 |
 |
 |
Flotsam and Jetsam
« Drift »
|  |
|
| |
 |
 |
| |
| |
| |
| 1 | Me 03:17
|
| | 2 | Empty Air 03:50
|
| | 3 | Pick a Window 03:47
|
| | 4 | 12 Year Old With a Gun 03:29
|
| | 5 | Missing 05:57
|
| | 6 | Blindside 03:35
|
| | 7 | Remember 03:46
|
| | 8 | Destructive Signs 04:54
|
| | 9 | Smoked Out 06:08
|
| | 10 | Poet's Tell 03:55
|
| | Total playing time 42:38 |
|
  
Vocals - Eric A.K.
Guitars - Edward Carlson
Guitars - Michael Gilbert
Bass - Jason Ward
Drums - Kelly Smith |
|
MCA
April 25th, 1995 |
 |
| 1. Me
I feel guilty about being alive
I've been hiding in the basement of my mind
If I don't keep moving
My feet will fall asleep
It gets a little harder
When the snow's so deep
What I take I take on the chin
They keep asking hey what's wrong with him
I look alone
But there's a cro |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
| |
|
|
   
 |
Есть такая традиция: считать FaJ после Ньюстеда (того самого, который был единственным вменяемым участником Metallica) чем-то таким середнячковым и скучным, вроде как, играли они по инерции ещё дюжину лет, но так и не смогли оправиться от его ухода. Какое горе... Могу себе представить, что «Drift» не был продолжением той моложаво-кокаиновой оргии под названием «No Place for Disgrace», что облегчённый метальчик с альтернативными вкраплениями отпугнул многих troo-позеров. Могу даже помыслить, что парням и вправду нужно было поменять название коллектива, ибо до уровня «No Place…» они уже никогда не достанут, а трепетные критики всегда будут их этим попрекать. Межде тем, «Drift» - классная работа очень техничного коллектива, где есть всё, чего может душа пожелать: рублёные тяжеловесные риффы, металлические «баллады», скоростные и медленные номера, оригинальные ходы и интересные мелодии. Есть, конечно, и что-то такое, что я могу ассоциировать лишь с самыми коммерчески успешными порождениями сиэттлской сцены, «Missing» или «Destructive Signs», например. Мне лично это, опять же, по вкусу.
Если угодно, «Drift» - альбом явно из той же творческой эпохи группы, что и «Cuatro», но значительно ярче. Очень аккуратно спродюсированный и ништяковый альбом. |
 |
 |
|  |
| | | |
Флотсамы - одна из немногих амерских трешевых банд, которые смогли в 90-х не только правильно модернизировать свой саунд, но и выработать свой собственный стиль, звук и, таким образом, остаться интересными и в конечном итоге выжить. Пусть не все альбомы 90-х годов 100%-но хороши, но свой почерк музыканты имеют - это точно. Достаточно прослушать этот альбом. Тугие и тяжелые риффы, разнообразные акустические отступления и вступления, аранжировки, легкий налет психоделии и неповторимый вокал. Композиции, в основном, среднетемповые, непростые, и в то же время крайне запоминающиеся, даже хитовые. Не это ли показатель таланта? Лучший их альбом, наверное. |
|
|
| |
| | | |
| |
|
|  |
просмотров: 16696 |
And I know you can't tell
Which one is me
If I don't keep moving
My feet will fall asleep
It gets a little harder
When the snow's so deep
Waiting for my help!
Hope you can hold your breath
Not doing anything that's what I do best
Which one is me
I look alone
But there's a crowd I see
And I know you can't tell
Which one is me
2. Empty Air
Feeling shellshocked
Barbedwire, I'm torn apart
Warheads dead ends
Parties only we attend
The runaround, out of ground
Your god damned sympathy
Wears me down!
I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Slipping faster all the time
But no one seems to care!
Concrete breaks my fall
Trouble ten stories tall
Sunshine, I can't sleep
Just like my life on TV
Church bells drowning me out
My ears ring, your favorite sound!
Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I cant resist!
I've spent my life
Reaching out to empty air
Slipping faster all the time
But no one seems to care!
Clench my fists to strands
That really don't exist
I try not to fool myself
But still I cant resist!
