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Six Feet Under
« Graveyard Classics 2 »
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1 | Hells Bells
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| 2 | Shoot To Thrill
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| 3 | What Do You Do For Money Honey
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| 4 | Giving The Dog A Bone
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| 5 | Let Me Put My Love Into You
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| 6 | Back In Black
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| 7 | You Shook Me All Night Long
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| 8 | Have A Drink On Me
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| 9 | Shake A Leg
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| 10 | Rock N' Roll Ain't Noise Pollution |
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Chris Barnes - vocals
Steve Swanson - guitars
Terry Butler - bass
Greg Gall - drums |
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All songs written by Young, Young and Johnson
All songs published by J. Albert Ltd./Marks Music, BMI
Produced by Chris Barnes
Engineered by Chris Carroll
Recorded at Morrisound Studios, Tampa, Fl and
The Hit Factory Criteria, Miami, Fl, June 2004 |
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| 1. Hells Bells
I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonn |
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SFU представлять не надо - группа мирового масштаба, на одном уровне с Cannibal Corpe и Napalm Death. В отличии от вышеперечисленных групп, SFU играют попсовый и незамысловатый Death Metal, ноги у которого растут из Hard'n'Heavy. Средне-медленно-темповые куплет-припевные композиции и все в таком духе. Их фишка не в техничности или особой хитовости, а в самом саунде - альбомы всегда шикарно записаны, обладают жирнейшим качевым и кристально чистым звуком, и, конечно же, неповториым ультранизким гарканьем и козьим скримингом их фронтмена Криса Барнса.
Данный релиз - это целый альбом AC/DC "Back in Black" в исполнении этих упырей. К своему стыду, я не слышал оригинал, тем приятнее было насладиться этими классическими хитами с чистого листа.
1) Звук - идеальный. Это лучшее, что я слышал от этих ребят. Барабаны, так вообще прописаны так, что лучше просто некуда. Гитары имеют блюзовое звучание. А вокал - это нечто! Крис на этот раз поет просто безупречно, отлично владеет интонацией и от его гроула вообще не устаешь. Из других дэт-вокалистов не уступающих ему приходит на ум лишь Бо Саммер из Illdisposed. Жаль, что пропал козлиный скрим, но может для данного диска он был бы и не к месту. зато много дрожащего, тремолирующего гроула, причем это не мягкий булькающий звук, а-ля полоскание горла, а вполне себе жесткий - просто улет!
2) Сам материал - старые мелодии намертво приросли к дэтовому саунду, будто так и всегда было. Копия встала в один ряд с оригиналом - получилась такая же классика. Прослушивание диска вызывает ощущение праздника. Ассоциируется у меня с наступающим новым годом.
P.S. Кстати, вот другие их альбомы ("Haunted" и "13" я, правда, не слышал), в том числе и "Graveyard Classics" не сильно меня зацепили, а этот же - просто расплющил. Надо этим чувакам полностью переквалифицироваться в кавер-бэнд :) |
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Несмотря на полную неприязнь к творчеству SFU, этот тяжеленький кавер альбом одного из величайших хард-рок произведений вызвал у меня нешуточный душевный трепет, так как я являюсь ярым поклонником AC/DC. К вокалу Барнса у меня нет претензий никаких, как и в свое время в СС, но вот Свэнсон, на мой взгляд, справился со своей задачей наполовину. Его ритм звуки, конечно, хороши, но вот соло бездарно хромает абсолютно во всех вещах (хотя, конечно, до Ангуса ему далеко, но все же мог и получше). Короче, если музыканты SFU способны отдавать дань таким величайшим группам, как австралийская пятерка на таком уровне, то флаг им в руки и отдельное спасибо от почитателей AC/DC. Альбом обязательно должны услышать просто ВСЕ! |
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I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right
I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you
Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringing Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells
2. Shoot To Thrill
All you women who want a man of the street
But you don't know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
'Cause I'm the one who's gonna make you burn
I'm gonna take you down - down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
I'm like evil, I get under your skin
Just like a bomb that's ready to blow
'Cause I'm illegal, I got everything
That all you women might need to know
I'm gonna take you down - down, down, down
So don't you fool around
I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Too many women with too many pills
Shoot to thrill, play to kill
I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will
Shoot to thrill, ready to kill
I can't get enough, I can't get the thrill
I shoot to thrill, play to kill
Pull the trigger
3. What Do You Do For Money Honey
You're working in bars
Riding in cars
Never gonna give it for free
You're apartment with a view
On the finest avenue
Looking at your beat on the street
You're always pushing, shoving
Satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be getting old
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, what ya do for money?
Honey, what ya do for money?
Where you get your kicks?
You're loving on the take
And you're always on the make
Squeezing all the blood out of men
They're all standing in a queue
Just to spend the night with you
It's business as usual again
You're always grabbin', stabbin'
Trying to get it back in
But girl you must be getting slow
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, what ya do for money?
