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 Последний альбом этой трэш-легенды вызывает смешанные чувства. С одной стороны, это определенно тот самый F&J, который мы помним и любим. Сыгранно все сверхпрофессионально, вокал бесподобен, гитары на высоте. Скажу больше, эта работа явно посильнее двух предыдущих альбомов группы - "High" и "Unnatural Selection", несмотря на то, что является их логическим продолжением. Не скажу, что ребята обрели второе дыхание, но они определенно преодолели застой, во многом вызванный общим упадком трэш-сцены. С другой стороны..., впрочем, об этом позже.
Материал альбома представляет собой классический трэш, сыгранный группой, стоявшей у его истоков. Причем сыгран он на высоком современном уровне. Звук отличный, структура композиций сложная, временами в музыке группы слышится чуть ли не прогрессив. Вокал Эрика А.К. неповторим и узнаваем с первой ноты. Настрой альбома соответствует материалу - ребята как бы говорят: "Мы знаем, как нужно играть трэш, который мы любим, и будем играть его именно так, невзирая на коньюнктуру рынка". Действительно, вызывает уважение, что группа не опустилась до модного блэкового звучания, не начала использовать клавишные и т.д. Но всю картину портит один единственный вопрос - нужна ли сейчас кому-нибудь такая консервативность, кроме ортодоксальных фэнов трэша американской школы 80-х годов?
Сознательно уклонюсь от ответа на этот вопрос. Что касается альбома, сформулирую итоговое мнение таким образом: Для тех, кто является давним поклонником группы, а также тех, кто не купил ни одного нового музыкального альбома в течение последних 15-ти лет данная работа несомненно рекомендуется к приобретению. Для остальных же слушателей она может показаться достаточно пресной. |
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Dig me up
Dig me up to bury me
Dig me up
I'm beating my own best time
Way faster than ever before
I'm digging way in deeper
Way deeper than ever before
With my eyes open real wide
I'll dig me up a place to hide
Digging way in deeper
Way deeper than ever before
Dig me up
Dig me up to bury me
Dig me up, dig me up
Dig me up
Dig me up to bury me
Dig me up, dig me deeper
Money taking, bone breaking
No lending, extreme spending
Stock broker, pot smoker
Wife beater, dope dealer
My head's bleeding, my heart's frozen
Way down deeper than ever before
Way down deeper than ever before
Way down deeper than ever before
Dig me up
Dig me up one more time
Dig me up, dig me up
Dig me up
Dig me up to bury me
Dig me up, dig, dig
Dig me up
Dig me up to bury me
Dig me up, dig me up
Money taking, bone breaking
No lending, extreme spending
Stock broker, pot smoker
Wife beater, dope dealer
My head's bleeding, my heart's frozen
Way down deeper than ever before
Way down deeper than ever before
Way down deeper than ever
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
2. Keep Breathing
I see the tracers it leaves in the sky
A racing stripe canopy for your eye
I see it dying fast right through the floor
An aftershock of filth and gore
We try our best to just keep control
Just to keep breathing
Is reaching a goal
I can see now how fast it really grows
I see God's face with a bloody nose
Unbelievable to you and me
Yet easier all the time to see
We try our best to not lose our minds
Just to keep breathing is wasting our time
We try our best to gain control
Just to keep living is taking it's toll
It doesn't take a scientist
To really comprehend the gist
That everyday we all decide
To slowly commit suicide
And there is no hotline to call
No saviour coming to get us all
I can't fathom how it happened so fast
How bad we were beaten
Floored and harassed
One does move the floor,
Two can make the walls take a breath,
Three will let the ceiling cry,
Four the pictures all bleed to death,
I have taken five,
It's a wonder I'm still alive,
Then I'm popping ten,
To see if I can die and come back again!
