azal Posted May 14, 2004 Author Report Posted May 14, 2004 ma ja i matematika...kao bodyremover i redovno tusiranje. Quote
BodyRemover Posted May 14, 2004 Report Posted May 14, 2004 ispravka: kao matematika+redovno tusiranje+bodyremover. u obadva sam jadan poz Quote
Out Of Time Posted May 14, 2004 Report Posted May 14, 2004 haQ isho sam ja kod Gukija na pechurke, luk i matematichko obrazovanjeQ sam bio mag al uvek se zajebem negde u +/- i ode mi ceo zadatakQ tako ti je toQ dirty antimath core... novi pravac za HogRemovera Quote
BodyRemover Posted May 15, 2004 Report Posted May 15, 2004 jutros sam radio matu, sad sam se tushirao... sistem mi nista ne moze! poz Quote
Kent Posted May 15, 2004 Report Posted May 15, 2004 siso, odakle ti taj avatar!? sacramento gubi! sutra svi na jarbole! poz Quote
Out Of Time Posted May 15, 2004 Report Posted May 15, 2004 avatar ti be majku... genijalno... imash od mene chashu vode kad budesh umirao... Quote
Vitamin K Experience Posted May 15, 2004 Report Posted May 15, 2004 mogu samo da predpostavim da ce elektronika biti u fazonu Squarepusher-a jer je to jedina elektronika koja je toliko histericna koliko muzika DEPa. Ako se odluče da sviraju dnb, nekako je i logično da to rade kao Squarepusher. Jazzer nadrkan na dnb - šta bi drugo mogli? Još će da ga nadjebu žestoko ako ubace istripovani clean vokal. Samo mi nije jasno kako je par stvari od Squarepusher-a uspelo da postane TV komercijala Quote
azal Posted May 16, 2004 Author Report Posted May 16, 2004 zato sto su spotovi dobri...pa niko ne slusa mjuzu Quote
Gothic Angel Posted May 16, 2004 Report Posted May 16, 2004 ma ja i matematika...kao bodyremover i redovno tusiranje. Quote
BodyRemover Posted May 31, 2004 Report Posted May 31, 2004 evo nova DEP pesma za DL. http://www.plastic-noise.com/mp3s/dillinge...asonicyouth.mp3 pa recite. odlicna pesma ali ne bas ono sto sam ocekivao na novom albumu. govno. poz Quote
Out Of Time Posted May 31, 2004 Report Posted May 31, 2004 nije losha stvar... kenjash... nije ti losh taj BlockOut potpis... Quote
Fiery Posted June 1, 2004 Report Posted June 1, 2004 Dobro zvuci. Svakako nije nesto sto ne bih ocekivao od tDEP. Quote
Out Of Time Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 papci, Miss Machine ''be majku carpenteru! najbolje od Dillingera samo za vas! album je pure geniozo totalitare! bice ve recenzija u BV #6 pa kad ste papci vi je chitajte samo, a ja ce je slushat kao zeka mali sa velike ushi! eto, nishta drugo JAAAAAA... MISS MACHINE!!!!!!! Quote
BodyRemover Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 meni se jos nije svidelo nikako da se na pevaca ovoga naviknem. i bubanj je u najmanju ruku 'cudan'. sve ostalo HYPE!!! poz Quote
Fiery Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 Bas bih mogao onda i da ga skinem, kad je vec pri ruci Quote
Out Of Time Posted July 12, 2004 Report Posted July 12, 2004 meni se jos nije svidelo nikako da se na pevaca ovoga naviknem. i bubanj je u najmanju ruku 'cudan'. sve ostalo HYPE!!! poz uradi mlakonja 1 'cenziju za Converge novi i nemoj da kenjash za pevca Dillingeskog! baby's first coffin? a? tu je kao slavuj Rasha! malko Pattona lize po bulji al peva, peva kao shtiglic Joca... tvrrrrrrrrrrd album... oraspolozio me... Quote
azal Posted July 19, 2004 Author Report Posted July 19, 2004 album je velicanstven!!!!! Vec ga znam napamet. Novi pevac je fenomenalan....ima jezivo dranje i nikad bolji clean...kao moderniji, besniji Patton. Ima dosta noviteta na albumu...imas Phone Call i Unretrofied koji su u fazonu "If Dillinger played electro pop" i nikad su bolji momenti...da se malo odmoris od pilane. Album je keva....opet tehnicki maximalno naciman i agresivan do bola....ali ima mnogo novih i nebocnih momenta da ne bih bio repeat Calculation infinity. Ako ste voleli Irony is A Dead Scene...this is the next level. Odlicne klavijature i semplovi takodje. I opet.sve pohvale za novoj pevaca...lik je totalno sick. Quote
azal Posted July 21, 2004 Author Report Posted July 21, 2004 recenzija novog albuma se pojavila u New York Times-u... ko se razume, zna vec kakva je ovo cast... evo recenzije. 'Miss Machine' Dillinger Escape Plan Seven years ago the original lineup of Dillinger Escape Plan offered up cold dishes of precisely subdivided rhythm: trying to count through the songs could confound you. Not so much angry as anti-emotional, the band members seemed antimelodic too, writing attenuated, bitten-off riffs so as to draw all their power from rhythmic patterns. ''Math metal,'' it was often called, sometimes uncharitably. But they played this complicated stuff with such ferocity that you couldn't knock them for chilliness. ''Miss Machine'' (Relapse), this New Jersey band's second full-length album, broadens its sound and even pushes it toward a larger audience, something that once seemed unthinkable in the band's old hunkered-down asceticism. Its new singer, Greg Puciato, delivers a scorched scream similar to that of his predecessor Dimitri Minakakis, but here and there he actually sings tunefully in the deep valley of a tenor voice. There's no doubt that Mike Patton, who sings gracefully when he wants to, has made his mark on the band. In ''Highway Robbery'' the band rips through broken fields of rhythm, then surges into a potentially hit-making chorus. In ''We Are the Storm'' the band members go spacey and slow; in ''Crutch Field Tongs'' they indulge an interest in experimental sound and texture. Metal is such an inherently conservative form that groups tend to build a music declaring its dimensions immediately, so its listeners will know which subgenre to file them under. ''Miss Machine'' establishes this band in death metal; in the old ''math metal'' idea; in punk; in the gnarled, morose rock sound of Nine Inch Nails. Then it makes an inspired right turn and keeps you guessing. Dillinger Escape Plan will perform at the Knitting Factory in TriBeCa on Aug. 16 and 17. Quote