Honey, what ya do for money?
What ya do for money honey, how you get your kicks?
What ya do for money honey, how you get your licks?
What you gonna do?
4. Giving The Dog A Bone
She take you down easy
Going down to her knees
Going down to the devil
Down down to ninety degrees
She's blowing me crazy
Till my ammunition is dry
She's using her head again
She's using her head
She's using her head again
I'm just givin' the dog a bone
She's no Mona Lisa
She's no Playboy star
But she'll send you to heaven
Then explode you to Mars
She's using her head again
She's using her head
She's using her head again
I'm just givin' the dog a bone
She got the power of union
She only hits when it's hot
And if she likes what you're doing
She'll give you alot
(Given everything she got)
I've just given the dog a bone
5. Let Me Put My Love Into You
Flying on a free flight
Driving all night
With my machinery
'Cause I got the power
Any hour
To show the man in me
I got reputations
Blown to pieces
With my artillery
I'll be guided in
We'll be ridin'
given what you got to me
Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
'Cause it's your turn tonight
Like a fever
Burning faster
You spark the fire in me
Crazy feelings
Got me reeling
They got me raising steam
Don't you struggle
Don't you fight
Don't you worry
Cause it's your turn tonight
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me cut your cake with my knife
Let me give it all to you
6. Back In Black
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been looking at the sky
'Cause it's gettin' me high
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die
I got nine lives
Cat's eyes
Abusin' every one of them and running wild
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
Back in the back
Of a Cadillac
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack
'cause I'm in a bang
With a gang
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang
Cause I'm back on the track
And I'm beatin' the flack
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap
So look at me now
I'm just makin' my play
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way
'Cause I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back
Yes, I'm back
Well, I'm back, back
I'm back in black
Yes, I'm back in black
(Out of the sight)
7. You Shook Me All Night Long
She was a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman I had ever seen
She had the sightless eyes
Telling me no lies
Knockin' me out with those American thighs
Taking more than her share
Had me fighting for air
She told me to come but I was already there
'Cause the walls start shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -
Shook me all night long
Working double time
On the seduction line
She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine
She wanted no applause
Just another course
Made a meal out of me and came back for more
Had to cool me down
To take another round
Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing
'Cause the walls were shaking
The earth was quaking
My mind was aching
And we were making it and you -
Shook me all night long
8. Have A Drink On Me
Whiskey, gin and brandy
With a glass I'm pretty handy
I'm trying to walk a straight line
On sour mash and cheap wine
So join me for a drink boys
We're gonna make a big noise
So don't worry about tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque
We'll get hell to pay
Have a drink on me
Dizzy, drunk and fightin'
On tequila white lightnin'
My glass is getting shorter
On whiskey, ice and water
So come on and have a good time
And get blinded out of your mind
So don't worry about tomorrow
Take it today
Forget about the cheque
We'll get hell to pay
Have a drink on me
(Get stoned)
Gonna roll around
Gonna hit the ground
Take another swing
Have another drink
Gonna drink it dry
Gonna get me high
Come on all the boys
Make a noise
Have a drink on me
9. Shake A Leg
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Who is kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Don't kick, don't fight, don't sleep at night
It's shake a leg, shake a leg, shake a leg, shake it yeah
Keeping out of trouble with eyes in the back of my face
Kicking ass in the class and they tell me you're a damn disgrace
They tell me what they think but they stink and I really don't care
Got a mind of my own, move on, get out of my hair
Magazines, wet dreams, dirty women on machines for me
Big licks, skin flicks, trickey dick's are my chemistry
Goin' against the grain, trying to keep me sane with you
So stop your grinnin' and drop your linen for me
Shake a leg, shake your head
Shake a leg, wake the dead
Shake a leg, get stuck in
Shake a leg, shake a leg yeah
Idle juvenile on the street, on the street
Kicking everything with his feet, with his feet
Fighting on the wrong side of the law, of the law
Spitting and biten' and kicking and fightin' for more
Shake a leg, shake your head
Shake a leg, wake the dead
Shake a leg, get stuck in
Shake a leg, shake a leg yeah
10. Rock N' Roll Ain't Noise Pollution
Hey there, all you middle men
Throw away your fancy clothes
And while you're out there sittin' on a fence
So get off your ass and come down here
'Cause rock 'n' roll ain't no riddle man
To me it makes good, good sense
Heavy decibels are playing on my guitar
We got vibrations coming up from the floor
We're just listening to the rock that's giving too much noise
Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more
We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die
I took a look inside your bedroom door
You looked so good lying on your bed
Well, I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and love
You said you wanna rock 'n' roll instead
We're just talkin' about the future
Forget about the past
It'll always be with us
It's never gonna die, never gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't noise pollution
Rock 'n' roll ain't gonna die
Rock 'n' roll ain't no pollution
Rock 'n' roll it will survive
Rock 'n' roll is just rock 'n' roll