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Flotsam and Jetsam
« The Cold »
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| 1 | Hypocrite
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| | 2 | Take
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| | 3 | The Cold
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| | 4 | Black Cloud
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| | 5 | Blackened Eyes Staring
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| | 6 | Better Off Dead
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| | 7 | Falling Short
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| | 8 | Always
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| | 9 | K.Y.A.
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| | 10 | Secret Life
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| | 11 | Hammerhead (bonus track)
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| | 12 | Doomsday for the Deceiver (bonus track) |
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Eric "A.K." Knutson - Vocals
Michael Gilbert - Guitar
Jason Ward - Bass
Mark Simpson - Guitar
Craig Nielsen - Drums |
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| 1. Hypocrite
You tell me I'm the devil
Then scratch my flesh with your horns
You tell me do what I say
Don't do what I've done
I can see the way you act and
I can see the way you lie
I can see the truth right through you
Open up your mouth and fly
You say you are better than me
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"Флотсэмы" выдали, можно сказать, один из самых своих странных, в смысле, удивительных альбомов. Это если вкратце. А если в подробностях, то с возвращением Майка Гилберта, принадлежавшего некогда к «классическому» составу, банда выдала нечто эпическое по размаху, по звучанию, по исполнению. И это, опять же, слишком просто. «The Cold» не холоден, он скорее бурлит эмоциями, негативом самого разного толка – от траура, самооплакивания до тирад ненависти. Программа более-менее стандартна для возмужавших и поправивших своё благосостояние металлургов: обращение от социальных проблем к неким размытым интимным переживаниям. Музыкальное оформление этих излияний, однако, вызывает недоумение даже у человека, вполне благосклонно относившегося к творчеству коллектива 90-х и 2000-х. Суть в том, что "Флотсэмы" срываются в то, что можно было назвать типичным флотсэмовским зрелым трэшем, крайне редко. То, что они представили на «The Cold» является, по сути, довольно модерновым и с умом сыгранным пауэром, таким пауэром, о котором стоит вообще вести разговор. Интенсивный, (конечно же) чрезвычайно гитарный, ритмически разнообразный, украшенный партиями клавишных, действительно интересными гитарными соло и мощным голосом Эрика А.К., наполненный эмоциями и при всём этом чрезвычайно мрачный – вот где-то с этого уровня перестаёт интерсовать вопрос: типичен ли ещё этот риффинг для трэша или уже нет. Или: можно ли простить такой эксперимент таким ветеранам как "Флотсэмы".
В общем и целом: удивить банда смогла. Вопрос, будет ли она и дальше придерживаться этого, очевидно, на данный момент верного курса, пусть остаётся пока открытым. Главное, что после нескольких прослушиваний, по прошествии некоторого недоумения каждая из песен раскрывает свой потенциал, крепко заседает в голове и в проигрывателе. Наилучшие рекомендации. |
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Я всегда относился с уважением к творчеству указанного коллектива, хотя было время, когда он не давал поводов для этого. Предыдущий же альбом был воспринят мной с большим энтузиазмом ввиду наличия максимально отточенных идей группы и почти полного отсутствия проходных вещей. Поэтому немудрено, что описываемый альбом я ждал с весомым интересом. Правда, настораживала тенденция команды выпускать проходной альбом после относительно удачного. Данный лонгплей - результат перерождения традиционной заунывности "Флотсамов" в своеобразную атмосферность, коей как раз находится место среди, преимущественно, плавного течения основной композиционной линии. Название альбома наталкивает на определённую концепцию, в противоречие с которой, правда, вступают достаточно "тёплые" мелодии, характерные для лирического мира группы. Вообще, поздние работы коллектива можно сравнить, пусть и отвлечённо, с творчеством их соотечественников из Nevermore. У наших подопечных, тем не менее, сильно влияние переработанных альтернативных фраз, в коих никак не упрекнёшь музыкантов Nevermore, предпочитающих хороший прогрессивный грув. Всё равно, нужно отдать должное "Флотсамам" по части создания исключительно своего видения стиля и нежелания стоять на месте. Альбом предназначен людям, которые многого не ждут от коллектива, но склонны положительно оценивать творческие искания (завидуйте молодёжь, в таком возрасте, и искания!) команды. Для меня же данный релиз стал очень личным и внутренним творением, которое не может быть воспринято однозначно. |
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You can't tell the truth in spite of you
And every little step a dream
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Everything I do you tell me
