Το videoclip της ημέρας

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=arGtyiutW6M&feature=related

Gergiev-Petrenko.

Aπ'την 13η Συμφωνια τού Σοστακοβιτς τό ''Ιn the store'' που μιλά,μέσω τού Γιεφτουσένκο ,γιά τίς γυναίκες τής Ρωσίας πού περιμένουν υπομονετικά στίς ουρές γιά νά αγοράσουν ένα δράμι τροφίμων..

Μονον αυτό μπορεί νά μπεί σήμερα ,μιάς και ταιριάζει απόλυτα μέ τον ζόφο πού έφερε η Κυβέρνηση Τσολάκογλου στην χώρα.


http://www.avclub.gr/forum/showthread.php?t=71160
 
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Βαρύ,πικρό και επίκαιρο,όντως Σπύρο.

Αξιο αφιέρωμα στις μέρες που μας περιμένουν...

Υ.Γ. Ζητώ συγγνώμη απ τους συντρόφους της Μουσικής, για την "ελαφρότητα" των βιντεοκλιπ που ανεβάζω.
Βλέπετε,κάποιες φορές το ένστικτο της αυτοσυντήρησης (ή της μετατόπισης προβλήματος), είναι πολύ ισχυρό με αποτέλεσμα να την πληρώνει η Μουσική,ακόμη και εν είδει χιουμοριστικής πινελιάς.
 
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0K4J90s1A2M


Face - The Enemy
Stare - Inside You
Control - Your Thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em All

You Censor What We Breathe
Prejudice With No Belief
Senseless Violence All Around
Who Is It That Keeps Us Down

Once All Free Tribes
Chained Down Led Lives
Blood Boils Inside Me
We're Not Slaves, We're Free

Face - The Enemy
Stare - Inside You
Control - Your Thoughts
Destroy - Destroy 'em All
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSvFpBOe8eY&feature=related

(wake up)
grab a brush and put on a little make up
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
why'd you leave the keys up on the table
here you go create another fable
you wanted to
grab a brush and put on a little makeup
you wanted to
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
you wanted to
why'd you leave the keys up on the table
you wanted to
why i dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide
i cry when angels deserve to die


wake up
(wake up)
grab a brush and put on a little make up
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
why'd you leave the keys up on the table
here you go create another fable
you wanted to
grab a brush and put on a little makeup
you wanted to
hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
you wanted to
why'd you leave the keys up on the table
you wanted to
why i dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide
i cry when angels deserve to die
in my self righteous suicide
i cry when angels deserve to die

father father father father
father into your hand ,i commend my spirit
father into your hand ,why have you forsaken me
in your eyes forsaken me
in your thoughts forsaken me
in your heart forsaken me ohh
trust in my self righteous suicide
i cry when angels deserve to die
in my self righteous suicide
i cry when angels deserve to die
 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tB8zVUh8lmM

I’ve become resistant to myself
To my weaknesses and pain
I’ve become the one who wants to live
and just feel alive again

I’ve changed myself

I’ve become addicted to being strong
Started out my second life
And the remnants of your tears and smiles
Shift deleted from my mind

Without knowing how it hurts…
I feel safe

Without knowing how it hurts…
I feel safe

Is this
What I
Really
Wanted?
 
Φοβερο τραγουδι.

Οι στιχοι...νομιζω ολοι εχουν νιωσει καποια στιγμη αυτο το πραμα
 
Απάντηση: Re: Το videoclip της ημέρας

Εις μνήμην του μεγάλου Gil Scott Heron....ταυτόχρονα τυγχάνει να είναι και πολύ επίκαιρο.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGaoXAwl9kw&feature=related


Aν μού επιτρέπεις νά βάλω καί τούς στίχους ,μιάς καί αποκλείουν τήν περίπτωση εκδρομής...Ακόμα πιό επίκαιρο..



You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.