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Entombed
« Uprising »
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1 | Seeing Red
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 2 | Say It In Slugs
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 3 | Won't Back Down
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 4 | Insanity's Contagious
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 5 | Something Out Of Nothing
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 6 | Scottish Hell
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 7 | Time Out
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 8 | The Itch
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 9 | Year In Year Out
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 10 | Returning To Madness
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 11 | Come Clean
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 12 | In The Flesh |
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![](/img/icon-music-v.gif) ![Состав группы](/img/icon-music-band.gif) ![->](/img/icon-arr-1r.gif) L-G Petrov - Vocals
Uffe Cederlund - Guitar, Backing vocals, Organ
Alex Hellid - Guitar
Jörgen Sandström - Bass
Peter Stjärnvind - Drums
Guests:
Jonas Lundberg - maracas on "Insanity's Contagious," tambourine on "Time Out."
Fred Estby - drums on "Year in Year Out" and "Returning to Madness" |
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![](/img/blank.gif) | 1. Seeing Red
I'm seeing red
It helps me see things straight
I'm doing everything
For the purpose of improvement
Don't ask me why
Cuz it don't faze me one iota
I'm the alpha and omega
The beginning and the end
It's just the warm up for the work ahead
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![](/img/blank.gif) Одна из самых жопопинающих вещей, которые только можно услышать в этой гребаной жизни! Угар стопроцентный! Если кратко, то это мутировавший Motorhead, построенный на грязном «шведском» звучании. Будучи верными себе в плане звука, Entombed по сравнению с предшественником, тем не менее, сделали звучание более грязным, дэтовым и нойзовым, приправив лошадиной дозой грува. В итоге звук иначе как «живым» не назовешь. Разбавив все это панком, стремительными соло и простыми, но цепляющими лид-гитарами, парни выпустили, пожалуй, лучший альбом со времен «Wolverine Blues». Именно на данном альбоме Entombed успешно завершили поиски своего нового фирменного звучания, определившего все последующие их альбомы.
В чем-то «Uprising» – это возвращение в начало 90-х с учетом, конечно, предшественника в лице «Same Difference». И если «Same Difference» ко второй половине звучания грешил неким однообразием, то «Uprising» уж точно не даст вам скучать с первой же песни, вырывающейся из колонок грязным потоком рычащего баса и рОковых гитар. Имея довольно формальное отношение к музыкальному классу под названием death, «Uprising», тем не менее, дает такого жару, что многим дэтовым бандам от обиды остается лишь расплакаться и поубивать себя.
Вообще, фантазия у парней преотменная. Не придумывая ничего принципиально нового, они изобретательно смешали в нужных пропорциях ингредиенты из вечных ценностей, присущих рок-музыке в целом. В итоге, играемая музыка звучит предельно искренне, грязно, тяжело, плотно и потно, заставляя голову непроизвольно двигаться в такт ритму. Кстати, смена ритмов на альбоме просто потрясающая. Играя порой «на прижиме», гитары словно ждут, чтобы уже в следующее мгновение сорваться в адский галоп, чтобы чуть позже снова замедлиться до гнетущего звучания в духе Black Sabbath. В результате весь альбом звучит очень разнообразно, представляя из себя коллекцию отличных песен. Специально не буду выделять ни одну из них, поскольку каждая подобна патрону в барабане револьвера.
Даже обложка, на которой Entombed вернулись к своему старому лого, в контексте представленного материала смотрится более чем логично. Именно подобная гениальная примитивность визуального образа породила такие известнейшие торговые марки, как символы Bathory, Venom и Motorhead. И если вы давно слушаете музыку, не зацикливясь на каком-то одном стиле и уважаете старые дела в духе Venom и Motorhead, то «Uprising» вас обязательно порадует. Вам непременно надо услышать альбом, чтобы понять, о чем я! И слушать такую музыку непременно ГРОМКО!
Черт, куда там подевался мой ящик пива?!! |
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Beckons as big as an atomic-bomb
Wipe off my cosmetic tears
I'm seeing red
I open my eyes
It roots me to the spot
So young at heart
Independant in thought and mind
Test my nerves
I'm doing this for kicks
And it gives me everything
That is here for me to find
Don't ask me when I began to hate
Cuz I don't recall a time I didn't
Am I the only one of my kind?
No!!!?
And who is not a parasite?
Can you name me just one?
I see your eyes and I know for a fact
I'm not your only son
2. Say It In Slugs
Take your hands out of your pockets
Don't walk until green
Call it penance, call it shock
You just lost your esteem
You know it's ironic
If it went down today
Phoney faces just don't care
But today they might have something to say
I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday
And I say it in slugs
I'm not convinced it's the only way
How tiny bits and pieces of words/works
Somehow end up in hugs
Some say it in slugs
I killed my best friend with a hammer
Now I'm in stitches
He became one of the icons around
I was left with an itch
I woke up on the wrong side of my bed
I'm just a little keen
I have to sleep there dead on that spot
Or else I won't be able to dream
I remember tomorrow as if it was yesterday...
Some say it in slugs
3. Won't Back Down
It's time to put it straight
I dislike the way you act
I said Hey!!!
Get off my back
End of discussion
You're not getting used
None will give you sympathy
If you deal with self abuse
Ever thought about getting a Life?