Everything I do is wrong
Lecture all about the evils
Go until I write this song
And make a pile your opinions
Make an observation law
Don't hold back and tell me what you
Hear and feel and spoke and saw
Hypocrite, oh yeah
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
You're nothing but a
Hypocrite
Yeah
Don't know what to do
Don't know where to go
But I know what you're gonna say
Take a stab at all my dreams and visions
Lash out, maybe guilt will wash away
Wash away
Don't know what to do
Don't know where to go
But I know what you're gonna say
Take a stab at all my dreams and visions
Lash out, maybe guilt will wash away
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite
Hypocrite, hypocrite
Hypocrite, hypocrite
Hypocrite
2. Take
See the way you take my soul
Laugh at how you steal my pride
Crush the dreams that I once had
I'll take it all in stride
Give up everything I've worked for
Give you everything you want
Leave behind my friends and past
To watch you walk away
I did it all for you
I gave you more than I had to give
I gave it all to you
I keep on giving and you just take
Take what you want from me
And throw the rest away
See you standing proud
About the way you forced me down
Into the ground
Show me how to fear another
Teach me not to trust again
Always look over my shoulder
Live with what you took from me
No more can I close my eyes
I just see you walk away
I can't clear my head of you
I cry another day
I did it all for you
I gave you more than I had to give
I gave it all to you
I keep on giving and you just take
Take, take, take
Take what you want from me
And throw the rest away
See you standing proud
About the way you forced me down
Into the ground
Take what you need from me
And leave the rest behind
Take what you want
Take it and leave
Take what you want from me
And throw the rest away
See you standing proud
About the way you forced me down
Into the ground
3. The Cold
It all comes down to this
How to hold on to life I once had with you
An addiction like this
The supply slips away without warning
Don't know how to survive
I still need you to fill all the voids inside
You're the blood inside
You're the beat of my soul
You're the breath inside
You're the thought that I hold
You're the blood inside
You're the beat of my soul
How should I keep time from ticking away
Stop tomorrow from coming
How can I hold the craving at bay
So better off when I didn't know
Coming at me so fast I can't run
Years of minutes of seconds of time
Put inside all I am, all I have
Pay the toll to hear what's on my mind
Where do I go from here
The sun doesn't rise where I am
Spring never rises from fall
And the nightingale doesn't sing
Where do I go from here
There is no yellow brick road
No reference for my dreams
And no warmth to hide the cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
What is left for the time that I have
What is forward for looking to
Every path that I take is washed out
Every star is burnt out to follow
Passing by me so fast motion slow
Years of minutes of seconds of time
Generations learning what I know
Pay the toll to hear what's on my mind
Where do I go from here
The sun doesn't rise where I am
Spring never rises from fall
And the nightingale doesn't sing
Where do I go from here
There is no yellow brick road
No reference for my dreams
And no warmth to hide the cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
The cold
4. Black Cloud
I've never screwed anyone
That didn't fuck me
And I don't climb the branch
Of another man's tree
I try not to talk
Behind the back
Never enter into thought
If you're Jew or black
Always pay what I owe
Owe what I pay
Doesn't matter if you're female
Muslim or gay
If you're cool to me
I'll be cool to you
And if you lie to me
I won't be straight with you
I never win the lottery
Never catch a break
When I get money back
You bet it's a mistake
When I gamble
I should just throw it away
I take another hit
But know I should've stayed
The green light goes
To start the race
But the helmet falls down
To cover my face
I spread my wings
And I'm ready to fly
And the wind and thunder clouds
Cover the sky
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
How much of this can I take?
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
How much of this can I take?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Black cloud follow
When I beat you
I was just returning serve
I climbed the ladder once
When I had nerve
Run for my life
But stop to tie my shoe
When I raped you
I was just taming the shrew
There's a paycheck in my name I see
But I've got no acceptable form of ID
There's a wall at the end
Of a broken path
Add two and two together
But beware of the math
There's a place on earth
Where I feel safe
But I've never been able
To find that place
When I'm high I think
I've got it figured out
Yet my performance is filled
With an aching doubt
There's a feel in the air
That I'm going to win
But the air up here
Is extremely thin
There's a storm cloud chasing me
Wherever I go
And the only people helping me
Keep telling me no
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
How much of this can I take?