Out Of Time Posted July 27, 2004 Report Posted July 27, 2004 ne mogu da nadjem tekstove... aj neko nek... aaaaj 'leba vam! dok pevam Unretrofied zvuchim kao magarc bez zuba... nemam pojma shta govorim al svper mi, keve mi evo... aj neko taj text... Quote
azal Posted July 27, 2004 Author Report Posted July 27, 2004 Panasonic Youth We wrote these plans took the order the architecture and followed them to the end until the gears ground cold and relentless there was no remorse we had none we kept on with no trace of a regret I never saw any blood no soul for the body watch them turn her scab covered skin into stone like a coal in the sky searching for the dawn for the last time bloated with white eyes wide we've come to an understanding you lose I profit high noon and there ain't no secrets no more excuses now our number's up let them lead us by the throat now just smile while the rope pulls tighter guilty is an understatement the hourglass is never right side up and all the time we try to tear the script up forgetting all the sour for the sweet the paragraph has never been so empty the mother dies with infant in arms the lifeless test tube, look what she's done evolution gave us a clock that's always winding down Sunshine the Werewolf Cry your eyes bloodshot while there's still time 'cause soon it's gone and you'll be so shocked one queen-sized coffin that was built for two is your death bed it belongs to you tease me baby please me with the fresh disease hope riding on a bullet alive tonight you know we couldn't get it right come save your life tonight you know we'll never get it right don't try to swim to shore because you can't go back say three words like they're the last you'll speak curtains drop concealing appearances of heaven destroyer they'll be another just like you you're not the only one I'm not the only one watching the fallout fly back up walking where time stands still see how our love kills dropping curtains down concealing appearances of heaven without my existence you are nothing without my affection you wilt we fucked like a nuclear war release...fuck off see how I let you down watching fallout fly back up Highway Robbery You'd never imagine us bringing a loaded gun to the ballroom this party's about to kick off tonight is the wrong night the devil's own are only starting up the first round of the fight so hang on tight dear mother the needle is jabbing the womb draw back and release this child of disease this mob is a riot the outlaw youth are only emptying the first round of the night 'cause everything's not alright I suppose you thought you had our hands behind our backs wool over our eyes now your pulse is in my palm and you stand hands to mouth wearing your disguise it's pretty apparent this boy is a curse the christ of the moment so blow him away hey come on and take the new number if you're next in line then kid I got a really big fucking surprise there won't be a next time Van Damsel Surprise! it's not what you thought as it runs a dead stop light you're the fool and we won't look back let's tie those ankles to the railroad don't stop to catch your breath I bet your foresight never saw this train wreck is right on time a fucking punk rock prostitute pick the open vein to shreds you should know that you're my death wish bible thumping steeple fuck you are the worst of all scum we were young and we were god far away from us now we don't want it, what you've got we don't want it and you've got it she took my hand but I never took hers Phone Home Take fire out of heaven's clenched fist cracks slip between my desire to keep your broken heart bleeding just hold tight and tell another fucking joke to pacify the urge for suicide you know it won't keep waiting so say goodbye 'cause I never want to hear another word about you and I you know...you never stop now we started out just running out spreading like wings and we are one I pulled you right out of the gutter when I could have bee lined we started out just running out spreading like wings and what were we supposed to do? You belong to me and what are we supposed to do? Suck it in, spit it out you know that two's a crowd? Expectant mother's stillborn baby beauty cries aloud and tries to tell you what I'm about now don't you worry about a little thing like this it only hurts just a bit I promise I'm going to take you a mile high so don't you cry 'cause it'll just be baby baby baby nonstop until the end of the