaming Trees - Subtle Poison (from "Buzz Factory", 1989)

Subtle poison slips through my veins
A dark cloud inside of me
It hovers slow till you finally know
I’m waiting just to set it free
Whoa the walls are closing in right on you
What are you gonna do now
The walls are closing in right on you
What did you think I would do now Hey, come on

What I wanted still evades me
A black fog behind me
I think it will be over my shoulder
Pushin’ me so very near
Now the walls are closing in right on you
What are you gonna do now
The walls are closing in right on you
What did you think I would do now
Hey, they’re closing in right on you, yeah

Subtle poison slips through my veins
A dark cloud inside of me
It hovers slow till you finally know

I’m waiting just to set it free
Well the walls are closing in right on you
What are you gonna do now
The walls are closing in right on you
What did you think I would do now

Jun 09

The Kinks - Brainwashed (from "Arthur, Or The Decline And Fall of The British Empire", 1969)

You look like a real human being
But you don’t have a mind of your own
Yeah, you can talk, you can breathe
You can work, you can stitch, you can sew
But you’re brainwashed
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees
You’ve got a job and a house
And a wife, and your kids and a car
Yeah, you’re content just to be
What they want you to be
And be happy to be where you are
Yes you are
Get down on your knees
Get down on your knees

The aristocrats and bureaucrats
Are dirty rats
For making you what you are
They’re up there and you re down here
You’re on the ground and they’re up with the stars
All your life they’ve kicked you around and pushed you around
Till you can’t take any more
To them you’re just a speck of dirt
But you don’t want to get up off the floor
Mister you’re just brainwashed
They give you social security
Tax saving benefits that grow at maturity
Yeah, you’re content just to be
What they want you to be
And to do what they want you to
Yes you are, yes you are
Get down on your knees

May 20

The Doors - Riders on The Storm (from "L.A. Woman", 1971)

Bye Bye Ray!

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

There’s a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin’ like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Wow!

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we’re born
Into this world we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Mar 24

Some Men Are Made Of Steel And Blood
Some Fall From Heaven When Their Time Does Come

Some Of Us We Run From A Shapeless Form
And Some Men They Hide From A Howling Storm
Now I Will Wander Through The Falling Flames
And I Will Drown In The Burning Rain

Sha La La La La La La, Let It Come Down
Sha La La La La La La, Let It Come Down

There Is A Place With Nothing To Gain
There Lies The Lover Who Has Broken No Chain
He Sits By The Window And He Stares At The Dark
She Feels For The Knife That Will Split His Heart
Now We Are Betrayed In The Cold Black Pain
And A Fire Will Rain Down Again And Again

Sha La La La La La La, Let It Come Down
Sha La La La La La La, Let It Come Down

Nov 03

In our town, murders, happen everyday
When the temperature rises they open the hydrants, and let the children play
In our town, friday is payroll day
The taverns open, the sun goes down, the neon signs make a grand display
In our town, murders, happen everyday
There are whores walking the streets
They ain’t pretty and they ain’t cheap
We’ve got cops walking the beat
Stopping all the strangers they meet
Tn our town, martyrs, hang from the gallows pole
Newsboys cry on every corner, some high and mighty, has been brought low
In our town, friends, gather on the boulevard
The merchants are fat and happy, the beggar’s life is hard
In our town, martyrs, hang in the gallows yard

There are guns, guns - banging on the door of flesh
There are guns, guns - the fire and smoke scratch my breath
There are guns, guns - and empty eyes staring up in death
There are guns, guns - banging on the door of flesh in our town

Muezzins, call form the minarets
Monks bow before their beggar bowls
While christians smoke their cigarettes
In our town, prophets, warn of a judgement day
Young girls hang out of window sills, a flowery frame for their charms’ display
In our town, the river, smells of oil and shit
A hundred cranes stand in the harbour, loading a hundred ships
In our town a thousand tongues speak from a thousand lips
We’ve got whores walking the streets
Stopping all the strangers they meet
We’ve got cops walking the beat
They ain’t pretty and they ain’t cheap
In our town, the skyline, is like a mountain range
The streets are wind swept canyons, the central park is a grassy plain
In our town, the saints, smile down on festival days
In tropical plumage, the black girls dance for the king of the big parade
In our town, the bosses, curse the working man
Husbands curse their wives, and then they raise their hands

In our town the sirens answer to 911 
Another soul is flying free from another mother’s son
In our town, the bodies, are cremated by the riverside
Up to the morning sun they rise
The flames, the smoke, the widow’s cries
A stain of ashes, soot and sparks upon the dawning, rosy light
In our town, the skyline, looks down upon the riverside

Sep 17

quote ‎Il governo non vi sostiene? Io non ho mai preso soldi dal governo, che si fotta il governo.
Come fate a dire che non avete speranza, voi giovani che avete una vita davanti, avete il potere, tanti libri da leggere, e globalmente, attraverso la tecnologia, avete anche i numeri per cambiare le cose. Non vi aspettate nessun aiuto da nessuno, io non l’ho mai fatto. Se poi arriva, tanto meglio. Io ho 65 anni e credo nel futuro: perchè la vostra generazione non dovrebbe?

— Patti Smith al Giffoni Film Festival  (via cristianaraffa)
Sep 05
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