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
How much of this can I take?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Black cloud follows
How much of this can I take?
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
How much of this can I take?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Why does the black cloud follow me?
Black cloud follows
Black cloud follows
Black cloud follows
Why does all the crap come back on me?
When does the barrage of bad luck cease?
How long can the black cloud follow me?
5. Blackened Eyes Staring
She can't handle all the evil things
That life has come to give
Taking everything she loves
Destroying the home where she lives
Death does her no favors
Sparing her and killing everyone else
Leaving her to face the world alone
And leaving her by herself
Wreath of dead roses
Wrapped around her head
Blackened eyes staring
Not at me, but through instead
There's an evil in her smile
That gets me high
What has happened here
She looks like she once could fly
You can see the fear
She looks like she once could fly
Until she dies
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Every time her eyes are open
All she sees is blood and fear
Can only dream of jagged steel
Ripping her from ear to ear
Wishing more and more every day
To be dead and gone and free
Wishing more and more every day
To be a little dead fairy
Wreath of dead roses
Wrapped around her head
Blackened eyes staring
Not at me, but through instead
There's an evil in her smile
That gets me high
What has happened here
She looks like she once could fly
You can see the fear
She looks like she once could fly
Until she dies
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Wreath of dead roses
Wrapped around her head
Blackened eyes staring
Not at me, but through instead
There's an evil in her smile
That gets me high
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
6. Better Off Dead
Sometimes I feel like just ending it all
Every step a broken leg
Every floor breaks a fall
I can't only not see light
I can't find the tunnel
Life keeps giving me an uphill climb
Without a ladder or a rope
Without a prayer or a hope
I can't only not see light
I can't find the tunnel
I can't find my way
Don't know if I'll see tomorrow
Or the rest of today
I can't raise my head
Maybe I'm better off dead
Better off dead
Better off dead
Better off dead
I can't only not see light
I'm better off dead
Every time we try to step ahead
Step ahead
There's a force that holds us down
Holds us back, keeps us in
And I pray every day
That things will take a turn
That tomorrow brings me hope
That today will slip away
I can't only not see light
I can't close my eyes
I have lost my way
Don't know about tomorrow
Or the best of today
I won't raise my head
And so I'm better off dead
Better off dead
Better off dead
Better off dead
I can't only not see light
I'm better off dead
I can't only not see light
I'm better off dead
Sometimes I feel like I've ended it all
Every step a shooting pain
Every floor breaks a fall
I can't only not see light
I'm better off dead
Better off dead
Better off
So stick my body in the ground
And find a priest and gather round
And say a little prayer to god
Throw some flowers on the sod cause
I will never see light
And I'm better off dead
7. Falling Short
Can you feel the drive?
Can you feel the push?
Does the blood start to boil
Subconscious making a fist
Every face a target
Every life a prize
Just the thought of pain
Keeps your anger alive
I can feel my heart
Breaking in pieces
Nothing but sorrow
Haunting inside
Loneliness killing me
Ever so slowly
Blade to my throat
And prepare to die
Is it worth my life?
Is it worth your life?
Is it worth wasting the time?
Can it be all so
Thought overtaking?
Can we just let it slip by?
Hands are shaking mouth is dry and
My heart breaking watching you die
Spinning backward falling short of
Pitching in to save your life
Bare to taste it
Bare to feel it
Bare to live
Grit your teeth
Grit your clench
Grit and bare
Feel the glory
Feel the pain
Feel the fade
Crawl to safety
Crawl on your knees
Fall to your death
Hands are shaking mouth is dry and
My heart breaking watching you die
Spinning backward falling short of
Pitching in to save your life
I have felt my heart
Crumble to pieces
Finally sorrow
Ventures outside
Loneliness walking
Away from its kill
Blade in my throat
I'm left to die
It's taken my life
It'll take your life
Taking it's sweet, sweet time
It's taking over
Over and over
Stealing and wasting our time
Hands are shaking mouth is dry and
My heart breaking watching you die
Spinning backward falling short of
Pitching in to save your life
I can feel my heart
Breaking in pieces
Nothing but sorrow
Empty inside
My heart is breaking
8. Always
I see you comin'
From miles away
I see the crap that
You're spittin' out your face
I can see right through your shit
And about a pound ago
I had enough of it
And I love when you try to disguise
How much you despise
How much you despise me
Long ago I thought we were through
There's nothing I can say
There's nothing I can do
Still you kept me hangin' on
To amuse yourself
You can play the god
I see you
And you're in my mind
Always dead
Always dead each time
I see you leavin'
