А System Of A Down номенированы на Грэмми (лучшее хард-рок выступление - B.Y.O.B.).
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За много сегодняшнего свободного для размышлений времени я осознала вот что:
SOAD НИКОГДА НЕ ОПОПСЕЮТ. вся их музыка, их стиль жизни, их творчество никогда не сделается попсой. или даже чем-то на это похожим. с кем-кем, а с ними это никак не может быть связано. в каком бы направлении ни двигались, всегда будут отражать именно то, что называется качественной музыкой. возможно, сами того не замечая. поэтому сказав: "опопсели"- выскажешь бред. перешли в новое звучание. или: с другой стороны интерпретировали лирику.
Вот.
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http://ailemens.sitesled.com/video/PockemonChopSuey.wmv - неожиданная трактовка песни soad танцорами брейк-данса! ))
вот вам офигительная ссылка с фотодосье на каждого из участников группы + обои на комп + аватары + куча всякой полезной всячины (истинные поклонники должны заценить).....http://mypage.bluewin.ch/swisstemofadown/groupe/ [400x300] [311x232]
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полные имена участников soad
Serj Adam Tankian
Daron Artie Malakian
Shavo Robert Odadjian
John William Dolmayan
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Soldier Side
Welcome to the soldier side
Where there is no one here but me
People all grow up to die
There is no one here but me
B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs)
You !
Why do they always send the poor ?!
Barbarism by Barbaras
with pointed heels
Victorious, Victorious, kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom !
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Blast off, it's party time !
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off, it's party time !
And where the fuck are you ?
Where the fuck are you ?
Where the fuck are you ?
Why don't presidents fight the war ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why don't presidents fight the war ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Kneeling roses disappearing
Into Moses dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox
Stealing our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom!
Handed to a obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sun
Where the fuck are you ?
Where the fuck are you ?
Why don't presidents fight the war ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why don't presidents fight the war ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why do they always send the poor ?
Why...do...they always send the poor ?
Why...do...they always send the poor ?
Why...do...they always send the poor ?
They always send the poor !
They always send the poor !
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Attack
Breathing each other's lives
Holding this in mind
That if we fall, we all fall
And we fall alone
The cold insincerity of steel machines
Have consumed our euphoria
Transforming us into muted dreams
Dreaming of the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your fetal servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shall attack
Books illustrate what we already know
Candles cry towards the sky
Racing your flags along polluted coasts
Dreaming of the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your fetal servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shall attack
Attack
Attack
Breathing each other's lives
Holding this in mind
That if we fall, we all fall
And we fall alone
Breathing each other's lives
Holding this in mind
That if we fall, we all fall
And we fall alone
What's the philosophy of displaced mines
The bombing of all homes and villages
Truth is the only sword bleeding minds
Bleeding till the day that
We attack
Attack, attack your fetal servitude
We attack
Attack, attack, attack with pesticide
We attack
All the years of propaganda
We shakk attack
Attack all the homes and villages
Attack all the schools and hospitals
You attack all the rapes and pillages
We shall attack
We shall attack
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неожиданно для себя обнаружила, что вес папки SOAD на компе превысил размер 5 Гб...))
делиться её содержимым буду по частям
первая серия посвящается дарону-блондину, дарону-голому, дарону-бородачу и не только....
итак, дарон - как он есть....
ЗЫ. возможно, что-то ранее уже здесь могли видеть...
необыкновенно красивая лирика
СОАД растут
Lost in Hollywood.
I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those viscious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They find you,
Two time you,
Say your the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.
Phoney people come to play,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.
You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.
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Никто не знает, что Серж говорил на церемонии (МТВ и т.д.). Там звук вырубили после слова Civilazation. После всё ещё заорали-захлопали.
Долгожданную "Hezze" все-таки не включили в Hypnotize...
Может она выложена хде-нить в нете? Никто не натыкался?
А мне, вот инткркстно: Че играет у баробаньщика в наушнике! С вокалистом ястно, А вот с Джоном????!
А накой им коврики под ногами, когда играют? Чё то не знаю я накой...
Пусть кждый напишит своего любимца,мой например Дарен.
Чур только не писать типа"Как можно выбрать."" всех люблю" и т.д.
Я эстонка.
И поэтому прошу ещё раз выложить фото жены Сержа!
Настроение сейчас - drunk....
Слушаи те, в видео Spiders, у Сержа дреды, у него деиствительно были дреды или ето не настоясчие???!
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