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
3. Nothing To Say
Walking through life with blinders on
Trying not to get too deep in the wrong
With all the peer pressure that they advertise
It's a full time chore to hold back my demise
Everybody telling me what to do
As if everybody knows
There's a fork in the road with a million prongs
And six little nines that I know are wrong
I ain't got
I ain't got nothing to say
Maybe one, maybe two, maybe three hundred times
I've tried really hard to make this rhyme
But it's constant help from the people who know
Make it tougher than it has to be
Every single day I try to get things done
I'm either stopped by the cold or burnt by the sun
There is no easy way to speak your mind
And even harder to get them to hear
I ain't got
I ain't got nothing to say
Every little piece of fantasy
Keeps me right where they want me to be
There's a code that they're all searching by
A map of places I might hide
It's dark with a couple of marker lights
All of my hunters are afraid of heights
There's a well known fact that they don't know
They're chasing a man not on the go
I ain't got
I ain't got nothing to say
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
4. Weather To Do
They say that mental deficiency
Is wind in your mind
And if that's true
Then I'm brewing hurricanes all of the time
There are not too many places
I can speak my mind
There are not too many people
Who would give me the time
There are not too many answers I can find
So I just start running
And when I come into the picture
There ain't nothing else you see
Just fear, anger and jealousy
Cause you can't be
You don't wanna be me
Well I'm not quite right in the head
And if you fuck with me
You wind up dead
There is no weathervane
To tell when I'm coming down
If you feel the calm
You'd better just start running
There are not too many places
I can speak my mind
There are not too many people
Who would give me the time
There are not too many answers I can find
So I just start running
Whenever I see a storm coming down
Every time that lightning hits the ground
A blizzard in the summertime
Don't let the pressure fog your mind
There are not too many places
I can speak my mind
There are not too many people
Who would give me the time
There are not too many answers I can find
So I just start running
Whenever I see a storm coming down
Every time that lightning hits the ground
A blizzard in the summertime
Don't let the pressure fog your mind
There are not too many places
I can speak my mind
There are not too many people
Who would give me the time
There are not too many answers I can find
So I just start running
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
5. Camera Eye
You'd better hope your only choice is to die
Being watched awfully close by the camera eye
The name that you use may not be yours
But the time that you serve will be
So you pull out a gun without stopping to think
And now the tips of your fingers are all covered with ink
And now you know there's never gonna be a time
When you're not being watched by the camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
I hope you need that shirt real fuckin bad
The fifty dollar skirt with the trim in plaid
Cause everyone knows, everyone can see
That you think everything's yours for free
But the old lady next to you is not a shopper
A fifty year old undercover male cop
You try to give your spiel, try to run with a lie
But you've just been busted by the camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
Maybe once, maybe twice, maybe you'll be caught
They slap you on the wrist hoping you'll be taught
But the fact of the matter is you're a thief
And you got no morals and you got no beliefs
You're an addict, you're a druggie
You're a drunk and a boozer
To sum it all up you're a big fuckin loser
And now you know there's never gonna be a time
When you're not being watched by the camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
Always watching you
Knowing what you do
Always watching you
Camera eye
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
6. Trash
The downhill slope I'm standing on is starting to hurt my feet
My neck gets stiff from staring up at the world
I'd show you all my self esteem
But I lost it somewhere down the road
Why is it everywhere I stand
Is a foot shorter than the space next to me
I can't see the action due to the crowd
There is never a horizon in my view
Like walking through knee high water
My steps through life are slow and hard
And I never seem to get all the way to shore
The longer I stand, the deeper I sink
Why is it everywhere I stand
Is a foot shorter than the space next to me
I can't see the action due to the crowd
There is never a horizon in my view
I don't know if I'm down in the dumps
But it sure smells like
Trash to me
I don't know if I'm down in the dumps
But it sure smells like
Trash to me
Why is it everywhere I stand
Is a foot shorter than the space next to me
I can't see the action due to the crowd
There is never a horizon in my view
I don't know if I'm down in the dumps
But it sure smells like
Trash to me
I don't know if I'm down in the dumps
But it sure smells like
Trash to me
I don't know if I'm down in the dumps
But it sure smells like
Trash to me
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
7. Praise
[Instrumental]
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
8. My God
All I see is sand in my eye
All I hear are prayers
All I think is believe me or die
All I do is prepare
My god is the only one
My way supreme
If you don't believe in me
I will hear you scream
My god is the only one
My way supreme