Blood born my loss
Nailed to more than
Just a cross
Driven hard, brick fence
My twenty first second chance
Shellshocked
Barbedwire
Warheads
Your god damned sympathy
Concrete ten stories tall
Feeling shellshocked
Empty air
Empty air
3. Pick A Window
Another lamp with the bulb broken out
You can't see in here but I know how
I know glass is made of sand
But I see right through enough to understand
Downfall delivery
At any speed
You'll scare yourself creeping up on me
Hit myself hard in the head
Thought I could hold the hit instead
I burnt myself!
Pick a window because now you're leaving
Do you like hospital food - You will
Can your mother sew - Have her stitch' this
Things fade away that's what they tell
Look in the water can't see myself so well
Hoping for a place that safe
You got me instead
I've been waiting around all day
Just to see shadows spread
I'm hiding in the basement of my mind
It's cold and dark in here
Just what I thought
Learned my lessons well
These stitches keeping count
Going under is all I got down
Pick a window because now you're leaving
Do you like hospital food - You will
Can your mother sew - Have her stitch' this
4. 12 Year Old With A Gun
Hey kids where you been
I hope not killing again
What's that I see in your coat
What's that scar from on your throat
Fill yourself ruin anybodies life
I smoke a lot, but never got that high
On life putting on a price
Not worth anything take what you like
I hope you like what you see
So you there's no reason to point that gun at me
I'll fix it all with a gun
Right or wrong can't be undone
A bullet changes everything
Hear the echo of the shots that ring
Should have only had to look
Through the playground bars
Never thought what you'd end up seein'
Would be so hard!
I'll fix it all with a gun
Right or wrong can't be undone
A bullet changes everything
Hear the echo of the shots that ring
I'll fix it all with a gun
Right or wrong can't be undone
A bullet changes everything
Hear the echo of the shots that ring
5. Missing
If it were oh just gone
If it just wasn't there
Would I disappear
Would I even care
Avoid in the arrangement
A blindspot in my mind
A space in what's important
A black hole of some kind
It walks right beside me
Invisible to most
Not an apparition not the holy ghost
Sdumble two another day
Not knowing what is wrong
Not stolen not lost or broken
Been missing for so long
Can't quite find it in me
Fading pulse can I survive
My heart fails me again
Flatlined
But still alive
It walks right beside me
Invisible to most
Not an apparition not the holy ghost
Dragging it behind me,
Can't hold on any more
Slips through my fingers
And scatters on the floor
It hovers right above me
As I move from door to door
When I hang my head in shame
It lies then on the floor
Searching for what I may never know
It's missing I can feel it
Can't just let it go
When I reach out
I can feel it!
It walks right beside me
Invisible to most
Not an apparition not the holy ghost
It hovers right above me
As I move from door to door
When I hang my head in shame
It lies there on the floor
Talks from inside me, silent to most
Not the voice of god
Not the only ghost
Dragging it behind me,
Can't hold on any more
Slips through my fingers
And scatters on the floor
It lies there on the floor
Missing
6. Blindside
What's this, conscience with claws
The protest without the cause
Straight through drawing to the air
Run you over to get it here
Lost in my own insides
Any tool to fix it right
Never free from myself
Always running from myself
Can't see me in my blindside
Stopping tomorrow tonight
Forget about feelings use you like they use me
Can't even see you in the daylight
Fanatic full of facts tonight
Nothing's free
Anything, corrosive magnet
Dissolving everything within
Can't see me in my blindside
Stopping tomorrow tonight
Blindside they see my blindside
Stopping tomorrow tonight
Got what I wanted to know displaced
Override guy reason to win
Winning's not for everyone
The darkest dirt again
If I turn on my lights out
I won't have to clean my house
I won't have to clean my house
Can't see me in my blindside
Stopping tomorrow tonight
Blindside they see my blindside
Stoppin tomorrow tonight
Can't see me in my blindside
Stopping tomorrow tonight
Blindside they see my blindside
Stoppin tomorrow tonight
7. Remember
Newspaper blanket covers my view
But I still get the story through
The more people that I meet
The less friends that I keep
Words roll off my tongue like spit
I reighin again get used to it
The dust you kicked about
Ended up in my mouth
I don't care what they say
As long as they remember me
What they all think of me now is
All that I'll ever be
I'm sinking taking everyone down
Remember what I spoke
I'm throwing in the towel now
To stuff it down your throat
I don't care what they say
As long as they remember me
What they all think of me now is
All that I'll ever be
I'm sinking taking everyone down
Remember what I spoke
I'm throwing in the towel now
To stuff it down your throat
I don't care what they say
As long as they remember me
What they all think of me now is
All that I'll ever be
I'm sinking taking everyone down
Remember what I spoke
I'm throwing in the towel now
To stuff it down your throat
8. Destructive Signs
[Toast I]
Spit on lost reality
Canived underneath the sun
Had to go and drive the needle
Of my mind right through my heart
Absence of thought disturbs me
I've seen me in a dream!