Sick of hearing your lies
You burn down my fuse
When it's me it's a mistake
For you there's always an excuse
Stick to the truth or please shut the fuck up
Qualified bullshit that never seems to stop
Try someone else I won't fall for no lies
Get a life
Throw it in my face, cut the bullshit
You sit around and bite your fingertips
A bunch of parasites with covered up tracks
Get off my back
4. Insanity's Contagious
My brain sometimes intends to walk away
Somehow my hat seems to hold it together
But if I feel like slipping away for a bit
All I have to do is take my hat off
I'm tired of hating
And feeling down
My ears they're bleeding
And I'm getting old
I wanna live
Live in the town
Where everybody is young and no-one has died
Last night I dreamt about throwing up worms
And my big black cat turned into a crippled rat
Insanity's contagious
So am I
Got plugs in my ears
To keep my thoughts within
I wanna live
Live in a town
Where everybody is young and no-one has died
Insanity's contagious
In a town
Where everybody is young and no-one has died
5. Something Out Of Nothing
Head bowed in silence
Scarcely sane in mind
Strung out, internal violence
Confusion fills my time
Stare back at my face, neurotic eyes
Joy and despair collides
It's eating me up from the inside
Don't look back
Remember yesterday, no way
Going through the cast
Turning insane by their games
Stare at my world with psychotic eyes
The demons in me unite
I hear them laughing in the rain
Chanting out my name
The echoes turn into flames
Voices, noices, disordered, sore
WAR
6. Scottish Hell
[dead horse cover]
Satan kissed my dog
Cracked his moral shell
Possessed to wear the kilt
In his Scottish hell
I touched your lips your eyes fell out
On to the floor behind the door
I picked them up and washed them off
And taped them back upon your face
7. Time Out
Most deals don't need deliberation
That's what I thought
You sung in a language
That I don't really know
And didn't dare to get tought
He who said there's gold around the corner
Is all too right to be wrong
But somehow I feel that I've been cheated
All along in this song
And you just dumped me
In your neighbours garbage can
Could it be so hard to understand?
Most deals don't need conclusion
Yeah, right
You're real good at looking out
For things like your own back
And you just dumped me
In your neighbours garbage can
I guess I'll never learn to understand
Last time it didn't turn out the way I wanted
This time it turned out to be something good
Better grab my money in time to invest it
Cuz the market round here
Ain't really as it should
It's far more universal
To become an astronaut
I scream my lungs out
I'm not too sure of what you're all about
Time out
8. The Itch
It keeps me awake, it grows in my head
My body aches, my feelings are dead
I turn my eyes inside out
Gaze into the hell I created, Burned-Out!
Lost everything I had, for a word
My own presence makes me disturbed
I've put myself in a state I can't portray
I scream coz there's nothing left
For me to say
Stare myself blind on words I cannot see
Deep inside I feel it's all so real, to steal
Once I had it all, inside my head
Now it's all gone, my views are spread
Search for solutions, for peace of mind
Feels like I slip away
There's an itch under my skin
Need to get it out before I turn insane
Day and night in hell I spend
Need to figure me out before my sanity ends
Need to get it out, The Itch
Need to get it out, The Itch
I turn my eyes inside out
Gaze into the hell I created, Burned-Out!
Once I had it all, inside my head
Now it's all gone, my views are spread
I've put myself in a state I can't portray
I scream coz there's nothing left
For me to say
9. Year In Year Out
Is that a strain
Or a delicate smile
Built to proportion?
It might as well have been you
And all the things you do
Somedays
I'm waiting
For my pulse to calm down
Into the low hundreds
I shake the shirt loose off my back
Day and night, year in year out
I discovered my sweet dreams
Of corruption deep inside myself
I should have stood in carny
Or end up preserved upon your shelf
Day and night, year in year out
Will you ever understand
That I'm only an object
Day and night year in year out
I'm just trying to be the subject
Where others see the abstract
I only see the truth
And that has always been
To repeat my youth
10. Returning To Madness
I look about 27
And that I haven't slept well
I bang my head to sleep
With a bottle of bourbon-hell
I'm a character living
In a world gone wrong
Don't act so stingy about it
We're all in this song
Put on the face you use as a disguise
I can see it in your eyes
The kick you get from your own lies
I'm a man you can't kid
And a man you can't trust
I promote a lifestyle
You can't really live
Returning to madness
Lose my old skin
11. Come Clean
All the time I think "This is the last time"
I can't have it any other way
I force these words onto paper
Thought I had something more to say
'Scuse me
But
I have to make myself up
I'm plastic
Unreal
Maybe a bit surreal
If I'd closed strong
Would I have dug the show
My intention is not to look for an answer
It's just my ideas that are running low
No thanks
You see
Don't need no sympathy
Too right
Been used
At least it's an excuse
There was a time when I was heard
Now you don't even return my calls
No-one would like to live without friends
Even if he possessed it all
12. In The Flesh
Carrying a heard the size of my head
Got an angel on my back
The leftovers of my face
Is a leaden mask of death
Drink my coffee black
I sing with a voice full of scorn
Behind my bony mask of face
They call me the one with horns
But at the end of the day, I'm just torn
I don't think about things too much
Sunken temples, sleeky smile
I've been in the scene for much to long
To not be vile
I'm scared stiff about the fact
That someday I'll slack
Led astray in a world I once knew
Used to be king now considered a fool
I admire your burnt skin
But is your flesh rotten right through?
Alive among the lifeless
In a close-minded world
Where no-one is true
13. Enlist
[bonus track]