night so keep your mouth shut I can tell you're a good fuck just by the way you wear that innocent look don't you know that enough is never enough I made you now you are property I can't discard We Are the Storm Well they said we'd tear ourselves apart and it turns out they were right 'cause I've never seen you so weak and so far out of breath and I never saw the tide rise so high so fast watch this pawn capture the queen white picket drive-by gargle the stench the storm brings you'll never get enough watch this pawn capture the queen now I can't shake you but I can't take you empty skin bag you're my cum rag and now the flood gates overflow now I see that too much is not enough no this game has been playing for too long yeah you did it did you get enough? my sweet child of fire this love affair is so lost this love affair is so lost cut through the sea this pendulum swings near to me we are the storm so take your ship to port oh it's time to let it go right now it's time to let it go 'cause this feels like half a million years and I know you feel the same way I do don't you well you turned this leak into a riptide your mess - clean it up 'cause we won't be watching these stars no more no more well they said we'd tear ourselves apart and it turns out they were right Setting Fire to Sleeping Giants First off let me say you look so tired... rest your head and shut your eyes empty ambition blankets the sky... I'm thinking 'bout another world tonight so drop the gown the game's over just push your face into the fight and it breaks my heart like dancing up all night ride so high we both start thinking 'bout another world tonight and it feels so wrong like nothing we've ever felt before the stranger's candy takes you where you ought to be in broken alleys in the back of every street close your eyes tonight baby you can have it ooh baby gnaw me down to the bone soon you'll find I'm never gonna take you back home well there's so much you never told me and there's not much I want to know 'cause your pretty face will do just fine you'll be the star of my every last show let's go for a long ride I'll show you places you won't ever want to leave the stranger's candy takes you where you ought to be in broken alleys in the back of every street tonight we could bring it all down we could bring it all down they think this body's a dead note dancing to the beat but they'll never see this corpse coming 'till it kills them Baby's First Coffin Dear god protect us come on blackest heart she stares forever and then some never again polished barb wire smile tricks and treats she's done so cut her again gut her again silence tells us we're damned jesus we've gone and done it again jimmy's got a new gun in his hand you're being a liar I'm stealing the show you're being a liar I'm ready to go how could you doubt we would ever find out the emperor is dead goodbye to god dead so long embrace defeat you know we both agreed to it stick the diamond to it gust of wind to the face never returning favors take the prison to the man I could promise the world if we could travel through time don't back out on me now relax and remember the promise of the sign I wish you could see yourself now you look at me like a child the way you glide across the room instrument of seduction let go of it rapunzel let it down wait for the signal then bring it down with a smile now become the conductor the way you slide across the room how wonderful the connection did the last kiss still taste as good as the first or is this just the opening scene of a new play I look at you like a child but not at all like you looked at me but grace is already dead now is the time to come and face the master you should never say yes when you really mean no Unretrofied Is the can half diseased or is the disease half canned and is the man half machine or is the machine half man I'm unretrofied for you I'll just fake it in the end just save it for a new song and leave dead in the end time is wasted in the end wood paneled wagon carpool dragons killing me again now they're looting our holes until there is nothing left calloused intentions it seems, coward's invention at best I'm unretrofied for you jesus can't play the music 'caused he's nailed to the cross and over gnawed off feet I find that I can't walk I can't even walk we're all dead The Perfect Design Motions that make gods cringe running in circles as fast as we can take what you can 'cause now it's all over run hot and cold to break the skin and we won't take no for an answer for just when the door slams the pill drops oh my sweet unknowing partner the perfect design the pill drops so start the silent dance slumping silhouette unforgiving hands harboring regret play it just once more for old times yeah....you know you're all I ever wanted yeah....you know you're all I'll ever want how we laughed when we first saw each other... how you screamed when I saw your eyes melting... this is the end of every rainbow and now your face shatters every waking second Quote
Buddha Posted August 3, 2004 Report Posted August 3, 2004 ne mogu ja jos ovo. ustvari, ne stizem od nove meshugganije Quote
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