You're miles away
I see the crap that
You're leavin' in your trace
I can see right through your shit
And about a ton ago
I had enough of it
And I love when you try to disguise
How much you despise
How much you despise me
Long ago I thought we were through
There's nothing I can say
Nothing I wanna do
Still you kept me hangin' on
To amuse yourself
You have played the god
I see you
And you're in my mind
Always dead
Always dead each time
I can see right through your shit
And about a pound ago
I had enough of it
And I love when you try to disguise
How much you despise
How much you despise me
Long ago I thought we were through
There's nothing I can say
There's nothing I can do
Still you kept me hangin' on
To amuse yourself
You play the god
I see you
And you're in my mind
Always dead
Always dead each time
I see you
And you're in my mind
Always dead
Always dead each time
9. K.Y.A.
So you wanna come up on me
Chest out up on both feet
Puffed up, look down your nose
Attitude up on your tip toes
Hope you know how it's gonna be
Blood and knuckles out in the street
Come at me like a drunk in a bar
You must like the taste of road tar
Woah the end of you
Woah the end of you
I will kick your ass
You cryin' pussy
I will kick your ass
You fuckin' sally girl
Run home cry to mama
Don't come back here again
Go home and wash your skirt
And paint your nails
And face like you've been
I can't stand you
Can't even look at you
Don't wanna hear you cry
I just can't deal with fragile little boys
I'd rather see you die
So you sneak up from behind
A cheap shot like I was blind
You better make it the shot of the year
And when I get up don't you be here
There's no place you can hide
So you better keep runnin'
Dress up like the girl you are
And hide out in the ladies stall
Run home cry to mama
Don't come back here again
Go home and wash your skirt
And paint your nails
And face like you've been
I can't stand you
Can't even look at you
Don't wanna hear you cry
I just can't deal with fragile little boys
I'd rather see you die
I will kick your ass
You cryin' pussy
I will kick your ass
You fuckin' sally girl
Run home cry to mama
Don't come back here again
Go home and wash your skirt
And paint your nails
And face like you've been
I can't stand you
Can't even look at you
Don't wanna hear you cry
I just can't deal with fragile little boys
I'd rather see you die
10. Secret Life
Well I can see by the look in your eye
That everything I'm telling you
Is passing you by
There's a side of me that you don't know
And if you listen close
I'll tell you what you want to hear
That I can see by the look in your eye
That I can see by the look in your eye
So I don't have to hear you cry
Stick a needle in my eye
So I don't have to see your tears
Scream until I couldn't hear
So I don't have to feel your pain
I bang my head till I'm insane
So I don't have to know the truth
I don't wanna know the real you
I know by the angle of your brow
That everything I'm telling you
Is confusing you now
I know where I really should be
Always guessing what's next
What's cool for me
There's a dream that I just can't see
There's a path of a way
To get where I wanna be
There's a drive in my soul
A pounding beat of rock and roll
I've got a secret life
An aching need an unlived dream
I've got a secret life
An unknown desire chasing me
I've got a secret life
An aching need an unlived dream
I need a secret life
A way to escape the one I live
So many things you don't know
That count on me to be the show
So many places you may go
Exist because I am
Action adventure in my mind
A job well done of a different kind
Lives depend on my every move
And death becomes my favorite groove
I don't know where I'm meant to be
But nowhere I've been seems right to me
I can tell when I'm in the right place
Strapped in my seat and ready to race
I can tell when I'm in the groove
Everything's a go and ready to move
And I really ain't been there yet
But I ain't done on that, you can bet
I've got a secret life
An aching need an unlived dream
I've got a secret life
An unknown desire chasing me
I've got a secret life
An aching need an unlived dream
I need a secret life
A way to escape the one I live
So many things you don't know
That count on me to be the show
So many places you may go
Exist because I am
Action adventure in my mind
A job well done of a different kind
Lives depend on my every move
And death becomes my favorite groove
So many things you don't know
That count on me to be the show
So many places you may go
Exist because I am
Action adventure in my mind
A job well done of a different kind
Lives depend on my every move
And death becomes my favorite groove
Secret life