I've lost me in a dream!
[Burn II]
Longing like a new widow
Wanting to rejoin
Force fed dosed on reality
Indian giver be true or trade away
I've liked me in a dream!
I've loved me in a dream!
[Tangled web]
Quit wasting my time
Why can't I get back
To where I've never been
Let the flesh
Instruct the mind
Destructive signs
[Spaced III]
Spend my time counting
The snowflakes in my mind
I never show, even though
You know I know the way
I know the way
I've seen me in a dream!
I've lost me in a dream!
[Tangled web]
Quit wasting my time
Why can't I get back
To where I've never been
Let the flesh
Instruct the mind
Destructive signs
[Lost IV]
Sitting here waiting
For myself
I'm late again
That's always certain
As long as I make it back
Make it back
I'm living me in a dream!
I'm lost me in a dream!
[Tangled web]
Quit wasting my time
Why can't I get back
To where I've never been
Let the flesh
Instruct the mind
Destructive signs
[Tangled web]
Quit wasting my time
Why can't I get back
To where I've never been
Let the flesh
Instruct the mind
Destructive signs
Let the flesh intruct the mind
9. Smoked Out
I come to you for guidance
I come to you for help
You just see a bright idea
To benefit yourself
You know that there's no risk
Nothing you should dread
On to your deception
This view of wool delights my head
Finally I realize what you're all about
Time to pull out all the stops
Don't make me spell it on
All I know is what I'd do
If I was in your shoes
Nothing close to what you've done
Nothing close to what you do
Tell me that I'm failing
Hold me under thumb
Pay off my emotions made
Blind deaf dumb
Another hole in the bucket
Where it's wet you're gonna slide
Can't walk down the middle without
Slipping off the side
Smoked out peeled back unearthed
The real you washes ashore
I come to your for guidance
I come to call a truce
You take the rope I climb and tie at in a noose
Ask my permission
To ask my permission
Don't even take a breath unless I know
Tell me that I'm failing
Hold me under thumb
Pay off my emotions made
Blind deaf dumb
Another hole in the bucket
Where it's wet you're gonna slide
Can't walk down the middle without
Slipping off the side
Smoked out peeled back unearthed
The real you washes ashore
I come to you for guidance
I come to call a truce
You take the rope I climb and tie at in a noose
Finally I realize what you're all about
Now pack your shit and get the fuck out
You will make it up to me
You will make amends
Will will not be family
And we can not be friends
I realize what you're all about
Now pack your shit and get the fuck out
Tell me that I'm failing
Hold me under thumb
Pay off my emotions made
Blind deaf dumb
Another hole in the bucket
Where it's wet you're gonna slide
Can't walk down the middle without
Slipping off the side
Smoked out peeled back unearthed
The real you washes ashore
10. Poet's Tell
Living on your own again
What's gonna keep you clean this time
But how you wear your skin so hard
And breath that turpentine
You're not her only hurting sin
But her favorite one it seems
You thought you'd die
When you heard goodbye
And sank your dreams
You're just confused like the rest of us
About your next meal
Left mistakes everywhere
For the whole word to feel
It comes around once more
Get drunk again before we go
I wish I'd heard his last dying words
Last dying words
My train of thought gets slow
Why I'm never even know
You need prayer more than
Anyone I ever knew
But save a prayer for later
To get a drink or two
Remember when we all said
That we could stop any time
Poets tell how gods fell
Through his last dying words
Last dying words
My train of thought gets slow
Why I'll never even know
You need prayer more than
Anyone I ever knew
But save a prayer for later
To get a drink or two
Remember when we all said
That we could stop any time
Poets tell how gods fell
Through his last dying words
Last dying words