All I see is sand in my eye
All I hear are prayers
All I think is believe me or die
All I do is prepare
No one tells me I'm in the wrong
No one feels my pain
No one else will walk on my ground and
No one will live to say
My god is the only one
My way is the way
If you don't want to side with me
Your soul will turn to clay
My god is the only one
My way supreme
No one understands your ways
No one will sympathize
We all think you wrap your religion
To keep what's left inside
No one is on your side, no
No one else wants to die
I don't want to say you're out of your head
But I can see right through your mind
No one understands your ways and
No one will sympathize
We all think you wrap your religion
To keep what's left inside
No one is on your side, no
Nobody else wants to die
I don't want to say you're out of your head
But I can see right through your mind
My god is the only one
My way supreme
If you don't believe in me
I will hear you scream
No one understands your ways
No one will sympathize
We all think you wrap your religion
To keep what's left inside
No one is on your side, no
Nobody else wants to die
I don't want to say you're out of your head
But I can see right through your mind
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
9. Learn To Dance
I see you now
I see you clear
I've touched your heart
I've scarred your soul
As I go dancing through your mind
Learn to dance
No way
You think you're invisible
You think you've won
You felt your heart
Skip in the middle of a beat
As I go dancing through your mind
Learn to dance
No way
You feel me deep inside your soul
As I go dancing through your mind
You know some things you shouldn't know
As I go dancing through your mind
You feel the end is coming near
As I go dancing through your mind
You're living in a constant fear
Of me just dancing through your mind
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
10. Frustrate
I want to kill, to throw against the wall
Hole in the glass to feel it all
A release to stay insane
I want to scream
Clenched fist, ground teeth
A bad dream, feeling so mean
Stumble across my piece
Quiver the index, sweat between the skin and the steel
All of the sudden it feels so real
The bang, the smoke, the blood
Jump to the car, start it to the floor and while the engine's still in a
roar slap it it drive
And leave behind a trail of anger a path to find
I want to scream
Clenched fist, ground teeth
A bad dream, feeling so mean
Stumble across my piece
Quiver the index, sweat between the skin and the steel
All of the sudden it feels so real
The bang, the smoke, the blood
I can't feel my feet but I see em flyin
Never hit the ground, rising above
Looking down on you, down on the heads of the damned
Marching all right through into the crowd
I want to scream
Clenched fist, ground teeth
A bad dream, feeling so mean
Stumble across my piece
Quiver the index, sweat between the skin and the steel
All of the sudden it feels so real
The bang, the smoke, the blood
I want to kill, to throw against the wall
Hole in the glass to feel it all
A release to stay insane
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
11. Killing Time
Stop everything you do
Take a step outside and look through
There's a path you do not see
And it's all lit up and lined with trees
There's an arrow directing you there
Bright neon orange and flashing
It's there to make sure you don't
Take on a path that circles around
There's only a couple of ways
To get lost in life's little maze
You can explore a dead wrong path
Or follow someone else
You got to use your own mind
And if you're still wrong all the time
Then you really deserve what's coming up, what's coming up, what's coming up
Yeah it's gonna be
Killing time, killing time
No time to mess around cuz it's
Killing time, killing time
No time to call, no time to lose
There is no choice, not up to you
It's killing time, killing time
No time to slide away
Killing time, killing time
You fail to think I know what I say
Everybody's full of shit anyway
The path you take is all by chance
And I'm telling stories to enhance
There's no need to plan it out
Or to add to your list a load of doubt
Leave all that shit behind for what's coming up
There's no way to prepare
Or to know who's gonna be there
There's a chill running up your spine
And it's always there, it's always there
Five or six times a night
I'm awake with my eyes shut tight
But I don't wanna go back to sleep
And dream about what's coming up
Welcome to
Killing time, killing time
No one anticipating
Killing time, killing time
No one just standing around before
Killing time, killing time
No one to drag down under
I can see tracks that you've left behind
You live in the crosshairs most of the time
And there's no way to see or tell
You're only a few short moments from hell
It's not the bullets but the gun
That make the killing so much fun
And it's never too much or to tough
And it's always never enough
Stop everything you do
Take a step outside and look through
There's a path you do not see
And it's all lit up and lined with trees
There's an arrow directing you there
Bright neon orange and flashing
It's there to make sure you don't
Take on a path that circles around
Well I hope it's
Killing time, killing time
Now everyone can see that you are not what you pretend to be
It's killing time, killing time
No one will go down with you when it's
Killing time, killing time
No one to guide you through
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
[Lyrics written by: Eric A.K.]
12. I.A.M.H.
[Instrumental]
[Music written by: Flotsam and Jetsam]
13. Trash (Acoustic)
[hidden track]